Monday, October 15, 2012

Welcome "Beautiful Ink" author, LC Dean

Today I'm happy to host, Beautiful Ink's author, LC Dean. We South Dakota natives need to stick together! Ha.  We're talking tattoos, book blurbs, excerpts, and...oh my.  Welcome to "Open Mic Monday!"  

Tattoo Recommendations by LC Dean

At one time tattoos in America were reserved for bikers and sailors. Today, everywhere you look they adorn the arms, ankles, back, shoulders and other body parts on people of all ages. Colors and styles abound. So in honor of the tattoo artist from Beautiful Ink, here are a few things to keep in mind when getting that special ink.

Many people try to put sentiment behind their choices, but there are certain things you don’t want to permanently put on your body so choose with care.

A deceased friend or family member – yes.
Your children – yes.
The love of your life (who has more ex-whatevers than you can count) – maybe think about it.

Wise quotes that have guided your life – yes.
Mottos from community groups or the military – yes.
The latest cool saying emblazoned across your chest – Gag me with a spoon! - probably not.

An eagle/flag representing the country you love or have fought to protect – yes.
An image of hope, peace, or strength which symbolize your life philosophy- yes.
A finger lifted in a rude gesture on your cheek – wouldn’t recommend.

In addition, no matter how much you love a saying, be cautious about your editing. Below are some actual tattoos I have seen and there are endless sites on the internet with more examples. My best friend would not let me make corrections on strangers’ bodies with a Sharpie marker but oh the temptation.

Across the back of a very large shirtless man
Life is Short – Keep the Throttled Wide Open (Then are they really throttled?)

On the wrist of a waitress
Strengths Priceless (Strength is Priceless and so are apostrophes)

Down a woman’s spine and framed nicely by the strings of her halter top. 
Be true to your friends – their always there for you

Beautiful Ink book blurb: 
Too many days of living on soda and energy drinks have left Ink Monroe too keyed up to sleep. She needs a good ride to release her sexual tension so she can get some rest, but when the perfect hottie turns her down flat, she’s too pissed to keep looking.

Hooking up with a stranger is not Jet Ryan’s style, but when he rescues the beautiful tattoo artist from the groping hands of a drunk, his personal boundaries fall to a desire to make her scream. He just needs to get past her anger, prove he’s not a serial killer, and show her what letting go is all about.

Beautiful Ink excerpt
Jet Ryan leaned on the deck railing of the Easyriders Saloon. The human mass pulsed below, dancing to the beat of the eighties rock band dominating the stage at another bar down the street. The smell of leather and motorcycle tainted the air, accented by the stench of burnt rubber from the burnout pit some tire seller had set up across the way. Sturgis, South Dakota throbbed with the influx of bikers, tattoo artists, and vendors for the largest motorcycle rally in the world, and he wanted them all to get the fuck out of his hometown.

He sipped his whiskey and water and wondered again how he had let his buddies talk him into coming to town. Everywhere he looked, people swarmed like damned locusts. Half naked women strolled up and down the sidewalks while rowdy idiots hooted and hollered and took their pictures. Human beings packed too close together generated a stench no one should have to suffer. A man ought to be able to breathe without smelling some guy who hadn’t had a decent bath in nearly a week. The bikes were cool and the music not half bad, but crowds in general set his teeth on edge. He should have stayed at the ranch where he belonged.

“Jet!” His friend Luke slapped him on the back with a laugh. He had one arm draped around a hot young blonde in a barely there top and even smaller skin-tight shorts. “You look like someone shot your dog. Cheer up! It’s a party!”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m outta here in twenty minutes if not sooner.”

“God, when’d you become such a stick in the mud?”

Jet glanced at the woman and shook his head. “’Bout the time you became a man whore.”

Luke grinned and hugged the girl closer. “Don’t mind him, baby. He needs to get laid.” The two of them staggered toward the steps.

“I mean it, Luke. I’m going home!”

His friend just lifted his hand and waved.

Turning back to the show on Lazelle Street, Jet debated if he should wait to leave until people headed to the Chip and Full Throttle for the evening concerts. The traffic would be going in the opposite direction if he hung around for another hour or so. A hand on his arm caught his attention a moment before the soft scent of feminine perfume pulled him from his musings. He turned to find the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen, studying him. Long chestnut hair lay in a braid over her left shoulder, the tail curling above a perky breast covered in a skimpy bikini top. Well-done artwork started at the center of her chest and swept down and around, disappearing behind her back in a swirl of black-inked lace and blood-red roses. Intelligent dark brown eyes met his gaze head on. She had his attention without a word. “Can I help you, ma’am?”

A slow smile curled her lips. “Was your friend right?”

He couldn’t remember a damned thing Luke had said. “Right about what?”

Before she could answer, a drunk chick lurched toward them. “Oh, my God! What beautiful ink.” Clumsy fingers traced an intricate crimson rose.

Obviously tense about being touched without permission, the beauty stepped away with a scowl at the stranger’s familiarity. Jet didn’t think, merely caught the other woman’s wrist and stepped between the two. “It’s airbrushed, don’t rub it off.”

The girl started to protest, but her friends led her off to the next drink.

He turned back in time to catch the end of a sexy perusal.

“Are you always so gallant?”

“No. Sometimes, I’m a real prick.”

Her laugh awakened his cock with sudden and unexpected heat. “So, you didn’t answer my question. Was your friend right?”

“Because you didn’t answer mine. Right about what?”

“About needing to get laid?”

Is that a trick question? “I do all right if that’s what you’re asking.”

“It’s not. I want to know…do you want to fuck?”

Beautiful Ink (Sturgis Rally Riders #4)
by L.C. Dean
Published by Decadent Publishing
5,000 words (eBook format)
Erotic Contemporary Romance
Contains Elements of BDSM and Light Bondage
Heat Level: Sizzling

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“Amazingly sensual story by LC Dean. She pulls you right into what is happening between Jet and Ink. Ms. Dean's words are descriptively stunning and take you right there with Ink & Jet, showing what they both need to overcome to make it as lovers. It's a must read quickie novella & I give it 5 stars!”--Vicki Rose, Bitten by Love Reviews

“I will keep this review short and sweet. Beautiful Ink was both hilarious and hot at the same time. I loved the heroine's sassy mouth and the hero's take control attitude. I have to say I read this during lunch at work and needed a soda to cool off but wished I had a bullet on me to slake the itch this read left me with.”--Mahalia Levey, Amazon 

About the Author:
Although L.C. currently resides in Minnesota, South Dakota remains home on many levels and will forever hold a place in her heart. She loves to write but her day job keeps her from it more often than she would like. If you get a moment, drop her a note. She always loves to hear from readers.

Contact L.C. at:
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