{July 18, 2013}   Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls

I’m so feeling this song today. I really think that this song sums up quite a bit of the relationship vibe between Charli and Haru in Blood and Roses.

Today, I’m hosting Rue Volley on my blog to tell you about her newest series.


The Bitter End

 Book one in the Golden Crown Series™

 Bethany was born into a world of privilege and has never had to want for anything in her life. Her parents gave her everything, but the one thing she desired the most was love. When Bethany’s Mother dies her Father becomes even more distant with the immediate replacement of Bethany’s Mother by “Miko”, a woman who has no compassion nor interest in Bethany whatsoever.  On her own and living in a penthouse, which is a lavish gift from her Father, Bethany ignores all responsibility as she lives on a weekly allowance her Father is sure to place into her bank account. With too much time on her hands Bethany is free to pursue other interests such as a boy she never cared for in school named Ryan Blackwell. Ryan is a male escort for hire and has made his living on pleasuring the higher echelons of New York society women, but when he meets Bethany his game is shifted from one of hunter to prey and he will soon find out that she is not the easy target he once imagined. Their torrid love affair is filled with a painful need to harm each other in every way, including the bedroom. Will Bethany finally receive the love she has always desired or will her lineage doom her forever?

 “The Bitter End” is book one in the Golden Crown Series, filled with lust, greed, suspense and murder. Sometimes new beginnings lead only to bitter ends.  

“The Bitter End is a totally wicked-ass, mind shattering and twisted hot read.  Rue Volley is a wordsmith Goddess.”  ~ Kim McNeil Bestselling author of “Caleb”

 Only one word can describe this book and it’s HOT!  ~ Jackie Mcmahon bestselling author 

“It never ceases to amaze me the level of depth that Rue Volley can mix with the naughtiest storylines. If you are looking for a dark and unpredictable erotic roller coaster…The Bitter End is for you!” ~Shanna Roberson Trudy’s All Things Books Blog and Reviews.

 “This is a Must read ADULTS only story that will make you fall in love with the characters and their personalities and grab your heart, soul, and libido.” ~ Jenny Bynum Black Words-White Pages

 “… It has to be made into a movie or series because this is SOOOO GOOD!” ~Lovetiggi Book Reviews

 “You are going to get a lot of emotion in this story and you might just feel a little used in the end but let me say you will understand once you read this amazing work from Rue Volley why it’s a must read. You will never want to put it down because each page brings new twists.” ~Bella Paranormal Book Club

 “Lots of Drama, Lots of sex, a little murder among the Elite…what more could you ask for?!! Definitely give this one 5 stars, I’d give more if they would allow it!” ~Elizabeth A. Lance Bestselling author of “Agents for the Crown”



 Book Two “The Twin Dragons”

 The Golden Crown Series™

 A terrible past will build two things, a bridge to freedom or a gate to hell. Join the Players of The Golden Crown Series in book two as the saga continues.

 Reluctantly accepting her fate, Bethany has settled into the role of “Mother” but never that of “wife”. She feels the looming threat approaching that will leave her alone with Ryan as August and Cas near their 18th birthdays. She has spent years with prescription medication guiding her moods and emotions only to suddenly decide to allow the world to creep back in. With that she ventures out and finds danger at the hands of what may be her only redemption. This one act sets the chess game in motion as a new man enters their lives and Bethany finds it very hard to resist him. Threatened and fearing rejection, Ryan contacts an old enemy and invites the darkness back in. All the while, August and Cas both harbor dark secrets of their own, navigating a world both Ryan and Beth are not even aware of until it may be too late. Sometimes no matter what you do, the dragon will rise.

