Friday, October 4, 2013

Spotlight is on Seduced, be ready to be rocked. Guest Post and Giveaway

Seduced (Lost in Oblivion)
by Cari Quinn and Taryn Elliott
Contemporary Erotic New Adult Romance
Publisher: Rainbow Rage Publishing
Release Date: July 4, 2013
Heat Level: Sizzling
Word Count: 74,000


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Description:
A PREQUEL to the NA rock star series Lost In Oblivion.

Warning: Get ready for a testosterone overload. The guys are in the driver's seat in Seduced - and the ride's gonna rock.

Twenty-three year old Nick Crandall has one focus in his life: Oblivion, the band he formed with his best friend Simon Kagan. With gigs coming up and the band members lacking focus after losing their drummer to rehab, they're out of ideas. Until Oblivion's bassist, Deacon McCoy, poses a surprising suggestion.

Bring in someone new. Two someones.

One You Tube video gone viral later, Oblivion is poised on the brink of stardom. With their new hot drummer chick — who comes in a package deal with a talented guitarist who happens to be head over pick in unrequited love with her - it seems like everything's falling into place. Or will the band Nick and Simon have fought to keep together disintegrate before their eyes?

Four guys & one woman + more success than they ever bargained for = trouble, of the sexiest kind.

Get Seduced by this novel-length introduction to the band Oblivion. This preview occurs before the four forthcoming books about each of the band members. Sometimes getting lost means finding yourself…

Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains explicit sex scenes and/or situations (including m/f/m menage) and adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.

About the Authors:
Cari Quinn - USA Today bestselling author Cari Quinn wrote her first story—a bible parable—in 2nd grade, much to the delight of the nuns at her Catholic school. Once she saw the warm reception that first tale garnered, she was hooked. Now she gets to pen sexy romances for a living and routinely counts her lucky stars. When she’s not scribbling furiously, she can usually be found watching men’s college basketball, playing her music way too loud or causing trouble. Sometimes simultaneously.

Connect with Cari Quinn
Website: http://www.cariquinn.com (sign up for her brand new newsletter!)

Taryn Elliott - She’s from the great state of New York--upstate NY…you know, above NYC by about three hours. Her family consists of a brother who takes care of keeping the snarky side of her alive and a dog that is more spoiled child than mutt. Her writer-friends are the glue that keeps her crazy ideas more in the sane category, and her non-writerly friends are the reason she’s not a complete hermit. She can't go a day without laughing and truly does fall in love with each and every one of her leading men as she writes their book. Music is life and every story has its own soundtrack.

Connect with Taryn Elliott
Website: http://www.tarynelliott.com (sign up for her brand new newsletter!)
Twitter: https://twitter.com/TarynElliottFic


The Care and Feeding of Authors
Hi, Lynelle. Thanks so much for having us on your blog.  I thought I might talk about something near and dear to us—besides the crazy books we work on together—our readers.
Cari Quinn and I have been in the writing game for a while now. We just had our five year anniversary as crit partners this summer. We’ve pretty much been each other’s sole touchtone when it comes to the frustrations of being an author. From the beginning days when we were just trying to finish a manuscript to submissions and wringing fingers and now to deadlines and multiple contracts—we’ve been it for each other.
Of course our family helps out and is pretty good for a sounding board, but when it comes to the understanding portion of how to care for an author we really relied on each other to get through the tough times.
With a few books under our belt we have found that there’s also another offshoot of this writing thing that we’re enjoying. Our author/reading group on Facebook, The Word Wenches. We really weren’t looking for a fan club. What we wanted was a place that people could talk about books, men and music. For the most part they are fans of our writing…either Cari or myself—and now, both of us.
Why?
Because we interact and talk to them. We have fun talking about our books, other books, and the almighty sexy picture posts that Facebook loves so much. Whew…we have quite a few of those on our board!!
But in the end, we love to talk to people.
Writing is a solitary thing for the most part. But our girls in the Word Wenches give us a fun outlet. We do talk about our Works in Progress, give them snippets of them in their unedited forms, and do giveaways when we have new books coming out. So…in a sense there’s a bit of the fan club aspect to it, but we don’t want people to feel obligated to push our books.
We just want everyone to have a good time in a safe place on FB. Things can get a little racy sometimes. A lot of moms and family oriented people have fun in there because it’s a closed group and they don’t have to worry about their posts going on their news feed if they want to talk about a dirty passage in a book, or even a crazy article they’ve found online.
It’s an open forum for fun.
In the end, we love having that one on one interaction with readers. And man, we’re not sure what we’d do without them now!
If you’re interested in joining our happy home you can check us out: here



Excerpt Two – Spicy

Nick stabbed his fingers into the mile-high bun Jazz had fixed on top of her head, wrecking the orderly curls, tearing them down while his tongue plunged between her lips. She moaned, loud and sharp, not tempering the sound. And he feasted on it, on her, sucking on her tongue, nipping her lips, swallowing that same grape-sweet taste she’d tormented him with before.

“Want me to go down on you?” he whispered between kisses. It wasn’t an offer he made often, though he had a feeling she’d be the exception to all of his rules.

She shook her head, hard and definite. “No. Just fingers. Please. Like last time.”

