Shamelessly pimping Night Owl Romance's - Fall N O R Awards because they put WANNA PLAY up for the Best Ebook Contemporary Erotica. So go VOTE!! for your favorites, or just me. LOL
http://pub48.bravenet.com/vote/vote.php?usernum=4115228275
I love the cool graphs that come up after you vote, you can see how your choices are doing. Also you can vote once per day and the voting ends October 31, 2007. Them are the rules. So go run-a-muck!!
Showing posts with label Wanna Play. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wanna Play. Show all posts
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
I DID IT!!
You will not beleive how long I have worked to make this dang thing. It's not even fancy!! I tried doing a moving one and it made me dizzy.
Just so proud of myself. Now I have to make it interesting and junk.
Friday, August 17, 2007
OMG two reviews from Two Lips!!!!
Two seems to be a theme. LOL I'm so honored to have two of those talented reviewers reading WANNA PLAY! I so wish I knew how to put a link in here but since I don't, here are excerpts from both reviews.
Writen by Tara Renee
"Jas is the epitome of strength and determination, having lived through every woman’s nightmare. Her attitude only turns Blaster on; it doesn’t discourage him as it might a weaker man. In fact, Blaster may be the only man on Earth capable of allowing Jas the freedom to be herself. He is the ultimate Alpha male, protective of his woman and strong enough to let her protect him. When Blaster and Jas come together in passion, the scenes explode in an erotic delight, leaving the reader desperate for more. I found myself sad to see the book end, as I would have been content to read for hours more of this incredible book."
Isn't that lovely? Here is the next one.
Written by Joni
"What a rush Wanna Play brought to my senses. This story embodies everything a reader could ask for and more in an action-packed, sexy thriller. ... You just never know what comes next. That's the beauty in the element of surprise, which requires the art of timing that only an author who's honed the craft of storytelling can accomplish and this particular author does well time and again. ... Gail Faulkner is truly gifted when it comes to creating stories that are packed with deep emotion, physical as well as sexual prowess of very yummy alpha heroes, with glimpses of evil that leave you spellbound and gripping the edge of your seat as you turn each page. Blaster and Jas will be forever with me as I'm sure they'll be for other readers long after the story has ended. Wanna Play is the third installment in the Ghost Unit series and is just as great as those preceding it. Bravo Ms. Faulkner for yet another job well done!"
Okay, I should have shortened that more for a post, but dang, I like it to much. LOL
Thank you both. I'm honored you enjoyed the book and wrote so eloquently about it. Now, I have to write a synop, what do you two charge to do it for me????? I wish.
Writen by Tara Renee
"Jas is the epitome of strength and determination, having lived through every woman’s nightmare. Her attitude only turns Blaster on; it doesn’t discourage him as it might a weaker man. In fact, Blaster may be the only man on Earth capable of allowing Jas the freedom to be herself. He is the ultimate Alpha male, protective of his woman and strong enough to let her protect him. When Blaster and Jas come together in passion, the scenes explode in an erotic delight, leaving the reader desperate for more. I found myself sad to see the book end, as I would have been content to read for hours more of this incredible book."
Isn't that lovely? Here is the next one.
Written by Joni
"What a rush Wanna Play brought to my senses. This story embodies everything a reader could ask for and more in an action-packed, sexy thriller. ... You just never know what comes next. That's the beauty in the element of surprise, which requires the art of timing that only an author who's honed the craft of storytelling can accomplish and this particular author does well time and again. ... Gail Faulkner is truly gifted when it comes to creating stories that are packed with deep emotion, physical as well as sexual prowess of very yummy alpha heroes, with glimpses of evil that leave you spellbound and gripping the edge of your seat as you turn each page. Blaster and Jas will be forever with me as I'm sure they'll be for other readers long after the story has ended. Wanna Play is the third installment in the Ghost Unit series and is just as great as those preceding it. Bravo Ms. Faulkner for yet another job well done!"
Okay, I should have shortened that more for a post, but dang, I like it to much. LOL
Thank you both. I'm honored you enjoyed the book and wrote so eloquently about it. Now, I have to write a synop, what do you two charge to do it for me????? I wish.
Monday, July 2, 2007
Excerpt WANNA PLAY -coming July 6!!!!!!!!!!!
“Now you’re sure you can handle this?” Jackson asked again as she pulled on his leather jacket over the soft silk one and rolled up the sleeves. She hadn’t even protested when he insisted she wear it for protection if she crashed.
“If I can’t, you’re in deep shit.” She smiled dryly and turned to Blaster.
