Friday, October 5, 2012

Guest Author Kassanna Dwight

Good morning and Happy Friday! Today's guest blogger is fellow author Kassanna Dwight who has written the fabulous Club Lexx Series. I've had the pleasure of reading Keep Me Satisfied this week and I totally enjoyed. If you haven't already picked up these books, do so now. I can't resist, so here's a sweet excerpt!!

“Gotcha.” Thick arms grabbed her by the middle from behind, pulling her away from the edge.
Lex didn’t think about it, she reacted. Her boot came down hard on the in-step of the foot next to hers. She was abruptly let go and took a step forward turning on the ball of her feet before she tumbled over the edge of the loading bay. She slipped to the side and out of the reach of the unknown person, drew herself to her full height, dropping her arms and forming fists in anticipation, ready to counter another attack.
She looked right into the cool brown eyes of Adam.
“What the hell was that for?” Adam yelled, stretching out his leg and rotating his foot.
“I didn’t know who was behind me. You could have been a damn stalker for all I knew. You should’ve said something.” She relaxed her shoulders and hands.
“That wouldn’t have been a problem if you’d stayed in the damn club.” He took a menacing step toward her.
“Funny last I checked John was gone and my daddy was dead. Sorry but your opinion doesn’t count.” Lex held her ground and raised her chin.
“I think that’s part of your problem. J.L. should have spanked you as a child. Instead he let you run around wild thinking you could do anything without any fear of the consequences.” Adam moved closer.
“Spankings? Are you kidding? I feel sorry for any kid you have. As for daddy, let’s leave him out of this. As I see it, right now you’re not quite measuring up to the man.” Her heart pounded in her chest and the breeze whipping through the loading dock chilled her damp skin.
“You always did have a sharp tongue. Maybe it’s time someone to taught you a lesson.” Adam was in her space so close she could see the pulsing vein at the side of his neck.
“Really. You and what army?” Lex looked up at him meeting his gaze and cocked an arched brow.
She knew she’d gone too far when she felt the pinch of Adams fingers on her sides. The wind ruffled her hair, pushing the short tresses into her face as he walked her backwards the few steps to pin her against the wall. He leaned in, and rested his forearms against the concrete block on either side of her head. His pushed a hard thigh between her legs forcing her to separate them. She lifted her eyes and met his. Her breathing was coming in short pants and her heart played racquet ball with her ribs.
She had only ever dreamed he would get this close to her. Lex bit down on the inside of her cheek, flinching from the pain. Not a dream. She went on the offensive.
Closing her eyes and grabbing his face, she pulled his head down as she rose up on her toes and pressed her lips to his. She licked at his lips and slid her hands around his neck, one hand rubbing the silky hairs at the back of his head.
She felt his momentary hesitation before he gave into the kiss. On a sigh, his lips parted and she pressed her tongue forward slipping it into his mouth. Darting back and forth, deeper into the warm recesses of his mouth, she tasted the hint of peppermint on his breath before pulling back. She nibbled on his bottom lip with her teeth. Vibrations rumbled in his chest from the groans escaping through his lips and Lex’s body reacted to the material that bunched and stretched between them. Her nipples ached as they became sharp points beneath the thin cloth of her bra. Adams hands moved to grip her shoulders and she felt his fingertips digging into her soft skin through her shirt. He wedged his hard thigh against her pussy levering her higher, pushing the seam of her pants and panties between the damp recess of her nether-lips.
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Kassanna has two upcoming releases, Spells Gone Wild and Sexual Healing. I'm anxiously awaiting both because you know paranormal is right up my alley!  ; )

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Author Bio

Kassanna is a strong believer in love at first sight and happily ever afters. After meeting her husband in November and marrying him three months later in February the two have survived and mostly enjoyed every adventure life has thrown their way. Ten years, two children, a couple of dogs and a wild turkey that came out the woods and somehow adopted them – later- the adventure continues.

Writing has always been her passion but fate sometimes has other roads that must first be taken.  Navigating the road less traveled was not only unexpected but in the end extremely rewarding. Her books are mainly contemporary romance but she has delved into the paranormal and plans on expanding into other areas as the ideas come to her.  Right now she is enjoying life and seeing her work come into fruition make it that much more pleasurable especially when her books make others smile. Kassanna wouldn’t have it any other way.

