Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Welcome Skylar, sit on down and we'll get a cup of Joe for you


Lacey: What's your favorite music?
Skylar: Anything upbeat that can get me moving. I like to be inmotion all the time.
Lacey: Who was your first signifcant other? Do you remember them fondly? If No why not?
Skylar: Wow, good one. Does my kindergarten boyfriend count? If so, then I have very fond memories of him. Even though he pushed me down several times and called me freckle face.
Lacey: Why did you enter into your chosen profession?
Skylar: Does anyone really grow up wanting to be a gym instructor? No idea, somehow it just fell into place. I enjoyed working out and the next thing I knew I was teaching classes. It is a lot of fun though seeing people transform and do things physically they never thought they could do.
Lacey: What drew you to the person you love?
Skylar: He was a persistant fella. Just would not give up. It helped he was hot, sexy, and a sweet talker. He just seems to get me as I do him.
Lacey: If you could meet anyone living or dead who would it be?
Skylar: I think Princess Diana rocked, so I'd love to meet her.
Lacey: Your roommate and best friend is Amy, how long have you known her?
Skylar: If it wasn't for Amy, I would lose my mind. She holds me together and is always there for me. Everyone needs a friend like her. I just hope I am as good a friend back.
Lacey: Do you consider yourself an easy person to get along with?
Skylar: If I like you. If I don't, well I can't promise I can catch my tongue. I show my feisty side quite a bit actually.
Lacey: Favorite Food?
Skylar: Anything Amy makes and if she isn't cooking, then anything Italian or Chinese. I love take-out.
Lacey: Are you glad Drew was as persistent as he was?
Skylar: Of course, otherwise I'd still be going through life alone and angry. He's really shown me how to open my heart, even if I do get hurt from time to time.
Fool Me Once:Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice… Drew is the last person Skylar wanted to see across from her at a local bar. A month ago he’d wined and dined her all weekend, leaving her feeling fully in love, but then she awoke alone in an empty hotel room and she hadn’t heard from him since.
The weekend Drew spent with Skylar was phenomenal. There had never been anyone who made him feel as complete as she did. He shouldn’t have disappeared, he should have called, but his feelings for her scared him, so he distanced himself. But when he saw her again, he knew he couldn’t stay away any longer.
Skylar’s determined not to give Drew another chance to hurt her, but he’s just as determined to win her back. Although it won’t be easy, he’s up to the challenge, and he’s willing to do whatever it takes to accomplish his goal. Content Warning: Explicit Sex

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Ysbail and Bedwyr join us on the couch!


Getting to know Ysbail and Bedwyr
{Ysbail} Thank you for having us here today. I have really been looking forward to this. Not so much Bedwyr. I think he would rather be out stabbing something with his sword. Smile dear, they are looking at us!
[Bedwyr] Grumble . . . (offers a halfhearted smile)
{Ysbail} (leaning into Bedwyr, whispering) Do not make me tell them about—
[Bedwyr] Oh, yes, I am very happy to be here. Ecstatic. Over the moon—
{Ysbail} Okay, I think they get the picture. They look like nice people, and they are buying our
book. Come on. This will be fun. Please . . . for meeee? (bats eyelashes)
[Bedwyr] All right. You know I cannot say ‘no’ to you.
{Ysbail} (beaming) Readers want to know what your favorite color is.
[Bedwyr] What? (voice hitches up with shock) Favorite color? (Ysbail nods) Blood red! (scowling)
{Ysbail} (rolling eyes) How did I know you would say that? Mine is purple. I love purple. Really dark, almost black purple. Like this ribbon you gave me for my hair. (fingers the ribbon tying back her long braid) Readers also want to know, what is your star sign? I do not really understand what this is, but I think it has to do with the time you were born.
[Bedwyr] (lifts an eyebrow) People want to know when I was born? Of all the . . . Oof! (gets an elbow in the side) I do not know when I was born. My mother sent me to my father when I was barely out of swaddling. I only remember my father’s soldiers taunting me . . . something about the thin veil between worlds and that only I could have been created on such a day.
{Ysbail} Oh, Bedwyr! That means your birthday was day before yesterday. When we get home I will arrange a grand celebration.
[Bedwyr] I need no celebration, gwraig. There is only one thing I need from you. (reaching for Ysbail who pushes his hands away)
{Ysbail} There is time enough for that, fy ng┼Ár. But a celebration will be had and you will enjoy it. So now, readers have also asked me, what is your favorite hobby?
(Bedwyr blankly stares at Ysbail) I think a hobby is a pastime . . . something you do when you are not warring or training.
[Bedwyr] Warriors do not have . . . hobbies. We go to war. We fight. When we are not at war, we fight. Hours and hours of fighting.
{Ysbail} Do not seek to pull a sheepskin over my eyes. I know you do not always fight, and there has been peace between our families since our marriage. What about the creatures you make with your knife? (rubbing her obviously round stomach) Our little one will have a stable full of horses of your creation.
[Bedwyr] That is not a hobby. That is frustration. (looks longingly at Ysbail’s breasts)
{Ysbail} It will not be long now, cariad.
[Bedwyr] (indignant) Not long? You are not yet delivered, and the priest will not give consent for forty days more!
{Ysbail} Oh, fy melys. You are so neglected. (giggling)
[Bedwyr] (puts arms around Ysbail) I have only one hobby. You.{Ysbail} You are sweet. I will remember that when I ask you later to rub my feet.
[Bedwyr] Only if you rub my—
{Ysbail} (slaps husband) Can you not get your mind out of the cesspit for two seconds? (Bedwyr raises eyebrow) Okay, forget I asked.[Bedwyr] What else do our readers wish to know?{Ysbail} That is a good question. Perhaps they will post their questions below in the comments section. We are here all day.
[Bedwyr] All day? (groans rather audibly)
{Ysbail} Remember, they are buying our book. And who could blame them for wanting to keep you here as long as possible. You are such a strong and handsome warrior. (batting her lashes once more)
[Bedwyr] They said that? (Ysbail nods to Bedwyr, winks to the readers) Well . . . (puffing his chest)
~ Scarlett“What’s a little bondage between friends?”
Available now – Awakening, book one of The ABCs of S-E-X: Love by the Letter series

