Thursday, July 18, 2013

Summer Sizzling Schedule


Hey Hey!!!  Just wanted to give you gals and guys a heads up in Hazel St James' world!  Justin Coale and I are busy touring the summer away and having a blast.  I am trying to spend as much time with my kids as possible before we start back up with the big travel plans, photo shoots and meet and greets.  So in the meantime.....I don't have a lot to report.  Working on "The One"....it is going to be a great story!! (Follow the workings on the book on facebook)  Working on the new website, which will be fully operational by August; it is up and running right now, but still bare bones until we finalize some things.  www.hazelstjames.com

In the meantime....here is a little bit of eye candy for you!!!!  These pictures are my story inspiration for "The One".  No clue on who they are....other than they are hot!!!





Sunday, June 16, 2013

First excerpt for "The One"

I have been frantically writing lately, and I wanted to share a bit of "The One" with you (unedited and subject to change).  This is a stand alone book that I will be releasing late in July or early August.  You can get all the dets from the facebook page, https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-One/150377368476764 This scene still makes me giggle as I read it again... Enjoy!

“Abby, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Jordan barked to her retreating form.
“Walking away, dickhead.  I’m sick and tired of being your human chew toy, and I’ll be damned if I’m gonna listen to your spout off your holy than though shit right now.  I need to cool off,” she shot back over her shoulder, and continued to stomp towards her cabin.
Jordan couldn’t help but chuckle loudly as he imagined the pout that little miss attitude had on her face right now as she stormed off.  The sound must have been loud enough for Abby to have heard it as well, for she immediately stopped and spun on her heel.
“What’s so funny, jackass?”
Jordan knew by continuing laughing at Abby’s expense without explanation, he was really going to rile her up, but there wasn’t any way he could stop himself at this point.  He leaned forward enough to steady himself on his knees as his body shook in a full belly laugh. 
Finally, he controlled himself enough to stand back up, and was met by a fierce glare from one very pissed off woman.  She had moved closer to him, had her arms crossed over her chest, pushing her full breasts up so that they were practically spilling out of the top of her tank top, making him practically pant at the golden mounds of flesh that were visible.  His eyes traveled lower to her ripped up jeans and her rapidly vibrating leg as she tapped her foot against the earth.
She unfurled her arms and slowly inched the rest of the way to him, leaving her eye brow spocked high into her hair line.  “Kindly tell me what is so funny?” she said in a syrupy voice that was loaded with hostility.
Jordan had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing again, and truthfully answered, “Just imaging the little crinkle in your nose as you threw that little hissy fit there, is all.”
Abby stopped, and her face fell.  She looked forlorn as she stood almost toe to toe with Jordan, and her moxy had slipped.  No longer there was the complete mask of fury that she held to so tightly; what was left made her look scared…tired…maybe even a bit vulnerable. 
The pair continued to stand there in silence and Jordan finally caved first.  “Abby, what is it sweetie?”
Abby lowered her head so her chin was practically tucked against her chest, and Jordan heard a soft sniffle before she quietly said, “That wasn’t a hissy fit.”
Jordan wasn’t sure if he’d heard her right, so he stepped the remaining foot between them to close the space and pulled off both his gloves.  Abby hadn’t made a single move as he did, leaving him no choice but to place his fingers underneath her chin and tip her face upwards.  “What was that?”
Abby’s eyes were glistening with unshed tears, and her expression was softer than her normal hard core glare that she gave everyone on the farm.  Jordan watched the emotions crossing her face, not sure if she was happy, sad, or angry.  But, he could see the changes morphing her.  Then, just as quickly, her stone face was back and she jerked her face from his fingers.  “I said…that wasn’t a hissy fit.  This,” she emphasized as she lifted her booted foot up and slammed the heel back down directly on top of Jordan’s work boots, “is a proper hissy fit.  Don’t be such an ass.  A simple please don’t do that works just as well as you barking orders all over the fucking place, Jordan.”
