Today Picture Her Bound is going live on all the etailer sites as it’s own little novella. Okay, so it’s not really “little” but you know what I mean.
More will follow. I’m learning how to navigate the waters of self publishing as this process rolls on. So far there have been very few hiccups.Very soon Picture Her Bound will be available everywhere. If you haven’t already gotten your copy in the Midnight Ink boxed set, consider grabbing it now. Or, if you have already purchased the boxed set and enjoyed this story, consider leaving a review.
Don’t forget, Duty Bound is right around the corner!!
Officer Odalia Foucheaux is a desperate woman. Incriminating photographs of her after-hours job as a fetish model have been stolen, and she’s willing to break rules to get them back. Standing in her way? The very dominant bounty hunter Jacques Savoy.
Jacques has been watching out for Officer Foucheaux. He wants her safe from harm as much as he desires her body, her soul—and her submission. Odalia’s in trouble and struggling to walk the line of the law. His solution? Work together to find out who stole her pictures, what the thief wants and how to stop him. And if they find a pleasure unlike any other along the way, well, laissez les bons temps rouler.
Let the good times roll.
I’m going to be one of a handful of authors attending the Bondage Expo Dallas convention again this year. I went last year and it was a blast. For those who are interested in BDSM, it’s a great conference to learn, get your feet wet and meet people. They have tracks for all experience and knowledge levels, as well as some of the best presenters, riggers and teachers out there today.
There will be a book signing, and I hope that this will be the first time I get to reveal the print copies of Duty Bound–if all goes well.
So join me in B.E.D.!
In everything we do, there are milestones. Today I want to share one with you.
I got The Call.
What is The Call, you ask?
Typically, an author writes a book. Edits it. Polishes it until it’s ready for people to see it. Then the author sends it off to a few agents to see if they like it book as much as they do. An author might go through this process several times, tweaking the email they send, fixing some new issues in the book. And hopefully one day someone falls in love with not just your book, but the potential a writer has to do other things. There’s a vision there. Ideas for the future.
The agent might email, but a lot of them pick up the phone and call an author to say those magic words, “What do you think about working together?” Or some variation that means: Sign on the dotted line, I’m your agent!
I got that call. It’s been a little while. I didn’t want to say anything too early or too soon. I kind of went about this process backwards. I got a contract, then wrote a book and found an agent. Really, I’m the wonky story in the box, so I’ve wanted to be very sure of everything before I announce or say anything.
I’m officially represented by Nicole Resciniti of the Seymour Agency. Some things not only click, but they make sense. For me, this was one of those things. I’m super excited about where Nicole will guide my career and what we’ll be able to accomplish together. There are already things in the works I just want to squeal about–but can’t. All in good time, right?
There’s a long list of people to thank for pushing me to this point. I would never have gotten here without that first push to write from my best friend, Zibby. I’d have never gotten back into writing without NaNoWriMo. Then there are all the people who helped make this opportunity happen. Lea Griffith, Sue Grimshaw and Stacey Kennedy are just a few. Then there are all the awesome ladies who have held my hand through this, Jodie Griffith, A.S. Fenichal, Eden Bradly, R.G. Alexander, Dawn, Kitty and Kat. There are so many. And so much support. I appreciate it every day and know I’m blessed.
Buckle up everyone, there’s a lot coming!
If you’ve signed up for my newsletter or attended the Love & Lies party, you’ve been one of the special few to glimpse the new Duty Bound cover. I’ve been doing little teasers all day on Facebook–but it’s time.
The public reveal of the next Bayou Bound book cover!
For those who have read Picture Her Bound, you already met Mathieu Mouton, police detective and BDSM Dominant. He had skeletons in his closet and baggage holding him back, but that’s okay. An old flame is about to send his life into chaos.
I always love a good rekindling story, one where there’s a turbulent past, and man oh man, do Mathieu and Lisette have just that!
Duty Bound will be out in April. The exact date is forthcoming. I’m working through edits and will have a blurb shortly, but how about an excerpt?
The following is a very lightly edited sneak peek at the book.
Duty Bound, Bayou Bound 1
Officer Mathieu Mouton sat at one of the four top tables along the windows of Cafe Du Monde and gazed out at the darkening city, an unsettled sense of foreboding deep in his gut. The glitz and glitter of New Orleans stared back at him, like a young woman hungry for her beau. If it weren’t for his sister, Mathieu would have been at home flipping through the channels, scratching his dog, Gator’s head, trying to put another week behind him.
Instead, he checked his phone again.
