*Disclaimer – In the following post, I am going to use generalizations such as “we,” “us,” and “our” – please know that I DO realize, not EVERYBODY feels the same things and the same way. I do, however, have a feeling, that there are more of us that can relate than those who can’t. If you are one of the lucky people who cannot imagine what it feels like to share in any of the experiences below, count your blessings, baby – because you are one lucky girl! xo
Do you remember the first time you looked in the mirror and didn’t like the image staring back at you? What about the first time someone said something hurtful or unkind to you? Probably not. For a lot of us, that experience happened when we were far too young to even realize what was going on, so we put those feeling in our proverbial back pocket and let them stay there. We continue to go through life – experiencing ups and downs. For some of us, there may be more downs than ups, for others, we may just spend more time focusing on the downs then enjoying the ups and after a while, our pockets begin to droop and those feelings begin to find their way out, impacting each of us in various ways. For some of us, we use food (either in excess or in sparsity), for others – drugs/alcohol, for some, we become aggressive, while others completely introvert, some use our bodies for the attentions we felt we lacked, while others try to become invisible to the world around us. We look around and see our friends or our “not” friends, and they seem to be so happy and alive and content and we think to ourselves, why can’t I feel like they do? Continue reading →
Well, May has arrived and it is finally time to launch my baby, aka – Thursday Nights, off into the great unknown. Does that statement seem a bit grandiose? Not to a fellow writer! Honestly, to me, this whole process has been just like parenting. I came up with an idea for a story in its infancy stage and have watched it grow, I have nurtured it, fed it with my heart and soul, brought to doctors (Betas, editors, etc.) when it needed help, and sent it to college (the formatter) when it was ready to leave home. And now my baby is all grown up. Tear!
I am super excited to announce so BIG things that will be taking place over the next two weeks. So sit tight and pay attention. First of all, as of this morning, I, along with the super talented web-designer Ashley Parsons, have launched my new website. PLEASE take a few minutes to check it out. It is gorgeous!!!! (If I do say so myself…heehee – Ashley is a genius!) Here is the link – www.Lisanpaul.com .
Next, There is another great give away that I am offering through Rafflecopter. The grand prize is a $75 gift card to either Amazon or to Barnes and Noble (the winner picks the place).
Also, I am really excited to attach a second “Thursday Nights” teaser to this post. So don’t forget to keep reading after the contest post.
Over the next two weeks, there will be some pretty fantastic blogs participating in the, “Thursday Nights” blog tour. for a full schedule please refer to www.Lisanpaul.com.
“Pain can leave even the strongest of people weak and hollow
Max DeLucca has spent seven years trying to forget the betrayal of his past.
He lives his life from day to day never looking forward and never looking back. The walls around his heart keep anyone from getting too close and prevent him from feeling too much… until he meets her.
Her entire life, Janie Silver searched for the kind of love that wouldn’t leave her broken and more importantly, wouldn’t leave her behind. She longs for a love that can heal the wounds of her past and give her the future she knows she deserves. She thought she was looking for something that just didn’t exist…until she meets him.
Danny’s on Main is where their story begins.
A neighborhood bar where strangers become friends, friends become family
and some … become lovers
… it all started on Thursday Nights”
And… Here…is the long awaited and long anticipated 2nd teaser. ENJOY
Max knew Janie well enough to know his words hurt her. She looked physically pained every time he shut her out. While he wasn’t lying when he said the problem wasn’t her, it left a fresh scar on his heart every time he saw the ache he inflicted flash through her eyes. The need to see her face was overwhelming. He had to look in her aqua eyes and make her understand that he wasn’t worth her time or her heart.
The bathroom door was all that stood between them. He lifted his hand to the doorknob, wanting so badly to open it and go to her.