The pain wasn’t overwhelming bad, but yet it was enough to set Jordan’s blood boiling.  He could see that Abby was trying to make her escape back up the hill, thinking she had won this round.  Anger coursed through his veins, as well as a bit of fire lit up his groin; Abby was a handful, that was for sure, but damned if she didn’t set off every bit of need in his body.  He’d closed that part of himself off, but didn’t have a way to make it go away completely.  Especially as he watched Abby’s athletic legs and round derriere saunter away from him at break neck speed.  Still, she had thrown the first stone in this fight, and he knew exactly what to do to even things up.
Jordan took off on a run up the hill after her, stalking her as quietly as he could.  When he was within ten feet of her, the crunch of the dry earth under his boots gave him away and she turned in time to see him bearing down on her in a full on run.  Abby shrieked and tried to take off, but it was too late; Jordan’s long gate quickly reached her, and he scooped her up and tossed her over his shoulder. 
“Put me down you big ape!” Abby screamed as Jordan carried her to the side edge of the pen, heading directly for the large water tank he had just filled with fresh water that morning for the young stock.  It was large enough to water the entire herd for a full day, and was a good three foot deep.  It was also filled directly from the spring well on the back half of the farm, and the water was extremely cold.
Jordan was almost all the way over to the tank when Abby made another flail in his arms, and he almost dropped her off his shoulder.  Feeling a bit overzealous, he reached up with his free hand and swatted her behind.  Abby stilled long enough for Jordan to pull her down and into the cradle of his arms, but she had her eyes closed tightly, with her lips parted slightly.   Jordan didn’t hesitate in moving her over the cold water, and he realized that Abby must not know what was going on, because she hadn’t protested again. 
Finally, Jordan let go of his hold on Abby, and she fell into the icy water, gasping in shock.  She flung her wet hair back out of her face as she jetted back up from underneath the water and walked to the edge of the tank.  He stood to the side, laughing as she climbed out of the metal tank, dripping wet and her teeth clattering.  “You, jerk!”
Abby had a slight smirk on her face, and frankly, it scared Jordan…a little.  He completely expected full out Def Con Five after dousing her in the stock tank, and to see her slowly creeping towards him, fully dressed and sopping wet, he wasn’t sure what to think.  It was too late when he realized her plan.  She launched herself into his arms, plastering her body against his, wrapping her arms and legs around his frame as she used him as a human towel.  Abby was rubbing herself all over his body, obviously trying to get him as wet as possible. 
The effect it was having on Jordan, however, was anything other than what Abby wanted as his cock started swelling against his jeans and his thoughts turned to what this scene would be like if they both were completely naked and she was doing this.  Jordan wrapped his arms around her tightly, stilling her movements, “Don’t.  Please, don’t do that.”
Abby stopped, but didn’t relinquish her grip on his body.  She leaned back to look into Jordan’s face, and watched him for a moment, with a puzzled look.  To her credit, she let go of her hold enough so that she could slide down his body, but when her body passed over the top of the bulge in his pants, she gasped and practically fell the rest of the way to the ground.
“Abby, I’m sorry…”  She held up her hand stilling him, but gave him a stone cold stare. 
“You should be…for throwing me in the stock tank.  As for the rest…” her eyes fell back toward the ground, “I can’t…”
Jordan could feel the rejection in her voice, and didn’t want to hear anymore.  “It’s a body’s natural reaction, sweetie.  Doesn’t mean anything.”
Abby was quick to narrow her eyes on him, and spin on her heels and finish stomping back towards her cabin, this time with soggy clothes, boots and a flurry of colorful words as she did so.  Jordan’d had his fill of her mouth for one day, and let her go.


Tuesday, June 11, 2013

New Character Release for the Redemption Series

Well, I have heard all the questions and comments from my readers about Gabriel from "Fighting For You."  Yes, I fully intend to "flesh out" his character.  I actually already had a muse in mind already.  This lovely fella will be headlining his own book that will be released in early 2014, unnamed as of right now.  So without further ado...here is Alfie Gordillo aka Gabriel.  (Big thanks to Kris Adams for being the one that introduced me to this hottie!)





Monday, June 3, 2013

Fighting For You Muse Photos!

Hey Everybody!  Before you read "Fighting For You" tonight, check out the muse photos that I used as I wrote the story.  They were my inspiration as I wrote the story...









This is my Gabriel!!!! 

Fighting For You

Well, my lovelies, it is finally here.  
Yes, "Fighting For You" Book One in the "Redemption" series has been released!  





