Monday, December 31, 2012

Breaking and Entering

 

Queue the Mission Impossible music...That’s right I am breaking into Mia’s office. I know she is on vacation at Disney so I am safe as long as I can get past her menagerie of animals. I guess it is a good thing I brought doggy treats. I also have a can of tuna for Mittens. 

My camera is at the ready because Luna said if I don’t have pictures I can’t prove I did it. She is very bossy like that. The question is will I share details of what I find with you?????

Found the house. Thank you GPS gods. Look there are the dogs. They don’t look vicious but better safe than sorry. (Tosses out the treats) Okay now, it is safe for me to get out of the car. 

“No, get down mutts I am here to break in not be licked to death.” (Looks around) Nice place. Can barely see the neighbors. So I guess she doesn’t wake them up when she is squealing like a banshee. 

Damn it, I need to focus on my mission.

Front door breached. Nice foyer. Left or right? Right first. 

Hey look its Jack and Sam! Sorry, I mean the really nice washer and dryer. Okay, yes, Mia named her washer and dryer Jack and Sam. No, I am not going to go there. I have a mission to complete. 

Wooohooo! Jackpot baby. I see a cookie jar. Oh these suckers are fresh baked and not from a package. I guess I am going to have to take some with me because who knows how long it will take to find the office. 

Wow a closed door. Now that is an invitation to just walk on in and see what I can find. Booyahhh!!! Found the Den of Decedence on my first try. 

Damn, I guess she does work in here. Check out all the papers spread out on the desk.
 


 

I wonder if she has enough monitors. Not to mention, look how big those suckers are.
 


 
I think I need some tunes. What the hell she has no radio in here?? I guess it is a good thing I keep lots of music on my phone. I wonder what the appropriate music is for a little breaking and entering? Lets just put it on shuffle and see what comes up. 

Nice. A little Hunt for Red October music. That fits. They are searching for a submarine and I am hunting for some dirt on Mia. 

Damn, I need to focus. Nice chair (spinning around). Oh I am starting to feel nauseous I guess I should stop doing that because they always catch people when they toss their cookies at the scene of the crime. 


 
“Hey there Mittens. You want to give me the password to the files? I have some nice tuna for you.”  

 I bet that is the password “Mittens” Mia is so sentimental like that. Bingo Baby !! I am in now let’s see what I can find. Jaycee, Shannon, Katie Anne, Ella.



Damn it, I have already read those. Hey look there is my favorite The Sweetest Dish.


No, I want something I haven’t read and since she hasn’t written my Sam yet, I guess I will see what I can find on Sarah. Finally, damn I thought I was going to be here all night looking. I had no idea she had stolen all my hotties!!! Wench!!! Just for that I am going to copy and send that document to my email!!!

Now should I share that with the rest of the people reading this blog??? Since Mia didn’t take me with her, I am going to share with you all. What is the worst she can do?? 

 
~The Disgruntled Assistant aka Tina

 


Unedited excerpt from Bound by Love's Gravity, The Doms of Kinky, Kansas Book 1

Snatching up the first box, Deke started to unpack. Silence fell over him and Sarah in the kitchen, but it was companionable so he didn’t interrupt. Thankfully, she didn’t either. He wanted to get the job done then get out, preferably with as little talking as possible. 

Much to his dismay, Sarah cut through the silence. "So," she started. "That Ansley is a nut. Isn't she?"

He grunted his affirmative.
 
"I can't believe she gave Wyatt a prostate exam."

Deke could believe it. Ansley was Ansley, and she did whatever crazy thing popped into her mind. "Mmhmm," he said noncommittally then opened the flaps to yet another box of appliances. Seeing the toaster he’d joked about earlier, he lifted the cool stainless still appliance from the box then put it on the counter with all the other stuff he’d already unpacked.

"I bet he”—she came to a halt, and he heard her gulp before she went on—"spanked her for that."

Deke knew that if he turned around, Sarah would be blushing, her cheeks rosy with evidence of her embarrassment. He also knew that he wanted to see her adorable face flushed like that, and he was unwilling to deny himself that small pleasure. So he peeked over his shoulder. When he saw her, he barked a laugh. She was red, the shade so deep it was scarlet.

Clearly surprised by his out-of-character explosion, Sarah frowned. "What?" she asked as another rush of red claimed her face.

He laughed harder. God, it felt good to laugh. He'd gotten so used to being serious all the time that he hadn't remembered how much fun laughter could be. "I've never heard you say the word spank," he replied amusedly.

Scowling, Sarah put her hands on her soft, sensual hips. "I can so say that word."

Sure, she could say it. Only she rarely did. He also noticed that she hadn't repeated herself, opting to say that word instead. He arched one eyebrow. "Say it again."

Her lips curved upward, and his heart skipped a beat. "Spank," she repeated.

Deke had to bite back a groan as blood rushed from his head straight to his cock. Just one word off her lush coral lips, and he was ready to fuck. Damn it.

