Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Cauldron of Tales Anthology coming 10-1-12!



I am happy to say that Cauldron of Tales Anthology is now available on Smashwords and Amazon.com So very excited about this one.

Sonia Hightower, Lorraine Nelson, Chacelyn Pierce and Angelina Rain are also authors in the anthology.

There is something for everyone in this little Halloween gem.

When five witches with wild imaginations get together, the pot boils over with trouble, romance, and sensuality.

In The Devil’s Berries, readers are taken back to Renaissance England where Sabine, facing her last night alive, reveals how the witch really came to be associated with the broomstick. Will her nightly visitor bring her more trouble or will he give her peace?

Cindy can’t decide if she’s Hexed Or Vexed her longtime friend, Killen. All she knows is that one second he was her very manly friend, and the next, he’s a dog. Can her Witchy Group on Facebook help her fix the mess, or will she be burdened with a comical canine companion the rest of her days?

Willow Vance is a poor excuse for a witch, and by some stroke of luck, the six-year-old Past Potion she crafted worked. When the hexed warlock finds out about Willow's curse, he will stop at nothing for her to lift the spell. Willow can run, but does she want to?

Alone for Halloween, Bryn is ready to take some frustrations out on her purple battery-operated toy, but she’s in for a surprise when the Toy Soldier becomes a flesh-and-blood man. Grateful to be free of his plastic curse, Byron will do anything for her...no matter how naughty.

A dance of seduction under The Light of the Moon turns into a night of passion, but will that be enough for Aponi to keep the man of her dreams enchanted? Or will the flame that was ignited die out just as quickly as it sparked?

Danica finds herself confused after a trip to the carnival with her best friend and coworker. She’s been attracted to Lisette for months, but are her feelings really being reciprocated, or was there A Sappho Spell cast in Madame Lilith’s tent?





Where to find us:

Cauldron of Tales webpage: http://cauldronoftales.webstarts.com/

The authors webpages:
http://lorrainenelson.weebly.com
www.chacelynpierce.com
http://www.nikkiprince.blogspot.com
http://www.angelina-rain.com
http://tarachevrestt.weebly.com/index.html


Buylinks:
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Cauldron-of-Tales-ebook/dp/B009GN98QO/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&qid=1348670716&sr=8-9&keywords=cauldron+of+tales
Smashwords: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/226200
All Romance Ebooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-cauldronoftales-938323-140.html

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Wow holy blog stops!!!



Please can I beg you all for some visits? Warning excerpt is hot for Demon Mine
I am at author Charisma Knights blog

http://charismaknight.blogspot.com/2012/09/guest-blogger-nikki-prince.htmland


I am also at Musing Sallie's- 
http://www.ravishingromances.com/2012/09/author-interview-nikki-prince-\
on-her.html


Also I have the blog stop for the Cauldron of Tales anthology with a
giveaway-
http://www.bethyarnall.com/?p=2068 at Beth Yarnall's lovely blog.

Cauldron of tales is also on the love fantastic Mistress Anya's blog: 
  http://apmassie.com/cauldron-of-tales-five-witches-with-wild-imaginations/


Thank you so much for those who have gone. I know its more of the same...lol...but promo ...promo ...promo right? Thanks again in advance.


Almost done with all the blogs...for a bit.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Guest Author Kim Carmichael 9-19-12



Welcome Author Kim Carmichael!  Kim will be giving away one ebook copy of Hands On Me and a lovely necklace. (Picture of the necklaces at the bottom).  Please leave a comment and email to enter).

Blushing At My Computer Screen:

Romance and erotic romance authors have a rare opportunity to live out fantasies we may never dreamed possible.  In our minds we can make love to a werewolf, or travel in time for a romantic rendezvous.  It really is an amazing job for someone who likes to live in his or her head!

However, along with this type of writing fun comes certain situations where even I have blushed at my computer screen:

Here are my top five blushable moments:

1.      The first time I wrote the word nipples -  Not peaks, not tight apex, but nipples.  It was my first foray into learning how not to use euphemisms for everything.  I actually turned away from my monitor as I typed the word, but I also crossed over the threshold into being a real author who doesn't use purple prose.

