Lots of Books in the Future

Finally got that touch of fall this last week and even colder weather ahead next week. I'm all over it. I have my blanket ready for sleeping and the gas fireplace cleaned in case it gets "that" cold.

Ahead for the next few months I have a lot of books coming out. First of all, It Takes Two to Heal is on pre-order at a discount until Monday when it's released. You can find it here

Also on pre-order and at a discount is Their Perfect Woman. Its book fifteen of the Men of the Border Lands series. It will be released on November 6th. You can find it here

Coming November 20th is A Home for Three, a Lost in Space book.

Coming December 8th is Their New Home, a Space Station book. I don't have a cover for this one yet, but it won't be long. I'll post it on the Minion's page first.

There will be more once I have the dates to give you. As always, you can check out the latest I'm working on, on my Facebook page or the Marla's Minions page. I post excerpts from my works in progress there, and you get to see my new covers.

Hope you have a great weekend.
Marla

Cooler Days Ahead

I'm so happy today. The weather is much cooler this morning. I loved getting out in it to run my errands. It's supposed to last a few days, then back to the heat for a little while longer. Here in the South we don't get a true winter. We get an extended fall with maybe some freezing weather for a few days. Might be time for a trip to the mountains to experience the cold. I love the Smokey Mountains.

A long weekend in a cabin with a nice view and plenty of time to write sounds wonderful. I'd take a nice walk every morning and write the rest of the day. Yes, that sounds like a great plan to me.

I'm working on three different books right now. The main one is the Space Station One book. The next book is a sequel to the last Men of the Borderlands book and the third one is an entirely different book for my alter-ego. I'll share more about all of them as I finish them.

Here is my latest cover.

Coming October 23rd. Be sure to watch for it to go on Pre-order soon!

Marla Monroe

Two New Books Out in May

I'm super excited to have two new books coming out in may beginning with A Mate Among the Enemy on May 5th.

Finding their mate should have been a wonderful surprise when Lee and Evan were in town, but was she part of the enemy or was she just in a bad situation? Shay’s life had existed around identifying shifters for her father so that they could track and kill them. She hated what they did, but short of running away, she was powerless to stop them. After meeting two shifters she felt attracted to , Shay finally found the strength to run.

Book Two is a Space Station One book Kelly Captures Two Husbands. I'll have more on this book in the next few weeks. You don't want to miss finding out more about this book.

Also, I'm reviving my newsletter to include more excerpts, free reads, and prizes. Sign up for my newsletter coming out in April for a chance to win any current book you haven't read. Here:

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Watch for more fun here in the next few days. I may even have a prize for those who comment on one of those blogs.

Marla Monroe

NOW On Pre-Order Their New Beginning

You can now pre-order Their New Beginning, book 14 in the Men of the Border Lands series. It's officially released on Monday the 19th of September so not long to wait.

I wanted to publish an excerpt for you and the teaser blurb. Be sure to check them out and spread the word. I'm back!

Abby wants a safe place to make a home. She is cautious of being duped into joining a community again, but there is safety in numbers. Now she is on a quest to find the one she has heard about in the Border Lands.

Harry and his sister are also looking for a safe place. When Thad joins them, Harry believes his chances with Abby disappear. Thad knows how dangerous it is now and has no problem sharing Abby with Harry to assure her safety, if the man would just agree. He knows Harry is worried about his sister, but Thad doesn’t want to wait until Harry makes up his mind.

Will Harry and Thad be the men to provide a home for her? First they have to agree to share her. Then they need to work together to keep her safe. Neither man wants to wait until they reach the promised land to make her theirs.

Adult Excerpt: No one under 18!

Once she’d completely rolled to her belly, she waited for him to touch her. When he didn’t for several long moments, Abby looked over her shoulder, almost afraid he’d left the room, yet he stood at the side of the bed looking down at her with so much emotion in his eyes and in the expression on his face.

“You take my breath, Abby. The way your back arches, and the shape of your ass, makes me want to jump on and fuck you until I’m part of you. Right now, at this exact moment, I’m so hard for you I could easily do that and rut over you like an animal, but you deserve more than that. You should have soft kisses and a gentle hand. I’m not sure I can manage that right now, babe.” Harry’s hands were trembling out by his sides. “I thought making you keep your bra on would help me keep some control, but even that didn’t help.”

Abby turned a little bit more to be able to really look at him. At some point he’d managed to remove his shirt and had unfastened his belt and jeans but hadn’t pulled them down or released his hard shaft. She could see the massive outline of it against his jeans. It swelled up over the top of his waistline, encased in the white material of his underwear. The sight of it like that had her squeezing her thighs together with even more need.

“I don’t need soft touches or slow kisses right now, Harry. I need to be fucked by you. We can go slow next time if you want to. I want your dick inside of me. I want to feel you pounding into me so hard I feel you in the back of my throat.” Abby was surprised at her words. She’d been open and honest with her fiancé, but she’d never been that explicit before.
His groan, and the way he jerked his jeans the rest of the way down, told her that he was losing all control over his need. It thrilled her.

“Your boots,” she said as an afterthought.

“Fuck!”

He turned and sat at the foot of the bed to remove the obstructions, then kicked out of the rest of his clothes. When he stood up again, Abby gasped in approval. His ass was hard and gently rounded. She couldn’t wait to dig her fingers into the round cheeks as he pounded into her. His back broadened into wide, strong shoulders, and the muscles moving from his waist to those strong shoulders were outlined in awe-inspiring detail.

