Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Bonella returns for our 4 Year Anniversary

Bonella resurfaces for our 4 Year Anniversary...


BONELLA: So I see you’ve got some hot sausages on the HOT estore.


LEA: Hot sausages?


BONELLA: You know…some nice looking hot di--


LEA: BONELLA!


BONELLA: What?


LEA: Manners, please.


BONELLA: Oh, for hellssake…this is the HOT blog, right? I’m sure your readers have seen a di--


LEA: Bonella, I won’t warn you again. Have some respect for those reading this blog.


BONELLA: Then why did you make me travel from down under, go through your grimy clean, well, polluted air is fine, but blue skies? I could have stayed in my little cave playing with my new playmate.


LEA: I invited you because you’ve been like a mascot every October to make an appearance but I hoped after four years you’d have picked up some of our human manners.


BONELLA: Yeah? And after four years I would’ve thought that stick up your butt would have been removed.


Lea shakes her head, contemplating deleting this entire anniversary opening.


BONELLA: Stop shaking your head…making me regret agreeing to host your anniversary this month.


Bonella reaches over and grabs the paper from Lea’s hands, and begins reading. Then laughs…hysterically.


BONELLA: No! You want me to read this? Actually read this garbage?


LEA: It’s not garbage.


BONELLA: “Dear readers, everyone at MuseItUp Publishing wants to thank you <GAG, COUGH, CHOKE> for your support these past four years.”


Bonella looks up at Lea.


BONELLA: Can I rewrite this?


Lea eyes her curiously.


LEA: I’d want to read your rewrite before you post it in the blog.


Bonella chokes in her laughter because she realizes Lea must have lost her marbles since they ARE in the blog already.


BONELLA: Yeah, sure, no problem, Lea…yous da boss, right? So, can I have a go at it?


Lea nods.


Bonella clears her throat.


BONELLA: Dear fans--


LEA: Oh, I like that.


BONELLA: Don’t interrupt a genius at work. <clears her boney throat> Dear fans, MuseItUp Publishing wants to say how much they appreciate you buying their ebooks, especially now with those hot, mouth watering sausa--


LEA: Oh for Pete’s sake.


Lea grabs the paper.


LEA: Never mind. I’ll do the intro over on the main blog on my own.


BONELLA: Suit yourself.


LEA: So tell me about your new playmate.


BONELLA: He’s a change from the oldies around town. Actually you’d probably drool when you see him. Human as human can be.


LEA: Get outta here.


BONELLA: Cross my heart and hope to die…oh, wait…HAHAHAHA, that won’t work cos I’m dead already. I’ll post some pics…no, you’re still a prude so pics will get me into trouble. I’m sure I have a decent one somewhere.


LEA: What’s his name?


Bonella smirks…

BONELLA: His name is Ricardo, but I call him Di--


Lea quickly covers Bonella’s mouth.


LEA: Oh, this is going to be one long anniversary month.


In the background, as Bonella is being dragged away by security, Lea could hear her yelling out…


BONELLA: It warms the COCKles of my dead heart to be back.


LEA: Go! Just GO!

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Featured Muse It Hot Author - Thomas Briar: A Lost Love Returns


Hi there. My name is Thomas Briar. Thanks for taking time out of your busy day to drop by the MuseItHOT Blog to visit with me. I really appreciate it.

Today I'd like to introduce my latest MuseItHOT release titled A LostLove Returns. It's an M/F contemporary erotic romance short story about a young woman reconnecting with the former love of her life.

You see, Clarissa once loved Jake more than life itself. He and their romantic relationship meant everything to her. This had been three years ago, before he'd abruptly abandoned her after getting a mysterious phone call in the middle of night. To make his return more poignant for Clarissa, she hasn't heard a word from him – didn't even know he was still alive – until he suddenly shows back up at their favorite sidewalk café.

So, one might say she's justified in taking great pleasure in telling him that she's engaged to someone else now and will be getting married in three weeks. Of course, he already knows this because he's been keeping tabs on her during his self-imposed exile.

Yep, life doesn't always provide people with the easiest of choices. Each person must do whatever they have to do to protect their loved ones. Then they have to live with the consequences of their decisions. Yes Sir, Yes Ma'am, circumstances can be really unfair sometimes, as they were with Jake and Clarissa.

However, now that he's returned, Jake isn't the type of guy to let anything, least of all Clarissa's resentment toward him, stand in the way of what he wants. Oh no. He's determined to win Clarissa back by fulfilling a promise he once made to her. And he will do this in spectacular fashion.

