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Sunday, November 13, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
Reviewer says of my book titled Not Good Enough
Not Good Enough by G. E. Stills
Best friends, Trish and Sheila, set out to go on a cruise to Australia. The mission: to find Trish a man—not just any man—he needs to pass Sheila’s rewuirements of being rich and sexy. Before they board the ship, Sheila manages to disgruntle Jason, the man with the sensual, deep-blue eyes who happened to peak Trish’s interest. In Sheila’s eyes, her friend could do better.
A twist of fate intervenes. Trish gets a chance at redemption when an act of sabotage leaves her stranded with Jason on a deserted island. She learns Jason is just as beautiful on the inside as he is underneath his dress shirt, and much to Jason’s surprise, Trish is nothing like her loud-mouthed, vulgar friend. Love is born from months spent in each other’s arms.
Upon rescue, Trish learns Jason is the wealthy heir and partner in J. R. & Son, a very successful shipping company. Fearing she is now not good enough for him, she disappears out of his life. Jason is miserable when he finds there is no way to contact her. His true love is a woman who doesn’t want to be found. Will he ever find her, or has he lost Trish forever?
In ‘Not Good Enough’, Author, G.E. Stills explores the sensuality of self with this romantic love story. The depth of his characters draws you in, making you feel each soul-searching kiss. If you like to read about love in all the right places, you need to read this book!
—Lee-Ann Graff Vinson, Author of Love's Trust
Best friends, Trish and Sheila, set out to go on a cruise to Australia. The mission: to find Trish a man—not just any man—he needs to pass Sheila’s rewuirements of being rich and sexy. Before they board the ship, Sheila manages to disgruntle Jason, the man with the sensual, deep-blue eyes who happened to peak Trish’s interest. In Sheila’s eyes, her friend could do better.
A twist of fate intervenes. Trish gets a chance at redemption when an act of sabotage leaves her stranded with Jason on a deserted island. She learns Jason is just as beautiful on the inside as he is underneath his dress shirt, and much to Jason’s surprise, Trish is nothing like her loud-mouthed, vulgar friend. Love is born from months spent in each other’s arms.
Upon rescue, Trish learns Jason is the wealthy heir and partner in J. R. & Son, a very successful shipping company. Fearing she is now not good enough for him, she disappears out of his life. Jason is miserable when he finds there is no way to contact her. His true love is a woman who doesn’t want to be found. Will he ever find her, or has he lost Trish forever?
In ‘Not Good Enough’, Author, G.E. Stills explores the sensuality of self with this romantic love story. The depth of his characters draws you in, making you feel each soul-searching kiss. If you like to read about love in all the right places, you need to read this book!
—Lee-Ann Graff Vinson, Author of Love's Trust
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
Not Good Enough my new book release
The pleasure cruise is turning into a nightmare. The evening before, Jay asks a pair of attractive ladies to dance. One of them heaps insults on him and tells him he’s not good enough. He doesn’t even know their names but in his opinion, the two are nothing but trouble. After being thrown overboard, he drifts ashore on a island. To his dismay, he discovers that one of them has washed ashore with him. Swallowing his anger and cursing his rotten luck, he assists her away for the surf and sets out to find help.
While trying to apologize to Mr. Smiles, Trish sees the two men throw him overboard. She tries to rescue him and is tossed over herself. When she regains conscious, she is looking up into his non-smiling face. Stranded alone with him on an island, she wonders if he will assist her or leave her to fend for herself.
While trying to apologize to Mr. Smiles, Trish sees the two men throw him overboard. She tries to rescue him and is tossed over herself. When she regains conscious, she is looking up into his non-smiling face. Stranded alone with him on an island, she wonders if he will assist her or leave her to fend for herself.
Available at Gypsy Shadow Publishing
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Boston review
I just got a review on Boston
BOOK REVIEW – ‘BOSTON’ – G.E. STILLS
Boston is an earth witch who worships the goddess Artemis and follows the strict code of the Rede. She never uses her magick to harm others. Boston is also a very lonely girl.
