Use handcuffs specifically designed for the bedroom.
- At all times use cuffs that have double lock feature.
- Evade cheap handcuffs, they can jam or become too tight.
Always practice safe sex.
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Friday, June 7, 2013
Friday's Fetish Tip
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Sneak Peek Sunday
Welcome to the Sneak Peek Sunday Blog Hop
Please click on the link at the end to take you to other Sneak Peeks.
Being a Las Vegas cop, Steph recognized the evil lurking in the shadows of the beautiful city, also known as Sin City. As the chopper made a turn, she viewed the vast landscape as an artist‟s canvas. The awesome structures designed and built by nameless men. So many lives below. Where there is sin and sadness, one will also find love and happiness.
With a deep sigh, Steph continued to gaze at the site, wondering where she fit into the street party of existence. Not a single malicious bone in her body, yet a monster lurked inside, crying to be set free. And, despite the desire to have a special someone to share a lifetime of love and happiness, meaningless one-night stands never filled the emptiness inside. Lately, living and breathing her job had become her reason for lack of a social life. That, and always being looked at as one of the guys and a hard ass.
Some of the cops‟ wives had made it their mission to fix her up with someone. Despite their efforts to feminize her, she intimidated the men they‟d found for her. Not considered butch—she had all the right curves in all the right places and could wear sexy clothing that normally only looked good on a model—but everyone knew how tough she could be.
Controlling the power hidden deep inside her proved to be difficult and had ruined many relationships. Her last boyfriend liked to try kinky things, but had his limits. She‟d gone out with a guy who‟d insisted she be submissive to him, but that felt completely false and ended shortly after it began.
What’s wrong with me?
Today's Sneak Peek is from:
Available from Decadent Publishing and Amazon
Friday, May 17, 2013
Fetish Friday - Handcuffs
Handcuffs are an important accessory for a cop
costume but also can be a lot of fun in the bedroom. Keep in mind, handcuffs
used in sex play are made to be comfortable and safe so don’t borrow your buddy’s
police issue. Having restricted movement will intensify the senses and make for
very sensual loving.
A recent study found that men who engage
in bondage say they feel less sad, nervous or hopeless than men do generally.
They're not markedly different from other men-bondage may be just a way
"to express their heightened interest in sex and sexual permissiveness,"
says Richard O de Visser, PhD, author of the study in the Journal of Sexual
Medicine. "It's simply a sexual interest that's attractive to a minority,
and not indicative of past abuse or difficulty with 'normal' sex," Visser
says.
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| Handcuffs can make for some erotic fun. CLICK HERE |
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Tasty Tuesday - A Matter of Lust
Blurb:
Trask is a lust demon on the hunt for a playmate, a
human exceptional enough to sate some of his ravenous hunger. When he finds
Rena, he knows that she is the one he must have. He makes it his business to
seduce her.
Rena is immediately drawn to Trask. She could easily
fall for the dangerously sexy bad boy who makes her scream every time he makes
her come, but the problem with bad boys is that they’re actually bad. They
break girls’ hearts and hers has been broken too many times already. One more
crack might shatter it forever.
Trask claims Rena for his own, but she needs more than
just sizzling sex. She wants to trust him, but can they ever share anything
more than lust?
An Excerpt From: A MATTER OF LUST
Copyright © LISA FOX, 2012
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
Chapter One
The deep, melodic trance music vibrated
through Trask’s body as he prowled the crowded dance floor. He was hungry, so
very, very hungry, and the time had come for him to find a willing partner for
the night. Any one of the mortals undulating around him would have sufficed,
but so far none of them appealed to him. The need gnawed at his insides, but he
waited, searching for the one. Over his long years among the humans, he’d learned
that it always paid to be a little bit discriminating. It made the feast so
much more gratifying.
He sidestepped around a young woman, his
shoulder accidentally brushing against hers. He felt her body temperature rise
as he passed, the lust that had been simmering just below the surface swelling
to a fevered pitch within her. She grabbed her companion and kissed him
ferociously, shamelessly rubbing herself against him. She wasn’t the only one
affected by his presence either. Potent waves of raw sexual energy radiated
from him, infecting the air around him, threatening to turn the club into one
giant orgy. Trask smiled at the thought.
