Sunday, 26 February 2012

Contest with author, Jamallah Bergman...

Today is an exciting day! I have with me wordsmith, Jamallah Bergman. She is a talented romance author who knows how to spin a yarn evoking emotions deep inside. Her stories come from the heart with with a glimpse of her own personal experiences peppered through her stories. THE LADY OF GLADSTONE MANOR is her second release and definitely not her last! So, stick around, read a little about Jamallah, her lastest release, and then a contest! Take it away, my dear....


For anybody who knows me, I was born to tell a tale or two and when it comes to writing I can express myself in a way that not a lot of people would think that I would do. Most of my stories deal with emotions that I put so much from my life experiences and experiences that I have yet to have and would love to have done. I think that’s why a lot of us read about romance and erotica, we go into a point in the character’s time and we sit back and watch what unfolds.

My story “The Lady of Gladstone Manor” deals with characters that are near and dear to me, especially that of the heroine Brooke Langley. Brooke and I are one in the same, we both have been dealt with something in our lives that seems to have held us back but slowly and surely we are trying to overcome. Taking baby steps is always good and that’s what Brooke has done for herself in my story. I kind of made this story in the fashion of the old fairy tale “Beauty and the Beast” where the ‘beast’ of the story is normally that of the man, in my story however, the ‘beast’ is the woman. I know that whoever reads the pages of my story, will get the
a sense of what it’s like to overcome your insecurities to come out on top in life as well as finding true
love in the most unexpected places.


Jackson Belle, the son of a prominent family of landscapers and architects whose work has been
the “Showcase of the South”, goes to take what he thinks is a routine job for his father who is soon in
bed after a fall. He soon finds himself going to Gladstone Manor, a home well known in town as a house
that once would host grand balls and parties for the town. But is nothing more than a shell of its former
glorious self. Soon Jackson finds himself diving deep within the mystery of Gladstone Manor and its
owner Brooke Langley.

Brooke Langley’s life at Gladstone Manor at one time was wonderful and she enjoyed the many
memories she had as a child, watching the many people coming to the parties and balls that her
parents would give. But a tragic accident leaves Brooke in seclusion, afraid of what the world outside
of the Manor would think of her now. It isn’t until Jackson Belle comes into her life and shows her that
someone does care that slowly starts to come out to the world and soon finds true love as well.


Once he took another shower, dried off and got some pajama pants, Jackson called his mom back.

“Did you have a good shower?”

“Yeah, it kind of cleared my head a bit, I guess. Well, where do I begin?”

“Where all good things do my dear, at the beginning,” his mom told him with a chuckle and he did the
same. “Now tell me what’s on your mind.”

“I was taking Brooke home, she thanked me for bringing her to the house and I told her something. I

don’t quite remember what it was about. But it was when we got to the Manor and I was about to say
goodnight, she kissed me on the cheek,” Jackson said as he felt himself blushing about the experience
once more.

“And what did you do after that?”

“I didn’t get the chance to do anything, she hightailed it inside the house. But I don’t know Momma. I’ve
never felt like that before in my entire life. And ever since then I’ve been fussing with myself about this
kiss. It was a simple kiss for Christ’s sake Momma, why in the hell am I thinking about it more?”

“I think you like her more than you really know Jackson, I think you love her.”


“There is no way I can be in love with Brooke, what makes you think that Momma?”

“I saw how you looked at her during dinner and how she looked at you as well. I can tell when two
people are in love. I mean you obviously have been together basically every other day or so since the
beginning of this job and you are the first person besides the help that has treated her like a human
being and not a freak. It’s been something she’s been wanting for a very long time, you just happen to
be the one. Just keep being her friend, sweetheart. I think you’ll know when the right moment is for you
to tell her how you really feel,” Nancy assured him.

They continued to talk some more until she told him goodnight and got off the phone. He sat there for a
moment and thought to himself, Maybe I am in love with her.

IFONLY YOU KNEW is Jamallah's first release. Both her ebooks are available now.

** CONTEST ** - For one lucky commentator, Jamallah will be giving away a PDF copy of BOTH of her ebooks. All you have to do is leave your name, email address, and why you love romance stories (erotic and non-erotic). She will be announcing the winner sometime on Thursday on this blog and contacting them privately with the prizes. Good Luck everyone!!

Well, thank you so much for being on my blog today, Jamallah. As always, it's such a pleasure to have you here with me. I wish you all best in everything you do...HUGGLES!!!

Saturday, 11 February 2012

With Love Valentine's Day Blog Hop - February 11th - 14th


Today, I'm going to be giving away a PDF copy of my ebook, The Portal, and a $10 gift card to Amazon to one lucky commenter.

