Wednesday, September 30, 2015

A Lot of Sex...For a Reason: Vice by Rosanna Leo

I am delighted to welcome Rosanna Leo back to the blog today with a little bit about her latest contemporary romance, Vice! I've read it and I loved it. If you'd like to know just how much, you can read my review here. Take it away, Rosanna! 
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I’d like thank Jessica very much for hosting me as I continue my blog tour for Vice, my new contemporary romance.

I write a lot of erotic romance so it only stands to reason readers will encounter a fair bit of sexual activity in my books. Not too much. I do like to think the sex always has a part in the story. However, in writing Vice, I surprised myself by the intensity and frequency of the act.

There is a section my editor called “the marathon sex-fest.” I laughed when I first read the comment  but wasn’t offended. You see, although I hadn’t really planned to use sex as a story-telling device, it became one. The more I thought about it, the more it made sense.

Vice is about addiction. And although it deals primarily with gambling addiction, there is a level of sexual addiction as well, specifically in hero Liam Doyle. Having come from a ridiculously-tragic childhood and youth, Liam vanquished many of his fears and became a wealthy man. He went on to own casinos and now everyone in Las Vegas knows him as a powerhouse of business. However, in trying to run from his demons, he attempts to lose himself in pleasure. When he and heroine Kate embark on a sexual relationship, his intensity attracts and overwhelms her. 

On some level, Liam seems too good to be true. He’s a man who never tires of pleasing his woman. But after a while, Kate suspects his need for sex is just a way to avoid the real issues in his life.

Can Kate and Liam resolve their problems? I hope you’ll read Vice and find out. 


Vice
by Rosanna Leo
Release Date: September 22, 2015

He’s much more than a bad habit.

As a Vegas singer and volunteer counselor, Kate Callender has experienced life on both sides of Sin City’s bright lights. The thrill of performing, and gambling’s devastating effect on the addicts’ families.

Liam Doyle is just the kind of man she despises—a handsome, enigmatic businessman with a knack for seducing customers into his casino hotels. Determined to put a lid on his growing influence, she prepares to picket the opening of his newest casino, Vice.

When Liam spots the lone protestor hassling his customers, annoyance wars with instant attraction. And he quickly discovers the leggy redhead not only can’t be bought, she tempts him the way the sound of a roulette wheel lures a gambler.

They are natural enemies, but when a vile attack sparks Liam’s protective instincts, they begin a sexual odyssey that dances on the edge of addiction. Dangerously close to losing control...and losing themselves.

Warning: Contains a sexy, damaged hero who’d really rather just be having sex, and a no-nonsense redhead who makes him want to roll the dice on love just one more time.

Excerpt

He meandered toward her and forced a smile. “You seem to have had a busy day.”

She whipped around and her eyes widened. He saw her give him a quick once-over. Did she like what she saw? Interesting. There was some perverse satisfaction in that.

“It has been busy.” She narrowed her hazel eyes at him. “Do you work here?”

So, she didn’t recognize him. Good. “Yes, ma’am, I do.” He crossed his arms over his chest and nodded, noting how her gaze dropped to his exposed forearms. Her lips parted. Clearly, working out had its merits. “And word inside is you’ve upset the big boss.”

Her nostrils flared as she dragged her gaze away from his arms. “About time.” She put her sign down and picked up her purse. “Do you know Liam Doyle?”

“I’ve heard one or two things about him.”

She stepped closer and her lips did the most amazing thing, curling into a flirtatious semi-smile. “I don’t suppose you’d be willing to share them with me? The other guy kept on sucking up about him as if he was wearing a wire.” She paused. “You’re not wearing a wire, are you?”

He laughed out loud. He couldn’t help it. This was way too much fun. He sidled close to her, leaned in conspiratorially, and put a hand on her elbow. Her very soft elbow. “I’m not wearing a wire. But are you sure you want to know the truth about Doyle? I don’t know if you can handle it.”

She gawked at him and then at his lips. Her voice came out in a whisper. “Try me.”

He murmured in her ear, taking note of her lilac scent. “Well, I hear at midnight he sprouts black wings and horns. And he’s always searching for innocent maidens to add to his coven.” He bit on his bottom lip, suddenly wishing he was gnawing on hers.

At first, her eyelids did this fluttery thing that made his imported pants spring to life. But then she blinked and began to laugh. “And here I thought I was dealing with a mere businessman. I didn’t realize Doyle was cousins with Lucifer.”

“What’s your name?”

She regarded him from out of the side of her eye, her mouth still bearing the same flirty grin. “What’s yours?”

“Consider me a friend who wants to give you some advice.”

The smile disappeared from her face. “And what would that be?”

“Don’t mess with Liam Doyle. He doesn’t take to it kindly.”

The coquettish shine in her eyes hardened. “Is that a threat?”

“No, sugar. That’s not my style.”

“What exactly do you do here? Are you in security?”

“Never mind that.” He waved his hand. “Look, you’ve had your fun. Why don’t you run along home now?”

She reached for her sign and tucked it under her arm. “I will go where I damn well please. And you can tell your friend Mr. Doyle to expect me tomorrow. Maybe next time he’ll be brave enough to confront me himself.” She turned on her heel and walked down the manicured pathway leading to the taxi bay.

Liam stared at her ass as she walked away. Brave?

Game on, sugar. He’d show her brave.
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Rosanna Leo is a multi-published, erotic romance author. Several of her books about Greek gods, selkies and shape shifters have been named Top Picks at Night Owl Romance and The Romance Reviews. 

From Toronto, Canada, Rosanna occupies a house in the suburbs with her long-suffering husband, their two hungry sons and a tabby cat named Sweetie. When not writing, she can be found haunting dusty library stacks or planning her next star-crossed love affair. 

A library employee by day, she is honored to be a member of the league of naughty librarians who also happen to write romance. Rosanna blogs at www.rosannaleoauthor.wordpress.com





6 comments:

  1. Thanks so much for hosting me, Jessica. I am very pleased to join you here.

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  2. Thank you for the great post! I always love having you here! :D

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    1. Thanks so much, Sophie! I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed yours. :)

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