 “OMFG! This quote from the book sums it up perfectly: “Terrible pasts only build two things…an amazing bridge to freedom or a gate to hell.” Kudos to Author Rue Volley for continuing the roller coaster ride in the second book, The Twin Dragons, of the Golden Crown Series.” ~bestselling author Kim Mcneil

 “This book is hotter and darker than the first! Completely amazing, the only word that comes to mind is WOW! Once I started reading I couldn’t put this book down, so much dark twisted drama with hot sex scenes that keeps you wanting more.” ~ author Jackie Mcmahon

 “Full of anger, lust, betrayal, hot and explicit sex scenes. ICE WATER please! LOL I really enjoyed the way the author pairs up the characters throughout the story, the suspense and mystery is killing me, as there is more to come from the Golden Crown Series… Rue Bring it On! This has already become one of my favorite reads.” ~Wendy Lovetiggi Author and owner of “Lovetiggi Book Reviews”

 “Just when I thought Rue’s writing couldn’t get any hotter, BAM! She comes up with this hotter than hell, toe curling, ‘needs a cold shower before I melt into a puddle’ sexiness! What an explosive continuation of my guiltiest pleasure!” ~Pyxi Rose Bestselling Author

 “Thank you, Rue Volley for sharing the phenomenal and exceptionally twisted story, and I am glad to have had the greatest privilege to read this story and have it be in my top five favorite books for 2013 of Indie Authors.” ~Jenny Bynum Black words White pages reviews 

“This is a fast paced read and very hard to put down! One Note, if you are not open to same-sex couples or light bondage, this is not the read for you, because the Twin Dragons brings all of that and pushes the limits of the imagination! Write faster!!!” ~Elizabeth A. Lance Bestselling author 



Author Bio

Rue Volley resides on earth with her partner in crime, Von Erik and their two pugs, Mobacca and Oshi Wan Konobi. She is a descendant of the Blackfoot Indians and is very proud of her heritage. She is a bestselling author with over 30 books published with Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly publishing, Hot Ink Press and Vamptasy Publishing.  She writes YA, adult fiction and hardcore erotica. Her writing has been described as a perfect blend of Tarantino and David Lynch. It is action packed, extremely twisted and full of perfected characters that jump right off of the page. Rue is a leading advocate for the Arts as she has been for almost 20 years now, hosting a Radio Station and magazine dedicated to Indie Artists getting more exposure. She also plays guitar, violin and sings occasionally if you can bribe her with chocolate.


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{July 9, 2013}   Ranty McRant

Warning…rant ahead.

I’m annoyed, irritated, pissed…if there’s a word that’s a synonym for angry, I’m feeling it. I’m so tired of people not working for what they want. They expect others to just hand things to them.  It seems that my generation falls into two camps…those who work hard for what they have and want; or those that sit back, wait for it to land in their laps, and when it doesn’t happen for them that way, blink and bitch and cry about how the world is unfair. 

Newsflash, sweeties….the world is HARD.  It’s serious business.  Sometimes, even busting your ass isn’t going to get you the results you’d like.  It happens.  When things don’t go according to plan, instead of laying there and bemoaning the unfairness of it all…get up and try something else.  To misquote Ben Franklin “Stupidity is doing the same thing over and over, expecting different results.”

Seriously…quit depending on other people to pave the way for you and do it yourself.  When you finally reach that goal, you’ll be a better person for it.

***Note:  Post Contains Adult Content***


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In the words of the amazing Joss Whedon when asked “Why do you keep writing these strong women?  Because you’re still asking me that question.”  I like my women, sassy, full of personality, grit, and a touch of bad ass. For me, Heaven Leigh , my heroine in, Keys to Heaven, fits all that and more. Her quips, comeback, and strength, pack a powerful punch Think Buffy, Anita Blake, and Bo from, Lost Girl. Don’t know who I’m talking about? Here are some nifty links: Buffy, Lost Girl, and Anita Blake.

Now that we’re on the same page, they’re made of awesome, right?  The beauty about writing is there are no rules. I don’t think romance has to be all softness and sweet emotions. It can be raw, dirty, edgy, and exciting. I did my best to channel that with, Keys to Heaven. With my heroine I could write things I didn’t normally, and explore. Long story short, she made me bring my A-game. * wild grin. I loved every moment of it. Outcast from birth, the half angel, half demon is thrown for a loop when she breaks her own rules, and discovers that she is the key to ruining the earth or saving it… want to know more?

