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The Hazards of.... with J. Kenner, Carly Phillips, and Caisey Quinn!
To celebrate The Hazards of Sex on the Beach release, I have fourteen amazing romance writers stopping by over the next few weeks to share their awkward or "hazardous" dating stories.
Today I have J. Kenner, Carly Phillips, and Caisey Quinn!
J. Kenner
The
Hazards of First Dates
So there I am, in all of my sixth grade glory. Slightly chubby with stringy hair, more than
a few zits, and more than a little shyness to battle.
But there he was, also slightly awkward (because who isn’t
in sixth grade, really?) and he liked me.
He really liked me! (Let’s call
him Larry, shall we. Names have been
changed to protect the innocent.)
In that romantic way of middle graders, we started to “go
steady.” Looking back, I think that
meant that we ate lunch together and that he held my books at the bus
stop. (These days, it apparently
involves Facetime and Instagram, at least if my 12 year old daughter is
typical. But I digress.)
After about a week of such romantic liaisons, he asked me
out on a Real Date. We were going to go
to a basketball game. Now, I am the girl
who is doing good to know that a basketball game involves a basket and a
baseball game has a pitcher’s mound and football has shoulder pads. In other words, my knowledge of sports ranks
somewhere with my knowledge of the eating habits of indigenous carnivores in
Mongolia. Pretty much nil. But it was A Date, and so I was all in. We’d sit next to each other and he’d teach me
and it would be A Moment. I was certain
of it.
I was wrong. So very
wrong.
As it turns out—which I didn’t actually learn until we
arrived at the gym--he was actually on the basketball team. (Nope, I didn’t know this, mostly because no
one told me!).
So there I am, disappointed to learn that he is not going to
be sitting next to me in a semi-awkward, semi-romantic way. I, however, cope. I will sit by myself, and that is okay
because I am shy and awkward and I can watch him on the floor and pretend like
I know what is happening. I resolve
myself to this. It is good. I can ask him about it later, and we will
bond over reliving the game and him teaching me about the sport.
But no.
He takes me up into the bleachers where I am supposed to sit
– with his parents.
Let me just repeat that:
With. His. Parents.
Parents who I have never met. Who he has told me nothing about. And yet who know pretty much everything there
was to know about me, and proceed to question me about myself for a really,
really, really long time.
Oh. My. God.
Now, I’m sure some other girl would have handled this fine. But I am Uber-Introvert girl, or at least I
was back then.
I swear, it scarred me for life.
Almost as much as our choir director asking me to just lip
sync when I had a role in the high school musical. That, however, is a different story …
About J. Kenner:
Julie Kenner (aka J. Kenner and J.K. Beck) is the New
York Times, USA Today, Publishers Weekly, and Wall
Street Journal bestselling author of over forty novels, novellas
and short stories in a variety of genres.Praised by Publishers Weekly as an author with a “flair for dialogue and eccentric characterizations,” J.K. writes a range of stories including super sexy romances, paranormal romance, chick lit suspense and paranormal mommy lit. Her foray into the latter, Carpe Demon: Adventures of a Demon-Hunting Soccer Mom by Julie Kenner, is in development as a feature film with 1492 Pictures.
Her most recent trilogy of erotic romances, The Stark Trilogy (as J. Kenner), reached as high as #2 on the New York Times list and is published in over twenty countries.
J.K. lives in Central Texas, with her husband, two
daughters, and several cats.
Carly Phillips
In college, I agreed to go on a Feb 14th date. I
took a trip to Florida the week before and arrived back at school a few days
before the date was planned. Of course, in an effort to look good, I laid out
in the sun while away. I came home and looked great … until my face started
cracking. Not peeling, cracking. It hurt to talk or move my mouth,
to eat and I looked awful. Was there a second date? Yep. And a third and a
fourth … we just celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary. Still, beware of the
hazards of too much sun before a date.
About Carly
Phillips:
N.Y. Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Carly Phillips
has written over 30 romance novels with contemporary characters and small town
settings that today’s readers identify with and enjoy. She’s a writer, a
knitter of sorts, a wife, and a mom to two daughters (16 and20!) and two crazy
dogs (a 1 year old Havanese named Brady and a 4 year old wheaten terrier named
Bailey). In addition, she’s a Twitter and Internet junkie and is always around
to interact with her readers. Carly lives in Purchase, New York and would love
for you to like and follow her on the ‘Net!
