Friday, July 11, 2014

Ophelia’s Lessons by Esmae Browder - Guest Blog and Giveaway


This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Esmae will be awarding the first three ebooks in the series: Ophelia's Lessons, Ravishing Rosaline, and The Taming of the Prude to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.
Five Things You Never Knew about Esmae Browder and Ophelia’s Lessons


Thanks so much for having me as a guest today! I love writing about topics that are fun and (hopefully) engaging for readers. I gave this top five list a lot of thought, and here’s what I came up with! Enjoy!--Esmae Browder

1. I hate touching wooden spoons. I know. It’s a little neurotic, but the texture of that kind of spoon gives me the chills. My husband thinks I need aversion therapy and tries to rub the one wooden spoon I allow in the house on me whenever he is in the kitchen. Hmm….maybe I’ll use that in my next Naughty Shakespeare book. Only it’ll have to be some sort of sexual turn on for a character!

2. I have a huge crush on William Shakespeare. Yes. He’s been dead for 400 years. Okay, so he may not be looking his best right now, but those portraits of him are adorable. That and I’m totally into his writing. I do wish his women were a bit more developed though….that’s one of the reasons I started writing Ophelia’s Lessons. Ophelia needed a chance to be more than just Hamlet’s doormat! I would definitely give Shakespeare a lesson or two on how to write women in his plays.

3. In another life, I was a peasant girl with a flock of sheep. I’m sure of it. Nothing much happened to me and I died of consumption. Sad. Uh-oh…I feel an erotic story about my past life that I just made up coming on…

4. Everyone should have one drink that is their “Go To” drink at a bar. When in doubt, this is the one you order. What will yours be? A dirty martini? A Cosmo? An Oil Slick? Personally, my go to drink is a Vodka Tonic. It’s really hard to screw up, and it allows you to look slightly sophisticated and drunk at the same time. Go ahead and try it the next time you go out! I even included it in Ophelia’s Lessons as her drink of choice. In fact, I like to imagine what all my characters would prefer in an alcoholic beverage. I find that it rounds them out and gives them certain edge. Check out the Naughty Shakespeare series by moi (Esmae Browder) and see if you can pick out who drinks what!

5. I will be at RWA in San Antonio July 23-26 which means that all of my Naughty Shakespeare stories will be free those days. Drop by Amazon and get your copy! I’m really excited about the Romance Writers of America Conference 2014. Parties, workshops, free stuff, and romance writers all in one room--it’s a dream come true. Please drop by and say hello if you happen to be there, too!

Sweet, innocent Ophelia--she wants nothing more than to marry Hamlet Elsinore. But what does a simple virgin know about pleasing a man like the sophisticated and charming Hamlet? Not a whole lot, but when her seductive roommate, Portia, learns of Ophelia’s interest, she gets Horatio to “teach” the innocent girl everything she’ll need to know to seduce his best friend, Hamlet.

Set in modern day, this prequel to Hamlet is steamy enough to have even the Bard blushing! Enjoy this first book of Literotica in the Naughty Shakespeare series.

Enjoy an excerpt:

“There’s a difference between flirting and sex.”

“Are you sure?” Horatio moved to her, his gaze intense, as he tucked a stray ringlet of her dark hair behind her ear. “Why don’t we find out?”

“But--“

“Portia, you can go now.” He cut off her protests, but never took his eyes off Ophelia. “Come back in a few hours.”

“Have fun!” Portia winked at Ophelia. “You look fabulous.”

The click of the door behind her best friend caused Ophelia jump.

Could she do this? Should she do this? It was one thing to want to learn the art of sex to please the man you loved--even if he didn’t really see her like that yet--but another altogether to be seduced by his best friend.

And could she even claim seduction? After all, she was a willing party. She’d gone along with Portia’s plan without much thought.

Anything that would make her better for Hamlet.

“I didn’t know it would be you.” Ophelia swallowed hard. “I assumed it would one of Portia’s ex-lovers.”

“And who’s to say I’m not one of those?” Horatio laughed lightly. “Would you like a drink?”

He gestured to the champagne Portia had prepared for them, and without waiting for her answer, went to it. He popped the cork with expertise, filled their glasses and handed one to her.

“To you, Ophelia,” he said, raising his glass. “To the woman you are about to unleash.”

She drank deeply, letting the bubbles tickle her throat, letting the warmth of it relax her.

“Come here.” Horatio took her hand and led her to the mirror. “I want to show you something.”

He twirled her so she could see herself in the wide mirror on the wall above the couch.

“You are gorgeous.” Horatio stood behind her, barely pressing against her back. He sipped from his champagne glass. “Have you ever really looked at yourself?”

“No,” she whispered and to avoid doing so any longer, Ophelia drained the rest of her glass of champagne. “It’s not right to think about yourself like that. Very vain.”

“Who told you that?”

“My father, maybe my brother.”

“They were fools, afraid of the power you represent as a woman.”

“What do you mean?”

“You have everything a man wants.” His voice rumbled as he wrapped an arm around her and placed his hand over her heart. “We want this.”

She could feel him pressed harder against her, could feel his breath tickle her neck.

“And we want this.” He moved his hand to rest on her crotch. “Your heart and your desire. That’s what we want. Fathers and brothers don’t like seeing it in their sisters and daughters. It reminds them of the sexual animal inside all men.”

He dropped his hand, but didn’t move away from her. For a long moment, their eyes met in the mirror. Then Horatio stepped back just far enough to put down his glass of champagne.

He placed both hands on her shoulders.

“Let’s begin.”


About the Author: Esmae Browder is an ex-Catholic school girl from New Orleans who loves vodka tonics and romance. Combining her love of literature with a flair for erotic fiction, she has created a unique series which includes prequels and retellings of some of the Bard’s most famous works. Romeo and Juliet, Hamlet, The Taming of the Shrew--nothing is sacred in Esmae’s Literotica world. You may know your Shakespeare, but you haven’t heard the whole erotic story! An avid blogger at All Things Writing, you can learn more about Esmae there or stop by her website: www.esmaebrowder.com. Visit with her on Twitter @esmaebrowder or Facebook. Buy the book at Amazon.
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3 comments:

  1. My go-to drink is a double shot of Jagermeister. Yes, it's hardcore. I don't drink often but when I do, I do it with vigor. Can't wait to read this and have fun at the RWA!

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