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For The Aspiring Author #1

Posted by ashlynnmonroe on September 30, 2014 at 8:30 PM Comments comments (0)

I decided to offer up writing advice. I’ve thought about posting this kind of information for some time, but never felt qualified. I still don’t think I’m an “expert”, but I am experienced. I started writing as a kid, and it was my favorite hobby until I decided to do something about my dream in my thirties. This is the first post of many futures posts.

So…you write.

So what?

What? Why? When? Where? These questions will be the foundation of what you do to create your story. Maybe you have a finished book, but I’m starting with the most basic blank page.

You stare at the vast expense of white before you.

Fiction is written just like a Facebook post or text message, one word at a time. It isn’t fast and often frustrating, but you can and should write if there’s a story in your heart.
Some people outline, I’m more of a pantser, meaning I write by the seat of my pants as the story unfolds.

Your mission is to write, every day, pick up a pen or type out a line. Take thirty minutes for yourself and set a small goal. Write 500 words every morning when you drink your coffee or in the evening before bed. Don’t edit what you’ve done until you’ve finished.

 

Come out and play!

Posted by ashlynnmonroe on September 17, 2014 at 8:50 PM Comments comments (0)

I’m so excited! I’ll be meeting readers in less than two weeks. I’ve been working hard to gather all my goodies that I’m bring with me and I’m practicing the bit of Captivated I’ll be reading from. I hope to see you there! Click on the picture to sign up!

http://midwesternbookloversunite.wordpress.com/

September 26-28, 2014 in Minneapolis, MN

Welcome to the first annual Midwestern Book Lovers Unite Readers and Authors Convention in Minneapolis, MN. Are you ready to spend 3 days with over 35 of your favorite authors?!?! I know I am! This is going to be an epic time. We’ve got lots of opportunities for you to spend quality time with your favorites including a speed meeting event, meet and mingle, numerous panels, a book fair and sigining, intimate dinner with authors and a masquerade ball. There will be a fully live, real professional cover shoot with our featured cover model Justin Coale, a pure romance party like you’ve never seen and 2 hours of fun games with our naughtiest authors. Win raffle baskets, get free books and swag, and lots of other goodies plus spend quality time with fellow readers! Hope to see you all there!

 

Friday

12:00 Noon:

Registration begins

6:00 – 6:45 PM:

Welcome to MBLU!!

7:00 PM – 9:00 PM

Meet some of your favorite authors in tonight’s speed dating event. Sit at the author’s table and ask any question you want but you better hurry cause you only have 7 minutes! Isabella LaPearl, Angel Payne,Shayla Black, Stephanie Beck, Jenna Jacob, Randi Alexander, Gina Maxwell, Kris Austen Radcliffe,Bria Starr, Lynn Rae, Linda Rae Sande, Jade Eby, V.A. Dold, Zoey Derrick, and A. T. Weaver will answer your questions as fast as they can!

9:00 PM – Meet and Mingle

Join us for our Meet and Mingle event. Get to know some of your favorite authors, cover models, bloggers, and reader friends during this open and friendly event. Also, hang out and listen to the authors read excerpts from their own books. Enjoy light appetizers and a cash bar during this event.

Saturday

8:00 am: Saturday only registration begins

 

 

9:00 am – 11:00 am

*Full and Saturday Only conference attendees only from 9:00 – 9:30, open to the public at 9:30*

Charge is $25/person for signing only attendees, paid at the door or $10 if you register early on theregistration page (cash or credit, no checks please). Come hang out with 35 of your favorite authors and get autographed books and merchandise. Bring your own books (all will be stickered at the door) or purchase books at the book from the authors. Attendee will receive a special souvenir bag of swag.

1:00 PM

Live cover shoot with Justin Coale

Join us for a fun filled couple of hours with the industries very own cover model Justin Coale! Sit back and enjoy the show! This is a real, professional, cover shoot and we get to watch!!