Eyeballing her petite body, he thought it was rather sad that the little innocent had no clue the kind of seductive power she had over him. If she did…Well, he would be fucked in every way possible.



Sunday, December 30, 2012

Walt Disney World, Here I Come!

 
 
Hi all! I just wanted to give you a heads up that I won't be around much for the next twelve days. I'm going to Walt Disney World. Woohoo! Yay! Hot diggity dog! If you can't tell, I'm quite excited. This trip was a gift to my daughter for Christmas. So that means, I'm going to focus on time with her and the hubby. However, I will be checking in as time permits. I hope you all have a Happy New Year! XOXOXO!
 
Much love and loads of cherries,
-Mia

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Have a Merry Cherry Christmas!

 
 
May you all have the merriest and cherriest Christmas ever!
 
XOXOXO,
-Mia

Monday, December 17, 2012

Mia's Shopping Madness...

Oh the horror! My feet hurt. My head aches. My temper is hanging on by the thinnest of threads. And boy, oh boy, my credit card is cursing my very name. If you can't tell, I'm shopping—Christmas shopping.

Dum-dum-dum.

Even worse, I'm hitting the stores by myself. (Gasps) Why yes, I'm all by my lonesome. Just me, myself, and I. No one to talk naughty to. No one to play naughty games with. No one to ogle wickedly hot men and make naughty innuendos with. At this rate, my naughtiness will fade with the sunset. I might actually have to behave. (Shudders) That's a tragic thought. Me? On good behavior? Yikes! Maybe, the end of the world is going to happen this week. Ruh-roh.

But hey. Wait a minute. Why don't you join me? Then we could be naughty together while I get some of this shopping done. And that would prevent my inner pervert's tragic demise, as well as, possibly saving the world. (Breathes a sigh of relief)

Disaster averted...if you're ready, willing, and able. So, how about it? Will you come with me? (Snickers) I said come. (Winks) Not like that's a first.

Come on. You know you want to be naughty...I mean trek through one store after another by my side. Pretty, pretty please with a big, juicy cherry on top. If you're good, I'll add some whipped cream too.

Yes? You'll come? Yay! How long do you think it'll take to get here? Hmmm...that could be a problem. I don't imagine any of you live within a quick drive of East Tennessee? Darn. Well, there goes that idea. Unless....why don't I snap some pictures and share them with you? By crackey, that might just work. But we'll have to hurry up and see before my naughty-meter drops down to zero.

Okay, okay. No more playing around. Let's get this show on the road.

First up, the kiddies....

 
 
When Barbie, The Hulk, and the vibrating Rubber Duck named Dick meet, they all come together.
 
 
"Awww!"
 
 
 
 
When the condom breaks, you have years of buying these to look forward to. 
 
 
Movies, anyone?
 
     
Girl meets boy ( and boy)....Cue the hot, aggressive sparks...
 
They fall in sweet, passionate, perfect love...
 
And then come the rings...cock rings.
 
 
Oopsie...how did we end up in this aisle? Wrong turn? Ah, well. We should just check out the goodies. Right? Wink, wink. I'm sure there's someone out there who could use a good book.
 
Why not? Kilts, swords, and accents...sounds like a sexy time to me.
 
 
Eden Bradley. Lora Leigh. Sylvia Day. Need I say more? Ah yes, two words - erotic heaven.
 
 
  Anyone up for a little nookie?
 
 
Hmm...These would make three wonderful presents for three wonderful people. OR they could make the perfect present for one very lucky adult and his/her significant other. Merry Christmas to me!
 

 
 The Warm Up—Pop in the porn.


 
The Action—Naked Twister.
 

The Big Finish—After-care Blanket.


Wow. I'm so proud. I'm tearing up. (Sniff, Sniff) We perverted Christmas shopping. Wonder if this will land us on Santa's Naughty List? Hmm...I guess we're way past that. Last time I checked, our names were written in permanent marker.

Happy Monday!

Eight days and counting...

Love,
Mia

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Playing With My Hidden Box At "When One Is Not Enough" Today...

Hi all! I just wanted to let you know that I'm over at When One Is Not Enough today blogging about my hidden box.

 
No! Not that kind of box. LOL. Okay, I admit it. I just wanted to use that video. After all, I love JT, SNL, and Dick In A Box. Mmmhhmm...I'm shameless.
 
Anway, if you want to read about my hidden box, swing by and check it out. Hope you all have a great day! XOXOXO!
 
Love and cherries,
-Mia

Monday, December 3, 2012

Mia's Monday Madness...Getting Kinky!

Happy Monday everyone! It's time for Mia's Monday Madness again. Woohoo! Yay! Rock on! Well, hold on to your pants. Don't get too excited yet. I'm not going to be blogging about my madness. Not today. Instead, I'm going to talk about my highly-classified WIP. Shhhhh! It's got to remain a secret. Wink, wink.