Her whole body changed as she looked at the rangy, blond man who ate her with his eyes. The she-predator morphed into an utterly sexual hunter. He was two steps away but her stroll into his body was fluid female approaching a male. She leaned in to him from knees to chest as her hands slid up his arms and around his neck in slow motion. There was no smile on either face as she flowed into him, her body a wave sliding around a rock. Her fingers sank into his hair and her lips stopped a breath away from his.
The air around them crackled with tension as they both remained perfectly still and wildly entwined.
“Don’t do this if you don’t mean it,” Blaster said quietly. “I’m way past a play date, Sheena.”
“Do you want my mouth, Huck?” she asked into his lips.
“No,” he growled.
“What then?” The hard evidence that he did want something burned into her lower belly.
“I want this.” His mouth slammed down on hers and the dam broke. They were kissing that fierce duel of lovers. They ate each other, hands clenching into flesh and bone. Bodies writhed as they battled and lost to lust, fear, passion, too little time and too much need. This was the first real kiss and it could be the last. His arms whipped around her, trying to absorb her into the heat that was him. Her moan answered him and her legs came up fast to clamp around his waist and shamelessly press her now-damp crotch to the rigid cock beneath it.
Jackson gaped at them. They were the elements—sex, life, death and need. Something about them was so decadently carnal that he couldn’t look away and yet felt shame that he watched. He could see their tongues moving as mouths pressed open in moaning need to taste more. Blaster’s hands each held one of those perfect bottom cheeks and he kneaded them roughly as her body rode him in undulating demand.
The clawing kiss escalated in intensity and Jackson felt the need to back up as if the heat rolling off them were scorching him.
Abruptly Jas’ body went ridged as her back arched to slam her hips into Blaster. Her head came up and a low snarl hissed out of her throat. Blaster’s mouth went immediately to her breast. His teeth clamped around a jutting nipple through her vest, biting down and sending shuddering jerks through her body. He was growling, a rumbling bestial sound that mingled with hers.
Jackson stumbled back another step and was grateful the truck bed wall hit him in the ass. Watching her forced him to control the need to come as her body undulated. He was shocked. She hadn’t come but he needed to. Jackson’s hands reached back to grip the truck bed on either side of his body, propping himself up as he gaped at them.
Jas slowly relaxed, collapsing into Blaster, her legs still wrapped around him as her body surrendered to his hold. Head on his shoulder, they both were breathing harshly, though Blaster kissed her neck tenderly. Deep rumbling growls interrupted the kisses. Her body melted while his remained rigid, though his hands gentled and petted. Jackson felt his own harsh breathing match their cadence as swirling sexual energy flowed around the couple.
Her legs slowly slid down Blaster until her feet were on the ground again but their hold on each other didn’t loosen.
“I want more than that, woman,” Blaster breathed into her hair.
“Then let me trust you.” Jas pulled back to look him in the eye. “Be there when I call you.” Jas turned away from him and strode to the bike. She slung a leg over and was mounted, grabbed the helmet and strapped it on.
“Lordy, give me strength. I’m as crazy as Blaster,” Jackson murmured as she fired it up.
The snarl of the big bike coming to life echoed into the twilight, a warning. It was the roar of a lioness across savanna planes. The huntress was hungry.
Jas idled down the engine and lifted her visor to look Blaster in the eye. “I want to trust you.” The big engine revved, she flipped the visor down and the woman took off.
Both men watched as she disappeared into gathering night. Blaster stared after her in grim silence.
Finally moving, Jackson went to the back of the truck and carefully closed the burlap over its gruesome contents, using the panties to secure it again since there was nothing else handy. He gently set the package in the toolbox behind the cab. “Going to stand there mooning after her all night?” he asked quietly.
“No.” Blaster strode to the cab. “You did get a mic in the jacket, right?” Blaster shot Jackson a narrow glance as both men strapped in and Blaster started up the vehicle.
“Of course. Only place I had to put it since I didn’t get a kiss goodbye.” Jackson grinned at Blaster’s dark scowl.
“If I can’t, you’re in deep shit.” She smiled dryly and turned to Blaster.
Her whole body changed as she looked at the rangy, blond man who ate her with his eyes. The she-predator morphed into an utterly sexual hunter. He was two steps away but her stroll into his body was fluid female approaching a male. She leaned in to him from knees to chest as her hands slid up his arms and around his neck in slow motion. There was no smile on either face as she flowed into him, her body a wave sliding around a rock. Her fingers sank into his hair and her lips stopped a breath away from his.
The air around them crackled with tension as they both remained perfectly still and wildly entwined.
