Another new cover for an old favorite.
Thursday, December 1st, 2011 2 Comments »

Last week I received another surprise when a copy of Simply Sexual translated into Portuguese arrived in the mail, complete with an eye mask, a ribbon closure, a beautiful cover and a bookmark.
The new name is Escravos do Amor. I must admit, I did puzzle over it for a while because there’s already a Spanish edition and I wasn’t sure what this one was! A quick email to Kensington confirmed that it was from Portugal proper as opposed to South America. I love the fact that they took a small detail from the plot, the pearls and used it on the cover!

I love getting these books!

Welcome a fellow Brit, Nell Dixon :)
Thursday, October 6th, 2011 8 Comments »

When Nell mentioned she had written a book with a heroine called Kate who is renovating an old cottage and meets a ghost from the English Civil War era, I knew she was actually writing about me-I mean I knew I had to read the book!

Here’s the details:
Enjoy! I know I will. :)

Overworked, over budget and just so not over him! Kate would like an engagement ring from Steve but instead he’s lumbered them with a thirteenth renovation project, and doing up Myrtle Cottage disturbs a ghost from the English Civil War who has romance troubles of her own.

And here’s a little excerpt:

A movement in the undergrowth outside caught my eye and the sight of my cat, Mr Flibble making his way through the long grass towards the orchard at the side of the house bought a smile to my face. Mr Flibble was the one good thing that had come out of my seven-year relationship with Steve. Seven years, thirteen houses and all I had to show for it was a broken heart, a half-ruined house and a one-eyed cat I’d rescued from a dumpster.

A theatrical cough from the direction of the kitchen door alerted me to Steve’s presence in the kitchen.

I didn’t bother turning round. “Is there any hot water left?”

“The tank’ll fill up if you give it half an hour.” Steve sauntered past me crossing the neutral zone to reach his red-labelled cupboard. His hair was still wet from the bath and he hadn’t bothered to dress before coming downstairs. Instead he had wrapped one of the dark blue bath towels that my mother had given us as a gift two Christmases ago around his waist.

“You could get dressed before you come down here.” As soon as the words were out of my mouth I wished I could take them back. It was pointless saying anything like that to Steve. He’d do it all the more if he thought it would annoy me.

Back in his boy band days I would have found seeing Steve half-naked sexy, and we would have made love amongst the dust and debris of the kitchen. Thousands of screaming teenage Danger Line fans would have killed to take my place. Now having him roam around clad in only a towel was just one more of his annoying habits.

© Nell Dixon

And here are the buy links.
Amazon UK

and amazon U.S.

I’ll give away a copy to one lucky commenter below!!!

Covers for the Japanese versions of Simply Sexual and Simply Sinfful
Friday, September 30th, 2011 2 Comments »

Thanks go to my awesome web mistress, Frauke at Croco Designs and to Nadia Lee for the translations.

Aren’t they awesome?

Translation: Haitoku no lesson/immorality’s lesson, or immoral lesson.
Keito piaasu

Translation: Haikotu no angeru, immorality’s angel or immoral angel.

Great tiles! can’t wait to see them.

Raw Desire is out!
Thursday, September 1st, 2011 3 Comments »

Got a nice surprise from coffee time romance reviews today :)

They picked Raw Desire as one of their favorite books this month!
Considering writing the thing nearly killed me, this makes me very happy indeed :)

The whole review is posted a couple of posts below this if you want to take a peek.

There’s another review up here as well.

And if you want to win a copy?
comment below by next Sunday or visit here

Help me choose a new author photo :)
Thursday, August 11th, 2011 32 Comments »

While I was at the Romance Writers of America conference in New York, the very talented Jax Cassidy of Jaxadora Designs took some new author photos for me. I’ve picked a few that I liked and I’m wondering if any of you have a preference?
Note, these are what Jax calls Raw images because she swears she can make me look much better than this with the magic of photoshop. :) And I believe her.







I know, its scary isn’t it?
I like the one when I’m smiling in the sun by the green leaves and although it is a bit bright, apparently that can be fixed, :) Also the image will be cropped closer in like the first one I must admit I made a terrible model, no amount of watching Tyra on ANTM and smizing seemed to work!

But, more importantly, what do you think?

First review for Raw Desire :)
Monday, August 8th, 2011 2 Comments »

It’s a good one :)
I’m not going to mention the one from RT which wasn’t quite as good :)

ISBN: (10)0758241402/ (13)9780758241405
September 2011
Aphrodisia, an imprint of Kensington Publishing Corp.
$14.00-USA/ $16.95-CAN
304 Pages
Erotic Romance; Contemporary
Rating: 5 Cups

Abby Kendal loved Rob Ward with all of her heart. But when he pushed her to far too fast, she ran to his best friend Jackson.

Rob was furious, broken-hearted, and turned on when he found his fiancé in bed with his best friend. Telling her to leave had her running out of town as soon as her bags were packed.

Jackson Smith knew sleeping with Abby was not the smartest idea he has ever had. But he loved her almost as much as he loved Rob.

It has been years since Abby left, but now that her mother has passed away she is back to get her old house in order. Rob does not realize how angry he is at Abby until the surge of desire he feels for his ex is mixed with a ton of past anger. Somehow, Abby and Rob find themselves in bed together once again and it is hotter than when they were young lovers. When Jackson is thrown into the mix, making them a threesome, their sheets go from steamy to scorching. But someone in the quiet little town does not want Abby there, and will go to any length to make sure she leaves before she finds out what really happened to the young girl that died on the same night that Abby left town years ago.

Raw Desire is a fitting title for this novel as it explains to the fullest how erotically charged this book is. Kate Pearce has written a story that is filled with past angst, present danger, so much passion it practically pours from the pages, and enough complications to keep the reader watching the twists and turns of the three main characters’ lives as they struggle to figure out where they fit in their unique relationship. When you add in the oh-so-sensual scenes of Rob and Jackson, the pages go from scorching to bursting into flames and I swear I could almost feel my fingertips being singed as I read the enticing scenes. As the passion, complexities, and suspense builds you can feel the tension building until it finally snaps and leaves you reeling. Reading a Kate Pearce novel is like having an all night sex marathon followed by eating a piece of decadent chocolate.

Reviewer for Coffee Time Romance & More

What do Meg Cabot, Diana Gabaldon and I have in common?
Friday, July 22nd, 2011 Leave a Comment »

…apart from all having dark hair and write books?
Well, we were all in New York this month at the Romance Writers of America’s annual conference, and we were all interviewed by Barbara Vey on her Drive By Video blog from Publisher’s Weekly.
So, if you’ve ever wondered what I look like and sound like-here’s your chance to find out, :)

How to make a pretty part 2 :)
Friday, April 22nd, 2011 8 Comments »

Are you all ready for part 2?

1. So here are all the little drawers that go in the front of the box all pasted on and with a top coat of glue to hold them firmly in place.

2. Next seal/glue the bottom of the box about three coats is best.

3. A completed side, glued into place and with at least 3 coats of sealing glue to smooth out the rough parts. How much glue you use to seal the box depends on the thickness of the paper you used. its almost impossible to get the whole surface exactly the same and sometimes when you use a wallpaper border like this, you get a nice 3-D effect instead.

4. This is actually the top of the box laid on its side, so that you can see the details. When picking paper, look for something that has a lot of usable images both large and small.

5. Here’s the front-the lines aren’t completely straight but that’s because its home made LOL and its a bit busy and crazy because that’s how I like it. :) Using those big strips of border paper on the edges covers up the nails as well.

6. Ta-da! The view from the side-sorry about the glare.

And that’s how you do it-easy eh? I hope they like it. :)

How to make a pretty :)
Thursday, April 21st, 2011 Leave a Comment »

I’ve always loved to do crafty things and my favorite, because I’m not that great an artist but I’m a whizz with a pair of scissors, some paint and a pot of glue is decoupage. which basically means ‘adult cutting sticking and licking’
So here’s how I made this box for an upcoming baby shower. :)

1. Here’s the box in its flat pack state straight from IKEA. I got Mr KP to put it together for me and then I sanded it down to make it all smooth and easy to paint.

2. Here’s the wallpaper border I’m going to be using and the cherry red acrylic paint that will go on as the base coat of the box.

3. The red paint goes onto the wood. I usually do about 3 coats.

4. I use 2 different brushes, one for the edges and one for the bigger sides. I use the same brushes to glue and to paint for continuity of brush strokes. I also use a piece of damp natural sponge to add a top coat to break up the base. It makes it easier to add the cut out images.

