Lacy Underthings

Writing update...

2011-11-06T18:24:00.000-08:00

So I thought I would give an update on my writing.

I am working on finishing the first novella of a four brothers anthology. Before I took my break I had completed about 20K of this book. When I reread it recently I loved the story and hated my heroine. So I have been rewriting and adding more pages. I will have this first novella complete and off to my CPs by the end of 2011. YAY!

I also have started researching a new time period. I grew up watching westerns with my Dad. They were pretty much on all the time. I always loved them.

A few months ago Mr. Danes and I watched all three seasons of Deadwood. We LOVED it and we are looking forward to the premiere of Hell On Wheels tonight. Mr. Danes suggested maybe to jump start my excitement I should look at writing a western.

I loved the idea, so this weekend Mr. Danes and I took a trip to the Mecca of books Powells. I came away with:

Soiled Doves by Anne Seagraves
Tough Towns by Robert Barr Smith
Seeking Pleasure in the Old West by David Dary
Encyclopedia of Western Gunfighters by Bill O'Neal

I have been reading ever since we came home. Every time I have taken a break from my chores, I sit down and read. I'm fascinated by the time. I feel a new and different story energy brewing and it feels amazing.

So, as i finish up my current novella, I will continue to read, take notes, and brainstorm about my new characters. yummm!

Hugs,
Lacy.

The Fantastic TJ Michaels and Free Stuff!!

2011-10-31T10:31:00.000-07:00

Squeeee really is a word!
Totally excited to bring you FREE STUFF! Carinian's Seeker, Vampire Council of Ethics Book 1, published by Samhain Publishing, is FREE from November 1, 2011 to November 14, 2011. This book was nominated for a CAPA award for Best Paranormal Romance of the Year by The Romance Studio and is one of my favorites. It's a bit of a different take on sexy vampires in that none of these guys are dead. But they are gorgeous, deadly and on a mission. Get it free from Amazon or Barnes and Noble for your Nook or Kindle.

Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/Carinians-Seeker-Vampire-Council-ebook/dp/B001DOHZ64/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1319749541&sr=8-2

Nook: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/carinians-seeker-t-j-michaels/1100391658?ean=9781599983288&itm=1&usri=carinian27s%2bseeker

In addition, we're also celebrating the release of Egyptian Voyage, a paranormal tale with exquisitely evil bad guys, kick ass heroines and even more kick-ass heroes, all on a race of life and death across the Mediterranean. Use this code: AQ73D and get 35% off on this full-length book over at Smashwords. You can get it at Amazon and BN, too...but Smashwords has it on sale ;D

Smashwords Buy Link: http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/99031

Happy reading!
TJ

Getting Back To Writing

2011-09-15T19:09:00.000-07:00

I took almost a year off from serious writing.

Last October I hit a personal wall. I had lived through a totally crap year and was struggling in all aspects of my life. I was overwhelmed; recovering from sexual harassment which did a number on my self esteem, lost a great job because of it (my boss was the culprit), and, I had been when this hit me, nursing an emotional/sexual trust wound that had not yet healed. To say, I needed time away from everything that was even remotely related is an understatement. So, I did the severe and severed. I asked my then boyfriend(now husband) if we could take a month or so completely off. I stopped writing. I focused on nothing but healing myself and being with my kids.

The thing that helped me through all of this was journaling. I wrote, and wrote. I wrote all of my journal entries as if I wrote to my now husband. I shared these with him when we started to talk again and he was blown away with what I had done to heal myself and how much I was connected to him in this journey. He had also explored his soul, and desires, while we were apart, and had discovered he too, no matter what, needed me in his life, as his life partner and soul mate.

We married this past June.

I am now at a point where life is really F*ing fantastic and I want to start writing again. I really need too. I have all these story ideas that swirl into my mind but I am afraid. It is strange to say that because really, with my journaling, I have never really stopped. What scares me is when I write a romance story, or a sexual story, or any fiction, the story consumes me. When I am at work, at home, with the kids, story bits come flying into my head and I need to write them down, and get them out. I think I am afraid that if I start back my life will change again. I fear that life will go backward. That the circles I have fought so hard to rid my life of will start again.

I open my WIP every day. I tweak a sentence. I write a new one. Or two. Or even an entire page.

But then… I stop.

I think about my kids, I think about my husband and I wonder, can I do it all again?

Can I be a the good mother I know I am (the kind my kids deserve), be the good wife and lover my husband deserves (especially after all my husband and I have been through to get here), work a high tech full time job, and write the stories that swirl in my head?

So I have decided to write of my struggles for awhile, to share with you all my triumphs with getting my next story out of my head and down on paper.

Hugs,
Lacy.

Games... Games... Games...

2011-08-31T20:43:00.000-07:00

I am in search of fun games for 2 or 4.

I grew up playing Rummy with my parents and watching them play Penny Poker with their friends. I have never tried Poker. Though I was recently introduced to Hearts, which I quickly loved.

I picked up a Cribbage board this week with the kids. I have not read the instructions yet, but was told by the cashier it was her favorite game and no one she knew, knew how to play it!

So any suggestions would be greatly appreciated!

What are your favorite 2 or 4 player games?

Hugs,
Lacy.

Photos From Our ICEBALL Celebration.

2011-08-02T20:13:00.000-07:00

My husband and I express how much we love each other by saying "ICEBALL". This came about by me saying to him "I love you to pluto and back. Wait. Pluto is no longer a planet, what is it?"

Mr. Danes..."Its an ICEBALL." So now we just say "ICEBALL". Grin.

We were married on June 11th 2011. The day was amazing. The sun peaked out and the guest say that as we came together before the Officiant that a pair of humming birds danced above our heads.

Enjoy!

Mr. Danes and I.

In Celebration Of Our Upcoming Marriage…

2011-06-06T13:58:00.000-07:00

From now through Friday June 10th I will be giving away books and music CD's. How will it work? At 8pm PST each night I will pull a name from my comments list below to win a book of your choice from my back list, and a music CD that has one of our celebration songs on it.

Print books and the CD will be mailed out after the wedding. Grin.

Please check back daily to see if you won.

The Winners and the CD's:
Monday: #2 was randomly picked: Krystal! CD:Stateless by Stateless (song from our celebration Bloodstream.)

Tuesday: #6 was randomly picked: Christine Brooks! CD:Disintegration by The Cure (song from our celebration Love Song.)

Wednesday: #5 was randomly picked: Lindsey Hutchison! CD:Rattle & Hum by U2 (song from our celebration All I Want Is You.)

Thursday:# 7 was randomly picked:Bernadette! CD:Live In New York City by Bruce Springsteen (song from our celebration If I Should Fall Behind.)

Friday:#8 was randomly picked: Tegan! CD:Scratch My Back by Peter Gabriel (song from our celebration The Power of The Heart.)

If you are one of the winners, please email me at lacy@lacydanes.com with your book selection from my books page.

Hugs,
Lacy.

65 days until my wedding!

2011-04-06T20:20:00.000-07:00

There are 65 days left until my wedding.

I have had trouble finding the second dress of my dreams, but I know I will find it.

The catering will be done by Gourmet Productions a fantastic menu.

Skewered Chicken Thighs with Thai Red Curry Sauce

Beef Tenderloin Carpaccio with Sea Salt, Arugula, and Lemon

Wild Mushroom and Gruyere Quiche

Miniature Cheddar Burgers with Caramelized Onion and Sautéed Mushrooms on the side

Artisan Cheese Display with Grapes and Oregon Berries

Crisp Asparagus with Marcona Almonds and Orange Oil

Phyllo Triangles bursting with Sun-dried Tomatoes and Feta

Roasted Red Potatoes with Chives, Lemon and Artichoke

Endive Spears filled with Dungeness Crab Salad

Seared Ahi atop a Sesame Crisp with Wasabi Aioli

Chocolate Tartlets

Lemon Tartlets

Caramel Pecan Triangles

Fresh Squeezed Lemonade

Yum and Yum.

More people than I expected from my side are coming to the ICEBALL celebration.
ICEBALL is word the future Mr. Danes and I use to describe how much we love each other. Couple speak as one of my friends says.

For the week before the celebration in June, I will be giving away a book a day!

Please check back often to be a part of this great occasion.

Hugs,
Lacy

Holding Out For a Hero, Book 3 Released Today!

2011-03-08T18:10:00.000-08:00

My amazing friend Shelli Stevens has a release today. The third book in her Holding Out For a Hero series is about a firefighter and a woman who has been hiding a crush for a few years. Check it out!

Hugs,
Lacy.

One taste of her lips, and friendship is off the menu

Holding Out for a Hero, Book 3

Kate has always been everybody’s friend and the de-facto little sister to the Wyatt brothers. But her feelings for Todd Wyatt, the town’s hottest firefighter, run far beyond the sibling variety. Not that he’s ever noticed.

After years of nursing her crush, Kate decides it’s time to take action. Except she has one awkward little secret: she’s still a virgin. She hopes she can seduce Todd without him realizing just how inexperienced she is.

In Todd’s mind, Kate’s the sweet girl he teases and hits up for free cupcakes. One surprise kiss over the summer, though, and suddenly she’s jumped from the platonic side of his brain to the want-her-in-my-bed side. Even though the last thing he wants is to lose her friendship, his resistance to her determined seduction is slipping. Fast.

When malicious attacks on her bakery escalate, it soon becomes clear that for all Kate’s friends, she’s made at least one big enemy. And if they don’t figure it out soon, things could take a deadly turn.

Order at Samhain
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Reviews
“Ms. Stevens takes a couple who has been friends their whole lives, adds a bit of spice and turns it into a grab a fan and ice water because this one is a HOT story. She also adds just the right amount of suspense combined with a knock out romance and made this the kind of book that I will read again and again.” Fallen Angel Reviews, Recommended Read

“I would definitely recommend to any fan of contemporary romance.” Whipped Cream Reviews

“Flash Point is a delightful story centering around Kate who is a great friend and Todd who is slowly realizing that she maybe more.” Sensual Reads

EXCERPT

Silence fell between them, heavy and awkward, and the longer she kept quiet, the more she just wanted to scream. She could barely deal with Todd talking to her about the women in his life, seeing them was bad enough, but having to help him with it?

Todd seemed to sense her mood change, because any further attempts at conversation stayed firmly away from the topic of women and dating.

When the check arrived, he handled it despite her insisting that she pay half. The entire ride home, the hot ball of anger in her belly just kept expanding, until her vision was tinted with red and her hands were clenched into fists.

When they pulled up outside her house, she didn’t trust herself to say anything more than a terse, “Goodnight.”

She climbed out of the truck, slamming the door behind her as she strode toward her front door. She’d just blown any pretense of playing it cool, but so what? She heard the truck door slam again, and she flinched, increasing her pace.

Todd’s fingers curled around her elbow, spinning her around and off balance. She reached out to catch herself, just like she’d done earlier today with Walt. Only this time, there was no urge to pull away when her palms flattened against Todd’s hard, broad chest. But the fact that she was pissed, not just angry, downright pissed at Todd, had her jerking away regardless.

Todd didn’t let her go though, instead slid his hands up her arm to pull her closer to him.

Her heart lurched in her chest and her mouth went dry.

“I’m sorry,” he muttered.

She lifted her gaze to his and from the light of her porch saw the regret in his eyes.

“There isn’t a woman I’m trying to impress with baking. I made that up.”

Kate frowned, stilling in her efforts to free herself. “Why did you say that then?”

“Damn it, to keep this from happening.” His head blocked out the light as it dipped, and then his mouth crashed down on hers.

Shock ripped through her as his lips masterfully parted hers, his tongue plunging inside to taste her. She couldn’t move, couldn’t even respond for a moment. Until the tingling began and a liquid heat seeped through her veins, pooling heavily between her thighs.

She was in Todd’s arms and he was kissing the hell out of her? How long had she fantasized about this?

Release Day for HOUSE OF SIN!!!!

2011-01-11T09:08:00.000-08:00

Today is release day for my book HOUSE OF SIN and to celebrate I am over at the Smutketeers giving away a free book! Please stop by and say hi for a chance to win and to learn more about my naughty Victorian erotic romance.

I LOVE This Band!

2011-01-07T11:17:00.000-08:00

The Fratellis!

A Heady Tale

Pull me up a chair and keep your money
there's no guarantees
Won't you please forgive me but you know
Cold blooded women make me sneeze
And I'll kick you out the door if for just one minute you lie
And they'll come crashing though the wall
And leave you crawling till the minute you die

Pour yourself a drink or three
And maybe we'll think clearer for a while
You may be an embarrassment but
I love the your clothes are never in style
Living's much too easy
And dying would be some kind of bore
Well you swear that you're original
But I know I've seen those jealous eyes before

So steal the watch from off my wrist
Oh and shake me by the hand
We could disappear for days
And they wouldn't understand
Gypsy blood will get you far
And they will not miss you when you go

Tear another hole in my brown shoes
And we can all sleep for a while
Well I told you once before I love your braces
And your hesitant smile
But please don't get me wrong it's only right
That you can stamp on my heart
Well I've seen you and your friend some place
You know I just can tell you apart

Though they'll hunt you like a dog they won't take you alive
Cause you made them piles of money
Stacked up twenty stories high
And the boys in every bar
They will not miss you when you go

So steal the watch from off my wrist
Oh and shake me by the hand
We could disappear for days
And they wouldn't understand
Gypsy blood will get you far
though it's far away from me
Look me up when you get home
and maybe then we'll see

Though they'll hunt you like a dog they won't take you alive
Cause you made them piles of money
Stacked up twenty stories high
And the boys in every bar
Well they'll miss you when you're gone
You can tell a heady tale
And they'll both keep screaming on

La la.....

Wow, it has been awhile, and Happy Holidays!

2010-12-22T09:47:00.000-08:00

The last seven months have been a whirlwind for me. Filled with the High-highs and Low-lows that make life so interesting, challenging, and fun.

I have some fantastic new to share with you during this holiday season. My very own HEA. Grin. On December 16th, my longtime best friend and lover asked me to marry him. He totally shocked me and did it in such a romantic way it still brings tears and Goosebumps. One day I will tell our story; it has been filled with all the conflict, growth, romance, and devotion, which makes for a great romance.

I have not stopped floating and I honestly don’t expect to anytime soon. 2011 is going to be a great year.

Now on to story news! In less than one month, I have a new lovely and oh so naughty story coming out. House Of Sin, is a Victorian set novella that will release on 1/11/11 from Samhanin publishing. This story is one of my favorite stories.

Her most important duty—serve the master’s pleasure.

Emily’s dreams are simple: a life of dedicated service at a respectable estate, and a strong marriage filled with love and devotion for one man. Portage Place, the manor where her parents apprenticed, seems the perfect place to start. Though it is whispered that all is not as it seems behind its grand façade.

The rumors, it turns out, ring with truth. The halls are saturated with sensuality, desire and lust. Despite the scandalous duties she is asked to perform, she is determined not to stumble on what could be her first step toward her dreams. Dreams that, lately, have included the manor’s fiery haired groomsman.

A promise to watch over his younger half-brother brought Adam to Portage Place. For the first time in five years of enjoying the delights of the manor’s unbridled debauchery, Emily’s innocence touches the protector that still lives deep in his core. This house of sin may have ruined him, but he will see to it that it doesn’t ruin her.

It seems, however, that behind every door lurks a conspiracy to bind Emily in velvet chains of desire. Until the only way out is for Adam to take the biggest risk of all…

I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

You can get a glimpse of it here.

Happy Holidays to you all!

Hugs,
Lacy.

Decent Exposure!

2010-09-01T10:56:00.000-07:00

I usually post a sex word today, but yesterday I had a release!

Yesterday my second SPICE Brief DECENT EXPOSURE released from Harlequin ebooks. This story is naughty in a very good way. It explores the exhibitionist side of sexuality along with a healthy dose of dominance and submission.

Here is the blurb.
For years Stella struggled to find out exactly who she is and what she craves. Now she knows what she wants—to add some serious spice to her sex life. After lots of sizzling instant message chats and naughty web cam sessions, she is finally meeting her online lover in person. With his help, Stella's ready to fulfill her fantasies, test her limits and try anything—for all the world to see....

And a little peek at the beginning.

DECENT EXPOSURE

“Did you bring lube?”

I press my cell phone to my ear and hold it in place with
my shoulder. “Yes, sir.”

My heart pounds and I glance around the empty parking lot
washed in a pale yellow glow by the bright lights overhead. I
can’t believe I am doing this. Anyone can see me. I bite my
lower lip. People are at home in their apartments and flats;
their lives lit up like a moving painting before my eyes. Here I
sit in my car and take sexual orders from you. I barely know
you! Yet, somehow I trust you.

“Squeeze some of the lube onto your fingers and slide them
into your pussy, then finger fuck yourself. I want to hear you
moaning into the phone until I get there. Even better, I want to
hear how wet you are.”

Oh God. I squirm at your words and the walls of my pussy
swell with pressure. I will finally meet you this night. All of
our instant messenger chats about our desires, about limits, and
about how if things work well we will integrate normal life and
kink, have me panting at one simple request.

“How long until you arrive?” I slide my legs apart on the
seat, and the scent of my sex juices quickens my heart-beat. I
am dripping wet for you… no need for the lube, but as instructed
I squeeze a small drizzle onto my fingertips.

“Fifteen minutes tops.”

I arrived early tonight. I inhale, fill my lungs, and sigh.
“So long? I am dripping wet.” I fidget slightly and then slide
my fingers into the lips of my sex, spreading the hole wide. A
jolt of desire clenches my ass muscles and the hairs on my arms
stand.

“Ah, good girl, such a love hitch of breath. I will be
there shortly, my sweet, and then all the real fun shall begin.”