He cruised the dance floor, reveling in
the exquisite thrill of his hunt. Human lust was such a decadent treat, so very
different from the desperate lust of the damned in hell, and it filled this
ordinarily dull world with brilliant light and added depth to the darkest
shadows. He could feel it oozing from the dancers, the men and the women,
sweating and panting, touching and grinding, their bodies writhing in time with
the music. Tension built in his groin and he welcomed the pure, straining
delight.
He stopped suddenly, the prickling at the
base of his spine alerting him to the presence of another demon nearby. Not a
lust demon like himself, but something similar. Pride maybe, or perhaps wrath?
He couldn’t quite get a fix on it. He waited, wondering if it was going to make
contact. Often other demons haunting and hunting the human realm wanted to
meet, to plot and plan and scheme, to “raise some hell” or whatever, but he got
the impression that it was occupied with something else entirely. Which was
just fine with him. He’d never been the social sort.
The music changed and a thumping bass beat
poured out of the speakers. Trask shook off the psychic residue of the other
and worked his way toward the bar. He ordered a bourbon on the rocks and leaned
back, happily absorbing the intoxicating atmosphere while scanning the crowd
for his potential playmate.
His gaze fell upon a woman on the edge of
the dance floor in a short, black dress that hugged every curve of her luscious
body. Her violently dyed red hair was piled high on her head and sexy tendrils
escaped to frame her heart-shaped face. There was a hint of rosy flush on her
smooth, round cheeks and the way her hips swayed to the music made his cock
stir.
Trask placed his drink aside and
unconsciously ran his tongue over his teeth as he glided toward her. She was
tall, probably close to six feet in her heels, but he still had to lean down to
whisper close to her ear. “Hello,” he purred, breathing in her clean scent of
shampoo and roses and woman.
She turned slowly toward him, her gaze
roaming over his face, his body, and he got the distinct impression that she
was mentally undressing him. He certainly hoped she was. She obviously liked
what she saw because a smile blossomed on her glossy, pink lips. “Hi.”
The instant, piercing sexual tension
between them made his blood surge. He reached out with a fine strand of psychic
energy and lightly dipped into her primal core. Trask hissed as desire coiled
in his groin. She was sweet ambrosia, a succulent feast just waiting to happen
and his cock ached to sink inside her, to make her come again and again while
he fed on all that glorious lust. “You are very beautiful,” he said, savoring
the tiny taste of her fire.
“Uh-huh,” she said, mischief and humor
making her eyes sparkle. “Tell me something I don’t know.”
Trask laughed. He liked this woman. “I
think I might be in love with you,” he said, beginning the game. It was a line
that had worked many times before—the humans always seemed enchanted and amused
by the concept, but it was a hollow sentiment, something meant to elicit a grin
and nothing more. But as the words left his mouth, they felt different this
time, almost as if they had…weight.
“Are you sure it’s love you feel?” she
asked, a smile dancing along the corners of her mouth. Her eyes flicked down to
his crotch. “Or something else entirely?”
“Now I know I’m in love,” he replied, the
lust coursing through his veins. She was perfect. Fun. Bold. Smoking hot. And
she was going to be his. All night long. He reached out and traced the curve of
her cheek with his index finger. Her skin was flawless, warm and silky. “What’s
your name?”
She paused and an odd, little smile formed
on her lips. “Does it matter?”
Normally it wouldn’t matter—in fact, there
was no reason why it should matter, but for some reason it did matter. It
mattered a lot. “Yes.”
Her smile changed, softened, and Trask was
awestruck by just how simply beautiful she was. “Rena. My name is Rena.”
“Rena.” He liked the way it rolled off his
tongue.
“And what about you?” she asked, leaning
closer to him. He looked straight down into her very ample cleavage and took
his time enjoying that magnificent view. His fingers itched to caress that soft
skin, to feel the weight of her full, round breasts in his hands. “Do you have
a name? Or should I just call you the sexy Darkman of my dreams?”
“I do like the sound of that.” He wondered
if his presence was affecting her, making her more daring than she’d normally
be or if this was just her nature. He had the power to inspire humans to say
and do outrageous things simply by standing beside them. His gaze touched on
her flamboyant red hair and he thought—hoped—that it was her and not a
consequence of his influence. “But Trask is so much shorter and to the point.”
“Trask,” she said, and he had to admit, he
liked the way his name sounded on her lips. He couldn’t wait to hear her scream
it. Her eyes trailed over him, her gaze a provocative caress that sent hot,
tingling ripples down his spine. “So, now that you’ve declared your love, what
happens next?”
