4 Authors. 7 Stories. Lots of Smexy Pranks for April Fool's Day.

The April Fools For Love Boxset is HERE!







This is the third year we've celebrated April Fool's Day with our blog. And as our thank you to all of you who have hung around with us, the Lusty Linguists grabbed 7 of our April Fool's For Love stories and bundled them together for one great price.


We've partnered with Drakon Press to bring you an Amazon Exclusive bundle.

99 cents gets you over 500 pages of snark, snickers, and spice.

Or if you have Kindle Unlimited, you can read these stories for FREE!

If you've missed some of our stories, now is the time to grab them all for the price of one! Need to check your library? Here are the titles included with this set.

From Roxy Mews

Bottled Up and When the Lights Go Out

From Mary Hughes

Cin Wikkid and Biting Serendipity

From S.L. Carpenter

Toy Story and Fringe Benefits

From Kayleigh Malcolm

Must Love Menage



This Amazon Exclusive deal won't last long. Grab your copy, and gift one to a friend!


Have you read these stories? Did you get any ideas on how to mess with your friends and co-workers?

Tell us your April Fool's Day plans. And if you don't have any plans this April Fool's Day, might we suggest settling in with a good book...or seven. ;)


~Roxy

The bottle is winking at me... #CHEAPDATE

Winking Owl Shiraz 

This, my dear financially strapped lushes, is THE cheapest wine I have tested for my Cheap Date series.

Aldi…the mutha-effing king of cheap booze, has this bottle for an every day price of $2.89 at my local store. (obviously, shit is cheaper in Indiana that the coastal cities. We have no water so we get cheap booze. Priorities.)

The nice thing about Aldi wine…it also has this handy label on the back so we know what the flavor will be like…if it’s sweet or dry…what temperature…

SHIT!

Mother effing shit. This is supposed to be at room temp, and I put the damn thing in my wine fridge again. Shit. I need to stop buying room temperature wines. I’m obviously incapable of having this stuff warm.

Okay. I don’t care. I’m trying it anyway.

Again…there’s no pull tab, twist off cap, or anything like that. Here’s an improviser’s tip. No seal cutter? Put the corkscrew sideways against the underside of the lip of the bottle and stab it over and over.

Step 1. Stab Seal.

Step 2. Peel like it's no big deal.

See? Sure you still could stab yourself, but it’s a smaller point. That means less chance of hitting a major artery, right?



FIRST IMPRESSIONS

There’s a cork. So obviously it’s a quality wine. (Yes. Cork Equals Quality. You know that by now.)

At this point, hubby wakes up from his nap and decides to make a smoothie right where I am working on this blog. He has to argue about which fruit is the smoothie fruit. I guess this gives the wine a chance to get to the right temperature… *grumble*

For real. He interrupted my wine time for fruit.

Okay. The wine is definitely room temp now. How long does it take to make a fucking smoothie?

Anyway….



FIRST POUR

There’s a little bit of bubble action at the top, and the drag on the glass has a few pits in it.

It might be time to be worried. Still not as heinous looking as the sangria though. That shit still haunts me.

The bottle says there should be a “hint of spice”.  It smells really bold to me. Maybe it’s my mayo lifestyle.

Time to try it.



FIRST SIP

This has the warmth in the back of my throat, the hint of fruit and no harsh bite to speak of. It’s like a breath of warm happiness.

This isn’t a gulp wine. It’s more of a laugh with friends while you make dinner kind of wine.

Or in my case, type out your opinion while your hubby completes the final boss fight in Final Fantasy, after munching on carrots and tater tots.




FINAL VERDICT

I’m pouring another glass. I dig it. I think I like the white I tried last time a bit better, but this is a great sipping wine.

Hubby didn’t weigh in on this one. Partly because it’s a dry wine, and mostly because he got in my damn way while making a smoothie.

Thumbs up for the wine. Thumbs down for the smoothie interruptus.

Pouring more!

...lots more.

So far I have come to the conclusion that Aldi is where shit goes down as far as cheap wine. I have also been told Trader Joe's is great, but there's not one terribly close to me. Where else should I go shopping for a deal? Feel free to tweet me your finds @RoxyMews.

Until next bottle...


~Roxy



To find Roxy's books with buy links and what she has coming up next check out her website at RoxyRocksMe.com

Dirk Thunderthighs and other character actors

So today (February 27 as I write this) I'm starting a new novella. It's part of a new billionaire anthology, and I'm thinking of also making it part of a series, the first of three billionaire brothers.
 
I think it will have the oldest brother as the hero. He's a reformed bad-boy who wants nothing to do with his father's company.

Now, what can I call him? I look up popular boy names on the Internet. Liam, Mason, Jacob...but I sort of want Our Hero to be GrandFather Name III, and none of those sound appropriately rich, snobby, and nineteen-fifties.

Here's one--Alexander. Alexander Anthony? I like the alliteration, but I'm not convinced. Landon? Landon Loveless, one of the Loveless Billionaire Brothers? Eh, it's a possibility. I'll call him L for now.

When my husband and I brainstorm, he often brings in hero Dirk Thunderthighs. I picture Fabio in the early days. L probably looks more like RDJ or Jason Momoa. In this case, L will do.

So L wants nothing to do with his father's company--until he shows up at the first board meeting after his father's death.

Hmmm...what to call the company? Creative juices flowing, that throws me out for just a moment. Something rich sounding. Something big and run by sharks...nope, I got nothing.

Megamoney Corp. Move on.

Okay, so L swaggers into his first board meeting at Megamoney Corp. Who's at the table beside the craggy old-guard graysuits? I want a heroine who will give him the most grief. Someone rich and beautiful and classy, to automatically get bad-boy L's back up.

Harper? Ava? Mia...no. Harper Riley? Ooh, that sounds like a hacker I can use for book 3. Leah, Aubrey, Grace...closer. She should look like Grace Kelly or Audrey Hepburn.

Elizabeth. That sounds regal. Last name...Rothschild? I'll have to look that up to see how many real people have that name. But it works for now.

So. Elizabeth Rothschild, on the company board, also wants the hero out, because she want to put her ex in place as head, so he can preserve the charities Megamoney Corp finances.

Elizabeth's ex...and here's where my monkey brain kicks in and provides the name Pubic Hair.

Pubic Hair?

Feck, I'm on a roll. Go with it. Pubic Hair is Elizabeth's ex.

So here is a note from my actual brand-new manuscript.

Elizabeth Rothschild: External Goal--get rid of L so her ex, Pubic Hair, can take over. Pubic Hair is her only chance at saving the charities which the elder L instituted.

Maybe it's time for me to switch to decaf.