The image of you sitting in front of your computer on web
cam flashes before me. I push my fingers deep into my lava
warmth and clench my muscles about them. Your bright shining
blue eyes, glinting with laughter as your masculine, chiseled
face curves into a smile. I masturbate for you on cam with my
panties stuffed in my mouth, smelling the earthy scent of my
arousal and tasting the tart flavor of me mingled with soap on
the fabric. You are so very handsome, and oh that smile! A smile
I would get on my knees and beg to see.

Your attitude and the way you dominate me with your words
and eyes—a shiver of anticipation rushes my spine and my thighs
quiver-- The things you had me do online as you watched over the
net, had become fodder for my masturbation at night. What would
real time play be like?

You are on your way to me. This night we will play real
time and publically. This night your hands will trail my skin.

“Stella, are you there?”
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Hope you enjoyed!

You can purchase DECENT EXPOSURE at Eharlequin.com or Amazon for the Kindle.

Hugs,
Lacy.

Welcome Erotic Author Juniper Bell and Her Naughty Regency MY THREE LORDS

2010-08-06T02:30:00.000-07:00

Welcome to Juniper Bell. She is new Regency erotic author with her first book out from Ellora's Cave called My Three Lords.

My Three Lords
by Juniper Bell

How is one innocent country girl to choose between a Duke, a Marquis and an Earl? Must she?

When Miss Alicia Silverwood marries the Earl of Dorchester, he whisks her off to Notre Plaisir, a country manor where erotic surprises await in the company of three powerful lords.
The young Earl needs a wife and heir. The cynical Marquis de Beaumont needs a playmate. And the commanding Duke of Warrington needs a reason to live. As for the new Lady Dorchester, she’s about to discover the true nature of her own sensual needs. On top of that, she’s falling in love.
It might take a miracle for Lady Alicia and her three lords come to an arrangement that makes them all happy. Or perhaps all that’s required is a little scandalous rule- breaking.

Sounds wonderfully naughty. I am truly looking forward to reading this one. Grin.

So here she is... Juniper Bell.

I’m a lifelong fan of the Regency genre, but the idea of writing Regency has always terrified me. The research, the clothing, the etiquette… I like it when other writers do all that hard work and I can sit back with some bonbons or a glass of ratafia and enjoy the finished product.

So I have no explanation for why I decided to write “My Three Lords,” a Regency erotica – a ménage story that flashed into my mind one day. I suppose because the idea seemed so daring. An upperclass young lady, daughter of a gentlemen, becoming intimate with three very different lords? How would that come to pass, given the restricted social atmosphere of the day? What emotional path would lead the four of them there?

If she were a courtesan or a bit o’ muslin, it would be easier. But I wanted to write the story within the confines of the “ton.” Why? Cork-brained, I guess. But the character who inspired the story, Miss Alicia Silverwood, was so clearly young and innocent that I couldn’t write it any other way.

When I first started writing, the voice of my heroine spoke to me very clearly. I knew exactly who she was, and what she would discover about herself during her scandalous honeymoon. The three lords, the Duke, the Marquis and the Earl, fell into place as I wrote. Each one wants her and needs her for a different reason. But can they bring themselves to shatter the rules of society in order to find happiness and satisfaction? Can Alicia reconcile her desires with her role in life, that of a wife and bearer of heirs?

Part of the fun of the Regency period is the rules. If nothing’s holding you back from doing whatever you want, there’s no conflict. But if you know you’re supposed to behave a certain way, and your inner needs lead you in a different direction, things become very interesting. (At least to me.)

I had a great time writing this book, which is mostly in 1st person. I got to put myself in the shoes of a young Regency miss who is lucky enough to fall for three powerful lords, although in very different ways. I got to learn which “sex words” were used in the Regency, and which weren’t. (Did you know that “muffin” was a term for breasts?) And I acquired intimate knowledge of exactly how those period undergarments worked.

But now I’d like to take a break and go back to my old, leisurely ways. I want to relax on a couch and read other people’s books. And I would love to read more Regency erotica, stories that are focused on a sensual relationship against the backdrop of the Regency. Can anyone give me some recommendations? What’s your favorite Regency erotica? Or your favorite extra-sexy Regency that might not qualify as erotica? Comment with a title, and you’ll be entered in a drawing for “My Three Lords,” out now from Ellora’s Cave.

Thanks for stopping by and thanks so much to Lacy Danes for having me on her blog!

Juniper Bell

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If you wish to read a little taste of this story you can check out an excerpt here for My Three Lords.

Hope you enjoyed!

Hugs,
Lacy

Sex Word Etymology: Nipple: 16th Century:

2010-08-02T16:32:00.000-07:00

Happy Summer Everyone!

Sex Word Etymology for the word Nipple = Female breast.

Nipple, is a word that originates from the 16th Century. This word is thought to originate from the "Nib", meaning point. Nipple is defined as a projection that provides an outlet for milk at the center of the female breast.

Another variation is Nips, which is a 20th-century colloquial abbreviation.

Historic example: I read through several of my books but could not find an example of the word nipple!!! If you know of a historic example please let me know.

Example from my books:
Being Wicked: Grace~ Pg:42-43
Turning back toward Winston, she gazed at the bed. The carved platform stood only three paces from the tub. It was low to the ground and covered in the same rich crimson as the walls.

At each corner of the bed frame, there resided an elephant head carved with elaborate detail. Their smooth, wide ears tapered down to a ridged and looped trunk. Images of ankles and wrists tied to each of the four elephants' trunks as Winston's fingertips trailed her body in a fire that engulfed her and made her eyes widen. Winston. She glanced across her shoulder at him.

He stood with no shirt on, no shoes, and only his trousers. His smooth chest held no hair, not like Oscar's. His nipples peaked on rounded muscles. Grace's fingertips pinched together as if rolling the sensitive flesh that tapered down his flat stomach to the edge of his pantaloons.

"Undress, Grace."

He didn't move, but his stomach muscles visibly tensed.

"Undress..." Reaching up, she pulled the tie to her shift and the shoulders loosened.

Oscar had never asked her to undress for him. He had always been the one to disrobe her. Doing so was one of the intimacies he could do, and she had savored every brush of his fingers, hands, and lips on her skin as he did so. She worried the inside of her cheek. How should she go about undressing for a man?

How would Oscar have wanted her to undress?

Like a cat playing with its food, she would tease Winston just a bit...before doing as he wished.

His eyes darkened and he stared at her, unmoving.

She rotated her hips and kept her fingers tightly on the strings of her shift. I n her mind, music as exotic as the ladies of India, with their dark skin and hair, drifted in the air. Their bodies, covered in rich red and green silks embroidered with gold and silver threads, danced with her.

She pressed the balls of her feet into the floor and bent her knees slightly, then rocked her hips, as Emma had been doing in the ballroom below. With each rock of her hips, she slowly turned around in a circle.

Her hands rubbed the skin of her breasts, hard nipples poked the palms of her hands, In her mind, the women of India rubbed her breasts, then trailed hot hands along naked thighs.

"Grace!"

Grace's eyes opened, and the beautiful, exotic images faded.

"You are a delightful dancer, Grace. I wish you to undress for me."

Her fingers shook on the strings to her shift. Take a deep breath, Grace, and relax. She swallowed and lowered her eyes from his.

"Grace. Undress now."

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Interesting eh? If you have other examples of the word Nipple used historically or in current fiction please comment below with the line, author, and year/era and I will add them to my definitions.

This is the sixth of a once a month series on Sex Word Etymology that will occur on the 2nd of every month.

Enjoy,
Lacy.

I Sold To Samhain!

2010-06-22T12:20:00.000-07:00

I just wanted to let you know how delighted I am to be working with Samhain.
I have sold my naughty Victorian, House Of Sin, to Samhain for an early 2011 release. I don't have much more than that to say about it, but as the details unfold I will keep you posted.

Doing the happy dance.

Lacy.

Erotic Author Shelli Stevens Has A New Release! Bad Girls Do.

2010-06-14T09:22:00.000-07:00

My good friend Shelli Stevens recently released a new, naughty, short story. I was lucky enough to read this before its release, and it is a great erotic read. I think you will enjoy it! Below is the blurb, and a short excerpt.
Enjoy,
Lacy!

Bernadette has been kicked around one too many times in life. And when her politician-aspiring ex ditches her for some rags to riches girl, she sets out for revenge. One last screw to prove she can bring Winston to his knees and make him beg for her back.

But when she arrives at Winston’s penthouse, he’s got company in the form of a very sexy Pro Quarterback named Matt. Things start heating up and her party for two is starting to look like a party for three. As the night progresses, it just shows lust and sex can make it anybody’s game.

EXCERPT

I always knew Patty Lourella had Grade-A bitch tendencies, but it wasn’t until a week ago that I realized she was a man-stealing whore. Sure, she’s got a great reputation and everyone thinks she’s sweet as pie, but I’m here to tell everyone that’s all smoke and mirrors. She’s stacked like a brick house and willing to open her doors to anyone with the right knock.

Delving through my makeup bag, I pulled out my I-can-suck-cock-like-nobody’s-business shade of red lipstick and carefully applied it to my full pout.

Today, Patty was going to get a taste of her own medicine, and so was her new man—my now ex-boyfriend—Winston Charling.

After smacking my lips together, I ran my tongue over my pearly white teeth to make sure I hadn’t smudged lipstick there.

My breasts bounced in the demi bra, nipples scraping against the purple lace and tightening into hard little points as I strode to my closet. The string of my thong slid deeper into the folds between my legs, teasing the moisture that had already gathered.

Oh, yes, I was horny. Not just horny, fucking horny. I’d been planning this for days now. This little screw fest. It was my big fuck you and adios to Patty and Winston.

My vibrator was in hibernation and my body completely off limits to pleasure. I wanted to explode the minute he touched me.

And yes, I get that some people might think I’m nuts for wanting to sleep one last time with the man who’d cheated and then dumped me for some socialite wannabe.

I won’t stand here and proclaim to be a Timid Tammy who blushes at the idea of sex, nor am I necessarily the nice girl. I love sex and am not afraid to ask for—or take—what I want. Bottom line? I’m just not your average woman.

And Winston wasn’t your average man. The guy has a cock that could make a porn star jealous, and a tongue that could inspire a romance novel.

Flinging open my closet, I scanned the contents and gave a sad cluck of my tongue. I had plenty to wear, but the one thing I wanted was gone.

You see, Patty stole more than just my man. She also stole my Roberto Cavalli pumps. Frankly, it was a toss up on which was more irritating. But I’d get them back. The pumps. I didn’t want Winston back. That boat had sailed. I just wanted a farewell fuck. I just wanted to give him one last memory of exactly what he’d given up.

It just didn’t make sense to me. Being the son of a senator, Winston could’ve had any woman he wanted. And for two years, I seemed to be the chick in the running. He’d let me believe I was that woman.

But the one thing I’d learned about Winston during our time together that he was a master manipulator. I’m a little embarrassed to admit it took me getting dumped by him for me to realize I was just another one of his victims.

I should have been the perfect match for Winston. I had loads of money, mingled in all the right circles, and—to be honest—had sexual skills matching that of any high-class whore.

But no, he’d up and left me for some white-trash bimbo from Brooklyn who spent her days scrubbing toilets at the Marriot.

I can’t really blame Patty for wanting to move up the money food chain, but using our friendship—yes, we used to be friends—to achieve her new status was just downright shoddy.

With a sigh, I settled on the Manolo Blahnik stilettos that I knew would make Winston just about come in his pants. He loved me in Manolos. Or I should say, he loved fucking me in

Manolos, because obviously loving me was never part of the equation.

With a grim smile, I slipped on a tiny sundress that showed off all my curvy bits. Tonight, sweet revenge would be mine. And hell yes was I going to enjoy it.

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Sex Word Etymology: Cunny: 17th Century:

2010-06-02T21:03:00.000-07:00

Sorry this is a bit late today I have had one of those....days.

Sex Word Etymology for the word Cunny = Female Genital.

Cunny, used as slang, is a word that originates from the 17th Century in Britain. This word is thought to originate from the Cony, meaning rabbit, though it also could have been influenced by the Latin word cunnus meaning "vulva".

There are other variations Cunny Burrow, Cunny Catcher(which was used for the penis),Cunny Skin (Used for pubic hair), and Cunny-warren (which was used for a brothel in the 18th Century)

Historic example: "All my delight is a cunny in the night, When she turns up her silver hair." Thomas D'Urfey~ Wit and Mirth. 1719.

This is another of my favorites to use in my writing. I would almost bet you could find it in each of my historicals.

Example from my books:
What She Craves: Checkmate~ Pg:165
She arched her hips to him. The molten pull of her cunny clasped his hardness, milking the essence from him. He bucked into her, encasing himself again and again, desperate for her to join him when he came.

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Interesting eh? If you have other examples of the word Spend used historically or in current fiction please comment below with the line, author, and year/era and I will add them to my definitions.

This is the fifth of a once a month series on Sex Word Etymology that will occur on the 2nd of every month.

Enjoy,
Lacy.

Sex Word Etymology: Peg, Pego: 18th Century:

2010-05-02T06:00:00.000-07:00

Sex Word Etymology for the word Pego = Male Genital: Penis.

Peg, used as slang, is a word that originates from the 18th Century in Britain. This word is thought to originate from the Greek meaning fountain.

Historic example: "...I kept my pego quite up her for a time before I thrust..." Anonymous~ My Secret Life. 1890.

If you like historical erotica, you should read My Secret Life. The book is an amazing glimpse into the male mind of the era.

I tend to like to use this word a bit in my writing. I use both the Peg and Pego versions.

Example from my books:
A Red Hot Valentines Day: Torn Desires~ Pg:12
"Ma'am." His voice came out deep, aroused, annoyed. "Please do keep your mutt out of the road or a carriage shall run him up."

She continued to stare at his breeches, then slowly looked up at him.

Beautiful. Wild curls sprang in rings about her round doll face. Eyes, deep as the fresh grass she stood upon. Tingles raced up his neck in anticipation of--

"Pardon, sir." Her face grew incredibility red as she stared him straight in the eyes. "Your umm...button's undone."

Alistair glanced down to see the tip of his stiff peg poking through the side of his flap.

He scowled, and with the side of his hand pushed his peg back into his pants. What did it matter really?

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Interesting eh? If you have other examples of the word Spend used historically or in current fiction please comment below with the line, author, and year/era and I will add them to my definitions.

This is the fourth of a once a month series on Sex Word Etymology that will occur on the 2nd of every month.

Enjoy,
Lacy.

Sex Word Etymology: Pussy, Pussie, Puss: 17th Century

2010-04-02T01:07:00.000-07:00

Sex Word Etymology for the word Pussy = Female Genitals.

Pussy, used as slang, is a word that originates from the 17th Century. The cat has long been associated with women. By the 17th Century the word Puss was used as a term of endearment for a woman. By the mid 17th Century people started using it as slang for the female genital.

This is one of my personal ack words. Blush. I have a hard time writing it and saying it. Grin.

Historic example: Aeneas, here’s a Health to thee, To Pusse and to good company.” ~Charles Cotton, Virgile Travestie, 1664.

The word pussie is now used of a woman.”~ Philip Stubbes, The Anatomie of Abuses, 1583

Example from my books:
Being Wicked~ Pg:37
“Grace.” He slid his knee between her thighs and up against the wall behind her. His hand on the paneled wall reached up and grabbed her chin. He turned her head to the side and forced her gaze to the door. “You see that door, Grace? You need to walk out it. You have never belonged with this set.” The heat of her pussy seeped through his silk pantaloons and dampened his thigh. God, if she didn’t leave, he would end up carrying her up the stairs and into his bed.

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Interesting eh? If you have other examples of the word Spend used historically or in current fiction please comment below with the line, author, and year/era and I will add them to my definitions.

This is the third of a once a month series on Sex Word Etymology that will occur on the 2nd of every month.

Enjoy,
Lacy.

Lujuria Animal author copies arrived today!

2010-03-17T19:26:00.000-07:00

I asked a friend to get my mail for me today and boy... I wanted to kiss him! I received my very first translated book. Lujuria Animal. The book is thicker than the English version and also has cover flaps. So cool! I have not stopped grinning. Now I need to figure out how to promote in Spanish. hummm.

Hugs,
Lacy.

Sex Word Etymology: Spend 16th Century

2010-03-02T07:54:00.000-08:00

Sex Word Etymology for the word Spend = ejaculate, orgasm, come.

Spend, used as slang, is a word that originates from the 16th Century in Britain. Spending implies making a deposit or payment thus tying sex with money. It also suggests losing energy or becoming exhausted.

Historic example: With such a tool I thought he'd split her...She held it fast, and made it stand, and spend its venom into her hand.~ Thomas Bridges, A Burlesque Translation of Homer,1770

Example from my books:
What She Craves~Lusts Vow. Pg:3-4
She stared at the octagon-shaped structure. Floor-to-ceiling windows that faced the river reflected the dappled light of the late-afternoon sun, marring the view within. Nothing. She couldn’t see a thing.

“Oh God, Emma, his arse is so red. Reach around and touch his prick.”

Hannah’s eyes widened. Oh my. They were engaged in a sexual act.

“He’s not ready, Rupert,” Emma said in an exasperated voice. “Even though you could spend, I want this to last.” Emma’s squeaky voice paused. “Isn’t Kenneth supposed to join us?”

“Who cares about Kenneth? Get on with it, woman!”

Biting her lip, Hannah hesitated. Maybe at a different angle she could see … something. Her heart pounded in her chest as she stepped forward.

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Interesting eh? If you have other examples of the word Spend used historically or in current fiction please comment below with the line, author, and year/era and I will add them to my definitions.

This is the second of a once a month series on Sex Word Etymology that will occur on the 2nd of every month.

Enjoy,
Lacy.

Sex Word Etymology: Pot (Honeypot, Jampot) 17th Century

2010-02-02T18:24:00.000-08:00

Sex Word Etymology for the word Pot = Female genitalia, cunt, or pussy.