As some of you may know, I've been away from the world of social networking lately. I have a reason for that. I'm working on the story I've been dying to write for a very long time—Sarah, Deke, and Adam's. Since I have devoted so much time to this story, I thought it would be nice to share a few things with all of you. I hope you don't mind.

Hmm...Where to start? What to say? How about the name of the book? Would that interest you? I hope so because I'm totally going to blab. Holding it in is killing me! So...here it is.

Drumroll Please...
 
(Thank you Animal!)


The first book in The Doms of Kinky, Kansas series will be titled Bound By Love's Gravity.

Hmmm...What else? Anything you would enjoy seeing? How about an unedited snippet? Ah, good. I can do that. A little sneak peek is coming your way...


* * * * 


"Go away," Deke growled. "I don't need this right now."

Rubbing his back in small, soothing circles, Sarah sighed wearily. "I think this is exactly what you need."
It was what he needed, but he wasn't about to admit that to himself or Sarah. "No. What I need is to get back to The Edge. I have work to do."

That much was true. He was in the middle of helping his friend, Sam Carrington, get back on his feet. He needed to be making calls and sorting through things. But no, he was here, acting like some glutton for punishment.
Stepping back, Sarah murmured, "Then go.” As she dropped her hand away from him, a huge invisible wall came down between them. Immediately, he missed the warmth and softness. Her touch had eased his tight chest. Now that her hand was gone, he wanted it back. "I can't make you stay, Deke. But I wish you would. I wish you would talk to me."
Wish in one hand. Shit in the other.

Apparently Deke's sarcasm didn't connect with him somehow because a second later he did the unthinkable. He said, "Sarah, I would give anything to be what you want me to be. I just can't, and you deserve better than that. You deserve a hell of a lot better than me."

With those parting words, he headed for the door. But she didn't let him have the last word. As he brushed past her, she whispered, "You're wrong, Deke. You are what I want. I know that. And deep down, you know it too, just like you know that love is like gravity. You can’t see it, but you can feel it.” She brushed her lustrous hair back with a visibly shaking hand. “In the end, you can’t fight the undeniable pull, no matter what you do. We’re bound by love’s gravity and one of these days, you won't be able to walk away from me, Adam, or our love."

He had a very sick feeling she was right. However, that day was not today. So he kept on walking.


* * * *
 
 
I guess that'll wrap up my Monday Madness for this week. I hope you enjoyed. Until next time, my friends...XOXOXO!
 
Love and cherries,
-Mia
 
 


Monday, November 26, 2012

Mia's Monday Madness...On Pause



Happy Monday all! I just wanted to let everyone know that my online life will be on pause for the next week (or maybe longer). I'll be playing the disappearing act a lot. Think, Now you see me, now you don't. So don't worry about me. I'm alive and well and working my little fingers to the bone.

Also, you should know that I'll probably get behind on messages, posts, etcetera. But I promise that I will get back to them as soon as I can. Please don't feel like I'm ignoring you in anyway. Talking, chatting, and blogging with all of you is very important to me, and I don't want to lose that. However, I need to take a step back so that I can focus on my WIP. I have been rolling right along, and I want to keep it that way by spending as much time as I can with the characters and their story. Immersion is my friend.

So anyway, I hope you all understand. And I look forward to seeing (and yapping) with everyone once again. XOXOXO!

Love and cherries,
-Mia

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Playtime at When One Is Not Enough



Happy Sunday everyone! I hope you all had a fabulous holiday weekend filled with food, love, and lots of laughter. I have to say that mine was awesome. But as always, good things must come to an end. So I thought it would be fun to finish off the weekend with a bang. How am I going to do that? Well, you'll have to drop by When One Is Not Enough and play my newest game, You Might Be a Menage-a-holic If... to find out. I hope to see you there. If you dare. Dum-da-dum!

Love and cherries,
-Mia


Thursday, November 22, 2012

Happy Thanksgiving!

 
 
I just wanted to wish you all a wickedly Happy Thanksgiving. May you have lots of love and laughter. And Best of all, may you gobble until you wobble. XOXOXO!
 

Love and cherries,
-Mia
 
 
 
Just a little something to sing today...
 
 

Monday, November 19, 2012

Mia's Monday Madness...at Midnight!

 
Happy Monday! Yes, I know that it's only been officially Monday for about oh....one second. But still, it's Monday, and I can wish you a good one. Got a problem with that, buster brown? No? Good.
 
Now you might be wondering why I'm posting my blog in the middle of the night. Well, I have an answer, and it's a good one. Wow, I don't get to say that often. Anyone got a tape recorder? No? Oh well, maybe next time.
 
So...Why am I posting Mia's Monday Madness at one second past midnight? Because that's when I wear pajamas, silly. Ew! I don't like using the word pajamas. Too stuffy and formal. Yuck. I prefer jammies. But I digress...as usual.
 
