I'm Back!

I've been out of commission for a while, but I'm back...and with lots of new news to share!

My latest review at Clean Sheets is now live. I enjoyed Hard Hats, a collection of lots of sexy men getting hot and sweaty on construction sites...and I wrote all about it. Check out the review here.

My latest story is up on The Erotic Woman. "Better Than Brazil" is the tale of two people who grow closer and closer...and then they meet. Check it out by clicking here.

My latest column is up at For the Girls. This time I talk about dealing with that delicate balance of old friends and a new relationship:

I had ignored the sly digs she made when she thought I wasn’t listening. I had taken the high road and let slide the snide little comments she sometimes made about Mr. Right’s “ball and chain.” I had even defended her once or twice, when it seemed she was too catty for her own good, and chalked it up to the changes that happen when relationships grow.

But when she assumed how I felt, and immediately blamed me without a second thought, I had had enough.

When the claws come out, honey, I’m one little pussy who hisses right back.

Meow! Click here to visit For the Girls and read about the drama!

More coming soon...

I'm in the Spotlight!

The Author Spotlight, that is. The good people over at Joyfully Reviewed asked me a lot of questions, and I had a lot of answers! I'm talking about my favorite things, finding happily-ever-after and what I think is the most interesting thing about yours truly. Oh...and I talk about writing, too.

Visit the Author Spotlight at Joyfully Reviewed to read the interview.

Cover Art for "Sex & Guitars"

Here's a sneak peek of the cover art for my latest Forbidden Publications release, Sex & Guitars. This is my erotic memoir that was previously only available in hardcover -- now it's available in ebook! Isn't the cover lovely?


I'm happy to see this memoir available in ebook, and I can't wait to share it with a whole new audience. I wrote a bit about the newest edit of the book in a blog entry a few months ago. It is a book that is obviously very near and dear to my heart.

Here's the cover blurb:

Finchy is still hurting from the demise of a relationship she believed was forever. Ayza is a recording artist on the rise and far too sexy for his own good. When Ayza offers her a shoulder to cry on and the comfort she needs, Finchy falls into his arms. As Ayza’s songs blaze up the charts, Finchy becomes his muse, the only thing he loves more than the music. Together against the world and buoyed by success, they feel invincible.

But charming Ayza is married, a fact Finchy keeps firmly between them, no matter how intense their affair becomes. Their relationship grows with every hotel room, every stolen moment, and every mile on that tour bus. The guilt grows, too, until Ayza is drowning in the bottom of a bottle, his career in jeopardy. With both of them pushed to the edge, Finchy has to answer the toughest questions she will ever face: Is there hope for redemption? Is there hope for a future? Should she walk away? Or should she hold onto the man she loves, no matter what the cost?

Watch for it...Sex & Guitars is coming soon!

That's a Lot of Stars!

Four and a half stars, that is. Lots of stars! That was the review from Romantic Times Book Review Magazine for One Breath at a Time. They think it's definitely worth a read! Pick up the latest issue of to get the full review.

If you happen to be in the Nashville area, the Barnes & Noble in Cool Springs still has a few autographed copies of One Breath at a Time. Get them while you can!

Another Reason Commitment is Hot...

This month on For the Girls, I'm talking about that scary thing called Commitment, and one of those perks of settling down -- sex hotter than a mile of firecrackers!

The connection I felt with Mr. Right was fire-engine hot, the kind of sizzling seduction that kept me awake at night. I was in a state of sexual charge that was impossible to deny. One look at him and all the pleasure centers in my body lit up. I’ve read about pheromones and the things they do to the body, and if all that’s true, then Mr. Right must have been born with much more than his proper share...

To read the rest, visit For the Girls! While you're there, check out the rest of my Surviving Mr. Right column. It's all about what happens when the dating game ends and the real fun begins!

Featured Author Day!

It's my Featured Author Day on the Romance Excerpts Only group. Want to read some great teasers from my latest novels? Or read about how they got started, and some of my thoughts on the tales? I'm posting excerpts, snippets of reviews and insights into books like After All These Years and One Breath at a Time.

Click here to join me!

More Lovely Reviews!

The reviews are rolling in for One Breath at a Time!

The Erotica Readers and Writers Association (ERWA) had this to say:

To be honest, I only picked up this book to see what it was like with the intention of putting it down on my to be read pile and getting on with something else first. Two hours later I was finished and typing up the review with very sticky fingers! Too much information? You'd better get used to it if you want to read this book.

And Erotica Revealed thought it was a good read, too:

However, cast aside your assumptions and presuppositions about the “prohibited genre” and settle back into the sultry world of passion and punishment that Gwen Masters has created. One Breath At A Time is the simple story of what happens when boy meets girl. However, Gwen Masters is a gifted mistress of erotic storytelling and the simple idea of boy meets girl becomes something extremely powerful in her skilled and capable hands.

Why not get your own copy and see what all the fuss is about? Visit your favorite bookstore or get it online. To make things easier, here's the Amazon link.

Enjoy!

Reviewers Love "After All These Years"

I've got more good news about my latest novella, After All These Years. Manic Readers gave it four stars and a great review! Here's a bit of what they had to say:

From the beginning of the story it's an emotional rollercoaster. There’s a shocker that makes After All These Years really interesting and causes even more turmoil. It's almost purely a romance. It was a nice change of pace and the ending had me smiling.

Read the rest of that review here.

And the amazingly talented, highly respected Donna George Storey wrote a beautiful review of After All These Years on her Blog. She also talked about some of the writing I have done in the past, and gave a lovely mention to my favorite short story, "Indiana Jones, with Camera."

I have to be honest...I'm such a huge fan of Donna, have loved her work for so long, that I cried when I read her positive words about my writing. That's the kind of review all writers dream about!

Donna's beautiful review is here.

And if you don't have your own copy yet, why not get one and see what all the fuss is about? Priced nice at 2.99, it's available from Forbidden Publications. Click here to get After All These Years.

Stories, Stories Everywhere!

A few new stories for your enjoyment:

For those of you in the UK, I'm doing FORUM this month! "Amanda Hardison is Full of Surprises" is all about that dominatrix of a boss, and that man who can't get enough of the punishment she doles out. Find it in the FORUM "Vice" issue, on stands now.

Also in that issue is a glowing review of the Hide and Seek anthology, which includes my story "The Craziest Thing." If you're into showing off or watching, that's one anthology sure to fulfill a few naughty fantasies!

My story of passion and play on the not-so-high seas is up now at For the Girls. "Knots and Knots" is the story of a woman afraid of water, her water-loving boyfriend, and the interesting uses they find for all those ropes on his great big boat. It's part of the very, very HOT fiction section at For the Girls, so if you're in the mood to get all hot and bothered, go take a look.

Happy Reading!

Lots of Surprises Coming Up!

My writing career has taken many twists and turns over the last several years, and now it's taking another! I'm so excited about the new developments, and I can't wait to share them with you.

To stay up-to-date on the latest news, and to get an inside peek at what's coming next, join my mailing list. And if you want the latest promotional goodies and announcements delivered straight to your snail mail box, send me your mailing address along with your email.

Big Surprises are just around the corner!

"One Breath at a Time" is a Recommended Read!

Lindy of TwoLips Reviews took the time to read my latest novel, One Breath at a Time, and she loved it! It's a Recommended Read with a five-kiss review. Here's a snippet of what she had to say:

Right from the start, Tom has the toe-curling intensity that I adore in an alpha hero. I absolutely adore a loving dominant, and Tom’s character is among the very best I’ve ever read. He’s masterful but very caring and sweet.

Kelley knows almost immediately that this thing between them is right and she feels safe and cherished enough to give herself entirely to him, body and soul. It’s a complete trust that surprises her in its rightness. They quickly find a sexual compatibility and comfort zone that usually comes only with a longer relationship, and they work together to discover her sexual limits as a submissive. Can Tom help heal her shredded self-esteem, and find a way to restore her ability to fully give herself again?

One Breath at a Time by Gwen Masters has delicious intensity and passion, very likeable characters, breathtaking intimacy, and some of the hottest sex I've ever read. I devoured this book and didn’t want it to end. Without a doubt, this is one for the keeper shelf. I loved it.

Visit TwoLips Reviews to get the rest. Thank you, Lindy!

One Breath at a Time will be on shelves everywhere in March, but you can preorder your copy right now by clicking here.

That Naughty Green-Eyed Monster...