Carly’s Website www.carlyphillips.com
Carly on Twitter www.twitter.com/carlyphillips
Carly on Facebook www.facebook.com/carlyphillipsfanpage
Carly on Pinterest www.pinterest.com/carlyphillips
Caisey Quinn
I was sixteen when I got to go on my
very first *real* date. I was only allowed to go in groups so my boyfriend's
best friend, who was a few years older than us, and his girlfriend went with
us. We went to Applebee's and then bowling. Being the demure young lady that I
was, I figured it best to order salad and a water instead of ribs and a Coke on
my first date. You'd think I would've been safe from making an idiot of myself
with salad and water. You'd be wrong. As soon as my water with lemon was delivered
to the table, I proceeded to squeeze lemon juice into my boyfriend's best
friend's eye by accident. Then the lemon slipped from my fingers and hit him in
the face. He wore contacts, so the acidic juice burned pretty badly. He had to
get up and go to the restroom to rinse it out while the three of us sat there
awkwardly and I prayed for the floor to open up and swallow me.
Thankfully we made it through the
rest of dinner without further incident, but I'm pretty sure my face stayed red
and I think I broke a world record for awkward apologies.
At the bowling alley, my boyfriend
ordered us a large Coke to share--probably assuming this would be safer than
water with lemon. But it came in a giant styrofoam cup that I punctured with my
thumb when reaching for it. So I ended up covering our table in sticky
soda.
We stuck to movies and pizza at our
houses for a while after that. I decided parental chaperones were better than
humiliating myself in public. Now I am married (to someone else, as is my high
school boyfriend) and my husband knows to keep lemons and styrofoam cups far,
far from my reach. Though the friend I nearly blinded still covers his eye when
he sees me out.
About Caisey Quinn:
Debut Indie Author. I write New Adult
books about country girls finding love in unexpected places. <3
Wearer of cowgirl boots, writer and
avid reader of New Adult romance, lover of wine, addicted to chai tea lattes.
Brand spanking new author of soon to be released books including Girl with
Guitar and Keep Me Still (which may or may not include spanking).
Gemini, wife, mom, and former high
school English teacher living in Birmingham, Alabama. I spend my days chasing a
three year old and hiding away with my Macbook. I spend my nights writing
because sleep is overrated.
I love hearing from readers and other
writers, and those freaky hybrids like myself!
Links:
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The Hazards of... with Gennifer Albin, Melody Anne, and L.P. Dover!
To celebrate The Hazards of Sex on the Beach release, I have fourteen amazing romance writers stopping by over the next few weeks to share their awkward or "hazardous" dating stories.
To continue the fun, today I have Gennifer Albin, Melody Anne, and L.P. Dover!
Gennifer Albin
I met him at a debate tournament. He went
to the posh all boys prep school and he had a name that sounded like a
character out of an 80s romcom. You know what mean. The kind of name that
belongs to boys who belong to yacht clubs. In comparison, I felt like I was
from the wrong side of the tracks. Mostly because I went to a public high
school and didn't have the third as part of my legal name.
We arranged to go on a date and all
was going well, if a little awkward, when he ran into the theater to get movie
tickets. All I asked was that he not get tickets to the terrible looking new
Meg Ryan movie.
He came back with tickets for the
terrible-looking Meg Ryan movie.
Fortunately, or unfortunately
depending on how you see it, we had time to kill before the movie, so we wound
up at the local mall. Half an hour into the date and I was beginning to realize
that yacht club boy was more than a little boring. My survival mechanism
activated and I decided to salvage the date by having a little fun. Yacht boy
seemed incapable of having fun.
Twenty minutes later we were standing
in a music store and I was piling a collection of N'Sync dolls into his arms.
Why? I'm not sure. It was more than a little ridiculous, but it was making me
laugh. Yacht boy offered me a bemused smile.
As I led him through the store, N'Sync
dolls in hand, we ran into a friend of his from the debate team. His friend had
a pocket watch and dared me to run up to random strangers repeating "I'm
late. I'm late for a very important date." This seemed like an excellent
idea to me.
It was definitely the most fun I had
that evening.
The movie was atrocious. The
conversation was forced. Looking back at that date, I can't help but roll my
eyes.
But you know what? Pocket watch guy?
He was awesome, and we saw each other again. It wasn't a romantic thing. We
just had a lot of fun together. He was a groomsman at my wedding and I was his
date to prom. So I guess maybe Yacht guy and I's awkward date turned out to be
pretty awesome after all.
