It Doesn't Take Much...

I'm fairly easy to please most days and today was an especially nice day. Why?

1. I got a cortisone shot yesterday...and I am feeling fine today:) After five and a half months of almost non-stop pain, I'm good, really, really good.

2. It rained all day. I know, sounds odd that rain would make me happy, but I had six focused hours on the paranormal WIP: Dead Girl and that was wonderful.

3. I cooked. I know, who knew I even knew how to light the oven? but I secretly do:) Salad, coconut shrimp, seared scallops, and baked potato made me verra happy.

4. I took time for a two hour soak in my Jacuzzi and read...yeah...really...read for FUN!

5. I'm plotting a new erotica...very sexy stuff coming up soon...and new sexy, slightly dirty, okay...I lied..very, very nasty, dirty book I'm primed to write is making me very, very happy.

6. I cashed the latest royalty check and that really made me happy. EDGE is selling as well as Voyeur did and readers are loving it. So, if you haven't read it yet...and you are intrigued by BDSM erotica, breath play, bondage, or knife play...I encourage you to buy it!

7. Ooooo...and I almost forgot, I was asked to review a book written by Bonnie Dee and Laura Bacchi that is soon to be released...more about that soon...but I will say, after reading only the prologue and first chapter...I'm impressed.

Release Day for EDGE!

Dear Readers,

You can read the blurb, or read a really HOT, Dangerous excerpt, or you can just buy it...cause EDGE is Finally Here!

Yay!

And...if there are enough sales and reader responses... this menage is ready to take their dangerous play on the road for a little globe hopping...

So if you love Autumn, and Michael, and Jonas as much as I do...buy EDGE as soon as possible...cause I really want to write another story about their hot, sexy, dangerous escapades.

And don't forget to drop me a line and let me know what you thought about Edge!

Hugs and Kisses,

Roxy

Tomorrow Edge Will Be Available

Are you ready?

EDGE will be available at midnight and in celebration I am giving you a sneak peek today! In case you missed meeting Autumn, Jonas, and Michael in before, you can meet them in Voyeur now.

Excerpt:

She watched the shadow pass through his irises. It was always there, always lingering. He hid it behind his good-natured, almost-constant impish grin, but there it always was, ready to be called out, and she was calling him out to play. On her knees, tears she couldn’t explain to him streaking down her cheeks, she sobbed as a childhood song came to her mind. Patty-cake. Her father’s voice singing as she patted her small hands against his large, elegantly smooth ones, “Say, say, my playmate, come out and play with me, and bring your dollies three, climb up my apple tree.”

Jonas rushed to her side and knelt beside her, lifted her chin as she started humming the tune, the words haunting her mind. “Holler down my rain barrel, slide down my cellar door, and we’ll be jolly friends forever more…”

“What’s happened, Autumn? You were so certain you were winning” -- he pulled back to look into her face, afraid to ask but asking anyway -- “did you lose the case to Edward?”

“Don’t say his name!” she growled. She closed her eyes quickly, hiding from Jonas the pain of Edward’s offer. He would never know that Edward wanted her to come back, just as he didn’t know about her lapse with Edward in his office.

God, the shame of that.

She knew she was calling out danger to play, but she didn’t care. She wanted to hurt. She needed to hurt. The hurt on the outside must hurt more than the inside to make it go away. She’d learned that by accident, and she didn’t think that Jonas even realized that he’d taught her that lesson. “Hurt me!”

“Michael isn’t here. He’s in Vegas, remember?”

“We don’t need Michael.” Autumn pushed him, her palm a sharp punch against his shoulder. She shook her head hard, trying to dislodge the song. She needed Jonas to really come out and play. She leaned into him, kissing his cheek, biting his cheek; then when he turned to claim her lips, she kissed him, sucking his lower lip into her mouth. Sucking his lip. Biting his lip. A metallic taste filled her mouth. She’d bitten harder than she’d meant to. He pulled back away from her, jerked away, grabbed her chin, and made her meet his gaze.

She could see a drop of his blood on his bottom lip before willing herself to meet his gaze, finding control she didn’t want to see reflected back at her. “Why do you let Michael control you? Control us? You played with me before we became a ménage.