Ah, what a jealous little woman she is, there on the cover of that book. And a redhead, just like me! Fitting, I suppose, because one of my latest stories is now in that pretty little book, J is for Jealousy.

How does a woman handle a rock-star boyfriend's nutcase fans? Listen in as one who has been there tells her friend just how it's done...

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"I watched Adam work the crowd in the way only he could, signing autographs and making everyone feel welcome and special. He paid a bit too much attention to that little blonde slut who had been lusting after him in the front row -- she was right there beside him, moving closer and closer as she talked on and on about how wonderful he was. Of course he always had a thing for blondes and I knew that, he didn’t try to hide it and how could he? Never mind that I’m not a blonde. I teased him about it until he shot back and asked me to dye my hair.

Sorry...you’re right. Stick to the story. Good grief, you act like you’re horny or something!

This one couldn’t have been more than twenty, probably younger, with bleached hair and enormous breasts that couldn’t possibly be real. I quirked an eyebrow at Adam, and he grinned back. He had dealt with her kind a million times before.

Adam was looking at her, his full attention on whatever she was saying. He was just being a nice guy like he is, you know. But she was moving closer. Her breasts brushed his chest. Before anybody realized what was coming, she rose on tiptoe and slid her tongue into his mouth.

Oh, yes she did! Can you believe the audacity of that bitch?

What did I want to do, you ask? I wanted to kick her ass! But security was pulling her away and Adam was blushing like mad, and I didn’t want to make a scene among those fans who were already so curious about me as it was. I had to make myself scarce before I gave into temptation and throttled the bitch.

Adam caught up with me halfway to the bus. “Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t kiss her back. Where are you going?”

“I’m so tired of this shit!” I hollered as I yanked my arm away from him. Oh, hell. I wasn’t mad at him. Not really. I just needed somebody to take my anger out on, and he was convenient.

“I’m yours,” Adam said, as if that solved the entire problem.

“I just wish they knew it,” I said. I admit it -- I was playing the victim card. We had been over and over this whole conversation a million times.

So then Adam said, “Let’s show them.”

That stopped whatever I was going to say next. He had to be kidding, and I was not amused. I asked him what in the world he was thinking, what in the world he was talking about, did he really think that I would buy a suggestion like that as being the real deal?

Adam shut me up with a kiss. A good, deep and rowdy kiss, the kind that made my knees weak. He whispered against my lips. “I’m dead serious. Try me and see.”

I couldn’t believe this. He was actually suggesting it! There must have been fifty people there in the parking lot, watching us.

Waiting.

Adam’s cock was already pressing hard against me through his jeans. I heard someone laugh, then a murmur rose from the crowd as he bent his head and kissed me again, this time with even more passion than before. My resistance began to melt away.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the slut that had kissed him. She glared at me. Yes, she did. That fucking bitch. Just thinking about her now, all this time later? It still pisses me off.

That glare? That did it. He was mine, damn them all, and anyone who didn’t believe that could just watch this!

I slid my hands down his back and he tensed up, then laughed a little into my mouth as his tongue danced across mine. Did he think I would go through with it? Probably not, but the realization dawned on him soon enough. Every part of my body was primed and ready and as with all longtime lovers, he knew it instinctively.

I pinned my eyes on that bleached whore on the edge of the crowd.

“He’s mine,” I said. I was loud enough that everybody could hear. “Wanna see?”

One person laughed, and another yelled encouragement. A few people left but most stayed, jockeying for a better position. Adam laughed as he grabbed my shirt with both hands and lifted it over my head, leaving me no room to change my mind. The cool breeze fluttered over my tight nipples and made me shiver. Or maybe it wasn’t the breeze. Maybe it was the fact that we were being watched?

Let’s see how the tabloids wrote about this one!"

Enjoy the rest of the story and other tales of that naughty green-eyed monster gone awry: Get the book here.

Surviving Mr. Right

I spent a lot of time in the Dating Game, and all of those ups and downs were chronicled in my Learning Curve Column at For the Girls. But one day the dating game ends, and then the real games begin!