Once you've enter the contest below, go to the link to see other wonderful authors having contests of their own:

Here's a little blurb and excerpt from my Cougar/Fantasy Erotic Romance:


Cole Evans has been in love with Gianna Thomas from the first moment he laid eyes on her when he was a student at the University. He pursued her relentlessly, but Gianna would not date him because of their ten year age difference. She broke his heart when she pushed him away for good, afraid to be known as a Cougar. Five years later, Cole is now twenty-nine years old and is ready to fight for Gianna. Before he does, he takes one more trip through the portal he created into the alternate universe he has stumbled across. He has been chosen as a guard for the ruling queen of this world and is shocked when he sees that one of the prisoners is Gianna. He needs to get her out of this place, away from the hungry gaze of the queen and into his arms once and for all.


The queen walked up to the row of women and looked them up and down one by one. Gianna was about to say something to the queen as she stepped in front of her but decided it would be best to keep her mouth shut for now. You need to be an observer for now. Don’t open your mouth or draw attention to yourself in any way. Gianna told herself over and over. She was never known for holding her tongue at the best of times, so she was trying extremely hard to do so. She was still confused about where she was, but the answers she needed would come in time—she hoped.
Once the queen looked at each of the women, she walked to her throne and regally sat down. She snapped her fingers, and the guards moved into action. Every woman had a guard grab her arms from behind and hold her firmly in place. Then five different guards walked to the front of each of the five women with a knife in their hands. Their tops were gently cut open and their bras sliced apart in the front, exposing their breasts. The guards, who had just cut the tops and bras, placed their knives back in the sheaths attached to their belts. They then stepped out of the way for the queen’s viewing.
Gianna was horrified. None of the other women fought back or said anything. She wanted to scream and tried to pull her arms out of the hold the guard had on her from behind, but to no avail. He was far too strong for her. She was so embarrassed by her nakedness to a room full of people. She turned her head back and forth to see if the other women were protesting, but none of them moved or made a sound. She didn’t know what to do, so she decided she would hold her tongue just a little longer.
 The queen sat quietly for a moment staring at the women. No one made a sound while the queen deliberated. She then spoke three words, “Three and five.”
The guards pushed Gianna, who assumed she was number three, and the woman who was standing in the fifth position, forward. The rest of the women were led out of the room by the guards that were still holding them.
The guards then looked back to the queen for guidance. She blatantly stared at Gianna’s breasts and then to the other woman’s breasts.
The queen spoke again. “Make them hard.”
Two guards stepped forward, one in front of each of the two remaining women, and started stroking their nipples. Gianna was even more horrified than she had been when her top and bra were cut open. She stared to struggle, but the guard behind her held on tight. She kicked his lower leg with her high heels, but ended up striking his calf-high leather boots. Two other guards quickly stepped forward and grabbed her legs, pinning them down on the ground so she couldn’t kick. The guard standing before her resumed stroking her nipples.
He rolled her nipples between his fingers, and as they grew in length, he pinched and stroked them till they were hard and extremely erect. He seemed to be enjoying the task he had been commanded to do.
Gianna was devastated by what was happening to her, but even more upset because her body was enjoying this guard’s touch. She could feel it all the way to her core. Her pussy throbbed with every one of his tugs and twists on her nipples. She tried to look him in the eyes, but his visor covered them. She could see part of his face, but not much. His mouth looked familiar, the shape of his full lips looked sexy and inviting. She had let down her guard and was enjoying his electric touch.
The queen interrupted her now-blissful state. “Enough. Step back.”
Gianna almost thought she saw a look of disappointment on what she could see of the guard’s face as he released her nipples and stepped out of the way of the queen’s view.
The queen stood up and stepped down from her throne. She walked up to the two women and stared at their breasts. One by one she ogled the women and then finally stood in front of Gianna. She flicked her elongated nipples, first one and then the other. She turned and walked away through the hidden door in the wall.
The guards knew which one of the women the queen had chosen. The one holding  Gianna passed her to the guard, who had stroked her nipples only moments ago and said, “The queen has made her choice. Take her to the bathing room so she can be prepared for tonight.”

**CONTEST** I want to hear about your romantic Valentine's Day events. From the simplest things like waking up to a rose on your pillow (awwww) to wedding proposals (wow!!). I love romance and I want to hear about your stories. Leave you story, name, and email address and you'll be entered into my contest. I'll pick at winner at random at the end of the blog hop, announce the winner on my blog, and contact them privately.

Go luck and keep the stories coming!!! HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!