“Don’t do this if you don’t mean it,” Blaster said quietly. “I’m way past a play date, Sheena.”
“Do you want my mouth, Huck?” she asked into his lips.
“No,” he growled.
“What then?” The hard evidence that he did want something burned into her lower belly.
“I want this.” His mouth slammed down on hers and the dam broke. They were kissing that fierce duel of lovers. They ate each other, hands clenching into flesh and bone. Bodies writhed as they battled and lost to lust, fear, passion, too little time and too much need. This was the first real kiss and it could be the last. His arms whipped around her, trying to absorb her into the heat that was him. Her moan answered him and her legs came up fast to clamp around his waist and shamelessly press her now-damp crotch to the rigid cock beneath it.
Jackson gaped at them. They were the elements—sex, life, death and need. Something about them was so decadently carnal that he couldn’t look away and yet felt shame that he watched. He could see their tongues moving as mouths pressed open in moaning need to taste more. Blaster’s hands each held one of those perfect bottom cheeks and he kneaded them roughly as her body rode him in undulating demand.
The clawing kiss escalated in intensity and Jackson felt the need to back up as if the heat rolling off them were scorching him.
Abruptly Jas’ body went ridged as her back arched to slam her hips into Blaster. Her head came up and a low snarl hissed out of her throat. Blaster’s mouth went immediately to her breast. His teeth clamped around a jutting nipple through her vest, biting down and sending shuddering jerks through her body. He was growling, a rumbling bestial sound that mingled with hers.
Jackson stumbled back another step and was grateful the truck bed wall hit him in the ass. Watching her forced him to control the need to come as her body undulated. He was shocked. She hadn’t come but he needed to. Jackson’s hands reached back to grip the truck bed on either side of his body, propping himself up as he gaped at them.
Jas slowly relaxed, collapsing into Blaster, her legs still wrapped around him as her body surrendered to his hold. Head on his shoulder, they both were breathing harshly, though Blaster kissed her neck tenderly. Deep rumbling growls interrupted the kisses. Her body melted while his remained rigid, though his hands gentled and petted. Jackson felt his own harsh breathing match their cadence as swirling sexual energy flowed around the couple.
Her legs slowly slid down Blaster until her feet were on the ground again but their hold on each other didn’t loosen.
“I want more than that, woman,” Blaster breathed into her hair.
“Then let me trust you.” Jas pulled back to look him in the eye. “Be there when I call you.” Jas turned away from him and strode to the bike. She slung a leg over and was mounted, grabbed the helmet and strapped it on.
“Lordy, give me strength. I’m as crazy as Blaster,” Jackson murmured as she fired it up.
The snarl of the big bike coming to life echoed into the twilight, a warning. It was the roar of a lioness across savanna planes. The huntress was hungry.
Jas idled down the engine and lifted her visor to look Blaster in the eye. “I want to trust you.” The big engine revved, she flipped the visor down and the woman took off.
Both men watched as she disappeared into gathering night. Blaster stared after her in grim silence.
Finally moving, Jackson went to the back of the truck and carefully closed the burlap over its gruesome contents, using the panties to secure it again since there was nothing else handy. He gently set the package in the toolbox behind the cab. “Going to stand there mooning after her all night?” he asked quietly.
“No.” Blaster strode to the cab. “You did get a mic in the jacket, right?” Blaster shot Jackson a narrow glance as both men strapped in and Blaster started up the vehicle.
“Of course. Only place I had to put it since I didn’t get a kiss goodbye.” Jackson grinned at Blaster’s dark scowl.
Friday, June 22, 2007
WANNA PLAY - blurb preview
I was asked to share the blurb and the time it's gonna take me to make a grid and put it beside the cover in the excerpt section of my website is longer than I have today. So here it is and I'll figure the other thing when I have time.
Wanna Play
Gail Faulkner
Genre: Romantic Suspense, Contemporary, Rated E
Ghost Unit, Book Three
Even her walk made him swallow. The stroll of a huntress—a little arrogant, a lot dangerous. Damn, he loved danger. He’d never seen menace so perfectly packaged in a woman. Wanting her was intoxicatingly forbidden and totally pagan.
Jas watched the beast try to look harmless as he entered her world. Testosterone-enhanced confidence rolling off him spoke of a deadly animal. He was muscle and guile below the face of a naughty angel. Summoned by someone she trusted to solve her problems, Jas wanted to trust him and, ohhh baby, she wanted to play with that beast. Too bad they wouldn’t have time.