Pot, used as slang, is a word that originates from the 17th Century in Britian. Based on the idea of a container, it was used for the female genitals. In later years Jampot (19th Century), and Honeypot (18th century) were also used.

Historic example: In love I am not so simple, But to observe she has a Dimple. And such a one, as who would not Put all his Flesh into the Pot?~ Charles Cotton , Burlesque upon Burlesque 1675.

Example from my books:
Animal Lust~Martin: Pg 6

" 'Twas a lovely, Jane. Ye have a sweet little honeypot. Take care of it and we'll come out here again sometime." He turned and headed off into the woods.

By God. What had she done?

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Interesting eh? If you have other examples of the word Pot, Honeypot, or Jampot used historically or in current fiction please comment below with the line, author, and year/era and I will add them to my definitions.

This is the first of a once a month series on Sex Word Etymology that will occur on the 2nd of every month.

Enjoy,
Lacy.

Writing Playlist Additions: The Airborne Toxic Event, Phoenix,and Switchfoot.

2010-01-29T17:51:00.000-08:00

Three bands that have made it onto my writing playlist. The Airborne Toxic Event, the song Innocence is what attracted me to this band, but my oh my they have many other amazing songs too. Next Up...The band Phoenix, the song 1901 has my fingers tapping away on the keyboard while I work on my WIP. Lastly, Switchfoot, their song Mess Of Me is oh so lovely.

I hope you enjoy!!!

Hugs,
Lacy.

Four Play From Erotic Romance Author Shelli Stevens!

2010-01-19T10:00:00.001-08:00

Looking for an erotic short story? Check out Four Play from Author Shelli Stevens. Four Play. Yumm. Sit back cuddle up and enjoy a little steam. Maybe even play FourPlayJazz to increase the indulgence. If you are looking for naughty I am sure you will enjoy.

Hugs,

Lacy.
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Who knew the future could be this hot? One woman has to choose one of her three best friends to become her lifemate...or maybe she doesn't have to choose....

Duty required she choose one life mate. Her heart wants all three.

Mikayla knew this day was coming. News has come down from the planetary elders—now that she’s twenty-five, the law requires she pick her lifemate. She may be the planetary secretary, but when it comes to trying out potential mates, she’s inexperienced and nervous.

She only needs one man with whom she can trust her life. Luckily she knows three—all friends since childhood. Even if they’re not thrilled to be her potential lifemate, it’s the only way she can get through this process.

Mikayla couldn’t be more wrong about Cedric, Kyle, and Brett. They’re eager, yet resentful about the situation. Each one would kill to claim her, but they’re not too happy about having to risk their friendship to win her love. Yet, one by one, they set out to do just that.

Mikayla is stunned to learn all three men drive her mad with desire—and make her feel cherished. Loved. Choosing one seems impossible, until the one man she doesn’t want forces her hand…

Warning: This book contains one female being thoroughly tempted by three very different males—sometimes at the same time! It contains m/m and m/m/m/f scenes, rough lovin’, gentle lovin’, and all of the above lovin’.

“That dress looks lovely on you,” Kyle murmured.

She flushed, even knowing he had always been skilled with flattery. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. It makes you look taller.”

Mikayla threw back her head and laughed, a habit she was well used to when spending time with
Kyle. “You lie. I’m petite at best.”

“Yes, you are, and always have been. It’s no wonder we always had difficulty finding you during our
hiding games as a child.”

“Gods, stop it!” she laughed harder and slapped his leg lightly. “You make fun.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

Kyle grinned and sank down next to her, then leaned back on his elbows, crossing one leg over
another. The action drew his shirt taut over his abdomen, highlighting the muscles beneath.

A flutter occurred low in her belly and she bit her lip, shifting her gaze away. What was the matter
with her? He was fully clothed and this was hardly the first occasion she’d spent time with him alone.

“Mikayla,” Kyle said softly and caught her hand. “What made you choose us?”

Her cheeks warmed and she shrugged. “Well, basically it was like I said. I suppose I hate the idea of
making a strange man my lifemate. I know you three. I adore you and would trust each one of you with my
life.” She lifted her gaze and searched his eyes. The unease hit again—was she forcing them into this? She
whispered, “Am I being terribly selfish?”

His blue gaze darkened, flickered with heat. “No, kitten. Not selfish at all. Though you’ve put us in
one hell of a predicament.”

“Have I? How so?” Her heart skipped and she ran her tongue across her mouth.

Kyle’s gaze dropped to observe the movement.

“Because all three of us would give our souls to possess you,” he said roughly and, with a light tug of
his hand, pulled her so that she fell across his chest. He reclined fully onto the blanket and slid his hands up
her waist. “To win your love.”

Surprise rushed through her. Truly? They all wanted more than just friendship from her?

Her pulse quickened and she wondered if she should feel guilty for acting so wantonly. But dear Gods
it felt wonderful to lie across his hard body like this. Across Kyle. How strange…

“All of you? But Brett didn’t seem happy in the least.”

Kyle laughed. “He’s just infuriated that I was chosen to court you first. The man is more competitive
than he likes to let on.” He slid his hand down to her ass, cupping her through the thin cotton. “But
fortunately I am too, kitten. Do I have your permission to continue?”

Continue. Oh Gods, she could not even begin to comprehend what that entailed, but she wanted it.

Not trusting her voice, she gave a slight nod.

Triumph flickered in his gaze as he slid one hand up to cradle the back of her head, pulling her mouth
down to his. His mouth was entirely too skilled, coaxing her lips apart before his tongue slipped inside.

She met his commanding touch, hesitantly flicking her tongue against his. Heat bloomed in her body
as she let her weight rest fully on him. He threaded his fingers through her hair and tilted her head,
deepening the kiss.

Warmth slid through Mikayla’s body, gathering heavily between her legs. She squirmed against him,
needing more than the kiss, but not sure how to ask for it.

But Kyle seemed to know exactly what she needed, because he lifted one leg between her thighs so
that she straddled him. His knee wedged against her pussy, sending all kinds of sparks of pleasure through
her.

She cried out and lifted her head, bracing her hands on either side of his body, rocking back and forth
on his knee in search of that ultimate pleasure.

“You need to slow down, kitten,” he murmured and slid his hands up her ribcage to cup her breasts.

“This is just the beginning.”

Oh Gods! Mikayla closed her eyes. If this was just the beginning of pleasure, then she was in a heap
of trouble.

Happy New Year and The Famous Lacy Danes Martini!

2010-01-05T20:12:00.000-08:00

This year is full of promise and adventure. To celebrate this wonderful occasion of things starting a new, I thought I would share my famous Martini recipe with you.

Lacy Danes Martini

1 cap full of dry vermouth
3 1/2 fl oz of Vodka (My favorites:Vox, Skyy, or KetelOne)
4 martini olives (Olives make this drink so don't skimp on the kind! My favorites: Mezzetta olives marinated in VermouthOr Sable and Rosenfeld Tipsy Olives In Vermouth
One splash of olive juice from the jar.

Directions:
In a Martini glass pour a splash of the olive juice from the jar.(You can vary this on how dirty you like your martini. I like a small splash.)
Fill a shaker with ice.
Pour one full cap of dry vermouth in to the shaker(I use the cap from the vermouth bottle)
Pour 3 1/2 oz of vodka in to the shaker.
Place lid on shaker and shake vigorously. ( I have been known to jump up and down while shaking my martini. Grin.)
Place four olives on a pick and set in your martini glass.
Pour shaken martini over olives in glass.

Serve and Enjoy!

Happy Holidays and Cheers To a Wonderful New Year!

Sweet and Dirty! Just How I Like My Drinks And My Reads...

2009-12-29T10:45:00.000-08:00

Today is release day for the very talented Christina Crooks. I have not read this book yet, but was told by someone who has that Cristina writes BDSM so hot, yet sweet, it will make you blush.

I personally have this in my cart on Amazon and cant wait to read it. Here is sample from Sweet and Dirty!

Warning this book is explicit and naughty. Grin.

Excerpt from Sweet and Dirty by Christina Crooks

“How are you feeling?”

Nora considered. “Healthy. Recovering. Slightly buzzed. You’re very polite.”

“Politeness is desirable.” Sylvester sounded amused. It pulled her away from her head-tilted review of his book spines. “Common courtesy goes a long way toward avoiding misunderstandings and preserving people’s feelings. Would you like to talk?”

“Yes, please.” She strode back to her chair and folded herself into it with a sigh at how comfortable it was. She smiled at him, more relaxed than she should probably feel. Just being in his presence was at once stimulating and soothing. At the moment she didn’t care to examine the pleasant new feeling too closely, but after all she’d been through in the past hour she appreciated it greatly.

He looked at her without expression. “Just because sexual conventions are freer here at the B&B doesn’t mean social conventions aren’t used.” He placed his own glass of wine gracefully opposite hers. “Your Ryan’s actions appalled me.”

“Me, too. That checklist. He made me sound like a perverted slut.”

“That’s not what I found appalling.” Sylvester smiled at her for the first time. “I don’t judge kinks. Even when I don’t share them.”

“Such as golden showers?”

“A fine example.” He sobered, stared at her seriously. “What do you want from the next three days? You expected something quite different, I realize that. It’s my hope you don’t wish to leave.”

She felt her heart leap, a little. Sylvester didn’t want her to leave. “Well, that’s good. Because I don’t want to leave.” She thought about it. “I honestly don’t. I find this environment very interesting. Foreign in the extreme, but interesting. The slaves bowing to Mistress Kiana, for example. And those two women – Black and White. Ryan’s in for a wild ride, isn’t he.”

She searched herself for jealousy but didn’t find it. She wondered what that meant. Maybe she was still in shock.

“You’re not involved in the local BDSM community.” It wasn’t a question. “But you’re curious. Okay. Let’s find out what sort of things interest you.”

“What are you, some kind of…” Pimp, she was going to say, but that didn’t sound right. Or polite. “Facilitator?” she finished.

His raised eyebrow let her know he’d tracked her thought. “I bring together like-minded people, and make sure no one gets hurt. I host the party. I had this property built on twenty-one secluded acres to create a big retreat center that’s sex-positive but not sleazy. Guests are usually friends of friends in the local leather and fetish community, free spirits -– I don’t have the inclination to host an overnight just for some businessman who wants to check in for a spanking. I enjoy watching. I like the diversity. But now it’s your turn to talk. What are your fantasies, Nora?”

“Well, you get right to the point don’t you.” And yet she felt the warm glow in her belly expand to heat her nether regions as well. The way he looked at her, as if he knew her dirtiest secret, made her hot as hell.

But she wasn’t going to repeat the mistake of telling someone her biggest fantasy.
“I’m curious about bondage.” There, that wasn’t so hard. But she felt her face heat with embarrassment for admitting it out loud like that.

“Giving or receiving?”

“Receiving… maybe a little giving too.” It could be interesting to have someone all tied up and at her mercy. Maybe someone like Sylvester. She gave him a flirtatious smile.

His expression didn’t change. “What else?”

“Um. I heard flogging could be sort of fun. And being blindfolded. And, uh, nipple clamps.”

“What else?”

She blinked. “I’m not sure there is anything.” Except the Chase & Capture rape fantasy specter she couldn’t evict from her mind. The very idea of something so violent was abhorrent, and yet, just knowing it existed as one of the possible fantasies made her wet.

“This is fun,” she told him, admitting that much at least.

“Negotiating is supposed to be.”

“We’re negotiating?” Her breath came faster.

“That’s what it’s called in the scene when you discuss play limits.”

“Oh.”

He stared hard at her. “Let’s go down a checklist of things, the way you normally would have before you arrived. You can tell me a number between one and five to indicate how you feel about that activity: one means no way, five means it’s a wild turn-on for you. Are you ready?”

“Who would I be… playing… with?”

“That depends on your answers. And their wishes too.”

His calm, aloof demeanor both set her at ease and excited her. She thought of the other men at the dinner table, evaluating them. Master Andre seemed cute. Mage was still a mystery. Little Peter seemed harmless. Sylvester attracted her the most. “I guess I’m ready.” She returned his stare, feeling bold.

“Spanking.”

“Okay.”

He waited.

“Oh. Four?”

“Tickling.”

“Three.”

“Branding.”

She cringed. “One!”

“Electrical torture.”

“Isn’t that the same as branding?”

Sylvester shook his head. “Not at all. For example, Mage has an elaborate muscle stimulation kit, with attachments I’d never seen before. And he has an astonishing number of other electrical toys. It can be quite sensual.”

“Do you know this from personal experience?”

“We’re not discussing me right now. A number, please?”

Her curiosity spiked again. Damn but this conversation was making her want to try everything... with him. “Four.”

“Threesome.”

She considered. “One. Well… maybe. Two guys, maybe a three.”

“Feathers, fur, food.”

“Four.”

“Hair pulling.”

“That doesn’t sound fun. Two.”

“You’d be surprised. Role playing.”

”It depends.” In her fantasy, the man stalked her then had his way with her. Should she tell him that? She felt tempted, then pushed the fantasy back underground where it belonged. “Could you give me an example?”

“Doctor/nurse. Teacher/student. Boss/secretary. Torturer/prisoner.” He looked at her. “Predator/prey.”

“Could you… explain that last one?”

He was quiet for so long she wasn’t sure he heard her. Then, “Consensual nonconsent. One of the most common role-playing fantasies for women is to be taken against their will.”

The air in the room seemed to turn electric, plucking at her nipples, teasing her intimately until she felt short of breath. She tried to hide her reaction. “Yes, I’ve heard that’s a common one.”

“Give it a number.”

“I… can’t.”

His stare burned her. “You can’t? I think you can.” He gave her a fierce smile, showing teeth. “Is it being kidnapped and used as a sex toy? Or, chased and brought down and brutally fucked? Maybe a date rape, or a home break-in, or a cruel ravishing while tied to a pirate ship’s mast.”

Her mouth went dry. She wanted to dash from the room, and yet she sat rooted, unable to even look away. She felt her eyes widen and her nipples stand erect, no doubt clearly outlined under the tissue-thin material of her dress. She tried to remember how to be the cool-headed, knowledgeable person she was at work. People consulted her, looked up to her for her experience, her capable management, her enthusiasm for researching anything she didn’t know. But nothing she’d encountered in the workplace or elsewhere prepared her for this sensation of willing helplessness under his gaze. He was talking her language. If he wasn’t careful, she’d… she’d what? Beg him to rape her?

To calm herself, she reached for her glass of wine. “I’m not sure that’s….” To her horror, her hand was shaking. She set the wine down abruptly.

”Some men have the same violent desires. To take, to dominate a struggling victim. As a fantasy only. Nora? Nothing here happens that isn’t consensual. You’re safe, I promise.”

He looked off into the distance. Then, “Some men mistakenly believe a woman doesn’t care who stars in her fantasy. Of course she does.”

He referred to Ryan. He believed she was still affected by Ryan’s foul trick on her, she realized with relief. He had no idea what dirty thoughts played in her mind.
Or did he?

She went on the offensive. “Do you have those fantasies, Sylvester?”

“We aren’t talking about me.”

“We’re talking about fantasies. You’re explaining them so well. Do you dream of torturing your helpless victim, then spreading her legs and plowing her, defiling her as she struggles underneath you? Do you fantasize about stalking a woman, capturing her and forcing her to perform degrading acts on your filthy body? Does it do it for you, having a woman naked and whimpering while you press her up against the slick walls of her shower, begging you stop and crying when push your big cock up between her legs?" Oh god, talking about it was getting her way too hot. She decided to throw caution to the winds. “Do you want to force me, right now?”
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Oh yummm.... I can't wait to read the rest.

You can buy it here... Sweet and Dirty.
To learn more about Christina visit her web site: www.cristinacrooks.net

Hugs,
Lacy.

A Little Free Holiday Cheer!

2009-12-26T14:32:00.000-08:00

This year I decided to write a story for a free online only anthology called 12th Night.

What is 12th Night? Well a few erotic authors came up with the idea of doing some wicked free shorts for readers to spread the holiday cheer and give each others readers a little taste of our writing styles.

The lovely Jackie Barbosa will be posting one of the free short stories each day starting yesterday the 25th for 12 days. So check Jackie's Blog for a new naughty story ever day.

Below are the two free stories so far and the list of who is participating and on which day. Mine was posted today and is called A PERFECT FIT.

Oh and after the last one is posted ALL of these lovely naughty little tastes will be available in a Kindle Anthology which you can download from Amazon. How cool is that.

Merry Christmas!!!

Enjoy,
Lacy.

CHRISTMAS SPICE* by Anna Leigh Keaton
A PERFECT FIT* by Lacy Danes

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The 12th Night Author Line-Up:
December 25th Anna Leigh Keaton – Christmas Spice
December 26th Lacy Danes – A Perfect Fit
December 27th Katie Allen – The Best Santa Ever
December 28th Raine Weaver
December 29th Amy Ruttan
December 30th Christine D’Abo
December 31st TJ Michaels
January 1st Karen Erickson
January 2nd Alisha Rai
January 3rd Amie Stuart
January 4th Emma Petersen
January 5th Jackie Barbosa

Finally... The Finished Stairs!

2009-12-21T20:35:00.000-08:00

So sorry it took me until today to post these. I have been crazy busy.

This project all started when I was not working as something for me to do. It took all summer working a few hours a week as the kids would allow. I love to tile. I think this turned out quite nicely.

The only thing that I paid to have done was the skirt boards. I hired a finish carpenter. He put the boards in after I was done tiling.

I love love love the carpet treads. They are so soft under foot and add a wonderful warmth and uniqueness to the entry. I wish I could do my entire house in carpet as soft as they are.

Hope you are all well,
Lacy.

Any Day Now...

2009-11-05T15:49:00.000-08:00

(I stole this idea from my dear friend Lilli Feisty. I am sure she won’t mind…Here is my Any Day Now…)

Any Day Now...

I will change the patterns that seem to circle in my life for the better.
I will learn the lessons I am meant to learn.
I will take the dog for a walk longer than around the block.
My kids laughter will fill every room.
I will be 36… again.
I will stare up at the moon and feel powerful.
I will go to yoga or belly dance.
I will feel the beat of horse hooves pound under me as I gallop through a field.
My kids will put their toys away.
My stairs project will be complete.
I will have lunch with my girlfriends.
I will love a partner without protective boundaries.
I will take a trip to Portland and have hot coco with a dear friend.
I will start saving for a trip to London. (I have never been)
I’ll stop procrastinating and make my dreams happen.
I’ll finish the story I have been writing.
I will laugh so hard I pee.
I will learn to organize.
My promised trip to see my parents will be real.
I will tickle someone until tears rundown their face from laughter.
I’ll spontaneously go… somewhere…anywhere.
My worry that I am not good enough will go away.
I’ll lose 5 lbs.
My debt will be paid off.
My daughter will eat fish.
My son will ride his bike without training wheels.
My gut and heart will tell me what to do instead of my head.
I will write my best work.
Trust will be second nature for me again.
I will stop fearing a leap of faith.
I will simply be me.

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

I will be signing my books in Bellevue WA this Saturday from 4-6pm

2009-10-09T12:13:00.000-07:00

Huge Book Fair Offers a Chance for You to Meet Your Favorite Authors! (psst, get their early and get out quick cause it gets busy and the lines get nuts!) I'll be signing Being Wicked, A Red Hot Valentine’s Day, and Naughty Bits! Stop by and say Hi!

The Greater Seattle Romance Writers of America is sponsoring a Book Fair on October 10, 2009 at the Bellevue Hilton. The event runs from 4:00-6:00 pm in the Skyview Ballroom and includes signing opportunities with more than fifty authors. This is a free event and open to the public. The Bellevue Hilton is located at 300 112th Avenue SE in Bellevue, Washington. Their phone number is 425-455-1300. Visit www.gsrwa.org for more information.

Authors include:
Cherry Adair
PJ Alderman
Elizabeth Amber
Hanna Rhys Barnes
Jenna Bayley-Burke
Susan Colleen Browne
Mary Buckham
Wendy Burge
Megan Chance
Eileen Cook
Deborah Cooke
Lacy Danes (This Is Me!)
B.J. Daniels
Heather Davis
Claire Delacroix
Cait Donnelly
Robert Dugoni
Bonnie Edwards
Yasmine Galenorn
Lisa Hendrix
Mark Henry
Lisa Jackson
Delle Jacobs
Paty Jager
Janice Kay Johnson
Jean Johnson
Rosemary Jones
Kris Kennedy
Cindy Kirk
Anthea Lawson
Linda Hope Lee
Anne Lethbridge
Jennie Lucas
Susan Lyons
Katie MacAlister
Susan Mallery
Margaret Mallory
Delilah Marvelle
Phoebe Matthews
Bob Mayer
Terry McLaughlin
Minette Meador
Mima
Alexis Morgan
Debra Mullins
Hannah Murray
Jane Porter
Terese Daly Ramin
Terri Reed
Serena Robar
Gina Robinson
Jacquie Rogers
Gerri Russell
Jessa Slade
Shelli Stevens
Christine Warren
Susan Wingate
Linda Wisdom
Robin Wood
Michele Ann Young

See you there!!

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

Fix You

2009-09-25T10:53:00.000-07:00

Fix you... by ColdPlay.

This song struck something in me today. I think it calles to a part of me that was once hurt and tried so hard to make it better...to fix...to move on happy.

I hope you enjoy.

Hugs,
Lacy.
~~~~~~~
When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face
And I...

Tears stream down on your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face

And I...Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Decision made...

2009-08-13T21:38:00.000-07:00

So I decided to go with the lava. I was told by the maker that if I didn't like them once I had them here I could exchange them for any of the other colors with out any issues. Huge Grin. Thank you all so much for helping me pick out the color combination. They should be here in 8-10 days. When I have them installed I will take more photos and post them for you to see.

Oh and the winner of one of my books pulled by random number from a hat is...

Sasha White.

Sasha, let me know which of my books you would like and I will ship it off to you. Grin. How cool that my writing sexy mentor and teacher wins one of my books!!!

Hugs to you all,

Lacy.

I need your help...

2009-08-05T13:42:00.000-07:00

with a remodeling quandary.

This summer I took on the task of redoing my stairs. There are some local internal HOA rules that I have to abide by, so in doing my stairs I learned that my treads needed to be carpeted! So no hardwood for me.

I am still in the middle of completing the tiles on the risers and then doing the wall moldings.

I found these lovely carpet treads for the steps and I am having a hard time in deciding whether to keep things neutral or to liven things up a bit.

The walls around the steps are a light tan color called latte, but the room they ajoin as well as the entry are red. As you can see here...

So which would you go with...

Mineral

Lava

Red Winks

Of course please tell me if you don't like any of them at all!

Post your opinion by end of day on Friday the 7th of August and I will draw one name to win the book of your choice.

Thanks for your help.

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

Take Me!

2009-08-03T22:06:00.000-07:00

Hey all,
Sorry it has been awhile since I wrote. I have had a busy summer so far and having the kids with me each day is exciting, fun, and exhausting. I am here today to pimp an fantastic book written by a very dear friend of mine Shelli Stevens. Her first book with the Kensington Aphrodisia line is a fast paced read that will leave you breathless and panting for more...

Check out this excerpt from TAKE ME!

After years as a slave to the pleasures of the powerful, Talia knows how to make a man mad with lust. But her pleasure counts for nothing—until a handsome, ruthless stranger appears. Ryder dares to look at her… to touch her… to awake in her a desire she’s never imagined. When he kidnaps her to learn her secrets, Talia vows not to let her passion take control. But soon she discovers that her captor’s intense gaze and searching hands can perform their own kind of interrogation, a sweet torture she finds impossible to resist…

Excerpt (18+ only please!)

“Don’t call me Talia,” she muttered, attempting to pull away but his grip simply tightened.

“In the corridor you told me that was your name.”

Her laugh rose to semi hysterical. “In the corridor I was out of my mind.”

“Perhaps you were in the state of mind you have always deserved to be in.”

What did he mean? And yes. The accent was gone, and his words were more formal now than that bizarre slang he’d been speaking to the Council with.

They arrived outside her chamber and she turned to him, her brows drawn together in a frown. When she hesitated to open the door, he grabbed her hand and placed it on the palm recognition security box. A few men passed by them in the corridor casting curious glances their way.

The door slid open and he pushed her inside.

She stumbled to the middle of the chamber, swinging around to face him. Her breasts rose and fell beneath the fabric. “You need to explain.”

A predatory smile crossed his face and he reached for the tie around his neck. “I don’t need to explain anything, princess.”

Hi s voice was cold, not even a trace of the accent. Who was he? A shiver ran down her spine and she took a few steps backwards.

He pulled off his suit jacket and dropped it to the floor. “Take off your dress.”

Her pulse slowed and then accelerated right back up into double time. The heat that spread throughout her brought a flush to her body.

She ran her tongue across her lips. “No. I will not.”

“Agreeable indeed.” He raised an eyebrow. “All right. If you will not remove it, then I will do so for you.”

He lunged and her scream reverberated through the chamber. Her dress ripped as he caught the hem and jerked.

“No!” She twisted away, causing the dress to split halfway up her hip.

He jerked hard on the fabric he held in his fist, catching her off balance and sending her sprawling to the floor.

“Barbarian!” she screamed trying to scurry away.

He fell to his knees and straddled her, grabbing her wrists in one hand and forcing them above her head. With his other hand free, he grabbed
the bodice of her dress and ripped hard. Her breasts spilled free and she closed her eyes with a groan.

The room went quiet, with only the sounds of their ragged breathing to break the silence.

“By gods, Talia,” he rasped. “You’re more beautiful than I imagined.”

She shook her head and tugged at her wrists. She tried to hold onto the anger inside her, but there was a more dominant emotion fighting to
take hold. Hot fire spread through her body, locking the breath in her throat and hardening her nipples.

“Oh gods. This makes no sense,” she confessed huskily. “I should not want this.”

His eyes darkened. “But you do.” The calloused pad of his thumb smoothed over one nipple and she gasped, heat moving between her legs.

“You do, princess.”

He lowered his head and nuzzled her throat, kissed the pulse that beat there before sliding up toward her ear. His palm, wide and rough, cupped her breast. He caught her earlobe between his teeth and bit gentl y.

Talia’s hips arched off the floor, a guttural cry escaping past her lips. It was back, this strange heat and almost drunken state of arousal she got when he got near her.

He rolled her nipple between his finger and thumb. Another tremble rocked through her body and hot cream gathered in her pussy.

“I can smell your desire for me.” His fingers moved between her legs and rubbed lightly between the folds—the sensation so intense the muscles of her cunt clenched. “Unfortunately, fucking you will have to wait.”

“I…I don’t understand.” She squirmed, desperate with the need for him to press his fingers inside her. “Alan…please.”

His lips moved against her ear, his words just a whisper. “My name’s not Alan.”

The odd response brought her up from the thick depths of desire. “W-what?”

His hand moved away from her pussy and slid over to wrap around her right thigh. His expression turned somber, hard. “I’m sorry, princess.”

She saw the flash of the needle, just before it swung down and jabbed painfully into her thigh.

“No!” She struggled again, panic slicing through the fog of desire, but it was too late. Her flesh burned from whatever he was injecting into her.

Oh Gods! What had he just done? She struggled harder, managing to free one wrist because of the terror—induced adrenaline.

“Hold still.” He recaptured her wrist and held her down, kissing the tears that rolled down her cheek. “Just relax.”

She shook her head, but the movement made her dizzy. The lights above her head left tracers. Opening her mouth to speak, she found her tongue thick and the words stuck in her throat. Why? Why had he done it?

“That’s it, princess. Close your eyes,” he whispered and smoothed his thumb over her lips.

Her eyelids grew heavy, too heavy, and finally she closed them, almost certain she would never wake up.

Take Me now available from Kensington Aphrodisia

~~~
Other author praise for this fantastic book...
“Stevens is a provocative new voice in erotic romance. Take Me will leave you breathless.” – USA Best Selling author Jaid Black

“Shelli Stevens’ vision of future worlds is powerful and sexy. Hang on! This is a scorcher.” Author, Bonn ie Edwards

“A sizzling and emotional tale of a woman’s journey from captivity to strength, freedom and love. Couldn’t put it down!” Author, Susan Lyons

“Enter the lush erotic world of ‘Take Me’ by Shelli Stevens-you’ll be instantly hooked.” Author, Kate Pearce

Hope you all are well!

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

Cooper The Puppy!!!

2009-06-19T14:32:00.000-07:00

Puppy ownership has been filled with laughter and love during this past month here are some of coopers funny moments…

My daughter picks him up and puts him in a box, places another box in front of his and sits in it herself… she says “Look mom we are on a train.” Cooper stayed in the box happily chugging along until she took him out.

A fly few into the house from the porch. Cooper jumped up from his sleeping spot on the couch, tilted his head to the side, barked at it like it was the intruder it was, and chased it back outside.

Cooper starts barking at something in my bedroom….I go to investigate… he has found my vibe and some how turned it on. He is standing above it barking.

I have now started growling at my kids when they do something wrong.?.? puppy training taken in reverse.

Cooper loves my neighbor and when ever possible will sneak in their door to get his head scratched. Luckily my neighbor adores him too.

Cooper barks at one of my neighbors no matter what he is doing or how far away he is… Does Cooper know something I don’t about this man?

Cooper loves to hop into the bath when I am taking one. He also adores the blow dryer.

Copper has a fondness for picking up anything of my daughters and carrying it around with him when she is not here…. We have only had one casualty… poor ooh ooh… he lost an eye.

Cooper hates to go out in the rain to pee… he has resorted to going outside standing under the covered area and peeing on the side of the walk way. When I go out further into the rain and call him, he looks at me like I am nuts, turns around and runs back inside.

Anyway… I am sure there will be more puppy adventures to come!

Hugs,
Lacy.

My first Class!

2009-06-07T07:51:00.000-07:00

On Tuesday evening this week I will be teaching my very first class to the ESRWA on writing erotic and steamy scenes.
Location: Redmond Regional Library
Meeting Date: 6/09/2009
Meeting Time: 7pm-9pm
Meeting Address: 15990 N.E. 85th, Redmond, 98052
Library Phone Number: 425-885-1861

I am nervous and excited to do this for this great group of writers. I will let you know how it goes!!!

Hugs,
Lacy.

Blogging At The Aphrodisia Authors Today!

2009-06-02T10:33:00.001-07:00

Please stop by!

Hugs,
Lacy.

One of those moments...

2009-05-18T08:34:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I had one of those moments...

It was an amazing sunny weekend here (yes we do get sun in Seattle). My kids and I spent both Saturday and Sunday out in the sun playing ball, riding bikes, drawing with chalk on the sidewalk, cooper the puppy hanging out along side us.

Sunday afternoon after the heat had peaked and we had come inside to cool off, get a late lunch, and watch a little TV, I sat on the couch, the dog cooper tucked up next to me out cold. My son came up and cuddled on the other side, my daughter came and sat on my lap leaning back with her head tucked under my chin. We sat there all four of us watching zoombafoo.

I realized quite suddenly, I was in that moment totally and completely content and happy. Just realizing this in normal times is amazing, but with all the job layoff stress I have been going through it brought tears to my eyes. Tears of joy.

Huge grin.

I just had to share.

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

A Busy Good Few Weeks

2009-05-06T08:00:00.000-07:00

The last few weeks have been filled with lots of good things. My mom came out for a visit, I got a new puppy, I went to SEAF and I sold my short story Decent Exposure to Harlequin for their SPICE BREIFS line.

I love when my mom is here. Living so far from family I sometimes forget what it is like to have someone there to lean on. My mom and dad are wonderful sweet people and I just love when they come to visit. We spent most of the time with my kids and playing with the new puppy, but on the last night it was just me and mom. We went out to the local pub and had a beer and sat and talked about investments and life and other stuff. It was such an amazing time.

While my mom was here I attended SEAF. The photo of me is from that night. I love this event. The people watching is what inspires me the most. couples, singles, groups and friends, kinky, vanilla, straight, bi, gay, old and young and any other orientation all together to celebrate erotic. The burlesque was amazing to watch.

The most wonderful news though was that I sold my short story DECENT EXPOSURE to Harlequin. I love writing for this line and seeing the first short I wrote for them just came out in print in NAUGHTY BITS as the first story in the book I am simply delighted to be still writing for them... I wonder what my cover will be like for this one. Here is the PublishersMarketPlace blurb for this sale.

Lacy Danes's DECENT EXPOSURE, involving a woman's and man's first in-person encounter into dominance and submission after meeting and playing online, to Susan Pezzack-Swinwood at Harlequin Spice Briefs, by Roberta Brown of the Brown Literary Agency.

Grin.

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.
PS. My new puppy is named Cooper (my kids named him after my car). He is 15 weeks old and a Havana Silk Dog.

Home sick putting together my play list...

2009-04-17T17:49:00.000-07:00

I am home sick today and have been working on my play list for the story I am currently working on. I came across this song. The lyrics are truly beautiful poetry. I thought I would share them and the song.