I wear jammies to bed every night. Before you smack me around for stating the obvious, I know that most people wear jammies. But I have a point, and I'm making my way towards it. Just give me a minute to get there. Sheesh. The impatience of some people. (Snorts) Like that isn't the pot calling the kettle.
 
My jammies are my friends. And boy, do I have a lot of them. We're talking a bunch. It's probably because I practically collect them. Why would I do that? Well, jammies are my thing. Some women like shoes while others like purses. Some men like cars, and some kids like trains. But everyone has a thing they love to buy or be given. For me, it's jammies....and panties. However, I'm thinking you don't want to talk about my pretty panty fetish. Not today anyway.
 
Now what prompted this particular blog? Well, this is embarassing and completely random. But I had an incident this weekend. (Gasp) No, it was nothing bad. It was worse. (Gasp) Tragedy struck. And I have to admit that I nearly cried. Nearly being the key word. I held back the moisture valiantly. The curses? Not so much. I got a little happy and seriously colorful with my word choices.
 
So...I'll bet your staring at the computer screen in confusion. Well, I won't keep you in suspense. Here it is: My favorite pajamas bit the dust. These poor babies were there one minute and gone the next. Yes, that means...the waistband broke free. Go ahead. Laugh. I know you want to.
 
Ah, who am I kidding? If I wasn't so tramatized, I would probably be laughing my happy bottom off, too. But no. These were broken in perfectly. Twelve years tends to do that to jammies. And did I mention they stretched like nobody's business? Stretch Armstrong had nothing on these.
 
 
 
Back in high school, I was a teeny, tiny thing. And now...well, I'm not. But these magical jammies fit back then, and they fit until yesterday. Okay, okay. I might be stretching it a bit. Please excuse the pun. The jammies were too big back in 2000. And they were just a bit tight in 2012. But only a bit, I assure you. (Snorts)
 
Although, their size doesn't matter because soon I will be burying them. I shall take my Tweety bird jammies —don't you dare laugh —and stuff them in a shoe box before burying them six feet under. Okay, now you may laugh. But please don't hurt yourself. That would suck.
 
Hmmm...I could so say something about sucking. But I will control myself. Really, I will.
 
So, I bet you're probably wondering whether or not I would actually bury my jammies. Or you might be wearing the OMG...You're scaring the crap out of me look. Or even better, you're going to the nearest phone to call the crazy house and see if they have an opening. Either way, I must confess that I'm telling the truth. I wouldn't dare throw out something that memorable, not something that precious. 
 
 

 
Ha! I couldn't resist. Love me some Gollum, but I don't think I'm that far gone. Despite my jammie
obsession, I just can't imagine I would go completely off the deep end. The colorful fish aren't that pretty. Although....
 
Nah. Instead, I think I'm going to try something I've never done before. Oooh, I'm going to pop my cherry on something. Hot.
 
What am I going to do? Well, I'm going to attempt to make a memory quilt. Now I'm not really familiar with these things. My friend suggested that I give it a try, but I'm not one hundred percent sold on the idea. See, here's the thing. I can't draw a straight line. And cutting something has disaster written all over it...in my blood. However, I'm going to look into it. Me and Google are tight, you know. :)
 
Wow. For a completely random, off-the-wall discussion about one of my life's most frivolous passions, this blog has taken on a life of its own. So I guess I'm going to wrap it up. That way I can go crawl in bed and break in my newer jammies. Yes, these are only about eight years old. They've got time...and plenty of it.
 
Hope you all have a wonderful week. With Thanksgiving and Black Friday, it's looking to be a peach. Much love and best holiday wishes! XOXOXO!
 
Love and cherries,
-Mia
 
 
p.s. This is my favorite scene in a movie...Wonder why?
 
 


Friday, November 16, 2012

Today's Release Day for "The Sweetest Dish"

Happy Friday morning. Today's the big day. The Sweetest Dish is now available at Siren-Bookstrand.








Needless to say, I'm singing this song this morning...




And I think today is going to be...



Or at least, I hope it will be!



If you would like to check out the fifth book in the Sweet Serenity series, The Sweetest Dish, or any of the other books, swing by Bookstrand now. Have a great and oh-so-perfect day! XOXOXO!

Love and cherries,
-Mia





Love, laughter, friends, family, and a Thanksgiving none of them would ever forget.
After the highs and lows of the last year, Jaycee Blakemore, Shannon Dalton, Katie-Anne Jacobs, and Ella Blaylock-Asher are ready to celebrate their blessings with the people they love. But the return of their archenemy, Leila Schilling, threatens to destroy their perfect Thanksgiving.
Having spent months plotting the sweetest revenge, Leila’s arrival in Serenity, Kansas, immediately sets off a chain of events that turn Jaycee, Shannon, Katie-Anne, and Ella’s lives upside down. With an arsenal full of old hurts, veiled truths, and past scandals, Leila shamelessly exploits whatever she must to come out on top. However, she goes too far when she hurts the girls’ friend, Sarah Matthews.
Determined to rid themselves of Leila once and for all, the women unite to take her down. Only they discover on their path to vengeance that love is the sweetest dish in life—on Thanksgiving and all year round.
NOTE! The Sweetest Dish is a holiday reunion book in the Sweet Serenity series and is not stand-alone. We recommend reading this book after books 1-4.