Friday, May 17, 2013

Saturday, May 4, 2013

"Be Your Everything" Final Teaser!

Last one until the book comes out!
This one is a full on hot scene, but it does say a lot about our hard-to-handle Becca!

Darrin’s piss poor attitude was already forming a cuss fest for the dumb fucker, when out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse at a pair of perfectly tanned legs in tiny jean shorts that was bending over at the waist to pick up something off the ground.  His breath got caught in his throat, when the edges of black and lacy fabric could be seen peeking out of the uber short denim cut offs, that held two perfect orbs of flesh that were practically begging for someone to grab on to.

When the woman stood up again, and her long dark hair fell back down her back, Darrin instantly knew who the ass belonged to.  And his irritation with the old codger that insisted on blackballing his kid brother as the pain in the ass that he really was, fell to the wayside.  In its place was a driving need to make sure that no other fucker could see his woman, scratch that, Becca’s backside.

It only took two long strides for Darrin to be beside the mischievous pixie, and for Darrin to practically drag Becca away from the crowd, and over to the makeshift fence.

“What the fuck are you doing, Darrin?” Becca hissed as she finally freed herself from his grasp, practically punching him as he arm recoiled.

“What the fuck, am I doing, Becca?  What the fuck are you doing showing the entire town your ass?  Your underwear hang out, your shorts are so…short!”

Becca crossed her arms over her chest, and proceeded to tap her foot against the cement.  She had closed her eyes and was slowly counting backwards.  “10…9…8…7…6…”

Darrin threw his hands up in the air as he exhaled, “What are you doing, Becca?”

She had gotten all the way to 1 by the time Darrin had asked the question, and Becca took a second to take a deep staggering breath before she answered, “I needed a minute to clear my head, before I strangled you, Darrin!”  Her nostrils were flaring out again, and wild fury lit up the edges of her brown eyes, making them look almost golden in the street light.  

Becca slapped her hands against her thighs and yelled, “Damn it!  10…9…8…7…6…”

This time, Darrin laughed, since he knew that she was trying to calm herself down again.  After she had finished for the second time, he just patiently waited for her to open her eyes and pin him with her intense stare again.  He was shocked when her eyes fluttered open, and she gave him a sarcastically sweet and utterly sickly smile instead.  “Shorts are meant to be just that, Darrin.  Short.  I didn’t know that I needed to clear my wardrobe with you before I was seen in public,” she told him with disdain written all over her face.  

Friday, May 3, 2013

"Fighting For You" Female Cover Model Reveal Contest

Thank you for stopping by to participate in the "Fighting For You" female cover model party!
If you don't know what I am talking about, go check out our facebook page, https://www.facebook.com/fightingforyou .  Like the page, check out the pictures,
and then come back to  play along!
So what we are going to do, is have you create a meme with something creative...
 Meme Creator (just a suggestion for a site!  Use whatever one you want!  I don't own this website!)

Using this picture:


Entries have to have "Fighting For You" in there somewhere.  The rest is completely up to you!

You have until 2 pm to send them to me at hazelstjames@gmail.com
The winning meme will be posted on the page, given credit for their work, as well as receiving a limited Justin Coale poster.

Get cracking!


Wednesday, April 24, 2013

"Be Your Everything" Teaser Number 2!


Thought I would do something different for this teaser!  I love this part!  Becca is extremely confident about herself, and she has a tendency to shock the hell out of our dear Darrin!  Here is a great example of her mouth!  (Teaser is Very Explicit, Proceed with Caution! Or for the seasoned erotic readers, just skip to the end for the best part!  LOL)



Becca’s stunned look morphed into a mega-watt smile.  “I would love to go camping.”  She jumped up and down on her heels as she clapped her hands in front of her.  “Can we go now?  Please, please, please?”

“Yes, Becca.  We can go tonight.  But, I mean honest to goodness camping, with a tent and a lighter.”

Becca practically squealed as she playfully gasped out, “We could be like that tv show where the former military hottie and his uber beautiful wife rough it in some extremely bad ass places.”      

Darrin laughed at her reference, and then he pinned her with a heated look as the brain in his pants thought about the two of them, completely alone all night on his private land.  He was seriously considering just bringing a tent, lighter, bottled water and a blanket, but then he thought about a few other things that he could use to get Becca’s carefree attitude back.

