Wednesday, 19 March 2014


Today I'd like to welcome S.E. Babin, author of  
OUT of PRACTICE Aphrodite
a paranormal light mystery and Book 1 of  The Naughty Goddess Chronicles.


S.E. will be awarding a chocolate/coffee/wine-themed gift basket (US only) to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.


So we could get to know S.E a bit better, I asked her for a list of ten things we (the fans) didn't know about her.
Hit it S.E.! 

10 Things you don’t know about author S.E. Babin.

1.   I’m allergic to tomatoes.

2.   I adore the scent of roses, even going so far to wear the scent as perfume. My friends make fun of me about smelling like a grandma, but I don’t care.

3.  I get super nervous in crowds and chatter incessantly about things I can’t remember later.

4.  I saw my husband across the room and decided that, yes, even though I didn't even know his name, this was the guy for me. I practically cave-manned him and dragged him back to my lair.

5.   I won a huge trophy in junior high for reading the most books. You can imagine how popular I was back then.

6.   I have a very dry sense of humor, so I normally don’t joke around with people I don’t know that well.

7.   Dennis Quaid once gave me a smooch.

8.   I once beat up a boy because he was making fun of me. Turned out he had a crush on me. Punching him was a good way to cure it.

9.   I didn't know how to cook until my husband taught me, but I can bake like a fairy tale character.

10. I run a large book club in my local area.

Number 4 is my 
Thanks for sharing S.E., now lets check out 
OUT of PRACTICE Aphrodite.

OUT of PRACTICE Aphrodite
by S.E. Babin

Abby’s major screw-up brings the wrath of Zeus upon her head. He offers her a choice – work for him or spend the rest of her days hanging out in Hades with her ex-husband. For Abby, this choice is a no-brainer, especially when Zeus says the only thing he wants her to do is make a love match. 

She’s the Goddess of Love. What could go wrong? 


Abby stumbles into an ex-lover, a dead demi-god and the realization that a crucial relic has been stolen right out from underneath Zeus’ nose. Eris, the Goddess of Chaos and Discord, is behind the theft and murder and the faltering powers Abby is trying to keep secret. With Zeus breathing down her neck, she’ll need to keep her wits about her as she races against the clock and Zeus’ imposed two-week time period. 

Of course, this is easier said than done. Not only is she struggling with a budding attraction to a sexy lawman and feelings for long-time friend, Hermes, she’s also trying to keep everyone out of the path of a vengeful goddess while saving the Earth and Olympus from the reign of a tyrant. What’s a goddess to do when the fate of the world rests upon her fashionable shoulders?  


“Ma’am, mind telling me why your little gang is here?” Although I loved his baritone, I took offense at his tone and felt myself bristle.

“We’re here to see a friend,” I said, my tone icy.

His face gave nothing away, but his cold eyes told me he knew there was much more I wasn’t telling him.

“We received a phone call about ten minutes ago about a disturbance in this area.”

Impossible, I thought. There’s no one around to see anything. “Who called you?”

“None of your business, ma’am.” He tipped his hat at me and turned to Artie.

“Hi, Officer,” Artie chirped a little too brightly, especially since there was a dead guy lying less than fifty feet from us.

He said nothing but whipped out a notebook from his pocket. He flipped it open to a clean page, extracted a pen from his uniform pocket, and barked, “Name.”

“Jane Smith,” Artie said.

At his tilted brow and look of disbelief, I groaned inwardly. This couldn’t go worse if we had planned it.

“Nice name,” he said, condescension dripping from his voice.

Artie, clueless to his sarcasm, grinned widely at him. “It’s a family name.”

“I’m sure it is.” He then turned to Ares.

“And you are?”

Ares offered him a superior smile and said, “John Smith.”

I choked on a hysterical giggle. We were about to get cuffed and thrown in the pokey if we weren’t careful. The officer let out a deep sigh and closed his notebook.

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       OUT of PRACTICE Aphrodite

Author Bio

Sheryl has had a book in her hands pretty much from the time she could hold things with her hands. Her love of reading turned into a curious exploration to see whether or not she could write her own. Beginning with random, terrible poetry and a slightly popular reimagining of Beowulf’s Grendel in her high school English class, Sheryl ended up spending way too much time in the library, killing any chance of her becoming a cheerleader or anything even remotely cool.

Sheryl has a fondness for humorous, lighthearted stories but also secretly covets bad-ass leather wearing chicks who curse too much. It helps if they’re funny, too. She writes a little bit of everything but is currently focusing on light paranormal mysteries. Visit her at

Where can you find S.E. Babin?

Twitter - @hungrybiblio

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Thanks for coming today S.E. and the best of luck with OUT OF PRACTICE Aphrodite.



  1. Good morning! Thanks for hosting me today :)

  2. Interesting facts

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  3. Hahah! I love the moment about your hubby! I had the same moment with mine...only little did I know he was having the moment with my best friend! A decade later we still joke about how he asked out "the wrong Andra" first (yes we had the same name!)

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  4. I didn't know people could be allergic to tomatoes. Cool facts, thanks for sharing!


  5. Thanks for sharing with us this is a must read for me