"Name That Chick" Day 5


Let The Games Begin Again...

The Game: "Name That Chick."


The Prizes: The Grand Prize winner will receive a signed set of the first three Sweet Serenity books in print, as well as, one of Mia's Menage Kits. Two Second Place Winners will each receive a Sweet Serenity e-book of their choice.


The Rules

1. Each day this week I will post one line from The Sweetest Dish on this blog, Facebook, and Twitter. Yes, I know you haven't read the book yet. But I will be choosing lines that should be rather obvious if you've read the series up to this point.

2. You just jot down the character who you think said the line. *Hint: The characters will all be female. Thus, the name of the game.

3. Email me at miaashlinn@gmail.com or private message me on Facebook or Twitter with your answer. You can either send me a daily response or you can put them all together in one email/message at the end of the week. Please do not post your answer anywhere publicly (i.e. here, Facebook, or Twitter). That would give an unfair advantage. Don't you think? Besides, it would decrease your chances of winning. No one wants that. Right?

4. For each answer you get correct, you will be entered into the contest. So if you choose to play all week, you will have five chances at winning. If you choose to only play on one day, you will only get one chance. Pretty easy, huh? Well, let's find out...



Name That Chick Day 5

"Who needs to walk and chew gum at the same time? That is way overrrated."


*Hint*


Thursday, November 15, 2012

"Name That Chick" Day 4


Let The Games Begin Again...

The Game: "Name That Chick."


The Prizes: The Grand Prize winner will receive a signed set of the first three Sweet Serenity books in print, as well as, one of Mia's Menage Kits. Two Second Place Winners will each receive a Sweet Serenity e-book of their choice.


The Rules

1. Each day this week I will post one line from The Sweetest Dish on this blog, Facebook, and Twitter. Yes, I know you haven't read the book yet. But I will be choosing lines that should be rather obvious if you've read the series up to this point.

2. You just jot down the character who you think said the line. *Hint: The characters will all be female. Thus, the name of the game.

3. Email me at miaashlinn@gmail.com or private message me on Facebook or Twitter with your answer. You can either send me a daily response or you can put them all together in one email/message at the end of the week. Please do not post your answer anywhere publicly (i.e. here, Facebook, or Twitter). That would give an unfair advantage. Don't you think? Besides, it would decrease your chances of winning. No one wants that. Right?

4. For each answer you get correct, you will be entered into the contest. So if you choose to play all week, you will have five chances at winning. If you choose to only play on one day, you will only get one chance. Pretty easy, huh? Well, let's find out...



Name That Chick Day 4

"Shit, I get laid more than most hookers."


*Hint*



Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Righteous Perverts Chat Tonight


Guess who's going to be the guest at the Righteous Perverts chat tonight? Yes, that would be me! I'm so thrilled and honored to be back for the third time. If you want to join in the wicked fun, stop by Righteous Perverts at 9 pm ET/8 pm CT. 

As I always say, The more, the merrier. I hope to see you there.

Love and cherries,
-Mia

In honor of tonight, here's a little pre-chat music...


"Name That Chick" Day 3


Let The Games Begin Again...

The Game: "Name That Chick."


The Prizes: The Grand Prize winner will receive a signed set of the first three Sweet Serenity books in print, as well as, one of Mia's Menage Kits. Two Second Place Winners will each receive a Sweet Serenity e-book of their choice.


The Rules

1. Each day this week I will post one line from The Sweetest Dish on this blog, Facebook, and Twitter. Yes, I know you haven't read the book yet. But I will be choosing lines that should be rather obvious if you've read the series up to this point.

2. You just jot down the character who you think said the line. *Hint: The characters will all be female. Thus, the name of the game.

3. Email me at miaashlinn@gmail.com or private message me on Facebook or Twitter with your answer. You can either send me a daily response or you can put them all together in one email/message at the end of the week. Please do not post your answer anywhere publicly (i.e. here, Facebook, or Twitter). That would give an unfair advantage. Don't you think? Besides, it would decrease your chances of winning. No one wants that. Right?

4. For each answer you get correct, you will be entered into the contest. So if you choose to play all week, you will have five chances at winning. If you choose to only play on one day, you will only get one chance. Pretty easy, huh? Well, let's find out...



Name That Chick Day 3

"We're supposed to be watching parades, not porn."


*Hint*


Tuesday, November 13, 2012

"Name That Chick" Day 2


Let The Games Begin Again...

The Game: "Name That Chick."


