New release alert! New release alert! Today, I have the privilege of hosting Misti Murphy on my blog. What makes it such a privilege, you ask? Besides the fact that she’s a super nice person and she writes decidedly delicious smutty romance? Sounds like I really don’t need another reason, doesn’t it? Yeah, well I have one anyway. Today is RELEASE DAY for her Magnetic Desire Series. That’s right, three books are available for public consumption, all at once, as of TODAY!
I’m so happy for Misti! I’ve read her first book, Raven Falling, as well as the short she wrote for the Unwrapping Love Christmas anthology. And I’ve had the privilege of reading the next books coming in the Magnetic Desires Series! (Being an author’s friend has it’s perks.) I can say with authority that you will love this book, and the entire series. I love Misti’s writing style, not to mention her broken yet lovable heroes, and of course, the steamy scenes. Misti knows how to write a scorching hot sex scene.
Oh yeah, and let’s not forget those super HAWT covers. Check them out below, after you read Misti’s post and the excerpt from Compulsion. As if you’ll need another excuse to pick up this series!
Anyway, let’s get to today’s Jello Shot June blog post, brought to you by Misti Murphy. And if you want to start this series, you can do so HERE.
I’m not going to give you a recipe today. I don’t think you need one for tequila shots. They’re pretty easy. You lick the salt, you sip the tequila and you suck that damn lemon for all your worth. Lick, sip, suck. Sounds like the perfect shot for a smutty romance writer.
So I’m going to talk about my slight obsession with this shot and why it’s important to my writing.
A few years ago, before I became a serious writer someone taught me that to live life, you couldn’t just go through the motions, but that you actually had to take the time to enjoy it. At the time we were heading out on the town and having tequila shots. These shots became an institution, ‘Tequila Friday’ which were held once a month and turned into quite large gatherings.
I didn’t quite get the point back then. I mean tequila shots, with the salt and the lemon. They’re good even if they do taste like nail polish remover, and Friday nights were fun. But here’s the thing…
The lesson I really learnt was to go out and have fun doing whatever you’re doing, and for me that is writing. I love writing more than I love tequila. Yeah, see ya later tequila. I’m one of those writers who cannot drink and write.
And when I write I remember the tequila, the cocktails, the scotch I no longer have time to drink, but don’t miss because I get more joy from writing smutty romance than I ever got from drinking. And I remember that even though the characters that fill the pages are for the most part not real people, they too deserve to live life and enjoy it. Perhaps that’s why almost every book I write has a scene with tequila, like the excerpt below from my debut contemporary romance, Compulsion, which is now available on Amazon.
Ordering tequila and beers, I pulled her between me and the bar and grazed the nape of her neck with my teeth. She shivered from my touch and leaned on the bar, subtly moving away from me. Only, the way she was leaning didn’t take her further away. “Are you sure you want to lean on the bar like that?”
“What?” She glanced at me over her shoulder.
Sliding my fingers over one hip, I took her wrist in my other hand, darting my tongue over the pulse point. “Leaning like that puts that sexy ass of yours dangerously close to my crotch.”
Still holding her wrist, I sprinkled salt over the moist spot I’d left with my tongue, and clamped her fingers around a slice of lemon. Picking up a shot glass, I tossed back the tequila before sliding my lips over her salted skin and sucking the lemon between her fingers.
“Why?” She trembled while I went through the ritual again, this time salting the length of my thumb as well.
Because I couldn’t let you get away a second time. “Why what?”
“Why are you doing this? You could have any girl.” She darted glances around the room, but my gaze was on her. Not the girls, in barely there clothes, assets on display. That wasn’t what I wanted.
“Let’s have a drink.” I handed her a shot. “We’ll talk later.”
“You don’t have to take me home, Orion. I know you’d do anything for me, but this…”
I tipped my glass, and nibbled along her wrist. “This is what I want.”
The Magnetic Desires Series:
Stranded in the friend zone, Orion’s been in love with his best friend Clo since high school, unable to work out how to get her to see him as more.
After catching her husband cheating, Clo turns to her best friend Orion for support, only to find he wants more than she’s willing to give.
While Orion shows her that not all men are pricks, and not all roses have thorns, Clo must find a way to let go of the past and open herself up to a second chance at love.
Misti Murphy writes about smart, sexy women and the dirty talking alphas that love them. She also enjoys emotionally torturing them. Damaged alphas with a twist are her favorite.
When she’s not writing, she’s enjoying her own happily ever after with her teacher hubby, four hellions, and two fur babies. She has a weakness for chocolate, procaffinating, and stalking Facebook. You can connect with Misti using both options below: