Today, I’m thrilled to host the awesome, Brandy Golden! Brandy has stopped by to chat about her writing, and her latest hot new release…
Hi Brandy, what’s your favourite or most current book published, and why are you showcasing this book?
Most current book being published is Revenge of the Pirate Twins and it’s coming out April 6th. I’m not sure I could name a favourite book. I love the characters in all my books and each book has its own style. I love to imagine fun scenarios and then write about them. Most of my books focus around simple discipline and spanking for fun. Or couples new to the spanking lifestyle and domestic discipline. I like that ah factor, that sigh that comes after reading a fun romp that makes you laugh, cry, and then sigh and wish it was longer. I hope I achieve that in all my stories.
Tell us something interesting about your writing career?
Something interesting. Well, I guess you say I didn’t start with the intention of being a writer. When I found out there were other people out there that enjoyed playing with spanking, I joined a few groups and saw people posting their stories. So I wrote my first ever novella entitled Red Hawaii. I was approached by blushing books to write for them and so it began. I found I loved it and the ideas were endless. In spite of a few ups and downs, it’s been a lot of fun.
How often and how much do you write?
Not near as much as I’d like to. But I guess I average a couple of books a year, sometimes more, sometimes less. I like to take my time and make each story as unique as I can.
Tell us about yourself?
I am a sweet romance writer with a bit of the hot and spicy. I love to create wonderful fantasies with strong alpha males who love to take their women in hand and love them like they’ve never been loved before! I write stories to lose yourself in and I hope you will love mine and come back for more. I work a full time job, live in the midwest with my family and love pictures and scrapbooking. I have five children, two of whom are married and between them I have six grandchildren. I live in the country and I love cowboy stories and I’ve written a few of those too. And of course, I’m an avid reader, especially stories with a lovely brat who gets her bottom warmed when it’s deserved.
You can find Brandy at the following locations:
Here’s a sexy snippet from Brandy’s new book, coming April 6th…
Frankie faced off with Jacques, her eye’s turning deep blue. She was totally unprepared for the jolt that raced through her body, a sizzling flash of awareness of him as a man. Was it was a raw physical attraction? Instant lust? Her breath came in a ragged gasp, and she fought the sensation of melting in that hot dark gaze. “Arm yourself,” she commanded belligerently.
Jacques stood at rest, his fingers curled around his sword. “To what purpose, ma petite? If you kill me, you won’t have the answers you seek. If I kill you, then I won’t have the pleasure of your sweet lips. They do so intrigue me.” He gave her a mocking grin and bowed slightly.
“It’s a pleasure you will never have,” bit out Frankie, further confused at her traitorous body’s reaction to this…pirate! How could she suddenly yearn to feel his sculpted body against hers, those lean fingers that curve the top of his sword, curve around her breast? His low sensual voice danced across her flesh and seeped into her pores, leaving her aching in places that had never throbbed before.
“Come to my ship tonight, ma petite. Have supper with me…and we will talk.”
“What makes you think I’d go to your ship alone?” replied Frankie scornfully.
“Oh, but you will, ma petite. Because I think you’ll want to hear what I have to say.”
“That remains to be seen,” she replied harshly, reluctantly sheathing her sword. There was nothing more to be gained with frontal confrontation, not with Macalister so bent on frustrating her and LaSalle refusing to arm himself.
“Be sure to wear a dress. I don’t like women in trousers,” he ordered softly.
“I don’t care what you like, I’ll dress as I please.” Frankie turned her back on him and walked away, her tempestuous emotions simmering below the surface.
Jacques gazed after her, tamping down the urge to stop her and teach her some respect. The cape billowed out behind her in the wind, and he could see her bottom outlined in the men’s trousers, briskly swaying from side to side. How he would love to strip those trousers off her and apply his hand to those saucy cheeks before…. Shaking his head, he pushed the errant thoughts aside.
Find out more at Brandy’s website!