The Prizes: The Grand Prize winner will receive a signed set of the first three Sweet Serenity books in print, as well as, one of Mia's Menage Kits. Two Second Place Winners will each receive a Sweet Serenity e-book of their choice.


The Rules

1. Each day this week I will post one line from The Sweetest Dish on this blog, Facebook, and Twitter. Yes, I know you haven't read the book yet. But I will be choosing lines that should be rather obvious if you've read the series up to this point.

2. You just jot down the character who you think said the line. *Hint: The characters will all be female. Thus, the name of the game.

3. Email me at miaashlinn@gmail.com or private message me on Facebook or Twitter with your answer. You can either send me a daily response or you can put them all together in one email/message at the end of the week. Please do not post your answer anywhere publicly (i.e. here, Facebook, or Twitter). That would give an unfair advantage. Don't you think? Besides, it would decrease your chances of winning. No one wants that. Right?

4. For each answer you get correct, you will be entered into the contest. So if you choose to play all week, you will have five chances at winning. If you choose to only play on one day, you will only get one chance. Pretty easy, huh? Well, let's find out...



Name That Chick Day 2

"Oh, God. Not in front of the babies."


*Hint*


Monday, November 12, 2012

"Name That Chick" Day 1

Let The Games Begin...

The Game: "Name That Chick."


The Prizes: The Grand Prize winner will receive a signed set of the first three Sweet Serenity books in print, as well as, one of Mia's Menage Kits. Two Second Place Winners will each receive a Sweet Serenity e-book of their choice.


The Rules

1. Each day this week I will post one line from The Sweetest Dish on this blog, Facebook, and Twitter. Yes, I know you haven't read the book yet. But I will be choosing lines that should be rather obvious if you've read the series up to this point.

2. You just jot down the character who you think said the line. *Hint: The characters will all be female. Thus, the name of the game.

3. Email me at miaashlinn@gmail.com or private message me on Facebook or Twitter with your answer. You can either send me a daily response or you can put them all together in one email/message at the end of the week. Please do not post your answer anywhere publicly (i.e. here, Facebook, or Twitter). That would give an unfair advantage. Don't you think? Besides, it would decrease your chances of winning. No one wants that. Right?

4. For each answer you get correct, you will be entered into the contest. So if you choose to play all week, you will have five chances at winning. If you choose to only play on one day, you will only get one chance. Pretty easy, huh? Well, let's find out...



Name That Chick Day 1

"Only you could pervert a Sesame Street song."




*Hint*


Sunday, November 11, 2012

Anyone Hungry...For A Little Music?

Happy Sunday! As many of you know, I post my playlist for each and every book on this blog around time of release. Well, guess what. Release day is almost here. Yep, it is. Can you believe it? Friday's the big day. Woohoo! But since we're going to be busy playing Name That Chick every day this week, I thought that I would go ahead and post the playlist for The Sweetest Dish (Sweet Serenity #5) now. So here it goes...

Oh crap! Wait! I forgot to tell you one teeny, weeny thing about this book's playlist. That way there's no confusion. The Sweetest Dish is...shall we say different than my other books. Ergo, I had to shift my playlist accordingly. In the end, I broke up the music into six sections—The Girls' (as a group), Jaycee's, Shannon's, Katie-Anne's, Ella's, and Sarah's. When (and if) you read The Sweetest Dish, you'll see what I mean and why I did it this way.

So without further ado, here are the playlists for The Sweetest Dish...


The Girls' Playlist



Jaycee's Playlist



Shannon's Playlist


Katie-Anne's Playlist



Ella's Playlist



Sarah's Playlist



I sincerely hope you enjoyed—and rocked out—to some of the songs above. I know I have—over and over and over again. Have a great day all! XOXOXO!

Love and cherries,
-Mia



The Sweetest Dish (Sweet Serenity Book 5)
Available November 16, 2012
PRE-ORDER NOW AT BOOKSTRAND

Love, laughter, friends, family, and a Thanksgiving none of them would ever forget.
After the highs and lows of the last year, Jaycee Blakemore, Shannon Dalton, Katie-Anne Jacobs, and Ella Blaylock-Asher are ready to celebrate their blessings with the people they love. But the return of their archenemy, Leila Schilling, threatens to destroy their perfect Thanksgiving.
Having spent months plotting the sweetest revenge, Leila’s arrival in Serenity, Kansas, immediately sets off a chain of events that turn Jaycee, Shannon, Katie-Anne, and Ella’s lives upside down. With an arsenal full of old hurts, veiled truths, and past scandals, Leila shamelessly exploits whatever she must to come out on top. However, she goes too far when she hurts the girls’ friend, Sarah Matthews.
Determined to rid themselves of Leila once and for all, the women unite to take her down. Only they discover on their path to vengeance that love is the sweetest dish in life—on Thanksgiving and all year round.
NOTE! The Sweetest Dish is a holiday reunion book in the Sweet Serenity series and is not stand-alone. We recommend reading this book after books 1-4.