2.      Dealing with the condom -  Unless we are writing historical or paranormal, safe sex is important, and many publishing houses require it.  Somehow putting the condom on gives me no trouble, but the whole disposing of it seems to perplex me.  It is not something that you want to spend a lot of time talking about, or at least I don't.   I finally resorted to researching proper condom etiquette.  FYI the rule is that the man is responsible or dealing with his own… disposal.  For my story that was just released, Hands On Me, I managed to turn this once awkward scene, into something that helped move the plot along.

3.      Shaving and grooming – I never really discussed this at length, but then I had a critique that asked me to describe my hero's "situation." Every generation seems to have their own standards for handling their grooming.  Right now the trend is for little to no pubic hair.  I know use this to show something about my character.  Is my hero male a metrosexual who keeps everything perfect?  Or do I have a man who doesn't care about following the crowd?  In a upcoming story I actually used this, not only as comic relief, but to show how my hero changes once he's in love.

4.      Double Penetration – Anyone who writes sex scenes knows that it has to be more than an instruction sheet, but somehow my first double penetration scene gave me tons of trouble and lots of deep blushes.  There were just so many parts and pieces to fit together correctly, and I had to make sure my readers would understand what I meant.  I wrote the scene first as an outline making sure I had everything in the right place, and then came back and added in the plot, etc.  However, in a ménage romance, this scene can be one of the most emotional.

5.      Pushing My Own Limits –There have been many times where I have been lying in bed thinking about a sexy scene, it may push the boundaries, or sound a little left of center, but I have found that one hundred percent of the time when I go with my gut, push past my own boundaries and write the scene as I envisioned, it turns out much better.  For my upcoming story, The Promise, I was curious as to what would happen if my heroine was denied her orgasm, I went at it full-throttle, and it goes down as one of my favorite scenes I have ever written. 

One thing I have learned from writing erotic romance is that if it turns me on, it has a better chance of doing the same to my readers.  At the end of the day, isn't that what we all want? 

I wish you all happy and sexy reading!


Hands on Me
Kim Carmichael
Agent Gwen Fredricks is a living target.  Captured after a failed mission, the code to crack a safe has literally been permanently hidden on her.  To free herself, she must retrieve a final key.   All
Agent Colin Alexander has to do to avoid a desk job is get a code said to be on an enemy agent.   He never dreamed it would actually be on the agent, especially Gwen.
The simple shoot-and-swoop mission takes a turn for these two sometime-lovers and full-time rivals when they call a truce to give into their desire.  Now with the promise to keep both hands on each other at all times, they share a night together.  Loyalties are tested when Gwen manages to swipe the key away, and Colin discovers the code carefully embedded into Gwen's tramp stamp tattoo in a glow of UV light.  When morning comes they must decide if what they feel for each other is worth betraying their agencies.

About the Author:
Kim Carmichael began writing eight years ago when her love of happy endings inspired her to create her own.  She has a weakness for bad boys and techno geeks, and married her own computer whiz after he proved he could keep all her gadgets running.  When not writing, she can usually be found slathered in sunscreen trolling Los Angeles and helping top doctors build their practices.

Excerpt:
"Stop!" A man yelled.
The barrel of another gun met her inches from her face. She tensed, not from the gun, but from the familiar inflection in his voice. The position of both their weapons hid the man's face.
"Get in and lower your gun, or we'll both lose."                
"Back up and lower yours, or you won't have a hand left." No one told her what to do, not ever again. The click of her cocking her weapon echoed around them.
He stepped back. "Get in and close the door."
With her gun still raised, she stepped and waited for her opponent to flinch first.
"Now." He moved a fraction of an inch.
She did the same, and with the silent acknowledgement they would both comply, they lowered their guns in unison. She almost shot herself in the foot at the sight of the man who greeted her. Before she made a mistake, she de-cocked her gun and shook her head. "Colin?" Her body betrayed her by trembling. Was this her punishment?
"Gwen." He shoved the gun in his waistband. "You're the one. I would have never guessed."
Think. She screamed at herself to remember her training, and not allow him to best her or distract her. She glanced around the room, giving her time to not look at him. Agents were supposed to be everyday people and blend in, but Colin Alexander stood out. From the moment she quite literally fell into his lap through a two-story ceiling three years ago, she wasn't sure why his agency chose such a standout. She supposed his combed-back black hair and golden eyes were some bizarre form of female torture.










Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Demon Mine is here! 9-12-12

I am so excited to share with you all the release of Demon Mine. It's my pride and joy and I was so happy when I received the acceptance letter from Evernight Publishing saying that they wanted it. Evernight was who I wanted this story to go to from the beginning. They didn't disappoint me at all with their hard work, the most excellent cover art and getting me through edits.

For your chance to win a free copy, please comment on this post and also leave your email if you wish to be entered into the giveaway!

Buylinks:
Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/demon-mine-by-nikki-prince/
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Demon-Mine-Karmic-Lust-ebook/dp/B00999G31I/ref=sr_1_5?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1347433530&sr=1-5&keywords=nikki+prince
ARe: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-demonmine-939884-140.html
Here's the blurb and an excerpt:

Samael is a fallen angel doomed to repeat his life and love for Lilianna Jackson over and over again. That is until she finally remembers who she is and the reason for the curse that has befallen them both. For you see, Lilianna was once Lilith the first wife of Adam and the lover of Samael. Are they doomed to keep repeating the past? Or will there be a new future for the reincarnated lovers?

Excerpt:
Liliana Jackson sat on the bed in the darkened room. Her breath was ragged as she eagerly waited for her lover to arrive. The need she felt was always instant when she thought of him. The slightest movement of cloth from her sundress scraping over her hard nipples tortured her as her bare pussy dampened. She glanced at the small clock on the wall opposite her bed. It would be only a matter of minutes before he stepped across the threshold.


She tried to be patient and wait. She let out a whimper, trying her best to wait for him, but failing. Slowly, she slipped her dress up her thighs, baring her shaved pussy to the air in the room, parting her legs while she leaned back onto the pillows; her fingers teased along her slit in one smooth stroke. She slid two fingers around her wet entrance, and then leisurely teased her clit. Liliana inched one, then two fingers inside of her drenched folds with a moan. She rocked her hips to push them in deeper as her head fell back against the pillow.


She groaned once more as she neared orgasm. One without him. He'd want to punish her, and she'd welcome it. She loved it when he acted all badass around her. In fact, she wanted it. Even as independent as she had always been, she needed his commanding presence, lust and strength. It fueled all of those things within her as well. His needs fed her needs. Her eyes moved to the door. She grinned. There he stood, leaning against the doorjamb, arms crossed over his muscled chest. He looked angry—the edges of his mouth turned down and narrowed eyes fixed on her undulating body.


“Hello, lover.­” Her words were a raspy purr of arousal.


Samael, her lover and the object of her lusts, filled the doorway with his presence. Samael, with his lithe, muscular body, tattoos on his arms, long, dark hair that fell past his shoulders, and when angry, eyes so dark they were fathomless against his paler skin. He was her dark demon, the possessor of her very being, her soul. He continued to stand there, arms crossed over his chest. Samael’s dark eyes turned hazel as they slowly traveled her body to focus on her fingers, which continued to thrust in and out of her pussy. The change in eye color was a sure sign of his rising lust, a hue she was well acquainted with and wanted … no, craved to see.


"I ordered you to wait, Lili." She heard the impatience in his voice.


Biting back a small moan, she arched her back up off the bed, her eyes still connected with his as her fingers curled to stroke her g-spot.


"You order me to do a lot of things, Sami. I don't always listen."


 He gave a low warning snarl. A groan from her was the response he received. He hated when she shortened his name from Samael to Sami. Her eyes moved down his body with leisure, exploring every nuance that made up the fabulous male standing before her. The black t-shirt fit his muscled form well, along with the black jeans that did little to hide his huge hard-on.