“Oh, you know, the usual.” He caught hold
of a loose strand of her hair and twined it around his fingers. The tension
between them rocketed up a few notches and he inhaled the essence of her
arousal, breathing it deep into his body, relishing the flavor of her. “A
whirlwind romance, storybook marriage, honeymoon in Paris.”
“Followed swiftly by a quickie divorce in
Mexico, right?”Her voice was tinged with unmistakable venom and the bitterness sliced through the hazy, plush cloud of their lust. Startled by the mental slap in the face, Trask dropped his hand back to his side. Darkness deepened around him as anger settled in. He did not like this turn of events at all. “What makes you think I’d do anything quick with you?”
“I see,” she said, and he watched her features soften as her mood shifted. Humans were so extraordinarily complex. He didn’t think he’d ever understand their ability to feel so much, so quickly and thoroughly, even when those emotions were completely contradictory. Demons were defined by their desires, embodiments of the thing they hungered after. There was never a reason for a demon to feel anything more than his driving need. Everything else just got in the way of the goal.
Her bitterness ebbed away, gone almost as quickly as it had come, and she favored him with a dazzling, flirtatious smile. “You’re a slow-and-steady kind of guy then?”
“Oh yes,” he said, returning her grin. “And I always win in the end.”
She laughed, a lovely, musical sound that
tugged at his insides. She leaned into him, a whisper of space between them and
he could feel the heat of her body on his skin. “Hmm,” she said, and bit down
on her lower lip. Her fingers flitted over his collarbone. “I do like
confidence.”
He caught her hand and brought it to his
lips. “Then you’re definitely going to like me.”
About the
Author:
Feedback, comments, opinions, words of wisdom,
chocolate cake and the addresses of super hot men are always appreciated and
encouraged. Please feel free to contact Lisa any time.
Twitter: @LisaFoxRomance
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Tuesday Teaser - For My Master
Agent
Kathie Belmont has long lusted after her boss, Ross Guerrero, but has never
plucked up the courage to even flirt with him. Could he be the strong but
tender Master she craves?
Ross
wants Kathie in his life—on her knees. But the constraints of their jobs with
an ultra-secret US security agency have come between them.
Then
the sadistic drug trafficker El Silencio is tempted into a deal with Ross’s
undercover persona—a deal that will go down at a BDSM party. With Kathie
disguised as his sex slave, Ross sets out to bring down the criminal gang, and
perhaps to tempt Kathie into performing her role for him…forever.
*****
*****
Best-selling,
award-winning author Sue Swift, a.k.a Suz deMello, has written over fifteen
novels, plus several short stories and non-fiction articles. She writes in
numerous genres including romance, mystery, paranormal, historical,
contemporary comedy and erotica. She’s a freelance editor who’s worked for
Total-E-Bound, Ai Press, Liquid Silver Books and Etopia Press. She also takes
on private clients.
Her
books have been favorably reviewed in PW, Kirkus and Booklist, attained the
finals of the RITA and reached the top ten on a bestseller list.
A
former trial attorney, she resides in northern California. Her passion is world
travel, and she’s left the US over a dozen times, including stints working
overseas for many months. Right now, she's working on her next manuscript and planning
her next trip.
Her
blog is at http://www.fearlessfastpacedfiction.com. Find
her reading picks @ReadThis4fun on Twitter, and befriend her on Facebook . Her
sites are at http://www.sue-swift.com and http://www.suzdemello.com.
Thursday, July 5, 2012
1 Night Stand Blog Hop - Handcuffs & Silk
Handcuffs.
Hard, cold metal links used by cops to restrain
criminals. -
That doesn’t
sound like fun.
May also be used
for fun sexual games. - Now we’re talking!
Hunter Morgan left behind years of living as a sub to a female Domme in New York. Upon return to his hometown, he questions whether he wants to continue with the "lifestyle" or find something different. Turning to 1 Night Stand, he hopes to sample his options.
A simple one-night stand opens a whole new sensuous world to both.
Understanding your own
sexuality and needs along with appreciating an amazing partner can lead to some
wonderful adventures.
There are over 70 different models of
handcuffs to choose from and that’s not even counting vintage sets collectors
hold onto. However, for sexual bondage
and BDSM activities, special bondage cuffs with softer restraints are more comfortable.
The easiest and most common method of using cuffs is binding the hands to the bed, person laying on his/her back. It is also the most secure method of using as virtually zero pressure being put on your wrists. The pose grants high safety and full access to most tender parts of cuffed body.
Binding wrists in
front of the body is almost as safe, and bound person can stand, lay and sit on
his/her stomach and back with no or little discomfort. Pay attention to moving
with handcuffs locked; do not make any abrupt moves. It's difficult to balance
with wrists restrained together, and the "cop" should be ready to
help falling body.
Hands behind the
back is the best position if you wish to “control” the partner, it allows the
least grade of freedom. Very difficult to keep balance and falling can cause
bad hurt, so pay a lot of attention.
Tips:
* At all times use cuffs
that have double lock feature.
*Avoid cheap handcuffs, they can jam or become too tight.
* Use handcuffs with someone you completely trust.
*
Make sure you speak to your partner before hand.
*
Have a safe word in any kind of role-playing; use this word if any play becomes
uncomfortable.
Hunter moved into the other room and lay still on the bed with his arms at his sides, silently waiting when Steph walked into the room. His eyes focused on the ceiling, his erection jutting upward, and she thought his nakedness a tribute to the gods or a meal spread out just for her. Dropping her purse, she straddled him, forcing his cock to lay between her and his belly.
"You have the right to remain silent." She clamped a handcuff roughly onto a wrist and raised both arms over his head to hook around the headboard rails then attached the remaining cuff to his free wrist. "Anything you say can and will be used against you for my pleasure."
The room filled with heat, yet the only sounds were their breathing, the creak of the bed, and the rasp of her boots as they brushed against his legs. She slid her hands under his back and he arched, inviting her to taste him. She ran her tongue across his belly, pausing to nip at each ridge of muscle, testing his sensitivity along the way to his nipples. Even though he didn’t make a sound, she knew his reaction by his hammering heart and the tremor of his skin.
Not wanting to miss an inch of skin, she took time exploring his chest and neck. His eyes still closed, he wore a smile as she nuzzled his neck and nipped at his earlobe. Parting her lips slightly, she placed feather-light kisses on his mouth, softly brushing his lips then pulling away to tease him with deeper kisses following.
| 1. | Jessica E. Subject (INT) | 17. | Zee Monodee | |
| 2. | Kerry Adrienne | 18. | Angela S Stone | |
| 3. | Heather Long | 19. | Clarissa Yip | |
| 4. | Lia Davis | 20. | Emily Cale | |
| 5. | C.R. Moss | 21. | D L Jackson | |
| 6. | Jenna Jaxon | 22. | Kate Richards | |
| 7. | V.S. Morgan | 23. | Olivia Starke | |
| 8. | Stacey Kennedy | 24. | Valerie Mann | |
| 9. | Diane Dooley | 25. | Deena Remiel | |
| 10. | Shiela Stewart | 26. | Liz Crowe | |
| 11. | Mary Quast | 27. | Cara Bristol | |
| 12. | Arlene Webb | 28. | Erykah Wyck (Int) | |
| 13. | Dominique Eastwick | 29. | Becky Moore | |
| 14. | Cate Masters | 30. | Stephanie Beck | |
| 15. | Kali Willows | 31. | Ashlynn Monroe | |
| 16. | Barbara Elsborg | 32. | J.M. Madden |
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Join the 1 Night Stand Blog Hop
1NS Blog Hop
July 5 – 8, 2012
32 participating authors!
Thanks to the generous donations from participating authors AND Decadent Publishing, we are offering THREE Grand Prizes!!
1st place – A Kindle Touch
2nd place – a $50 Amazon.com gift certificate
3rd place – a box of Goodies from Coffee Time Romance – US ONLY (books, swag and other goodies)
Plus, win prizes at every stop of the blog hop!
On July 5, start here, and have fun hopping!
