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For those who don’t know, I am Dana Littlejohn, author of sensual romance. Many have asked me why I write interracial romance. My answer is always the same. I write what I know. I grew up in New York City. Not too much is taboo there. It was no big deal that a couple was interracial. It wasn’t until I left NYC that I even noticed other people had issue with interracial couples.

I always thought anyone of age was up for grabs. I never limited my choice of man to my own race. Why would I want to short change myself like that? There are wonderful and fine looking men in all races. When one is looking for someone to spend the rest of their life with, I believe they should explore all their options.  

In my books, the main female character is always African American, but the male lead’s race has been African American, Asian, Puerto Rican and Caucasian. Like me, my character are not limited to a particular race when it comes to love. She is open to dating men of any race. It isn’t his race that she is drawn to nor does it keep her with him.

The traits that I looked for and that my characters seek in their men—smart, kind, handsome, funny, caring, romantic—can be found in men of all races. Thus, why not search for that special man in all the races available to you when the opportunity arises?

When I was a kid I wasn’t exactly what you would call the girly type. I had my own way of dressing and doing things. My parents didn’t judge, correct or condemn. As long as my room was clean and my homework was done they let me do me. My cousins, older and very girly, told me boys wouldn’t like me because I was too weird. I, of course, didn’t think I was weird I was just me. My father told me there was someone for everyone. When I got older there would be a man that would think that my particular type of weird would be my best feature. And he was right! 

My husband and I have been together for 18 years. I am still my weird self, doing things and dressing outside of what most may consider “normal” and he has indeed said that is my best quality. He did not choose me for my race, but because something about me was different from everyone else.

I figured I couldn’t be the only one who grew up like that. So I decided to make a character that had a similar problem. Though it is hard to say I have a favorite book that I have written, this one that is close to my heart. I would like to share with you. There really is someone for everyone and it is not based on race.

 

Taniea is dumped by her boyfriend for being too bold, too aggressive, and too mouthy. Throwing herself into her new job, she traveled to China and met Michael Shen. She convinces him that a fling while she is in his country will be time well spent for them both. 

Will two weeks of Taniea be too much for Michael to handle, or will he leave everything he knows to have a thousand more with her?

  

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Welcome Mythology Lovers!

 

For the visitors that don't know, I am Dana Littlejohn, author of sensual romance. I have books that touch lots of genres including mythology. In fact I have 2 series based on myth. I love myths and wanted to write stories on goddesses that weren't really talked about. I chose the African sun and moon goddesses for one series and the children of Greek goddess of love, Aphrodite. As a child I read many folklore and fairy tales of many different gods and goddesses and found them fascinating and perfect. As an adult I wondered if they had adult issues with life or choosing partner. In my mind I figured, why not! 
In my Erotes series, a 4 book series about the winged gods of love and their sister, Aphrodite wants wants to take a vacation, but she can't unless her sons prove them selves able to take care of her job while she is gone. That is the premise of books 1 and 2, Eros' First Fix and Himeros' Princess. Books 3 and 4, Charles' Goddess and Alan's Arrival are about Aphrodite's wayward children and how she has to intervene to get them back on track.
For the the Daughters of Mother Earth, the Goddess of the Sun starts her day filled with bitterness because she is tired of being alone, in Conquering the Sun. Unable to control her despair, she destroys many of her people. The elders rally together to ask her mother for help in finding her a companion.
In book 2, A Warrior for the Moon, the God of War is instantly smitten by the beauty and wisdom of the Goddess of the Moon but he has no way to meet her and make her his. 
All the gods and goddesses have real life issues but as gods and goddesses they handle them differently. 

Here is a quick peek into A Warrior for the Moon to see what Rubani, God of War has in mind to get hs girl.

When a warrior has his heart set on having the lady in the moon for his bride, but doesn’t know how to make his wish a reality, what does he do? He asks his big brother to seduce her mama to get him in, of course!