Surviving Mr. Right is my new column at For the Girls. This month I'm talking about taking that leap from being a single person to a not-so-single person, adjusting to the little quirks, and realizing your world isn't just about you anymore. Here's a preview:

I stared at him in disbelief. A grown man left cereal in bowls around the house? Why hadn’t I ever seen this at his house when I spent a few days? It was one of those things I would have to live with, because even though he swore he would never do it again, a few days later I discovered a bowl of something – what, I’m still not sure – on the bedside table...

To read "Cornflakes in the Office (and other Adjustments)" click here.

A Fantastic Review for "One Breath at a Time"

Amanda Haffery of Romance Junkies recently took the time to read One Breath at a Time, and she loved it! The book got the highest possible score and a Blue Ribbon Review! Here's a bit of what she had to say:

Tom and Kelley are exquisite. Both are dominant or submissive as the need calls, as it does numerous times throughout the story. When fate draws these two together, sparks fly and it's like watching a fireworks show. From beginning to end, I was in emotional turmoil. My heart was breaking for both of these characters at one moment, rooting for them the next and hot and bothered all the time! Ms. Masters is an erotic guru and readers of this genre should definitely be on the lookout for any books she has coming. Gwen Masters is right up there with Kate Douglas, Angela Knight and S.L. Carpenter!

Needless to say, this left me speechless. Thank you, Amanda!

To read the rest of the review, click here. (The review will also be live on Romance Junkies with their next update.)

And if you want to get a copy for yourself, click here!

Naughty, Naughty

My latest story for Ruthie's Club, "The Renaissance of Lisa Galley," is now ready to read! When Lisa finds a note warning her to stay away from somebody's husband, she goes on a mission to find out which husband she's supposed to avoid -- and finds a conscience in the process. Or does she?

Here's a tease:

Written in red marker on a stark white background, the note was short, clear, and to the point:

Stay away from my husband.

Lisa stared at this note while she sipped on her martini. The waiter discreetly brought another during the time she contemplated the little piece of paper, the one she had found stuck underneath the windshield wiper of her car. It was anonymous and safe, and those things also made it disturbing.

When the waiter brought her food, she showed it to him. He smiled, shifted his weight from one foot to another, uncertain whether to laugh or look appropriately sad.

“This,” she said, rattling the paper, “should be the picture next to passive-aggressive in the dictionary, don’t you think?”

The waiter nodded, solemn. She balled up the paper and flipped it to him.

“Trash that, if you don’t mind.”

She watched her cell phone while she ate, waiting for it to ring. Paranoid, she knew. She briefly flirted with the idea that someone had chosen the wrong car on which to leave that note, but she was too smart for that. Any woman with a cheating husband would check out her facts like a detective trying to solve a career-making case. Wifey had pinned the right car.

But which wife was it?

That night she lay in bed while Rich, the only man she had never slept with, sat in his chair in front of her, strumming his guitar and listening to her rant.

“How can I do what she wants me to do if I don’t know who she is?” Lisa asked. “I would gladly stop sleeping with her husband if she had the balls to say it to my face. But I’m not going to stop sleeping with all three of them!”

Rich rolled his eyes. “Sweetie, you wouldn’t stop anyway. You would invite her to watch.”

Lisa smiled as she remembered one jilted wife who had taken her up on the spur-of-the-moment offer, the way the woman had perched on the chair with her long cigarette, perfectly controlled, knowing her presence was the one torture her husband never dreamed she would have devised.

“Fuck her properly,” the wife had said to her cheating husband. “Or I’ll leave you.”

So far as Lisa knew, the husband and wife were still together. Lisa had broken off the affair after that night, and it wasn’t only because the wife had asked her to do it. The illicit thrill was gone, and she was all about the thrill. She could get her kicks elsewhere.

“Anyway,” Rich said, “You’ve got no heart, Lisa. You won’t stop fucking married men until the day they put you under. Even then, it will probably be thanks to a gunshot from somebody’s wife.”

Lisa stared at the ceiling fan. “I’ve got a heart.”

Rich played his guitar and didn’t answer.

“Wanna fuck?”

Rich snorted with laughter. “Have you grown a dick?”

“Working on it.”

Rich rose from the chair, guitar in hand, and leaned down to kiss Lisa on the forehead. “I’ll say this,” he murmured against her skin. “You might not have a dick, but you’ve got balls, baby. Big ones.”

To find out what Lisa does about that note, visit Ruthie's Club to read the story.