Then he turned around, and all rational thought left her brain. The man was built like an Olympic athlete. Not the strong, yet trimmed, body of a runner or maybe a swimmer, but the toned, hard physique of a boxer or weightlifter, only without the extra bulk.

The moment she focused on his cock, though, Abby’s mouth watered, and she curled her tongue over her bottom lip. Harry was gorgeous. She’d never thought of a man’s penis in such a light before, but the column of flesh jutting straight out from his body could only be described in words that appreciated its appearance.

The ruddy head seemed to mushroom out into a monster-sized hat while the stalk that would easily require both hands to encircle it bobbed in time to Harry’s heartbeat. The impressive dick would stretch her pussy to an exquisite burn that would consume her. It was going to take some preparation, but Abby was sure she could take him and couldn’t wait to get started. When her eyes returned to his face, it was obvious he’d enjoyed the way she sized him up and the extra time she’d taken to admire his cock.

“God, you’re beautiful!” burst out of her mouth before she could stop it.

He squished up his brows. “Beautiful? I’m a man, not a woman, Abby.”

“Sorry, but what I see is nothing short of amazing, and beautiful is in the eye of the beholder. I behold beautiful,” she told him with a broad smile.

Instead of letting it annoy him, Harry just shook his head with a grin and slowly climbed onto the bed to stalk her like a lion until she’d crawled as far up the bed as she could.

“Lie back down for me. I want to lick my way up your body. I know it’ll drive me mad with need, but I have to taste you.”

Abby bit into the pillow when Harry’s tongue licked beneath her ass cheeks. He nuzzled her there, then continued to the fleshy part of her butt, licking, then nipping until she was grinding her pussy into the covers. When she started to lift to her knees to get closer to his mouth, he placed one hand at the small of her back and gently pushed her back down.

“Shhhh, babe. Be still for me.”

Was he freaking kidding her? How was she supposed to be still when he was igniting her world?
He pushed her legs apart, then settled between them at the level of her knees. The roughness from his hairy thighs seemed to notch up her arousal even more.

“Please, Harry. Stop teasing me.”

“Patience, Abby. I’ll take care of you.” He punctuated the rest of his sentence with a bite to each ass cheek between each word. “Real.” Bite. “Good.” Bite. “Care.” Bite. “Of.” Bite. “You.”

She panted through the slight stings, then groaned when he licked each spot where he’d bitten her. God, he was perfect! She’d always loved the edge and thought she’d never find another man who would enjoy it as much as she and her fiancé had before he’d been killed.

Harry changed positions and spread his legs so that his knees were now on either side of her hips. Abby didn’t move her spread legs since she’d figured out that with her legs spread out so far she could get a little friction on her pussy from the quilt when she pressed her hips into the mattress.
Lips and tongue continued to tease her over her hips, then slowly, painfully slowly, up her spine. When he nipped her shoulder at the same time, a tongue swiped up her pussy slit, Abby screamed into the pillow, then jerked her head around to find that Thad had joined them. His eyes met hers, and he winked before burying his face between her spread legs once more. The dual attention of the two men sent her spiraling out of control.

Harry chuckled next to her ear. “Surprise, baby. Looks like I have help. I think it’s safe to say that you are now royally screwed.”

Be sure to pre-order your copy today to find out what happens next!

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Time For an Excerpt!

Here is the first excerpt of book 14 of the Men of the Border Lands series, Their New Beginnings.

“Yeah, you just see how far you’ll get out there on your own, bitch. If it wasn’t for us, you’d have already died of starvation.” Bart, one of the so-called leaders of the compound, shook his head, his lips curled into a sneer.

“Maybe not, Bart. She’s got enough fat on her to last at least a week or two. Maybe someone will find her and make her their slave. I hear a lot of men out in the backwoods will take whatever they can get when it comes to a woman.” The other man laughed and threw her backpack at her feet. “Nothing in here of any importance. Let her take it. Won’t get her far.”

Abby fought back the hot tears burning in her eyes. She wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing how much their cruel words cut into her already shaky self-esteem. Before the year of catastrophes that had devastated the U.S. and, as far as she knew, the entire world, she’d been a confident, happy woman. She’d had a devoted boyfriend who’d just asked her to marry him. But Evan was gone now, killed in the horrible fire from the erupted gas lines that had swept their neighborhood in a matter of minutes.

Earthquakes, floods, and some of the most devastating weather anomalies in history had left entire states devastated from the mass destruction. The resulting plagues of diseases had further thinned the population until there were mere handfuls of the once-numerous inhabitants of the huge cities and rural countryside.

During the initial chaos that broke out, Abby, at twenty-six, had been frightened to find herself alone in a world turned upside down. She and others had moved from building to building, trying to stay one step ahead of the looting and the criminals who’d just been handed a free pass to do as they wanted. It was no wonder that after a year of sleeping with one eye open she’d breathed a sigh of relief when she stumbled on a group of people traveling to what they called The New Promise Land. It turned out to be what had once been Iowa. They planned to form a community where they could keep each other safe.

After nearly ten years of living in the community they’d boasted would be a utopia of sorts, Abby finally realized that they weren’t all equals, nor were they truly safe. The self-appointed leaders still made all of the decisions, though it was supposed to only be for a short time while they built their community and made it safe. Instead of stepping aside so that new leaders could be elected as had been planned, the group of men formed a hierarchy system much like what she’d read of early Europe. Those without alliances among that privileged group found themselves on the bottom of the ladder and tended to work the hardest to support those above them. Abby hadn’t been all that surprised to find herself at the bottom.