1:00 PM – 2:00 PM

Panels

How do three authors write together without killing each other?*

 

Authors of the Doms of her Life series, Shayla Black, Jenna Jacob, and Isabella LaPearl

The worlds they create that we read about*

Linda Rae Sande, Lois Greiman, Rory Ni Coileain, Kris Austen Radcliffe

YA/NA Romance Panel*

Lizzy Charles, Jade Eby, Bria Starr

Lions, Tigers, Bears, Wolves, Witches, and Warlocks, oh my…..*

Gina L Maxwell, Zoey Derrick, Stephanie Julian, Amy J Hawthorn, Lori King

2:00 PM – 3:00 PM

Tarnished Tiaras – The ladies of Erotic Romance*

Angel Payne, Robin L Rotham, Jenna Jacob, Shayla Black, Isabella LaPearl, Ashlynn Monroe

Get ready for some laughs and good times when you sit with this group of ladies while they talk about how to get a sex scene right. How to make a sex scene good and how to organize a menage scene.

Rode Hard, Put Up Wet in Western Romance*

Lori King, Randi Alexander, Sidda Lee Rain

Lori King, Randi Alexander & Sidda Lee Rain want you to experience some cowboy magic with three of today’s leading western romance authors. Live and in-the-flesh! Cover models in stetsons reenact your favorite scenes from our books, making you laugh, lust, and fall in love with western romance! Leave with paperbacks & swag! A lil’ somethin’ to remember your walk on the country side! And, don’t forget to bring your camera to have your photo taken between our two hunky honchos!

Love is never wrong – M/M and F/F Romance

Rory Ni Coileain, A.T. Weaver, Stephanie Beck

Chameleon Authors. Those who change genders when they write*

Zoey Derrick, Jordyn Meryl, Kris Austen Radcliffe, Bria Starr, Lizzy Charles, Jade Eby

3:00 PM – 5:00 PM

Join us for a Pure Romance party. This is a classy party for adult women. Where you can leave your inhibitions at the door and let your hair down. You will sample the best in bath, beauty and bedroom essentials. Our party hosts will be available for purchases during and after the party. We will have 2 separate parties, each an hour long so more people will get to join!

Game Show Event- Romance Novel Jeopardy!

Gina L Maxwell, Bria Starr, Randi Alexander, Jenna Jacob, Lori King, Stephanie Beck, Sidda Lee Rain, Ashlynn Monroe

Are you ready to test your skills at jeopardy?!?! Join us for a couple of hour of laughs while you show everyone how much you know ;)

There will be 2 separate games, each an hour long so more people will get to play!

6:00 PM

*listed in no particular order*

Shayla Black

Gina Maxwell

Isabella LaPearl

A.T. Weaver

Angel Payne

Michele Prince

Sidda Lee Rain

Robin Rotham

Stephanie Beck

Lori King

Jenna Jacob

Linda Rae Sande

Randi Alexander

Lois Greiman

Bria Starr

Kris Austen Radcliffe

Ashlynn Monroe

Jordyn Meryl

Stephanie Julian

Michele Hauf

Lizzy Charles

Zoey Derrick

Rory Ni Coileain

V.A. Dold

Reserved seats available so you can pick your favorite author to sit with for dinner. Sign ups coming soon! (additional charges will apply)

8:00 PM – Midnight

If you’re a sexy sin I wanna see some black,

if you’re a naughty secret, show me some white,

or maybe you’re a delicious combination of both? ;)

Sunday

9:00 AM – Noon: Breakfast and Farewell Event

Continental Breakfast. Raffle basket winners chosen at this time. Key note speaker at 11:00 am. You must be present to win so be sure to be there.

All subject to change without notice

 

I LOVE My Readers, Really, I Do!

Posted by ashlynnmonroe on September 14, 2014 at 11:40 AM Comments comments (2)

Recently, there was a big hubbub about bad author behavior. The author in question is a New York Times Bestseller and she told her fans she wasn’t their personal customer service. My day job is in customer service so I was so horrified reading her outburst. I want my readers to know they can come to me for any reason.

Last week at work, we had a three-hour presentation about how the five languages of love can be adapted to the work place to show appreciation to coworkers. I kept thinking about how this author dropped the ball on two of those important points. Quality time and acts of service were the biggest languages she fumbled with during her rant.

Not everyone feels appreciation in the same way. One person might not like a new pen with my logo on it, while another reader would love one. I took a quiz and learned the language I respond to most is gifts. I'm sure this is why I tend to give away a lot of swag.

I spent several days thinking about just how the five love languages can apply to the reader/author relationship. I hope I’m giving all my readers the appreciation they deserve in the love language that appeals to them.