Play with me now. Just a little. Jonas. Hurt. Me. Just. A. Little.”

She could see his control slipping.

“Cut me, Jonas. You’ve wanted to. Michael always stops your plans. Michael isn’t here. It’s all right. I’m giving you permission. I trust you.”

Two Days until EDGE!

In the story Voyeur, my readers met Autumn and Jonas and Michael, learning that Jonas is a clinically diagnosed sadist who really likes to play on the edge, but tempers his need for "more" by taking photographs to keep things slow enough for him to remain rational...safe...if not completely sane.

In the follow-up story Edge, the level of play gets even more dangerous.

What is it about playing on the physical edge that lies between life and death? Suffocation, knife play, gun play?

You might not have even looked at it that way before, certainly you would never play with guns or knives, right? But have you ever drawn your lovers hands to circle your throat? Just a little pressure at the right moment? Just a little...

THat moment when you are walking the edge of orgasm and being suddenly unable to breath kicking you over the precipice of the best damn orgasm you've ever had...

I love playing on the edge.
I have really enjoyed writing this story...
In two more days you can let me know if you enjoy reading it;)

Three Days Until Edge

Edge Play: High risk BDSM play which may fall outside the lines of safe and sane but are still consensual, including physical threat (guns, knives or breath control), emotional threat (phobias, past traumas, or childhood memories), or activities which challenge social taboos.

What is emotional edge play and what makes it so damn fascinating?

I have been fascinated by edge play since before I had a name for what my first husband was “doing to me”…I thought he was nuts. Why would anyone want to “get in my head”, “mess with my mind”, “torture me” with words? And then I realized he was getting off on it. The interplay between us when I was devastated…a horrifyingly, ugly, emotional mess…think tears and snot and well, worse than that without the graphic detail…really did it for him. And in a way, I suppose it did it for me as well, because I still think about those times, more than anything else we did together.

At the time, I hated him.

There are nights…the intensity is all I can think about.

No one has ever made my heart pound so hard, no one has ever fucked my mind so totally. It was a rollercoaster ride that cannot be explained but only experienced.

So back to the question, what is emotional edge play?

There are hundreds of definitions if you use a search engine, but in my mind it is the creation of an emotional state using past or current emotional stressors that is then toyed with, manipulated, through the power exchange. It is the ability to take someone to the brink of fear or anger or jealousy and then tip them over the edge while still holding onto them. It is actions and words that provoke a huge emotional reaction.

Edge Play is not for novice players. Really. This is not the stuff you do on Saturday night for shits and giggles because the results can be far reaching.


Edge written by Roxy Harte

For the ménage of Autumn, Jonas, and Michael, their SM play is dark and dangerous, and for one sadism isn't a game at all…it's an illness.

BUY IT on Tuesday April 14th!

Edge Is Coming! Countdown Four Days!

You fell in love with Autumn, Jonas, and Michael in Voyeur...
And now their relationship gets really edgy.


Their play is dark and dangerous, and for one sadism isn't a game at all…it's an illness.

Atlanta attorney A.J. Blessings has it all going for her, a new law office with a solid client base, two men who love her and friends who envy her her men; however…

When her lover Michael starts to see another and she is left solely to the care of her sadist, play gets a little more dangerous, and when she starts topping her sadist from below, chaos ensues as the strength of the ménage is tested.

When it is announced that her father, a man she hasn’t seen since she was a child, is to be announced as the next Prime Minister, paparazzi descends on her life, making her every move front page news.

When a client is killed and the killer starts stalking her, Autumn turns to her men for protection, turning already tense relations into razor sharp emotional implements of torture.

Too stressed for words, Autumn flees to her childhood home.

Amidst the sunny, idyllic backdrop of the white sand and azure waters of the Bahamas, mystery hides within the shanty ruins and shackle remnants of a long-forgotten slave enclosure. The whispered secrets of half forgotten memories hold the secret of what really caused her parents to separate but self-discovery collides with danger when the killer shows up in paradise, but keeping her physically safe, sketchy at best, takes a back-seat to the emotional rollercoaster of having her father arrive on the island as well…

But the greater journey lies in the darkness calling to her soul as the ménage struggles to reunite…

EDGE will be available from Loose-Id at midnight April 14th.
If you haven't yet read Voyeur, you have four days before the naughtiness continues!