She needs your help, Mathieu.
He grimaced at the echo of his sister’s words as she’d cornered him in their mamma’s kitchen after the weekly family dinner. Damsels in distress were a dime a dozen in New Orleans and getting entangled in a charity project was not on his list of good ideas. But no one said no to Lola. Not even grandmère. If Lola weren’t poised to take over the Assistant District Attorney spot opening up in the spring, grandmère would have made Lola a voodoo queen. It ran in their family since grandmère’s grandmère.
The coffee in his cup was cold, the beignet untouched.
If this broad didn’t show up in the next—
The café door opened and a bell chimed. A woman wearing a cherry red coat that covered her from knee to chin stepped in and shook the chill from her body. She carried a backpack that was stuffed till the seams strained.
Mathieu sat forward, propping his elbows on the table and studied the patron.
She turned, honey blonde hair streaked with golden brown hair flipping over her shoulder as she surveyed the room. Her eyes snagged on him immediately and he sucked in a deep breath.
“C’est sa couillion.” He was a raving lunatic.
No wonder Lola hadn’t told him the name of the woman he was meeting, who so needed his help. She started toward him. Even Mathieu could feel the cosmic pull between their two bodies. It’s what had drawn him to her all those years ago—and the reason he’d left.
“Lisette Babineaux, haven’t seen you in a minute,” he drawled, rising to shake her hand.
Tricky, Lola. Real tricky.
Lisette’s gaze flicked from his hand to his face before she put her small palm against his. Her skin was still soft, nails chipped, but painted with a pale pink polish. Despite the good quality of her clothing, it was dirty and worn. That didn’t make sense. The Babineaux family was well off, and their little princess had never wanted for anything. But a lot changed in the years since he’d left her.
She’d always been delicate, refined, as if she’d stepped out of a painting from some debutant ball. Too fragile for a man with his dark tastes, but he’d hungered after her regardless. In his inexperience, he’d thought he could be a different man for her, one who didn’t crave bondage with his women. He’d been wrong.
A handful of years hadn’t changed her all that much. Her hair was shorter, her eyes just as green and the smattering of freckles preserved the air of youth about her, but there was a wariness to her that was new.
“I know. It’s good to see you.” She unbuttoned her coat and draped it over the back of her chair. Under the coat she wore a long-sleeved black shirt and jeans. Nothing too flashy, but it had never been her clothes that drew the attention.
“Have a seat, please.” Mathieu didn’t know what to make of the woman settling in across from him. They’d been something to each other once, but that was a long time ago. “Lola tells me you’re in a spot of trouble.”
Lisette chuckled, a deep, husky sound that was music to his ears. “That’s it? Tell me all your problems? No hello? Hi? How you been?”
Mathieu studied her, or more accurately, the woman she’d become. The black knit shirt, jeans and knee high boots spoke of a someone trying to not stick out, and yet she chose to wear a come-get-me-red coat. Lisette was in trouble, and didn’t know how to handle it. If Mathieu listened to his cock, he’d take her home under the false premise of protecting her from whatever evil had her running. And then she would run from him.
This was a bad idea.
Another woman not all that long ago had needed his help. Her pleas for protection, promises of love and affection had dried up. She’d been out of his life barely a year. He’d gotten drunk at the small apartment he now called home, with his dog, to celebrate. Though it had felt sad and pathetic instead.
“It’s getting late. I’d rather we cut to the chase, if you don’t mind.” Mathieu would hear her out, give her some advice and send her on her way. The Babineaux family should be capable of taking care of their own.
Lisette blinked and her mouth worked soundlessly for a moment. She blew out a breath and shook her head, appearing to collect herself. “This is not how I pictured this happening.”
“Right sorry about that.”
“Yeah, I’m sure you are.” She pointed at his cup. “You drinking that?”
He shook his head.
“Do you mind?”
“Help yourself.” He pushed the cup and pastry toward her.
Lisette gulped down at least half of the cold coffee before setting the mug down with a clink. She sighed and folded her hands in front of her on the table. He smothered memories wrapped in warmth of Lisette doing exactly this little act with her hands a number of times before saying something serious.
“You don’t want to help me, do you?” Her gaze seemed to bore past his skin, straight to his soul, and for a moment, he was back on campus, sitting under the magnolia trees, a blossom in her hair.
Mathieu shook the memory from his mind. He hadn’t seen that girl in a long time.
“It’s not that I don’t want to help you, but it seems awfully odd. Come to a cop, off duty? Wouldn’t it be better if you went to the authorities?”