So when in doubt, always, always drag
boring dates around, holding N'Sync dolls.
About Gennifer Albin:
Gennifer Albin holds a Masters degree
in English Literature from the University of Missouri. A recovering academic,
she turned to writing her own books. In her free time she sits on the National
Novel Writing Month Advisory Board, laughs (and cries) with her mom writers
group, and watches too much Doctor Who (if that’s possible). Gennifer lives in
Poulsbo, Washington with her family.
Links:
Melody Anne
I went on a date with a guy and though I may write romance,
I am actually pretty vanilla when it comes to sex, much to my husband's
disappointment. So, years and years and years ago I went out with this guy and
some friends, and I had a bit too much to drink (there's a shocker) and then we
ended up at my friend’s house. Well, he was kissing me, and then his hands
began to wander and I was more than done with this date. So, I had a stroke of
genius, said I had to use the restroom, since he didn't seem to understand the
word "no" and I ran from the living room, and then ended up sleeping
on the floor in my friend's daughter's room. When I was sober, I hopped in my
car and drove home, never to see the man again, thankfully :)
About Melody Anne:
NYT and USA Today Best Selling Author Melody Anne has
written the popular series, Billionaire Bachelors, Surrender, Baby for the
Billionaire, and she also has a young adult series: Midnight Fire, Midnight
Moon and Midnight Storm – Rise of the Dark Angel.
Originally from the picturesque coastal town of Florence,
Oregon, Melody often takes her readers to small town locations, not too unlike
the small town she grew up in. As an aspiring author she wrote for years, until
publishing in 2011 her first three books, which would later become the wildly
successful Billionaire Bachelors series.
Holding a Bachelor’s Degree in business, and having left
behind the airline industry with all of its business travelers, she loves to
write about strong, powerful, businessmen and the corporate world.
When Melody isn’t writing, she cultivates strong bonds with
her family and relatives and enjoys time spent with them as well as her
friends, and beloved pets. Living in the heart of Oregon’s wine country, the
Willamette Valley, Melody continues to be a country girl at heart. She loves
the small town and strong community she lives in and is involved in many
community projects.
Links:
L.P. Dover
As
most of you probably know a blind date can be one of the most awkward and
miserable times in your life. Especially when you’re eighteen years old and
you’re looking for the type of guy who has perfectly gelled hair, nice clothes,
a bad ass car, and of course … hot as hell. I’ll admit, those qualities aren’t
always important, but I was young. My date’s name was Chris and he was a good
friend of one of my girlfriends. She thought he would be a good match for me so
I figured … why not, right? I talked to him on the phone the day before and he
seemed pretty cool. We talked about random things, even about how I wanted a
dog so I could name her Muffin.
Okay,
so he comes to pick me up in his white Ford Mustang which was pretty cool. I
looked out my bedroom window and saw it before leaving my bedroom. I was
nervous and I could hear him down the hall talking to my Mom who answered the
door and let him in. My best friend knew the kind of guys I liked to date so I
figured he’d be all I ever wanted. Boy was I completely wrong! I’m a very tall
girl and I NEVER dated anyone shorter than me. I refused to do that. Well, it
just so happens that he was shorter than me and he had the worst posture ever.
I wanted to tell him so many times to stand up straight but I kept it to myself.
Love his heart he had some of the worst acne ever too; there were craters in
his cheeks. He reminded me of Crater Face in Saved by the Bell. To top it all
off, he brought me a stuffed dog with the name Muffin on the collar. Yeah, it
was sweet, but it was so freaking dorky. The poor boy tried, but after dinner I
was ready to call it an evening. Basically, I pulled the sick card and said I
needed to go home. What’s worse is that I called my best friend up and told her
all of this … well, she goes off and tells him everything I said. Needless to
say, he wasn’t happy and called to let me know.
(What’s
funny is that now I’m happily married and he’s a lot shorter than me.)
About L.P. Dover:
USA Today Bestselling author, L.P. Dover, is a southern belle residing
in North Carolina along with her husband and two beautiful girls. Before she
even began her literary journey she worked in Periodontics enjoying the
wonderment of dental surgeries.
Not only does she love to write, but she loves to play tennis, go
on mountain hikes, white water rafting, and you can’t forget the passion for
singing. Her two number one fans expect a concert each and every night before
bedtime and those songs usually consist of Christmas carols.
Aside from being a wife and mother, L.P. Dover has written over
nine novels including her Forever Fae series, the Second Chances series, and
her standalone novel, Love, Lies, and Deception. Her favorite genre to read is
romantic suspense and she also loves writing it. However, if she had to choose
a setting to live in it would have to be with her faeries in the Land of the
Fae.
L.P. Dover is represented by Marisa Corvisiero of Corvisiero
Literary Agency.
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First & Forever Release!
Hey everyone!
I'm excited to announce the release of First & Forever! I hope you guys enjoy reading some more Levi POV. There's so much more to his story that I'm thrilled to finally share with you guys!
First
Levi's got it all. He's a paranormal prince with more money and power than he knows what to do with, but something is missing--a mate. He only has until college graduation to find her. Allie's perfect but she wants nothing to do with him. When attraction becomes something more, will he take a chance and show her who he really is or will he lose everything?
Forever
Levi's almost out of time. Allie's the one, he knows it in every grain of his being, but how can he make her see it? Desperate to keep Allie safe and at his side, he takes the biggest risk of his life. Reckless or not there is nothing he wouldn't do to keep her with him... forever.
I'm excited to announce the release of First & Forever! I hope you guys enjoy reading some more Levi POV. There's so much more to his story that I'm thrilled to finally share with you guys!
Ever wonder what Levi was thinking in Flight?
Find out in the two Levi POV novellas First & Forever.
This combined edition includes both First (previously
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First
Levi's got it all. He's a paranormal prince with more money and power than he knows what to do with, but something is missing--a mate. He only has until college graduation to find her. Allie's perfect but she wants nothing to do with him. When attraction becomes something more, will he take a chance and show her who he really is or will he lose everything?
Forever
Levi's almost out of time. Allie's the one, he knows it in every grain of his being, but how can he make her see it? Desperate to keep Allie safe and at his side, he takes the biggest risk of his life. Reckless or not there is nothing he wouldn't do to keep her with him... forever.
The Hazards of... with Rachel Harris, K.A. Tucker and Heidi McLaughlin!
To celebrate The Hazards of Sex on the Beach release, I have fourteen amazing romance writers stopping by over the next few weeks to share their awkward or "hazardous" dating stories.
To continue the fun, today I have Rachel Harris, K.A. Tucker, and Heidi McLaughlin!
Rachel Harris
My first date really tops the charts of embarrassment. I
was 13 years old and while I had gone to the movies in groups and went to
parties, this was going to be my first actual alone. Awesome, right?
Well, the first sign that it might
not go off as planned was that I woke up feeling sick. Not a cold, but a
nauseated, stomach not feeling quite right type of sick. But I was nothing if
not determined. I was going on this date! The next bad sign came when we picked
him up and he proceeded to douse himself in our minivan with Polo cologne. Up
until this point I’d always considered this particular cologne yummy. You know,
in small doses. Small doses was not what I was given. My stomach turned
for the first time.
When we got to the theater, we sat in
the back. We were watching Look Who’s Talking, Too. Yes, I am that old — or
that young, depending on your point of view. And as we sat in the enclosed
space of the theater, breathing in the cologne, my stomach got worse. I
tried leaning away, but the sweetheart thought I was playing some type of cat
and mouse, hard to get move, so he leaned in. I leaned further away, he
leaned closer in. In my memory, I feel as though I was practically falling into
the other seat, but I’m sure it wasn’t that obvious. And then…it
happened.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I got up
and told him in a frantic voice that I would be right back. I scurried as fast
as my weak legs would carry me, and made it all the way out to the trashcan
just outside the movie door when I lost it. Threw up, complete with dry
heaving. My total sweetheart of a date followed shortly, and again let me say
how wonderful he was. Understanding. He patted my back, helped me clean up, and
even wanted to go out again!
Yes, I have had countless wonderful
dates, but they never topped the memorable quality of my first.
About
Rachel Harris:
Award-winning and Bestselling author Rachel
Harris writes humorous love stories about sassy girls next door and the hot
guys that make them swoon. Emotion, vibrant settings, and strong relationships
are a staple in each of her books...and kissing. Lots of kissing. An admitted Diet Mountain Dew addict and homeschool mom, she gets through each day by laughing at herself, hugging her kids, and watching way too much Food Network with her husband. She writes young adult, new adult, and adult romance, and LOVES talking with readers.