“I’ll be just fine. Anything’s better than doing all the work while the rest of you live the high life without getting your delicate hands dirty. Screw you, Bart! You too, Sam. The crops weren’t all that healthy this year with the drought and no one but a few of us to tote water back and forth to the fields. I’ll take my chances on my own. That way, anything I find I don’t have to give to someone else.” Abby grabbed the strap of the backpack and took several steps backward, holding no trust for the two slimy bastards watching her.

As soon as she made it to the scraggly tree line, Abby turned and slipped into the woods. There wasn’t much cover since there weren’t a lot of trees, but with all the dying undergrowth and broken limbs from previous storms, she was confident she’d hear them coming if they tried to sneak up on her.

I can’t believe they’re just letting me go. They’re going to follow me in a little while and try to hurt me or take me back. Who’s going to work for them and keep them in the luxury they’ve gotten used to?

Well, it wasn’t going to be her.

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Don't forget that it comes out on a Monday. September 19th!

Hope you enjoyed. There will be more later this weekend.

Marla Monroe

www.marlamonroe.com

Book 14 of Men of the Border Lands Available September 19!

Quick update for those still around. Book 14 has a name!  Their New Beginning  I'm working on the edits right now and it's scheduled to be released September 19th. That's a Monday y'all so don't forget me.

And, just for you, I asked for a busty, cushy heroine. Does she look better than normal? Tell me what you think. I'll post an excerpt this weekend. For now, here is a blurb for you.

Abby wants a safe place to make a home. She’s been duped into joining a community once but there’s safety in numbers. Now she’s on a quest to find the one she’s heard about in the Border Lands.

Harry and his sister are also looking for a safe place. Harry is worried about his sister. When Thad joins them, Harry believes his chances with Abby are gone.

Thad knows how dangerous it is now and has no problem sharing Abby with Thad to assure her safety, if the man would just agree. He knows Harry is worried about his sister, but Thad doesn’t want to wait until Harry makes up his mind.

Would Harry and Thad be the men to provide a home for her? First they have to agree to share her. Then they need to work together to keep her safe. Neither man wants to wait until they reach the promised land to make her theirs.

That's all for now, peeps. Thank you for sticking around while I tended to my family. I'm back and ready to rock and roll!

Marla Monroe

Dual Duties Today

One of my favorite things in the world is to watch snow fall then stand out in it at night and listen to the absolute silence that it leaves. It's as if the snow absorbs all sounds and muffles anything that might try to intrude. I always feel so peaceful when I can do that and it's been nearly ten years since there's been enough snow for me to do that. Today, I got my favorite thing and I'll be standing out in it in a few hours. :-)

I'm so excited that Their Independent Submissive is on pre-order already. Book five of the Knights in Black Leather series was so much fun to write because of Darla's son,  Tommy. He was fun and challenging to write. He's eight years old and loves baseball.

You can pre-order it at Bookstrand. It will be released for download on March 6th. Follow the above link and read more about Darla and Tommy and the two Alpha Marines who want to claim her.

While you're there looking around, remember that Their Forever Home, Book 13 of Men of the Border Lands is available for download now.

With those still living in the East slowly moving deeper into the West, lawlessness and danger is at an all time high for families, especially those with women. More and more of the original families are moving deeper into the Border Lands and joining up with a community working together to keep each other safe and provide a better life for themselves.

Vella has left a commune she never felt safe in and Lance and Carver are teaming up to locate this place they've heard about in hopes they will be allowed to stay. Their chances would be a lot better if they had a complete family, but women are hard to find these days. Imagine their surprise when Lance fishes one out of the swollen creek one day.

You can follow the diary entries of Jane on my forum. She's giving us a deeper look into what these pioneers have to face on a day to day basis. You can read the entries here on my webpage, www.marlamonroe.com    Here 

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Until later,

Marla Monroe

Their New Year's Resolution Available Now!

Single, divorced mom with three children. Sound familiar? There are a lot of them out there, struggling to make ends meet with no time for love and no delusions that there are any good men left.

Maybe not one, but could there be two?  Available now for download, Their New Year's Resolution. http://bit.ly/1xFT26n

 

Erica wasn’t exactly looking for love, but a new friend wouldn’t be bad either. But what if there were two, and they wanted to share? She didn’t think the small community would approve. She depended on them for her business and that kept her three children clothed and fed. Erica was in a bind.

 

Brent and Kent just moved to town buying one of the ranches in the area. They wanted a big family Thanksgiving with all of their brothers, sisters, and families there to celebrate. They needed help. One look at Erica when she arrived to help them get ready, and their hearts were committed. But what about hers?

In order to become a family, they had to overcome Erica’s fear of losing her business and the guy’s worry she would resent them if she did. A little Christmas magic and some revised goals just might do the trick.

Sexy Excerpt: Warning, 18+ Only"

Kent walked over to where his brother stepped out of his underwear totally nude and completely comfortable that way. When Brent stood up to his full height, it was like looking at twin images of one man only there were subtle differences if she really looked. Brent had just a little more thickness in his arm and leg muscles than his twin. Kent’s skin was maybe a shade lighter than Brent’s was. Though both men were built like Adonis on steroids, Brent was just a little more cut and Kent was just a little more relaxed than his brother.

Even without the differences in their hair length, Erica was sure she would know them anywhere. Given time to explore their bodies in much more detail, she was sure she would even know the difference if blind folded and that thought led to another one a little kinkier.

Finally, she allowed her eyes to feast on their cocks and moaned out loud to her utter embarrassment. But damn! They were beautiful. Both men had long thick dicks that had a slight curve. Heavy balls with just a dusting of hair hung between their legs as the stalks of their cocks pointed almost directly at her. It took all of her determination to lift her eyes from their amazing packages to meet their heavy lidded eyes.

