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Trashy has two dates!

Two release dates, ya pervs. 😉

The first is coming next month! Smoking Gunn – A Trashy Quickie will be out May 25. It’ll be available on Amazon for 99 cents or FREE to Kindle Unlimited subscribers.

Max Gunn lives a trouble-making, hell raising, rock star life—no good for any woman—and he’s okay with that. He’s been in love before, but never for long, until stripper goddess Blaze grabs ahold of his wayward heart, and he can’t shake it off. Can he do something crazy and have more than a fling with her? Or has he done too much damage already?

logo-tshirt red2The next date is the one I’m looking forward to the most. The followup to Home Is Where the Heat Is releases August 24! Destined for Genius, an erotic romantic comedy, is a full-length novel and it’ll be available everywhere.

Kurt Langston spent one night of hot, decadent sex with the love of his life. But she chose someone else. He’s sworn off relationships for good, preferring the company of online friends he’s never met, his only connections made through the internet. So when Destiny falls into his arms—literally—he lets her go. Love has no place in his life plan.

Destiny D’argo has no plans. No goal, no future aspirations. Just wing it. Her graphic design business pays the bills—barely—and her part-time waitress job fulfills her minimal need for personal interaction. She has no use for schedules or commitments, especially to a guy who happened to make a lucky catch. So why can’t she stop thinking about Kurt?

Their paths intersect again and again, and they can’t keep their hands off each other. Neither one of them wants this, but fate doesn’t seem to care. Can a free-spirited artist make a real connection with a structured computer genius? Or are they doomed from the start?

Mark your calendars! Lots of trash coming this summer. Yay!

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Why Clean Reader Doesn’t Work

Update: Apparently I was mistaken about how Clean Reader works. On its mild filter, it masks profanity, but on the most conservative setting, it REPLACES dirty words with ‘clean’ versions. Oh yeah, that’s so much better! (Insert sarcasm font here.) Cnet.com has more details.

But the good news is that Clean Reader has stopped selling books due to immense internet pressure from authors. I still want to see them taken to court and their product ruled a copyright violation. That will probably take time, but at least they no longer have altered books to profit from.

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Trashy gets cleaned. Or not.

No Profanity 3x3Clean Reader is an app that censors all the profanity in ebooks. I looked it in the app store, and the reviewers who love it claim it does what it’s supposed to. But I think these users are kidding themselves. Dirty is all about context, and apps don’t understand context. I once sent an email to a company and had it blocked because it contained the word virgin, but I’d actually written Virgin Islands.

To demonstrate my point, I took an excerpt from Their Twisted Love – The Twisted Mosaic, Book 2, and ‘cleaned’ it as the Clean Reader might:

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He stepped back and held his hand out. “Come on.”

I shook my head and pulled my blouse closed.

Then he moved in for the kill, placing his arms on either side of me, leaning in close, but not touching, his words hot in my ear. “I’ll take you out in the open air, the warm sun, and strip you in broad daylight. Imagine that. You’ll have to brace yourself on the railing while I eat your *****. Probably have to drape one leg over my shoulder so I can lick everything… all those juicy pink bits. If your room is on the second floor, bystanders would have a great view. From the building across the street, from the sidewalk, or from right below. Someone could stand under us, look up and see everything. My tongue on your ****. Your juices streaming down your thighs.”

Heat washed over me, trickling down between my breasts and pooling between my legs. I panted and tugged on his jacket, trying to force him against me, but he wouldn’t move. “Tell me more.”

“Everyone will hear you—and see you come. And then I’ll turn you around and display your naked, flushed body to the whole **** city while I **** you from behind. Hold on to that railing tight, Sweetheart. They’ll watch my **** pound your *****. Spread your legs so they can see.”

Oh that’s hot. My feet slid apart as far as my tight skirt allowed. His chest rose and fell slow and steady, teasing mine. I dug my fingers into his ***, but he still wouldn’t touch me. My body ached for him, and he laughed while I groaned and pulled. ******* knew exactly what he was doing to me.

He moaned in my ear, his voice rough. “I’ll grab your hair and make you stand straight up. You’ll wrap your arms around my neck and show off those sexy breasts. So ******* pretty… pretty when you’re getting ******. That’s why we shared you.”

Sharing me. Oh God. That triggered memories: two pairs of hands, two mouths, two ***** dividing my body between them. A single spark lit, sizzling down my spine like a fuse. ******* is going to make me come—in public!

“That’s it, ****. Show us how much you love it.”

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Does that sound clean to you? I didn’t think so. Even with the dirty words masked, the meaning is quite clear, and the mind fills in those ******* asterisks with something. (How many of you put the word fucking in there?)

Clean Reader is nothing more than a copyright violation. Publishers and editors can’t alter a book without the author’s consent. Clean Reader never asked for anyone’s consent, and I find that more profane than a lot of swear words. I won’t censor my characters, and I’m offended that this app thinks it can.

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#NewRelease! Cut Too Deep by Marissa Farrar

cuttoodeepadvertGuys like Ryker Russo don’t notice girls like Jenna Armstrong. Constantly on the move, Jenna doesn’t want to settle down anywhere. As long as her latest motel room has a television, wi-fi, and a vending machine, she will make do. It isn’t just Jenna’s curves that make her self conscious. Beneath her clothes she hides a secret, one that she is running from.

But when her car breaks down, leaving her without a mode of transport to get to the next town, mechanic Ryker seems to show an interest in her. With his muscles, tattoos, and piercings, Ryker has trouble literally written all over him. Jenna can’t understand why he would want to be seen with a fat girl like her, and besides, she needs to keep moving. Time is running out and she’s terrified if she stays in one place, her past will catch up to her.

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Excerpt:

CutTooDeep2Ryker turned to her, the laughter fading. She caught the look in his eye and it wasn’t one of humor. She bit her lower lip in mock coyness as his eyes raked up and down her body. He took a step toward her, pushing her back into the wall behind. His movements were rough and urgent, grabbing at her clothes to yank her t-shirt over her head while she fumbled at the button of his jeans. He pressed her body up against the wall with the length of his own, kissing her hard, his fingers laced in her hair. His kisses were hard enough to leave her lips bruised, but she returned his urgency, their tongues meeting and sliding together. The silver ball of his piercing grated against her tongue, sending shivers of desire through her body. She wanted to get her hands on his naked skin, and she needed to do it right now. She couldn’t stand the idea of any clothing separating them.

They broke the kiss just long enough to pull t-shirts over their heads and rid each other of their jeans, Ryker losing his shorts with the denim. He grabbed her wrists with one hand, pinning them above her head against the wall behind her, while his other hand delved down, into her panties.

Held against the wall like this, helpless and at Ryker’s mercy, she moaned as his fingers slid through her pubic hair and down, between her inner lips. He pushed a finger inside her and then added another, curling his digits inward to find the secret spot on her inner wall that made her whole body throb. She cried out with pleasure. He kissed her neck, and across her shoulder, slipping her bra strap down and exposing one breast. His mouth closed over her nipple with a wet heat, his teeth grating.

Jenna’s breathing became more frantic. Only his hand holding her wrists and his fingers insider her held her up, or her legs would have given out, leaving her in a crumpled heap on the floor.

Her arousal started to build in a tightened coil deep in her belly, building higher and higher as he increased his movements inside her. She tried to tug her hands away, wanting something to grab hold of, but he held her firm. His teeth gently sank into her nipple, sending a sharp jolt of pain directly down between her legs and she unraveled, crying out her pleasure louder than she meant to.

Ryker slipped his fingers from her and used his body to hold her up as she collapsed against him. She panted, her forehead rested on his chest, looking down. His arousal was evident, bobbing up to meet her gaze.

She wanted to repay him.

Jenna dropped to her knees and held his length in her hand, steadying him. Ryker gazed down at her, his lips slack, his eyes hooded with need. He reached out and put his palms flat against the wall, steadying himself.

Jenna parted her lips against the shiny, smooth end of him, inhaling the musky scent that was purely Ryker Russo. She licked the salty drop of his desire and then sank her mouth down over his length.

Ryker gasped above her and she glanced up to see his eyes closed, his lips parted. She swirled her tongue around him and increased her pace and suction. He grew even harder in her mouth and she reached out to gently cup his balls and squeeze.

His eyes flew open, locking her gaze with his. “Fuck, Jenna,” was all he managed before he reached down to drag her back up again and tore her remaining underwear from her body.

“Wait,” she said, forcing herself to be sensible. “We need protection.”

“It’s okay, I’m clean.”

“Yeah, so am I, but that’s not the only thing to worry about.”

“Jenna, if you happened to get pregnant, I would be the happiest guy in the world.”

She kissed him. “You’re crazy. But this isn’t the most stable place I’ve been in my life, so get us some protection.”

He gave a smirk. “Whatever you want.”

He grabbed the condom from his drawer and quickly sheathed himself.

She held her arms out to him and gave him a wicked grin. “Now come here and do me.”

He slammed her hard against the wall, and hooked one of her legs around his hip, opening her up to him. His hard length pressed against her most intimate part and with a forceful thrust, he pushed up inside her, filling her. Jenna cried out, her head falling back against the wall. Ryker’s mouth was on her throat, grazing her skin with his teeth, as he thrust again and again. She gripped her nails into the muscles of his shoulders, her body jerking with every movement, her heel digging into his taut ass. One of his hands grabbed the curve of her bottom, while the other roughly held her breast. She didn’t care that their love-making was rough and brutal. It was as if he was trying to claim her for his own, fuck her into submission.

Jenna’s orgasm powered through her, grasping tight to Ryker as he let out a guttural groan and held himself deep inside her.

They clutched each other, their breathing gradually returning to normal. Ryker dropped a kiss on her shoulder and then pushed her hair away from her face with one hand.

“I fucking love you, Jenna. Don’t ever leave me, okay?”

She pressed her lips together. “I love you, too,” she told him.

But she couldn’t promise she would never leave.

Author Bio:

Marissa Farrar has always been in love with being in love. But since she’s been married for multiple years and has three young daughters, she’s conducted her love affairs with multiple gorgeous men of the fictional persuasion.

The author of seventeen novels and numerous short stories, she has successfully self-published for the last five years. She predominantly writes paranormal romance and urban fantasy, but has branched into contemporary fiction as well.

If you would like to know more about Marissa, you can usually find her hanging out on her facebook page https://www.facebook.com/marissa.farrar.author . You can also tweet her at http://twitter.com/MarissaFarrar

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#NewRelease! Midnight Raven by Becca Boucher

Midnight Raven – Book 2 of Becca Boucher’s The Moon Series is available now! And I scored a steamy excerpt.

When Cace asked me to join him, I felt a strange fluttering in my stomach. The fluttering turned to a heat that radiated from my core all the way down to my toes. After the crazy hour we had just endured—hell, after the last three days I had endured—I wanted nothing more than to lose myself in another person. But what would he expect in the morning? I averted my eyes as my face flushed. Cace stood naked in front of me. Exposed and vulnerable. He had asked nothing of me up to this point, just had accepted me into his family. He held out his hand, the blood from his wound slowly drying up.

Lifting my face, I met his eyes and nodded. Slowly taking my clothes off, I never broke my gaze from his. When I was down to my bra and panties, I could see the bruises forming on my lower body from the crash, and noticed the raw scrape across my side. Adrenaline must have masked the pain, but I would surely feel it in the morning. Cace turned from me with a look of primal longing and started the shower.

As the room filled with steam, he walked up to me and reached behind my back, undoing my bra. As the silky fabric slipped to the floor, he drew in a sharp intake of breath.

“Kat, you are stunning.”

Reaching up, I traced the line Morgana had burned into his flesh and he winced. I leaned in and pressed my lips to the cut, then softly traced kisses up and down the line, making my way to his neck and nibbling. Never had I lost myself in the moment with a man. Allowed myself to be so tender. Even with Aaron I had let him lead and wanted it done as soon as it could be. But Cace was different. He made me feel heat and longing I never knew existed.

He placed his finger under my chin and lifted my face to his, pressing his lips to mine. Closing my eyes, I parted my lips and invited him in, threading my fingers through his hair. I felt his desire grow as our chests pressed together. “Are you sure about this?” His voice was husky with desire.

“I’ve never been surer.” Taking his hand I led him over to the shower and pulled us both in under the hot water. It felt fantastic to my sore body, and stung where it hit the raw flesh of my side. But it let me know I was alive. Alive to take in this stunning man before me.

He grabbed the puff hanging on the showerhead and the bottle of soap. Lathering it up, he tenderly washed every inch of my body as I closed my eyes and relished his touch. Sensual and needy. I hadn’t realized how much I missed the touch of a man. Then he kissed me from head to toe, sucking on each nipple and massaging my back, until my moans turned louder. Looking up at me and smiling, he moved lower. Kneeling, he kissed me where I most needed it, licking and stroking at my folds, softly parting me and placing a finger in me until I couldn’t take it anymore and screamed his name as I came in a wave of color and light.

Coming back to myself, I pushed him up against the shower wall and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him in for a deep kiss. Tasting myself on him aroused me even more, and I held on to him for dear life as I wrapped my legs around his waist and he hoisted me up and entered me.

We met each other thrust for thrust until he screamed my name and poured himself into me. Sliding down the shower wall, we sat under the warm water and caught our breath, holding onto each other for dear life until the water grew cold.

Midnight Raven

Kat Brennan was a loner. Trust no one, and don’t let anyone in, was the mantra she lived her life by. The few times she had, it ended badly. Now alone and bitter she’s facing the consequences of her actions. Until one night a chance encounter with a raven sets into motion a range of events, and desires, she thought she had buried long ago.

Cace Matthews was a successful doctor to the outside world. He seemingly had it all, good looks, a fast paced career, and a prestigious new job. But no one knew the real Cace. The shifter who searched for the truth, the end to the curse that had been placed on his family.

When the two cross paths it leads to discovery and passion.

Can Kat accept her true lineage and the magic that surrounds her? More importantly, can she let go of decades old resentments and let herself find true love? Can Cace bridge the gap between family commitments, and the desire to be himself, all while navigating his true feelings for Kat? And will they both live to see midnight?

Available now on Amazon.

Hunting the Moon, Book 1 in The Moon Series available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble  and Smashwords.

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Trashy’s ‘Destined’ for Big Things in 2015

Evolved Publishing highlighted three of their authors today, including me, in a post that discusses their past, present and future in the publishing industry.

The trashy romance collection

The trashy romance collection

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The Problem with Fifty Shades and other Sex Movies – NSFW

Simply put: not enough full-frontal male nudity. (Hey, I’m Trashy. What did you expect?) When I asked my friend Paula if there was a lot of naked in the movie, her answer indicated the R rating was mostly one-sided. “Gah….so frustrating! Saw a flash of his penis in one scene, but a lot of his backside. Every nude scene of her was a totally naked scene, even showing her pubic hair.”

How disappointing is that? Nudity in movies and TV should be equal opportunity for all. Women have been stripping for the camera for years. Why can’t men do the same? It’s unfair to female movie goers that we don’t get to see as many balls onscreen as men get to see boobs.

wheres-the-beefThat’s what I’d like to know.

What good are R ratings with warnings about graphic nudity and strong sexual content if only half the audience is satisfied? And don’t even get me started with misleading titles like The Full Monty. Magic Mike? Plenty of bare ass but no joystick. We can only hope Magic Mike XXL will have the balls to blaze new ground for male naked.

Maybe if we boycott sex movies like this writer Hollywood will pay attention and give male nudity fair representation. In the meantime, enjoy this man butt gallery.

Adam Rodriguez, Magic Mike

Adam Rodriguez, Magic Mike

Chris Hemsworth, Rush

Paul Walker and Steve Zahn, Joy Ride

Paul Walker and Steve Zahn, Joy Ride

The Full Monty

The Full Monty

Disclaimer: this post was written in the tongue-in-cheek font. If you know of any movies with full-frontal male nudity, post the title in the comments. I need to do more research. 😉

Special thanks to the ladies of Trashy’s Happy Place for helping me with this post.

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FREE Valentine’s trash!

Want to add some heat to your Valentine’s weekend? Pick up my MFM menage romance, Home Is Where the Heat Is, FREE today and tomorrow only! (2/14-2/15/15) And only on Amazon. It’s also available free to Kindle Unlimited subscribers.

homeheat3DtransparentDespite the family tragedy that shaped his past, JT Luck has only known professional success. His personal life, however, is a failure. He doesn’t want a relationship, and while his ‘let it ride’ attitude keeps most women at a distance, Claire is eager to roll with him. But when she finds out Kurt, the office’s resident computer geek, harbors a secret crush for her, she wonders if he’s the safer bet. Go all-in or go home? Either way, the heat could be more than they can handle.

My Sex & Chocolate giveaway ends tomorrow, so don’t forget to enter here:a Rafflecopter giveaway

Happy Valentine’s Day!

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Enter Trashy’s Sex & Chocolate #Giveaway!

Valentine’s Day is coming this weekend, and I’ve got some trashy prizes to help heat things up.

Prize package #1

Signed paperback, coffee mug, chocolate bar, and keychain

Signed paperback, coffee mug, chocolate bar, and keychain

Prize package #2

Signed paperback, tote bag, keychain, chocolate bar

Signed paperback, tote bag, keychain, chocolate bar

Enter here: a Rafflecopter giveaway

The giveaway ends 2/15/15.

Good luck!

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NEW RELEASE! The Dead Survive by Lori Whitwam

FrontcoverfinalMy dear friend and the only person I willingly share my muse with releases the first book in a new post-apocalyptic series today. The Dead Survive was originally a stand-alone novella called Monsters Unmasked, but it has a new cover, new content and a new publisher.

I don’t do zombies, but I read Lori’s romantic suspense novel, Make or Break, and loved it. She’s an amazing romance author with a gift for bringing scenes to life. So what’s she doing writing zombies? Read on to find out

Why is a romance writer writing a zombie apocalypse series? Is there a romance involved?

Honestly, I’m not totally sure! I do consider myself a romance author first and foremost, but if you think about it, both books have relationships at the core of them. As for romance in The Dead Survive…sort of, but not really. Ellen meets Quinn, of course, but rather than it being a true romance story, he’s more there to help her learn what she needs to learn to overcome everything that’s happened to her and find a way to live in this dangerous new world. Happily ever after is hard to come by in the apocalypse. The next two books will see Ellen in a better emotional place, though, and ready to risk falling in love.

I read Make or Break and loved it, but I never read The Dead Survive. Zombies aren’t my thing. I’ve never seen The Walking Dead, and I don’t plan to. How would you explain the zombie appeal to readers like me?

Just like there is a wide spectrum of romance sub-genres, there is a lot of variety in zombie or post-apocalyptic fiction, too. There is plenty of “blood and brains” zombie stuff out there, but that’s not really my thing either. The best zombie fiction, in my opinion, isn’t about zombies. In any apocalyptic story, it’s not about the zombies, plague, aliens, comet, whatever. It’s about the survivors. It’s about the people who embrace lawlessness, the people who struggle to rebuild lives, how societies redevelop, and how people form relationships when lives can literally depend on those around you.

What makes yours different from all the others?

The majority of zombie fiction seems to be written by men. I can think of a few female authors, but not a lot. The guys tend to focus on the gore, survival tactics, and weapons more than the relationships and psychological aspects of living in the apocalypse. For me, the zombies are a device, a means to put people in this sort of chaotic situation and see how they handle it.

How did The Dead Survive become a series? When can we expect to see the next books? 