EDGE Cover Art Is Here!

Big, exciting day! The cover art for EDGE is finally here and I have Croco Designs to thank for another amazing job! Wow! It exceeds my expectations and gives me goosebumps every time I look at it.
And here's a close-up of the blade inside the camera...

So fitting...
I think that as much as I love Voyeur, the sequel is better...so if you want to meet this wonderful menage, why not go ahead and grab Voyeur now?
I can't wait until the release date!

Neither Snow, Nor Ice, Nor Stomach Upset...

I did it! The sequel to Voyeur...EDGE...is not only complete but submitted to the editor tonight! Yes, despite the fact that we had almost a foot of snow...and I would have rather been snow hiking...Or the Ice which left 100,000 Ohioans without electricity but spared me, or the flu which...well, I won't share the humiliating details...

However, I will send a big huge "SMOOOOCH" to Xandra Gregory who proof-read when I couldn't see straight and offered insight into what the ending lacked to give us all closure...I couldn't have done it today without her.

I love Xandra! Not only is she beautiful and sexy...she's also intelligent as hell. She's been my critique partner for over a decade, seen me through a failed marriage, multiple disastrous rebound-relationships, and into marriage again...while also helping me focus on the voices in my head.

So EDGE is now in the hands of my Loose-Id editor...and I'm both nervous and excited because it's a new relationship after losing my last editor to...ah...lands unknown...but I am assured she is the very best.

I sure hope she isn't squeamish about edgeplay!

Cleaning, Babysitting...and Writing???

I woke up again this am at six...
It's still dark at six.
There is no reason to be awake so early...none...growl...and No! I am not a morning person, thank you...

So, I've been awake...not writing...thinking about writing though...and my ideas aren't going where I want them to go...THIS AIN"T NO HARLEQUIN,RIGHT?...so why is it sounding...eh, like a Harlequin? I mean, seriously...

I think I need a serious flogging...
note I said serious, not mamby pamby...
Sigh...

Sir Hotness being on the road is killing me...I should be writing up a storm...I have time, energy...I just don't have the emotion and withought that...HARLEQUIN...

I just got home from buying cleaning supplies...everything...ammonia, bleach, floor clean, tub and tile cleaner, stainless steel polish, windex...we probably have half of it already here...
Who knows? I don't know...
I must really miss SH...usually he cleans...
I am seriously considering cleaning...

Today and Tomorrow, I have grandbabies...hopefully we can do some cool crafts...I'm all about babies creating out of cardboard and glue...paint and feathers...shiny things...
Yay...should be a fun couple of days.

If I was super brave, we might attempt cookies...
I don't know that I'm that brave.
We'll see.

Hoping my brain will crank out a fab idea while I'm cleaning and babysitting because I need a fab idea...edgy, intelligent...something to counteract my lame-i-tis...

Some edge play might snap me out of it...
SH isn't huge on edge play even when he is home...he's too smart...he knows all of the physiological damage potential...so "choking out" never really means without air...
I'm okay with that...he loves me...he values my life and respects how fragile life can be...

I've never been loved that much...

**As an update on the stress in my life that led to the nervous tic...
Beautiful Girl saw a Sports Medicine MD with the intention of getting a release to play...and thankfully he said, "No way." Which is a huge relief to me because she is still symptomatic ...headaches, nausea, slow reaction times to conversation and physical response...so I really didn't want her on the field...
Her official diagnosis is Traumatic Brain Injury...I'm not sure if that is a grade up or down from Post Concussive Syndrome but as long as it keeps her off the field.
She was disappointed (actually mad) until the doctor told her that one more serious bump to her head and someone (me) is going to be sending flowers to her funeral...
He got her attention...for now.

Sir Hotness is in Houston this week, Connecticut the week after that...
Then home for three days...Yay...and then I have no idea where he goes...I just know he does.
Looking forward to vaca week at end of October...