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Saturday, April 27, 2013

What is it about werewolves?

I'm over at the Torquere blog, talking about werewolves today.


And in other news, I got a nice review for "Four-Way Split"

"Ms. Brown gave not only the characters a fantasy but any fan of dark sex one as well…. Hang onto your seats as Four-Way Split opens your eyes to a new level of sexual dominion"

Thank you Evelise.



Sunday, April 21, 2013

Blogging about Regency historical romances

I’m visiting Clare’s blog today, talking about my love for Georgette Heyer and Regency romance, and my “Virgins No More” books. Please drop by.


Sunday, April 14, 2013

OUT TODAY!! Break a Leg and Fall in Love


Break a Leg and Fall in Love, is the story of Rose, who broke her leg and met a very handsome man at Rehab. Only problem was the man, Oliver, was partnered with Kieran—an equally yummy hunk.
The attraction is mutual and the three move from lust to scorching hot ménage sex in a nanosecond. But Rose’s leg is not healing properly so where does she go from here?

PG STORY Excerpt

“I bet that bloody physiotherapist spends all day just thinking up new ways to torture me!” thought Rose as she stomped up and down in the shallow end of the local swimming pool, dodging kids dive bombing into the water while still keeping count of how many steps she had taken.
“Two thousand steps back and forward, one thousand sideways and then star jumps. Jumps? Me? The man’s insane as well as evil,” she huffed, wincing a little as she made the turn to start back again, adding under her breath, “Two hundred and twenty. Only one thousand eight hundred to go. As if.”
A small boy in bright green board shorts sailed through the air, landing with a huge splash right in front of her. “Bloody hell!” Rose swore loudly, then added mentally, “And if that bloody kid does that again I’ll murder him. Right after I murder that sadistic bastard of a physio.”
She swiped helplessly at her glasses, trying to clear the spray from the kid’s jump and took a deep breath. “No need to be a bitch, Rose. Jeez you’re in a shitty mood. Get a grip, woman.
“Of course I’m in a shitty mood. My bloody leg HURTS! But I guess that’s not the kid’s fault. Or even the physio’s. But—
“Oh my god, look over there. Is that the hunk I saw at the Rehab class? I’m sure it is. I’ve never seen such a nice chest and his back ain’t bad either. Such a shame he’s gay. The yummiest ones always are,” she sighed.
Rose managed to keep an eye on the hunky man in very brief deep blue swimwear as she resumed her tramp up and down the pool. He turned around, seeming to be looking behind himself and she noticed his partner—another very nice piece of eyecandy—carrying a pile of towels and clothing. The partner was also wearing brief bathers, his in a stunning deep purple shade. His abdominal muscles were defined, a truly delicious six-pack, as were his pecs.
“Oh man he looks good enough to lick,” sighed Rose. “Just as well I didn’t see him half naked at Rehab or I may have jumped them both.
Rose’s belly clenched with need and her heart beat faster as the two men approached the shallow end of the pool. “What wouldn’t I do to have one of them in my bed. Or better yet, both of them!”
Her Rehab buddy waved at her and smiled, then came over while his partner left their clothing on a bench.

Oh. My. God. He looks gooood!
“Hey, you’re Rose right? We met at Rehab. The Ghoul got you working out here too, eh?”
Rose smiled at the nickname. “The physio? What a sadistic bastard he is!” she laughed.
“Oliver,” he said, “or you may know me better as Fractured Right Femur.”
“Mine was the left,” Rose replied. “Car accident?”
“Nah, soccer. Made the mistake of tackling a guy much bigger and faster than me.”
“Kieran,” a very deep, sexy voice joined the conversation. “And he won’t be playing soccer again this season. Or next, if I have any say in it.”
Rose struggled not to giggle then moved hastily as a small body landed almost on top of her causing a giant tidal wave. Oliver grabbed her arm in one hand and Kieran’s in the other and pulled them all deeper into the swimming pool.
Talking happily they began to pace up and down and Rose didn’t even notice as two thousand steps became three thousand.
“Okay that’s enough for today,” said Kieran, gently putting his arm around Oliver’s shoulder. I think we should put you and Rose in the hot tub for a while to make sure your muscles don’t stiffen. That okay with you, Rose?”
“Yeah, sure, sounds like a plan,” she replied, grateful that Oliver’s rehab program didn’t seem to involve star jumps.
They all walked to the shallow end of the pool again to exit via the steps and handrail, as neither Rose nor Oliver was keen to climb the ladder, then they grabbed their towels and moved to the hot tub.
Rose carefully ignored the sign saying clients should not stay in the hot tub longer than fifteen minutes when Kieran hopped out to restart the bubbles. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d enjoyed talking to two men as much as she had today. And besides, her leg was hardly aching at all now, thanks to the warm bubbling water.

