Sunday, June 30, 2013

Blog Tour & Giveaway - The Domino Effect by Jill Elaine Hughes

Title: The Domino Effect (The Domino Series)
Author:  Jill Elaine Hughes
Genre: Erotic Thriller
Publication Date:  March 24, 2013
Event organized by: Literati Author Services


Twenty-one-year-old college student and aspiring journalist Nancy Delaney’s nose for news smells a hot story idea when it comes to international playboy and artist Peter Rostovich. But as she works to get her story, she soon becomes intimately entangled with the mysterious Rostovich, who finds her irresistible. He becomes Nancy’s ticket to sexual awakening, and she soon discovers she has an appetite for bondage, too.

And there’s far more to Rostovich than just his art — he’s involved in a strange, violent criminal underworld that kidnaps Nancy and spirits her halfway around the world, where she’s held prisoner and made to serve as private Dominant-for-hire somewhere in the former Soviet Union. Will the sexual powers Rostovich helped awaken in her be Nancy’s only hope for escape?


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JILL ELAINE HUGHES is a professional journalist, playwright, memoirist, and fiction author. She has written for the Chicago Tribune, Chicago Reader, Washington Post, Cat Fancy magazine, New Art Examiner, and numerous other media outlets. Her plays have been widely published and produced by theaters in New York City, Chicago, Los Angeles, Seattle, Boston, Atlanta, San Francisco, the United Kingdom, and Australia. She is also the author of several New Adult fiction books. Ms. Hughes also writes erotic fiction under two pen names: Jamaica Layne and Jay E. Hughes.

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EXCERPT: The Domino Effect

    “Richard Darling here.”
    “Mr. Darling, this is Nancy Delaney. We met briefly at your opening the other night, when I was there to review the show?”
    Stony silence. But at least he didn’t hang up.
    “Um, I’m still working on that Art News Now review, but I’ve also been assigned a feature story on the artist for the Plain Dealer, I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions?”
    “Go ahead.” His voice was like shaved ice, but at least he was willing to talk. I decided a simple, direct approach was best.
    “How long have you known Peter Rostovich?”
    “Over twenty years.”
    “When did you two first meet?”
    “We lived in the same neighborhood back in New York as teenagers. Brighton Beach. I lived there with my grandparents. Peter moved there with his mother shortly after he came to the States from Sevastopol. I was from the old German Jewish community there, Peter was from the new wave of Russian Jews who came during the early 90s in droves.”
    “Rostovich is Ukrainian.”
    “Russian, Ukrainian, same difference.”
    Not if you ask Peter, I thought, but figured that wouldn’t add anything to the conversation. “So you hung out as teens, then. What originally drew you to one another?”
    “We were both interested in art,” Darling replied. His tone softened and he seemed to relax a bit. “Peter liked to draw and take pictures with an old Polaroid camera. I was more of a connoisseur. I was a student at Stuyvesant High School in Manhattan and wrote an arts column for the paper. Peter was a dropout who basically spent all his time wandering around the city drawing and taking pictures, and engaging in his side businesses. I met him hanging around the neighborhood and then profiled him for a story I wrote on New York teens who were leading unconventional lives. We just sort of hit it off from there.”
    “So you’ve stayed in touch for all of these years, then? Tell me a bit about that.”
    “We stayed in touch off and on. Not always, but we managed to connect at least once a year. Peter’s work took him off to a lot of exotic places, and sometimes he just likes to disappear and be unconnected. Though he has a large circle of acquaintances, he doesn’t have many close friends. He’s a loner. It’s part of his personality, and also a big part of his creative process.”
    “Would you consider yourself one of Peter’s close friends, then?”
    A pause. “I did once. I’m not sure I do anymore.”
    Another pause, longer this time. “Because I no longer feel that I can trust him.”
    “Go on.”
    He heaved a sigh that blew static across the phone lines. “Once upon a time, Peter Rostovich was one of the very few truly authentic people I ever met,” Darling said, which surprised me.     “Even back when we were kids, he lived life entirely on his own terms, and refused to let anyone else dictate what decisions he made or what path he chose. He was true to himself, always. And because of that, I knew I could rely on his honesty. He wasn’t forthcoming like most people I knew, he held a lot back---but what he did give you was always solid gold genuine. I respected that. Still do. But I don’t respect what happened at my gallery last week. Not at all.”
    “Would you say the, ahem, incident was out of character for Rostovich then?”
    “Yes. Completely out of character. Peter never loses control of anything. Everything he does has a distinct purpose. That’s why I don’t believe him when he says those two models did what they did entirely on their own.”
    “I see. So you really believe that the, ahem, public sex act was planned?”
    “I do.”
    So now we were getting somewhere. This was plenty juicy, and in more ways than one---assuming I could actually print it in a family newspaper publication. “And what makes you think that? Besides Rostovich’s past history of honesty, I mean.”
    “Because it’s classic Peter. He’s always been about pulling stunts, ever since we were kids. This was just another stunt, he did it for attention. Only it brought attention to the wrong person. Namely, me.”

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