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Fresh Pick | SAZERAC SEDUCTION by Eden Elgabri
Fresh Pick / October 6, 2010

October 2010 On Sale: October 1, 2010 Featuring: Cynthia LeBlanc; Remy Allemande ISBN: 1603105379 EAN: 9781603105378 e-Book $5.50 Add to Wish List Romance Erotica Sensual Buy at Sazerac Seduction by Eden Elgabri Remy Allemande has one task – keep Cynthia LeBlanc from snooping around Crawdaddy’s and keep her the hell out of the courthouse. One look at the luscious opposing counsel makes him decide to acheive that task by seducing her. The best way to do that is to get her liquored up on New Orleans favorite, Sazerac. Cynthia Leblanc is not who she seems to be and has a secret of her own. But how far will she be willing to go to keep it? Will this straight-laced attorney pose as a prostitute to gain the knowledge she needs? Will Remy seduce her? And what will happen when the two finally have their day in court? Excerpt Remy Allemande stood by the side of his pirogue and tried to look busy. He’d been sweating his balls off for the past hour waiting for his prey to show. Bingo. The hot little wheat blonde ambled down the dock now. In a dress. She’d been sweating too and the light…

Ashley March | From Romance Reader to Romance Writer: Still Not Ashamed
Author Guest / October 6, 2010

I began reading romance novels when I was young.  Hot, steamy Jude Deveraux historical novels from the hardcover section of my local library.  My mother had no idea they were romances; if she had, she wouldn’t have approved.  When I tried buying romance novels with my allowance from Wal-Mart, she would judge the cover as to whether or not it could be deemed acceptable reading material for me (not realizing the excerpt inside would have been a much better clue).  Years passed by, and friends would tease me about reading romances.  Store clerks would give me “the look” when the book I wanted to buy featured a half-naked man and woman locked in a torrid embrace on the cover.  I learned from all these experiences to only buy historical romance novels with pretty covers on them—you know, the ones with flowers or necklaces, or a picture of a manor house.  Or, if I really wanted one that had a sexy cover, I would turn it upside down in public, trying my best to hide everything with my hand. It took me a while to get over this.  But the older I got, the more I realized that I really didn’t…