Excerpts


STORY EXCERPT

“Oh, honey, you don’t have to worry about that,” Shannon informed Sarah. “The war started the moment that cunt rolled her skanky ass into Serenity and attempted to hurt the people I love.”
Shannon meant every word she said down to the very marrow in her bones. What Leila had done to her was bad enough. But what she’d done to the people Shannon cared about the most was unforgivable. She would pay for all of this or Shannon would die trying to make sure she did. Can we say melodramatic? Of course we can. I’m the drama queen to end all drama queens.
After years of Leila’s bullying, it was time to take off their kid gloves and get rid of her once and for all. But how? It wasn’t like they could murder her. Could we? Shannon shook her head, probably looking odd to everyone else in the bedroom. However, she figured they were used to her insanity. At least, they should be by now.
“We need a plan,” Jaycee said, stating the obvious. “Preferably a damn good one.”
Katie-Anne stood from the bed. She walked over to Sarah, paused beside her, then whispered something into her ear. The two women spoke in hushed tones for a couple of seconds before swinging around and returning to the group.
“There’s only one way to get rid of someone like Leila,” Katie-Anne stated matter-of-factly as she lowered herself to the floor next to Sarah, who’d just sat down Indian-style on the Oriental rug. “And I don’t mean kill her, Shannon Dalton.” She pointedly stared at her then waggled her finger. “You behave. I promise we’ll take care of this, but killing her is too fucking easy. We’re going to do something far worse. We’re going to take away everything that matters to her.”
“Like what?” Sarah asked, her innocence shining through. She drew her eyebrows down in confusion. “The only thing that horrible woman cares about is herself.”
“Exactly,” Katie-Anne exclaimed. Her face lit up in an oddly twisted kind of manner that worried Shannon, and she grinned sinisterly, which worried her even more. “We need to steal away her money, her looks, and her power.”
“How do we do that?” Sarah inquired, her naiveté showing again.
Although, Shannon had to admit that she understood exactly where Sarah was coming from. She was rather confused herself. How in the world could they steal away those three things? They weren’t exactly capable of draining her bank account, marring her face beyond recognition, or making people see the hideous hag she truly was. Okay, we can do some of that—legally.
“I have a few ideas,” Ella replied as she scooted off the chair and dropped onto the floor beside Katie-Anne. Flopping over onto her stomach, she bent her elbows and propped her chin on her hands. She raised her feet from the floor, bending them in the crease and kicking them back and forth. The curvy woman’s actions reminded Shannon of a girl gossiping at a slumber party, and she rolled her eyes.
“We have to do this legally,” Shannon muttered begrudgingly. “Otherwise, Belle will be forced to put us in jail, and Leila will somehow steal and hide the goddamn key.”
Ella snorted. “Belle hates Leila almost as much as we do. She made an enemy of her when she hit on Ash in the middle of Dolce Serenità.”
“It doesn’t exactly matter what Belle thinks,” Brooklyn declared. “She would have to arrest you if Leila pressed charges. And trust me, she will press charges if you’re not careful.”
Something about the way Brooklyn spoke struck Shannon oddly, and she had to ask the question that had been plaguing her since her untimely arrival. “Do you see something you’re not telling us?”
Brooklyn frowned. “I see all sorts of things, but I can’t divulge that kind of information. And I won’t.”
“Fine,” Jaycee grumbled with a frown of her own. “I’ll just call your mama.”
“Good luck with that,” Brooklyn replied smugly, her eyes twinkling in unmistakable merriment. “My mama doesn’t tell me jack shit, and as much as she loves you, she’s not going to tell you either. She believes that there’s no changing the future, but I disagree. Now I’m going to help you change your futures and mine.” Her pretty face flushed as though she’d realized she’d said too much. “Please don’t make me regret it.”
Katie-Anne smiled reassuringly. “We won’t make you regret a damn thing, Brooklyn.”
Brooklyn harrumphed. “Sure you won’t.”
“I think it’s time we welcome you to our club, Brooklyn,” Jaycee said. “Our friendship ménage keeps growing, which is probably a good thing. We’re going to need all the help we can get to take The Bitch down and keep her whoreific ass there.”
“As I always say, the more, the merrier,” Ella declared, grinning cheekily. “With Thanksgiving coming, there’ll be a lot of people around who want in on the action. So let’s get cooking. It’s about time we serve Leila the sweetest dish.”
Shannon liked the idea of cooking the sweetest dish. She was a chef after all. Opening her mouth to respond, Shannon’s words stuck in her throat when the door flew open and revealed her three husbands. Just like she’d expected, Jared and Drew were irate, and Randy was still hurt.
Before she could escape, or even move, all three barreled into the room. Not surprisingly, Drew was the first to reach her. He jerked her into his arms and threw her over his shoulder before stalking out in total, tense silence.
Well fuck a damn duck. Something was going to be cooking all right, but it wasn’t going to be the sweetest dish. It was going to be Shannon, and she sure as hell wasn’t going to be cold.