When the sexy and alluring Destin asks her to accompany him and his best friend on a sailing vacation to Hawaii, it was an offer she couldn’t refuse. She boards his private vessel, but gets more than she bargained for when she’s introduced to Sondra, a witch of the water, who is also along for the ride.
The three of them have wild plans for Boston, if she will agree to have them all in her bed. But the fun has to wait when the ship is boarded by kidnappers who demand a ransom for the return of the wealthy Destin. The two women work together and use their powers to bring the lives of their captors to a bloody end.
As their punishment for violating the Rede, the bond between Boston and Sondra is consummated as they share their fate from the goddesses. Their lives become joined. Anything Sondra experiences, physical or mentally, Boston in turn feels just as strongly, including hot, fiery orgasms.
Author, G.E. Stills takes us on a wild ride of wanton abandon in this captivating, sexual fantasy. Boston experiences sensual delights she’d never dreamed possible. The heat is bewitching and will make you rush to reach the explosive finish.
Lee-Ann Graff Vinson – Great Minds Think Aloud
BOOK REVIEW – ‘BOSTON’ – G.E. STILLS
Boston is an earth witch who worships the goddess Artemis and follows the strict code of the Rede. She never uses her magick to harm others. Boston is also a very lonely girl.
When the sexy and alluring Destin asks her to accompany him and his best friend on a sailing vacation to Hawaii, it was an offer she couldn’t refuse. She boards his private vessel, but gets more than she bargained for when she’s introduced to Sondra, a witch of the water, who is also along for the ride.
The three of them have wild plans for Boston, if she will agree to have them all in her bed. But the fun has to wait when the ship is boarded by kidnappers who demand a ransom for the return of the wealthy Destin. The two women work together and use their powers to bring the lives of their captors to a bloody end.
As their punishment for violating the Rede, the bond between Boston and Sondra is consummated as they share their fate from the goddesses. Their lives become joined. Anything Sondra experiences, physical or mentally, Boston in turn feels just as strongly, including hot, fiery orgasms.
Author, G.E. Stills takes us on a wild ride of wanton abandon in this captivating, sexual fantasy. Boston experiences sensual delights she’d never dreamed possible. The heat is bewitching and will make you rush to reach the explosive finish.
Lee-Ann Graff Vinson – Great Minds Think Aloud
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Callie's Fate Book Review by G.E. Stills
Callie's Fate book review by G.E. Stills
Lee-Ann Graff Vinson’s story is a mixture of anger, humor, vengeance and romance. The reader is taken from the deepest valleys of despair to soaring heights of happiness. Callie’s cheating husband, Donald is an unemployed plumber and throughout the story, plumbing terms are applied to things having nothing to do with plumbing.Callie is a workaholic who, contrary to her dreams, has settled for a husband who is not tall dark and handsome. The couple are total opposites, and yet their marriage has lasted for fourteen years.Callie returns from a business trip early to surprise her husband on their anniversary. She arrives early in the morning and observes a woman leave their house with a wrinkled skirt after having obviously been there keeping Donald entertained. Callie decides enough is enough. She drives away to a coffee shop in anger and hurt, her life and marriage in a shambles.I nearly choked on my own coffee with laughter at Lee-Ann’s words when the Barista asks for her drink order. Callie invents a new one. The one bright spot in her life is in the form of a handsome Marine, but is he just a character in her steaming hot dreams?Through Lee-Ann’s words you share Callie’s emotions of anger, frustration, vengeance and humor. I highly recommend it to readers.
Avaliable at Gypsy Shadow Publishing, Amazon.com, Barnes & Nobel and other fine book stores.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Boston contest
ContestTo participate in drawing comment at the end of this blog entry with the correct answer. The answer can be found in the excerpt below. The contest will run from September 20th through September 26th. On the 27th the winning entry will be picked at random and announced here and on Facebook. The prize awarded will be a free copy of the book Boston.