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Born to a fallen angel and a demon, Heaven Leigh Spirit has never truly fit in. Shunned, tested, and ridiculed, she’s hardened her heart, building a wall around her none are allowed to scale. Carving a life for herself running the neutral bar, Purgatory, she caters to all things winged , clawed, and other, provided they play nice.  When she breaks her middle of the road stance to rescue a newly fallen angel she gets more than she bargained for.   The amnesic angel awakes in the bed of the only woman he’s ever lusted after with nothing  more than the knowledge he was sent to protect her. Struggling to remember who he is, and why she’s in danger, he fully embraces the passion between them that blazes hotter than hell fire. When the truth about his mission comes out he must fight to convince her the love they share is real, and he’s not going anywhere.

In an ironic twist of fate the woman cast aside for a birthright she never asked for holds the keys to the worlds ruin or salvation.   For the first time he saw past her carefree façade. Her eyes darkened and she shook her head. “I don’t see long term in the cards for someone like me.”

“Like you?” He shook his head.  “What does that mean?”

“Let’s just say I’m the kind of different most people can’t handle.” She rinsed off her plate, back ramrod straight as she “What if I want to try?” The words stunned them both. Where did that come from?

“You can’t even remember your name Angel Man.” Sorrow tinged her voice, and she shook her head.

“And yet I remember you.” Acting on instinct he pressed her into the sink, placing both arms on either side of her body. He bent down buried his nose into her silky, soft  hair and inhaled. She smelled like floral musk. “I know I’ve spent days wondering how you’d smell, and if you hair would be as soft as feather down.”  He nudged her hair away with his nose and nuzzled her neck. “How you’d taste.” Her breath caught. He ground his erection into her firm ass. “I’ve whiled away hours dreaming of being inside you, so much that now when I don’t even know anything about myself you remain the vibrant, sexy, center my world orbits around.” “Jesus Angel man, you went from clueless to seducer in zero to sixty.” “I get the feeling I’ve never done this before ,so I’m glad I’m doing it right.” His voice shook. Being here with her like this was his birthday and Christmas rolled into one. She leaned back, wound her arms around his neck and purred. “How about I break you in nice and proper and we figure the rest out later.”  Her voice was liquid sex. He couldn’t ignore it had he wanted to. “I was trying so hard to be a good girl and let you go unscathed, but then you lay this secret admirer bit on me.” She turned her head to peer at him over her shoulder. Her eyes glowed amber mixed with red. “I know you aren’t human and I’m fine with that… I get the feeling I’m not either.” “Angel Man I’m going to take you for a ride you’ll never forget.” His cock twitched. Lighting fast reflexes had her spun in his arms, her full breast pressed against his chest. “I wouldn’t have it either other way.” Breathless with anticipation he stood stock still. “Don’t just stand there, lift me up.” Her whispered words tickled his ear. He gripped her thighs and lifted her up onto the counter beside the sink. Moving between the long legs she spread wide, he groaned. The heady scent of her arousal filled his nostrils, and her heat practically singed him. Her eyes burned the strange amber-red that gave him “I need to know if you’re as tempting as you smell.” He flicked his tongue out to caress the seam of her lips, she opened her mouth and he slipped inside. Surrounded by the taste of sweet syrup and Heaven Leigh his head swam. Her nails dug into his back and their tongues battled. He gripped her hips squeezing tight as he used her as his anchor. His heart swelled, threatening to overflow with heady emotions he could barley wrap his healing brain around. More than an object of lust, or infatuation, this woman was a lifelong dream fulfilled. She pried her lips from his. “Bed now!” Her husky command called him to attention like a general as she wrapped her legs around him. He lifted her from the counter. Their lips met again and he stumbled down the hall, collapsing on to the bed with her in his lap. “Oh!” She ground in to him rolling her hips into his lap, biting his lip hard enough to draw blood. Her tongue caressed the wound and he watched transfixed as she swallowed taking a part of him inside her, a prelude to the act to come. Her body shook. “You burn so good going down, like whiskey.” Tilting her head she A feral impulse rose, from a dark, and possessive place. Clamping down on her skin until he drew blood he lapped the wound. The thick liquid singed his tongue and his throat and he growled. When he pulled away the wound healed like magic. An image of black wings flashed in his mind. Fairy? She placed a hand on the center of his chest, pushed him down and bent down to graze his lips with hers. “How “First thing we need to do is get these clothes off you. I want to see the goods.” She winked and he laughed at her A devilish smile showcased two dimples on either side of her face. “Then that’s what you’ll get. Scoot to the end of He complied and she stood from the bed. Power swept through the room and music sounded. The raw, edgy rift of a guitar rent the air, followed by the low thrumming of bass. Heavenleigh’s hips swayed. Eyes closed she was one with the rhythm, interpreting the lyrics with her body. Clutching the edge of her shirt she pulled it over her head, barring her pink bra with black skulls. Her breasts were high and firm, and her waist was trim where it dipped in before swelling out into hips he wanted to wrap his fingers around. The urge to mar her skin with his mark burned bright in his belly. He gripped the sheets below him, licking his lips as she unbuttoned her skirt, hooked her thumbs in the side, and swiveled her hips making love to the air Saliva filled his mouth. She pushed the denim down and revealed a set of fishnet underwear with pink bows on the side, and he did his best not to drool all over himself. Strutting over she sat in his lap facing him. She ground her hips to the music, reached behind her and popped the bra. The reveal of the caramel mounds sent him over the edge. Darting forward he sucked a dime size, nipple into his She moaned, dug her fingers into his hair, and arched her back. “Don’t forget the twin, she’s mighty lonely.” Heeding her advice he moved his hand up to massage her right breast, alternating between them both. Wetness escaped her panties and soaked the front of his pants. “Bite them Angel Man. I like to be handled with a rough touch.” He bit down on the beaded tip and she gasped.