“You don’t even know what’s going on.” She frowned.
“Are you going to turn me down without even hearing me out?” Her voice rose as she spoke until she realized the few patrons were staring and she ducked her head.
As a police officer, it was Mathieu’s nature and conditioning to protect people, but he’d learned the hard way that damsels in distress were better served within the bounds of the law. He couldn’t pretend he knew better. When it came down to it, he was part of a system of government that did its job when people allowed it.
“I’ll give you what advice I can. Even know who is on-duty tonight.” Mathieu knew this decision was the right one, that trying to save her would destroy him in the process. But he hated saying no to those cypress green eyes. It tore something out of him, and God knew he didn’t have much left to lose.
I’m so sorry to have been this silent. It’s not intentional, believe me. I’ve been hard at work to provide excellent books for you all in 2014 and beyond.
January was unexpectedly harsh between having flu, strep and the flu back to back–then having to go on a long work trip. Both of those left me pretty behind on my projects–but I might be back on track. Maybe. If all the other super crazy stuff going on doesn’t hijack my life. There’s some seriously cool stuff to share coming up, but not yet. I don’t have permission and until then, I’m keeping my trap closed!
But what else have I been up to?
Well, getting Hot Tango out, for one. It’s always stressful to release a new book, especially when it’s the first in a new series. The initial feedback has been positive about the book, so I’m going to call it a success and look forward to the next book, Line of Duty, which is in edits as we speak. I seriously still love this book and it continues to make me laugh when I re-read bits of it.
I’ve also been hard at work finishing up the rough draft on the next Bayou Bound book. Picture Her Bound will release in February as a stand-alone and I really want to give readers the next story as soon as humanly possible. I’ll be doing a cover reveal for Duty Bound, the next book, at the Love & Lies Facebook party. I think this has been one of the biggest attention sucks on my plate. There’s so much pressure that comes with putting out a book via self publishing. You are the person who has to make sure the product is good. Needless to say, I’ve been waking up at odd hours of the night thinking about this project.
The other big thing on my plate has been edits for the book I wrote for Loveswept, Committed. I received edits for that book and they were very thorough, which was awesome but daunting. I can’t wait for people to enjoy that book as much as I do.
Besides writing–which I pretty much do all the time–I’ve been knitting and trying to stay warm. Texas has been very confused as of late and has some odd idea that it’s no longer a southern state that should be warm. It actually snowed yesterday. Big, fat flakes of powder, when we normally get ice pellets or slush falling from the sky that immediately turns to ice. It’s pretty, but we’re totally unprepared for this kind of weather!
I’ve also taken up various board and card games as a non-writing past time, but I think I’ll blog about that later.
Momentary PSA–please join me on Sunday for a Romantic Suspense party with six other awesome authors, a chance for prizes and cool stuff!!
There’s much in store for us this year, readers. Stay tuned!!
I instantly feel in love with these characters. They were so real. Every woman who reads this story I am sure can relate to Tanya in one facet or another. Her desire to be successful in life, apprehension about discussing her most inner desires and fear of rejection from her partner are honest concerns of all women. Cole, and most men, wants to be able to take care of his wife, house and be successful in his work. Yeah…sounds like most married couple! It just takes one to act on a hidden desire to break down the walls of communication and allow to romance to heat up. Sidney did a fantastic job incorporating real characters dealing with real issues and then dump super sexy alpha SWAT on top….great chemistry for sure!
RomFan Review–5 Chests
Overall I enjoyed watching this couple explore and find their way back to each other. I’m looking forward to seeing what the rest of the series brings.
The Smutty Kitty–3 Licks
I was totally caught up in the story and once I started reading it, I couldn’t put it down. The action is adrenalin pumping, the passion sizzles and the drama grabs the emotions making a well balanced and entertaining story.
The Jeep Diva–Five Stars
For those Nook readers, I’m aware there’s been an issue with the book going up. They’re working on it and hope to have it up soon. I’ll post as soon as I know it’s live!
February 10th I’m going to be taking part in a big romantic suspense themed party with seven other authors! It’s going to be a blast with prizes, special glimpses at future books and some one-on-one time with each of these awesome ladies.
Presenting authors include: Virna DePaul, Debra Kayn, Paige Tyler, Jayne Rylon, Lea Griffith, Alexa Bourne–and me!
It’s going to be super fun. I will go ahead and say that attendees and newsletter subscribers will be the ones who get a first glimpse at the next Bayou Bound cover.