Brit Blaise

Brit — Wed, 07 May 2008 01:22:33 +0000

A SURE THING … Just Released!

Brit — Sun, 20 Apr 2008 19:51:47 +0000

A Sure Thing
by Brit Blaise
ISBN-13: 978-1-60272-258-3 (Electronic)

What happens when a sassy, savvy, plus-sized professional woman jumps out of her element and into the frying pan? Can she resort to cooking to get a shot at a sure thing?

Cara Thomas is confronted with her worst nightmare—the kitchen stove. For her thirtieth birthday, she receives the unwelcome gift of cooking lessons from her mother. Cara doesn’t care if the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. The only thing she finds interesting about a man’s stomach is a six-pack of muscles and she doesn’t expect to find them in the kitchen. Her best friend’s promise of hot sex with the chef, however, motivates Cara to take his class. But XXX-treme cooking?

Hunky master-chef Mike Nichols dislikes taking time to teach cooking classes, but when a local TV station decides to film the segments, how can he refuse? His partner and co-owner of the restaurant delivers the usual bevy of blonde-baking-Barbies for the filming…but one voluptuous redhead steals the show and maybe his heart.

In the world of desserts and love, Mike proves to be as bold and buttery as they come! He gives Cara a preview of what she’s been missing her entire life and she develops a taste for more. But is she brave enough to see where it leads…even when it involves cooking?

Sparks fly—and it isn’t the Baked Alaska!

Genres: Contemporary / Romantic Comedy / Exhibitionism / Public Places / Rubenesque
Heat Level: 2
Length: Extended Novella (38k words)

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Read a short excerpt…

…At midday, Cara found herself trying to work up the nerve to walk into the French restaurant for her cooking lessons. The memory of the time she burned her parents’ kitchen to cinders as a teenager haunted her. Could it be possible her refusal to step within a mile of a stove made her an unlikely candidate for marriage? Her mother insisted it did.

If it weren’t for Riva’s sure thing guarantee, no way would she be doing this. Taking a gulp of air, she locked her hand around the handle of the heavy-looking carved door and gave it a tug. The sight of wall-to-wall people in a lobby better suited to a boutique hotel than a five-star restaurant surprised her.

Cara pushed into the crowded room and began to search for someone to give her directions. When she took a closer look at the women who surrounded her, she stopped. There were almost a dozen tall blondes in slinky black dresses, cramped together and trying to look bored.

Could all these Vogue wannabes have come for cooking lessons?

Cara tried to become invisible. When that failed, she stood straighter, stretching her five-foot-nine inch frame another quarter-inch and wished she’d worn her slut-city shoes, too.

“Everyone who’s here to participate in Chef Nichols’ cooking lessons, please follow me,” one of the women said. Another blonde, but this one had pizzazz. When the woman waved her hand in the air with a motion for the group to follow, a diamond solitaire, at least four carats in size, sparkled under the light of the chandelier. She made all the other women in the room look like day-old bread.

Compared to Cara…she didn’t want to go there. The thin woman could easily fit twice into Cara’s suit.

“Are you here for Chef Mike’s class?” asked an older lady standing to Cara’s left.

Cara nodded. The taste of lip gloss reminded her to quit chewing her lip. Someone might guess the idea of cooking had her rattled. And, she told herself, allowing her mother to talk her into cooking lessons didn’t make her a pushover. After all, none of these anemic women could know she’d nearly burned her parents’ house to the ground while attempting to make French fries. None of these women looked like she’d even eat a French fry, let alone cook one.

“Michael is a wonderful teacher,” the woman gushed. “This is the third time I’ve taken his class.”

“That’s nice,” Cara said, visions of well-built firemen popping into her head. Ordinarily it would be a good thing, but cooking with a mob of too-skinny blondes redefined her perception of being out of her element.

“Don’t worry. You’ll do just fine,” the woman assured.

“Why bother to worry when you can just as easily obsess?” Cara quipped. She followed behind while the statuesque leader showed the group into the kitchen.

“Welcome, everyone, to Chef Mike Nichols’ kitchen!” The woman gave an exuberant Vanna White sweep of her skinny arms.

Cara had only a moment to be captivated by the sparkling white walls and gleaming metallic surfaces before she spied the cameras. Why were there TV cameras in the kitchen? Riva might want her face in front of a camera. Cara definitely did not.