Again, not totally sure! It was originally a short story written as bonus material for a friend’s collection. I released it separately, but it was mostly just sitting in cyberspace gathering dust. I edit for Limitless Publishing, and one day it occurred to me that they might be interested. They were, but they asked me to make it longer, so this book is over sixty percent longer than the original. They asked if it was part of a series, and I said no. Then I thought about it, and decided I wanted to know what Ellen did next. With my editing schedule, I can’t invest the time to write another massively long novel like Make or Break, so I decided to do what John Saul did in the 1990s with The Blackstone Chronicles, which were a series of short novels following one main story arc. If things go according to  plan, Book Two should be out in the spring, and Book Three in the fall of 2015.

You’re also a full-time editor and proofreader. How does your writing fit into your busy schedule?

It’s really difficult. My obligations to my indie author clients and to Limitless come first. I’ve made a commitment to edit for them, and they count on me to do my job, focus my attention on their books, and get things done on time. I might eventually have to block off several days a month for my own work, but since I’m scheduled solid into June 2015, that won’t be soon. For now, if I finish a four-day job in three days, the fourth day is for me.

Seth is your hottie hero in Make or Break, but I fell in love with Dilbert too. Who inspired him?

MakeOrBreak_ByLoriWhitwam453x680Dilbert was a real dog owned by my close friend, Jessica Levy. She’s a veterinarian I worked with for many years. Dilbert looked exactly like the Dilbert in my book, a medium-large guy who looked like a flat-coated retriever. He lost his eye while on “walkabout,” possibly due to a run-in with a barbed wire fence.

How long have you been writing? Where do you get your inspiration from?

I’ve never not written. I wrote my first short story when I was ten. Coincidentally, it was horror, one of those “evil dolls come to life and kill stupid little girl” things. I’ve always written essays, and was probably the only one who did a happy dance when the English teacher assigned one. I wrote a journal for many years—note to self, burn those things—and was a columnist and feature writer for a racing magazine and later a dog magazine. Then came blogging…there are too many words in my head, and they have to come out. Inspiration, who knows? It can be a scene, as it was for Make or Break, or a concept like zombies or shifters or a cosmic equalizer. I just take that seed and let it germinate in the back of my mind till I see if it turns into something.

What do you have planned for 2015?

I hope to get at least two more books out in The Dead Survive series, for sure. I sort of promised my publisher! Lots and lots of editing, of course. On a personal level, my husband and I want to add another dog to the family, spend some time on the beach, and get passports so we can potentially travel a bit. Oh, and a new tattoo!

The Dead Survive is available now!

Lori Whitwam Official Author Website: http://www.loriwhitwam.com

Lori Whitwam, Author, on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/loriauthor

Lori Whitwam on Amazon Author Central: https://www.amazon.com/author/loriwhitwam

Lori Whitwam on Twitter: https://twitter.com/ripleygold

Lori Whitwam on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4696047.Lori_Whitwam

About the Author

Lori spent her early years reading books in a tree in northern West Virginia. The 1980s and 90s found her and her husband moving around the Midwest, mainly because it was easier to move than clean the apartment. After seventeen frigid years in Minnesota, she fled to coastal North Carolina in 2013. She will never leave, and if you try to make her, she will hurt you.

She has worked in public libraries, written advertising copy for wastewater treatment equipment, and managed a holistic veterinary clinic. Her current day job, conducted from her World Headquarters and Petting Zoo (her couch) is as a full-time editor for indie authors and small publishing houses.

Her dogs are a big part of her life, and she has served or held offices in Golden Retriever and Great Pyrenees rescues, a humane society, a county kennel club, and her own chapter of Therapy Dogs International.

She has been a columnist and feature writer for auto racing and pet publications, and won the Dog Writers Association of America’s Maxwell Award for a series of humor essays.

Parents of a grown son, Lori and her husband were high school sweethearts, and he manages to love her in spite of herself. Some of his duties include making sure she always has fresh coffee and safe tires, trying to teach her to use coupons, and convincing the state police to spring her from house arrest in her hotel room in time for a very important concert. That last one only happened once—so far—but she still really, really appreciates it.

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