As if that had been some secret signal to them, they pounced. She had no idea who removed what item of clothing, but before she realized it, Erica was as nude as they were, only her clothes had been folded and left on the dresser where theirs lay where they’d dropped it.

“You are so damn beautiful, Erica. I will never get tired of looking at you,” Brent said.

“One of the perks of there being two of us is that one of us can always lay back watch your face when you come while the other brings you there. But this time, we both want to hold you and get our cocks deep inside of you,” Kent told her.

“Have you ever had anal sex before?” Brent asked her. His voice had deepened as he ran his hands up and down her abdomen.

“Y–Yes. I didn’t like it, but I’ll try with you if you want me to,” she said.

“Babe, I can assure you we’ll make it good for you, but if it hurts we’ll stop, okay?” Brent’s strained voice told her he was more turned on than he appeared. She loved that they wanted her that much.

“Okay. I trust you,” she said. And she did. Deep down, Erica knew they wouldn’t hurt her.

“Fuck! That is the sweetest thing you could have ever said to me, babe.” Brent kissed her, sweeping his tongue into her mouth to tease hers before he pulled back and nipped at her neck.

“I’ve got to taste her before we get started, Brent. That one quick suck of her fingers last time wasn’t enough.” Kent moved down to the foot of the bed where he slipped between her legs and spread them so his shoulders would fit.

Brent pulled one of her legs higher with his hand then licked and teased her nipples while his brother blew hot hair across her wet pussy lips. All Erica could do in that moment was close her eyes and enjoy what they were doing to her. Every lick, every nip sent her senses spiraling higher and higher. She was sure she'd explode if they didn’t do something soon. Ever cell in her body was on fire.

“Please. Oh, God! I need you. I need you both so much,” she said.

Kent’s tongue continued to circle her clit then swipe more of her juices from her slit before returning to torment the little bundle of nerves again. Brent’s mouth mauled her breasts, biting just hard enough to make her squirm with pleasure. She didn’t know if she was trying to pull away from him or move closer. All she did know was that she’d never been so turned on or felt so loved in her life. This was what sex was supposed to be like between lovers.

 

Marla

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Finding Them, Book Six of River Bend, Texas Heat series is on Preorder

What could be better than two sexy cowboys coming to the rescue of Sierra who's at the mercy of a blackmailer intent on having her and her land.

Sierra is in over her head. She has more responsibilities than she can handle, two sisters in college, and a ranch under foreclosure. All she’s been able to do for the last eight years is take care of everyone else.

Rollan and Thorne are new to the area but are instantly attracted to Sierra, with her quiet strength and sensual beauty. More than anything, they want to see her happy. When they find out she’s being blackmailed with her ranch, the men come up with a plan where they can spend more time trying to convince her that they are meant to be a family.

Sierra’s unexpected attraction to the two men is baffling. She’s afraid to trust her instincts where they’re concerned but accepts their offer of help, putting herself close enough to get burned. Are Rollan and Thorne the answer to her prayers, or will they be her downfall?

 

 

Don't you just love this cover? They nailed it with the tattoos. The one on the horse makes my mouth water. What about yours? Is he good enough to be a book boyfriend? I think so.

 

Be sure and sign up on my website to be a part of the fun and games. I'm going to be providing excerpts, character guest stars, and lots more beginning after Thanksgiving. The coming soon area will provide what I'm working on, what books are in edits, and what books are on preorder. Then I'll tell you when it's out and when it's on Amazon. www.marlamonroe.com

 

Now how about an excerpt of Finding Them?

 

     Thorne dropped her on the bed with a bounce then set to work on removing her jeans. Rollan climbed on the bed and attacked her breasts once more, but had lost his shirt somewhere on the way to the bedroom. She welcomed him with open arms, eager to touch him. She loved how his hot skin felt over the hardened muscles of his arms and shoulders. They weren’t created in a gym somewhere. These were home grown and the result of long, hard hours out in the sun. She could appreciate them so much more since she’d labored trying to keep her ranch going.

The feel of callused hands on her thighs surprised her. She hadn’t even realized that Thorne had managed to remove her jeans already. She hadn’t even noticed when he’d pulled off her boots. Rollan’s hot chest, arms, and shoulders had her totally mesmerized.

 “Spread these sweet thighs for me, baby. I want to see that pretty pussy,” Thorne told her. “Aw, hell, Rollan. She has the softest curls down here, and she trims it. I like how everything below that clit is bare for us.”

“Please, Thorne. Touch me,” she cried out as Rollan sucked hard on one of her nipples while pinching the other one.

“Oh, I’m going to do a lot more than touch you, Sierra,” he said.

 In the back of her mind, she worried that she’d just jumped head-on into something she wasn’t ready for, but the way they made her feel soon drowned out the warnings. She wasn’t going to let her brain talk her out of this. They said they cared about her and wanted her for her, not for her land. They were already getting that. Why would they seduce her unless they truly did want her?

Thorne gently spread her pussy lips and the feel of his hot breath against her wet flesh sent chills down her spine. He slid his tongue from her slit up to circle her clit and hummed against the swollen bud.

 “Damn you taste good,” he said.

“Oh, God, that feels so good,” she groaned. He licked her pussy, drawing the wet lips into his mouth to suck on before starting all over again.

 The more he licked, the more her cunt ached to be filled. It felt so damn good, but she needed more of them. She wanted to see them and taste them as well. Sierra wanted them to fill her with their cocks and fuck her into next week. She’d gone without everything for so long that now that it was within her reach, she wanted it all and she wanted it now.