5. Here’s what the surface looks like when I’ve added the sponge paint effect.

6. Now I’m going to cut out as many bits as I can from the wallpaper border and play with them on the surfaces of the box and the drawers until I get an effect that I like.

More tomorrow!!

Please welcome Eden Bradley/Eve Berlin, my guest blogger today :)
Tuesday, March 15th, 2011 11 Comments »

I’m so thrilled to be here with the fabulous Kate Pearce, an author I admire and adore! Today I’m here to celebrate a very exciting event-the release of Book Three in my Midnight Playground series. Why so exciting, you may ask? Well, my vampires always excite me-and yes, I *do* mean it like that! There’s nothing sexier than the seductive mystery of the vampire, which is why I love writing this series so much. And one of my favorite vampires, Ever, makes a big appearance in this book. *girlish sigh*

But this book is not entirely my darling Ever’s story (his comes in Book Four, EVERSONG). This book is the story of Calam, who made an appearance in Book Two, BLOODSONG. There was something about this strong Scotsman that captured my heart-and my desire!-even though his part in BLOODSONG was brief. And the perfect counterpart for him seemed to be the cool, contained Ilana, the friend of my heroine Nissa in Book One, THE SEEKING KISS. This story has a little twist that makes it a bit different from the other books in this series, but telling would be giving away too much! But I will tell you that a pair of hot vampires make their debut in THE TURNING KISS. Konstantine and Luka are from the Moscow Midnight Playground vampire sex club, newly arrived in London. This dark and sensual pair tempt Calam and Ilana, and are the catalysts that bring them together. Here’s a little peek:

They have nothing to lose…except the one gift they never expected to find.

Midnight Playground, Book 3
Ilana escaped a life of sex slavery, using her extraordinary beauty to survive among the few remaining wealthy humans in London. But she has higher aspirations. For two years she has haunted the BDSM dungeons of the Midnight Playground, hungering for The Turning Kiss—that deep drink that will make her one of them. An immortal vampire.

Turned out onto the streets of Edinburgh as a child, Calam’s tortured path led him to a job at the club, where he also engages in exotic and dangerous sex play with its clientele. Craving, like Ilana, the eternal escape of the Turning Kiss.

Ilana is undeniably drawn to the beautiful Scotsman, but she has no time to waste; the club takes no one over thirty. When a sinfully compelling vampire pair brings them together for an unusual foursome, she and Calam are shocked to discover it isn’t the vampires they crave, it’s the tenderness and emotion they feel for each other.

After years of seeking to feel something, anything, other than the pain of the past, the ultimate gift is within Ilana’s reach. Yet the cost—leaving her heart behind with a mortal—could be more than she can bear.


She looked away, scanning the crowd. It was packed tonight. A few of the vampires had moved onto the dance floor. They were more than merely beautiful. Graceful beyond any human capacity. And among them were a pair she hadn’t seen before.

Two males, stunning, as the vampires always were. They were dressed alike in black leather pants and no shirts, both of them tall. One with a short crop of spiky brown hair and a tight, muscular body, porcelain pale skin. The other with a leaner build, his black hair hanging in a thick braid down his back. His face was exotic, his skin a shining gold, as if he were nearly exoskeletal, made of polished metal. They moved together, their bodies in perfect synchronicity. As she watched, they surged closer, until the short-haired one was straddling the thigh of the leaner one.

Need shimmered over her skin like a wave of heat as she watched them dance. They were exciting. Exquisite.
The short–haired vampire raised his gaze and gestured with his hand. It took her a moment to realize he was motioning to her. She took a breath, stood and joined them on the dance floor.

She felt the stinging warmth of their bodies close in around her as she moved with them, one on either side, hips and shoulders barely grazing her skin, in time with the music. Then a hard pair of hands smoothing over her shoulders. Desire was an instant, steady pulse beat between her thighs.

The one with the long braid, moving behind her, whispered in her ear, “I am Luka.”

“And I am Konstantine. You are Ilana, yes?” He spoke with a Russian accent, softened with time. She could feel the weight of his years as he stood before her, gazing into her face. She knew he was very old, older than the other one, Luka, by several centuries. “We have heard of you from some of the others. You are as enchanting as they said. And you smell luscious.” His voice was a low purr. “Human, yet something else…”

Luka leaned in, until she could feel his breath against her ear. “Yes. She smells like smoke. Like incense.” His accent was the same as Konstantine’s, perhaps a bit heavier, lyrical, with an exotic edge she couldn’t identify. “Like flowers.”