“That’s not good,” she said under her breath, her feet glued to the floor while everyone else continued to file into the room. “I can’t do this. I don’t like to have my picture taken, let alone this,” she said to anyone who cared to listen.

Cara’s mouth started to dry. She managed multi-million-dollar portfolios and yet the thought of cooking in front of cameras reduced her to a mass of quivering green Jell-O—the only thing she could cook, once she’d coerced someone else into boiling the water.

The sound of a dull thud penetrated her fear. Cara turned her head to see a metal tray careen toward her out of the corner of her eye and then heard the tray’s contents hit the floor with a crash.

“Shi—shoot! Please move the camera cord before someone gets killed.” The big man who had just dropped the tray stood defiantly, fists on his hips, glaring at the cameraman. Just as quickly, the frown left his face when he glanced over at Cara.

She felt like a deer caught in the headlights surrounded by a herd of blonde heads as she looked back at the man who had to be Chef Mike. The sure thing? Her sure thing? No way!

Cara had to remind herself to breathe as she looked at him—inch by incredible inch. There were so many hunky inches she couldn’t take them in fast enough. Perhaps seventy-five of them in all, and each begged for her complete attention. Hunk with a capital “H.” She was getting hot just looking at him. Chef Mike? Could she get that lucky? This was her sure thing?…

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Spring has sprung…

Brit — Wed, 09 Apr 2008 22:02:02 +0000

These are some of our first flowers. Last year, we moved in this house the second week of May…or maybe the third. The flowers didn’t do well because of a late freeze. Now we’re discovering there may be a lot to see here this spring.

This is where we were a year ago…let’s see, cacti or flowers?

I’d trade for the cacti!

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Lady in a Box - Just Released!

Brit — Sun, 06 Apr 2008 13:14:52 +0000

Amber Quill Heat

Lady In A Box
by Brit Blaise
ISBN-13: 978-1-60272-248-4 (Electronic)

Lady Catharine Harcourt’s little journal not only contains her most secret erotic thoughts, but she’s rendered them into precise drawings. When confronted by four masked men who have possession of her artwork and a vengeful agenda, she gets the opportunity to live out her favorite rendering…Lady in a Box. She’s the lady and the four naked men form the box walls.

Her day started out trapped under the obese naked body of her dead husband, Lord Frederick, and ended within the box of four hard male bodies. If only she hadn’t insisted her husband’s servant masquerade as Frederick so she could be admitted into a questionable and clandestine gathering.

Arden Harcourt and his friends have a mission—make his uncle, Lord Harcourt, pay for his many sins against them. What better way than to give his uncle’s wife what she wants?

With Arden’s uncle bound and gagged in his masked costume, the four conspirators use the man’s wife in a sexual encounter more risqué than any of them have ever experienced. And while Arden believes he’s torturing a man he despises, the woman casts a spell on him instead.

After the erotic escapade, will Lady Catharine and Arden ever be the same again?

Genres: Historical / Regency / Ménage / Group
Heat Level: 3
Length: Extended Amber Kiss (14k words)

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Lady in a Box

Brit — Wed, 02 Apr 2008 11:55:50 +0000

♥ It’s coming!

LADY IN A BOX will be here this weekend. ♥♥♥♥♥

What’s it about?

The story is set in Regency England and relvolves around a lady, Lady Catharine, whose evil husband has just expired while in the throes of connubial bliss.

Lady Catharine’s little journal not only contains her most secret thoughts, she’s rendered them into presise drawings.

When confronted by four masked men who have possession of her artwork and a vengeful agenda, she gets the opportunity to live out her favorite rendering…Lady in a Box.

Her day started out trapped under the obese naked body of her dead husband, and ended within the box of four hard male bodies.

Arden Harcourt and his friends have a mission…make his uncle, Lord Harcourt pay for his many sins against them. What better way than to give his uncles’s wife what she wants. With Arden’s uncle bound and gagged in his masked costume, the four of them use the man’s wife in a sexual encounter more risqué than any of them have ever experienced. And while Arden believes he’s torturing a man he dispises, the woman casts a spell on him instead.

Will he ever be the same?

♥♥♥♥♥

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A SURE THING

Brit — Mon, 31 Mar 2008 19:42:34 +0000

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Free time?