“Please, Thorne,” she whined.

 “What, baby? What do you want?” he asked as he stabbed her pussy with his stiffened tongue.

“Fuck me. I want you both to fill me up.”

“Aw, honey. We’re going to take good care of you. Relax and feel how good it can be,” Rollan said before nipping the side of her breast.

“Is this what you want, Sierra?” Thorne asked as he slid one finger deep into her pussy.

 “Yes!” she hissed. “More.”

He chuckled before adding a second digit and thrust both of them in and out of her cunt, varying the speed and depth until she wanted to scream with frustration. She wanted to come, but she wanted them inside of her, too.

 “Look at her face, Thorne. She’s all pink and her mouth is open, just begging for a dick to suck on,” Rollan said in a raspy voice. “Hell, I want to fuck her tits and her mouth. I don’t know what to do first.”

Thorne’s deep laugh vibrated along her pussy, sending sparks deep into her core. Sierra wiggled, trying to get more friction from his fingers as he pumped them in and out of her sopping-wet slit. She was about to beg him to fuck her again when he did something with those nifty fingers that curled them in just the right spot to rub over her sweet spot.

 Her loud moan had both men groaning with her as she bucked beneath them. The pleasure building with each stroke of Thorne’s fingers and twist of Rollan’s on her nipples promised to be more than she’d ever felt before. Sierra raced toward it, eager to find out just how hard she could come and how high she could fly.

Thorne seemed to pick up on the urgency as his strokes grew faster and his tongue rasped over her clit in tighter and tighter circles. When he curled his fingers deep in her cunt and stroked that special place while sucking hard on her clit, Sierra screamed as wave after wave of ecstasy poured over her in a warm wash that took her breath.

 Rollan climbed off the bed as she floated down from the high they’d given her. She realized he’d completely undressed when he straddled her waist and his thick dick bobbed near her face. The spongy head looked almost purple and the thick shaft jerked as if it had a mind of its own.

 

 

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Have a very safe and happy Thanksgiving. List your blessings and hug your family. They won't always be there.

 

Marla

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Another Book On The Pre-Release Wagon

Sharing The Female From Earth, the first book in my new spin off series, Lost in Space is out for pre-release now at Siren Bookstrand. http://www.bookstrand.com/node/875220

This is a spin off of the Men of Space Station One books. While on their way to planet Omega, something happens and they find themselves, crash landing on an unknown planet with no idea what to expect.

I'm gearing up for another release party on Friday August 1, 2014.  There will be more prizes and a fabulous Miche bag! The link to the Release Party Page is. https://www.facebook.com/events/244729722404499/?ref_dashboard_filter=upcoming

Be sure to stop by often and see what is going on there from now till August 3rd!  I'm going to be giving away prizes, excerpts, and more.

To enter in for a prize, post the link to the event page on all your social media sites like your Facebook page, your Twitter account and on your blog! Pinterest, and more. For each place you post it, I'll put your name in the pot for more prizes! Message me on facebook the link to your post.

Here is the cover for the first book in the Lost in Space series. What do you all think?

Check out the excerpts at Bookstrand here  http://www.bookstrand.com/node/875220

Make sure you check out my other books there and on Amazon. http://amzn.to/1o3gqq6

 

More later!

Marla Monroe



Can you believe we're already on book 12 of the Border Lands series?! That's not the only thing exciting about this next book. "Their Border Lands Freedom" is out for PRE-ORDER now ( http://www.bookstrand.com/their-border-lands-freedom ) and I'll be doing a giveaway for the release on June 6th! You can find the release party and giveaway here: https://www.facebook.com/events/740981489295723/?ref_dashboard_filter=calendar
Excited? I know I am! To add to your excitement, here's the book description and adult excerpt ;-)

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Their Border Lands Freedom

Lyssa has been a prisoner for seven years before one stranger sets her free and another offers the safety of a family as their women. With a world gone crazy and women only a commodity, she believes they are her best chance at survival, but can she trust them?

Wade and Stanton don’t really know each other very well, but agree to share Lyssa to ensure her freedom and to keep her by their side. Stanton’s lived in the city with few skills relevant to a harsher way of life. Wade was a rancher, working with his hands all his life. Together they provide the safety and security Lyssa needs as they look for a home. Finding a community that will accept them seems impossible with so much ground to cover, but their lives and their hard won freedom depends on it.

http://www.bookstrand.com/their-border-lands-freedom 

 

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

As he gazed down at Lyssa’s still-flushed face, Stanton had a moment to worry that he was making the wrong decision to share her with Wade. He glanced over to where the other man remained stretched out next to her, a sated smile evident even in the dim light. Their eyes met and Wade must have seen the uncertainty in his expression because he nodded at him, mouthing that it was “okay.” Stanton wasn’t sure about that, but he had already committed himself to Lyssa and sharing her with Wade. He couldn’t back out now. It would hurt her and he had no intentions of ever letting anyone, including himself or Wade, hurt her again.

Letting the doubt and uncertainty slip away, he lifted her legs over his arms gazed down at her face. There was no doubt there. Nor did he see any fear or worry. Stanton had to let that be enough to assure him that she wanted him. When she suddenly reached up with both hands toward him, something shifted inside of him, and Stanton no longer worried that they had cornered her into something she considered to be the lesser of two evils.

He leaned forward and let her cup his face in her hands before she dropped them to his chest where she stroked him, raking her short nails across his taut nipples. The sensation had him jerking forward so that his aching cock bumped against her pussy.

“Yes,” Lyssa hissed out.