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Take a seat, more coffee?

Thanks for hosting us on your blog, Alice! I’m not much of an interviewer, so I’ve brought along someone with a little bit more experience in that line of work: Channel Two News reporter Henry Haskins, from Jezebel. He’ll be interviewing Lt. Jack Simpson and Animal Control Officer Sarah Hill. Go ahead, Henry—and this time, try not to start a fight.

Henry: I don’t start fights, I just finish them.

Gordon: Yeah, I’ve noticed—the fight is over when you’re lying there unconscious.

Henry: Don’t you have something better to do, like writing a sequel starring me? Okay, anyway, I’ll be interviewing Tony Parker’s best friend and his gorgeous, young assistant. Tony Parker is the so called “protagonist” from our story. If you read between the lines, you’ll see that the real hero is me…but we’ll let that slide until the sequel, then the truth will be known.

Jack: Okay, Henry, enough stroking your own ego. Let’s get on with this interview.

Henry: Interesting that you’d say that, Simpson. Sarah, I hear you’re pretty good at stroking Tony Parker’s, ah…ego.

Sarah: What happened between me and Tony is none of your business. Now, are we going to talk about the incredible suspense and tension in Jezebel?

Henry: Well, tension…yes. Let’s talk about the tension between you and Tony’s wife, Julie. Don’t you think that what happened between you and Julie’s husband is her business, too?

Sarah: Look, Julie and I worked things out…that’s old business. Tony’s an attractive man. He finds me attractive. We work eight to twelve hours a day together. Things happen sometimes that maybe shouldn’t. But we worked through those things, and now everything’s fine.

Henry: Really? I don’t think that’s what Julie would tell me if she were sitting here.

Jack: Haskins, get on with the interview. Why don’t you ask me a few questions? Ask me about my relationship with Tony? Did you know we met on the football field during a high school game. We were on opposing teams and tempers heated up during a play. He and I got into a bit of a shoving match. Funny thing was, when we parted, we were both laughing and we’ve been great friends ever since—over twenty years.

Henry: Yeah, he called you the so called “N” word, didn’t he?

Jack: That’s beside the point. Like I said, tempers were flaring and the main thing was that we were able to turn things around and become best friends. If I recall, I called him a couple of names, too. As far as I’m concerned, you can’t say anything against Tony that will stick. Sure, he’s human, he has his faults, but he’s the best friend anyone could ever have—he’d do anything for me, or anyone else he cares for.

Henry: Uh-huh. Well, I heard he didn’t do enough for you when you were trapped inside the top floor of the Epic Center. I heard that….


Sarah: Henry, stop. You’re getting off track. We’re supposed to be talking about how intense Jezebel is. How deep the characters are and how involved the plot is, with all its twists and turns. Let’s talk about Jezebel—how about it?

Henry: All right, let’s talk about that big bitch. She is one scary dog. Vicious as Hell. If Parker were doing his job as Animal Control Director, Jezebel wouldn’t have ever killed it’s master—wouldn’t have killed, what, over a dozen people?

Sarah: As usual, you have your facts all screwed up. Did you even read the story? Jezebel wasn’t vicious. She was as gentle as any dog could possibly be. She loved her master dearly. And that old man loved her and her mate, Beelzebub, like they were his own children.

Henry: Yeah, right, and that’s why she tore his throat out while he was sleeping in his recliner—then she went on a murdering rampage that lasted weeks.

Jack: She did kill her master, Mr. MacGreggor, that is fact. But, if you’d look a little closer at the story, you’d find out she wasn’t in control of herself at the time. And the other deaths…well, you need to read the entire story to understand.

Henry: Jeez, are you saying the dog pleads temporary insanity? I’ve heard some whacko things, but that really takes the nut cake. Rumor has it that Jezebel was the leader of a pack of rabid dogs, responsible for dozens of deaths.

Sarah: Rabid dogs don’t run in packs, Haskins. Do you do any research before you do these interviews?

Henry: I researched a bit about you, my cute little dog catcher. You aren’t the cool kitty you make out to be. You obviously have some issues of your own. You’re more like an alley cat—I heard you bedded more cops than the police academy barracks…. Now, wait a minute, Simpson. You can’t do that, you’re an officer of the la—ow, oh. That hurts. You’re braking my arm.

Sarah: Perfect. Hold him right there and— Sarah to Jack (walking away): You really didn’t have to hold him for me.

Jack: I wasn’t holding him for you, I was going to slug him myself before you gave him that haymaker.

Haskins (on his knees and elbows, into the mike, looking at the camera): Uh…this is Henry… Haskins (cough, cough), Channel Two News…oh God, I got blood on my new white blazer. Cut…we can’t use this. It makes me look like an a-hole.

Cameraman: No, Henry; you make you look like an a-hole. Folks, if you’re interested in reading the real story, please check out Jezebel, by Gordon A Kessler. Also, please check out his book trailers on YouTube: Jezebel at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_zHD9pmHOzk&feature=related; and Brainstorm at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6eDjWJFbRdI. Also, you’ll find Gordon’s blog at: www.WMxBlog.com and his websites at: www.GordonKessler.com and www.ReadersMatrix.com.

He also has other blogs and websites for writers. And you can always find his books at any online bookstore, including Amazon, B&N, iBooks, Nook, etc. All three of his thrillers are currently on sale in eBook formats for only $.99—he’s trying to get those sales numbers soaring! Of course, you can find them in traditional paperback and hardcover at reasonable prices, as well. Thanks again for hosting the cast of Jezebel on you blog! Happy reading!
In the grayish soup, a dark vision appeared. Floating down the middle of the street, it slowly formed into a recognizable shape.

An animal. A large black animal. A huge Great Dane. It walked with confidence. Long, thin legs. Mouth closed, head and eyes fixed straight ahead.

Occasionally, its feet splashed one of the pools. Light from the streetlights caused a sparkle from underneath its neck with every step of its left forefoot. A large diamond, set on a gold tag, captured the light and shot it out like a laser. The dog maintained its pace for what seemed like minutes.

Finally, it stopped. With its body still pointing down the street, it slowly turned its head to the right and looked up a sidewalk leading to the front door of a house. It stared, still emotionless, at the door. At Tony Parker’s door.

Jezebel...a thriller not for the faint of heart

Sleep lightly tonight…A madman has come to town seeking a diabolical revenge and large dogs begin attacking their masters for no apparent reason and with heinous results.Animal Control Director Tony Parker must find out why and stop the murderous attacks. Meanwhile, Jezebel, a huge black Great Dane has killed her master and is loose, terrorizing the city and stalking Parker and his family. Parker and Sarah Hill, his beautiful and seductive young assistant, attempt to unravel the mystery and stop the terrible carnage while dealing with their own demons and lusty desires.The attacks must be stopped. Jezebel must be found-and soon, you see--there is one other complication. Parker seems to have come down with an annoying little virus. No, it's not one of those irritating summer colds. It's certain death.She's a murderess, huge and black as a hell-bound night.Beware. Jezebel is on the loose!

Welcome to Gordon Kessler and his guest




We've got fresh coffee on, some delightfully sinful chocolate cookies and

we're set. Please welcome to the coffee shop Gordon Kessler, author of such thrillers as Brainstorm and Jezebel.

Stick around during today and find out how you, one our lucky readers could win a $50 Amazon Gift card awared by Mr. Kessler. Offer a comment or two, the more you comment the better your chances are to win. For more tour dates please stop by

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Ghostly hauntings

What would you do if you fell in love with a mortal...and had to choose between your lover and eternity? For Frances, our special guest today, it was an easy choice - but maybe not the one you'd think hehe...

With October flowing so spoookily...

Come out and meet some of our less alive guests...

Frances McKenney has spent years living in her home - if you can call it living. Murdered on her wedding night, she's existed bound to her home until true love can set her free.

Which reminds me, I'd best get out my brandy and tea...because Frances is on her way and she gets a bit ghostly when faced with a hostess that doesn't mind her manners.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Welcome to The Coffee Shop

Hi there readers, welcome to the coffee shop. We have a wide selection of coffee and some amazing people that hang out around here. Pull up one of those oh so comfy stools, grab a latte and relax.

Psst - don't look now but one of our regulars just walked in the door and he's as nice as he is sexy.