"You protest, yet your cock is enjoying the attention I'm giving myself. Seeing as you were late, I thought it would be okay to start without you. Honestly, do you think I would rather have your cock or my fingers?" All the while, her fingers continued to plunge into her tight core, her legs bent on the bed as she arched her back. She splayed her legs out before him so that he saw every thrust.


"Lili, you're just begging to be spanked." She shivered and ran her tongue over her bottom lip. His words sparked more need than fear. His approach was leisurely as he watched her continue to pleasure herself. She moved her free hand between her spread thighs and tugged at her clit. "Stop your fingers now. Remove them or you'll not get what you want from me."


With measured deliberation, Liliana pulled her fingers from her pussy. Keeping her eyes on Samael, she slowly, teasingly licked them clean. His eyes narrowed, and Liliana smirked. "You didn't say I couldn't taste."


"Remove the fucking dress, Lili. Do it quickly, or you will not get a chance to come as you need to. Then get your pretty little ass on your knees and hold on to the headboard." His words quickly wiped the smirk off her face. She didn't say anything as she got to her knees and slipped the sundress off, tossing it to the floor. With one last look of feigned defiance, she turned to settle on her knees with her hands clutched to the headboard. The rustling of his clothing filled the otherwise silent room, and then they were skin to skin. His cock, hard and throbbing, pushed against the crease of her ass as his body pressed close to hers from behind.


Her breath caught in anticipation of his touching her as she craved. She did not say a word. If Liliana tested him, he would follow through on not letting her come. That could not happen; she wanted him bad. A soft mewl slipped from her lips as the head of his cock stroked along her dripping entrance. Her hands tightened on the headboard when he pressed into her. His lips were only an inch from her ear as he spoke with what could only be devilish delight.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

The Next Big Thing Challenge Week 12


Release date: 9-12-12! 
How this works: There are ten interview questions and I’ll answer these questions for Demon Mine and then tag five more authors who will then answer my ten questions and post on their blog. Special thanks to Tara Chevrestt for tagging me and you can check out her interview here.

Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition? Zoe Saldana and Oded Fehr.  Both of them have a bit of darkness about them that I love.  They also have the look.


What is the one sentence synopsis of your book?   Can love survive the passage of time?


Will your book be self published or represented by an agency? Evernight Publishing


How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript? About two months, give or take.


What other books would you compare this story to within your genre? Hmmm hard to say really.  It has paranormal elements, romantic elements, angels and demons, erotic elements...I would say it has something in it for everyone.


Who or what inspired you to write this book? A call for submission came out looking for a story on succubi in an erotic romance.  The muse and the characters had other ideas on how this story would be played out.


What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest? I really think that if your looking for a wonderful happily ever after look no further. :)  Angels and Demons at play.

Thank you all for playing along with me.

I am tagging:
Shyla Colt
Dahlia DeWinters
Chacelyn Pierce
Savannah Chase

Friday, September 7, 2012

Realmantic Moments: Fall Into Reading, Author Liking Party

Realmantic Moments: Fall Into Reading, Author Liking Party: Good morning readers, fans, friends, and authors! We’re so happy you could all join us for our week-long event to help our readers bett...

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Guest blogger: Shyla Colt with newest book: Cursed

Please leave a comment with email if you want to be entered into the giveaway!

Hello All :Waves: First off I’d like to thank, Nikki for letting me stop by and chat to you all about my new release, Cursed due out on October first. This is my first in the Edgeworth Men series, and I’ll be doing a blog hop focused around the town the book is set in, Baxter. I’ll be giving away a prize every week, so be sure to comment to win.  

Good Luck, Shyla 

 Welcome to Baxter where everyone knows everyone’s name…. and their business. Deep in the heart of Mississippi this town has had a rash of broken heart’s caused by the Edgeworth boys, and rumor has it, it’s not their fault. Their great-great-great granpa got them in a heap of trouble when he bamboozled a local witch and jumped town with her money. Since then every man in the Edgeworth family has had crap luck in love. You’d think the towns women would stay clear of them but once they share that flirtatious wink, show those dimples, and turn on the charm … you’re sunk. Around here one of the most popular places for dining is, Hog Heaven. The BBQ is so good, it’ll make you smack your mama, and the atmosphere is casual, perfect for warding off those first date jitters. Come and see what part it played in Cursed for Avalyn, and Colton. Be sure to comment and win for a chance to win a Hog Heaven Gift set.