Links:
Website: http://rachelharriswrites.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/RachelHarrisBks
ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED ON PURPOSE Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17926006-accidentally-married-on-purpose
K.A. Tucker
Being the female equation who enters
into a tight friendship between two guys can get slightly awkward. You want to
be the "cool girlfriend" so you don't say anything when your guy
brings his buddy along on your first date. But then you find
buddy sitting in the passenger seat on your second date ... and your third
date ... and your fourth date (and of course buddy makes you sit in the back).
Eventually you feel like you're dating two guys (and getting zero action,
because you're NEVER ALONE and you don't have any single friends who are
interested in buddy). Finally, by the fifth date, you have the audacity
to suggest that maybe it could be just the two of you this time.
And you become the evil, controlling
witch who's trying to break up the bromance.
About
K.A. Tucker:
Born in small-town Ontario, Kathleen published
her first book at the age of six with the help of her elementary school
librarian and a box of crayons. She is a voracious reader and the farthest
thing from a genre-snob, loving everything from High Fantasy to Chick Lit.
Kathleen currently resides in a quaint small town outside of Toronto with her
husband, two beautiful girls, and an exhausting brood of four-legged creatures.
Links:
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Pinterest ** Instagram
Heidi McLaughlin
Back in the day, and no I’m not
telling you how long ago that was, I went on a blind date that started with a
series of phone calls. This guy said all the right things, verbally meeting
every “requirement” I had: tall, good job, sociable and sports fanatic. I
didn’t think I was asking for much. We agreed to meet at the local sports bar
for drinks and we’d go from there. So on date night I put on my stellar 4”
heels, did my hair all up and pranced my way into the bar looking for Mister
Right. I’m eyeing every guy who walks in all while ignoring the uber creeper
who keeps staring at me from the bar. When the creeper stands and walks over to
me, I knew I was doomed. He was bald, about twenty years older than I was
looking for and his lifts aka heels, were taller than mine! I had to fight the
verbal vomit of “are you freaking kidding me?” from escaping. Nothing about
what he told me over the phone was true!
So what does one do in the age
before pagers and cell phones? You ask him to get you a drink while you use the
ladies room and hightail it out of the bar running as fast at your stellar
heels allow!
About Heidi McLaughlin:
Heidi is the author of USA Today,
Digital Book World, Amazon, Barnes & Noble and International Bestselling
series, The Beaumont Series.
Originally from the Pacific
Northwest, she now lives in picturesque Vermont, with her husband and two
daughters. Also renting space in their home is an over-hyper Beagle/Jack
Russell and two Parakeets.
During the day Heidi is behind a
desk talking about Land Use. At night, she’s writing one of the many stories
planned for release or sitting court-side during either daughter’s basketball
games.
Links:
Heidi is the author of USA Today,
Digital Book World, Amazon, Barnes & Noble and International Bestselling
series, The Beaumont Series.Do you have your own “hazardous" dating story? There is still time to stop by and enter the giveaway for a chance to win signed copies of the first three Hazards books and the possibility to have a character named after you in a future Hazards book! http://www.alyssaroseivy.com/blog/2014/7/28/the-hazards-of
The Hazards of... with Addison Moore and Jennifer Probst!
To celebrate The Hazards of Sex on the Beach release, I have fourteen amazing romance writers stopping by over the next few weeks to share their awkward or "hazardous" dating stories.
To continue the fun, today I have Addison Moore and Jennifer Probst!
Addison Moore
Date from Hell: The Death Train
Once upon a time I dated a
criminal. No really. I did. In fact, we dated far longer than I’m proud to say,
but nevertheless it ended, badly, but thankfully. As far as criminals go he was
pretty small time. I won’t list his crimes because, well, he hid most of them
from me until after he got carted off to jail. He wasn’t alone in his above the
law escapades. He actually came from a long line of criminals. His parents held
up liquor stores for a living. (They were eventually caught, and I only found
out about their exciting vocation after the fact.)
One night, I begged my sister for a
ride to the wrong side of the tracks (literally) so that the criminal and I
could go on a date. Once I got there he suggested we hit a restaurant about a
block away and I was game. The only problem was there was literally a train
stretching out for miles before us, isolating us from the fresh hot
chimichangas we were suddenly craving. That’s when my own personal thug came up
with a brilliant idea, we could simply crawl under the train to get to the
other side.….Because when isn’t that a good idea? Of course he sensed my
hesitation and was gentlemen enough to demonstrate by way of belly crawling the
entire 15-foot girth of the mammoth beast of steel. When he was through he once
again bounced up beside me with his newly muddied t-shirt, that lewd grin he
was wearing all night already starting to thin, but I still wasn’t convinced.
