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Kitty Love with Rosanna Leo

November 16, 2012

erotica author Rosanna LeoFunny and talented Rosanna Leo is stepping under The Spotlight today with a purr-fect guest post (I know, that joke was a little a lame but trust me, Rosanna’s post will make up for my cheezy humour). Rosanna will also be offering some info and an excerpt from her erotic story, For The Love OF God, a super hot book about a museum conservator and a boss that may or may not be an Egyptian God. One lucky commenter will win a copy of For The Love of God so don’t forget to let us know you stopped by.

Rosanna, I hand you the floor…


“Why my cat would make the ideal romantic hero.”


     Firstly, I’d like to say thank you to DC for allowing me to visit her once again. I’m such a fan and so happy to be here!

As I pondered ideas for a guest post, my little cat Sweetie climbed onto my lap, as she usually tries to do when I’m writing. Sometimes she gets in the way, but most of the time I relish her comforting weight and warmth. She’s sitting here now, an adoring expression on her furry face, and I couldn’t help but think, “This cat should be a romance novel hero.”

Now, please let me say I do comprehend that my cat is a SHE, rather than a HE. And, well, she’s a cat. However, for the sake of this post, we’re going to disregard those finicky details. Here is why Sweetie Cat would make the ideal romance novel hero.

1) She’s gorgeous. I’m talking brilliant green eyes, a healthy coat and a mysterious expression. Let’s face it. In our heroes, don’t we also want them to have beautiful eyes, good hair and a sensuous demeanor? I think so.

2) When she stares into my eyes, it’s with pure, unadulterated adoration. I’m talking big-time love. It’s probably because I’m the one who feeds her, which is another co-relation between her and men. Sweetie gazes into my eyes as if I’m the only important thing in her world. As if her life depended on being with me…okay, it sorta does, but you get the idea. Don’t we all want a man who will gaze at us like that? Hell, yes!

3) She doesn’t talk much. The odd bit of yammering at the birds and a meow of appreciation when I fill up her food bowl. Don’t most romance heroes have the same sense of mystery about them? Don’t they sometimes tend to speak in one-word sentences, driving their heroines up the wall with anticipation and wonder? And let’s face it, what romance hero in his right mind would ever be a Chatty Cathy?

4) And finally, Sweetie loves my nether regions. Don’t get the wrong idea here! My cat sleeps between my legs, curled up right near my crotch, unless I manage to shift her. Now, if she were really a 200 lb, muscled hero, perhaps this sort of activity would become awkward. However, don’t we all appreciate a man who is delighted to spend time “down there”? If you’ve read any of my books, you’ll know my heroes are inordinately fond of their heroine’s nether regions. It’s a must, in my books! I love a man who enjoys traveling down south!

I hereby rest my case. Any romance novel hero worth his salt should emulate my cat Sweetie. Okay, we might need to find him a name that’s more butch, but hey, I’m working with what I’ve got!

Thanks for reading! And for joining me in my lunacy today, one lucky commenter will win a copy of my paranormal romance For the Love of a God. I promise there aren’t any cats in it.

Sweetie Cat


For the Love of a God:



Conservator Maia Douglas is an expert on ancient Greece and its mythology. She would never tell anyone at the museum where she works, but she’s always had a secret crush on the mythical Eryx, Greek god of love. There is nothing she loves more than to tend to her favorite statue of him, and her nighttime dreams are filled with luscious images of Eryx making love to her.

One day, the peace at Maia’s beloved museum is shattered when a new director arrives. A man who looks exactly like her image of Eryx. As Maia watches, he manages to upset her ordered museum world, at the same time he inflames her with unwanted desire.

Maia does not know that her new boss is actually the god Eryx, disguised as a mortal so he may work in antiquities. Although he is the god of love, he has forsaken his sexual nature because of a curse that has killed any woman he’s dared to love. Though he fights it, Eryx is drawn to Maia with a force he’s never experienced in a thousand years. But can he convince her of his true identity? And can he protect her from a vengeful goddess who seeks her destruction?



And without knowing quite how it happened, she found herself being led across Yonge Street to the Mad Irishman Pub. As they crossed the busy road, Eric put his hand on the small of her back. For some reason, she felt safe with his hand there. Warm and safe.

Maybe it was because the cars were just peeling away from them. Even though they were jaywalking, all the cars came to a halt before Eric. It was like Moses crossing the Red Sea. Maia couldn’t count how many times she’d almost been hit in the past by unfeeling downtown Toronto drivers. Yet those same drivers couldn’t make enough space for Eric Lord.

It must be his shiny blond hair. His golden highlights were a blinding beacon.

Dye job, she decided.

They got to the pub, and he led her to a plush half-circular booth tucked in the back. As he let her pass him to get into the booth, he placed his hand on her back again. Once again, a blazing heat trailed from his fingers through her clothes and right into her pores.

What was it with this man? She’d known menopausal women who didn’t feel so hot to the touch all the time.

She sat down and blew up her messy bangs with a breath, feeling hot herself. She then watched the waitress drool all over Eric as she handed them menus. Maia made a face, but plastered on a happy grin when she saw him looking at her. They ordered. A Guinness for her and a cranberry juice for him.