“And sex,” Konstantine added, smiling.

His eyeteeth gleamed in the pulsing lights, razor sharp and beautiful. She could see now his face was harsh featured, rugged, all hard edges and square lines. But gorgeous. His eyes were a deep, liquid brown, like two pieces of gleaming glass. His mouth was full and red, as if he’d recently drunk.

He took one of her hands, brought it to his lips, scraping his teeth across her knuckles. A wave of need rolled through her, staggering her. She swayed against Luka and he held her close, his hands closing around her waist. He had long, tapered fingers, the hands of a musician. She wanted to see him, to turn around, but she didn’t dare. And she was too stunned by them both, by the sensations already spearing into her sex, simply having them this close. In fact, she was soaking wet. Ready. For anything.

So ready she was surprised when she found herself distracted by the Scotsman stepping onto the dance floor with another vampire, a petite female with a lush, rounded figure, radiant ebony skin and curling dark hair. The vampire pulled him down for a brief kiss, and she felt a strange sensation in her chest. Envy? How could that be? He was merely human. And here she was with two vampires, both beautiful, exotic, and shining with that immortal light.

Luka’s hands moved down, his fingertips brushing the edge of her the low-slung skirt, and pleasure was like a knife, cutting into her, just as their teeth would later, if she were lucky enough.

“We offer you an invitation,” Konstantine said, still smiling. He reached out and ran one finger along her jaw. She trembled with need.

Yes, must have him. Must have them both.

“We want you with us this evening,” Luka whispered from behind her. Then he turned her in his arms.

His face was smooth, pretty almost. So different from Konstantine’s. A little androgynous. But every bit as beautiful. Incandescent. His eyes were a glowing hazel, silver and bronze and dusted with gold. His black hair was like liquid jet, dark and shining like a raven’s feathers. But with that hard gleam of the vampires.

Her breasts ached.

Yes…be with them…

“Come with us, Ilana.”

She nodded.

As they took her hands and led her from the dance floor, she couldn’t help but notice the redheaded Scotsman once more, her heart giving a sharp thud.

Whatever was wrong with her? She had exactly what she wanted. Or the beginning of it, at least. Perhaps these two vampires would be the ones to offer her the ultimate gift. And in any case, they were offering her an evening of sex—the most amazing, mind-blowing sex any human could ask for.

She wanted it. Needed it. Her body hummed with that need, a stark desire so pure and strong, she was dizzy with it.

So what was it about that man?

He was human. Nothing more. She could put him out of her mind and focus on the pair of exquisite creatures who were leading her up the grand marble staircase to the private rooms upstairs.

She burned with need. For Luka, Konstantine. And some part of her she wanted to deny, but couldn’t, for that beautiful Scotsman with the charming dimple and the enormous muscles, who was in the arms of another vampire downstairs.

A blog day is so much more fun when there’s a chance to win some goodies, so today I’ll give one reader a copy of Book One in this series, THE SEEKING KISS! This is what you have to do to enter: Visit my website to find the names of any two of my heroes from any of my books other than THE TURNING KISS (since the info is already here-can’t make it too easy-lol!). The names can be from one book, since I write a lot of ménage and more, or it can be heroes from two different books-take your time and browse around to find your favorites. Then comment here to be entered to win. To earn an extra entry, come on over to my Smutketeers Yahoo group and join, then let me know in your comment. I’ll choose a winner tomorrow night and announce it here.

If you haven’t checked out my group blog, The Smutketeers, you should drop by! I blog there with my fellow smutty authors R.G. Alexander, Crystal Jordan, Karen Erickson and Lilli Feisty-and between the blog and the Yahoo group, it’s about as much good, clean fun as you can have with your clothes on! Here’s the link to the Yahoo group: and here’s the link to the blog: Ooh-I almost forgot my website: And for those of you who didn’t know, I also write as Eve Berlin-very romantic and erotic BDSM books for Berkley Heat. You can find my Eve books at

Okay-enough website links! Thanks so much to my dear Kate for having me today. I hope to see everyone soon, online or in person at any of my upcoming events, including the exciting RT Booklovers Convention coming up in April in Los Angeles!

Eden : )