He could envision her beautiful, naked body through the steam coming from the shower, the water trickling down her soft skin. Stripping himself down and sliding into the shower behind her. His large hands moving around her narrow waist, grazing over her ribcage and trailing up until he caressed her breasts. His thumb and forefinger rolling her nipples as he leans into her neck and drags his tongue up the long column until he reaches her jaw. Slowly turning her around, the water pounding at her back, he bends forward and begins a slow assault using his lips, his tongue, and his teeth. Her nipples pebble between his fingers, and a slow husky moan bubbles up from her throat, giving voice to her approval of his touch. She whimpers when he moves one hand from her breast and slowly lets it travel down her belly over her pubic bone. She runs her own hand up along his jaw and into his wet blond hair, pulling his head closer to her neck just as he strokes the hard nub between her thighs. She moans when he uses the pad of his finger to fondle her clit, and he can feel her body start to tremble and tighten. He’s not ready to let her come because that would mean he’d be letting her go, so he sinks first one finger, and then two, into her moist heat and begins a slow rhythm in and out of her cunt. “Oh, Max. Oh my God.” Her body is shaking, and her pussy is creaming on his fingers as he’s licking her neck, her jaw, and finally her lips. As he continues to fuck her with his fingers, he uses his thumb to rub her clit, finally bringing her over the edge. He can feel the walls of her sex milking his fingers as he whispers his apology and his love into her ear.
If you are a big romance reader, which you must be since you’re reading this blog, you’ve probably been hearing the term, “insta-love” a lot lately. For those of you who have no idea what that term means, here is a brief description —- Inst-love is another word for love-at-first-sight. It’s when the hero/heroine of the story you are reading, meet (or in some cases, don’t necessarily even meet, but see each other across a crowed room, bar, class, boxing ring, etc.) and know that the other person is the ONE for them. Their blood starts to flow through their ears, their heart starts to thrum in their chest, their nipples tighten, their panties moisten, their … ahem…length…lengthens (giggle) and these things happen in a moment or a day or if they are really patient (heehee) a weekend.
So here’s the thing, if the story is well written, I don’t care how long it take the couple to fall in love. I really don’t. If the story is poorly written, that same couple could date for fourteen years and I would still hate the book. To me, it’s about the story-teller as much as it’s about the story itself. Which is where Tiffany King comes in. Here is an author who knows how to write stories. Every time I pick up one of her books, I find myself falling in insta-love by the time I’m done with the first chapter. How can that be, you ask? Great question! This is what I have figured out. I have no freaking clue how Ms. King does it time and time again! All I know for certain is, every time I read one of Ms. King’s books, I fall in love with both the hero and the heroine. I become entranced in the story and I become invested in the outcome. Each and every story that I have read, has flowed smoothly and beautifully. Ms. King treats her readers with respect by never forcing the information down our throats yet always giving us what we need to feel comfortable in story that surrounds us. Continue reading →
Back in January, I wrote a post for the novel, “A Beautiful Lie (Playing with Fire, #1)” by T.E. Sivec (http://lisasreads.com/2013/01/07/a-beautiful-lie-playing-with-fire-1-by-t-e-sivec-tara-sivec/ ). I explained how after reading Ms. Sivec’s Chocolate Lover’s series, I was committed to her as a comedic writer but I had my doubts as to her writing in another genre. I explained in that same post how totally and completely unfounded my doubts were because “A Beautiful Lie,” was a fantastic read that grabbed my attention from the first page and kept me riveted straight through till the end. I was practically giddy with delight, when I realized that Ms. Sivec had already started book two in the series. That book was released earlier this month (smiling)!!! Continue reading →
It’s been twelve days time since my last post. For those of you who use my blog to decide your next read, that can be a really long time. For me personally, it has been a frustrating two weeks. Here’s why – In that time, I have read approximately ten books. YES, that’s what I said, TEN (10)!! I’ve read romance, erotica, erotic romance, new adult, young adult, and combinations in between. While many of those books I truly enjoyed, maybe even loved, none of them inspired me to write to you. (Well, that’s not true, one of them did…but it doesn’t release until June – so I wrote my review and it’s sitting in a file waiting for the release so I can share it with you!! I can’t wait!!!!!!) The problem I kept having was, while I was entertained and even committed to the stories, the characters, and the outcomes – I didn’t feel that special connection that I get when a book consumes me. And since I only write about those special books…the ones I absolutely fall in love with…I stayed quiet. (Can I give you a list of the books I read and really enjoyed?…yes I can. Feel free to go to my Lisa’s Reads Facebook page and message me. Or you can message me here.) But Lisa’s Reads blog is for the books that consume me…the books that burrow themselves into my heart and into my soul. In my opinion, you deserve nothing less. Continue reading →