“Let me grab the razer two-seater, and we can load up a few things to take with us.  Can you watch the fire for me?  It should be done burning here in no time.  I can burn the bigger pile some other time.”

“Sure, Eros.  Can you pack a few chocolate bars for me?  I have an idea.”

Darrin handed her the rake and headed back to the toy shed.  “Sure.  You wanna make s’mores?  I think I have marshmallows and graham crackers, too.”

Becca was intently raking the rest of the leaves into the fire and wasn’t looking at him when she answered, “Ahhh, nah.  I was thinking about using them as a candy coating.”

“Ah, Becca…we’re gonna be out in the middle of the woods.  You’re not going to be able to do any cooking; certainly not make candy.”  By the time that Darrin finished his sentence, he had walked quite a ways away from the her and had to yell back across the yard.

After everything was loaded up, Becca had just finished burning the pile and was dumping a bucket of water onto the smoldering embers.  “You ready, Becca?”

“Yup, did you bring my chocolate?  Because I could really use a chocolate covered cock to suck on tonight.”

Darrin practically shivered at her words, but kept himself together long enough to reply.  “Come on, boo.  We need to spend some time out back in the woods.”

Friday, April 12, 2013

"Be Your Everything" Teaser

Thank you for getting us to our first 100 "like" milestone!  As promised...her is the teaser from Darrin's story, "Be Your Everything!"



“Becca, there is no way I’m gonna let you leave again a second time without getting to tell you something.”
She lifted her one eyebrow in a challenge, but didn’t move any closer to the door. Her posture was definitely hostile as she crossed her arms over her chest, pushing her well-endowed chest up even further. Darrin stifled a groan as he had to practically tear his eyes away from her ample cleavage. Her mocha eyes were narrowed dangerously, as if she was shooting daggers at him from deep within the sockets.
Darrin took up a defensive stance, feet shoulder-width apart, crossing his arms over his chest. Becca mimicked his posture and spocked her eyebrow almost to her hairline. She motioned with her hands that she was waiting, and then returned her arms to tightly covering her chest.
“I really pissed you off, didn’t I?” Darrin couldn’t help but grin as he asked the question, full well knowing the answer.
The raven-haired creature was obviously torqued off and her anger was aimed directly at him. She scoffed, “Was that what you wanted to tell me, dumbass? Because that was so not worth my time. I have half a mind…” Becca half-squealed instead of finishing the sentence, when Darrin surprised her by grabbing her around the waist, hoisting her up and onto the counter behind them.
Darrin stood in between her legs and slid her entire body towards him, so that her legs were resting on either side of his hips. He held either side of her face in his hands and decided that he didn’t want to fuck things up anymore with his piss poor language skills. There was one way that he could show Becca…the only way that he knew how to express his feelings.
Darrin pulled her face down towards him, brushing his lips against hers. Pulling back for a fraction of a second, he dove back in for another gentle peck. Her lips were soft and smooth, but Becca had yet to respond to him. Darrin pulled back far enough to gauge her body language; her eyes were closed, but the way her chest was heaving and the flush on her cheeks were giving her away. Damn, the little vixen was going to be stubborn.
Darrin snaked his hands around behind her to cup her ass and jerked her body forward until she was flush with him. Becca let out a soft moan as her eyelids fluttered open, looking at him with passion in her eyes. She had a tiny curl to her lips as she breathed in a gusty whisper, “I could be persuaded to continue listening to your arguments, Eros.”
Darrin brought out his panty-melting smile and with renewed urgency, he slammed their lips together. This time, Becca sensually moved against him as he parted her lips with the tip of his tongue, and delved inside. A staccato whimper resounded in her chest as they continued to flicker their tongues against each other in a sinuous dance.

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

"Fighting For You" Teaser


As promised, here is a little taste of the Tristan Hart (aka Justin Coale) story!  (Unedited version)



“Damn it, Tristan!  This isn’t what I signed up for!  I told you from day one that I don’t just fall over with my legs up in the air.  I have to know that you feel something in here,” Peyton gently laid her palm over his chest.  Time stood still as Tristan lowered his eyes to see where her palm was connected with the bare skin on his chest.  Clutching his eyes shut tight, he desperately tried to hold back the feelings that were trying to escape from the fortress deep within his soul.  He knew that he wasn’t good enough for Peyton.  There was no way that his battered mind, body and soul could handle the mental intimacy that she deserved…that she needed. 