It would have been Blaster’s pleasure to take care of whatever threatened her, but earning her trust required respecting her right to combat. What drove him crazy was she wouldn’t let him be the shield at her back as she did it. That *@*!!#! crap had to stop.
An old enemy had shaped her into a living weapon. Now it was coming again. Making the threat deadly to her family was a huge mistake. Bad Guy needed to bring his A Game, she was playing for Final win.
Reader Advisory: This is an action novel with two short instances of violence that may not be for the faint of heart.
Wanna Play
Gail Faulkner
Genre: Romantic Suspense, Contemporary, Rated E
Ghost Unit, Book Three
Even her walk made him swallow. The stroll of a huntress—a little arrogant, a lot dangerous. Damn, he loved danger. He’d never seen menace so perfectly packaged in a woman. Wanting her was intoxicatingly forbidden and totally pagan.
Jas watched the beast try to look harmless as he entered her world. Testosterone-enhanced confidence rolling off him spoke of a deadly animal. He was muscle and guile below the face of a naughty angel. Summoned by someone she trusted to solve her problems, Jas wanted to trust him and, ohhh baby, she wanted to play with that beast. Too bad they wouldn’t have time.
It would have been Blaster’s pleasure to take care of whatever threatened her, but earning her trust required respecting her right to combat. What drove him crazy was she wouldn’t let him be the shield at her back as she did it. That *@*!!#! crap had to stop.
An old enemy had shaped her into a living weapon. Now it was coming again. Making the threat deadly to her family was a huge mistake. Bad Guy needed to bring his A Game, she was playing for Final win.
Reader Advisory: This is an action novel with two short instances of violence that may not be for the faint of heart.
Monday, April 16, 2007
Release date for WANNA PLAY!!
WANNA PLAY, Ghost Unit will be released from Ellora's Cave July 6. Here is the blurb.
Wanna Play
Gail Faulkner
Ghost Unit, Book Three
Even her walk made him swallow. The stroll of a huntress, a little arrogant, a lot dangerous. Damn, he loved danger. He’d never seen menace so perfectly packaged in a woman. Wanting her was intoxicatingly forbidden and totally pagan.
Jas watched the beast try to look harmless as he entered her world. Testosterone-enhanced confidence rolling off him spoke of a deadly animal. He was muscle and guile below the face of a naughty angel. Summoned by someone she trusted to solve her problems, Jas wanted to trust him and, ohhh baby, she wanted to play with that beast. Too bad they wouldn’t have time.
It would have been Blaster’s pleasure to take care of whatever threatened her, but earning her trust required respecting her right to combat. What drove him crazy was she wouldn’t let him be the shield at her back as she did it. That *@*!!#!-crap had to stop.
An old enemy had shaped her into a living weapon. Now it was coming again. Making the threat deadly to her family was a huge mistake. Bad Guy needed to bring his A Game, she was playing for Final win.
Reader Advisory: This is an action novel with two short instances of violence that may not be for the faint of heart.
Gail
www.gailfaulkner.com
HURTS SO GOOD Simon & Schuster April 3
INTO HIS KEEPING Ellora's Cave April 25
JAMIE'S CHERUB in print May 5
WANNA PLAY Ghost Unit- Ellora's Cave July 6
Wanna Play
Gail Faulkner
Ghost Unit, Book Three
Even her walk made him swallow. The stroll of a huntress, a little arrogant, a lot dangerous. Damn, he loved danger. He’d never seen menace so perfectly packaged in a woman. Wanting her was intoxicatingly forbidden and totally pagan.
Jas watched the beast try to look harmless as he entered her world. Testosterone-enhanced confidence rolling off him spoke of a deadly animal. He was muscle and guile below the face of a naughty angel. Summoned by someone she trusted to solve her problems, Jas wanted to trust him and, ohhh baby, she wanted to play with that beast. Too bad they wouldn’t have time.
It would have been Blaster’s pleasure to take care of whatever threatened her, but earning her trust required respecting her right to combat. What drove him crazy was she wouldn’t let him be the shield at her back as she did it. That *@*!!#!-crap had to stop.
An old enemy had shaped her into a living weapon. Now it was coming again. Making the threat deadly to her family was a huge mistake. Bad Guy needed to bring his A Game, she was playing for Final win.
Reader Advisory: This is an action novel with two short instances of violence that may not be for the faint of heart.
Gail
www.gailfaulkner.com
HURTS SO GOOD Simon & Schuster April 3
INTO HIS KEEPING Ellora's Cave April 25
JAMIE'S CHERUB in print May 5
WANNA PLAY Ghost Unit- Ellora's Cave July 6
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