Palermo (Sicily), Italy

The Valley of the Temples in Agrigento

The place of my mother’s lineage. The motherland. Home.

Worst. Excursion. Ever.

In hindsight we should have cancelled the tour and picked something else when we saw that the tour was being cut short and the meal exchanged for a box lunch that was a joke. One the experiences, beyond the history, was the food for me. What you get on the ship doesn’t compare to the local flavor. Greece showed me that. Still, I let the history guide my hand and went head first. Have I mentioned this was the first tour that didn’t include a nice alcoholic beverage? (BOOOO!)

We walked around the Temple of Juno first. Straight up a few steps that didn’t quite rival the Acropolis. However, touring in another group was the Ant Whisperer so there goes the whining again. Luckily, neither her or her husband could traverse the steps. Lucky me for one area at least.
Next came the Temple of Hercules where I took a picture of a statue in all its uncircumcised glory. My mother kindly posed next to the third leg while I took a gander at the backside. The Temple of Zeus was nearby so I, of course, cracked the joke about how Zeus liked to slip his willie in any vagina that wiggled in his direction. He was truly the man whore of his time.

The sites were great but the whole tour was rushed because of the traffic jams and construction we had to go through. We actually spent more time on the bus than at the actual place. That to me is unacceptable. I didn’t enjoy the trip and instead of appreciating the history, I was more focused on taking pictures. Carnival did refund some of the money because of this. One thing you have to watch out for at the end of the Valley is the slew of guys selling cheap beads on a string. Seriously, do not make contact. They will try to rip you off and will not stop hassling you–even if you cross the street.


Surprising Myself Anthology

Thank you for hosting my first audio release, the erotica anthology SURPRISING MYSELF!

What is your secret fantasy? That one thing you dream of doing but have never had the chance to fulfill in real life… Thirteen writers present sexy, steamy stories of women getting the chance to live out their personal fantasies. What’s yours? Whether it’s several lovers at the same time for a pulse-pounding ménage scene or the allure of getting caught in public, these stories will set your mind ablaze. From voyeurism in a sex club to swinging, cuckolding to cosplay, SURPRISING MYSELF brings you stories from thirteen hot new writers to watch out for and just might make you think about fulfilling your own wildest fantasy.





Lorna, a young American reporter, travels to a port town in France to cover a yacht race. She hopes she’ll be able to experience her wildest fantasy on the beach – sex in public. Due to getting on the wrong train, she has an argument with the controller, who she finds both immensely sexy and annoyingly arrogant.

When he brings her to the engine, pretending to restrain her but instead getting intimate with her, she sees the opportunity to live out her fantasy…





If lucky, I might even meet a handsome Frenchman with whom to spend Saturday night. I’m single, have been for the past few months, and at twenty-three, the lack of sex for such a long time is driving me half-nuts. An interlude with a local hotness on one of the warm beaches of Sables sounds like an irresistible idea. Yes, a beach, or any other public place. The eBook I’m reading features a heroine getting the fuck of her life in an open park at night against a tree in full view of passersby. I want that kind of excitement, too. The three boyfriends I’ve had in the past few years were good in bed but not daring enough. I yearn for someone to do something crazy and a little forbidden with me, in public visibility. Surely, that hint of dangerousness, the possibility of being caught by the authorities, should increase the sexual experience—and our orgasms—tenfold.

For now, I’ll have to do with checking out the cute Maghrebian controller while waiting for him to examine my ticket. Row after row, he walks the narrow aisle toward me, distributing polite smiles to the passengers and answering questions. Tall and broad-shouldered, he has the looks and build of a soccer player. A black tribal tattoo appears below the short sleeve of his purple shirt and travels down his sun-kissed, muscular forearm. Beneath his gray cap, he sports a short buzz cut, and two or three days’ worth of black beard stubble covers his cheeks and chin, just enough to make him…oh, God, immensely sexy. With full lips, a strong nose, and black olive-shaped eyes, he’s a gem of North Africa, an exotic, roughly polished jewel. He would definitely fit in my fuck-on-the-beach fantasy.



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Lea Bronsen

I like my reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strive to give my own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with my debut novel Wild Hearted, I divide my writing time between psychological thriller, suspense romance, and erotic contemporary romance.

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Crete (Herakloin), Greece

Knossos, Wine Tasting & Archanes Village


At the time of this post’s creation I am sooo drunk. Thanks, Crete! Today was the day of touring King Minos’ territory. We’re talking the mythos of the Minotaur and the labyrinth, This was an excavation site in progress so not everything was open to the public. However, the landscape was beautiful to walk. Seriously, Carnival knows how to treat their people. Our guides always have tons of information and just adore their countries. I took a ton of pictures thanks to my uncle having a battery that was compatible with my camera. My sister and I snuck away to from the group to make sure we got into this one place … that had the throne of Kings Minos. A long line for a two minute peek. Still, historical so I loved it.

Cripes, I love everything about this culture!

A stray cat that shared some of my meal sans the booze.

A stray cat that shared some of my meal sans the booze.

We went to a wine tasting that first showed us a twenty minute video on Crete’s agriculture of wine and olives before tasting. I wanted to buy a bottle of wine but my suitcase clocked in at 50 pounds and I don’t want to pay extra*. I did, however, buy some olive oil and a cute urn as a memento. I prefer shot glasses but this was too cute to pass up.

I booked this excursion because a meal was involved and I wanted to try local dishes. I was so not disappointed! I lost count of the courses because DRUNK! Between the two bottles of wines and lovely local liqueur, I was quite toasty. The locals were cheering me on. An Australian called my sister a one pot screamer! Seriously, she can’t handle her drink at all. Me, on the other hand, did two more shots before we left. Had we stayed longer, I would have downed more. Between the food and booze, I was feeling pretty good.

Best excursion this trip.



*I found out going back to the states my suitcase weight never mattered. All that wine I left on the shelves. :cries: