I’m absolutely thrilled! Why? Because today my first single title book (full length!)–the very first book I ever wrote is out today!
Ain’t Misbehavin’ is a story that completely embodies my tagline: A little bit of laughter, and a whole lot of Spice.

Here’s the blurb and then an except, so hopefully I can tempt you some more!

On a pre-wedding vacation to Europe with her friend, Lena learns her fiancé is cheating on her. Deciding she needs to have some fun herself, she indulges in the sexy New Yorker whose been trying to get into her pants. But will she lose her heart in the process?

Business brings Tyler to Amsterdam, but a petite bombshell on vacation is what convinces him to stay. Each day brings them closer, and he begins to think she could be the one to curb his bachelor ways. Until he realizes that he’s just the pawn in a game of revenge.


Lena stared at him, her gaze boring into his. For a moment she could have sworn she heard the music to ”Let’s Get It On” in her head.

She’d done it. She was actually here in Tyler’s hotel room. And, damn, he looked good. Even with that fluffy hotel robe on, she could see the hard muscles of his chest and smattering of hair.

“Lena?” He straightened up a bit, and his brows drew together. “Hang on. You don’t look so good. Are you okay? Why don’t you come in?”

Lena stepped through the door and past him, but didn’t trust herself to speak. She kept her back to him and went outside on the balcony, taking a moment to look down at the city below. The air hit cold against her lungs, but she didn’t mind too much.

“Answer me. What’s wrong?” He came up behind her and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder.

His touch ignited her already simmering desire for him. If she didn’t do this now, she’d chicken out. She took a deep breath and spun around, grabbing his robe and jerking him to her.

“Easy—” He broke off when she grabbed his head and stood on her tiptoes, jerking his mouth down to hers.

Her tongue plowed between his lips and came up against his. His body went rigid, and for a moment she wondered if he’d push her away. Then his hands settled against her waist, and he backed her up against the guardrail.

She stroked her tongue over his, pulling open his robe and running her fingers through his chest hair.

He gave an approving laugh and pulled his mouth away from hers. Lena groaned as his lips settled against the wild pulse in the curve of her neck.

Keep the control. If he takes control, you’ll be emotionally vulnerable.

She jerked away and pushed him back from her, moving forward so he had no choice but to back up into the room.

“I’m sorry.” He frowned. “If this is moving too fast for you—”

When the back of his knees encountered the bed, she tackled him, knocking him backwards onto the mattress. She reached out a hand and slid it into his boxers, wrapping it around a—oh my—pretty damn big cock.

Tyler’s eyes closed, and his loud groan sent a tremble of excitement through her. Keith had never given such an intense reaction to her touch.

“Hang on, Lena.” He shook his head as he held her away from him, giving her a suspicious glance. “This morning you were pretty adamant that we shouldn’t even have kissed. Now… What’s going on?”

Lena froze, and heat flooded her cheeks. “What’s going on? I would think it’s pretty obvious—”

“Well, yeah, it is.” He moved away from her. “But I just don’t want you to rush into anything you’re going to regret.”

Nearly two feet of space separated them now, and his gaze roamed over her, but she saw wariness in his eyes as well.

“Lena, I like you. Enough that I don’t want to feel like an asshole in the morning for taking advantage of you. Are you sure you want to do this?”

Argh! Could he make this fling thing any more complex?

“I’ll be blunt. I am trying to seduce you here. I am a woman who is blatantly throwing herself at you. There shouldn’t even be an issue. So are you going to fuck me, or do I have to find someone else who will?”

He blinked. “Are you drunk?”

Oh for the love of… “Why does everyone keep asking me that?”

All the doubts came rushing back. Bad idea, Lena. You should have known it from the start.

“You know, forget it. I wanted you and had the crazy notion you wouldn’t mind getting me into bed, but apparently I was wrong.”

She almost made it to the door when he grabbed her by the waist and spun her around.