~~
Strange how you know inside me
I measure the time and I stand amazed
Strange how I know inside you
My hand is outstretched toward the damp of the haze

And of course I forgive
I've seen how you live
Like a phoenix you rise from the ashes
You pick up the pieces
And the ghosts in the attic
They never quite leave
And of course I forgive
You've seen how I live
I've got darkness and fears to appease
My voices and analogies
Ambitions like ribbons
Worn bright on my sleeve

Strange how we know each other

Strange how I fit into you
There's a distance erased with the greatest of ease
Strange how you fit into me
A gentle warmth filling the deepest of needs

And with each passing day
The stories we say
Draw us tighter into our addiction
Confirm our conviction
That some kind of miracle
Passed on our heads
And how I am sure
Like never before
Of my reasons for defying reason
Embracing the seasons
We dance through the colors
Both followed and led

Strange how we fit each other

Strange how certain the journey
Time unfolds the petals
For our eyes to see
Strange how this journey's hurting
In ways we accept as part of fate's decree

So we just hold on fast
Acknowledge the past
As lessons exquisitely crafted
Painstakingly drafted
To carve ourselves instruments
That play the music of life
For we don't realize
Our faith in the prize
Unless it's been somehow elusive
How swiftly we choose it
The sacred simplicity
Of you at my side

~~~
I hope you enjoyed.
Lacy.

I Picked A Name!

2009-04-13T20:42:00.000-07:00

About a month ago I had a contest on my site and asked for a name for my heroine that I was calling Rachel.

I decided on a name!

Her name is Emily.

So Lil, Amy S, Anne, Cathy M, LJ White, You are the winners of one of the books from my bookshelf.

Please email me at Lacy@lacydanes.com with your snail mail addy and which book you would like.

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

Happy Friday And A Pimp.

2009-04-03T20:26:00.000-07:00

Happy Friday evening everyone! Today started out cold and snowy here in Seattle, but by the end of the day it was sunny and warming. My kids have been on spring break all this week, and because of the icky weather I decided to take them and get out of the house. We are on a short trip, a stay in a hotel for a night, go to dinner out, and then go for a hike tomorrow morning. Tomorrow we may also hook up with my friend Shelli Stevens and her daughter.

On that note... Shelli has a new short story out that is so HOT you have to read it! Heres the deal.

When there’s a tiger—and a lion—on your tail, there’s no escape…

Delilah is strong, independent—and a princess on the run. Her father, King of the Falcon kingdom, wants to unite her with Pierce, Prince of the Tiger kingdom, and Jason, Prince of the Lions. Never can she imagine giving herself to one man if there is no love—let alone two! So she flees her home in hopes of avoiding the union.

Delilah may be dead-set against the plan, but Jason and Pierce have no doubts. She is the one they want to complete their triad, to be their mate. She alone has the power to form the bond that will, in turn, join all their kingdoms in peace.

They’re prepared to use every means of pleasure to convince her they are all destined to be together. But first they have to catch her…

Product Warnings: This book is hot! Hot! Hot! Threesomes, m/m, and capture fantasies, oh my!

Available to purchase here.

Go get it! You won't be disappointed!

Hugs and Kisses to you,
Lacy.

I Am Over At The Aphrodisia Authors Blog...

2009-04-02T10:08:00.000-07:00

talking about sexual research.

Please stop by.

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

Two New Reviews!

2009-03-31T09:38:00.000-07:00

Being Wicked has received some fantastic reviews in the last two days!

Fallen Angel Reviews~ Gives Being wicked 5 angels and a Recommended Read!!!

Being Wicked was wickedly entertaining. I loved the two stories, and they overlapped at the best moments. All of the characters were very intense, passionate, and relatable... something very key for me, when reading a romance of any genre. Ms. Danes is an awesome example for erotica writers everywhere... even though she is relatively new, she is already making a name for herself. I believe it is because she always has a plot that captivates, strong chemistry between her characters, and love scenes that burn up the pages, among other things. I have read all Ms. Danes' novels to date and have found them all extremely entertaining. I look forward to reading her next masterpiece.

Full Review here: http://fallenangelreviews.com/2009/March/Pamela-BeingWicked.htm

Eye On Romance Gives Being Wicked an 8 out of 10.
Full Review here: http://www.eyeonromance.com/review.cfm?reviewID=8711

Such wonderful Reviews... I am all floaty!

Grin.
Lacy.

And The Winner Is...

2009-03-22T21:11:00.000-07:00

LuAnn Morgan.

Congratulations LuAnn. Please email me at Lacy@ Lacydanes.com with your snail mail addy and I will get your winnings into the mail to you this week!

I am still thinking on all the wonderful names you all provided. I have decided that whatever name I pick I will also give a copy of Being Wicked to the person or person's who suggested it. I will be making this decision in the next two weeks. So... be looking for my name choice posted here!

Thanks again.
Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

A Giveaway!

2009-03-16T10:44:00.000-07:00

Sorry for the late post. I know this was supposed to go up yesterday but life got in the way.

On March 22nd at 9PM PST I will pull a name from the comments below.
The lucky winner will receive:
A Signed Copy of *MISTRESS OF PLEASURE* by Delilah Marvelle (My dear friend and brainstorming buddy.)
A Signed Copy of *BEING WICKED*
A Signed Copy of *A RED HOT VALENTINE'S DAY*
A Signed Copy of *NAUGHTY BITS*
As well as a bag of Salted Caramels from the wonderful store Cacao
(a small chocolate shop in Portland... they serve wonderful hot
drinking chocolate spiced with cinnamon too. Stop by if you are in
town for that fantastic treat!)
And a Jimmy Jane LITTLE EMBER SET

I am currently working on a historical erotic set in the mid 19th century Cornwall England. I am having a tough time finding a name for my heroine that I feel truly fits her. Currently I am calling her Rachel.

Rachel has deep brown hair and hazel eyes that change color depending on what she wears. She is the daughter of a coachman, and a housekeeper. Her last name is Grey. Her personality is open, loving, and curious. She is following in her parent’s footsteps and longs to find for herself the deep committed love her parents share. She has a fear of small spaces, and a love for anything pink including a pair of deep pink boots she received as a hand me down gift from the daughter of her parents employer.

Other ideas I have had for her name are Alice, Elizabeth, Charlotte.
Please reply to this post with an idea for my heroine’s name. It can be one of the above... or something you think up!

Best of luck to you!
Hugs and kisses,
Lacy.

At the Aphrodisia Authors blog!

2009-03-02T15:04:00.000-08:00

I am at the Aphrodisia authors blog today talking about Celebrate Romance Conference and Ghosts!

Come by and say hi.

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

New Reviews And An Upcoming Event!

2009-02-25T15:43:00.000-08:00

Over the past week I have received some wonderful reviews.

Five Lips and Two chillies~ Being Wicked by Lacy Danes has everything: intense emotions, passionate characters, a great pace, drool-worthy heroes and engrossing detail. Lindy of Two Lips Reviews

You can read the entire review here.

Four and 1/2 and Two and 1/2 chillies ~ Lacy Danes has a gift for setting the scene and making readers feel as if they're right there. The descriptions are beautifully sensual and the entire book is very titillating. Lindy ~TwoLips Reviews on Animal Lust.

You can read the entire review here.

Four Stars~A fabulous and riveting story! The Romance Readers Connection on Being Wicked.

You can read the entire review here.

~~ This up coming weekend I will be attending Celebrate Romance in Portland OR.

Here is a little about the event:
When: February 27th - March 1st
Where: Portland, OR
Our Hotel is The Benson Hotel
309 Southwest Broadway
Portland, Oregon 97205

Celebrate Romance (a.k.a. "CR") is a unique conference where romance readers and authors come together as equals to celebrate their love for the romance genre. Unlike many other conferences, this gathering has no other agenda but to support readers and their passion for romance novels.

There is also book sale and signing on Sunday March 1st from 9:00am-11:45pm where I will be signing my books.
Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

A very busy week!

2009-02-18T18:44:00.000-08:00

This past week was very busy. Between the 7th of February and the 14th I had three book signings and one radio show. I also had my kids because my X was out of town.

The signings were a blast. Below are some of my favorite shots from them.

As you can see I kept the pink and the cream dresses. Thanks again to all of you that offered your opinions to me about them. They helped greatly.

After all that I was exhausted and needed some fun down time. On sunday I decided to take the kids on an in city vacation and rented a room down town so the kids could swim and we could explore the city like tourists.

The time at the Westin in Seattle was good. I have to admit I thought the room was a bit expensive for what you got and the heavenly bed... not so heavenly. My hips hurt after two nights on that thing! The kids and I did have a blast in the pool and walking around Pioneer Square. We even celebrated someone very special to me's birthday one of the days which was topped off with an amazing kid and adult friendly meal at Assaggio. Man I love Champagne! The food and company was perfect too.

It was a very nice time away/not away in the heart of the city... Next year though I think we shall be Disneyland bound!!!

Hope you are all well!
Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY signings.

2009-02-14T08:33:00.000-08:00

Hey all,
Sorry I have not updated in a bit. I have been busy making decisions about life and such. You know the deep serious kind of decisions that need to happen to bring growth and happiness. But enough of the serious stuff... today is a day for fun and LOVE. Which is serious, but fun, spontaneous, and lustful. Grin.

In honor of this day, I have two events I am attending.

First:

From 3:00pm-4:30pm I will be at Park Place Books in Kirkland.
Here is the Addy:
Park Place Books
348 Parkplace Center

Second:

From 6:30-8:30 I will be at Third Place Books in Lake Forest Park.
Here is their Addy:
Third Place Books
17171 Bothell Way NE
Lake Forest Park, WA

If you have some time, or if you have not picked up a valentine for your sweetheart yet, come by and pick up a spicy book to read on this wonderful, romantic, lusty day!

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

A Signing Today And A Online Radio Talk!

2009-02-07T08:54:00.000-08:00

Hey all,
I have a few events this weekend in honor of Romance!!!

Barnes & Noble Northgate Store Heats It Up For A Valentines Day Event!
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Time: 4:00pm - 6:00pm
Location:
Barnes & Noble Northgate
Street:
401 NE Northgate Way
Seattle, WA

Feb. 7th Event features local authors from Romance, Erotic Fiction, and Fantasy Romance Genres

Seattle, WA – Have you ever wondered who dreams up the exciting fantasies and steamy scenarios in your favorite romantic fiction novels? Wonder no more, as local authors Lauren Dane, Lacy Danes, Alexis Morgan, T.J. Michaels, and Shelli Stevens talk to their fans about the research and inspiration for titles in this wildly popular genre. Come by at 4pm on Saturday, February 7th and meet these talented women, take pictures, and get autographs in a casual setting.

Barnes & Noble Northgate , located at 401 NE Northgate Way, will host the following panel of authors as part of this fun, feisty afternoon event: Lauren Danes (Undercover), Lacy Danes (Being Wicked), T.J. Michaels (Serati’s Flame), Alexis Morgan (Dark Warrior Unleashed), and Shelli Stevens (Dangerous Grounds, and new title Tempting Adam due February 1st).

Second I will be on Romance Radio on Monday February 9th at 11am PST.

What’s better than a box of chocolates for Valentine’s Day? Talk to the four writers of the Avon Red anthology A Red Hot Valentine’s Day on Romance Radio! Meet Lacy Danes, Megan Hart, Jackie Kessler, Jess Michaels and Editors May Chen and Esi Sogah—call in to talk about their sexy short stories or to dish on what they’re going to do to spice up February 14th! Join us at 2 pm (EST) February 9th by logging into www.authorsonair.com or calling (347) 826-9686 to listen live.

Looking forward to seeing you there!
Lacy.

Wake Me Up and Dance!

2009-02-04T10:00:00.000-08:00

This morning I awoke feeling quite groggy. I decided I needed to get moving and quick. In honor of this help me wake up and shake it day. I though I would post the songs that got me moving.
Here are my top five:
Lilli Allen ~ Alfie

Peter Bjorn and John~ The Chills

David Byrne~UB Jeasus

Amy Winehouse~ you know I'm no good.

The Bastard Fairies~ Venomous Tale

Hope they got you up and shaking it today too!
Lacy.

The Winner Is!

2009-02-01T21:11:00.000-08:00

Joanne...

from this post.

>>>Like the lacy song sleeved dress as it suggests a naughty but nice attitude. With sling pumps and a simple locket or cameo you'd be stunning.

LUV the pink dress as it's timeless and be worn day or night. With your coloring you'd turn heads. Men would take note while women would wish they were you!

by Joanne 9:18 AM <<<<

Joanne,
Please email me at lacy@lacydanes.com with your snail mail addy and I will get your books and the candles in the mail this week!

Hugs to you and congratulations!

Lacy.

Release Day! And A Giveaway!

2009-01-27T09:03:00.000-08:00

Today my book Being Wicked releases. I am very excited about this book, as it was the first book of this sort that I have written. It is two interweaving novellas.

The first about Lilly, an innocent young woman who follows her brother to a party where she sees the underbelly of London for the very first time.

The second about a widow named Grace who had her dreams of a normal life shattered by her now past husband. When she tries to start that normal life she dreamed about, she realizes she is drawn to the world of sin her late husband showed to her but is terrified by the pain it caused the first time.

To read the back cover blurb click here:Being Wicked

This story has gotten some fabulous reviews.

5 stars "Fans who relish their romances equatorial hot will appreciate the lead couples BEING WICKED."~ Harriet Klausner

5 stars "It has been years since I read such a thoroughly erotic book that was completely infused with romance. I couldn’t put Being Wicked down." ~ Francesca Hayne of JERR (This full review brought tears to my eyes. Francesca almost gave Being Wicked the Gold Award she loved it so much!)

In honor of this release, on February 1st at 9PM PST I will give away one copy of Being Wicked and one of A Red Hot Valentines Day along with a Jimmy Jane LITTLE EMBER SET.

To try your luck at this contest simply comment on this thread with your thoughts on which TWO of the three below dresses I should keep. I cannot afford to keep them all... but I love different things about each one.

Hugs and Kisses!
Lacy.

PS. I will also ship overseas to any winner who does not live in the US.

New Hair

2009-01-21T10:53:00.000-08:00

Yesterday I went in to a new salon to have my hair done. I was a bit nervous. I have had horrific color jobs before and choppy uneven cuts. If you have had a really bad hair cut/color job in the past you know what I mean. Just that simple thing can put a damper your day, week, or months.

This time I researched the salon and the stylist on line before even making an appointment.

My old stylist moved to Australia late last year and even though I would have loved to have jumped on a plane and checked out a new country I just could not afford something like that for a simple hair cut and color.

I have to say though that I am pretty pleased. Erin at Salon 7 in Bellevue sat with me and talked about my hair texture, my color, my skin tone, and the shape of my face. We talked about going deep dark brown or staying in the red range. She told me the pros and cons of both of these. I decided to stay in the red range and just go a darker shade of red.

She did an excellent job. One of my favorite things is having my hair played with... so going to salon is a wonderful experience when the stylist is good. When she washed the color out of my hair she massaged my scalp and neck. It was one of the most amazing sensations. I floated in a relaxed state for most of the day because of it. I think I should spend some money once and awhile and get a massage. That floaty feeling is simply amazing. Besides that I was able to read more of the research book “Wiccan Mysteries” while waiting for my color to process. So now I am jived up to dive into writing the next scene in my current WIP!

Kisses to you all!
Lacy.

New Reviews!!!

2009-01-14T12:49:00.000-08:00

First Up, Torn Desires in A Red Hot Valentines Day. To read an excerpt of my story look at the post before this one.
Here are the new reviews!

Night Owl Romance gave A Red Hot Valentines Day 4/5 stars and said this about Torn Desires. "TORN DESIRES by LACY DANES shocked me and was extremely kinky." (I was unsure how to take that review at first... I decided shocking and kinky are good!!!)

Second, my late January release Being Wicked.

Harriet Klausner gives Being Wicked 5 stars and says "Fans who relish their romances equatorial hot will appreciate the lead couples BEING WICKED."

Francesca Hayne of JERR gives Being Wicked 5 stars and says "It has been years since I read such a thoroughly erotic book that was completely infused with romance. I couldn’t put Being Wicked down." (This full review brought tears to my eyes. Francesca almost gave Being Wicked the Gold Award she loved it so much!)

Woo Hoo! What an excellent start to the New Year!

Hugs to all of you,
Lacy.

A Red Hot Valentines Day Releases Today!!

2009-01-06T11:29:00.000-08:00

It has been getting some wonderful reviews.

~~ RT Magazine Says Four Stars ~ “All these stories are sure to make for a hot Valentine’s Day.”

~~ Harriet Klausner says "These are four well written erotic romantic novellas that range from historical to fantasy to contemporary, but share the title of A RED HOT VALENTINE’S DAY collection. Fans who relish their sweets served differently will want to read this heated holiday anthology."

Pick up a copy at any local books store or at Amazon.

Here is an unedited taste of my story:

Torn Desires by Lacy Danes.

Alistair sat across from Anne in her overdone plush carriage. He shook his head and stared out the window. How in damnation had she talked him into coming with her to the country, to the estate of a gentleman, whom he didn’t know?

He inhaled long and deep through his nose hoping to settle the unease in his stomach.

“Stop scowling, Alistair. This is supposed to be relaxing for you. Remember?”

Oh, so that was the reason. He needed to relax. How this was going to relax him he certainly had not a clue. He found fencing and playing cards relaxing. Not inhaling the smell of cows and talking wife business of Anne’s.

“Indeed my memory is sharp, Anne. I simply do not have a clue how you got me into this carriage on the way to a place I have no desire to be.”

“Well, dear. If you don’t remember, then I shall have to remind you.” She reached across the seat and placed her hand on his cock. “Besides, you said you would protect me and my girls, as Lord Quinton has a reputation.”

Protection? Indeed. He would protect anyone of the girls he bedded, and Anne certainly knew how to use her hands… His cock flooded, stretching the skin taunt. “Mmmm. I suppose I should stop thinking with my pego because this trip I have the feeling will drive me daft in the attic. Did you smell the cows as we passed that last farm?” Bile rose in his throat just at the thought of it.

Anne’s fingers undid the buttons to his breeches and her knowing hand slid inside, freeing his hard erection.

He shifted his hips and pressed his need toward her. Futter in the carriage would make things only marginally better, but better was the only way to go.

Her hand wrapped about his shaft and she gripped. His shoulders relaxed and he closed his eyes letting her do what she was so good at.

“Only have a few moments before we arrive, Alistair. So I will not be able to give you a proper release. Do you still wish me to continue?”

“Right you will, and you will give me release if I have to keep you in the carriage with the footmen rushing about.”

“You rogue.” She hissed as her lips came down on his cock and sucked him all the way back deep into her throat.

He fisted his hands on the seat, then slid them up into her hair. He grasped her head and thrust up, controlling the stroke and the depth of her oral delights.

Her tongue swirled and saliva drizzled down his length. “Uh, Uh.” Each press into her mouth sent pleasure pulsing through his soul. This is what he lived for. This is what relaxed him and was the only thing Anne provided him with. Well that and friendship…and for him that was all he knew.

“Uh, Uh.” Her tongue fluttered into the eye of his head. His buttocks clenched and his legs jerked. He wanted to be buried deep in her cunt, making her scream so the footmen heard. But he knew better than to ask that of her on this trip. Besides, she certainly didn’t have a sponge in on a carriage ride to a visit a client.

“Take me deep, Anne.” She slid forward and he pressed her head down all the way until the soft flesh on the back of her throat touched the tip of his cock head.

She gagged.

“Uh…yes.” He wanted to thrust deep into her. “Sit back and lay on the seat so I can thrust into your mouth, Anne.”

She slid back, her black hair amazingly still pinned up in perfection. He never understood how she did that. He kneeled down on the floor of the cab and put one of his feet up on the bench she lay on.

She licked her lips and opened her mouth. His cock still glistening from her saliva, twitched, and he placed the tip to her plush lips. She angled her head and he slid into her.

Each press, his thrusts grew harder and faster. Her lips glided over his hardness like oiled flesh. The light futtering taps of her tongue flicking all about his peg made his seed rise quickly. Anne knew exactly how to please him. He braced his hands on the wall of the cab.

His buttocks clenched. Anne groaned. The vibrating sensation pushed him over the edge. His head grew light and his sack tingled. A startling quick halt pulled the carriage to an abrupt stop, tossing him back from Ann’s sweet depths and onto the carriage seat he had resided on. His cock glistened with Anne’s saliva and his muscles clenched on the verge of release.

“Damn it. What is going on?” His cock twitched and he ground his teeth in outrage at the denial of his spend.

Anne laughed and sat up on the carriage seat. “I am uncertain, Alistair.”

His blood raged and all thought concentrated on his twitching peg.

“Bo! Come here Bo! Get out of the carriage’s way!” A woman’s voice came from outside the carriage.

A dog barked and barked.

“Bo! Come here Bo!”

“Damnation. A stupid dog denied me my pleasure.”

Alistair hastily buttoned up his breeches and sprung to the door. He pushed it open and hopped down. Mud spattered up his boots and his pantaloons. He rolled his eyes and blew out a tense breath. Where was that blasted mutt? His hands fisted in want to strangle that dog.
He strode forward.

“Ma’am, please remove yourself from the road. We need to pass.” The driver’s shrill voice pierced Alistair’s ears.

“No worries, Jenks. I shall remove her and the mutt myself.” His teeth ground together as all the pleasurable sensations he had raging through his body turned to anger.

He rounded the last of the four horses. There running about the road was a woman with dark brown hair pinned up. She ran chasing after a small black-and-rust-colored puppy.

The scene, if he had not just been denied his pleasure, would have made him laugh. She chased after the mutt. The mutt ran from her. Her face, a delicious shade of scarlet, either from embarrassment or from exertion, shot heat through his gut.

“I am so sorry, sir. If I could catch him, I would remove him myself.”

“Stop chasing him. He thinks it is a game,” Alistair growled.

She continued as if she had not heard him, which was a distinct possibility. Women often paid him no mind. He strode forward and wrapped his arms about her firm waist.

She jumped and pulled away from him as he hoisted her up into the air. “Wh--what are you about?” Her legs and arms struggled and thrashed thudding against his frame.

An utterly feminine floral scent filled his senses and all of his muscles locked. Her thighs brushed along his front and her calf firmly rubbed his pego.

His cock wept in his trousers and his balls contracted. Insufferable! Damnation! He was too close to spending. A slight strain developed in his sack. He shifted uncomfortably.

He didn’t even truly know what this chit looked like and he wanted to spread her legs to the side of him and burry his peg deep in her pussy. He held in a cringe. See what happens, Alistair, when you do not spend you become uncivilized.

The puppy growled and nipped at his ankles. He gritted his teeth. Having raised five pups from his bitch Grete, he knew full well this mutt would not cease. He was sorely tempted to kick the whelp.

He spun about and strode from the road. At the side, he ever so slowly lowered her back to earth. Her body slid down his rock hard erection. There was no way she had not noticed the press of his sex along her body.
She staggered back and placed her hands on the top of the rock wall lining the road. The puppy placed himself firmly between them. She stared at his breeches.

“Ma’am.” His voice came out deep, aroused, annoyed. “Please do keep your mutt out of the road or a carriage shall run him up.”

She continued to stare at his breeches, then slowly looked up at him.
Beautiful. Wild curls sprang in rings about her round doll face. Eyes, deep as the fresh grass she stood upon. Tingles raced up his neck in anticipation of--

“Pardon, sir.” Her face grew incredibility red as she stared him straight in the eyes. “Your um…” Her plush red lips parted and her tongue darted out. “Your umm… button’s undone.”

Alistair glanced down to see the tip of his stiff peg poking through the side of his flap.

He scowled, and with the side of his hand pushed his peg back into his pants. What did it matter really?

She smiled and cocked her head to the side. “I was in my garden here, sir, and we heard the carriages and Bo simply bolted though the gate. I shall do better from now on.” Her hand rose and rubbed her cheek smearing dirt across the porcelain white surface.

He swallowed hard. She even made dirt look appetizing. Indeed he would have her on her hands and knees in her garden, as she pulled weeds or whatever women did there. Ummm… He would flip up her skirts and slide so slowly into her wet cunny from behind. A moan burst from him and he coughed to cover the sudden sound.

The smell of long, sweet, sweaty sex, mixed with the floral tones on her skin assaulted him. She had recently futtered.

He held back the urge to reach down between her legs to see how swollen her pouting ruffles were. Would she mind if he simply lifted her skirts right here and diddled her against the wall?

“Alistair.” Anne’s laughing tone came from the carriage. “Thank you for taking care of our… obstacle. Now shall I move on without you and let the little miss take care of your needs? Or shall you be joining me?”

A laugh burst from his chest. Only Anne would say such a thing as if it were normal and proper. “Pardon her ma’am. She is quite of the fallen variety.” He glanced over his shoulder at the carriage. “Where is this damned Elm Place anyhow, Anne?”

“Oh!” The woman in front of him raised her hand and pointed to the dense line of shrubs abutting the stone wall. “There is Elm Place, sir.”

“Well then, Anne. I shall walk, seeing I have to make myself presentable for arrival.”

“Indeed, Alistair. Drive on, Jenks.” The carriage door shut and then rolled past them followed by two more, which held two women for Lord Quinton to choose from as brides.

He turned back to the miss before him. “I am Alistair Taylor the third son of the marquis of Lanktor. And who may this little pup be?”