Authors should show their fans love. Without book sales, an author has no audience and their stories just languish away. Readers deserve credit in the creative process. Without feedback (sales, emails, or social media contact) an author doesn’t know what she/he is doing right or wrong. My readers have helped my voice evolve. My readers have put food on my table; because without sales my income takes a hit (please don’t pirate books). I have developed quality friendships with readers. Social media interaction is wonderful, and it has enriched my life. An author who is pushing fans away is doing herself a disservice.

So how can authors and readers adapt these five love languages to the modern interactive reading experience?


Authors:

Gifts: Do offer swag, signed free books, digital prizes such as eBooks, and Autography signatures.

Quality Time: Do go to conventions and online events. Facebook offers a great option for authors who can’t travel to attend real time chats. There’s always Yahoo Groups and Writers Space. Offer newsletters and don’t be afraid to tell readers about the reality of being a writer (without complaining).

Words of Affirmation: Don’t be afraid to like a good review. I thank everyone who reviews me. Bad or good reviews sell books. If a reader reaches out take time to thank them. You aren’t doing them a favor; they are doing you a favor. Even the biggest authors appreciate the people who bestowed celebrity upon them. Small fish like me are not even close to being a celebrity, but I appreciate every single reader for taking their time to try my work. Life is busy and taking the time out of the day to read is precious time. When you read one of my books, I know you’re taking a chance in dedicating your leisure time to me. You work hard too and not all authors realize the hours readers put into reading a book is a gift.

Acts of Service: Authors need to have a website with easy to find information. This allows readers to know what book is next in a series or when a new book is coming out. An updated website is easy to create and not very time consuming once the initial time is invested. If a reader reaches out with a question a prompt response is not just warranted, but it should be given with enthusiastic gratitude.

Physical Touch: I’m not suggesting anything perverse. I’m also not telling you to run around conventions hugging strangers. When you meet a reader face-to-face, a handshake might be appropriate. The world is full of germs and not everyone wants a handshake, so use this one with discretion. If you’re not well, don’t offer to share the cold, but if you’re fine and a reader extends a hand please take that hand and give them a firm handshake. They’ve given you the privilege of thanking them for all they do for you.


Readers:

Gifts: Your purchase is a gift to the authors you read. Please don’t pirate books. If you don’t support authors by buying their work, they can’t keep writing. Each royalty check is a gift. No matter how skilled a writer becomes without people willing to buy the book they can’t support themselves.

Quality Time: Some authors don’t value this, as much as others, but most authors love reading emails and messages from fans. Everyone is busy, but if the author offers a contact page on his/her website or has a social media profile please feel free to reach out. Resist the urge to write a three-page manifesto on the mistake you found on page 147. I’ve heard of some interesting reader/author interactions revolving around issues like this. Mentioning it is fine, but do try to let the author know what you liked about the book.

Words of Affirmation: Reviews are important. Even if you buy the book second hand or from a local vendor, please don’t forget to go online and write a review on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, or Goodreads. Amazon won’t promote books with low or no reviews. Indie and obscure authors need this support the most. Don’t be afraid to be honest, but also try to frame the best of the book if you’re doing this to be supportive. Never feel obligated to lie.

Acts of Service: Street teams are becoming very popular in our connected world. Many authors will send you bookmarks and other small gifts to hand out to friends. Don’t be afraid to tell other readers about the authors you like. Helping boost an author from obscurity to massive success is a gift every author dreams their readers will give them. If you’re in a book club reach out to your favorite author. Many will even do a Skype QA. Given the opportunity, most authors love to talk about their books. We all have families and friends, but those people don’t love our characters as you do. My husband thinks I’m crazy when I talk about a character by their first name as if they’re someone in our community. My readers don’t look at me as if I’m crazy and that’s just one of the many reasons they enrich my life.

Physical Touch: If you meet an author, it is not wrong to offer a handshake. If you or the author look or sound sick, please don’t feel obligated to extend a hand in greeting because germs are nasty. If you know me from social media, I’m cool with a hug.

Every author is a little different. I’m outgoing and very open to reader contact. I’d have coffee with you anytime. If we run into each other in the big wide world please don’t be afraid to say hello. I make my public appearances known and I’m always looking forward to meeting you. I’ll even buy you a coffee and have a chat, so don’t be afraid to reach out and let me know you’d like that.