Tristan watched as Peyton lifted her other hand to rest on the other side of his chest, and then she splayed her fingers across his flesh.  She took a deep breath, slowly letting it go, before she quietly continued, “I’m not saying that I won’t be with you unless you love me.  I’m not that na├»ve, Tristan.  Can you give me some indication that I mean more to you than one of the whores that you pick up from the bar?”

The word coming from Peyton’s mouth made him wince, as it was almost too painful to hear.  She had summarized with one word what Tristan had accomplished with the last five years of his life.  Never had he ever felt bad about being a love ‘em and leave ‘em kind of guy…until this very moment. 

Willing his body to move, Tristan carefully peeled his lids open, and focused on the sultry green eyes that were staring back at him.  Peyton was studying him carefully, waiting for him to answer.  There was a longing coming from those emerald green orbs, but it was mixed with something else.  Peyton was looking at Tristan with more than just a physically longing, but a mental longing, too.  She saw something in him that was worth all the pain, and the heartache that he was bound to give her. 

Peyton was seeing in him what no one else ever even dared to look for.  When she relaxed her shoulders and added a small smile to her lips, Tristan knew exactly what he was seeing in her eyes.  She was able to see the good in every person, and Tristan was no exception.  Deep in the dark recesses of his mind, he knew that he wanted to have more with Peyton, wanted to see that light in her eyes keep getting brighter. 

Tristan finally answered her question, “You will always mean more to me than anyone else ever has.  I gave up a long time ago on feeling anything other than lust.  But with you, I know that I want more.  But how much more…I honestly don’t know.   I can’t handle forever, Peyton.  Just say you’ll give me right now.”

Peyton closed her eyes, letting her smile spread all the way across her face, giving him all the answer that he needed.  She hadn’t moved her hands from where they lay on his chest, making it easy for Tristan to close the bit of space there was between them. As he pulled her in closer, Peyton’s hands inched up his neck and wove into his hair.  He could feel her hot breath as he leaned down to her lips.  He hesitated at the last second, and whispered, “I care about you more than I have about any other person on this entire earth.”

Tristan softly brushed his lips against Peyton’s at first, and then he deepened the kiss by tilting his head to the side, using his tongue to part her lips.  Peyton had untangled her hands from his hair, and instead was using her fingertips to stroke up and down his back. 

The slow and sensual kiss was quickly becoming a catalyst for all the sexual energy that the two of them had worked up over the last month.  Peyton released a soft moan that Tristan gladly drank from her mouth and then gave her lower lip a quick tug in between his teeth before he released her.  They both were panting, but Tristan didn’t want this simple intimacy to end; he had waited too long for this very moment when he would get to taste the sweetness that this goddess held.  

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Club Red Teaser

Thank you everyone that helped to get us over the 200 like mark on Facebook!  Ready for a Club Red teaser?  This is set in Sara and Chris' loft in Colorado, the first morning after they returned home from Wisconsin.  

Sara’s cheeks were ablaze when she looked down at herself, seeing that the thin cotton shirt did nothing to hide the fact that she was cold.  Very cold.  Her weather detectors were proudly pointing that out.  Plus, she did not have any panties on.  She could have been in a baby doll nightie and felt more covered than she did right now.

There was a mocha colored lambswool throw on the side of the couch, and Sara grabbed for it.  She had just gotten it wrapped around her shoulders when Chris pulled her into his arms.  “You shouldn’t be ashamed of your body, Sara.  You are a gorgeous woman, with the perfect amount of curves.”  He said those last words as he slipped his hands inside the blanket and lightly grabbed her sides before running his hands down to her hips, and then lifting the flimsy t-shirt as he ran his hands back up over her bare skin.