Stanton groaned and reached down, grasping his cock. He rubbed it up and down her saturated slit, teasing them both in the process. He couldn’t stop the groan that eased from his mouth. The feel of all that heated wetness against the crown of his shaft had his balls rolling already.

“Fuck! You’re going to burn me up, darling,” he said through gritted teeth.

Lyssa wrapped her legs around his hips as he slowly pressed forward, sinking his cock a mere inch inside her hot tunnel. He could only imagine how much better it would be when he was all the way inside her tight cunt. Just the thought of it had him easing deeper inside of her. Fear of hurting her kept him from thrusting all the way in right away. She’d said it had been a long time for her, and if she’d not been molested while she’d been in Barter Town, then it had been at least seven years.

“Don’t stop! Please, Stanton. Don’t tease me like this. I want you,” she said as she gasped for breath.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Lyssa. Just relax, darling.”

“You’re not going to hurt me. Fuck me! I need you.”

Stanton was almost at the end of his rope now anyway. Her urging him on even as his balls burned to release had him pushing all the way inside of her until the crown of his dick bumped hard against her cervix. Instead of crying out in pain as he’d expected, Lyssa groaned dug her fingers into his hips, holding him there nestled deep within her fist-tight cunt.

After nearly a full second, Stanton pulled back and slowly sank into her again. Over and over he tunneled deep inside of her, groaning when she squeezed her vaginal muscles around him. Each contraction of her cunt had him fighting to hold back his orgasm. She had to come first. He'd be damned if he shot off like some kid with his first fuck.

The sight of Wade lowering his head to suck on a nipple startled him out of rhythm at first, but the sheer bliss he saw on Lyssa’s face calmed him some. Together they could give her more pleasure than she’d ever had before. He just had to get used to it and remember that she was all that mattered. Her safety and her happiness meant everything to him. If that meant he had to share her with Wade, Stanton could do it.

BDSM Keeps The Wheels Going Round! Bound by Their Kisses Out Today!

This is book four in my Knights In Black Leather Series.
Tessa Green isn’t looking for one man much less two, but Zander Keys and Tag Hodges aren’t taking no for an answer where she’s concerned. She’s just getting on her feet after fleeing one controlling boyfriend. Why would she risk her hard won independence with two Doms? They are members of the local BDSM club and the epitome of controlling men.

Zander and Tag know Tessa is the woman for them the moment they saw her. She’s gorgeous even if she is on the thin side, but a little tender loving care would take care of that. They try to convince her to go out but find she’s not willing to take the chance. After nearly a year of keeping their distance, they set out to show her that allowing someone to care for her and dominate her pleasure isn’t the same thing as dictating her life.

Can they convince her before she runs again?
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Comment on what BDSM means to you or what you think about it here or on my Facebook pages to be entered in the drawing for prizes!

What do you think about BDSM? It means different things to different people. For some, it's just a fun thing to play around with to spice things up in the bedroom. But for others, its a very serious way of life—a lifestyle that holds ritual and meaning for them.

From playing around with restraints to using a light flogger though isn't anything to play around with. Always remain aware, stay safe, and never, ever play with anyone you don't know or is well known by a trusted friend. Remember, Safe, Sane Consensual.

When working with restraints, always keep a pair of scissors strong enough to cut through the restraints in use and make sure there is enough room that the circulation isn't cut off.

Number one! No drinking and flogging! Not for the top or the bottom, the Dom or the sub. Never drink when you play. It is just too dangerous!

Now for an excerpt!

Zander chuckled when she opened her mouth then closed it, at a loss as to what to say to that. Then he none too gently dropped her on the bed to bounce once before Tag covered her with his big body. She squealed when he buried his face between her breasts and growled. Then all fun and games disappeared as both men settled down to explore and taste every inch of her body.

“So sweet and soft,” Zander murmured as he nuzzled her neck, licking and kissing his way from her ear down to her shoulder. “I can’t wait to find out what your pussy tastes like, kitten.”

“She’s going to drive me crazy until I get inside of her,” Tag told him.

Tessa couldn’t figure out how they were able to talk when she didn’t have anything under her mouth and yet she still couldn’t manage a syllable. The moment they got down to business, all rational thought left her mind and her tongue’s dexterity in forming words had disappeared. They were doing wild and amazing things to her already. What in the hell would happen to her when they finally fucked her?

Tag licked and nipped at her breasts, making sure that his hands stayed just as busy as his mouth. They plumped and squeezed until he finally closed his lips over one nipple and sucked. Then the fingers of one hand found and teased the other nipple at the same time. When he gently nipped at the one in his mouth, his fingernails pulled at the other one. Tessa arched her back and groaned, unsure why she didn’t just come on the spot from his breast play alone.

Combined with Zander’s suck and bite along her neck and shoulders, it was too much. Her pussy leaked her juices enough that she felt it seep around to the crack of her ass. She needed them to take her, now, while she was aching so hotly for them. If they didn’t, Tessa was positive that something inside of her would break. She felt wound tighter than a windup toy that had been left unsprang for too long.

“Please. Do something. I need you,” she panted.

“Oh, baby. We haven’t even gotten started good yet.” Tag’s words sounded more like a warning or a threat than they did anything else.

Zander’s chuckle didn’t comfort her either. What did they want from her? Were they trying to drive her insane? She was already there. All that was missing was the padded room and straitjacket.

“I can’t stand it any longer. I need to taste her juices. I can smell her, and it’s got my cock so hard I’m going to be able to trace the zipper pattern on it from my jeans.” Zander pushed back from her and disappeared from sight.

Tag chuckled. “Take them off, man. They’ll just slow you down later anyway.”