“Aren’t you going to have a real drink?” she asked.

“I’m good,” he chuckled quietly. “I don’t drink alcohol.”

Oh God, she thought. Was he an alcoholic? Or a health nut? She wasn’t sure which scenario alarmed her more.

“So,” he continued. “Do you mind if I call you by your first name?”

“Don’t like being so formal with your peons?”

He stared back at her, obviously holding back a retort. His eyes flashed as if lit from behind. For the first time, she noticed all the golden specks surrounding his dark pupils. They made his eyes seem an even deeper green, like the forest after a storm. It was such an arresting effect. She had to look away for a moment.

“I hope, going forward, you’ll call me Eric,” he said in his deep voice. “Not asshole or moron.”

It was her turn to laugh. “Fine. Then you can call me Maia.”

“Thank you, Maia,” he replied, almost in a whisper.

Her vagina clenched. It actually seized. Feeling tremendous unease, Maia looked away again. He hadn’t said anything sexual or vulgar. He’d only said her name. Yet, for some reason, the way Eric Lord said it made her feel as if he was touching her, caressing her most intimate places. She adjusted the way she was sitting, and angled away from him a little.

God help her, her panties were wet.


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Rosanna Leo – Bio

Rosanna Leo has her degree in history and literature, as well as in classical singing. She currently resides in Toronto, Canada. Her favorite things are her family, dusty libraries, and Nutella. Rosanna loves it when the geeky, awkward girl gets the hot guy, and has made it her mission to see this happen in her books as much as possible. She is a multi-published author with Liquid Silver Books. Her books include For the Love of a God, Up in Flames, Sweet Hell and The Selkie. You can find all her books at Rosanna’s blog is


22 Comments leave one →
  1. November 16, 2012 4:24 pm

    Thanks so much for having Sweetie and I, DC! 🙂

    • November 16, 2012 5:33 pm

      Come back any time, Rosanna. I loved the post – especially the part about the nether regions. 😉

  2. November 16, 2012 4:55 pm

    Rosanna, What a great post! Off to share!

  3. November 16, 2012 4:55 pm

    The amount of chuckling I did at this post was obscene. And yes, I think Sweetie (adorable though she is) would make a fantastic romance hero. Just look at her….there’s a tiger lurking within!!!

    • Rosanna Leo permalink
      November 16, 2012 6:17 pm

      Hi Tara. Personally, I’m thrilled I brought out your obscene side! LOL Thanks for coming along with me and Sweetie!

  4. Sheri Fredricks permalink
    November 16, 2012 5:00 pm

    Sweetie is so cute! And if you don’t have her as a main character, she could certainly be written as the heroine’s pet! Great post, Rosanna.

    • Rosanna Leo permalink
      November 16, 2012 6:18 pm

      Hi Sheri!! Why, thank you. I think Sweetie’s pretty cute too, although she’s fatter now, the big, glutonous thing. Thanks for visiting!

  5. November 16, 2012 5:16 pm

    I like Sheri’s idea of including your cat in a story 🙂

    • Rosanna Leo permalink
      November 16, 2012 6:18 pm

      Hi Emma! Thanks so much for commenting! Perhaps Sweetie will make an entrance into one of my books one day…she may push her way in!

  6. juliabarrett permalink
    November 16, 2012 5:52 pm

    Love it. I also have a cat who likes to curl up either in my crotch or under my arm, or even against my neck. Those cats…

    • Rosanna Leo permalink
      November 16, 2012 6:19 pm

      Hi Julia! Thanks for visiting today! You seem to understand my predicament very well. LOL

  7. November 16, 2012 6:59 pm

    That’s awesome, Rosanna. I always had cats until the last few years…husband is terribly allergic. Which sucks.

    Me wanna kitty.

    • Rosanna Leo permalink
      November 16, 2012 8:16 pm

      Hi Rachel- come back and visit with Sweetie and I whenever you wish! Thanks for being here!

  8. November 16, 2012 7:27 pm

    Love Sweetie, and the excerpt too. My cat loves to cuddle. Mr. Kitty is the bomb.

    • Rosanna Leo permalink
      November 16, 2012 8:16 pm

      Hi Kelly! Thanks for joining me today. Cats are awesome, aren’t they? 🙂

  9. November 17, 2012 12:22 am

    Love the last line of that excerpt! Lol and I can see how a cat can be a hero 🙂

  10. November 17, 2012 12:29 am

    Thanks again to DC for hosting me today- it was such fun! I’ve drawn a name for a copy of For the Love of a God and the winner is Emma! Congrats Emma- I will leave you a message. Thanks everyone!

  11. November 17, 2012 12:55 am

    What a fascinating story concept! I can’t wait to check it out. Oh…and Rosanna, I really think you’re on to something with the feline male model.

    • Rosanna Leo permalink
      November 17, 2012 1:10 am

      LOL, thank you Raine! I appreciate you being here! And I appreciate your interest…maybe one day, Sweetie will make her romance debut!

  12. November 17, 2012 12:57 am

    Rosanna, what an awesome post, lol.
    For the Love of a God is a fantastic book.

  13. DeLeetra J. Staley permalink
    November 18, 2012 5:16 pm

    Sweetie is to adorable and Rosanna great job awesome post.

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