Friday, October 17, 2014

Rock Star DIY: Guest blog and Giveaway Wicked Flower by Carlene Love Flores

Hello Wenona! Your web home is such a creative hot bed. Hope you don’t mind that one half of my fictional band, Sin Pointe, and stars of the book Wicked Flower, have left the virtual tour bus to have a look around. Hopefully they won’t get themselves into too much trouble. While Stefan and Will are stretching their legs and checking things out, I thought I’d share a couple of their favorite “go-to’s” while on tour. It might be hard to believe, but these sexy bad boys are actually pretty handy when they have the right motivation.

Take hunger for instance. A rumbling tummy can get even the sleepiest night owl up in the early morning hours. Did you know that Stefan Calderon, sinful lead singer, bass player and hero of Wicked Flower, doesn’t go anywhere without his Wildside Blendtec and copious jars of coconut oil? Oh yeah. He’s known amongst his bandmates and road crew for his smoothies. These babies will get you up and at it when you need a quick boost. Just add 16 ounces of orange juice, three ripe medium bananas (easy to find on the road as most truck stops and convenience stores sell them nowadays) and one tablespoon of extra virgin coconut oil. You’ll have to make a special trip for this. Next time you make a midnight run to your favorite all-nighter store, keep your eyes peeled for guyliner, zippers, tattoos and a mohawk. The Sin Pointe boys could be in your town hunting down smoothie supplies. Last, blend it all together and you’ve got enough to share since you’ve probably just awoken everyone in the hotel suite!

Messes. Will Cordero might beat things for a living, but he’s actually a very gentle soul and values cleanliness, way more than the rest of his bandmates. Which is why he travels with Windex. At all times. Sure, you’ve probably heard the glass cleaner’s all-purpose praises but did you know it works miracles on stubborn carpet spills? Oh yeah. A few spritzes of the clear blue stuff, a small scrubber brush and some elbow grease will get out even year-old stains. So the next time you’re flying down the road, the car skids to a halt because your best friend has to check out the hot girl at the gas station and your coffee spills, just do like Will and chillax. You’ve got a secret weapon in your pocket.

“Hey Love, what’s that you’ve got in your pocket?” Stefan has just returned and he’s giving us that devilish grin. Will’s eyes just finished rolling in his head.

I’m just going to ignore Stefan’s comment and remind him he’s supposed to be on his best behavior at this tour stop. “I was just sharing your love of smoothies and glass cleaner with Miss Wenona and her lovely followers. Any other tips you’d like to impart? PG rated tips, before you get any crazy ideas.”

They give each other a look as if I’ve just spoken gibberish. Stefan’s eyes light up. This could be really good or really bad…

“Always share your candy,” he says.

“Okaayy. I guess that’s pretty PG and a good enough tip,” I tell Stefan in return. Sort of proud he’s behaving. “Slightly random. Care to explain?”

He pulls the inside corner of his lip in with his teeth. He’s got great teeth.

“It always tastes better on someone else’s lips, Love.”

Author girl just looks at Will. We shrug. “Halloween!” We realize at the same time.

Well there you have it, folks. Apparently Stefan was inspired during his perusing of Wenona’s lovely site. Everyone have a safe and happy October! Hope you enjoyed this edition of “Rock Star D-I-Y”.

Thanks for having us and remember, Love Stories Rock!

Wicked Flower
A Sin Pointe Novel
Book 5
Carlene Love Flores

Genre: Erotic Contemporary Romance

ISBN: 978-1-77130-987-5

Number of pages: 228
Word Count: 80,160

Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

Book Description:

Sin Pointe front man Stefan Calderon is playing a very dangerous game and his mom’s live-in caretaker, Dani Foster, just landed right smack in the middle of it.

Practically strangers when Stefan rolls into his small hometown looking to patch things up with Mom, his and Dani’s worlds collide with a hot and intense hook up. He knows right away this woman will make the perfect partner for his two weeks in town. But when she realizes whose son he is, and what he’s there to do, sexy times come to an abrupt halt.

That is until they come up with a solution. Rules. Every game needs them. The question isn’t if they’ll break them, but when and how hard.

It’s a wickedly delicious game, one neither of them intends to lose.