Rubani, the God of War, was asked to lead the people of Buganda in an assault against the Zincka to protect their land. During the campaign, he receives valuable advice from the goddess of the moon that led to his victory. Rubani was enchanted by her beauty and intellect. Could Rubani find a way to convince the goddess to be his even though they had only spoken once?

EXCERPT:
 A servant approached and kneeled before them. Extending her silver tray, she offered the deities her gift, two large golden goblets; one decorated in sparkling white stones, the other with bright red jewels. Jasiri nodded his thanks then handed Rubani the chalice with the blood gems and took the other for himself. Rubani clanked his cup to Jasiri’s and they took a long drink in unison. 
Rubani’s gaze remained on his brother. Jasiri had a lovely petite human in his lap. He caressed her feminine curves openly while speaking softly near her ear. 
The excitement and joy at his attentions were evident in her smile. Rubani opened his mouth to ask Jasiri a question, but, deciding against it, swallowed his query with a gulp of his drink. Rubani had found pleasure in the arms of humans many times, but he wanted more. Something they couldn’t give him. 
He stared deep in thought into his cup for a moment then continued to eye the others, rolling the goblet between his hands. 
“Rubani, what’s wrong?” 
Rubani chuckled to himself. Even with a maiden in his lap laboring to command his full attention, Jasiri noticed his brother’s distant behavior. Nothing gets by the Supreme God of Buganda! Jasiri sent the woman away and had their goblets refilled. 
“This is your celebration and you’re the only one not celebrating. Tell me what bothers you.” 
Rubani straightened himself and turned to his brother. “Jasiri, the party is wonderful and I thank you for it.” 
“You are most welcome, but that is not your problem. Speak from your heart, Rubani. We are brothers.”
Rubani swirled the liquid in his cup. “Well, you said upon my return you would reward me.” 
“Ahh, yes, your prize for a job well done. I have not forgotten, my brother.” 
“It’s just, what I really want you may not—” 
“Nonsense, Rubani. Ask for what you want and it is yours,” he said excitedly. 
“Well—I want the Goddess of the Moon for my wife,” Rubani blurted out. 
Jasiri’s smile disappeared. “What?” 
“The Goddess of the Moon is beautiful and wise.” 
“Ahh! Yes, the lovely and intelligent Luneria, Goddess of the Moon. She is enchanting like her mother in many ways.” “That’s what I want. I have spent my lifetime without a permanent companion. Although I’ve had my share of great passion with several humans while answering my body’s need for physical love, I don’t like to dally with them as much as you or the other gods and goddesses do.” 
A deep airy sigh escaped him, unintentional, yet uncontrollable. He dropped his attention to the inside of his cup. 
“I find myself contemplating the idea of children as well. I want a mate who is my equal, someone who will compliment me to pursue such an option,” he added. 
“I see.” 
“My army couldn’t stand against the Zincka. They fought with much courage and honor, but were no match for the skill and strength of their enemy. Her wise words helped turn the tides on the battle ground toward our victory. She watched over me each night. I could almost feel her gentle touch in the moonbeam she sent to shine over me,” he added touching his face dreamily. “I want her to be mine.” 
Jasiri sighed holding his cup in his lap. “I cannot give you a goddess, Rubani. I can offer you a human, any human who catches your eye. If you want I can—” 
“No, Jasiri. I don’t want a human.” His voice elevated with his frustration. “I apologize, my lord. Please forgive me.”
Jasiri offered him a sad smile and touched Rubani’s hand. “No apology necessary, brother.” 
“I just don’t… Humans are sufficient for dalliance from time to time, Jasiri, but not to keep. Not for me. I want someone who can be with me for eternity. Her beauty will not fade in my sight. My lust for her would never diminish. I want the Goddess of the Moon to be mine,” he repeated with finality. Jasiri sighed even deeper and put his goblet down. 
“My apologies, Rubani, but I cannot grant that wish.” 
“Surely there is something you can do to help. You are familiar with Dunia."
Jasiri nodded. "Indeed I am."
"Can’t you appeal to the Goddess of the Cosmos, on my behalf? You are the Supreme God of Buganda, Jasiri...and my brother. Your history with the goddess should grant you some leeway to ask a favor.” 
Jasiri gave him a reassuring smile. “Very well, Rubani. I will speak with Dunia and ask her to speak with her daughter. Remember, our kind are not subject to my command as the humans are. I cannot guarantee anything. The mother of Earth has her own mind, believe me,” he said and his smile widened. 
“I have no doubt,” Rubani agreed with a chuckle. “Thank you, Jasiri.”
To find out of Rubani gets his girl read A Warrior for the Moon, available now at Muse it Hot! 
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Hello Wet and Wild Hop followers!