Participants for the 1NS blog hop
| 1. | Jessica E. Subject (INT) | 17. | Zee Monodee | |
| 2. | Kerry Adrienne | 18. | Angela S Stone | |
| 3. | Heather Long | 19. | Clarissa Yip | |
| 4. | Lia Davis | 20. | Emily Cale | |
| 5. | C.R. Moss | 21. | D L Jackson | |
| 6. | Jenna Jaxon | 22. | Kate Richards | |
| 7. | V.S. Morgan | 23. | Olivia Starke | |
| 8. | Stacey Kennedy | 24. | Valerie Mann | |
| 9. | Diane Dooley | 25. | Deena Remiel | |
| 10. | Shiela Stewart | 26. | Liz Crowe | |
| 11. | Mary Quast | 27. | Cara Bristol | |
| 12. | Arlene Webb | 28. | Erykah Wyck (Int) | |
| 13. | Dominique Eastwick | 29. | Becky Moore | |
| 14. | Cate Masters | 30. | Stephanie Beck | |
| 15. | Kali Willows | 31. | Ashlynn Monroe | |
| 16. | Barbara Elsborg | 32. | J.M. Madden |
Friday, June 29, 2012
Join the 1 Night Stand Blog Hop
1NS Blog Hop
July 5 – 8, 2012
32 participating authors!
Thanks to the generous donations from participating authors AND Decadent Publishing, we are offering THREE Grand Prizes!!
1st place – A Kindle Touch
2nd place – a $50 Amazon.com gift certificate
3rd place – a box of Goodies from Coffee Time Romance – US ONLY (books, swag and other goodies)
Plus, win prizes at every stop of the blog hop!
On July 5, start here, and have fun hopping!
Participants for the 1NS blog hop
| 1. | Jessica E. Subject (INT) | 17. | Zee Monodee | |
| 2. | Kerry Adrienne | 18. | Angela S Stone | |
| 3. | Heather Long | 19. | Clarissa Yip | |
| 4. | Lia Davis | 20. | Emily Cale | |
| 5. | C.R. Moss | 21. | D L Jackson | |
| 6. | Jenna Jaxon | 22. | Kate Richards | |
| 7. | V.S. Morgan | 23. | Olivia Starke | |
| 8. | Stacey Kennedy | 24. | Valerie Mann | |
| 9. | Diane Dooley | 25. | Deena Remiel | |
| 10. | Shiela Stewart | 26. | Liz Crowe | |
| 11. | Mary Quast | 27. | Cara Bristol | |
| 12. | Arlene Webb | 28. | Erykah Wyck (Int) | |
| 13. | Dominique Eastwick | 29. | Becky Moore | |
| 14. | Cate Masters | 30. | Stephanie Beck | |
| 15. | Kali Willows | 31. | Ashlynn Monroe | |
| 16. | Barbara Elsborg | 32. | J.M. Madden |
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Thursday 13 - 13 of my favorite Lines from Handcuffs & Silk
1. Being a Las Vegas cop, Steph recognized the evil lurking in the shadows of the beautiful city, also known as Sin City.
2. Rubbing the smooth part of his neck where a collar had rested for over a year, he remembered the day Ericka removed the soft, blue, leather strap with her initials stamped on it.
3. Miss Stephanie Johnson is a lovely lady with the type of personality I’m sure you will find to your liking, and perfectly capable of fulfilling your current desires.
4. “Grow up, Hunter. Drop this damn beta act and be the alpha you were born to be.”
5. Nicely curved hips accented by shiny, black leather hot pants, high-heeled, thigh-high boots laced up her long legs, and a small leather bag hung on a silver chain snug against her hip.
6. Her mouth watered at the sight of his muscular chest peeking from the opening of a black Armani shirt with the sleeves rolled past his elbows, and one hand rested on his thigh while the other held a rose.
7. Stepping tighter between her legs, he grasped Steph around her nape with one hand and pulled her to him for a hard kiss.
8. Sex appeal coupled with willingness to satisfy equaled a very appealing combination in a one-night stand.
9. The room filled with heat, yet the only sounds were their breathing, the creak of the bed, and the rasp of her boots as they brushed against his legs.
10. “You have the right to remain silent.” She clamped a handcuff roughly onto a wrist and raised both arms over his head to hook around the headboard rails then attached the remaining cuff to his free wrist. “Anything you say can and will be used against you for my pleasure.”
11. She opened the drawer and found a couple of black silk scarves.
12. With a wicked grin, she paused to pick up the glass with the key resting under the melting ice cubes.
13. “I win.” His deep voice wrapped seductively around her entire body.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Handcuffs & Silk - A Hot Read for Cold Nights
A 1 Night Stand Story
Heat level: 4
Stephanie "Stiff" Johnson, is a tough Las Vegas cop who many men find too intimidating to date. Steph begins to wonder if something is wrong with her so she turns to Madame Eve to find a man who could be the yin to her yang, even if it's just for one night.Hunter Morgan left behind years of living as a sub to a female Domme in New York. Upon return to his hometown, he questions whether he wants to continue with the "lifestyle" or find something different. Turning to 1 Night Stand, he hopes to sample his options.