~~~~~~

I hope you enjoyed...

Lacy.

2009 New Years Resolutions

2008-12-30T11:12:00.000-08:00

Diet and physical health
I will eat less sugar
I will eat more fruit and less processed foods
I will eat less salt
I will drink less alcohol
I will exercise daily
I will lose 10 lbs.

Mental health and happiness
I will say no when I really want to without guilt.
I will smile and relish the goodness in the things around me daily.
Find peace, calm, and joy in what I do daily.
Experience something new each week.
I will End the destructive cycle of thinking that if given time things will change. (Change only happens when you take action and face a fear not when you wait, ponder, hope.)
Release myself from the past and follow my life course. To make my future.
Move forward and challenge my fears head on. (Fears, to be betrayed again, to be alone, to not sell another book, to not be a good enough parent.)
Remove the negative forces in my life. Mistrust, jealousy, chaos, resentment, disrespect.

Kids
See more of my kids.

Be more patient with my kids.
Be more firm with my kids when they are throwing a tantrum or do something wrong.
Do more outdoor activities with my kids.

Writing
Write at least 1.5K a day.
Contract another two books and one novella
Write a full-length book and a novella
Improve my writing flow… my poetic rhythm
Spend more time on promoting my books.
Take two writing retreats.
Spend less time online and more time making word count!

Relationships, Friends, Family, and Love
Write to my family and friends once a month.
Follow my Gut and Heart when it comes to relationships.
Explore the depths of myself in a trusted relationship.
Give more to those I care deeply for.
Find a way to fulfill the need to feel protected within myself instead of searching for it in others.

I realize the above list is huge… it will take more like a lifetime to accomplish. I guess you could say this is my life improvement list rather than my simple 2009 resolutions. I suppose I should pick one thing from each of the categories above and concentrate on that until I am successful in 2009 so to do that…

Here is my start list.
Explore the depths of myself in a trusted relationship.
Write at least 1.5K a day.
See more of my kids.
I will lose 10 lbs.
I will end the destructive cycle of thinking that if given time things will change. (Change only happens when you take action and face a fear not when you wait, ponder, hope.)

I hope your new year is filled with good things and lightness.

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

Let it snow. Let it snow. Let it snow!

2008-12-19T11:56:00.000-08:00

The holidays are here and so is the snow!
With the snow has come a shift in my mood. I feel lighter, more confident, and joyful.
I sat and stared out my window and watched the snowfall, covering the dying grass and the barren trees with pure crystals. The world turned fresh, crisp, magical, and new.

I bundled up and went for a walk in the midday sun... I inhaled the cool air. Snow. Snow everywhere. My feet made tracks, pure and translucent in the diamond-covered trail, nothing hidden, and nothing to hide. I giggled. Lightness making me float in a pleasant place that has eluded me of late.

I grasped a handful of the cool snow; the wetness seeped through my gloves and to my hands. Snow! I had forgotten the feel on my skin, and joy in making of the first snowball of the year. I cupped the snow, pressing it into a perfect round globe. I tossed it into the air and watched it as it crumbled against the tree it hit. My heart beat faster and I continued along, taking in the smiles on others I passed. Then it happened... I came to a place that no one had touched. A perfect place of crisp flat snow. I looked around feeling a bit silly... but my soul would not let me pass it by.

I lay down in the snow and stared up at the sky. Blue and white blew by before my eyes. I smiled as the cold of the earth seeped through my pants. I began to wiggle and giggle. My legs and arms moved and there in the snow, my angel was born. I got up and stared down. A smile bigger than one I can remember curved my lips and giddiness rushed my veins... silliness indeed. Child-full joy captured me.
I ran and I skipped through the snow all the way back home.
I peeled out of my damp clothes and made hot chocolate, with Irish cream to warm me.
Now sit before my fireplace. That same peaceful joy pulsing though me, and that child like grin has yet to leave my face.

Snow! Snow! Snow!

Lacy.

Book Club!!

2008-12-08T18:47:00.000-08:00

This past week I had the privilege of attending a book club which had read my book Animal Lust.

I was nervous.

I was excited.

I was honored they had asked me.

It was a fun night. A girls night. We

drank wine, we talked about my

writing and about sexual history. They all asked me questions that they placed in a bowl without names and I pulled each one out and answered them.

Some of the questions they asked me were:

How many novels have you written? Do I plan to have a theme carry through an entire series of books. aka a sequel?

What made you decide to write erotic romances as opposed to other genres?

How much you draw upon personal experience?

How do you come up with so many euphemisms, names for the naughty bits?

How much control did you get during the marketing of the book? ie the cover?

Do you tell stories in your book from personal experiences you had or relatable things?

I answered these and many more.

Over all it was a fantastic time and I would do it again in a heart beat. Here all us gals are after a night of wine, and talk.

Man I look tired!

Hope you all are well this holiday season and that the good times and laughter out weigh the stress.

Hugs and Kisses,

Lacy.

Posting At The Aphordisa Authors Blog Today!

2008-12-02T10:35:00.000-08:00

Hey everyone,

I am over at the Aphrodisia Authors Blog talking about Values and Needs.

Please stop by!

Hugs and Kisses,

Lacy.

Change In The Wind

2008-11-24T14:34:00.000-08:00

I found out today that my last day working at WaMu will be December 1st. Even though my job has never been something I have lived for, it has supported my passions and my loves over the past four years of living on my own. I am sad to see my coworkers as well as myself with out employment in this hard time.

With the economy the way it is I am a bit freaked out by what the worst-case scenario could be, so I have been trying to keep my eyes, thoughts, and gut on the positives. What are those positives? They were hard to come up with in my current state of mind, but I am going to concentrate on these. More may come to mind once some time has passed and I am settled in on the idea of being unemployed...

1. I have more TIME: for my writing, my kids, my passions, my loved ones, and me.
2. I do not have to pay for parking or commuting to the city three times a week.
3. This life change will allow me to come up with something more meaningful for my existence.(this is a huge task... not sure it will actually happen, but it is a possibility and something I wish to explore.)
4. I can now research alternate ways of living. (If you have suggestions please let me know.)

Those are really it. Ultimately I will need to find new employment, as the bills will continue to come in.

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

My Favorite Things

2008-11-06T19:10:00.000-08:00

I am sure I have done a post like this before but I felt it was time again.
As the song and the famous nanny sings...

Rain drops on roses and whiskers on kittens...
A hug from my kids.
The smell of a good scotch. Followed by the rich smoky taste as it touches your tongue.
Receiving a hand written letter from someone you love.
The bump of a cats head against your leg as it greets you
The smell of horses
The sound of rain on the windowpane at night
Making a home cooked meal with all the trimmings
A long awaited touch
The smell of sex on your skin
Laughter. Tickling.
Sharing a book by reading it aloud with someone. The sexier the book the better. wink.

What are some of your favorite things?
Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

More Music And Inspiration.

2008-10-30T14:18:00.000-07:00

I have been writing daily of late and as you know music is my companion while I am in my own dream world.

This past week I found this wonderful band that I can’t get enough of.

Who are they?

Firewater

Their band has a new album out called The Golden Hour. The lead singer took a journey to the middle east and India and while there put together some jam sessions with the locals that he then recorded. This album uses pieces of what he recorded along with the full band. You can check out his journey here...

I have always wanted to travel and write while I did it, but life and responsibilities get in the way of such a freedom for me. Anyhow, I love this song. Three Legged Dog On The Roam.

They have a myspace page that has a few of the other songs from the album on it as well.
Check them out!

Lacy.

Ten Things I Hate.

2008-10-27T09:45:00.001-07:00

1.) When my partner sleeps on the other side of the bed.

2.) Bad Sex. It is worse than no sex.

3.) Disappointing someone I love

4.) Any food that has a slimy texture... ie Cream Brule, raw oysters, etc.

5.) Vomit. enough said.

6.) When you are headed to the elevator and someone closes the door as quickly as possible instead of holding it for you.

7.) Doubting myself and my abilities.

8.) Mistrust

9.) Someone raining on my parade, or me raining on theirs.

10.) Excessive Drama

At The Aphrodisia Authors Blog Today

2008-10-02T11:26:00.000-07:00

Hey all,

I am over at the Aphrodisia Authors Blog today talking about books that have influenced me. Stop by and say hi!

Hugs,

Lacy.

Back From Portland!

2008-09-24T20:56:00.000-07:00

Last weekend I had a signing in Portland OR at the Beaverton Powell’s. It was a blast. I met many fun authors and readers. Alexis Morgan was there, as well as Dina James both in the THE MAMMOTH BOOK OF VAMPIRE ROMANCE. I sat next to Dina she was so much fun, she gave out plastic fangs and we talked about reading, writing, books and Powell’s of course. I think she looks a lot like Mary Stewart Masterson.

Another author that I talked to briefly, but had a great time talking with is Meljean brook. She has the same agent as I, Roberta Brown, and writes wonderful paranormal romance.

The night was so much fun. I sold 12 copies of my books, and had one reader bring her own copies of Animal Lust and Sexy Beast III for me to sign. That was a first for me and made me grin. I also had one of the store employees say that my books were very naughty, with an evil grin. Then she compared my work to the classic Victorian smut The Pearl. This made my heart leap, as the pearl is one of my favorites.

I have to say though being ON like that for two hours is exhausting... my guy and I went to dinner afterwards and I was brain dead. the next day was spent doing copy proofs and walking about the wonderful city of Portland.

I had to stop into my favorite lingerie store Janes Vanity. On this trip my guy bought me some wonderful things... this lovely cami set but in a deep emerald green instead of the pink shown.

This pair of thigh highs, but with a bright red top and a Jimmy Jane candle for play. Jimmy Jane also makes a wonderful little steel vibe called the Little Chroma if you have not tried it you should!

The evening was topped off with a wonderful dinner at El Gaucho.

Speaking of lingerie, I have been really into textured stockings this fall... I have found some wonderful ones at Nordstrom’s... I love the red ones( shown right) and wear them with a black short skirt, and tall black boots. So fun!

I also am in love with my over the knee socks(shown left). I know it sounds weird... but don't they look wonderful for fall with short skirts? They are soft and warm and feel so very yummy. You should check a pair out!

I bought mine from Stockin Girl

I guess that is it for now. Back to writing that proposal for me.

Lacy.

A Signing Tonight!

2008-09-19T10:23:00.000-07:00

Tonight, Friday, September 19, I will be signing at the Powell’s Books in Beaverton OR with a ton of other authors. Information below about the signing. Hope to see you there!

Upcoming Event
When? Friday, September 19th 2008 07:00 PM
Where? Powell’s Books at Cedar Hills Crossing, Beaverton, OR

Join us in supporting local romance authors at our second Rose City Romance event! Meet these very talented women, ask questions, take pictures, and get autographs in a casual setting. Featured authors include: Elizabeth Boyle (Tempted by the Night), Megan Clark (Seduce Me), Meljean Brook (First Blood), Vanessa Gilfoy (Healing Wounds), Dawn Calvert (His and Hers), Samantha James (Seduction of an Unknown Lady), Minette Meador (The Centurion and the Queen), Alexis Morgan (Dark Warrior Unleashed), Lacy Danes (Animal Lust), Terri Reed (Double Jeopardy), Mary Vine (Maya’s Gold), Rebecca Goings (Cursed Hearts), Delilah Marvelle (Mistress of Pleasure), Jenn Bayley-Burke (For Kicks) and Dina James (Mammoth Book of Vampire Romance).

Here is the link for directions to the store.
www.powells.com/info/places/beavertoninfo.html

Over At The Spiced Tea Party Saying Goodbye...

2008-09-08T10:52:00.000-07:00

I am over at The Spiced Tea Party today. We are closing up the site and I am curious what each of your favorite words is off my dirty words list. Please stop by and let me know.

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

Over At The Aphrodisia Authors Blog Today!

2008-09-02T14:13:00.000-07:00

I am over at the Aphrodisia Authors blog today talking about back to school blues.

Stop by and say hi.

Lacy.

The Summer Is Coming To An End.

2008-08-20T18:28:00.000-07:00

I love the Autumn.

I sit and stare out at the rain. Pelts of crisp water hit the window in a sound that sooths and promises to wash away the dirt and dust of the long summer days. Everything the rain washes, smells earthy, fresh, and new. I step out into the rain, tip my head up to the sky, and let the rain wash me clean.

LD
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This past week I accomplished the following in my quest for trying to do one thing to grow each day:

Started reading again:
Who Rules Your Life= A book about positive thinking.
When Good People Do Bad Things= A Book about embracing your own as well as others darker side.

I also put boundaries in place around my writing time: This has been moderately successful, though not completely. Anyone who has kids or other love ones wanting their time can understand the complications that arise from asking for alone time to write. I tend to be one of those sorts that feels guilt when I am not pleasing the people in my life. Setting long term expectations on my writing time--I hope-- will elevate some of the squabble and pressure to get time. This was a big step for me.