I am Dana Littlejohn author of sensual romance. I would like to  share book 1 of my latest series, Daughters of Mother Earth, Conquering the Sun. It is the story of how Takasa, Goddess of the Sun got her man.

I have found that finding a good man to love you just the way you are was not an easy task. I figured this was an issue for most women, but even mores so for the powerful ones.

Though Takasa wasn't looking for love when she met Solarion, it’s hard not to want a man who worships and adores you. I wanted my story to be unique, but still have some authenticity. I looked up a lot of African folklore to get the right combination. 

I hope you enjoy reading about them as much as I liked writing them. Now here is a look at a we and wild moment with Takasa and Solarion.

Takasa, goddess of the sun, left her mountain home consumed with bitterness caused by her long endured loneliness. The elders in her tribe fed her a potion to put her to sleep for a thousand years to wait for the one who would be able to save them from her wrath. Will the goddess have met her match at that time, or will the descendant of a neighboring sun god be conquered by her fury as well?

EXCERPT:

 She pushed against his hands, but couldn’t move his arms. 

“Cease this, Solarion. I don’t want it. I don’t want you.” 

He stopped kissing her immediately. “Why do you resist me? I am only here to love you. I can give you everything you need.” 

“I don’t need anything.” 

He scanned her face and his eyes widened with surprise. “You fear me.” 

“I fear nothing,” she blurted out. “I...I am the goddess of the sun. I rule all that the light controls.” 

His smile was soft and knowing. “I wish you no harm, my beautiful goddess. My only mission in life is to please you. I will be companion and mate. I merely want to be by your side while you rule.” He dropped another kiss on her neck. “And when you return here at night, your body will be mine to please and worship with all the love I have for you.” 

“Solarion—” 

His name rode a breathy gasp. He kissed her quiet. 

“Take what I am offering you. Let me love you. There is no hidden agenda and no need for you to be alone. I am here and am already yours.” 

Her breathing picked up as his kisses crossed her collarbone. Solarion’s insistent grinding made the moisture build between her legs. Takasa’s eyes closed and she stopped pushing against his arms. Solarion’s powerful legs pushed hers open as he slid down her body, searing it with kisses. She moaned, for although she enjoyed his touch, she was still torn. 

“Solarion, you must cease,” she panted in a whisper. 

“Your voice says one thing, my goddess, but your body says another. It cries out to me. It wants me. It needs me. You need me.” 

Solarion’s touch was pleasing, his voice soothing. His words comforted her, somehow. It wouldn’t be the first time she had taken a human to her bed. 

Could this handsome human really give her what she needed if she just stopped fighting him? 

Her body seemed to think so. Takasa took a deep breath and opened herself to what Solarion offered. Takasa gasped at the titillating sensation his beard left when it rubbed across her belly. He lingered there for a moment to leave butterfly kisses before he moved lower. A shiver of anticipation raced through her body when his chin grazed the sensitive skin over her pelvic bone. Solarion continued his descent, pushing his face into the downy hair between her legs without hesitation. She groaned. 

Lost in the growing ecstasy, Takasa hadn’t notice Solarion had released her hands until she reached for his head. His tongue snaked from his mouth and seared the delicate folds of skin as he lapped them. With another loud moan, she opened her legs wider, inviting him in further. Solarion took his time, licking her at first, but her groans of pleasure seemed to spur him. He slipped his hands underneath her, gripping her bottom delving into her core even more. Solarion lifted her hips from the bed and pulled her to him, feasting on her. He licked and sucked her carnal center drinking the essence pooled there.
“Oh!” 

