Interview and #Giveaway: Elena M. Reyes – Marking Her (Marked #1) ~ @ElenaMReyes


Thank you for stopping by All I Want and More. We’re glad to have you here. Why don’t you tell us a little about yourself…Something that we cannot Google about you 😉

I don’t have much of a sweet tooth, but there are some treats I crave from time to time. 😛 Perfect example would be these little Greek cookies a friend of mine makes during the holidays, they are so addictive. Little balls of joy are what I call them.

But in my day to day, I can go months without even looking at chocolate or cookies.

Tell us a little about this book?MH_promo_1

Talan Cox is a tattoo shop owner that has no time or desire to complicate his life with a woman. He thinks that all women do, is demand more than he is willing to give…he doesn’t want the complications. In comes Maya with her friend one day, one of Talan’s regulars, to finish a back piece he was nearly done with and does just what he doesn’t want…complicate his life.

He becomes obsessed with her. Wants to have her, but refuses to budge when she asks for that inevitable ‘more’.

You’ll have to read the rest if you want to know how it turns out 😀

You can only pick 3 words to describe your main characters what would they be?

Loud. Possessive. Memorable.

How do you go about picking character names? Do you have to get them just right and make sure they fit with the characters personality? 

They tell me what they want to be called…literally whisper in my ear.

Which was the easiest character to write and the hardest ~ and why?

Easiest would be Maya because her personality is a lot like mine… sassy, loud, and bossy!

Hardest would be Janice because I struggled with her anger. She truly believes in her heart that Talan is hers and sees Maya as the other woman. I felt a little bad for her at points.

(If this is a series) How many books are you shooting for in this series?

 As of right now I have a total of three books planned in the Marked Series.


Since we’re cover hussies….what was your first impression of this cover?

 Pardon my French…

“OMYGOD…dude…you so fucking nailed it!”

MH_promo_7What type of scene is your favorite to write? (Fight, love, making up..etc.)

UST (unresolved sexual tension)

I like a good build up…to make your thighs clench.

There is nothing sexier to me than the woman being chased and her making him work. To evade his advances and feed him just enough to let him know you’re interested but not easy.

What are you currently working on?

Currently I am working on Marking Him #2 (Marked Series) that will, if all goes according to plan, be out by this spring.

How much emotion does it take from you to write?

Depends on the scene, but I will admit that in my first novella Ardor, I had a sore neck after writing a blow job scene. I was exhausted and didn’t even look at the hubs for days. Lol

What’s one thing that you enjoy about writing?

Reading peoples reaction to something I created. Making someone laugh or send me a private message, relaying an anecdote of something similar, that happened to them always puts a smile on my face.

When did you know you wanted to become a writer?

To be honest, I never saw myself doing this… it just happened. My fanfic readers kept asking me why I’ve never published any of my work and I became intrigued by the prospect.

Couldn’t be happier with the decision I made.

Is there a genre you would like to write but are a little apprehensive to try?

MM erotica. It scares me to get it wrong and offend, but I can’t deny the beauty behind their stories and how fiercely the love.

Okay…. personal time!!!! Oh yeah, I go there… Hahaha.

What is on your night stand/dresser? Lamp, a candle, and a small Buddha I received as a gift and love.

What are you listening to you right now? You Make Me Smile by Blue October

What are you reading right now? Nada. Sadly no time at the moment L

What is your favorite season? Holiday? Love the spring because it’s nice and warm outside without all the sweating and humidity ruining your hair. I love Christmas! Sue me, I love getting gifts and spending time with my entire crazy family.

What do you like to do when you’re not writing? Sleep. Literally, could send days in bed sleeping.

What’s your guilty pleasure? Watching really cheesy and ghetto reality TV.


Hard and Quick Time! Don’t think… Just answer!

Are you a quickie kind girl? Sometimes

What’s ur fave drink – in a glass or on him? 😉 I don’t think margaritas would taste good on him.

Spank or Flogger? Hard Spank!

Ties or Chains? Not picky.

Leather or Lace? On me lace on him leather!

Soft or Hard… Bed, where was your mind? Him hard, bed soft. *winks*

Control or Be Controlled? Be controlled…always.

Hot Wax or Whip Cream? I like a little pain…wax.

Sexiest feature on a man? Eyes do me in every time.

Boxers, Briefs or Commando? Boxer briefs.

Top or Bottom? Both!

Cowboy or businessman? Both!

Tattoos or piercings? OH GOD BOTH!!!

Dark or Milk Chocolate? If I had too, milk chocolate.

Vampire or Werewolf? Vampire all the way baby!

Twitter or Facebook? Facebook.

Pinterest or not? I love Pinterest, but get distracted easily and spend way too much time on there.

Is there anything else you like to add?

Hope everyone had an amazing holiday, and that this year brings them nothing but health, love, and happiness, into their lives.


18685267Title: Marking Her (Marked #1)

Author: Elena M. Reyes

Genre: Erotica/ Contemporary Romance

Release Date: December 17th 2013

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Talan wants to mark Maya—with more than his ink. The owner of a prominent tattoo shop, he’s used to being hit on by easy women. Though “easy” is not a word associated with Maya when she comes in to support her friend. Flirtation ensues, but what will it take to break the painted man.


excerpt2 “When’s my next appointment?” I asked my receptionist Janice while making my way around the front counter. I’d just walked out Lance’s crush and wanted the day to be over.

“You have one more, Talan. Esther is due in twenty.”

“Fuck, I forgot about her.” My body slumped against the counter. The boys and I were hoping for the evening to be slow, allowing us an early night.

“That’s why I’m here, handsome. To serve you in any way you need,” Janice purred, and I sighed as I flipped open my laptop and logged in. I’d made the mistake of wetting my dick in her a few months back when she first came through my door. Afterward, she became jealous and clingy, wanting more than I was willing to give.