Sara whimpered as Chris lightly traced the seam of her lips with his tongue, giving him the opportunity to immediately slip his tongue inside.   His kiss was hard, but yet sensual and was setting her insides on fire. There wasn’t a second that he wasn’t in control of their passionate kiss, even though he was barely holding on to her waist.  Her body was so in tuned to him, that couldn’t help but go limp in his arms, letting him hold her.  Caress her.  Love her.  It was if they were made for each other; Sara never felt as complete as when Chris was controlling her.  He let go of her mouth to place kisses on her jaw line, and then nibbled on her ear.  He pulled on the lobe with his teeth until she hissed. 

“You are so responsive to anything I do to you, little one.  Your body submits to me, even from just this,” he brushed his lips across hers lightly again.  “Which is perfect since I plan on taking you to Club Red soon.”

Sara barely heard his words as her mind was a drift in a sea of pleasure that made her feel slightly tipsy, maybe even a little bit drunk.  Chris pulled back from their embrace, and Sara’s feet felt like they were weighed down with lead shoes, and she couldn’t make her legs support her.  Giggling, she reached over to the arm of the couch to steady herself.  With a smile on her face, she pulled the blanket in front of her, and sank down onto the couch.  She lay her head back, and pulled the soft blanket around her body.

Chris roused her when he started chuckling.  “You are amazing, Sara Lonneman,” he said as he sat down next to her on the couch, pulling her body over to his so that her head was now leaning against his shoulder.  “Just imagine what it will be like when you are able to completely let go and submit everything up here,” he said tapping her forehead with his finger, “and in here,” running his finger from her exposed knee up her thigh and resting it over the top of her t-shirt on her stomach. 

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Club Red Teaser!

Club Red is just about finished!  Phew!  This is a very detailed account into Sara and Chris' BDSM relationship.  You are going to love it!  I will be releasing an excerpt....BUT, you gotta help me out!  Let's get my fan page growing!  Puuhhlleeeaaassseee!  Can you help me get to 200?  Let's get there and I will post an excerpt.  If we can get to 250 by Sunday the 17th, I will add a $10 Amazon gift card to the pot!

Hazel St James Facebook Page

This is another one of the pictures that fits our Alpha Male, Chris Lake.  He has beefed up...very nicely, too!


Friday, March 8, 2013

Uber Sexy Fridays! Male Perfection...Justin Coale

Don't forget to check out tonight's Male Perfection segment with Justin Coale!  He gives us the low down on some rather personal views into his life!



Friday, March 1, 2013

Male Perfection!

It's Friday!  It's Friday!  Woot Woot!  Thank everything that is sacred...this week is finally over!  All right, ladies and gents.  Here it is!  Male Perfection with Shawn Labega!  


Thursday, February 28, 2013

Line-up Change!

Guess what?  Uber sexy Justin Coale is still busy answering his interview questions, and he is such a perfectionist, that he is not ready to share yet!  Awww, Justin.... As if he wasn't sweet enough!  I really love that guy!  ((dreamy sigh))
So!  We are doing a little line-up switch-a-roo.  Shawn Labega and I had a wonderful chat last week and I am going to stay up all night tonight to get his interview polished and beautiful for everyone!  5 pm CST, I will be posting it.  Can't wait!  
Shawn is insanely hot, and is ready for a little Friday Night Sizzle with everyone!


Monday, February 25, 2013

New Member to the Learning to Let Go Family!

Writing for "Club Red" has been absolutely wonderful today!  BUT, there is an absolutely divine character that decided to make an appearance in the story, and I just HAD to give him his own storyline in another book!  Please join me in welcoming Tristen Hart to the family!  He is in a class all by himself, as far as Alpha Males are concerned...complex, driven, powerful, caring.  Plus a few other traits that you are just going to have to wait to read about!
 
 
Thanks Justin Coale for being the muse for this project.  Justin is also the cover model for the same book, which will be the fifth in the "Learning to Let Go" series, release date is in July 2013!  Like what you see?  Like his facebook page!  Click here.
 

Friday, February 22, 2013

Friday's Are Full of Fun

I LOVE FRIDAYS!  Do you know why?  Well, we get to sit down and have a chat with another hottie that is "Male Perfection" and....and....and..."Club Red" cover reveal is this afternoon!  Oh, and of course, it is the week-end, too.  Can't forget to celebrate that!  3 PM CST, is the cover reveal.  5 PM CST, I will post the interview with the delicious Gary Taylor.  Then at 7 pm CST, there is a party in my living room...BYOW (wine for those of you who didn't know that I am a wine whore).  My preferred poison is Menage a Trois, or Ice Wine in case you need to know what type to bring!  Look, look - Gary's excited too!