“Oh, I want you all right,” he said, his voice low and thick. He lifted her so her legs wrapped around his waist. “I just had to make sure you knew what you were doing.”

Thanks to everyone who came by Naughty and Spice yesterday for our opening day. The variety of responses was so much fun to read, and has really made me look closely at what love can really be like. I’m amazed at how many people really do have that toe curling passion. Today Amie Stuart is blogging about fantasies, and will draw a name from the people who comment, for a copy of her book Hands On. So if you have time, drop on by.

Well I sold my futuristic/shifter to Cobblestone Press (which reminds me I have paperwork to finish!) and it should be out in October. It’s called Primal Attraction, and I can’t wait to see what kind of fabulous cover it’ll get. This was fun to write, I really do dig this futuristic stuff! I need to watch the sci fi channel more often. LOL.

So Love for Sale got reviewed by Romantic Times. It’s not a bad review, though it got three stars. Here’s the review.

“Though strongly erotic, Love for Sale is also a surprisingly sweet romance. The heroine is an average-sized woman; the hero kind and caring, yet fairly alpha. The misunderstanding they have, though major, is quickly resolved. The grandmother is a fun secondary character.”

Well I’m off to the zoo today. I promised the kid I’d get her out of the house a bit. The past few days we haven’t gone much further than the backyard. Plus the zoo is just so much fun, for me and her. And you get a workout, let me tell you. Lots of walking. I probably counteract it with the greasy pizza I get for the kid sometimes. Hmm. Salad. Salad is good for pms’ing. Which I totally am. TMI? Sorry. I feel better having said it though.

So this picture is kind of random, but I thought it was funny. And it fits my mood. :)

Because discretion is overrated

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So I had a fabulous day yesterday! It was a day off, so to speak, where I went and spent the day with my friends. It was my old ‘group’ that used to hang out back before I had Emma, and for awhile after I had her. There’s my best friend, her hubby, and his two really good friends. My best friend got married a couple years ago, and we were all in the wedding party so we spent a lot of time together that year. It was a big wedding. Anyway, yesterday we all got together and hung out. So much fun! We watched Coming to America, and both Pirates of the Caribbean movies, before going to see the third. We ate, we drank a little (but made sure to take taxi’s to the movie, because we don’t want to be like Paris Hilton!) The third Pirates was pretty good. It was such a nice day for me.

I thought this was interesting. Someone showed this article in Romance Divas. It basically supports what the epub market has been saying all along. We’re on the rise!

Publishers report drop in book sales
From Reuters
May 23, 2007

Americans bought $24.2 billion worth of books in 2006, slightly less than the previous year, an industry group said Tuesday, reporting sharp falls in religious and audio-book sales but an increase in e-books.

The Assn. of American Publishers said total sales by U.S. publishers last year were estimated at $24.197 billion, down from $24.263 billion in 2005.

Religious book sales fell 10.2% to $745 million while audio-books dropped 11.7% to $182 million. Spurred by progress in digital technology, sales of e-books jumped 24.1% to $54 million.

Okay, back to the grind. Remember to check back tomorrow for the link to my new group blog!

So I went to the gym today, and my friend gave me a heck of a work out. I mean like an OUCH all over. But there’s a couple things I just suck at doing, and so I don’t real do them. Namely lunges. I mean, my body refuses to do it. It wants to keel over to one side when I try and balance on one leg. So I admitted to my friend–that I’m not really doing them, only giving the illusion of doing them. Anyway, we walked to Starbucks and she outed me to the cute barista named Rain (his parents were hippies.) She told him that I’ve been faking it with her. Yes, we got some looks.

I went shopping today! With my aunt, my two cousins, and Emma. I’m in that massive countdown to Nationals, buying some outfits stage. Sigh. I’ve gotten pretty good at shopping at clearance, but still, it adds up.