Spells Gone Wild releases from Evernight Publishing on 10/18

With a flick of his fingers he freed the button from the hole and eased the zipper down. Pleasure rolled through him in waves at her choice of undergarments. His Christmas present to her from the previous year, a red and black lace thong covered her mons. He licked his tongue across his bottom lip, and dipping his thumbs into the waistbands of both her jeans and panties, he yanked them below her ass. Her soft palms slid from his dick as he gripped her by the waist and flipped her around.
“Touch your toes baby.” He stepped away from her, watching as she shimmied out of her pants. Pulling them from her legs, she dropped them next to her. His cock bobbed and throbbed from the show she was putting on.
Kezia skimmed her hands over her hips, working her way down her legs. She wrapped her digits around slim ankles and shook her ass. His gaze followed the jiggle of her twin cheeks. He caught movement out of his peripheral vision and watched entranced as she swept her hands up the back of her legs and slowly pulled her cheeks apart. The dark curls, trimmed short around her pussy, glistened with her desire.
He met her stare through the gap of her legs. She smiled. “Want some? Come and get it.”
Dominic dropped his pants and walked out of them. He glided a palm down the column of her spine, then grabbed her hip with one hand and the base of his member with the other. In one stroke he slid his dick into her moist channel. She walked her hands up the wall in front of her to avoid to being pushed into it. He thrust deep, his fingers sinking into the soft skin of her pelvis. Her head fell forward, and her hair tumbled out of the loose ponytail she’d placed it in. His balls slapped her skin, and his sack drew up tight into hard stones.
She splayed her palms flat on the wall and locked her arms straight as he pushed her up on her toes with every drive. His grunts followed her raucous wails. He slithered a

hand around her hip and pressed his fingers through her moist curls to pinch her hard little bud between his digits. Her body bowed in an inverted arch. She threw her head

up and her hair swept her back as she cried out to the ceiling. He plunged as far as his shaft would go in her pulsating passage, then pulled out to just the tip of his cock. He

pounded on her pussy, dipping deep on every stroke. Then she shoved back, and his dick was sucked into her pussy like a vacuum, her channel undulating around him. His

orgasm erupted, and he saw stars.

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Sexual Healing releases 10/27 from Sugar and Spice Press.

The bodies of the security guards crashed through the glass doors and landed inside the lab with a thump, both of them lifeless. Damian watched the sexy woman in leather as she pulled sword from her back. The sound of metal scraping leather split the air. She jerked a gun from the waistband of her pants and pressed the cool metal into his hand.
“No really, who the fuck are you?” he whispered.
“Right now I am the only chance you have to live. The gun won’t stop them but it will hurt like hell. Those hollow tip bullets are filled with holy water. Keep your back to the glass.” She wrapped both hands around the hilt of the claymore and moved to stand in front of him.
The door hurtled open and two men built like tanks stepped across the threshold one at a time. She took a defensive stance and twirled the blade in her palms.
“Rebecca, father sent us.” The taller of the two spoke. “We’re to bring you back to our labs at the Silver Moon colony.”
“Two words, Stanis. Bull Shit. Father put the colonies under quarantine.” Her voice dropped an octave. “Who freed you, Stanis?”
“That’s of no consequence. We need a cure and that human is the only one who can help us. I was told to take him. Your life matters little to us.” He sneered.
“Then you will take him over my dead, cold body.”
“That shouldn’t be hard since you’re halfway there.” Stanis charged her.
Her attention diverted by the threat before her, Damian watched as the other man shifted into the shadows stealthily moving towards them. He raised a shaking hand in the direction he thought the guy moved in, firing a shot when he saw two flashes of red. The being jumped from the corner arms wide, then she was there slicing the blade in an upward arc right through the man. Blood splattered across the chairs and walls. The two halves of his body fell in different directions. She turned to look at him and he saw dots of fluid peppered her face.
“Dude, if you want to get out of this alive put that chair through the fucking window, now!” She kicked his office chair toward him.
Damian stared at the furniture piece and then at the gun in his hand. He tucked the weapon in his pants and quickly pulled it out for fear that he would shoot off his balls. Thinking about it, he jammed it down in the small of his back as he’d seen it done on some television show. He grabbed the arms of the office hair and, screaming, swung it toward the bank of window panes. The glass shattered, raining various sized shards that tinkled as they hit the floor. Damian turned to get her attention and watched mesmerized as she floated through the air, legs tucked under her, sword attached to her back, and a pair of machete length knives held in each hand. She crossed her arms as she fell before the big guy. A big X bled through his shirt from hip to shoulder and he stumbled back. She swirled rising to her feet and started running toward Damian, grabbing him by the collar as she passed him. He glanced her way and she winked.
“Remember to tuck and roll,” she yelled as she tugged him with her through the empty window panes.
He swallowed as he flew through the cool night air with her.

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W. Lynn Chantale said...

Awesome. Can't wait until release day. You go girl!

Stephanie said...

Simply enjoyed da interview and excerpts and I will definitely be on da list for dem as soon as they come out. Much love to both of u