Spent some quality time with both of my kids: Had a mommy--daughter day as well as a separate mommy--son day. This really was not a growth activity. Though it was fun and I did get to eat cotton candy again and play in the fountain... so I guess you could say I set free my inner child. LOL.

On the music front: Today I am listening to one of my favorites, Nina Simone. I am listening to her album, The Essential Nina Simone. It is a wonderful compilation of her work, filled with soulful happy tunes as well as heartfelt sad ones.

This song hit a cord with me today: I hope you enjoy.

Hugs and kisses to all of you!
Lacy.

Goals to improve my life.

2008-08-13T21:02:00.000-07:00

Thoughts invade my mind of late. Good and bad. The chaos and negative thoughts pressed upon me weigh me down. Being a positive person by nature, and a bit of a procrastinator, months of chaos and heavy needs have my soul demanding a change.

I feel stronger than I have in a long time, so I know whatever needs to be done, now is the time. I sat down tonight and came up with this list.

Goals to improve my life. Silly I know. Actions are what actually change things, but this is my start.

Cut back on the amount of coffee and alcohol I drink.
Concentrate on the import things. Friends- family- what makes me true to myself.
Exercise.
Stop living as if the past is so very now and present.
Take chances on love, my writing, and other things in life.
Do not be afraid to make a change to find happiness.
Stop fearing, fear.
Do one thing each day to grow.
Try to learn something from everyone.
Tell people often what they mean to me.
Stand up for my boundaries and what I truly wish in my life, there is nothing wrong in wanting what I wish.

I know there are probably more items I should put down, but I look at that list, and it intimidates me. Scares me. The things listed are not simple things like buying a more efficient car or choosing to cut fat out of my diet.(Though I know cutting fat is hard! I so love my butter.) What is listed above are big emotional changes. Gulp.

Lacy.

Back from RWA 08!

2008-08-04T13:57:00.000-07:00

Fun was had by all that attended RWA in San Francisco this year.

For me the conference took on a different feel than prior years. It was my very first Literacy signing which I have to say was a blast! I signed eleven books and had my photo taken by the RWA official photographer. My goal for the night was to sign one! You can imagine my delight to sign ten additional books.

Unfortunately, copy edits for my next Kensington book arrived a few days before I left for conference, so I spent many hours each day up in my room rereading my February 09 book BEING WICKED. I did manage to get out of my room to attend a few classes and to go to my publisher's events in the evenings. I also had a wonderful talk with my agent Roberta Brown. She is such an amazing woman so full of life and energy. I spent over an hour talking with her about my career and what she feels will be my best bet for my next proposal.

I met some of my old friends and made some new ones too... below are mixture of photos of me and the events I attended.

Crystal Jordan and me. Crystal is a fellow Kensington author and one of my critique partners.

Myself, Donna Grant, and Shelli Stevens at the PASIC party.

Lillian Feisty and Eden Bradley two of my fellow erotic authors and close friends.

Kemble Scott, Celia May Hart, and myself at the Kensington cocktail party.

Kate Pearce, Shelli Stevens, and Crystal Jordan at the Kensington cocktail party.

Shelli and I at the Romance Diva dinner that just followed the Kensington cocktail party.

Shelli was my date for the Harlequin party, where the dancing was so much fun!

Cheers to all of you!

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

An Interview!

2008-07-22T08:10:00.000-07:00

I was asked a few questions by EcataRomance. You can read the interview on their website or go directly to the interview by clicking here.

http://sensual.ecataromance.com/index.php?p=831

Enjoy!

Lacy.

Back into it!

2008-07-14T20:58:00.000-07:00

I have started back into writing after taking a month off. To do this I have added to my music list for inspiration during the next few months. This list always starts slow for me... one or two songs here or there. A wonderful song I have been listening to by Neil Finn will make it on this list for my next writing round.

I'm really close tonight
And I feel like I'm moving inside her
Lying in the dark
And I think that I'm beginning to know her
Let it go
I'll be there when you call

And whenever I fall at your feet
You let your tears rain down on me
Whenever I touch your slow turning pain

You're hiding from me now
There's something in the way that you're talking
Words don't sound right
But I hear them all moving inside you, go
I'll be waiting when you call

Hey and whenever I fall at your feet
Won't you let your tears rain down on me
Whenever I touch your slow turning pain

The finger of blame has turned upon itself
And I'm more than willing to offer myself
Do you want my presence or need my help
Who knows where that might lead
I fall

Whenever I fall at your feet
Would you let your tears rain down on me
Whenever I fall, ever I fall

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Oh and this song by one of my favorites... Elvis Costello. Am I crazy, or is this song just a we bit kinky?

I want a girl to make a mess
To do no wrong she must confess
And then perhaps hitch up her dress
'Cos when the flashbulbs explode
She's such a sensitive soul...

I want a girl who is helpless and frail
Who won't pull on my ponytail
I want a girl who has no past
She's made up now
But that won't last
'Cos when she sits on my knee
And then she whispers to me

"Can't you see
I could be
I could be
Your spooky girlfriend"

The broken toys are all scattered in the attic
Newspapers play with the words of the fanatic
While the greeting cards are your most poetic lyric
And the flat champagne is sweet sugar syrup

I want to paint you with glitter and with dirt
Picture you wit innocence and hurt
The shutter closes
Exposes the shot
she says, "Are you looking up my skirt?"
When you say "No"
She says "Why not?"

I want a girl to turn my screw
To wind my watch, to buckle my shoe
And if she won't her mother will do
But when she does as she's told
We'll all turn platinum and gold

But when she sits on my knee
I hear her whispers to me
"Can't you see?
"I could be your spooky girlfriend"

Unfortunately I could not find this one to embed for you to listen to. It is an amazing song though, and you should look for it online.

Those are my first two songs for this next writing push.

Smiles. Wonder what will come from that mix.

Lacy.

Over At The Spiced Tea Party today!

2008-07-02T10:51:00.000-07:00

Hi all,
I am over at The Spiced Tea Party today. Stop by and say hi!

kisses,
Lacy.

Eek it has been a month!

2008-06-30T21:46:00.000-07:00

Sorry I have not posted in so long I am in such a strange weird place at the moment… most of my life I am so very delighted with … I am happy with my relationship with my kids… happy with my writing… happy with my home…happy with my social life… Work is work but it could be much worse…I am dating a wonderful man… and have friends I would give my soul for.

Yet I keep having theses in tense panic filled dreams… where I am struggling with my inner soul and what the world thinks should be done… Dreams where I have lost opportunities to see my dreams become reality after traveling the hard path to success… these dreams make me think… did I make a mistake in a decision I made? Do I feel I should be punished for something I have done? Do I feel my life struggles are punishment for something I did? Or are my fears simply grabbing for control of me.

I am not typically someone who is easily suspicious/fearful. I am easy going and drama and such flip my world on it side. The lessoned drama in the past four months has been a relief of late yet something feels missing…
It is not a lack of spark…
or desire…
it is not a lack of love…
it is not an unhappiness of soul.
I struggle with what it is my gut feels is missing and I have no idea how to figure out what it is.

My fear is I believe that past mistrust/disrespect and the fear of being made a fool for pushing those things aside plague me. Well that and the 10lbs that seem to not want to budge from my body since February of this year. Frown.

I have adored not being attached to the computer. It has leveled my life like nothing has in some time. Real people interactions are so much more satisfying than cyber ones.

Yet there is still this longing… this strange discomfort with what is now/present… I don’t know what will come of all these dreams and intense deep thoughts… I do know that it is something that I need to work through in order to find that contentment and ease of mind that seems to be eluding me.

Hope your world is calm and content.

Hugs and kisses,
Lacy.

Naughty And Spice!

2008-05-30T09:10:00.000-07:00

I am guest blogging over at the Naughty and Spice today.

It is their one year birthday and I am giving away one copy of each of my books in celebration.

Please stop by and say hi!

Kisses,

Lacy.

Over At The Tea Party Today.

2008-05-28T12:37:00.000-07:00

I am over at the Spiced Tea Party today talking about D.H Lawrence, Mrs Perel, and Beats Antique. Stop by and say Hi!
Hugs,
Lacy.

Wild Things in Captivity

Wild things in captivity

while they keep their own wild purity

won't breed, they mope, they die.

All men are in captivity,

active with captive activity,

and the best won't breed, though they don't know why.

The great cage of our domesticity

kills sex in a man, the simplicity

of desire is distorted and twisted awry.

And so, with bitter perversity,

gritting against the great adversity,

they young ones copulate, hate it, and want to cry.

Sex is a state of grace.

In a cage it can't take place.

Break the cage then, start in and try.

~D.H. Lawrence

Life Is Good!

2008-05-20T15:46:00.000-07:00

I have had a wonderful past week. Finally feel like I have enough sleep to actually function. Started to dream again... silly I know, but to wake up and have my muse talking to me is such a wonderful thing. I am itching to start on a new writing project but keep telling myself hold on slow down other things need attention here. Things like the list I posted a few weeks back... which I am happy to say quite a few of them I have accomplished.

The good things...
Yesterday I fasted until dinner time. I had one cup of coffee in the AM and drank water all day I ended the night with a sensible dinner of chicken, corn and squash done on the grill. Next week Monday I will fast the entire day. Some Eastern religions do this... they believe fasting once a week gives the digestive system a break and keeps the metabolism high. I won't do this for very long... maybe every Monday this month then stop.

Cut back my drinking to one drink a day. Woo hoo! I feel much better in doing this less sleepy the next day... more focused!

I bought a new pair of running shoes... yesterday at lunch down town I walked not far but it was about 12 blocks total and that is a start back to exercising.

Cut back my coffee intake to one cup a day... when I was writing I was up to 10 cups a day... TEN... can you believe it. sigh no more.

My house is slowly returning to normal... little by little each day things get picked up and put away.

I am finally reading again. This last weekend I sat on my porch in the sun with a special friend and read 100 pages in Never Lie To A Lady... Man I wish I could write wit like Liz Carlyle. Her books are amazing and filled to the brim with all those wonderful little details like a name brand for a Russian vodka back in the regency. I have been tempted to see if I can find that kind now! Oh and I got tan lines... grin.

I attempted making my very first Vodka gimlet. turned out quite nice....
One sugar cube in a glass,
three quarters of a lime squeezed onto the sugar cube
one vodka glass full of vodka added to that.
Lightly stir to dissolve sugar. Then pour entire concoction over ice and shake. Take remaining quarter of lime and place on rim of Martini glass. Pour and serve... yum.

Beyond that I have watched movies... the French lieutenant’s woman, Blue Velvet, The Mission, Zodiac, the Terminal, and V for Vendetta. All excellent... I had not seen Blue Velvet in some time and was amazed by the D/s current through the movie. Funny how you see things differently, as you get older, and learn more about human behavior.

Just over a week ago I went to see Kate Nash in concert with fellow author Lauren Dane we had a blast. This past saturday night I had drinks with some very special people at a piano bar.

I guess you can say I am ALIVE and have started living life again.

Lacy.

PS. this week my very dear friend and CP Shelli Stevens and I are going to see CORTEO. This is in celebration of her very first NY sale to Kensington and her birthday.

Over At The Tea Party Today!

2008-05-12T13:17:00.000-07:00

Hey everyone,
I am over at The Spiced Tea Party today giving away a copy of Animal Lust!

Stop by and say hi.

Lacy.

A quick note

2008-05-05T10:44:00.000-07:00

Hey All,
This is a quick note to let you know I am alive and recovering from my deadlines.

I have a LONG list of things I put aside to complete things on time and I thought I would share these with you as well. LOL not that they are all that interesting or in a specific order.

1. Get hair cut and color. (Need to make appointment.)

2. Get waxed (Same… need appointment.)

3. Clean entire house! (That funny smell has to come from something.)

4. Throw away moldy cheese and food in refrigerator. (Maybe funny smell comes from old cheese?)

5. Find my sons stuffed mouse.

6. Find my green USB stick drive and back up all documents.

7. Read lots of books! On top of my list (Finding meaning in the second half of life, Mine till midnight by Lisa Kleypas, Never Lie to a Lady by Liz Carlyle, Beauty and Submission by Maria Isabella Pita, Polish cooking.)

8. Return all the favors that I called in on the two stories I finished last week.

9. Lose the 10lbs I gained over the past three months of eating WAY too much chocolate and drinking too much red wine. (Two things i do when stressed and writing… switching to Martinis pronto! chocolate... hummm maybe that can stay in some form.)

10. Spend lots of time with my kids, family and friends.... Socializing and have some fun.

11. Wash car.

12. Clean out garage.

13. Start exercising again... including walks and maybe flamenco dancing! (is there a reason this task ended up on #13??)

14. Pay bills. Eek! Indeed I need to do this... have not been on top of this the last few months.

15. Relax and enjoy for an hour every day. Smiles… Do you think this is a plausible goal for a single mom with two jobs?

On a really good note... I did two things this past weekend that made me smile.
One. Went to my friend Shelli Stevens Cabin with my kids... we drank, laid around, the kids played and we went for a boat ride.
Two. I planted flowers on my porch. I have wanted to do this since I moved in. The kids helped and it looks wonderful!

I hope you are all doing well.

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

A great book set in Seattle WA.

2008-04-09T15:10:00.000-07:00

My dear friend Shelli Stevens has a new book out this week. This book is set in Seattle WA and is book #2 in a series. Check it out! I loved reading this story... salsa dancing and cowboys... what more can you ask for!

I know you will enjoy this steamy read,
Lacy.

http://samhainpublishing.com/romance/tempting-adam

The man she wants is the one she must deceive.

Seattle Steam Book 2

Christy Wallace may be a respectable Seattle Spanish teacher, but she's got a sultry side. She lets it come out to play during the summer, when she moonlights as a Salsa dancing instructor.

Sexy, cowboy Adam wants more time with her than just a fleeting cup of coffee, but she makes it clear that if he wants her, he'll have to sign up for dance class. Amazingly enough, he does. And Christy finds herself falling for a charming country hick with hands as fast as his feet.

Adam's no hick, though. He's the owner of Adam's Apples, the fastest-growing cider business in eastern Washington. To his own surprise, one night with her has him thinking in terms of forever. That is, until he walks into a restaurant for a family lunch and finds Christy on the arm of his brother.

Is there a logical explanation? Or is something rotten in Seattle?

Over At the Spiced Tea Party today!

2008-04-07T15:25:00.000-07:00

Talking about my new red car and transportation futter.
Come say hi!

http://www.thespicedteaparty.blogspot.com
hugs and kisses,
Lacy.

Going Nose Down Until May.

2008-03-21T15:11:00.000-07:00

Hi all,
I have two deadlines back to back in April. So I am going to go nose down for the next few weeks. I will still be at the Tea Party on my scheduled days... so you can see me over there.

I will be posting my daily progress here as one of my CP's Shelli Stevens and I are challenging in April and it is a way to keep us motivated.

Other than that...

I will see you for more in-depth posts in a month!

Hugs,
Lacy.

A Doozy Of A Month.

2008-03-12T12:45:00.000-07:00

This past month has been filled with both fantastic things and tons of stress.
I have been dealing with some personal Issues that have occupied a majority of my time...

Finding a Nanny, having it not work, searching for another new Nanny, etc. Along with the day job, writing deadlines and relationship issues... The stress was very high.

Somehow I did manage to get out and have a bit of fun.

Earlier in the month my good friend Lillian Feisty took a trip to Seattle and we went with a few other authors to the local Erotic Arts Festival. Though the night was a bit on the pricy side we had a blast!

Here are a few photos of us... one from Burlesque Dancing night, and the other from dinner just before the festival.

My favorite part of this night was the people watching. ALL kinds of people with all the different sexual orientations were at this event. We saw men in rubber suits, Cross Dressers, Masters with their slaves, Gays and lesbians, Bi men and women. There was erotic art by a few local artist as well as burlesque dancing up on stage.

Though my favorite image of the night and the one that I go back to again and again in my mind was this older couple... both with grey hair and dressed very classy... they walked around the show looking at the erotic images... her hand wrapped about his sleeve.. his fingers on top of her hand. It was sweet and lovely and soooo much what I am looking for when I reach that age. To be with a man that is open about sexuality... but still I am his girl, lover and friend.

The other bit of fun I did this month is a reading at the local Babeland store. Hope I saw some of you readers there... The night was wonderful Susan Lyons and I read last out of the 7 women who read that night. The first round of women who read were Hedgebrook alumni and all of them read poetry of some form. The store was pretty packed and we had lots of lovely toys surrounding us as we all read from our explicit works. I was pretty nervous... I pretty much simply stood there and read from the pages, and I think I turned all red... well I certainly was sweating when I was done. It is very hard to sit and read out loud images from your mind.

All and all though we did have a good time.

Hope you are all well... I am writing like mad at the moment so please be patient with my updates to this blog.

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

A Reading!!!

2008-03-10T14:45:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow March 11th from 6-8 I will be participating in a Babeland event;

2Tue:Capitol Hill Art Walk
Tuesday, March 11, 06:00PM, FREE!
Okay, it's been a month since Valentine's Day. Is the romance still alive? Are things still sexy?

Join Babeland and Hedgebrook alumnae and local erotica writers for a hot evening of romance, steamy love, and everything in between. We will be reading stories so sexy you’ll think it’s Valentines Day all over again! Bring a date, or come on your own.

For more information on this event you can call the Seattle Babeland Store at (206) 328-2914.

Hedgebrook is an all women's writers retreat on Whidbey Island in Washington state.

A few of the other authors that will be participating in the event are: Susan Lyons and Lauren Dane.

Please stop by and say hi!!!

Hugs,

Lacy.

Over at the Tea Party!

2008-03-09T08:46:00.000-07:00

Hi All,

I am over at The Spiced Tea Party today giving away a copy of ANIMAL LUST!

Come stop by!

Hugs,

Lacy.

Release Day!!!