Friday, February 15, 2013

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Release Day!

I Need You is live on Amazon!  Will be drawing a name for the Wet Panty Giveaway today at 5 pm.  Don't forget to enter! 

I Need You on Amazon

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Wet Panty Giveaway


 
The Wet Panty Giveaway
 
Join me and my friend Holly Roberts for the release of our books on Valentine’s Day. Each of us are giving away a $25 gift certificate to Amazon or B&N along with a copy of our latest book. It’s easy to win and YES, you can win twice. Leave a comment here after this post, and then go to Holly's blog and leave a comment there. Increase your chance to win by mentioning the giveaway on Twitter and/or Facebook.
 
Come on ladies and gentlemen, what’s better than wet panties when you’re reading some wonderfully good smut?
 
I Need You by Hazel St James

 
Sara Lonneman is home in Wisconsin and finds herself falling for Darrin, the protective, strong, ex-military man that has been her salvation for the last desolate year of her life.  Sara and Darrin have a pseudo relationship at best that leaves her realizing that Darrin might have more demons inside him then she can handle. 
Chris Lake, the dominant, head-strong, underground boxer, has come to find her in Wisconsin, after they only spent one night together in college, exploring a Dominant/submissive relationship.  He has changed a lot in the last year or so, making Sara question her sanity for participating in their passionate night in Colorado.
 Sara finds herself torn between the two men.  Ultimately, she has to choose between what is right for her, and what is right for her heart.

“I Need You” is the continuation of Sara’s story from my first book, “Just One Night,” and also from “Let Me Fly."
 
 
Bad Boy Dom by Holly Roberts
 
Blazing male eyes follow her every move, longing for the chance to dominate, while desiring the beautifully hot erotic shell god graced her with. They never look below the surface and into Angela’s scorched heart.
 
Rock-n-Roll superstar Krispin Righteous walked into Club El Diablo, looked around, and saw what every man fantasized about. His need to dominate, splintered by drugs and alcohol, re-emerged after rehab, and helped him gain undeniable strength. That strength focused on the broken little bird, begging for release from the cage of her memories. Guarded by a fierce she-cat Domme, Lydia is ready to scratch out the eyes of any man unwilling to take “No” for an answer.
 
Can two wounded warriors find love in each other arms? And, can the ultimate Bad Boy Dom win the girl?

Friday, February 8, 2013

Friday Night, Male Perfection!

We have launched the first installment of Male Perfection, where we spotlight an uber sexy, deliciously fine, super hot male.  Check out our hottie tonight! 

Sunday, February 3, 2013

Sara, Chris and Darrin's Story

Wondering when Sara is going to get her Happily Ever After?  We are 11 days away from publication of "I Need You".  I can honestly tell you that I have had some momentous ups and downs with this story.  I bawled hysterically last night as I was writing!  Aarggghhhh!  It was such a tortured scene!  Obviously, after saying that, Sara is going to pick one of the two handsome hotties.  But which one does she choose? 

There was an excerpt posted from the book around Christmas time that has been pulled from my blog and all my social media.  The scene was hindering the progress of the story, so it is no longer a part of the book.  :(  Don't worry, it's replacement is much hotter!

Want a little taste?  Sorry!  If I give in and post an excerpt, I will give away the storyline, no matter what little bit I let out. 

February 14th...it's not that far away!!!!

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Coming Soon!

Exciting news for you!

We are in full production mode now on a new feature for Friday Nights! 
Each week, we will be sampling a divine selection of the male physique.  Mmmm!  I have quite the group of sexy, muscular, fit, delicious...(focus, Hazel, focus) men just dying to meet you all!  I will be posting a deliciously informative interview with each of these hunks.  Oh God, my job is so hard!  ((sarcasm!))
Still working on the title....I keep coming back to "Hazel's Mighty Fine Men", but the hubs nixed that one.  It's a work in progress!  Our first hottie from heaven will be on February 8th!

Buhbye~
Hazel

Updated: February 3rd....Official title has been picked!  Male Perfection