Tuesday, February 14, 2012

My Addiction To Romance

Hi I'm Belinda and
 I'm a romancaholic.

It's been a good ... 4 years now since my hubby brought me my first romance book and life hasn't been the same since. I was a huge reader growing up, with my nose always in a book but a period of my life came when I didn't read because I was too busy trying to survive. A trip to a Harry Potter movie with a close friend of mine reintroduced me back to the joy and power of reading and my love for it spread like wildfire. I devoured everything young adult and found that I was completely fascinated with all things paranormal. Then it was Christmas and I remember my hubby passing me a present, saying that he hoped I liked it. Knocking on it and hearing the noise that bounced back, it wasn't hard to guess it was a book  - Dark Curse by Christine Feehan. "I know babe, it's not young adult but it looks good so maybe you should give it a go." I know I cringed a little because it was an "adult romance" *insert gasp here* and didn't everyone say that books like this were nothing but diluted smut? Something drew me in though, maybe my inner radar for all things amazing was going crazy so I picked it up and started reading. The rest, my friends, is history.

My Own Romance Story - What's An Ocean Between Us

Every little girl holds that secret desire in their heart - that she has a soul mate, the one man in all the world especially for her. I would giggle to myself growing up, wondering what he would be like - tall, handsome, funny. The possibilities were endless but deep down I knew whoever he was, he'd be perfect. Then I grew up and faced the horrors associated with teen boys. Aren't they just cruel beasts? In all fairness, I did crush on the most popular, the most good looking and my young hormones didn't listen to any voice of reason  telling me that maybe I'd set my sights too high. So while I watched those around me fall about in giddy swoons over young love, I stoically pushed on, grasping tightly to my belief in soul mates. It was tough nurturing and sheltering that young hope through those years as I endured disappointment and heartache over and over. I think there were a few moments where I faltered and wanted to say to heck with love but I'm a romantic at heart so that little flame wasn't so easily put out...

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Release Day - The Undoing Of A Libertine by Raine Miller & Giveaway!

I had THE absolute privelege and pleasure of reading an advance copy of author Raine Miller's The Undoing Of A Libertine. O.M.G.S.H. I never wanted the book to end. I had fallen hopelessly in love with Darius, the sexy hero from Raine's first novel, His Perfect Passion, so I was giddy when I was able to get my hands on this one. For those of you who love historical romance with an extra dollop of HEAT ... this is DEFINITELY the book for you. Jeremy left me breathless and tingling from head to toe, and he was instantly added to my book character boyfriend list. Raine is a favorite author of mine, and she has delivered yet ANOTHER swoony romance. So to ccelebrate the release, I wanted to share some of my favorite teasers from the book and a giveaway!!!

Presenting the book I couldn't put down ...

The Undoing Of A Libertine
Raine Miller
Erotic Historical Romance 

Self-serving libertine Jeremy Greymont likes his sex on the rough side and his women anonymous. Perfectly content milling along through life on an existence of courtesans and fine Scotch whisky, Jeremy has a naughty past and his own demons to contend with, but he’s run out of time with his grandfather regardless. Jeremy needs an heir—posthaste. The lovely Georgina seems like the perfect answer to his predicament and intrigues him like no woman ever before. Jeremy can’t wait to get started on the baby-making and is even willing to tone down his preference for the wild romps he’s always enjoyed. There’s always time to teach her about that later, right? But Georgina's demons trump Jeremy's in so many ways. A brutal assault has left her damaged and vowing she can be wife to no man—not even Jeremy Greymont. What is a libertine to do?

 ~ My favorite teasers ~

“I—I thought you were going to be—” She shook her head as if to clear it. “I never thought you’d come back here, or want me.”
“I can’t do anything else, and I don’t care about—what has happened in the past, other than you being hurt by it. I do want you. I want you, Georgina. Marry me. Be with me.”
Pulling back, he bore his eyes into her, willing her to agree. He watched her amber eyes turn sparkly with tears.
He could resolve himself to begging if he had to. He’d made her cry. “Please?” Bringing his forehead down to rest against hers, his arms wrapped around her back, pulling her close. “Marry me.”
“But why—” She struggled to sit up.
He helped her up to sitting. “No buts! I don’t want to talk about—”
She stopped him with her fingers pressing down on his lips. “Jeremy, you deserve someone better than I. Someone who can be a true wife and love you in a way I probably cannot.”
He kissed those sweet fingertips before replying. “Better? Better than you? There is no one better! And you don’t have to love me. You just have to put up with me. I’m not very lovable anyway, I don’t think.” Now that’s an encouraging thing to say to the girl of your dreams. You are such a profound arse!
He took her hand in his and pressed it against his cheek. “I s’pose I’m an idiot for saying such a thing to you. Asking a girl to marry you and then telling her you’re not lovable and won’t she please just say ‘yes’ anyway. It doesn’t really bolster my chances that you’ll accept me, does it? But I am a supreme idiot. I find that has been a common theme whenever I try to talk to you.”
Georgina frowned at him, the space between her eyebrows crinkling. “You’re no idiot, Jeremy.” She shook her head slowly, still with great somberness. “And why do you say you are not lovable?”
“Well, I am selfish and self-indulgent. I have not practiced much restraint in my life, and I am bound to slip up sooner or later. But I am willing to take that chance, and if I have you to help me, Georgina, I am sure I could be a better man than I have been.”
“Your assessment of yourself is an interesting one. I have not seen you behave selfishly or act indulgent ever. As for your lovability, I’m sure you’re wrong there, too, Jeremy.” Her eyes drifted to the side.
“I’d like very much to be wrong about that one,” he told her.
“And so you have come back,” she said.
Georgina moved her fingertips ever so slowly along his jaw, and it took all of his strength to keep still and not devour her with kisses. He wanted to kiss her again. He wanted her safely married to him and in bed where he could kiss her senseless and make love to her for hours and hours.
“As if I have a choice, Georgina. You have wound me into knots. I am so entangled in thoughts of you I could not find my way out if ever I desired.”

 And the second ...

Jeremy extinguished all of the lamps save for the one by the bed. Then he removed his boots. He stretched out next to her on the bed, but stayed on top of the covers.
“May I read you one poem? It is not long,” he asked hopefully.
“Yes, Jeremy, please.”
Georgina turned to face him on her side. Jeremy did the same.
Studying his hands as he held the book, Georgina thought his long fingers splendid of form. She thought about those hands and fingers of his touching her skin in intimate places. Tomorrow he will touch me with those hands.
Jeremy began to read. The sound of him travelled the distance between their bodies, his rich voice speaking the prose with artful flow…

Delight in Disorder.
A Sweet disorder in the dress 
Kindles in clothes a wantonness:
A Lawn about the shoulders thrown 
Into a fine distraction:
An erring Lace which here and there 
Enthralls the Crimson Stomacher: 
A Cuff neglectful, and thereby 
Ribbons to flow confusedly: 
A winning wave (deserving Note) 
In the tempestuous petticoat:
A careless shoe-string, in whose tie
I see a wild civility:
Do more bewitch me than when Art 
Is too precise in every part.

Robert Herrick, Hesperides, 1648 

 Jeremy lifted his eyes from the page over to her face. “I even understand it,” he said. “Fancy that.”
“Tell me.”
“Well, he means that he finds greater beauty in a woman when she is in gentle disarray, rather than having her dressed in perfect, ordered arrangement.”
“Do you agree with him?”
“Yes…I’d say that I do.” He touched a finger to her cheekbone. “It reminds me of you.”
Georgina didn’t say anything. She just looked into his deep blue eyes. She couldn’t. There were no words she could form that would prove adequate for all he’d done since coming to her room tonight. All he’d ever done.
“That first time…when we met in the rain. The night in the library when you came at midnight, wearing your hair down. Right now, in this bed, lying next to me.” He caressed with his finger. “You are never more beautiful to me than when you are like this. As you are right now.”
Georgina leaned in to kiss him, feeling it was the most natural response she could give and knowing there was nothing—no words at least—that she could say after such a beautiful declaration. Instead, she drew as close as possible with the blankets still between them and brought her lips to his. He kissed her back, sweetly and soft.

~ Now for the GIVEAWAY ~

Raine is offering TWO LUCKY WINNERS the following -

An ecopy of The Undoing Of A Libertine
An ecopy of His Perfect Passion

BOTH incredible reads!!

All you need do to enter is

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Giveaway ends Valentine's Day

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Sunday, February 5, 2012

National Kissing Day ~ Fun Facts & Giveaway!

Ahhhhh, kissing.

It doesn't matter where, when, how or why - I love doing it, reading it, and writing it. There's something incredible about those moments when two people come together and connect in such a way it leaves them breathless. I'm not even picky about how it happens either! I love the anticipation of waiting for him to lean in, the way he looks at you, and YOU KNOW it's going to be amazing. The way your body reacts and begins to dip and tingle. Once the kiss has started, and his hands are cupping your face, or his hands are tangled in your hair ... when he deepens it ... it's magical. Those "just because" kisses - because I love you, I missed you, you make me happy and the list is endless. Whether it is a quick brush of lips, a peck on the cheek, or a ravishing ... KISSING IS FUN!!

To celebrate today, I've planned some fun! It starts here with a few fun facts and GIVEAWAY! Then continue on to my Facebook Author Page where I'll be sharing some kisses from The Mystic Wolves, Forget Me Not and Broken Promises.


“Kiss” is from the Old English cyssan from the proto-Germanic kussijanan or kuss, which is probably based on the sound kissing can make.

The science of kissing is called philematology.

The most important muscle in kissing is the orbicularis oris, also known as the kissing muscle, which allows the lips to “pucker.

French kissing involves all 34 muscles in the face. A pucker kiss involves only two.

The term “French kiss” came into the English language around 1923 as a slur on the French culture which was thought to be overly concerned with sex. In France, it’s called a tongue kiss or soul kiss because if done right, it feels as if two souls are merging. In fact, several ancient cultures thought that mouth-to-mouth kissing mingled two lovers’ souls.

Passionate kissing burns 6.4 calories a minute. A Hershey’s kiss contains 26 calories, which takes five minutes of walking–or about four minutes of kissing–to burn off.

The average person spends about 15 days kissing throughout the course of a lifetime. That’s like a full vacation.

The French translation for the tongue kiss is called “roulant une pelle,” which translates to “rolling a shovel.”

Kissing is good for what ails you. Research shows that the act of smooching improves our skin, helps circulation, prevents tooth decay, and can even relieve headaches.

Two out of every three couples turn their heads to the right when they kiss.

For one lucky winner, I'm giving away a ....


Lip Gloss
Hershey Chocolate Kisses
Copy of The Mystic Wolves

To enter:

Leave your name and email in the comments
Like my author page on Facebook

(Only open to US)

So stop by for more Kissing Day fun!

But wait there's MORE!!

Stop by and visit Deena Remiel and her SEXY Brethren!!
She's also celebrating at

Also stop and say hello to Lacey Weatherford! She's sharing some SWOONY Vance kisses and running some amazing giveaways on her Facebook fan page ....

Have fun KISSING today!!!