He kneaded her bottom as he licked her most private place. Takasa’s juices flowed with her elevated excitement. Her senses were on fire. She had never experienced pleasure in the magnitude Solarion gave her. Her climax was near. She could smell it and yearned for it with all her being. Tremors of ecstasy traveled the length of her nervous system. 

Yanking at the silken covers, consecutive mews of pleasure left her chest, leaving her lungs almost empty. Her muscles tightened, locking in place, and then she exploded from within. A high pitched squeal burst from her throat, a sound she almost didn’t recognize as her own. Its intensity shook her limbs and left her throat raw. Takasa gripped a handful of Solarion’s braids, holding him place, but there was no need. He seemed to know what to do. 

Wrapping his full lips around the pulsating tip at the top of her vulva, Solarion applied a gentle sucking motion on her pleasure center. The action shot lightning rods of euphoria through her body, the aftereffects leaving her shaky and exhausted. When her blissful tremors ceased, Solarion released her and moved up her body again, leaving a trail of kisses in his wake.

“I’ve waited my whole life to be with you, Takasa. You honor me with your juices. The pearly dew of a goddess…is there any better drink? Now that I have tasted you, I desire you even more. Please! Beautiful Takasa, I beg you. Allow me to adore your body now that I am here. I need you. I want you. Don’t deny yourself what my body can do for you. Let me love you,” he pleaded. 

Takasa gasped, stunned by his reaction and dazed by the overwhelming joy her body experienced. She panted, trying to catch her breath. Her body begged her to let him have her. Every inch of her wanted him. Takasa nodded, giving in to her desires. “Yes, Solarion, yes!” 

“Yes!” he growled. Solarion positioned himself over her, adjusting his erection to poise before her drenched opening. 

Once aligned, one controlled push buried his staff inside her. Her body opened, welcoming him, and she surrendered to the increasing feelings of joy overtaking her. 

“Oh, Takasa, the feel of you is glorious. I’ve wondered…dreamed of this moment and, mmm, it was worth every minute of that wait. You are incredible!” 

Takasa’s mouth was agape, but her voice was gone. Solarion’s words increased the pleasure he gave her body, sending her mind into a lustful tailspin. He stroked her, a slow steady motion at first, and then faster and faster, bending, rolling, and arching his back, pressing himself deeper and deeper. 

She felt every inch of him sliding in and out of her, every movement better than the last. He was an amazing lover. Gentle kisses moved from her cheeks to her ear. 

“You feel magnificent, my goddess,” he whispered. “Each night when you return to your cave to rest, I will make love to you like this. It will only get better and better as we spend more time together. This is some of what I offer to you.” 

“Mmm...” Glorious! 

Takasa wrapped her legs around his narrow waist and he fell into her even more. He stroked her with strong, deliberate movements. “Oh!” 

“Your cries of fulfillment are like kisses on my soul. Give yourself to me, beautiful Takasa. I will be your treasure chest of desire. Reach inside and all you need will be given to you,” he panted. Solarion’s promise caressed Takasa’s heart with its conveyance of love. His exquisite command over her senses spoke to her body, expressing the same message to her flesh. She moaned again, clawing at his back. A low deep roar escaped him. 

“I am here to please you. That is my only function. Have your way with me,” he continued, pumping faster. 

She met his powerful thrusts with one of her own. With an unexpected groan, Solarion leaned back, and then reached behind him, hauling her legs up to rest on his shoulders. Takasa gasped, wide-eyed. 

“Solarion, what—what are you doing?” 

He smiled. “Enhancing your pleasure, my goddess.” 

With her legs up and her bottom raised high, Solarion continued pushing into her silken tunnel. The penetration was more intense and he was right. Her pleasure soared, taking her to new heights of enjoyment. Solarion delved deeper and deeper into her until Takasa let out a satisfied scream that left her chest tight and her throat sore. As her body convulsed around the hardness of his arousal, Solarion threw his head back and the lion in his soul showed itself when he let out his own release with a joyful roar.

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