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While I’m waiting for my muse to return and time to write again, I thought I would reminisce with my two eBook publications from The Wild Rose Press, available at http://www.wildrosepublishing.com/wildcatalog_v151/index.php?main_page=index&manufacturers_id=110

Visit the Hot Spanish Nights and Celestial Sin pages here on the blog for blurb, excerpt and book videos.

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Wings_final (2)I have been vacationing from writing for quite awhile.  Life has gotten in the way, and I am now ready to begin a new story.  I only have the characters at the moment, but soon they will begin to tell me their tale, I’m sure.  It is my opinion that writers suffer from MPD!  Hot Spanish Nights, Celestial Sin and On Wings of Desire are still available!  The first two are from The Wild Rose Press and Wings is available in paperback and ebook formats at Double Dragon Publishing.

I hope everyone had a lovely holiday season!

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Three Sentences!  Here they are (there a lots of others in Hot Spanish Nights): (Visit the HSN page here on the blog for a trailer, blurb and excerpt)

 As if she were a magnet and he metal, his mouth returned to her neck, her breasts. His swollen cock twitched against her thigh, the sculpted head smearing a delicious drop of precum.

“Your father will kill me,” he muttered against her tit.

http://www.hornyhumpday.com/

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In Hot Spanish Nights, the hero Damian Xeres is a master horseman and a rejoneador — those brave men who fight the fierce Iberian bulls on horseback.  The photo is how I imagined Damian.  Hot huh?

The links are to videos of rejoneadors in action!

http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&VideoID=8251327

Rejoneador and Palomino stallion (most likely Lusitano).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tTYWw3f7kx8

Pablo Hermoso

 

 

 

A wall painting unearthed at Knossos in Crete, dating from about 2000 BC, shows male and female acrobats confronting a bull, grabbing its horns as it charges, and vaulting over its back.

The art of bullfighting on horseback, as currently practiced in Portugal, where it is called toureio equestre and in Spain and Mexico, where it is called rejoneo, claims a direct origin to the Iberian Peninsula, having developed from Middle Ages war exercises, particularly the cavalry.

Coridas mixtas are also popular, where a rejoneador and two matadores (or a rejoneador, matador and novillero – the last of which is an apprentice matador) perform.

Bullfighting in Spain traces its origins to 711 A.D. The first bullfight took place in celebration for the crowning of King Alfonso VIII.  In Spain, an estimated one million people each year watch bullfights.

Until King Felipe V, who took exception to the sport) banned the aristocracy from participating, the sport belonged to the nobility. The King believed that aristocrats in bullfights set a bad example to the public.  Commoners enthusiasticlly adopted the sport, but since few could afford horses, took the fight to the ground, confronting the bull on foot, and modern corrida began to take form.

Today’s bullfight is much the same as it has been since about 1726, when Francisco Romero of Ronda, Spain, introduced the estoque (the sword) and the muleta (the small, more easily wielded worsted cape used in the last part of the fight).

During a performance, rejoneadores often ride several horses:

  • A parade horse – physically      attractive and disciplined
  • A horse for the first tercio      (entrance of bull) – very fast and brave.
  • A horse for the second tercio      (banderillas) – fast, agile, and a natural instinct for fooling the bull
  • A horse for the third tercio      (death of bull) – very steady

Bullfighting horses are highly trained to swerve instantly, yet remain calm when charged by a fierce, angry bull.  The must possess an extreme dose of bravura, agility, and obedience.

A  rejoneador’s usual costume consists of a dark waistcoat (usually brown or grey), brown leather chaps and a broad, straight-brimmed hat.

 

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I  have a love/hate relationship with Valentine’s Day–depends on the year and the current state of my emotional rollercoaster.  Lately, I’ve found that I don’t care if I have a Valentine who forgets to send me flowers and might or might not bring chocolates.  I’m rather old to be a dreamer, but I’m still waiting for my dream man.  If he doesn’t wander into my life, then I have some wonderful memories of good contenders.

And I have the heroes in my books whom I dearly love.  Each time I leave a book, I grieve that I am letting go of another darlling and can’t possibly believe that I could love another hero as much.  Funny thing is that a writer’s love is fickle.  I love Camael in Celestial Sin and Damian in Hot Spanish Nights, and I’m working on a demon story, and I sigh over Salseph.

I love piano, romance, reading, travel, my characters, gin and tonic, Pinot Grigio, Chateau Neuf de Pape, champagne, sports cars, especially my little Z3 and so much more.  I doubt Z3PO (the car) will give me a valentine, but he will give me topless days in the sun!

Enjoy the Blog Tour.  There are some super writers and prizes here!!!  http://thebloghopspot.com/event-page/

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Southern Fried Gothic’s Dawn Chartier says:

Like most people who don’t read erotica I think we have this idea that erotica is ALL sex, but if the book is done correctly its not. If it’s written well you will have a strong plot and characters you care for – along with lots of sex. Bianca Swan’s HOT SPANISH NIGHTS has this and more.