Okay, now to pimp my friend and fellow member of our new upcoming blog. Amie Stuart! She has a book out…

Monday through Friday, they’re known as Alex, Mel, and Carl. But by night, these blue collar Texas gals trade in their work boots and tool belts for high heels, lipstick, and men!

Lexi preaches safety first at her construction site, but when she’s blindsided by a hot, hard-bodied foreman, he leads her into the danger zone for steamy sex…and all kinds of delicious trouble.

Lanie runs her auto shop, Chick’s Garage, with no-nonsense efficiency. Nobody guesses the erotic adventure she’s planning for a white-collar guy who needs a lady mechanic to give a kinky spin to his engine.

Carlotta knows how to splice a cable or wire anything, anytime, anywhere better than any man. But when this curvy electrician meets a quiet computer guy, he has something to teach her about how to connect…and give up control.

Buy it!

Have a great weekend!

So I was a bad, bad blogger this week. A bad self blogger and blog hopper. I guess this is the part I self blogellate myself. Ok, really cheesy line, but I’m tired. Cut me some slack. So what have I been doing all week that caused me to take a break from blog life? We-ell, lots of stuff!

I started my new book. And let me tell you, I love where it’s going. But I didn’t always. At first I was having major angst about my heroine’s motivation, namely, she was a total bitch. So I decided to change it up a little, and just make her more delusional. That way you don’t hate her, but kind of laugh and go…is this woman smoking crack? And no, she isn’t. She gets better. This book will be fun! You just gotta trust me. *Looking into your eyes* Do you trust me? (Sorry, had a complete Aladdin moment.)
Also, beyond that, we’ve been getting ready to launch the new group blog. And the fabulous news is…it’ll be up on Monday! I’m thrilled with it, and have to say I love Word Press! So check back Monday for the link. In between your beer and bbq of course. Don’t worry, we’ll ease you in nice and slow.
Ok I got my dress for the RWA awards night. The one you need to wear a formal for, ya know? Yeah. I got it on Ebay. For like more than 1/3 of the price it’s going for at the store right now. I made my goal of paying less than $50 (including shipping!) for a formal dress. I showed Deanna Lee and Emma Petersen and they both asked me if I was planning on getting a tan. Hmm. What, when did translucent white go out of style? Seriously. I’m so pale. And what’s your opinion on nylons? Can I wear nude nylons with a dress like this? Or are nude nylons totally 90’s and are no fashionably taboo? Help me. I’m clueless with this kind of thing.

On that note, I bought one of those Spanx body things. You know what I’m talking about? Those slimming things? Goes from below the breasts to your thighs. I haven’t tried it on yet, but…hmm. It looks about the width of a tube sock, so I have to say this thing may not get along with my internal organs, but we shall see. Ah, the pain of looking a little less fat. ;)

Okay, off to bed. Since I’m so freaking tired, and I tend to say stupid things this late at night. Seriously. I should not be allowed to blog or talk to people after 10pm. G’night!

p.s. And no, I really have no idea if this cat is real below. Kind of scary if it is.

The Hunk-A-Hunk-A Burning Love Chapel smelled like stale beer and B.O.

This is the first line in one of my books. And this line just helped me final in the Romance Divas ‘Best First Line’ contest. It’s from a book I’m writing, have been writing, that I just love. It’s a contemporary, romantic comedyish, still hot sex, just less of it, book. It keeps getting set aside for erotic romances, but is halfway done. After Nationals I plan to finish it so it’s ready to pitch at the Emerald City Writers Conference (which by the way just opened for registration.)

Yaaaay! I’m so happy, I finished and turned in my futuristic/shifter book to Deanna at Cobblestone Press today. I love finishing a book. Because it means tomorrow I start with a clean page. Wide open pages…(singing Dixie Chicks.) I had fun with this book, but I have to say, after two sci fi/futuristic/shifter type books in a row, I need a break. I need to do the Shelli lighthearted, funny, but still sizzling hot sex books. In fact I have an appointment to pitch to an editor from Virgin at Nationals, I’m just wondering what to write. Something along those lines, I think.

So on that conference note, I’m going to encourage you all to come to the ECWC. I can’t say enough how great smaller, local conferences are. At Nationals, unless you’re a Golden Heart Winner/Finalist/past finalist, you don’t get to register for agent/editor appointments until later. By then the picking’s are slim. I tried to book an agent appointment, and every agent was booked. But if you come to a local conference, your chances at getting an appointment with the someone you want are hugely improved!

Here’s a peek at the speakers and agents/editors.


Kim Lionetti, BookEnds
Nadia Cornier, Firebrand Literary Agency
Laura Bradford, Bradford Literary Agency
Emmanuelle Alspagh, Wendy Sherman Assoicates, Inc


Allison Lyons, Harlequin
Michele Bidelspach, Warner
Leah Hultenschmidt, Dorchester


Welcome Speaker Jane Porter

Saturday Keynote New York Times Bestselling Author Jayne Ann Krentz

Farewell Speaker New York Times Bestselling Author Christina Dodd

Featured Speaker New York Times Bestselling Author Cherry Adair

Featured Guests New York Times Bestselling Author Stella Cameron & Megan Chance

So think about coming out to Seattle in the fall! It’ll be a lot of fun! :)

So I’m out of town, but dropping in for a quick blog post. Had fung hanging out with the family today. Ate way too much bad food, and got in some shopping. Oh! And during shopping I somewhat got flirted with again, and this time–well since he was ringing up my purchase–I interacted with him! Lord, how lame does that sound? Anyway, I was pretty proud.
Finishing up the shifter/futuristic novella tonight/tomorrow. And a big shout out thank you to Karen Erickson, because she read this sucker for me and assured me it doesn’t suck (actually she was really good for my ego!) and helped me fit that last piece of the puzzle on how to end it. You know sometimes when you’re just too close to the book? Sometimes you need the other party to step in and say…I think this should happen.

All right, off again! In the mean time enjoy this silly little list!

How To Maintain a Healthy Level of Insanity

1. At Lunch Time, Sit In Your Parked Car With Sunglasses on and point a Hair
Dryer At Passing Cars. See If They Slow Down.

2. Page Yourself Over The Intercom. Don’t Disguise Your Voice.

3. Every Time Someone Asks You To Do Something, Ask If They Want Fries with

4. Put Your Garbage Can On Your Desk And Label It “In.”

5. Put Decaf In The Coffee Maker For 3 Weeks. Once Everyone has Gotten Over
Their Caffeine Addictions, Switch to Espresso.

6. In The Memo Field Of All Your Checks, Write “For Smuggling Diamonds”

7. Finish All Your sentences with “In Accordance With The Prophecy.”

8. Don t use any punctuation

9. As Often As Possible, Skip Rather Than Walk.

10. Order a Diet Water whenever you go out to eat with a serious face.

11. Specify That Your Drive-through Order Is “To Go.”

12. Sing Along At The Opera

13. Go To A Poetry Recital And Ask Why The Poems Don’t Rhyme

14. Put Mosquito Netting Around Your Work Area And Play tropical Sounds All

15. Five Days In Advance , Tell Your Friends You Can’t Attend Their Party
Because You’re Not In The Mood.

16. Have Your Co-workers Address You By Your Wrestling Name, Rock Bottom.

17. When The Money Comes Out The ATM, Scream “I Won!, I Won!”

18. When Leaving the Zoo, Start Running towards the Parking lot, Yelling
“Run For Your Lives, They’re Loose!!”

19. Tell Your Children Over Dinner. “Due To The Economy, We Are Going To
Have To Let One Of You Go.”

So… American Idol. I’ve officially become a Blaker Girl. I’ve often mentioned I used to be a music major, was really big into the music scene here in the Seattle area. And Washington state has FABULOUS music programs all over, especially those with roots in jazz. So Blake Lewis, one of the two American Idol finalists, is from Bothell, WA. (Another place I’ve seen a lot of great musicians come from) I’ve been half following AI, and kept looking at Blake thinking… I bet I know him, or maybe he’s been one of those guy accapella groups (we’ve got a few from this area.)