Content Warning: Contains violence, coarse language, and explicit scenes of sexuality. This is a ménage story containing M/F, MFM, F/F, MFMF, anal sex/play, and double-penetration.
Question: How does the character Sondra destroy pirates with her magick?
Boston excerpt
R rated for strong language and violence
A commotion out on deck drew their attention. By the light outside, Boston judged it to be mid-morning. They looked out the porthole window and saw both Destin and Jared on their knees, hands bound and dog collars with leashes attached around their necks. Four armed men guarded them.
The women watched as the male members of the crew were marched out to the railing, their hands also bound. In horror, they watched as the attackers forced each man to his knees and placed a gun against the base of his skull. One-by-one they were executed, their bodies kicked over the side.
One of the captors filmed the whole thing. When all four had been executed, through the open porthole they heard one man say, “That should prove to your fathers we mean business. I’m sure it will motivate them to pay the ransom we demand. If not…well there’s always your girlfriends.”
Destin struggled and was punched in the head for his efforts. “Put them back in their cabins,” the man growled. Three men hauled Jared and Destin to their feet and marched them off.
Both women looked at each other in shock and disbelief. They spent the day trying to think of some way to get free. That night they lay awake and listened to blood curdling screams of terror and agony and the grunts of pleasure of their assailants. It wasn’t hard to guess the fate of the two female crewmembers. In the early morning, the screams stopped. They watched as the women’s bodies were tossed over the side to join the male crewmembers in the deep.
Sondra turned to Boston. Her expression changed from horror and sorrow to intense anger. “I knew every one of them. They were all nice people. Fuck the Rede that says we can’t harm others with our magick. This is one witch who’s going to do as much harm to those sadistic bastards as possible. They may win in the end, but they’re sure going to get a sample of my magick. Maybe I can take a few of them with me into the next life. All of my life, I’ve been nonviolent. Now, I’m pissed.”
“I’m with you,” Boston said. “I don’t know how much I can do in all this water since I am an earth witch, but I’ll help in any way I can.”
****
Sondra sat on the floor and closed her eyes. She didn’t know what all the men looked like. She hadn’t seen their faces. She knew very well what Jim and Felix looked like though. She’d watched as the two of them felt her up. She formed a picture of Jim in her mind. Then she formed a picture of water. She combined the two. Reaching out with her thoughts she located him and linked.
* * * *
Sondra felt it when, unable to breathe, Jim stumbled and fell to the floor. She could see it in her mind when each time he opened his mouth to scream in pain, water poured from his lungs. She felt him claw desperately at his throat. More water formed in his lungs. His eyes bulged. She heard “What the fuck?” flash through his mind. With a final gurgle, he lay still. Visibly shaken and feeling some of Jim’s final moments of pain, she opened her eyes and shook herself. I’m learning though. Next time I won’t link so tight.
A humorless grin creased Sondra’s face. One down. She sought out Felix next and felt his mind, linked with him. He was sitting in the galley. She almost felt his cup of coffee touch his lips. Her grin widened as she sensed his reaction to his lungs suddenly filling with water. Without compassion, she sensed his panic at not being able to breathe. In her mind’s eye she watched the bastard struggle to his feet, only to drop to his knees and quickly die. This time she didn’t share the pain.
* * * *
Boston watched Sondra attentively as a humorless smile formed on the other woman’s lips.
“What are you doing?” Boston asked.
Sondra didn’t open her eyes. “Using my water magick to drown the bastards where they stand. Why don’t you see what you can do? I just took out Jim and Felix. A word of warning though, don’t link with them too tight.”
“I can picture the cameraman.”
“Good, then that will be our next target. I’ll help you all I can.”
Boston felt magical energy reach out from Sondra. Goddess, forgive me for what I am about to do. Boston formed a vision in her mind of the cameraman. She sat next to
Sondra and closed her eyes to concentrate. Her mind reached out on a seek and destroy mission. He was seated on a bunk. She sensed he was not alone.