Summary
It’s common knowledge the Edgeworth men are unlucky in love.  Great, great, grandpa bought them a one way ticket to heart break when he romanced the local witch’s daughter, took her money and disappeared off into the sunset. Ashamed the Voiless moved away, until now. As the eldest son, it’s up to him to persuade the Voiles women to remove the curse.  He realizes quickly he wants to keep, Avalyn Voiles for himself.  Now he just needs to make her believe his affections are real and overcome decades of bad blood...

Avalyn’s spent her whole life hearing her grandmother bad mouth the Edgeworth family. So, the last thing she expects when she returns to Baxter, was for the witty, charming, sexy Colton to be her perfect match.  Should she take a chance on love and risk history repeating itself?


Excerpt:

Fifteen minutes later, they were in front of Hog Heaven. She couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose up at the name and the apron-wearing pig with a chef’s hat that graced the giant sign in front of the tiny building. Smoke curled up from the back, and she guessed they had a smoker of some kind. 

“Now don’t let the tiny building or the name fool you. This is the best barbecue you will ever taste. The meat melts right off the bone, and it’s smoked to perfection and bursting with flavor.” Excitement filled his tone, and his face looked almost reverent. “The sauces range from tangy to sweet and hot to mild, so there’s sure to be one that’s just right for you.”

 “With a recommendation like that, I can’t wait to get in there.” 

“I hope you don’t mind eating with your hands, because that’s the only way to do it justice.”

 “I don’t have a problem with getting my hands dirty.” 

“Good to know,” he said. 

He led her inside, and she was amazed at the amount of people packed into the small space. The delectable scent that assaulted her nose the moment they entered took away all her doubts. Any place that smelled this good was sure to be a slice of heaven. There were brown picnic benches covered with red table cloths taking up every inch. On each table was a roll of paper towels and a metal basket filled with an array of sauces ranging from yellow to a ruby-red you couldn’t pay her to touch. She liked heat, but that looked downright deadly. Colton followed her line of sight and grinned. 

“That’s the devil’s brew. I don’t recommend it unless you’re into pain.” 

She laughed out loud as they entered the line of people waiting to grab a seat. It was obvious this was a popular place among the locals. “I’m gonna have to pass on that one.”

 “Smart girl.” 

They reached the end of the line and stood in front of the cash register. The meat was lined up and displayed on a carving station. She licked her lips and decided on the brisket plate with potato salad and an ice-cold sweet tea. No one produced sweet tea like the south, and she’d missed the sugary substance when they lived up North. It was served in a Mason jar with a healthy wedge of lemon. When they had piles of meaty goodness and sides on their plates, they chose a table toward the back, where it was less crowded.

 “We have nicer places here in Baxter, but I figured if I was supposed to be showing you the town, local, home-cooked cuisine would be a better fit.”

 “If it tastes half as good as it smells, this place will have a new regular.” 

He chuckled, and a lapse in the conversation came as they prepared their food. She went with the hickory brown sugar sauce on her brisket. The meat was tender and moist, and combined with the sauce, it had her closing her eyes and moaning. The smoky meat’s sweet flavor was downright orgasmic. She could feel the calories piling on top of each other. She opened her eyes and found Colton’s gaze fixed on her. Heat blossomed in her cheeks, and she cleared her throat. 

“What?”

 “Nothing. I like a woman who can eat.”

 She smirked. “I’m southern. I thought enjoying fatty foods was a requirement of girls raised in the south. ” 

“You’d be surprised.”

 Her head filled with thoughts of waif women who munched on salad and sipped on water with lemon. She suppressed a shudder. That was no way to live. She was a meat and potatoes kind of girl and liked her curves, thank you very much. She was proud of the bodacious Voiles butt and child-bearing hips she’d inherited. Unlike some, she was fortunate to have strong women in her life who taught her to buck tradition and love her form and her being for what it was. Because of all the people in the world, there was only one Avalyn Rae Voiles, and no one could do her better. 