A simple one-night stand opens a whole new sensuous world to both.
~Excerpt~
The blades of the chopper sliced through the heat of the night as it flew over the City of Lights. Casinos glowed in various hues of blue, plum, gold, green, and silver, casting a magical aura. Spotlights danced in the night, graceful fingers tickling the sinister side of Vegas. Unsuspecting people moved about, flitting from place to place, searching for excitement and fulfillment while cars in traffic jams occasionally brought the pulsing arteries in the heart of the city to a temporary halt.
Being a Las Vegas cop, Steph recognized the evil lurking in the shadows of the beautiful city, also known as Sin City. As the chopper made a turn, she viewed the vast landscape as an artist’s canvas. The awesome structures designed and built by nameless men. So many lives below. Where there is sin and sadness, one will also find love and happiness.
With a deep sigh, Steph continued to gaze at the site, wondering where she fit into the street party of existence. Not a single malicious bone in her body, yet a monster lurked inside, crying to be set free. And, despite the desire to have a special someone to share a lifetime of love and happiness, meaningless one-night stands never filled the emptiness inside. Lately, living and breathing her job had become her reason for lack of a social life. That, and always being looked at as one of the guys and a hard ass.
Some of the cops’ wives had made it their mission to fix her up with someone. Despite their efforts to feminize her, she intimidated the men they’d found for her. Not considered butch—she had all the right curves in all the right places and could wear sexy clothing that normally only looked good on a model—but everyone knew how tough she could be.
Controlling the power hidden deep inside her proved to be difficult and had ruined many relationships. Her last boyfriend liked to try kinky things, but had his limits. She’d gone out with a guy who’d insisted she be submissive to him, but that felt completely false and ended shortly after it began.
What’s wrong with me?
Frustrated at her inability to escape her reputation, she’d applied with an online dating service, 1NightStand. Not a regular matchmaking site, but more upscale; the mysterious owner, Madame Evangeline, had an amazing ability to find just the right person to satisfy one’s needs. Or so Steph had been told.
Her cell phone vibrated. Glancing at the screen, she noticed an email from 1NightStand. Instinct told her Eve was probably letting her know the dating service could not match her up. To avoid disappointment until back on the ground, Steph put the phone back in its holster.
The chopper began its descent.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Tuesday Teaser - from 'the King of the erotic thriller'
Lolita meets Story of O, another memorable tale of love, sex and feelings
from 'the King of the erotic thriller' Maxim Jakubowski.
When Ekaterina meets Alexander a shockingly sexy but tender romance develops.
She is a young Italian trainee journalist, who dreams of wild sexual adventures. He is the older Englishman who she believes can fulfill her fantasies. When Ekaterina is sent to interview the ageing writer Alexander in London, she is blinded by his charm and experience. Their relationship explodes in a sensual orgy, which defies society’s acceptance.
When a mysterious angel of death who calls herself Emma enters their lives, Ekaterina and Alexander know their days together are numbered.
A shocking climax set in Venice in winter brings the three protagonists together.
Heat Level: SCORCHING
A tale of sex and tenderness that ranks alongside
Jakubowski's classic The State of Montana.
Maxim Jakubowski is a crime, erotic, and science fiction writer and critic. Jakubowski was born in England by Russian-British and Polish parents, but raised in France. Jakubowski has also lived in Italy and has travelled extensively. Jakubowski edited the science fiction anthology'sTwenty Houses of the Zodiac in 1979 for the 37th World Science Fiction Convention (Seacon '79) in Brighton,and Travelling towards epsilon, an anthology of French science fiction . He also contributed a short story to that anthology. He has worked in book publishing for many years, which he left to open the Murder One bookshop, the UK's first specialist crime and mystery bookstore. He contributes to a variety of newspapers and magazines, and was for eight years the crime columnist for Time Out and, presently, since 2000, the crime reviewer for The Guardian. Available in paperback and eBook format from the following retailers: Amazon UK, Amazon US, Book Depository, Waterstone’s, Xcite Books, All Romance eBooks and BookStrand, with many more to follow.
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