The only question is: will it work? Can his grand romantic gesture make her see that he has pined for her same as she has pined for him during their separation? Or will she choose to go forward in life without him?

Now, if I've managed to pique your curiosity in A Lost Love Returns, then please read the excerpt below or simply click on the cover for more details.
Thanks again for visiting with me!  



           
Excerpt
Clarissa looked up from her espresso to suffer a shock of disbelief. She blinked several times, thinking her eyes must be deceiving her.  It couldn't be him. It just couldn't be.

Yet, there he sat three tables away from herthe lost love of her lifehaving returned to Key West and their favorite sidewalk café from…? She honestly couldn’t say because she didn't know where he'd disappeared to or the reason behind his sudden abandonment of her three years ago.

She trembled in the warm morning air as a plethora of emotions assaulted her beleaguered mind in quick succession: anxiety, intrigue, longing, regret, anguish, love, sorrow, and finally…indignation.

With every passing second that she resisted the tremendous urge to get up from her seat and walk over to make her presence known, the more equilibrium she regained. She could not, would not, go to him. At twenty-five years of age, with more life experience than most women her age, she knew all about the virtues of having patience.

To help sustain her resolve, she looked up at the clear blue sky, the other patrons enjoying their morning coffee, a lone car coming down the street, the group of retirees huffing along the sidewalk for exercise, everywhere except at him.

When she couldn't take the suspense any longer, her gaze returned to her former lover. He remained sitting there all alone, head tilted down as he texted on his cellphone.  He looked pretty much the same as she remembered.

In fact, he still parted his dark, wavy hair on the left side, although it was now cut short. He was very tan and his clean shaven, angular face still matched his lean muscular body perfectly. The board shorts, T-shirt, and sneakers he wore lent an impression of youthful vitality. Yeah, his early thirties looked really good on him.

In comparison, she hadn't changed much either, although she now colored her curly blond hair a soft light brown. She'd also grown it out to mid-way her back but still kept it cut around her oval face. She thought this hairdo best suited her voluptuous, hourglass figure. And the pants suit with heels she wore today fit her better than the tank tops, cut-off shorts, and flip-flops ever had.

As she continued staring at him and obsessing over his reappearance, she couldn’t help remembering how safe she'd felt within his strong embrace…how lucky she'd believed she had been at finally having met a man to share her whole heart with…how well their bodies had fit together…and lastly, of how much soul-connecting lovemaking they'd indulged in. What had gone so wrong for him to abandon her without an explanation? And why had he suddenly turned up again?

Under her patient gaze, it became inevitable that he would eventually look up and see her. The moment it happened, his blue eyes widened, his face went slack, and then he mouthed her name in silent recognition. She only stared back at his stunned expression, trying her best to hide her own inner turmoil.

He promptly got up and came over. In a deeply masculine voice, he said, "Hello, Clarissa. I was hoping I'd run into you here. May I sit with you?"

She stared up into his pale blue eyes, melting a little on inside. But still, she somehow held onto enough of her composure to say, "I don't know, Jake. You'll probably disappear on me if I turn my back for a second. So maybe you shouldn't."

"I have a very good explanation for my disappearance." He pulled out the patio chair across from her and sat without permission.

"Men always do, don't they?" She'd looked across the street at an elderly couple walking along holding hands. An old scar burst open inside her heart. She'd once envisioned Jake and her growing old together.

"I went away because"

"Don't care to hear it." She cut him off, wanting to hurt him like he'd hurt her. She kept looking at the old couple while absently twisting her coffee cup around and around. "Besides, I'm getting along just fine without you. In fact, have you heard the news? I'm getting married in three weeks."

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Thomas Briar strives to exalt the virtues of love and lust in every erotic story he creates. He also loves writing the kind of erotica that stretches the traditional boundaries of the genre.


Book Review – 

A Lost Love Returns
Author: Thomas Briar
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance Short Story

First Line: Clarissa looked up from her expresso to suffer a shock of disbelief.

Clarissa lost the love of her life when he mysteriously disappeared. Everything changed for her in the three years after he vanished.

Jake is a dreamer and treasure hunter. He and his brother specialize in sunken ships, until something happens to shift his life forever.

Mr. Briar’s books are always packed with something new and bold, mixed with a couple twists for good measure. The title is perfect for the story—a splendid shorty with some sizzling hot tossed in and a super special ending. I loved it! A quickie that packs a steamy punch of blaze and banter, and I found most satisfying…like all of Mr. Briar’s stories.

Reviewed by Kay Dee Royal