The only reason she was still there was because she had bigger balls than the other two fuckers that worked there. Janice could handle the leers, gestures, and jokes like a pro, but fuck with her inventory or dirty my shop, and she will rip you a new one.

“Janice, cut that shit out,” I demanded before storming off toward the back and into my sanctuary. The guys all laughed when I walked by. I flipped them the bird and continued on into my room.

An hour had passed since I’d asked Janice if I was clear and there was still no sign of Esther. It was the usual for her. The woman would be late to her own funeral, but this was a new one for her.

She was never this late.

I was becoming agitated by the lack of common sense people had to pick up a goddamn phone. How hard could it be to let me know if you’re coming or not? There was just something about a person’s lack of punctuality that pissed me off. Not caring if I had shit to do or places to be was plain rude.

I was worked up to the point of walking out the damn door.

“Janice,” I called out into the now empty shop. She’d insisted – once the boy’s left – in staying behind to help me set up, not listening to my refusal. “Call Esther and reschedule. I’m beat and—”

“I’m here,” Esther yelled, rushing through the door. “Traffic was a bitch and I—”

“Save it and get in my chair before I kick you out,” I grumbled and rubbed my throbbing temples.

“But, I brought—”


“Is he always this rude?” a soft, feminine voice I didn’t recognize asked.

I looked up, and was startled by the sexy little thing that stood before me. She was young. Much younger than what I was normally attracted to; at the most this little nymph was twenty.

The beauty had black hair; wavy and tousled locks that swept down to the middle of her back, with side-swept bangs across her forehead. Her face was sweet, innocent, while her gray eyes spoke of mischief, and in my case, trouble. Lips, those fucking cherry-red lips, were plump and inviting—the perfect Cupid’s bow that begged to be nibbled.

I let my eyes traverse her short frame and my mouth watered. She truly was an itty-bitty thing. With my six-foot-four frame, I towered over her, dwarfing her delicate one.

My feet carried me closer to where she stood, next to Esther in the receptionist area. I wanted her laid on that black marble top so I could feast on her. The drought I’d been on as of late might have been making me desperate…then again, looking at her was making something within me want to just take, consequences be damned.

We watched each other; she followed my every move and I, her every breath.

My eyes dropped from her perfect face to hungrily devour her chest and a shiver ran down my spine.  The two pert, no bigger than a handful breasts, sat high on her chest. She wore a simple camisole that did little to hide her obvious happiness to meet me.

My cock twitched as her nips puckered.

I continued my assessment and found my hands clenching the second her narrow waist and flared hips came into view. My nails dug grooves into the palms of my hands, the slight pinch keeping me in check. The desire to pull her closer, grab onto her flesh, and leave my prints behind was almost unbearable.

She was a slim petite thing, with the sexiest pair of legs my eyes had ever seen; they were bare for my enjoyment. A tiny pair of denim shorts barely covered her lower region, marking every groove and molding onto her sinful flesh as if they were a part of her.

I was hard.

“Wow,” a voice coughed to my right, pulling my eyes away from Bitty.


“You can say ‘thank you’ for my gift now and eye fuck her later.” Esther laughed while Bitty turned red around the cheeks.

This cute little thing blushes?

“Talan, it’s getting late,” Janice interrupted suddenly, “and we have plans.”

“I’m sorry,” Bitty spoke up, turning to Esther, “maybe we should come ba—”

“No.” The word popped out before I could think to stop them.

“Yes.” My glare cut off Janice before she could continue, eliciting a chastised look from her. Who the hell did she think she was to be so rude and hostile toward my client and someone who, I hoped, would soon be my friend?

“Enough, Janice.” I let the words come out encased in a low, warning growl before turning toward the two women with raised brows. “You two head on back.” Bitty went to protest at my command, but instead bit her lip, causing me to groan. Fuck, I need to get this situation under control. “Esther, you know the drill; lose the shirt and get comfy. Bitty, I want—”

Bitty crossed her arms, scowling adorably. “Who you calling ‘Bitty’?”

“You, sweet thing, now quit interrupting me.”

Bitty huffed, but I saw no real annoyance in her expression.

“Talan, can we have a word please?” Janice butt-in, again. If this chick didn’t leave soon she was going to find herself without a job.

“No, and for fuck’s sake—go home.”

“But,” she whined and gave me a ridiculous pout. The two other girls in the room laughed. Janice didn’t appreciate this and turned her icy glare on them.

“Come on, Es, seems the big, bad, tatt boy has his hands full,” Bitty cooed with a sexy giggle and pulled a nosy Esther behind her. The two walked off, down toward the room with my name on the door. They walked in, and while Esther went to strip, Bitty closed the door.

Her eyes—those damn cat-like grey eyes—set on mine, blazing with amusement while she winked then pushed the door closed.

“What the fuck was that?” Janice hissed once they were both out of earshot. “You should have a little more—”

“Get out,” I said through gritted teeth.

Janice’s jaw jutted forward in defiance. “Are you into that little girl?”

I pointed toward the door. “Out and quit pushing . . . you’re walking a fine line.”

Hurt flickered in her eyes. “Talan, I—”

“Go home, Janice. Go home before I fucking lose the last bit of patience I have today and kick you out permanently.”




Elena M. Reyes was born and raised in Miami Florida. She is the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she would.

As a small child, she was always intrigued with all forms of art—whether it was dancing to island ElenaMReyesrhythms, or painting with any medium she could get her hands on. Her first taste of writing came to her during her fifth grade year when her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E. Program and write an essay on what they’d learned.

Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with hours of pleasure. It wasn’t until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst to write overtook her world. She now resides in Central Florida with her husband and son, spending all her down time letting her creativity flow and letting her characters grow.







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