Thank you for taking the time to read my post. If you’re interested in learning more about this concept, you can read the original book written by Mr. Gary Chapman in 1995 called The Five Love Languages. Here’s a link to his Amazon page. http://www.amazon.com/Gary-D-Chapman/e/B000APRF2Q

Ways to show me the love:

You can like my Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Ashlynn-Monroe/e/B003TYRQ38/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1410709141&sr=1-2-ent

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You can become a member on my website, review my books, and email me anytime at ashlynnmonroe@hotmail.com  

Let me know how I can thank you for reading my work. I do appreciate you.

 

Giveaway...

Posted by ashlynnmonroe on July 18, 2014 at 7:30 PM Comments comments (0)

If you would like a few fun swag items in the mail.  Please email me with a US mailing address at ashlynnmonroe@hotmail.com.

Three Good Years

Posted by ashlynnmonroe on July 11, 2014 at 2:55 AM Comments comments (26)

When Beachwalk Press opened its doors three years ago, I was one of the lucky first authors in the door. Slave to His Desires was my first Beachwalk Press book, but not my last. I have a July release coming out this July titled Captivated. I never thought about it when I started to write this blog, but both of these stories feature women who’ve been kidnapped by aliens. Here’s a little taste.

Captivated by Ashlynn Monroe
Genre(s): Erotic Science Fiction Romance

Digital ISBN: 9781940744346

Length: Novella

Publication Date: July 21, 2014

Price: $3.99

Will Franny choose to live or just to survive?

Hardship, pain, and strife describes life on Utopia, a mining colony far from Earth. Women are a rare commodity. When an alien trade ship arrives with a cargo containing a human woman, every man on Utopia shows up to bid. Three friends pool their funds in the hope they'll have a human woman in their beds to keep them warm on the long nights of the coming harsh winter.
Francesca Dehart suffered the terror of aliens abducting her from a country road. The horror of being kidnapped and then sold as a sex slave is beyond anything Franny has ever imagined. With no hope of being rescued she finds herself with a new definition of hell—Utopia.
Can Cade, Nebraska, and Dawson show Franny her new life is more than a prison? They need her, but will she stay with them or run at the first opportunity? Can they hold onto the woman they've grown to love and protect her from the others who will stop at nothing to have her?

Content Warning: graphic sexual content and multiple partners

Prologue

Cook County, Illinois, 2089

Music reverberated loudly through the interior of Francesca Dehart’s car. She rolled down a two-lane country road in the small electric car she’d rented to make the trip out of the city for the weekend. Franny glanced up at the sky. The black velvet above was dotted with stars. In the city, she never had the chance to see so much starlight.

It was beautiful. She didn’t need to rush, so she pulled over onto the gravel shoulder and parked next to a fenced pasture. The deserted expanse gave the city-girl inside of her the willies, but it wasn’t as if she had to worry about rapists and muggers in the middle of nowhere. Sure, there might be wildlife, but she doubted anything would bother her. She wouldn’t be out there long. Franny just wanted to see the night sky without light pollution from the city.

A momentary pang of fear made her heart race, but she managed to quell it. Chuckling to herself, she shook off the feeling of some watching her. Franny stood in the darkness, gazing skyward. It was tranquil, and she relished the quiet. Her trip had taken a toll, so this moment of peace was just what she needed. Standing there in the rural loneliness was a balm to her soul. She sighed and relaxed as her backside rested against the side of the car. A cool breeze ruffled her hair, and she closed her eyes. Nothing could be better than this, Franny thought.

There was a sonic boom and she cried out. A sudden flash of light caused her to turn and look up. The trees lining the road shook, and branches crashed to the ground. Five deer shot out of the woods and ran across the road with their white tails high in the air. They were so close to Franny she could see the terror in their eyes as they bolted through the rays of her headlights. Several other animals ran in the same direction the deer had gone. Watching the exodus in wonder, she stood immobilized. Her legs felt as if her feet had grown roots. She gasped as three bluish-green lights hovered in the air.

“Oh my God!” These visitors didn’t belong here. She didn’t see the military escort that accompanied aliens in Earth airspace. There had been no announcement about aliens in the area. Franny focused intensely on the lights. She expected them to fly away, but they didn’t. She stood frozen when a glow brightened the ground around her. Loose gravel and debris levitated and her car began to shake. Franny started to back away, out of the cylindrical illumination, slowly.