Brit — Wed, 26 Mar 2008 12:55:15 +0000

Free time? It’s been so long now since I’ve experienced it. I work out of the house a couple of days of week, so I don’t lose my last professional license. I’ve already allowed most of them to expire; the Series 7, 63, 65 and insurance. I didn’t enjoy being a stockbroker. Now I’m back to trading daily for my own amusement. But even that doesn’t hold much interest.

Writing consumes me.

This month I’ve turned in a story to AQ and have another I’ve committed to that needs to be turned in before the month ends. The galley for Lady in a Box arrived yesterday and I need to proof it. The story I’m working on, Unchained Melody has me stumped. I have another story due next month and then four more over the next few months. A new publisher has approached me for a story and I agreed. I owe my New York publisher an option book. And I’ve not yet submitted to Kate Duffy, per her request from finalling and winning the Brava Anthology Reader’s Choice. When do I have time to fry deviled eggs?

In all honesty, it never would have occurred to me. What I would like to do now that I’m back in Ohio…paint. I want to paint pictures of covered bridges and old barns. And trees…I like to paint trees…but I hate climbing ladders…

Coming in two weeks!

The walls of the box are four men…the lady has nerve! www.butterscotchmartinigirls.com www.myspace.com/britblaise

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Slayers Inc

Brit — Tue, 25 Mar 2008 00:21:11 +0000

I just learned Slayers Inc received 4 Stars from Romantic Times…WooHoo! Time for a butterscotch martini to celebrate!

http://www.romantictimes.com/books_review.php?book=35166

I can’t wait to find out what they said!

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SLAYERS INC

Brit — Wed, 12 Mar 2008 11:06:36 +0000

Slayers Inc. is at Fictionwise
Current mood: adventurous

MONDAY 3/24/08

SLAYERS INC is 56 out of 5028 in Erotica! Woohoo!

FICTIONWISE

eBook Category: Erotica/Dark Fantasy
eBook Description: What happens when Jenna Bradley loses her lifelong friend and is bitten by a vampire? She decides to go after the vampires who killed Rosa, but comes head-to-head with a group whose mission is to kill all vampires … no questions asked. Even more difficult to swallow is her attraction for the man in charge of Slayers Inc.–a man who would take her life in a heartbeat if he learns her secret. If she had a heartbeat… On his mission to hunt murdering vampires, slayer “Coop” Cooper didn’t expect the distraction of a knockout firebrand with a penchant for carrying assorted weaponry. Jenna’s a loose cannon and he wants to get rid of her, not fall in love. Beside, he has secrets. What would she think if she discovers he’s a werewolf? Jenna and Coop can’t fight their attraction. Hot sex, mysterious emeralds, vampires and werewolves, together in the rain forests of Colombia where vampires are legal and lawlessness abounds. But will they survive the heat? Genres: Dark Fantasy / Vampire / Werewolf / Chick Lit / Action / Adventure / Interracial / Multicultural / Exhibitionism / Public PlaceseBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, Published: 2007
Fictionwise Release Date: March 2008

REVIEWS:
“4 1/2 HEARTS! … I loved this novel! … a thrilling, adventurous read that I won’t soon forget. The plot is filled with non-stop action and super-hot sex … a wonderful start of what could be a [phenomenonal] series crafted by Brit Blaise… In addition to the suspenseful aspect, this novel also contains scorching sexual encounters that will having you sweltering with hot desire and have you seeking out a fire extinguisher to cool you down. Whew! The sensational interactions between Coop and Jenna were naughtily wicked and lustfully sexy. If you are looking for tale that is mellow in nature, then this isn’t the book for you. However, if you are in need of a storyline that is unique, full of action with red-hot sex and fantastic characters, then search no more because SLAYERS INC is that book.”–Contessa, The Romance Studio“5 HEARTS! … this reviewer started reading this story and was drawn in from the first paragraphs. Jenna is sassy, cocky and very horny. She’s a no-nonsense kind of a girl who sometimes has the problem of getting her sexual urges mixed up with her need for blood urges. Coop is a doll. Handsome, rugged, totally alpha, this man is able to get every woman’s pulse going. So, we have a horny vampire, a mysterious but hot hero, a great plot and some sensual, seductive, totally hot sex scenes. All good ingredients for the perfect book and this one sure is. This reviewer enjoyed every word and the banter between the characters is funny and sassy. This reviewer hopes that Brit Blaisewill continue to write stories about the sexy men of Slayers Inc. She already has gained one fan.”–Valerie, Love Romances And More

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