Buy Link: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/break-a-leg-and-fall-in-love-by-berengaria-brown/


I've been interviewed by Misty!

I’ve been interviewed by Misty Simon today about my Regency romances—and other things.

Please drop by.

Sunday, April 7, 2013

And the winner is....

Drum roll please..............

Melissa Keir.
Melissa, check your Facebook for a message from Tracy about your win.

And as a side note, Tracy's book, "Dead Again" right now is #1 on Amazon in Romantic Suspense, and #6 overall.
Congratulations, Tracy!

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

No Menage? Not Much Sex? Why Bother? (And a Giveaway)

Like Berengaria, a lot – well, most – of the books I write are hotter than hell. A good many of them are my favourite of the erotic romance genre: MMF Romance. Two make-your-teeth-ache-alpha heroes, a snap-your-spine-strong heroine, a storyline on steroids and a happy ending for all three.
My latest book, released April 1, Terror Stash, is the last in my big Romantic Thriller collection. It’s MF romance: bedroom shut, sensual only.
A good friend of mine, who knows what I like to write, raised a brow at this and asked: “Why even bother?”
Good question. I thought I would answer it in public as I’m sure he’s not the first to wonder, as my MMF romances out-sell anything else I write by five-to-one, they garner the most five star reader reviews, gather more critical acclaim, and win more nominations and awards than anything else I write. So why in hell would I bother writing anything else?
Not all my readers like menage romances

I didn’t always write menages, and some of my readers have been with me for a very long time. I like to keep them happy.

Not all my readers like erotic romances.

Some of my readers have been with me even longer than that. They’ve been with me since the beginning, before I started writing erotic romance. My most faithful readers and I go back to the dawn of time (and some mornings it feels like the beginning of evolution, and I am the primordial ooze). Some readers found me when I first started out writing erotic romance, when erotic romance was what is now just a hot romance. Again, something for everyone.

It’s a change of pace.

I love writing MMF Romance, but I suspect that if that was all I wrote, I might eventually get sick of it…and I don’t want to do that. So, I mix it up.

It’s a challenge.

I’ve been writing erotic romance and MMF romance for over a decade. You can get very comfortable writing the same genre and sub-genre for that length of time, even if your style and technique are evolving. By changing genres, I’m challenging myself to concentrated just on story and produce something highly entertaining, emotionally moving and page turning, without the distraction of hot sex and body parts to gloss over any potential plot weaknesses. (Although, that is not to say that writing hot sex is easy – it’s not. I’ve just had a lot of practice writing it.)

I like straight MF romantic suspense.

I like both writing and reading romantic suspense. It doesn’t make me a lot of money (alas), so I don’t write a lot of it, but I still like writing it every now and again.

This is the ONLY stop on Tracy's book tour where she will be giving away a copy of a menage story, BLOOD KNOT, to one lucky commenter. You must comment here, or on my Facebook page, to be entered into the draw.


A stash of terrorists in a tiny town? No one believes her.

American diplomat Montana Dela Vega, posted to laid-back Western Australia, discovers a band of known terrorists hiding deep in the bush. Laughed at by superiors, she must find courage and her own resources to expose the ruthless zealots.

The only people who believe her wild story are Caden Rawn, the mysterious and physically intimidating man with a terrifying reputation, and a bloody history that dogs his every step; and Steve Scarborough, a local police officer with an instinct for the truth and a secret of his own.

Caden and Montana’s private investigation entwines them in tragedy and fear, and teaches them the meaning of friendship...and love. They must face the cost of truth and the courage of their convictions for Montana’s terrorists are very real and very deadly indeed—and they want Montana for themselves....

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Tracy Cooper-Posey is an Amazon #1 Best Selling Author. She writes erotic vampire romances, hot romantic suspense, paranormal and urban fantasy romances. She has published over 50 novels since 1999, been nominated for five CAPAs including Favourite Author, and won the Emma Darcy Award.

She turned to indie publishing in 2011. Her indie titles have been nominated four times for Book Of The Year. She has been a national magazine editor and for a decade she taught romance writing at MacEwan University.

She is addicted to Irish Breakfast tea and chocolate, sometimes taken together. In her spare time she enjoys sewing, history, Sherlock Holmes, science fiction and ignoring her treadmill. An Australian, she lives in Edmonton, Canada with her husband, a former professional wrestler, where she moved in 1996 after meeting him on-line.
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