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Releasing today

From the inspiring mind of Ey Wade comes the enthralling tale of, THE PERFECT SOLUTION-A Suspense in Choices.
Catrine Teddi (mother), Austin Sanchez (father), Mona Boots (Abductor), and introducing Brhin-Kristofferson Josef Teddi.

Brhin-Kristoffer gives an amazing, heart wrenching performance as the child mistakenly given to a stalker. Surrounded by a cast of equally fantastic characters, the story of a failed relationship, mistakes in supervision, and a glimpse of mental illness, is perfectly executed.

In her delusional belief she is final doing something right in her life, Mona leaves the daycare with Brhin in her arms. It’s a choice she is prepared to defend.

You can purchase it here.

Ey’s site is http://wade-inpublishing.com and you can read more about The Perfect Solution here. 


THE PERFECT SOLUTION- Because everyone wants to trust their childcare provider. an excerpt.

Catrine stepped back and looked around the room. Lifting her face towards the ceiling, she blinked to hold back the tears. “I’m sorry,” she repeated. “I’m just… I don’t know lost, hurt and profoundly disappointed.” Her hand fluttered in the air in frustration. “I think I have cried more here than I have ever done in my entire life. I just can’t take it in.” Catrine shook her head in confusion. “I have never been so disillusioned. I put my trust in you.” She glared angrily. “I placed the most precious thing I had in the world in your hands and you people did not take your job seriously. Do you understand how important your presence is here? This is not just a baby-sitting thing. You are responsible for lives, lives that depend totally on you when they are here.” Catrine quickly bypassed the detective and stood in front of Mrs. Wall. “You have absolutely no business,” she angrily jabbed a finger into the woman’s chest with every word she spoke. “no, business at all having any control over the lives of so many children. None of you do.” Her voice broke with the bluntness of her words as she turned and waved her hand to include the entire staff of the day care center. “All of you should be held responsible for neglect, and abuse and I will make sure that you are.”

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