So I googled him and a few choice keywords, and YES he has been active in the same circles as many of my old music friends. This is an old picture of a group called Kickshaw, and apparently at one point Blake was a part of the group. The fun thing is, I’ve sang with all the guys below in various choirs, except for Blake. So now I’m on a mega quest to support Blake and make sure he wins! So if you’re an American Idol fan, here’s my plea for you to convert and become a Blaker Girl/Guy. Don’t you think it’s time for an American Idol who breaks the mold? I mean Jordan’s great, but she’s a cookie cutter copy of half of the previous winners.

So off of Idol, and onto mwa! Come see me tomorrow (Friday!) I’m the featured author on the Cata Network! It starts at noon EST and will be ongoing throughout the afternoon. There will be blurbs, contests, and a live chat at 3pm EST. Here’s the link to the live chat if anyone wants to come by And here’s the yahoo group where the prizes, excerpts, and general fun author stuff will take place Yahoo Group.

On that note I got a FABULOUS review from the Ecata Sensual Network (the hotter side of Cata Network) for Love for Sale. Here is a snippet of parts of the review. I will post the whole thing tomorrow on the loop!

“In this compelling story where the humorous moments are perfectly blended with the steamy sexual encounters, Shelli Stevens gives readers a delightfully satisfying read… LOVE FOR SALE will touch every reader on a profound level, where their own emotions will become caught up in this winning story… With just the right mix of humor and emotion, LOVE FOR SALE is touching romance filled with combustible heat.” 4 ½ Stars, Amelia Richard, Ecataromance Sensual

Anyway, off to get some writing done…and decide if the red shoes I bought for Nationals make my ankles look fat. God knows they probably do, because that’s what happens when you have fat ankles. I’ve discussed this with my aunt, and it’s a genetic fact we got struck with the ugly ankles stick.

G’night, and if I don’t post for a few days (my cousin from Vegas is in town, so I’ll be busy!), have a great weekend!

So you know how I added that PacMan game to my website? My goal was to have something fun for people who visited. I have no idea if anyone else plays it, but OH MY LANTA. I’m an addict. I hate video games. Haven’t played them in years. And yet I break up my day with random games of PacMan. It’s a terrible habit, I must break it! But first I have to say I’ve already made it to the 5th level! Hoo haa! YES!

Also, I was quite flattered the other day, when I was contacted by Heather at Cata Network. She asked me to be their feature author of the day on Friday. It’s a new thing they’re starting, and I’m the first to kick it off! I’m so thrilled and honored. I’ll post more details when I know them, but there will be prizes and excerpts and fun stuff. (Seriously, I love this little prize I just picked up at Bath and Body Works. I wanna keep it!) So check back closer to Friday for times and location.

All right. So I have a problem. And I’ve known I’ve had one for awhile now. I’m afraid of men. Well…maybe not men, but the idea of dating one or getting close to one again. Maybe this is too personal for the blog, but oh well. It lets me vent and gives me something to talk about (Oh, just went off on a tangent and started singing Bonnie Raitt.) Anyway, latest example is: Walk into Subway to get a sub. Notice man bending over grabbing chips. Notice he has a nice butt. Then I sneeze. He turns and says, “Bless you.” And then gives me this I might be interested look. I say, “Thank you.” Give him a really brief smile, freak out internally, and then avoid any further eye contact. WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH ME!?

And now, as I typed this post, I stopped once to play a game of PacMan. And I totally died right away because Emma Petersen called, then she hung up on me. Nice. But I did hit 15k on my shifter/futuristic for Cobblestone. It’s turning into a novella. Interesting as I’m turning it in on Sunday.

Happy Tuesday! I’ll blog hop tonight!