Welcome Cris Anson!

Please welcome friend and fellow cougar - the lovely Cris Anson! Oh and I must take a moment or two to drool over this HAWT cover.

Top Pick from All Romance eBooks

By Cris Anson 

It’s no secret that writers write in a vacuum. Even if their office is just a corner of the dining room with kids underfoot and the TV blaring, they are surrounded by only their characters and the world they are creating. With critique partners it’s still a lonely occupation, day in and day out, to face the computer with our insecurities as well as our prose.

After a few months or a few years of writing, rewriting, polishing and editing, we send our baby off into the world. If we’re lucky, an editor likes it enough to offer a contract and we rejoice when it is released.

Then we wait. We wait for that first fan letter, that first review, that first royalty check. Because deep down, we worry that others won’t think it’s as good as we think it is. I was no different. My latest Ellora’s Cave release, Mercy and Redemption, was published on January 9 and up until today no one had written a review of it.

Yes, I know that it’s harder to get reviews now. When my first book, Dance of the Seven Veils, was published in January 2005, I had several 5-star reviews that first month and fifteen good ones within six months. Today there are dozens more publishers and huge numbers of authors writing erotic romance. I was a grain of sand on the Jersey shore and nobody was noticing my work any more. I was starting to get paranoid after almost three months without a word of feedback.

And then today happened. What a review! All Romance eBooks gave Mercy and Redemption a “TOP PICK” in their Wild Fire newsletter. Here’s part of what they said:

Mercy and Redemption, the second book in the Mercy series from the creative pen of Cris Anson, is a romantic and tangled plot that pulls the reader into the depth of the character's passion that tugs at the heart.  The touches of reincarnation and the idea that a love that strong between souls finding each other makes for an unbelievably gripping and clever storyline that charms…

The sparks fly and the sex scenes are absolutely smoking hot whether all together or when Mercy spends a little quality time in both Adam and Seth's bed rocking the sheets…

Mercy and Redemption is another perfect example of why author Cris Anson is on my auto-buy list.  I can't wait to see what's next for this exciting series.

This is the story:

While searching an old cemetery for likely gravestones to illustrate her colonial cookbook, Mercy Howe meets two hunks who are tracing their ancestry, and sparks fly. Literally. When Mercy casually touches Seth and Adam, her vividly erotic vision involving all three of them feels like a memory, not a dream, and awakens long-dormant sexual urges. Their kisses are achingly familiar, and she welcomes each in turn into her body. Then she spends a no-holds-barred weekend with both men in her bed and discovers an intimacy—and a past—that blows her mind. As memories resurface from three hundred years ago, Mercy will have to choose whether to relive the experiences from their joint past or forge a new bond with either Seth or Adam. Or both.

If you enjoy hot erotic romance with a touch of reincarnation, please check out Mercy and Redemption. This and all my other books are available at Ellora’s Cave, Amazon, All Romance eBooks, Barnes & Noble, and other digital publishers. You can read excerpts from all my books at Ellora’s Cave. And don’t miss my blog, Cris Anson’s Passions.

Ellora’s Cave – https://www.ellorascave.com/index.php/authors/index/author/slug/cris-anson/

Amazon author page – http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B0036LJT7A

B&N author page – http://productsearch.barnesandnoble.com/search/results.aspx?store=book&WRD="cris%20anson"

ARe - http://www.allromanceebooks.com/storeSearch.html?sortBy=bestSelling&searchBy=author&qString=cris+anson

Anson blog - http://crisansonspassions.blogspot.com/?zx=4857d73729f86c4f

Cris Anson - Cougar Challenge

And so the Challenge continues!!!!!! Today Cris Anson's book Adding Heat is available at Ellora's Cave. This is another Sizzling story and a must read. Check out this HOT book.

Blurb:

A story in the Cougar Challenge series.

Encouraged by friends she met at RomantiCon, widowed landscape contractor Giselle Sheridan decides she’s finally ready to take the cougar challenge and explore sex with a younger man. Except she’s too busy during planting season to go on the prowl.

CPA Conlan Trowbridge is battling the IRS deadline for his clients, but when Giselle saunters into his office with a tax question, all he can think of is sex. She’s all luscious curves and smoldering brown eyes, and he doesn’t care if she’s a dozen years older, she’s a wet dream come true.

Oh yeah, they’re both ready for some hot and heavy sex—in the tub, parking lots, their offices—anywhere and everywhere. But Giselle is afraid her age will eventually bother Con, and her longtime foreman also has designs on her, in more ways than one. When Giselle faces some hard decisions, will she ultimately be able to keep the heat?

An Excerpt From: ADDING HEAT
Copyright © CRIS ANSON, 2010
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
Could he be any more goody-goody than thinking a bicycle ride was an appropriate first date?
The dimple in his smile as he waved hello didn’t catch her interest this time. She was angry that she’d been hoodwinked. No, that wasn’t fair. It was her own fault she’d misunderstood.
But oh lord, when he walked to the back of the truck, her eyes popped at the finest, tightest, roundest ass she’d ever seen. Come to think of it, his thighs were more muscular than she’d imagined when she’d seen him in loose-fitting dress pants at the Senior Center.
And his belly. It was concave under the spandex. His clothes looked painted on, and every step showed the flex and flow of his muscles. Not an ounce of fat. Anywhere. She could just imagine the type of woman he probably dated. No way was she in anywhere near the shape of those twenty- and thirty-somethings with hard bodies and unlined skin who rode in biking marathons.
He looked like one of her employees, young and buff and…
She gulped. Was he actually being a tease? Or was she just acting like the dirty old lady Larry had accused her of being?
Larry. Good grief. She’d consciously avoided him, avoided the upcoming confrontation, since the other morning when they’d shared that unexpected kiss. She’d always considered Larry in the context of an employee, not a man, although he was tall and burly and masculine down to his big workboots. But his kiss was as manly as any she’d ever experienced. She’d probably be smart to consider dating Larry and leaving Con to the younglings.
“You might get a little warm and sweaty in those jeans,” Con said as he rolled out one of the bikes and leaned it against the porch railing. “And you might want to wear sneakers.”
Was this guy really a nerd? Or was this his way of trying to impress her?
Okay, she’d show him. Without a word she marched back upstairs and a few minutes later walked back out wearing a brand-new outfit she’d bought for wintertime exercise at a health club she never got around to joining—tight, mid-thigh, spandex workout shorts and sports bra that lifted her ample breasts and maximized her cleavage. The get-up showed a fair amount of skin between garments and she was gratified that his mouth actually dropped open as he rolled the second bike to a stop.
“Is this better?” she cooed. And smiled at the instant bulge his molded shorts couldn’t hide.
Instead of turning to hide his erection, as she’d expected a goody-goody to do, his eyes shot lightning bolts and he strode purposefully toward her.
“I‘ve wanted to do this since the moment I laid eyes on you,” he murmured as he cradled her head between his palms. His mouth touched hers and all hell broke loose inside her.
He shifted his stance, bringing her in closer contact with all his bumps and ridges. She found herself responding, not just to the feel of his lips, firm yet featherlight as they teased her mouth, but to the heady sense of being enveloped in a cocoon of testosterone as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Then he spun them around so her back was against the driver’s-side door and he sandwiched her between it and that hard, wiry body whose firm texture took her by surprise.
Oh God, it had been so long since a man had rubbed against her in such a sexual way. Her pussy tightened. Her nipples jumped to attention. Of their own volition, her arms encircled his waist and her hands began stroking that muscled back.
Suddenly it wasn’t enough. Something inside her reared up, something frustrated and hungry and ignored too long. Grabbing the stretchy fabric, she yanked his shirt from his waistband to feel smooth, warm skin, like silicone over iron. She wanted to lick him all over, wanted her naked body rubbing against his. She wanted to see, to taste the cock that was poking into her belly like a shovel handle.
Her mouth captured his tongue, sucked it in like a Popsicle. Her hands moved to map the curvature of his waist then delved upward to follow the ridges of his abs to search for those flat nipples she loved to scratch, like pushing buttons, to make a man jump to her beat.
“Giselle,” he murmured, wrenching his head back. “Stop.”
Somewhere amid all the jumbled emotions, her brain began functioning, then tossed out a bitter thought. He was calling a halt because he was embarrassed. She had to be a dozen years older than him. And yeah, he’d reacted to her blatant display of curves and skin, and she’d been thrilled that he seemed attracted to her, but now he’d come to his senses with a vengeance.
She went rigid against the truck, let her hands drop. Felt him step back and watched as he tucked in his shirt.
“I’m sorry,” she said through clenched teeth. “I didn’t mean to make you—”
“We have company.”
“Uncomfortable— What?”
“Someone’s coming down your driveway. See that plume of dust?”
“Dust?”
“Yeah. I wouldn’t want anyone to see you in a compromising position.”
With difficulty, Giselle focused on the approaching vehicle. A truck. A very familiar truck.