They didn’t speak after that. Didn’t do a damn thing except kiss and touch and pant hotly into each other’s mouths. Just like last time, she stroked his cock like she was manipulating her drumsticks. Up, down, up, down, squeezing, letting go. Over and over until he shoved her back against the wall and pushed his hand under her skirt. All he could think about was getting inside her.

She wore panties tonight, tiny frilly ones, and he ripped them aside and surged his fingers deep. She threw her head back, banging her skull. He pulled out and rubbed her piercing, amazed all over again that such perfection existed in his world. The memory of those pink crystals around her taut little clit could take him straight to heaven. But he wouldn’t go alone.

He spent extra time toying with the studs, testing her reactions to each flick and flutter. Building the urgency between them until they both trembled like plucked strings. Then he was playing her flesh like she’d played him and all he could hear were her ragged gasps, each of them ending on a single plea.

More.

More.

God, give me more.

She came in a pulsing gush against his palm, and he groaned as he dropped his forehead into the crook of her neck. Her brown sugar scent and the smell of her arousal wrapped around him, constricting his lungs, blocking his airflow. Then she dropped to her knees again and pulled down his zipper, taking him out so fast he couldn’t do more than pant his gratitude. Her lips closed around the head of his dick and he fisted his hands against the wall, one of them still soaked from her, lost to the sensation of her wet silky mouth riding up and down his length.

It didn’t take long. She remembered what he liked, and he’d been primed for the past week. He hadn’t let himself come on his own, knowing he’d see her behind his eyes. She’d be the cause of his orgasm even if he was all alone. So he’d held back, held off, somehow knowing they’d end up in this place again. His own touch would never be a decent substitute when he could have her.
At least he had her right now.

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Guest Post

Cari Quinn and I are working on a rock star series starring the boys from Oblivion. And because music plays such a large part of the writing, it also is the main ingredient in the inspiration. I’m the visual one of the partnership. I’ll pour over pictures and research for settings. And you’ll find that in my writing. (Although I’ll tell you it was tough to do in this book because it’s solely in the male pov and those guys just don’t allow for the lyrical and flowing writing I use for imagery. Grrr.)
Cari’s strength is the angst and soul bleeding twists she puts into a story. And believe me for the purposes of this series…Cari is just awesome. She knows how to create a complete labyrinth of problems to resolve through the 5 books that make up Lost in Oblivion.

But one thing we always agree on is the need for a playlist when we’re working. And we can’t quite get the book going without one. We have very eclectic taste, and not all the songs on our playlist are genre specific to what Oblivion plays, but they do inspire us based on whatever chapter and scene we’re working on.
One of my personal faves is Slipknot’s “Snuff”. It’s not the typical growly heavy rock song that they generally play. This is a bit more low-key and the lyrics are pretty heavy. But the feel is perfect for the story. Because when these guys love, they love so hard and so completely that it eclipses all reason sometimes.


Seduced is a love story about a band. There are romantic entanglements that make themselves known, but in all reality…Seduced concentrates on the band’s infrastructure and just how 5 very different people come together and create something new.
The next book in the series, ROCKED—coming out this fall, will narrow the focus onto Deacon, the bass player of the band. And that’s when we get into the sexy romance.*rubs hands*  In the craziness that is Oblivion’s first US tour, Deacon will have to navigate the minefield that is social media while falling in love with a woman that is predisposed to hate rock stars. Oh, and in the middle of all of that he and the band have to make a major decision about their first full-length album and the pitfalls of fame.
Next will be TWISTED, coming out in February, 2014.

You can find these books on Goodreads as well as more information on our Lost in Oblivion site: http://www.lostinoblivion.com/






My 4.5 Star Review

I received this book from the author for an honest review.

Explicit. Before you think I mean it in a bad way I need to stop you because it is not. This book is really a great story with great characters and an even greater plot. 
One Band = 4 Guys, 1 Woman = raging hormones and a love for music, and one goal to make it big, but not at the cost of friendship. The main plot of this story and I think the authors did accomplish that in this book. If you look pass the offending words and the raging hormones, you find five characters with a sincere heart and enormous talent. Alone, they will never make it, as a band they were fabulous.
The highlight was mostly on Nick and Simon as we experience their ups and downs in the band, their personal lives, their struggles, their confused states and their enormous egos tempered by the one woman in the group they called Pixie. 
They were in a place where it was either sink or do something and get themselves out of the groove they were in. Alcohol and women are the main cause of their woes and troubles. But yet through all the drama that played down you learned about them on a personal level. Their painstakingly objectiveness towards their roles in the friendship group and band, harsh that it hurts at times. But at the end they always worked all the problems out with their love for music. The constant hunger that drives them to be better, to reach that place where dreams are made. Finding their peace between the music notes and strings of the guitar, alive and full of energy. Allowing the rhythm to drown out all the frustrations and pain. The lack and hunger for love and acceptance drove them to make mistakes, becoming their own worst enemy. They tried to solve it between the thighs of women or with burning liquid, but at the end their cynical, but yet sincere personas came to the rescue and they could be explicit in the best way. 
The authors rich, descriptive lines about music and the instruments drew you into the story and capture you so that you could not stop reading until the very end. The sex scenes explicit but yet not offensive and entertained the reader with sizzling hot adventures. 
Really a great story I can recommend, but if you are easily offended by the curses and sex do not read, it will shock you.

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