Sunday, April 6, 2014

Love in Paris - Book 3 Christian Love trilogy

Foreword by Ben Campbell:

Love in Paris, Christian Love book 3, is a sexy force of human nature, filled with absorbing characters, as is Love in Malawi, the Christian Love book 1, and Love in Rio the Christian Love book 2. Love in Paris publication date the summer of 2015.
 
The author Tessa Blade would never neglect any one of Love in Paris character visions, their triumphs and failures, or their erotic escapades, therefore, she’d written the story alternating between main character narrations and third person omniscient.

This writing style exposes nuance appetites, without obscuring scintillating affairs with narrative foreshadowing. Tessa Blade hooks you up with Christian Love again, a man whose future is under siege by his pheromones in Paris.

The power of sexual obsession for freedom places Christian Love in Paris, France, a cultural landscape in the City of Lights, where the Seine River cuts the city in half; a city’s whose metropolitan area is one of the largest population centers in Europe with more than 12 million inhabitants. Emerging from the socially adept energy in Rio de Janeiro, Christian seeks vigorous experiences inside big-city-life. He seeks alluring relationships, and Paris is the urban hub that highlights sexuality of the 21th century, a huge multi-diversified city influenced from a strong cultural past, and is suspended inside its unrelenting Parisian culture.

The Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame, the Louvre, Arc de Triomphe, Champs-Élysées, the Musée d'Orsay, the Basilica of the Sacred Heart, the Catacombs, the Palais Garnier, Olympia Bruno Coquatrix, the Panthéon Paris, Les Invalides, the Jardin des Plantes and many more landmarks distinguish the backbone of Paris. But more than man-made landmarks make this city; geography, climate, cityscape, cultural heritage and events, and there are the Parisians women of Paris, and females from around the world, but most importantly, there are the exquisite French woman like the fabulously gorgeous Marion Cotillard the Christian Dior face, and the effortlessly elegant actress Audrey Tautou. These are the type of French women Christian Love so longingly wants to taste.
 
Paris is the new playground for Christian Love. I wish you enjoyment experiencing the life of Christian Love in Paris.

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Saturday, March 22, 2014

San Francisco, Sweet & Endearing

The glorious city of San Francisco wants to feature the print version of my mini memoir novel titled 402 Avalon in their main library. That will be cathartic for me since I was raised in San Francisco (the city by the bay) and (the jewel of the Pacific) and 402 Avalon is rich with  my personal San Francisco memories. If you haven't visited the City you must plan to holiday to the Golden Gate City. The magnificent sights and unique sounds and delicious fragrances will be your memories for years to come. Believe me, San Francisco is one of the most exciting cities in the world to visit and savor forever.
San Francisco is socially fashionable and culturally important, a leader in many paths to future developments that are endemic and emblematic to community alterations. That is my San Francisco, no matter how much you want to undress the city, it is always a pristine soul to me.

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Love, Sex and War: The Whole Damn Mess

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Sailing the rough Adriatic Sea near Dubrovnik, Croatia. This was my inspiration for writing my adventure novel titled DUBROVNIK.

Monday, March 17, 2014

Sexual Entrées

Today I worked on my French château , repairing cracks in the chimney stucco, sanding, painting and glazing windows 25 feet off the ground. After working all day on this I had only written 622 words of my 1000 daily word goal in my new manuscript; P R E T T Y B O Y: Fabulous Fifties Hollywood. Working on my French designed home though, reminded me of the times I had partied hard in France between Paris and Cannes with Isabella and Celeste, two of my favorite sexual entrées of all time. May you all live to experience what I had with those two loves in my life.

If you want you can fall into my experiences by reading a few of my adventure novels. They are available in eBook and paperback formats at amazon.com.
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Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Harley & Porsche + Romance

Delirious and satisfied, I was lightheaded as in a one time romance in the men's bathroom, with a long-legged, perky-breasted woman who resembled Cate Blanchett. I'd met her at the Dice Club on High Street in L.A. Her multilayered complexity was unhinged. When I think about it my stomach churns, yet my eyes were clear and stark, my gaze powerful and unwavering like I had taken an honest woman's confidence, chewed it up and swallowed.
     I sped away on a Harley, which I'd stolen that evening parked by the club. Kicking the gears, my tee shirt and jeans flipped in the gusty wind. Working the gas and clutch, downshifting and shifting, swerving between cars and trucks, I slowed down and parked on the sidewalk in front of the police department. A few late pedestrians strolled by but didn't care where I parked the big bike. Riding the Harley was like drinking sweet vodka and eating sour caviar that was synonymous with my outlook about life, and Cate Blanchett fit perfectly in my outlook. I figured the cops would do their jobs, tag the motorcycle as stolen and tow it away.
     There was no game in stealing the black Harley, as there was no game filling the look-a-like Cate Blanchett's body with my overflow. By parking the Harley where it wasn't supposed to be parked, I just wanted to see how long the police would take to notice the big, hulking motorcycle parked in front of their building. I waited in Starbucks across the street, watching, anticipating, thinking that any minute one of the thirty or so cops would investigate.

     The next morning I drove by the police department in the Porsche Boxter I'd just stolen a few blocks away and guess what, the fucking Harley Motorcycle was still their and had a parking ticket attached to it. I parked the Porsche by the sidewalk up one block in a two hour parking zone. What would happen to the sleek sports car? Only time would tell. What would happen if I meet the Cate Blanchett look-a-like again? I planed on going back to the Dice Club tonight to see if she's there.