2008-02-26T10:06:00.000-08:00

Today my book ANIMAL LUST releases.
This book has been a journey that all started with a dream. Seriously. I was putting my kids to bed one night and as I lay there I drifted off with them for a short while. After about half an hour sleeping in a twisted contorted position I woke up from a dream, that dream is the first scene I wrote in this book... It is the sniffing scene. From there my Ursus were born.

RT gives ANIMAL LUST 4 1/2 stars. and says: This fantastic novel keeps the reader engrossed. You'll turn page after page and not be able to put it down! Each story of the cursed Ursus brothers starts off with a bang, thanks to amazing characters, and readers will feel as if they are in Regency England. Danes is a rising talent.

Coffee Time Romance Review Gives ANIMAL LUST 4 cups and says: Animal Lust is not only, four steamy hot stories, about four well-developed brothers, and the four women who capture their heart, but it is engaging, wonderfully written, great dialogue, and secondary characters that even pull the reader into the midst of the tales. Lacy Danes crafts a read that is explosive. This great read entertains as the characters still linger with the reader long after the story if finished. It comes highly recommended.

Oh and what the heck... here is an excerpt: This is from the second story in the book MAC's Story.

Rasalette's hair pulled, and the rest of Mac's fingers snaked into her locks. “With your hands, undo the buttons on my waistcoat.”

She bit her lip and raised her hands to comply. Her hands shook terribly as she tugged each fabric-covered button and slid them through the holes.

He held her head back at a precise angle. She could not look at him nor his chest. Her fingers slid the last button free, and her body shook wanting him and this.

His breath deepened, and the rise and fall of his chest beneath the fabric told of her effect on him. She wanted to lower her hands to see just what kind of endowment he possessed. Her fingers slid lower, trailing the smooth cotton to the cool silk ridge of his waistband.

“No.” He jerked her hair and pressed his body against hers. The cold stone at her back and his massive, hard, warmth at her front pinned her. Unable to move, her heart thumped as a drum she swore she could hear.

His long, thick, prick pressed against her soft stomach. The thickness at the tip tapered to a long equally thick shaft. Gracious! His sex was as solid as her wrist.

He rotated his hips. The pressure… delightful. A gasp elicited from her lips. She bit down on her lips, trying to hold back any further encouragement and moaned through the torment of his teasing.

He chuckled. “Indeed, you want me. Want my phallus sliding in and out of your pleading cunny. Pull my shirt from my waist and touch my chest.”

Her hands shook as she grasped the crisp cotton, and the dampness of her aroused skin clung to the soft fabric as she slid it up. His muscles jumped as the hem pulled from his waistband. His heat… His smell… sweet and earthy, the tang of his arousal wafted about her, invading every pore. My gracious! She trembled with need to touch him.

Her hand slid beneath the crisp fabric. She flexed her fingers, and her nails skidded along a rib, slightly digging into the skin. He shook.

Interesting. He liked that.

His hand reached down between her legs and pushed the fabric of her slip between her thighs. His finger probed her entrance through the fabric, and she slid her thighs apart. Her creamy, slick juices clung to the fabric as he rubbed them into her sex.

Oh! She thirsted for more of his touch. Her hands clutched at his chest, scratching his skin. He sucked in through clenched teeth, then exhaled.

“What are the rules of your game, Your Highness?” His hand stilled and pressed, cupping and holding her sex and mound. He held her there, and the heat of his palm against her sex made her hips press, rubbing trying to get him to move. “Your Highness?”

“My—my game?” Her breath quivered as his fingers flexed. The fabric’s rough texture tugged her swollen skin in a subtle torturous pleasure. Oh! How she wanted his touch deeper, probing all her delicate recesses.

“Yes.” His breath tickled her cheek as the warm wetness of his tongue trailed to her lips. “I only witnessed the fair one for a few moments before your servant yelled count.”

He thought she played a royal game when she positioned for her future. She swallowed the lump lodged into her throat. Quite correct, in a sense, she did play them, and him. “I-I told them whichever man’s tongue could bring me to spend in less than forty licks would be considered as a possible husband to me.”

She felt the curve of his lips into a smile just before they touched hers. Delight slid through her. He tasted of wine and tobacco. Luxurious tremors massaged the walls of her womb.

His tongue traced her lips, and he pulled away. His nose, his intense jade eyes held her. She shivered at the intimacy and desire pounding through him and her. The blacks of his eyes engulfed the brilliant green. Gracious! Had a man’s stare ever affected her so?

“Very well, then. Forty licks, eh? You will spend in five.”

“Five?” Her brows drew together. No one could make her spend in five licks. No one had made her spend with their tongue yet.

“You think my statement a false?” His tone hung hard and challenging. “Two to wet and spread your rosy hued nether-lips.” His tongue traced her bottom lip then the top. Her mouth opened and she sighed.

“One to satisfy my taste for your honey core.” His tongue plunged into her mouth, swirling and dancing to the beat of her heart. Her chest tightened, and prickles of ecstasy peaked her nipples; her body arched into him.

He pulled back a breath’s whisper. “One to swirl and tease your bud.” His tongue swirled the left corner of her mouth as if licking a sweat morsel of food she’d just eaten. Her legs shook and quivered against his thighs.

“And one long, slow, firm, lick from bottom to top. You will spend, Your Highness, hard. And I will drink every bit of the cream you produce.” Every word he stated caressed the flesh of her sex as if he finger frigged her. Her core wept for his caress.

He raised her arms and wrapped her fingers about the iron bracket holding the torch above her head. “Don’t let go, Your Highness.” He dropped to his knees before her.

Her mind spun.

Five licks. Never.
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hope you enjoyed!

You can pick up a copy at any of your favorite local or online book stores.

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

PS.... my next book is due in on friday... so I will be MIA for the rest of the week.

The Spiced Tea Party!

2008-02-18T11:49:00.000-08:00

I am over at the Spiced Tea Party today talking about Animal Lust and dreams.

Come say hi!

Lacy.

Fears, the road ahead, Trust.

2008-02-12T13:00:00.000-08:00

I feel like I am at a turning point in my life... where i can fall backwards into living with the fears that people, family, friends and society push upon me, living with the hurts that have happened to me, and old patterns for dealing with them. Or i can not care what others think and not let the hurts rule me and simply do what I feel is right for me and my kids.

life is filled with choices, hurts, mistakes, and fears. As Billy Joel says "the mistakes are the only thing you can really call your own."

How does one sort through all the information coming at you, All the opinions, and make the correct decisions for your own well being? and what do you do when your thoughts and emotions run so counter to what everyone else thinks you should do?

I think it all comes down to TRUST. Trusting that you, yourself, are capable of making a decision that is in your soul right. Even if it is hard to disappoint all of those who have given you the opposite opinion... those who would make the opposite choice.

And i think you need to trust others. That even though you have been hurt in the past, that not everyone is stumbling around, manipulating situations and lying to you.

This past year i went through a very hellish situation. One i had feared up until now had ruined my ability to trust so openly, that had ruined my faith in that fact that humans are amazing.

What i realized is that until this very day I had only seen the hurt, evil, and destruction that came from the experience. Today i looked at me, my path I had chosen since this experience, and tried to learn from it. To see a pattern.

In everything you do there is a lesson. I had not looked for the lesson in that situation or i had and I thought what it taught me was to NOT trust so openly... to think that some people are only out for themselves and what makes them feel good, that no one really cares about how you feel, or react to what they do.

That was NOT the lesson!

Surely i could have let myself learn just that... and I had let that be my lesson for months now. I was miserable with that lesson.

What i finally saw today was that... my lesson was learning to let go of hurts that happen to you. Not to let them fester into huge ugly wounds that consume you, your life and who you are. Not to let them become you.

In my marriage I let a hurt my X caused me fester and eat at me, without a word from me for 9 years. In my first serious relationship after my marriage I took a different route and let the hurt consume me, change my thoughts, and make me into someone bent on hurting back at all cost (so not me).

Now I have realized it is possible to be hurt and heal, if you have faith in yourself to do so. If you have the strength to move forward on your own and simply forgive... yourself, others, and the situation. For we all make mistakes.

I also learned for me moving past that hurt simply means i need to express my feelings and then let go. (the letting go was the lesson.)

An empowering lesson to learn.

Lacy.

Naughty and Spice... Naughty Questions...

2008-02-05T12:37:00.000-08:00

My good friends over at the Naughty and Spice Blog had this list of questions up that each one of them is answering through out this week... I though I would do them too... well the questions that is.

Lacy.

1. Chocolate or Whipped Cream: Chocolate

2. Leather or PVC: Either one... they both have their own sexy wonderful feel and look!

3. Outdoor Sex or Indoor Sex: Out doors ... I am such an exhibitionist! Have you read my story The Invitation… Sex in the woods… yumm.

4. In the Jacuzzi or In Bed? humm either one. Sex in the water is harder... washes away the lubes… but there is something very erotic about the water caressing your skin in contrast to your lovers touch.

5. Bad Sex or No Sex: no sex... When you have bad sex all kind of emotions follow and none of them are ever good.

6. Dominate or Be Dominated: Be dominated... is their another kind of sex?

7. Thigh highs or Bodystocking: either one... tough thigh highs I wear daily so a bodystocking might be something special. wink.

8. Fast or Slow: What ever he wants... but both are very nice and do give different sensation.

9. Rough or Gentle: Rough! Though I do love that sleepy groggy in the middle of the night fuck too.

10. Bite or Suck: Bite... and bite hard... it turns me into butter.

11. Role play or Reality: Love to mix the two.

12. Dirty Talking or Dirty Talking To: love, love, love to be talked dirty too.... i have yet to learn the art of talking dirty... everything I say I feel sounds so silly and stupid... can you get lessons in this somewhere??

13. Edible panties or No Panties: No Panties

14. Spanking paddle or Bare-handed: Bare-handed... there is a heat and sting to the hand that no toy has. Then again I have a thing for hands.

15. Landing Strip or Kojak: bare all the way! Kojak that is. wink.

16. Multiple Sessions or One Good Fuck: One good long fuck.

17. Moaning or Screaming: Moaning, Screaming, and Whimpering.

18. Older Men or Young Men: Older. I have always been attracted to older men.

19. Threeway or No Way: Threeway on occasion is nice.

20. Swing or No Swinging: No Swinging.... I don’t share well with others. Though if you are talking about swining from the rafters... I am all for that!!!

Over at the Spiced Tea Party Today!

2008-01-30T15:32:00.001-08:00

Hi all I am over a The Spiced Tea Party Today continuing my talk on Vintage Smut.

Stop by and say hi!

Hugs,

Lacy.

PS.... Sold a Novella to AVON today! I am so excited. HUGE GRIN! More on that to come soon.

The Invitation for only .89 Cents!!!

2008-01-27T12:57:00.000-08:00

Hey everyone I wanted to let you know that Harlequin is having a sale on all their SPICE Brief Line...

You can buy any Brief for only .89 Cents! Buy one... BUY THEM ALL!!!!

So you can check out my story The Invitation for less than one buck!

Check it out...

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Hugs,
Lacy.

learning relation... and myself.

2008-01-24T19:47:00.000-08:00

In your life have you ever been so confused as to what is going on, and how you are reacting to a situation that even though you know what you want... your fears, your confusion get in the way of your happiness?

This is the question and the falling out emotions from this troubling thought that has me in a spin out. I tend to put this HUGE, THICK, GIGANTIC wall up when I am scared of my feelings... When I fear what will happen if I let all those intense emotions out... When i am scared of being hurt. I suppose this is when I feel intensely vulnerable and most of the time because I have made mistakes(I fuck up) or I have insecurities about my judgment of others and their intentions.

I have discovered that this wall really does me no good. NONE. When it is in place, my soul pounds against it with fists until the bricks and my body are bloody and tear stained. I end up no closer to what I really need. I thrash in my emotions and my thoughts... grabbing for control of whatever I fear may hurt me. Thinking if I could just get reassurance that my fears are irrational, and if that declaration was said with force and sincerity, all my fears would fade and my wall would crumble down. (imagining a scene from some seventies movie. where the heroine is slapped on the face and the hero says "stop it you stupid woman. I love you and that is all that matters." then he kisses her with force and she crumbles.)

I suppose on most levels this wall of mine is a normal and very human reaction. When you fear something you act not like yourself you try to protect your heart and soul. You become irrational and do things that are uncharacteristic to who you are deep down. You do emotionally destructive things… Especially when one has been hurt in love and who are we kidding haven’t we all been run through the mill on that at least once?

but... what I am realizing is whatever it is I fear, usually is not what ends up hurting me... it is ME and MY WALL and those attempts at distancing myself or of getting that reassurance I feel I so desperately need that pull me apart at the seems and leave me a puddle crying on the floor with no tissues.

sigh... that is one repeating record i never want play again in my life. But know I will… because that is life… LOVE is life and with LOVE comes pain.

now... I just need to figure out how to deconstruct the damn wall so i stop all that thrashing. Anyone have a sledge hammer?

Lacy.

Vintage Smut

2008-01-17T09:58:00.000-08:00

As I sit and try to get into the mood to write sex, I am drawn to the old photographs from the Victorian period. I have a few sites that I like to visit for this though there are some images that simply give an instant response that I have saved on my computer.

What is it about seeing sex or dominance in an image that is so appealing? Is it that you are left wondering... what happens next? What happened before this instant? There is something so very intriguing in that simple frozen image in time. Your mind engages and goes... places.

Back when some of these photographs were taken you had to hold still for a bit, no movement, as the image was taken or else it would blur. Just imagine sitting there completely joined or in the middle of some flirtatious play and then being told not to move. It sends chills up my spine... The camera in control of the scene? lol. Or I suppose that is the photographer. wink.

Anyway I thought I would share just one of my favorite images…

This image is so very beautiful... the way the woman in the center is arching her head and touching the woman's head that holds the birch. The man with his legs wrapped about her, holding her still so he can play with her nipples and the other woman can tease her with ease. grin.

What do you think happened next?

Hope you enjoy this image as much as I do...

Hugs and kisses,
Lacy.

Er jeg en fjols nej men lidt?

VOTE!

2008-01-16T09:52:00.000-08:00

Hey everyone,
My book What She Craves and The Invitation are nominated over at Ecataromance for best in 2007.

http://sensual.ecataromance.com/index.php?page_id=470

Check it out and vote for your favorite sensual and erotic romance books!

Hugs and Kisses,
Lacy.

Over at the Spiced Tea Party today!

2008-01-14T20:11:00.000-08:00

I am over at the spiced tea party today using dirty words. wink
Stop by and say hi!

hugs and kisses,
Lacy.

In The Clouds?

2008-01-12T15:27:00.000-08:00

My mind, perched on the translucent clouds.
My dreams, rain down before me. A reality I wish to dance in, soaking my hair, wetting my skin, making me shiver with ecstasy inside.
Caution light as a feather floats on the turbulent wind.
Flipping and turning in the breeze, sensibility twirls about love, aching to fasten passion to the ground.
Desire and imagination illuminate, clarifying my yearning and filling my soul.
My heart levitates on my hunger for you.

Will you come fly with me?

Lacy.

Oh What A Morning.

2008-01-06T06:10:00.000-08:00

The day started out quite wonderful, I woke at 6am cuddled in bed for a bit… It is not often that I get to cuddle with my man and I was enjoying simply feeling his heat wrapped about me… when I did then finally roll out of bed and made coffee... I did the morning duties (brushed teeth, showered and such) and when I pulled the chain to flush the toilet, the entire house went black.

I stood still for a few moments then said “ut oh” what the hell did I just do!
I walked out into the hallway where Lars stood staring at the electrical box. Just above the ceiling glowed... there was a FIRE!
Lars glances at me then says... you should get dressed.
I looked down and agreed.
I had not dressed from my shower but I had managed to dry my hair and put my makeup on already, I don't think I have ever dressed myself so quickly, all while standing in the door way to the hall of the complex with the light shining in so we could see. I pulled a dress on over my head, stockings, and boots... I grabbed my bag of clothes and my passport and kept looking at the ceiling where Lars had now chipped a big piece of the wall down and flames now crept across the painted surface.

The smoke alarm in the flat above went off and Lars grabbed the phone called the fire department and knocked on the upstairs flats door. Then asked me to wait outside for the fire trucks.
So with my carpet bag in hand I went out into the dark morning and stood in the crisp air.

When the fire department arrived... not one truck came, not two... but three fire trucks... this seemed to me a bit of over kill for the small flame that appeared to be flickering in the wall and ceiling between the floors of the flats... But what do I know.

The man hopped out of the first truck and started speaking in Danish to me... I just pointed to the door and then Lars came out. Told them where to go and then we simply stood there... Lars with his cup of coffee and a cigarette and me with my bag and stared as the 20 or so firemen and police filed in to the building. They opened windows and the couple for the flat above finally came out of their place. It didn't take long for them to put the actual flame out but they needed to investigate...

The main police contact was a woman and she came over and asked questions about the fire, the building and insurances and such. She took down Lars's name and then asked me for mine in Danish... Lars says... She wants your name. and the woman then switched to English. I spoke too quietly and fast, as I do when I am nervous about things and she had no clue what I said. She instead asked me to write it down for her. She then asked for my nationality and I said US.

After this it was just an endless parade of fire fighters in and out of the complex.
The Police woman kept winking at Lars and the men kept glancing at me as we sat and drank coffee and kissed waiting for them to finish with the cameras and the heat sensors... I imagine the firemen and police women were thinking... what the hell are these people doing? Their flat is on fire and they are kissing on the sidewalk.

It was a strange morning... I got to cuddle in bed, then rushed out of the flat because of a fire to be hit on by Danish men in uniform that crept away when I would say... sorry only English…

So the place now smells like smoke but we are back cuddled up in bed… so I guess even with how strange the day has been… things aren’t so bad. Wink.

So how was your morning?

Hugs and Kisses from Denmark.
Lacy.