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Wow. Had Will pegged this perfectly or what? Stefan was determined not to hear her. What hurt Dani most was how his confidence had been shattered by a ten minute conversation in a silly rose garden.
She didn’t even remember that she’d just been crying and the wetness on her cheeks surprised her when she wiped a piece of hair from her face. “But you come back. And when you do, you bring the best laughs and joy with you. You bring yourself.”
“No, don’t do that. Don’t make me out to be some good guy, Dani. It’ll only hurt you in the end.” He paused and then stabbed her with a look sharper than steel. “You sucked my cock good last night, but that doesn’t mean you own me. I don’t owe you anything.”
Her face flamed with sheer anger. She nearly spit the word asshole right back in his face but remembered Will’s warning. She could be just as stubborn. “Try again. I did suck your cock good and no, you don’t owe me anything. But you will hear me out. You know who else leaves their loved ones behind? How about soldiers?”
“That’s different and you know it.”
“How so? They stay gone for months. Thom gets one two-week break half-way through his year-long tour. He comes home one time, Stefan. In an entire year. How is that different than what you do?”
Stefan looked like she’d shot him. He held his hands over his midsection and hunched over before he righted himself again.
“I don’t know. It just is. I’m not laying my life on the line for anyone.”
“But you’re putting it on hold so you can make all those people who love your music happy.” She wouldn’t stop now. “I bet if you were with someone, you’d find a way to see that person, no matter how far away you were. And I bet that person would be thankful, and…” Her eyes welled up with tears again. “So very happy for each moment, no matter how short or how much time passed between visits. Or how big of a mean jerk you could be sometimes.”
The amount of time he stayed with his head bowed down killed Dani. Losing him in a couple days hadn’t hurt before because she realized she’d held out hope that things would work out between them. That her Superman would figure it out and fix it all. He’d invite his mom to Nashville and Dani too. All she needed was an invitation and his ability to wait two measly months for her to arrive.
“Stefan, look at me.”
She waited patiently.
“I’ll just hurt you, Dani. Don’t you get it? I fucking love you and I’d hurt you.”
Her breath tunneled around her lungs and her knees threatened to give out but she wouldn’t stop until she’d convinced him he would not do that. Not if he … not if he loved her. The way she loved him back.
“Why do you keep saying that? Leaving, when it’s your job, doesn’t hurt the one you love.”
Her mind was nearly useless after his use of the L word. Maybe he was trying to tell her he wouldn’t be faithful.
“You don’t understand me, Dani.”
“Then help me out here. Are you saying you’d sleep around on the road? Is that some inevitable part of you being Stefan Calderon, bass player?”
Crap. He wasn’t answering her.
“Fuck, I don’t know. Maybe. I’ve never been tested like that.”
“What the hell do you mean?”
Again he went silent. And this time he got up out of his stool and walked to the sink. As if they hadn’t just been in an industrial sized conversation, he reached up and pulled a glass from a cupboard and filled it with water. He guzzled the entire thing down then filled it up and walked back over to her. He set the glass down in front of her, nudging her hand which she realized was in a tight fist.
“Fighting can’t be good for the baby. Dinner’s getting cold. Let’s eat. Then maybe we’ll talk more.”
Maybe we’ll talk more? Who did he think he was? Ending their discussion like that. But her chest had tightened and she knew he was right when she took in a deep breath and felt the built up tension leave and her body relax back to normal.
She hated that he was right. But if he thought she wouldn’t fight for him, he was dead wrong. She took the glass of water, emptying it then handed it back to him.
“What did you get?”
She could play nice while they ate. He loved her.
Stefan brought their plates over. He sat down across from her and stabbed a peapod and a chunk of pink salmon, shaking his head as he bit the food from the fork and chewed. He stabbed another and another bite.
Whoever had made this man, had gotten so many things so very right. No matter that all those things combined made her absolutely crazy.
He loved her. He’d said so.
She chewed, and tried not to cry smile.

About the Author:

Carlene Love Flores is a fan of the stars (especially Orion), music (especially Depeche Mode), and her traveling family (no favorites-she loves them all). These inspire her intimate romance stories.

If she could touch someone’s heart with writing the way others have for her, she’d say there never lived a luckier girl.  

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Carlene Love said...

Happy Friday! Thanks so much for hostessing us today. xoxoxoxo

Roxanne Rhoads said...

Fabulous guest blog :-)

Carlene Love said...

Thank you so much, Roxanne!