Her foot slipped on the dew-damp grass and she tumbled backward. Pain radiated through her head, and her teeth clicked as her jaws snapped together. Blinking up into the intense glow, the darkness vanished as she lay, bathed in bright, yellow luminosity. Franny squinted against the radiance and her eyes watered. Something tickled her neck and she realized she was bleeding, but that was the least of her worries right now.

Rubbing her eyes with one hand, Franny tried to clear her vision, but the lights went in and out of focus. Her body lifted. “No,” she moaned. Unconsciousness claimed her.

You can buy Captivated here: http://beachwalkpress.com/captivated/ or try one of my other great Beachwalk Press books.

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In progress...

Posted by ashlynnmonroe on May 31, 2014 at 3:50 PM Comments comments (2)

**Warning** This is raw and unedited.  Enjoy the 1st chapter of my unpublished novella, Untaiming Delilah. The formatting didn't stick when I copied it here. The inner thoughts and telepathy is in italics.

Chapter One

“Hey there Delilah, what’s it like in New York City…” sang Jonathan Brook, her guardian’s lab assistant.

“I swear if you actually said hello like a normal person I’d think you were body snatched by aliens,” Delilah Jones interrupted his serenade. The song was his usual greeting. His cliché musical rendition of her name had been cute for about twenty seconds, and now she found it completely irritating.

He grinned. Jon was a nice albeit obnoxious senior biology major.

She stood outside the McArdle Laboratory for Cancer Research at the UW Madison campus. The breeze brushed her skin. A stronger gust penetrated her cotton t-shirt causing goose bumps to rise on her arms and she shivered. Cold was Wisconsin’s favorite temperature, but this was early September and she was dressed for a warmer day.

Jon held the door for her as she rushed inside the facility. Heat rushed over her and the realization the furnace was already on was a relief and surprise. Delilah’s tense muscles loosened up. Aaron wouldn’t be happy if he saw her.

“You dad is going to be pissed off if you get sick, Delilah,” Jon said, reading her mind.

She shrugged. “Aaron Amun isn’t my father. He’s my guardian and doctor.”

Aaron would freak if she caught pneumonia again. When she was sick, he couldn’t get accurate results from blood tests because her white blood cell count went up. Without the results, He couldn’t give her the right dose 5-23 injection to stave off the seizures.

“Really?” Jon genuinely sounded surprised. He had only been Aaron’s assistant a couple of weeks, long enough for her to know way too much about him, but not long enough for her to be comfortable spilling the sad tale of how she came to live with the doctor her parents had trusted.

“Yep, he’s a good man, but he’s not my dad,” she gave him as much as he was going to get from her. If he really wanted to know there were others in the facility willing to gossip about poor, sickly Delilah and her rare brain tumor that made her see crazy shit.

“What’s going on in your head? You went like a million miles away,” Jon muttered the question with a hint of annoyance in his tone.

“Nothing that would interest you, I promise.”

“I don’t know, you seeming like the kind of girl with deep thoughts and big plans?” Jon said in a flirty way that made her inner voice groan.

“I think I was wondering which Kardashian I want to be when I grow up,” she lied.

He grinned. Not easily fooled are we?

“Aren’t you cute?”

Jon put emphasis on the word cute. As soon as someone discovered she had a terminal illness, interaction always got weird. Flirting back just seemed wrong if she wasn’t going to warn him about how she held hands with grim reaper on a daily basis. Poor Jon didn’t deserve to be the next person she needed to console over her imminent demise.

“Oh, that’s right, I was wondering if they ever found the body of Aaron’s last assistant. He liked to bother me too, and then there was that experiment that went horrifically wrong…” she let her voice trail away absentmindedly and cringed a little bit for effect.

Jon’s eyes widened, just a little, and his nostrils flared. Aaron could get scary intense. Jon backed off, actually side stepping to give her more room. Relief flooded her system and she grinned as she walked a little faster towards the stairs.

****

Nik moaned. He could smell her, the perfume of her pheromones mingling with the floral products on her skin and hair. He inhaled deeply. As much as breathing her in hurt it also exhilarated him. He bucked and writhed on the thin mattress of his cage. A snarl ripped out of his throat and he his vision sharpened. He screamed as his bones started to break. Transformation. Agony. Death and rebirth, whatever he’d heard this horrific process called no name ever described the torture correctly.