 I recommend this book to those who love horses, plenty of sizzling erotic scenes and lovers of HOT SPANISH NIGHTS.

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Not really but bullfighting with Bianca Swan didn’t have much punch.  I decided to post this blog on bullfighting because people interested in Hot Spanish Nights seem to be interested in knowing more about bullfighting.  Check out the videos.  So here goes:

http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&VideoID=8251327

Rejoneador and Palomino stallion (most likely Lusitano).

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tTYWw3f7kx8

Pablo Hermoso

A wall painting unearthed at Knossos in Crete, dating from about 2000 BC, shows male and female acrobats confronting a bull, grabbing its horns as it charges, and vaulting over its back.

The art of bullfighting on horseback, as currently practiced in Portugal, where it is called toureio equestre and in Spain and Mexico, where it is called rejoneo, claims a direct origin to the Iberian Peninsula, having developed from Middle Ages war exercises, particularly the cavalry.

Coridas mixtas are also popular, where a rejoneador and two matadores (or a rejoneador, matador and novillero – the last of which is an apprentice matador) perform.

Bullfighting in Spain traces its origins to 711 A.D. The first bullfight took place in celebration for the crowning of King Alfonso VIII.  In Spain, an estimated one million people each year watch bullfights.

Until King Felipe V, who took exception to the sport) banned the aristocracy from participating, the sport belonged to the nobility. The King believed that aristocrats in bullfights set a bad example to the public.  Commoners enthusiasticlly adopted the sport, but since few could afford horses, took the fight to the ground, confronting the bull on foot, and modern corrida began to take form. 

Today’s bullfight is much the same as it has been since about 1726, when Francisco Romero of Ronda, Spain, introduced the estoque (the sword) and the muleta (the small, more easily wielded worsted cape used in the last part of the fight).

During a performance, rejoneadores often ride several horses:

  • A parade horse – physically attractive and disciplined
  • A horse for the first tercio (entrance of bull) – very fast and brave.
  • A horse for the second tercio (banderillas) – fast, agile, and a natural instinct for fooling the bull
  • A horse for the third tercio (death of bull) – very steady

Bullfighting horses are highly trained to swerve instantly, yet remain calm when charged by a fierce, angry bull.  The must possess an extreme dose of bravura, agility, and obedience.

A  rejoneador’s usual costume consists of a dark waistcoat (usually brown or grey), brown leather chaps and a broad, straight-brimmed hat.

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HOT SPANISH NIGHTS released today from The Wild Rose Press.  http://www.thewildrosepress.com/wilderroses/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=792

I’m having a Release Day Party at The Pink Fuzzy Slippers http://pinkfuzzyslipperwriters.blogspot.com/  Please drop by for fun giveaways, including a download of HOT SPANISH NIGHTS.  There is also a blog on bullfighting since the hero is a rejoneador.

Damian, the hero in HSN, is being interviewed at http://www.tonivsweeney.com/Blog/Blog.html  I’m offering a HSN coffee mug to a random winner who comments with Damian.

I’m excited about HSN.  For years, I bred, trained and showed Andalusian horses, and these beautiful equines are featured in HSN.  I fell instantly in love with Damian because he is a master horseman and a master of other very erotic skills!!  See the trailer.

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An excerpt from my caliente story about a bullfighter and a socialite and the wonderful Andalusian horse:

Erica DeLongpre was living her fantasy.
At last, she was in Spain, in Andalusia.
And in lust.
She and tall, dark and handsome Damián Xérès rode the magnificent gray stallion bareback. This enticing man smelled of horses and leather, and he was all man, from the top of his head to the tips of his shiny riding boots—an enchanting journey of about six feet-two-inches. The horse’s silvery mane whipped in the breeze. Flowers spilled their scent into the morning. The sun on the white sand of the riding arena was blinding, like a dream.
She closed her eyes, pictured the man behind her. His brilliant white shirt, open at the neck, showed a sprinkling of dark hair on his chest. She leaned back pretending the strong arm lightly circling her waist hugged her tight against that muscled chest. As she rocked with the cadence of the horse’s canter, she imagined Damián’s firm, hot cock pressed to her butt. When she visualized how his erection would look in the tight riding breeches, a pleasant shiver glided over her.
Mustn’t let my imagination run away like this.
“Sit deep,” he said, and her fantasy became a reality as he slid closer.
His long legs molded to hers, stroked ever so slightly to the three-beat thud of hooves. Sweat broke on her brow. Her heart pounded in her ears, reverberating in her core. She should inch away from the hard pressure on her ass, but he felt too damned good. Images of turning around and doing him on the horse scrolled through her mind. She lost the rhythm of the stallion’s smooth gait and slid to the side.
Damián’s arm closed around her waist, steadying her. “We must work on your seat, Erica. You look beautiful on a horse, but you must become one with him.”
Thinking of becoming one with him—the man not the horse—caused the problem.

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