You see, I was wearing my new paisley mini skirt with matching mint green heels
and wasn’t really looking forward to scuffing myself up. Not to mention the
fact I spent an hour getting intimate with a can of extra-strength Aqua Net to
get my hair to the right gravity-defying height. I was pretty sure the belly
crawling or the chimichangas weren’t going to happen.
“Shit!” he bounced around like a
rubber ball, full of frustration. “Just stop being such a baby, and do this.”
He pulled at his hair. (No really, he did. Aside from being a small-time crook
he had the emotional range of Yosemite Sam).
“No.” I barked right back. I was a
lot of things but a belly-crawling pushover wasn’t one of them.
And then it happened. The train
started to slither slowly, stealthily down the track, silent like a secret in
the night.
“Holy shit.” I blinked in surprise,
but mostly shock because had I listened to the douchebag I’d most likely be
screaming my head off at this very moment while being sliced in half.
Suffice it to say things only went
downhill from there with me and Yosemite. I decided if I hung out with him much
longer I might find myself somewhere far worse than the bottom of a train—like
jail, and, trust me, I don’t look good in orange. If life had a check list and
“date from hell” was on it, I’d say we successfully marked it off that night.
Lots of lessons were learned, (mostly by me), one of them being there’s not a
chimichanga in the world worth crawling to.
About Addison Moore:
Addison
Moore is a New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal bestselling author who writes contemporary and
paranormal romance. Her work has been featured in Cosmopolitan Magazine. For nearly a decade, she worked as a
therapist on a locked psychiatric unit. She resides on the West Coast with her
husband, four wonderful children, and two dogs where she eats too much
chocolate and stays up way too late. When she's not writing, she's reading.
Feel free to visit her blog
at: http://addisonmoorewrites.blogspot.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/AddisonMoore
Instagram:
http://instagram.com/authoraddisonmoore
Jennifer Probst
Ah, awkward dates. I'm the Queen of
them, unfortunately. Before I met my hubby, I kissed so many frogs, I was
afraid I'd turn into one. From the many to choose from, I'll share this little
treasure!
Back in my twenties, I was in the
fabulousness of youth, had a rockin body (sigh) and finally scored a date with
the guy who worked down the hall from me. All of the other employees were
jealous, they'd had him on their radar a while! We ended up going to South
Street Seaport in Manhattan, and caught early cocktails before dinner.
Umm, probably too early. I remember
we had two gigantic drinks at the bar, had
wonderful time, and that's when things began to blur.
Seems I got a bit tipsy. And when
we made our way to dinner, I had three inch heels and a miniskirt (don't judge
me). When we walked towards the spiral staircase, my foot slipped.
I tumbled down the entire flight of
stairs.
In a miniskirt and heels.
I must've been loose from the
alcohol, because I remember I jumped up when I hit the bottom, not hurt, and he
was staring with this weird open look of horror at me from the top of the
stairs. Needless to say, we went through the awkward "Are you okay? Do you
need a hospital?" to "I'm fine, really."
The evening went downhill from
there. Dinner was a mess of silence, and he never called again.
Guess stair tumbling was not a
quality in his go to list!!
About Jennifer Probst:
Jennifer Probst wrote her first
book at twelve years old. She bound it in a folder, read it to her classmates,
and hasn’t stopped writing since. She took a short hiatus to get married, get
pregnant, buy a house, get pregnant again, pursue a master’s in English
Literature, and rescue two shelter dogs. Now she is writing again.
She is the NYT and USA Today
bestselling author of The Marriage Bargain. She is published both erotic and
sexy contemporary romance with Entangled, Decadent, Red Sage and TWRP. She has
also written a children’s book, Buffy and the Carrot, co-written with her
twelve year old niece, along with a short story, “A Life Worth Living.” Visit
her website for more info!
Links:
Website
http://www.jenniferprobst.com/
Facebook
https://www.facebook.com/jenniferprobst.authorpage
Twitter
https://twitter.com/jenniferprobst
Author Goodreads
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/2965489.Jennifer_Probst
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The Hazards of.... with Rachel Van Dyken, Karina Halle, and Courtney Cole!
To celebrate The Hazards of Sex on the Beach release, I have
fourteen amazing romance writers stopping by over the next few weeks to share
their awkward or "hazardous" dating stories.
To kick things off, today I have Rachel Van Dyken, Karina
Halle, and Courtney Cole!
Rachel Van Dyken
Senior year of college I went on a
double date with my best friend and two guys that had graduated two years ahead
of us...When they asked us out they said it was going to be a double
date...DOUBLE DATE meaning you know, we're together the whole time,
right?
Wrong. Her date rented a
corvette, picked her up at 5PM and then told her straight up, "I
rented this car to impress you." Yeah, no lie.
My date picked me up at 5:30
PM and then proceeded not to talk to me the entire time we drove 20
minutes to downtown...At the point where I almost opened my door and just took
my chances rolling across the freeway, he finally said, "I didn't really
plan that much."
Me, "That's fine." As it
was I was kind of thankful b/c it was already all kinds of awkward. I'm
assuming we are meeting my friend and his friend. No. I assumed wrong. He
decided to take me to this restaurant downtown where you can't sit inside so
you have to sit outside, which would have been fine had I brought a coat...It
was a balmy 32 degrees outside.
After eating, on a park bench,
shivering. I asked if we were going to meet our friends. He checked his watch
and said, "Well let's walk around some."
Okay so we walked around, still not
talking much mind you, NOT for lack of trying on my part. I've always prided
myself in being able to keep people in conversation, not this guy. At first I
thought he was nervous then he just seemed upset I was talking so I
stopped.
We met our friends at a coffee shop
downtown TWO HOURS Later (yes two hours) So by now it's
around 7:30 at night.
I see my friend and her look is one
of absolute horror as I sit down next to her at the coffee shop. The guys buy
us coffee and my guy suddenly comes out of his shell FINALLY!
We all sit with our coffee's and the
guys pull out board games and no joke say, "We thought since you're
young you guys might want to play some board games." Since we're
young...Like we're five.
My guy perks up and says, "Hey
is that your guys' left over food?"
Her guy says, "Yeah man dig
in." Apparently our meal was not enough for him so he proceeded to eat
their left overs, over our board game, at least he offered me some, but I
declined.
Three hours later (no I’m not
exaggerating, and if you're keeping track we are now at the five hour mark), my
friend and I are doing everything in our power to tell the guys we're tired. I
yawn, she yawns. I say I have a test I need to study for, she says she really
doesn't do well staying up late...Etc... FINALLY the guys are like yeah we
should call it a night. Thank God.
We drive home separately. Somehow
my guy and I make it back to the dorms first. I get out of the truck, say thank
you and he follows me, yes follows me to my door and I'm thinking oh okay so
he's just walking me to my door....he then proceeds to say, "Aren't you
going to let me in?"
I look at him and am about to say no
when he pushes past me and goes inside my apartment.
My friend soon comes home and her guy
basically pulls the same thing (She tells me later).
They stand, STAND AWKARDLY in our
apartment staring at each other, trying to make small talk with us, and then
enter into their own convo while me and my friend just sit there.
FINALLY they leave. (We are
closing in on the six hour mark people)
When they finally go my friend and I
run upstairs and scream, no joke, scream into our pillows, and then say out
loud, "LONGEST DATE EVER!"
Our windows are open.
We panic then think, no way are they
actually standing outside our apartment still it's been at least 20 minutes.
Our friends call us to come hang out,
so we leave and run smack dab into our dates who were actually standing right
outside our window, stalking apparently.
I get awkward, my friend pretends
she's on her phone and I make an excuse like, "I need to go pick someone
up."
And we leave. And we never
spoke ever again.
7 hour date people....7 hour
date.
About Rachel Van Dyken:
Rachel
Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling
author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can
find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching
The Bachelor.She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband and their snoring Boxer, Sir Winston Churchill. She loves to hear from readers!
Links:
Website: http://rachelvandykenauthor.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/RachelVanDyken
Twitter: https://twitter.com/RachVD
TOXIC
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18935386-toxic?ac=1
Rachel
Van Dyken Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4882127.Rachel_Van_Dyken
Karina Halle
It was a Saturday afternoon and
my (thankfully) ex-boyfriend and I were snuggled on the couch watching dumb
movies. I was feeling a little amorous, so I thought I’d amp up the sexy times.