“Fuck!” he screamed, spitting the foaming saliva out, as his body broke in a thousand ways at the same moment.

Yellow, sharp clarity coated his vision and every sound in the building intensified. The soundproofing was only there for the humans. He heard it all when the change stole his body. Her shoes. They had a funny, light click. Even in his torment, he held onto that little piece of her, breathing through the ripping and tearing of his skin and muscles. Her smell was a small comfort. Her. Nik’s snarling cry reverberated through the tiny room. His beastly wail caught between a roar and a bark.

I must control it. This is what that bastard wants. This is what…

Muddled and confused he couldn’t remember whom he hated. The smell. His cock went hard. Desire. Blood. Feast. Soft and delicate. Hot life filling his mouth and coursing down his throat to fill his stomach as he ripped open the weak packaging. Delicious. Delilah.

Her name put a screeching halt to the litany of tumbling consciousness and monstrous thoughts. No. I am not that. I am…

Kill. Eat. Destroy. Take. Mine. Rip. Tear. Fuck. Devour.

****

Aaron was working frantically at his computer in the lab. He leaned forward, peering at the screen. The dim room made the glow cast by the device illuminate him in a hue that conjured images of a mad scientist. Delilah smiled. Affection for her work-a-holic caretaker left her shaking her head as she watched the maestro at work conjuring magical remedies to control the forces of life and death, or at least that’s how she view her savior’s efforts.

Clearing her throat, she knocked on the door. Aaron glanced up with the barest trace of acknowledgement as he returned to his work for a few moments more. When his fingers stilled he peered at her over the thin edge of the large screen.

“Hi Del, come in and sit down with your sleeve up,” he ordered.

She took off the jacket she’d just grabbed out of the closet in his office. She kept stuff here for emergencies. His lab was her hellish home-away-from-home.

“How was work?” he asked without looking at her as he gathered the supplies.

“Coffee was made, served, and drank. Oh, and I let the customers have some too,” she joked.

Aaron grunted a dry snort of a laugh. That was the best one she’d forced out of him so far.

“Have you had any changes in your senses? See any floaters?” his voice was devoid of concern, only holding a subtle flavor of curiosity. “Are you experiencing anything unusual?”

“No, but I’ve suddenly found this strange back hair, mohawk-thing growing down my spine, and I’m wondering if I should wax or shave?” she said as a jest, flippant.

Aaron dropped the tray he was carrying to rush across the room. He moved so quick her brain couldn’t process what made his characteristic cool, calm, and collected disappear.

Delilah cried out as he jerked her forward and yanked the neck of her t-shirt away from her skin. He moved her forward and to the left. She realized he was positioning her into the light and was actually looking for unsightly hair growth. Jerking out of his grip, she pulled her shirt straight.

“Jesus. Aaron, I’m kidding,” Delilah grumbled. A quick flash of guilt kept her from meeting his eyes. “I was just messing with you.”

The troubled expression didn’t leave his face. She wouldn’t call his gaze angry, but the tick in his jaw said she’d upset him. He worked incredibly hard on her behalf. Guilt burned her as he turned away, and she noticed his lips compressing into a fine line.

Frowning, she reached out and grabbed his hand. “I’m sorry. You know how I get when I’m tired.”

“How have you been sleeping?” He was back in doctor mode.

She tried to shake the unsettled feeling that his excitement over her imaginary freakishness incited. He’d almost appeared—elated. She shuddered and unconsciously rubbed the site where he’d soon be giving her the nightly experimental injection.

“Same as usual, the dreams are still bad. I’m in a cage and I hurt.”

He grunted as he went to get fresh supplies. When he returned, she twisted her arm so he had good access to her vein. Looking at her arm bothered her and she tried to ignore the fact she had track marks like a drug addict from where he’d been taking so much blood lately.

“Don’t forget I’ll still need some of that,” she teased.

Last week she’d been dizzy after he’d finished. He didn’t even glance up as he pierced her flesh and began the process of filling vial after vial. She turned away and gazed at his desk to avoid watching. Even after all this time, she didn’t like to see.

When he finished she sagged as the tension left her shoulders. A tingling started in her temples. She could smell burnt toast. It was happening again.