The eye roll that accompanied Colton’s statement earned him a few more brownie points. She liked what she saw so far, but she needed to test the waters. 

Fifteen minutes later, their plates were clear and she was taking a blind leap. 

“So, I heard the local woods here are haunted. Is there any truth to that?” She took a giant gulp of sweet tea to bolster her courage and glanced up. He chuckled and shook his head. 

“I’ve never seen anything suspicious there myself, but if you ask me, there are supernatural beings out there living among us. 

 She arched an eyebrow. “That’s smart thinking.”

 “Well, I was top in my class.” 

She laughed and relaxed. Well, he was open-minded at least. That was a start. 

“Why? Do you have experiences with ghosts you feel like sharing?” 

“Maybe?” She glanced up and cast a sly smile in his direction. 

“A women of mystery, huh? I can respect that.” 

His voice washed over her like liquor. The rich tone danced along her nerves, making her nipples harden and her thighs tingle. He made her want to forget her raising and head home with him for a night of smex. Better than your average lay, smex was a nasty, dirty, no-holds-barred ride to completion. He had bigger than average feet. She knew because she’d looked. It had her mind drifting to thoughts of what those thick, calloused fingers of his would feel like over her flesh. Avalyn shifted in her seat as her mind began to fill with images totally inappropriate for the dinner table. She was a woman in the middle of a draught so long she could barely remember what it felt like to be full of a stiff cock. She licked her lips and tried not to leer as she focused on the conversation once more. A quick romp was something she could’ve had years ago. What she wanted involved rings and vows, or at the least a long term commitment. 

“So what brings you to Baxter? It’s not a city people flock to. It’s more of a town you grow up in and never leave.”

 “You don’t like it here?” 

“No, I love it. This place has spoiled me for living anywhere else. We’re a hidden jewel. I think the hidden part is why we remain unchanged by outside influence.”

 “My family is originally from here, but we branched out a few decades back to live a couple states over. My gran and my mom suddenly got the itch to rediscover our roots. The next thing I know, we’re headed back to the original Voiles homestead and buying a space out on Main Street for the store. Not that I minded really. I was tired of life in the city, and smaller towns tend to look on what we do with a kinder eye.” 

“What’s that?” he asked. 

“Make things from scratch and do our best to heal people. Maybe make this world a better place one person at a time.” She shrugged, embarrassed by her rant. 

“I like that,” he said. A soft smile curved his cupid bow’s pink lips, and she felt herself melt just a little more. “Lord knows the world’s got enough negativity in it.”

 “I like you more and more with every word you speak. That’s a rare gift you should share with the rest of your brethren.” 

His cheeks reddened, and she swore she saw panic in his widened eyes. “My brethren.” 

“Yes, men. They tend to put their feet in their mouths at least seventy-five-percent of the time.” 

“Oh, them.” He laughed, but it sounded thin and reedy. It was obviously forced. Avalyn wanted to ask him what he’d thought she meant, but she didn’t want to ruin the wonderful report they had going because of a silly, misunderstanding. 

“As much as I’d like to speak for my entire sex, I’m going to have to decline. I can’t even get my younger brothers to listen to me. Forget the entire world.”

 She laughed. “How many brothers do you have?” 

“Two. Too many.” 

“Come on, you don’t mean that, do you?”

 “Most of the time, no. Sometimes…” He trailed off and shrugged. “What about you? Do you have any siblings?” 

 “No. Despite how many times I asked my mother to give me a brother for Christmas, it never happened.”

 He sniggered and shook his head. 

She glanced down at her watch and sighed. “I’m enjoying this, but I need to head back to the shop soon.” 

“I understand how it is when you own your own business. I’ll go settle the bill.” 

She opened her mouth only to clamp it shut when he shot her a glare.

 “Don’t you dare spout any Yankee nonsense about splitting the cost. I asked you out, and you accepted, so I’m paying.”

 “Yes sir.” She gave a mock salute. 
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 I hope you enjoyed that glimpse into , Cursed. 

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