She could hear Zander off to the side then the sound of more rifling of clothing. She could almost see him in her head, stripping out of the denim to reveal his stiff, hard cock and heavy balls. She’d never seen them, but imagined from the way he’d felt pressed against her that he was quite large.

The bed dipped at her feet and hot skin pressed between her thighs, shoving them wider apart. Zander was there. Right next to her aching pussy. She felt a puff of warm air across the wet sensitive lips just before his tongue laved her from slit to clit.

“Fuck!” Nothing could have stopped her from crying out or the moan that followed.

“Later, kitten. Right now I’m enjoying my delicious treat for being such a good boy and giving you time to get to know us,” Zander said in a husky, strained voice. “And you do taste good, so very good.”

“Lick her dry, Z. When I get ready for my treat, we’ll make her come so I can have some,” Tag told him.

“Oh, I plan to. There’s no way I’m leaving one drop of her honey to go to waste.”

Tessa thought she’d come just from their words. They were going to destroy her. She’d never survive them should they be teasing her about having a relationship. There would be no need to leave town and find another place to settle to start over. She’d just shrivel up and die.

“Oh, God!” Tessa gasped when Zander spread her pussy lips to spear her slit with his tongue. The mild friction was just strong enough to have her squirming to get closer but not nearly enough to give her any relief.

“Help me keep her still, Tag. She’s squirming like a little piglet down here.” Zander’s mild chuckle didn’t soften her outrage at being compared to a pig.

“Pig? Did you just call me a pig?” she huffed out.

“Baby pigs are cute, Tessa. All pink and squirmy, just like you,” Zander said.

Tag moved slightly so that his upper body helped hold her abdomen still. It didn’t stop him from his almost obsessive worship of her breasts with his hands and mouth. They seemed to always be aware of what the other was doing, because when Tag caught one nipple between his teeth and tugged on it, flicking it with his tongue, Zander followed suit with her clit, driving her to the brink of climax before backing off again.

Over and over they played with her, until she begged them to let her come. Zander hummed his approval of her seeping juices, thrusting two fingers into her cunt to stroke along the sensitive tissues until she was sure she’d go mad with need. The way he tongued her clit had her pumping her hips as much as she was able with Tag laying across her abdomen.

Finally, as if they’d planned it, the two men coordinated their efforts so that Tessa’s mind went numb from the explosion of pleasure that coursed through her body from their attentions. Tag flattened one nipple against the roof of his mouth while he pinched the other one. Zander sucked hard on her clit as he stroked her sweet spot inside her wet cunt.

She was sure she screamed their names, but for the life of her, Tessa couldn’t remember as she panted through the amazing sensations flooding her body.

Hannah's Stolen Men on Pre-Order

Hey everyone! Don't forget to check out my newest book Hannah's Stolen Men! It's my 10th book of The Men of Space Station One series. It's on Pre-Order right now, but you can own it on Feb. 28th!
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When Hannah Engels takes the place of Porter Jones and Edward Stafford’s intended wife, she expects a little resentment at first, but for how long? Can the men eventually forgive her and give their family a chance on the new planet of Alpha, or will her deceit ruin their chance at love?

Porter is willing to give the lady a chance, but Edward’s past might get in the way of things. The three of them circle each other warily while trying to adjust to the new planet they have traveled to with all of its hidden dangers.

They are all shocked to learn that the planet seems to be altering their cells, making their children become more than human. When Hannah immediately ends up pregnant, Edward is suspicious, hurting Hannah with his accusation. It’s up to Porter to mend their broken fences and Hannah to give her stolen men another chance.

Already On PreOrder! Hannah's Stolen Men

I haven't even caught my breath from River's Biker Heroes and now book ten of The Men of Space Station One is out! I really enjoyed writing this one. Hannah was so worried about showing up when she wasn't who the two heroes were expecting. It made for some interesting tension and conversation.

You can preorder it http://www.bookstrand.com/node/867093 here now. It's scheduled to officially come out on Friday, February 28th!

I'll have another drawing and give away then to celebrate. Be sure to watch Facebook and here to comment for your chance to win!

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Marla Monroe
www.marlamonroe.com

Decisions, Decisions

How do you choose where you will go each year? There are so many conventions, conferences, and workshops out there to choose from. I’m totally overwhelmed! I want to go to them all. If I went to even half of them, I’d get nothing written though.

How do you decide where to go? Here is what I do.

·       I put them all on one calendar with where they are located

·       I put the cost of the convention on it

·       I put the general cost of travel/hotel on it.

·       I cross out anything that is just too expensive for me to handle.

·       I highlight all of the ones I’ve gone to in the past that seemed to show me a good return on my investment. (# of books sold during that week and the week after, number of hits and friends on my website and Facebook during that week and the week after, and compare it to the cost to see what my ratio of cost to potential sells is.)

·       I highlight in another color those that I’ve been to where I didn’t see quite the same results.

·       I put an * by those I’ve never, ever been to that are in a place I’ve never been, like, say Seattle, Washington or Idaho.

·       I choose the three main ones that I plan to go to based on if I can be a featured author and/or give a workshop/sit on a panel.

·       Then I cross off all the others in that month. I can’t go to more than one in a month. Tried that and have the nervous breakdown report to prove it.

·       Next, I check with all the rest to see if I can present or give a workshop or panel and go from there. If I can, I pick out those in areas I’ve not been to for a new experience and chance at reaching new readers. I cross out all of the rest in that month.

·       I don’t go to workshops or conventions in November or December unless they are one day affairs near me.