“Aaron,” she cried out as blinding white light blurred her mind and the sensation of falling made her stomach jerk like a kid who’d gone too high on the swing set. Her seizures were never textbook. Then her mind wasn’t in her body anymore.

****

Nik fought to control the beast. She was there. With him. He reached out mentally and for a second his consciousness brushed hers. The subtle contact zinged through him. Sensual and alive, the connection dulled his misery for an instant when he touched her thoughts. She made him whole for a wonderful moment. She fought. Delilah always fought.

She wasn’t his kind and didn’t understand. Nik sent her reassurance, compassion, but her terror was the only thing getting through to him now. The beast reacted. He couldn’t restrain the predator when the exhilaration of her fear stirred it awake.

The man fought to stay in his head and protect her, but the wildness inside of him beat frantically at his brain demanding control and freedom.

“No,” he huffed. “Not this time.”

There was something different about the way Delilah’s thoughts moved in his cognizance this time. He wanted to understand, but the struggle to hold on made it hard for him to think. Humans didn’t mind-speak, but it was almost as if…

His body convulsed and twisted in a horrific and pure death as he became. The thinking part of him drained away as instinct and primal needs replaced his higher reasoning. Nik lost his battle with startling finality.

The creature snarled.

© Ashlynn Monroe

 

Midwest Book Lovers Unite Conference Sept 26-28

Posted by ashlynnmonroe on May 28, 2014 at 2:25 PM Comments comments (0)

Friday
12:00 Noon: Registration begins.
6:00 – 6:45 PM: Welcome Ceremony
7:00 PM – 9:00 PM
Speed Meeting*
Meet 15 of your favorite authors in tonight’s speed dating event. Sit at the author’s table and ask any question you want but you better hurry cause you only have 7 minutes!
Isabella LaPearl
Angel Payne
Shayla Black
Stephanie Beck
V.A. Dold
Jenna Jacob
Randi Alexander
Gina Maxwell
Kris Austen Radcliffe
Stephanie Julian
Bria Starr
Lynn Rae
Linda Rae Sande
Margie Church
A. T. Weaver
9:00 PM – Meet and Mingle
Join us for our Meet and Mingle event. Get to know some of your favorite authors, cover models, bloggers, and reader friends during this open and friendly event. This is not an organized event. The ballroom will simply be available to us until midnight if anyone would like to use it to hang out and chat.
Saturday
9:00 AM – 11:00 AM
Book Signing
*Conference attendees only fromn 9:00 – 9:30, open to the public at 9:30
Included in convention fee for full convention attendees. Charge is $10/person for public attendees, paid at the door (cash or credit, no checks please).
Come hang out with some of your favorite authors and get autographed books and merchandise. Bring your own books (all will be stickered at the door) or purchase books at the book fair or from the authors.
1:00 PM – 2:00 PM
Live Cover Shoot
Join us for a fun filled hour with the industries very own cover model Justin Coale! Sit back and enjoy the show!
How do three authors write together without killing each other?*
Authors of the Doms of her Life series, Shayla Black, Jenna Jacob, and Isabella LaPearl
Welcome to the worlds we read about.
Zoey Derrick, Linda Rae Sande, Lois Greiman, Gina L Maxwell, Rory Ni Coileain
2:00 PM – 3:00 PM
Tarnished Tiaras – The ladies of Erotic Romance*
Angel Payne, Robin L Rotham, Jenna Jacob, Shayla Black, Isabella LaPearl, Ashlynn Monroe
Get ready for some laughs and good times when you sit with this group of ladies while they talk about how to get a sex scene right. How to make a sex scene good and how to organize a menage scene.
Romancing Western Style
Lori King, Randi Alexander, Sidda Lee Rain
Same sex lovin’
Rory Ni Coileain, A.T. Weaver, Margie Church, Stephanie Beck
Learn what it takes to write m/m, or f/f romance.
The Voice
Zoey Derrick, Jordyn Meryl, Kris Austen Radcliffe, Bria Starr, Lizzy Charles
Chat with these fabulous authors about getting the man’s voice correct. What does it take to make sure the male character sounds like a male?
3:00 PM – 5:00 PM
Pure Romance Party
Join Natalie Jett for a Pure Romance party. This is a classy party for adult women. Where you can leave your inhibitions at the door and let your hair down. You will sample the best in bath, beauty and bedroom essentials. Natalie will be available for purchases during and after the party
Game Show Event
Gina L Maxwell, Bria Starr, Randi Alexander, Jenna Jacob, Lori King, Stephanie Beck, Sidda Lee Rain, Stephanie Julian, Ashlynn Monroe
** More Information coming soon **
6:00 PM: Dinner with Authors
Shayla Black
Gina Maxwell
Isabella LaPearl
A.T. Weaver
Margie Church
Angel Payne
Michele Prince
Sidda Lee Rain
Robin Rotham
Stephanie Beck
Lori King
Jenna Jacob
Linda Rae Sande
Randi Alexander
Honor James
Lois Greiman
Bria Star
Kris Austen Radcliffe
Ashlynn Monroe
Jordyn Meryl
Stephanie Julian
Michele Hauf
Lizzy Charles
Price: $25 to guarantee a spot with your favorite. Sign-up coming soon!
8:00 PM – Midnight: Masquerade Ball
Join us for an evening full of music, dancing, and fun where you can let your naughty side show with something a bit risqué or your sweet and innocent side with something formal and classy. Don’t forget to bring your favorite mask!!
Cash bar available at event
Sunday
9:00 AM - Noon: Breakfast and Farewell Event
Continental Breakfast. Raffle basket winners chosen at this time. You must be present to win so be sure to be there.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The best part of writing a book...