ADULT EXCERPT

Sauntering away from her husbands on trembling legs, Katie-Anne twirled around until she was positioned by the bed, her body facing theirs. She locked her gaze with Shane’s then removed her clothes, taking her sweet time as she did. Slowly, oh so slowly, she stepped out of the last stitch of her clothing and stood in front of them—vulnerable and exposed.
“Beautiful,” Landon breathed, advancing on her. But Shane stopped him. He slapped a hand across the blond man’s flat abs and shook his head. Landon grumbled but listened. Unfortunately.
Shane grabbed Landon’s hand then tugged, hauling him into his side effortlessly. He kissed Landon—from what she saw, he kissed him thoroughly—before releasing him. “Get the lube and the plug.”
A shiver worked its way through her body, tiny chill bumps erupting all over her skin and racing across the surface. She moaned as Landon stalked across the room, his long, purposeful strides eating up the distance quickly. Before she knew it, he was back—with the plug, a bottle of lube, and a sinful smirk.
Unable to help herself, she grinned. “I love when you look at me like that.”
“Like what?” he asked, knowingly. “Naked? Or horny?”
“A little bit of both,” she retorted. Lowering her eyes to his thick cock, she tacked on, “Not that you’re little, by any means.”
Landon’s smirk grew. “I’m glad you like.”
Shane cleared his throat noticeably, and she snapped to attention. Whoops. “On all fours,” he ordered, pointing toward the side of the bed. “Landon’s going to slide that big plug in your tight little ass while you fuck me with your mouth.”
“God, yes.” She sighed.
Moving to where he’d told her to, she sank to her knees. She leaned forward then braced her hands on the floor. With a secretive smile, she wiggled her hips in Landon’s direction. “Come and get me,” she demanded.
“Katie-Anne,” Shane murmured, a distinct warning patent in his guttural tone. “Behave. I would prefer not to spank you tonight since you think they don’t count.”
Oh they count. I want them to count. I want you to wear my ass out—in more ways than one.
Shane widened his legs, planting his feet on the floor on either side of her shoulders. He groaned as he took his massive cock in hand. Grasping the root, he pumped his shaft in short spurts. The erratic strokes caught her off guard, as did the hands spreading her ass cheeks apart.
Surprised, Katie-Anne squealed. She shoved her ass back toward Landon, but he didn’t acknowledge her in any way. Irritated, she grunted. “Landon.”
“Yes, kitten?”
Shane didn’t allow her to answer. He thrust his lean hips and propelled his powerful cock into her mouth as soon as she opened wide to speak. Burrowing forward, he sent his dick all the way to her throat. She instinctively swallowed when the wet tip bumped against the sensitive back, setting off her gag reflex. Breathing through her nose carefully, she relaxed her jaw, allowing him to fuck her face like he always did—him controlling, her taking.
Katie-Anne jumped as a cool, wet liquid dribbled onto the cleft above her ass. The moisture started at the top of the crack dividing her cheeks then slowly slithered down. She wiggled with each inch the slick fluid covered.
Unexpectedly, Shane tapped her jaw bone. She looked up at him as he looked down at her, and their eyes met at precisely the same time. “Up here.” He grunted, the sound of an aroused man in the throes of lust. “Look at me.”
She did. From his blue-green eyes blazing at her to his jaw ticking furiously, she couldn’t tear her attention from him.
Shane cleared his throat as Landon placed the blunt head of the anal plug against her back opening. Rimming her rosette, he teased her in soft, shallow grazes. His superficial touch was not nearly enough. Pushing back, she beseeched him to do something, to do anything.
And he did. He slipped the tip into her rear entrance. The soft silicone coasted in easily, the burn starting out at a mere simmer. As he tunneled in further, the heat amplified, and her ass stretched to take the tapered toy. She felt him meet resistance at her sphincter, but that minute detail didn’t deter him. He forged on, pressing forward until her ass enveloped the entire plug.
She moaned softly as Landon seated the plug fully. In response, Shane groaned. He clasped her head with his rugged hands, imprisoning her face as he fucked it. The feel of his rough, callused skin against her softer, smoother face soothed her. The sensation aroused her.
Arching her back, she unintentionally fought Shane’s hold, nearly biting his shaft in the process. He tightened his grip on her face, keeping her in place. He continued to piston into and out of her mouth. His groans escalated with each plunge, coming closer together and sounding louder than ever.
Behind her, Landon fitted himself between her outspread legs. Then, without mercy or a moment’s notice, he thrust into her pussy. His primitive plunge drove her forward, pressing her face further into Shane’s hands.
Shane didn’t allow her to move far. Between his hands and cock, she wasn’t going anywhere. And with the way they were fucking her, that was a damn good thing.