The same humorless, almost predatory smile stretched her lips.
Best of Luck to all
R rated for strong language and violence
A commotion out on deck drew their attention. By the light outside, Boston judged it to be mid-morning. They looked out the porthole window and saw both Destin and Jared on their knees, hands bound and dog collars with leashes attached around their necks. Four armed men guarded them.
The women watched as the male members of the crew were marched out to the railing, their hands also bound. In horror, they watched as the attackers forced each man to his knees and placed a gun against the base of his skull. One-by-one they were executed, their bodies kicked over the side.
One of the captors filmed the whole thing. When all four had been executed, through the open porthole they heard one man say, “That should prove to your fathers we mean business. I’m sure it will motivate them to pay the ransom we demand. If not…well there’s always your girlfriends.”
Destin struggled and was punched in the head for his efforts. “Put them back in their cabins,” the man growled. Three men hauled Jared and Destin to their feet and marched them off.
Both women looked at each other in shock and disbelief. They spent the day trying to think of some way to get free. That night they lay awake and listened to blood curdling screams of terror and agony and the grunts of pleasure of their assailants. It wasn’t hard to guess the fate of the two female crewmembers. In the early morning, the screams stopped. They watched as the women’s bodies were tossed over the side to join the male crewmembers in the deep.
Sondra turned to Boston. Her expression changed from horror and sorrow to intense anger. “I knew every one of them. They were all nice people. Fuck the Rede that says we can’t harm others with our magick. This is one witch who’s going to do as much harm to those sadistic bastards as possible. They may win in the end, but they’re sure going to get a sample of my magick. Maybe I can take a few of them with me into the next life. All of my life, I’ve been nonviolent. Now, I’m pissed.”
“I’m with you,” Boston said. “I don’t know how much I can do in all this water since I am an earth witch, but I’ll help in any way I can.”
****
Sondra sat on the floor and closed her eyes. She didn’t know what all the men looked like. She hadn’t seen their faces. She knew very well what Jim and Felix looked like though. She’d watched as the two of them felt her up. She formed a picture of Jim in her mind. Then she formed a picture of water. She combined the two. Reaching out with her thoughts she located him and linked.
* * * *
Sondra felt it when, unable to breathe, Jim stumbled and fell to the floor. She could see it in her mind when each time he opened his mouth to scream in pain, water poured from his lungs. She felt him claw desperately at his throat. More water formed in his lungs. His eyes bulged. She heard “What the fuck?” flash through his mind. With a final gurgle, he lay still. Visibly shaken and feeling some of Jim’s final moments of pain, she opened her eyes and shook herself. I’m learning though. Next time I won’t link so tight.
A humorless grin creased Sondra’s face. One down. She sought out Felix next and felt his mind, linked with him. He was sitting in the galley. She almost felt his cup of coffee touch his lips. Her grin widened as she sensed his reaction to his lungs suddenly filling with water. Without compassion, she sensed his panic at not being able to breathe. In her mind’s eye she watched the bastard struggle to his feet, only to drop to his knees and quickly die. This time she didn’t share the pain.
* * * *
Boston watched Sondra attentively as a humorless smile formed on the other woman’s lips.
“What are you doing?” Boston asked.
Sondra didn’t open her eyes. “Using my water magick to drown the bastards where they stand. Why don’t you see what you can do? I just took out Jim and Felix. A word of warning though, don’t link with them too tight.”
“I can picture the cameraman.”
“Good, then that will be our next target. I’ll help you all I can.”
Boston felt magical energy reach out from Sondra. Goddess, forgive me for what I am about to do. Boston formed a vision in her mind of the cameraman. She sat next to
Sondra and closed her eyes to concentrate. Her mind reached out on a seek and destroy mission. He was seated on a bunk. She sensed he was not alone.
The same humorless, almost predatory smile stretched her lips.
Best of Luck to all
Gary/G.E. Stills
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