Posted by ashlynnmonroe on April 24, 2014 at 7:25 PM Comments comments (0)

I love to write. Even if people stopped buying my books, I’d still write. I’ve done it for so long I don’t know how to live without creating stories. The best part of writing a book is seeing the cover art for the first time. I have only been disappointed a few times, and those were all covers that were done in 2010. When a talented graphic artist depicts my characters, I always squeal a little. It’s so fun to see my imagination coming to life. Tied for first place is hearing from readers. I love to see reviews coming in, but a personal email from a reader is a cherished gift. I cried the first time someone wrote to me to tell me they loved my book. It was amazing! Thank you for giving the opportunity to entertain you. If you haven’t read my work, I hope you’ll try one of my books because I’d love to hear from you.
~Ash~

 

Easter Blog Hop

Posted by ashlynnmonroe on April 20, 2014 at 8:15 PM Comments comments (10)

If you’ve never heard of me, I hope you’ll take a moment to explore my website. I’m giving away some fun swag. Lip balms, pens, buttons, and other freebies will go out in the mail to US address only. Just leave your email in the comments and I’ll contact winners for mailing addresses. I’m giving away a lot of great stuff so leave your email in the comments if you want a chance to win a wonderful selection of gifts.

Click this link for your chance to win the grand prize. Webs.com hates rafflecoptor so I had to link to facebook to make it work. This will take you to my page and you'll be able to get your entry.
https://www.facebook.com/AshlynnMonroeAuthor?sk=app_228910107186452" target="_blank">https://www.facebook.com/AshlynnMonroeAuthor?sk=app_228910107186452.

 

Hop around and find all chances to win here http://mina-carter.com/blog-hops/.


 



My Writing Process

Posted by ashlynnmonroe on February 17, 2014 at 2:55 AM Comments comments (0)

David Martin invited me to answer these four questions about my writing process.

1) What am I working on?

I just finished a hot erotic sci-fi romance about a woman kidnapped by aliens and claimed by three futuristic miners in the wilderness of a long forgotten Earth colony. I’ve just started on a beastly tale of a man battling his nature to claim his mate.

 

2) How does my work differ from others of its genre?

I try to write very character driven stories about characters loving more than one person. I love the challenge of finding a way to make all the characters happy.

 

3) Why do I write what I do?

I’ve always been a romance fan. I started reading them at far too early of an age. I love sci-fi and paranormal romance. These books are a natural extension of my interests. I read sci-fi and paranormal romance avidly. I write it because my muse demands it.

 

4) How does your writing process work?

I come up with an idea or scene and build off that. I usual work on several books at one time. If I don’t write, I don’t feel healthy. There’s a buildup of imagination inside of me without having my books as an outlet I become physically ill and unsettled.

 

I have invited

Jessica Coulter Smith http://jessicacoultersmith.wordpress.com/

http://wp.me/pnd0I-9n 

Beth D. Carter http://bethdcarter.blogspot.com/ 

to tell us about their writing process…

 


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