·       If I get a personal request from a reader, I try to accommodate them since they rock! And they took the time to contact me. If it is possible, I will come. If not for the entire thing, then maybe for a day to visit with that reader.

·       If I get a request from a convention/workshop coordinator to be a featured author or workshop presenter, I will try to work those in as well. That is always an honor to be asked out of thousands and thousands of other authors out there.

So, I now have about five maybe six workshops/conventions I’m planning to attend. That’s six weeks out of every year that I get very little writing down which means I have to double up the rest of the year! Yikes!  How do I do that?

Well, I cut out things that a lot of people do without even thinking about it most every day.

·       I don’t watch TV—at all! End of story. I plow through the news on my computer for top stories that I need to know about. I listen to other people talk about news when I’m commuting, eating, or otherwise occupied but hear them chattering.

·       I buy/rent/stream movies and TV series that are of interest to me for writing such as Sons of Anarchy and Dexter and Gigolos and True Blood to watch short takes when I’m writing that particular genre for inspiration, to get in the mindset, and for entertainment. But only short bits, like one episode at a time.

·       I listen to books on tape in my genres whenever I’m in my car when I’m alone or exercising, using my MP3 player.

·       I read at doctor’s offices, waiting on appointments, on planes, at railroad tracks, red lights, stop signs…well you understand. I don’t normally take a few hours every day to read. I need to write. Sometimes I will have an excellent weekend of writing and reward myself with half a day of reading. Those days are rare and very, very special!

·       I shop on line and have everything except perishables delivered to the house so I don’t waste time browsing at the store for things I don’t need and can’t afford anyway only to waste even more time waiting in long annoying checkout lines.

·       I make the most out of any non-writing time I take. For example, if I’m going to have to get up to go to the bathroom, I also get a refill on my water, drop off dirty clothes, and pick up any mail, and folded clothes to be put away.  If I have to leave to go somewhere, I plan my trip so that I don’t waste time doubling back for other errands, like going to the bank, post office, pharmacy, etc.

·       I have a unique work schedule since I work at the EDJ Monday through Wednesday from 6:30am till 6:30pm. Then I’m off Thursday through Sunday’s to write. I do edits, promo, and the business side of things after work on Mondays thru Wednesdays until 10pm. Then I’m off to bed. On Thursday’s through Sundays, I write, write, write. Yes, things interrupt me that have to be handled, but everyone has that. Plus, it keeps me from getting stiff sitting in my chair for 12 hours a day non-stop!

So, that’s how I make up for going to conventions and workshops five or six times a year. I do one other thing that helps make up my word counts. I schedule a week’s “vacation” where I go to my writing retreat where there’s nothing to interrupt me (for the most part) and I’m alone and can write non-stop. I also schedule one or two long weekends at my writing retreat for the same thing.

Is this the best way to do it? I highly doubt it. No two authors are the same. All of us are unique, which is why we have so many different writing styles and ideas. What works for me won’t work for someone else. What works for them, wouldn’t work for me.

Some of you are going to read this and think one of two things.

1) I don’t really do this. I’m just making it up. Many of my colleagues will tell you, that yes, I really do live like this. I’m different from others. I don’t have children. (I do have my parents living with me) I don’t have a big social live, but I do have writer friends who I talk with and visit occasionally. It’s not for everyone or even a few others. If I’m not writing, I feel guilty and get nervous and the voices in my head start talking about ways to torture me. Believe me. You don’t want my voices discussing the merits of one technique of torture over another!

2) You’re going to say I’m crazy and probably an introvert. Well, you’re right. I am crazy and an introverted hermit except when I’m at conventions and workshops. Then I will talk your ear off because I haven’t had anyone to talk to for about the last forty-five weeks!!!

Okay, I got off on a tangent. Choosing what conventions and workshops to attend isn’t easy and more than likely, something will come up to throw you off just when you thought you had it all worked out. That’s okay. Another opportunity will come up.  I’m posting my planned 2014 schedule on my website www.marlamonroe.com and here. Just be for-warned.

Sh*t Happens!

For a complete list of all Conventions/Conferences/ Workshops that I’ve got information on, check back later and I’ll post a link to my spreadsheet.

For all of you wonderful readers out there, have a great week and hope to hear from you sometime. Maybe I will even meet you at a con.

For all of you busy writers, don’t change your process if it works. If you see something you like that someone else does, try tweaking your process and if it doesn’t work, go back to your original method. You don’t lose anything by trying something new, but you might miss out on something if you don’t.

 

 

 March 21-22, 2014

MidSouth Con

Memphis, TN at Hilton Memphis

939 Ridgelake Blvd. Memphis, TN  38120

http://www.midsouthcon.org/

April 9-13, 2014

Las Vegas, Nevada

Details Coming Soon

 

June 19-22, 2014

RomCon Denver, CO

Crowne Plaza, Denver Airport

http://www.romcon.com/index.html

 

July 23-26, 2014

Romance Writers of American Convention

34^th Annual Conference

San Antonio Marriott Rivercenter & Marriott Riverwalk

In San Antonio, TX

http://www.rwa.org/p/cm/ld/fid=538

 

August 21-26, 2014

BDSM Writers Conference

New York, NY Manhattan

Hotel TBA Later

http://bdsmwriterscon.com/

Check out my BDSM Author Page

 

September 18-21, 2014

RAW

Lora Leigh’s Reader Appreciation Weekend

Hagerstown, Maryland

Website to follow soon

 

October 9-12, 2014

Destiny Blaine’s Writing Workshop & Reader Rally

LaQuinta Inn and Suites

10150 Airport Parkway

Kingsport, TN  37663

http://destinyblaineworkshop.blogspot.com/