Without saying a word, I unzipped his pants and proceeded to go down on him.
After about a minute, he asked me to stop. Why? Because he needed to pay
attention to the movie.
What movie WAS it?
Snakes on a Plane.
Yeah. Worst thing ever. And what
really trips me up is I know I'm pretty damn good at this particular act. Needless
to say, I'm glad he's my ex.
About Karina Halle:
With her USA Today Bestselling The
Artists Trilogy published by Grand Central Publishing, numerous
foreign publication deals, and self-publishing success with her Experiment
in Terror series, Vancouver-born Karina Halle is a true example of the term
“Hybrid Author.” Though her books showcase her love of all things dark, sexy
and edgy, she’s a closet romantic at heart and strives to give her characters
a HEA…whenever possible.
Karina holds a screenwriting degree
from Vancouver Film School and a Bachelor of Journalism from TRU.
Her travel writing, music reviews/interviews and photography have appeared
in publications such as Consequence of Sound, Mxdwn and GoNomad Travel
Guides. She currently lives on an island on the coast of British Columbia
where she’s preparing for the zombie apocalypse with her fiance and rescue pup.
Karina is represented by Scott Waxman
of the Waxman Leavell Literary Agency
Links:
Courtney Cole
I had just moved to Indiana and I was
staying with my parents while I found the perfect place of my own. During
this time, I was set up with someone. We emailed back and forth, I
thought he was hilarious, so we met for our first date. It went
awesomely, so the following weekend, he picked me up at my parents’ house.
My parents weren't home, and I wasn't
quite ready yet, so he waited for me in the living room alone. Or so I
thought.
When I walked out there, my dad's dog
was chewing on something next to my date's chair. My date could barely
keep a straight face as he told me that the dog seemed to have something of
mine. Puzzled, I bent over to look- only to find that it was my...er...
"female toy." *dies*
I scrambled and said that it was my
mom's, to which my date raised an eyebrow. "Your mom, the preacher's
wife?" *dies again*
I was busted fair and square.
He was good natured about it, and
laughed and said it might be good that he saw it instead of my parents.
(True!!)
Some people might never have
recovered from something like that... But not us. We were married a
couple years later. :)
ABOUT
COURTNEY COLE:
Courtney Cole
is a novelist who would eat mythology for breakfast if she could. She has a
degree in Business, but has since discovered that corporate America is not
nearly as fun to live in as fictional worlds. She loves chocolate and roller
coasters and hates waiting and rude people.
Courtney lives
in quiet suburbia, close to Lake Michigan, with her real-life Prince Charming,
her ornery kids (there is a small chance that they get their orneriness from
their mother) and a small domestic zoo.
Links:
Do you have your own “hazardous" dating story? There is
still time to stop by and enter the giveaway for a chance to win signed copies
of the first three Hazards books and the possibility to have a character named
after you in a future Hazards book! http://www.alyssaroseivy.com/blog/2014/7/28/the-hazards-of
The Hazards of...
Hey everyone! Thank you so much for all of the support with The Hazards of Sex on the Beach release. I'm thrilled that so many of you enjoyed Cara and Chase's story! I've been getting a lot of questions of whether there's more to come in the Hazards series, and the answer is YES! This November I'll be releasing my first ever Holiday Romance, The Hazards of Mistletoe. Next up in the series will be Jade's book, releasing in early 2015. Her book is called The Hazards of Sleeping with a Friend, so I'll let you draw your own conclusion on who the hero is ;)
One of my favorite parts of writing this series is coming up with new "hazards" to write about. Most of us have encountered "hazards" in our own lives, and I'd love to know what yours are. And if you haven't had any, what would be some that you'd absolutely love to read about? Comment with your experiences or ideas and your email address for a chance to win signed copies of the first three Hazards books. Plus, if I decide to use your suggestion for the title of a book I'll name a character in that book after you!
*Giveaway open through August 18th at 11:00 PM EST*
Want even more Hazards? Over the next few weeks, fourteen amazing romance authors will be stopping by to share their awkward or "hazardous" dating stories!
July 31st:
Rachel Van Dyken, Karina Halle, Courtney Cole
August 4th
Addison Moore, Jennifer Probst
August 7th
Rachel Harris, K.A. Tucker, Heidi McLaughlin
August 13th
Gennifer Albin, Melody Anne, L.P. Dover
August 15th
J. Kenner, Carly Phillips, Caisey Quinn