Check out the great review on author Anais Morgan‘s blog. Thank you, Anais!
Check out the great review on author Anais Morgan‘s blog. Thank you, Anais!
I’m pleased to welcome fellow Evernight author on the day of release of her latest book “Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now”. Congratulations, and tell us about your book!
When they finally find love, can it survive the scrutiny?
Vincent’s days at work are spent admiring a hot hunk of man flesh named Jason. Unfortunately, Jason is straight—or so Vincent believes. When Jason asks Vincent out to a sporting event, he confesses he’s interested, and Vince has no problem exploring these feelings with Jason. After a night of passion, they decide they’ve held back their true feelings for too long and want to try a committed relationship.
Just as things start to work for them, their boss finds out that they’re gay. He turns them in for on-the-clock PDA and tells their co-workers. Can Vincent and Jason’s relationship hold up against that kind of hatred?
A knock came on the door. I walked over and unlocked the deadbolt. Jason smiled as I opened it. He stepped on the threshold, his brows furrowing the way they always had at work. Something was bothering him.
“We good?” I asked.
He hesitated before answering. “Yeah. Can I talk to you about something?”
“Sure.” I stepped aside to allow him to come in farther. After closing the door, I asked, “What’s up?”
He waited a few seconds, concern warping his gaze. I began to worry.
Jason said, “Look, Vincent, I know you’re gay.”
My teeth chattered while my stomach dropped between my knees. How did he find out? I’d been so careful, always watching my back. My hands shook, my knees wanted to knock so I leaned on one foot, trying to play it cool. “How did … you … umm. Well you see—”
Jason held up his hands in defense. Smiling, he said, “Look, I’m not mad. Actually, I think you’re cute.” He paused. “I’ve always thought something was wrong with me. I love sex, but mostly anal. Women turn me on, but not the way men seem to. Maybe I’m bi? I don’t know. But I want to find out.”
And did I ever want to pull him to my side. I smiled at him, my hands quivering and whispered, “I’ll help you.”
Jason took a step closer. He wrapped his fingers in my hair and pulled me in for a kiss. At first he puckered, unsure of what to do. I led him, kissing his bottom lip gently. He molded his lips to mine, following my lead.
“Want me to help you figure that out?” I opened his mouth with my own, sliding my tongue in. He massaged mine back, licking and playing with it. My body, and my cock, reacted to his touch. I wanted to break away and hug him, maybe jump for joy. But no, I couldn’t. I didn’t want the kiss to end.
Jason let out a small moan and I wanted him even more. Fuck the game, we could do this all night. I slid my hand up to the back of his neck. His hair stood on end. What did this mean? Could he be turned on, too? Or was he mortified?
Jason pulled back, gazing into my eyes. His were wide. He hated it, I could tell. He didn’t want it.
“That was … weird,” he said.
He smirked. “I didn’t say I didn’t like it.”
My cock twitched with his words. Wow. “That did just happen, didn’t it?”
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Rock stars and the striking, captivating, and just plain irresistible darkness that surrounds each of them… check out the post on author DC Stone’s blog!
Congratulations to fellow Evernight author Raven McAllan whose new book “Nash’s Niche” is released today!
Raven: Thank you so much for inviting me here Lea. I’m mega excited about this book.
Nash’s Niche is book four in a series I’m writing with Lee Brazil. Lucky me. We dreamed this up over a Facebook chatting, gin and tequila sipping evening. The following day, we still both liked the idea and so the Brigstock family was born. Their stores are in the series Behind Closed Doors.
The great thing about this series is that although each book is stand alone, and very different, we do get ‘visit’s by the other characters, so you get a chance to see the family dynamics. Like every family, there’s feuds, and friends and worries and happiness. I hope that if you read this, or indeed any of the stories, you’ll become attached to them.
Nash is someone who doesn’t do as the family dictates, he has his own ideas and he’s doing his own thing. Frequently it’s got him into hot water, and it looks like he’s at it again. When he was a child he’d ask the family for help. This time it’s not that simple. In between helping his brother try to find who is an enemy of the family and the crown, he had more pressing worries. This time there’s a lot at stake. His and Felicity’s happiness.
Can they keep it, or is life going to throw a curve ball and knock them down?
A chance meeting at a masked ball leads to explosive and unforgettable sex for both Nash and Felicity.
Reunited under dangerous circumstances, they realize they may have to fight for their love, especially when Felicity is promised to Nash’s brother.
With the future of the country at stake and unsure who to trust, can there be a future for the star stuck lovers?
A WEE TEASE:
Felice—he thought of her by that name—let herself be ushered toward the house. Once inside Nash turned toward the hallway, where a lamp burned low, awaiting his return.
“Would you like to leave your cloak?” She shook her head.
“Your mask? Your dress?”
She laughed. “No, no and no, not here.”
He slung his cloak over a chair. “Then after you, it’s to the right at the top of the stairs.” He lifted the lamp to show them the way.
Madame Felice nodded and gathered the hem of her cloak and dress up, which gave him a perfect view of pair of trim and shapely ankles.
“If you raise your skirts further, perhaps I could see your arse as well as your feet?” he said in a deep voice. “It would appeal to my baser instincts.”
She took the first three steps and turned to look over her shoulder. “I wouldn’t have though you were so jaded as to need titillating, My Lord.”
“Minx.” He couldn’t help but admire her retort. “I don’t need stimulating, but your arse does need tanning. I will take great pleasure in watching it turn the color of your lips.”
Her lips parted and a soft sigh escaped. Her face suffused with color. “What?” She turned away and continued up the staircase. Nash noticed a little more of her legs were now visible, and then a quick flash of a garter. His lady was teasing. They would see just who teased whom before long. He took the stairs two at a time to catch her up, and then opened the bedroom door, to usher Madame Felice inside.
“We won’t be disturbed until I ring,” he said as he put the lamp down and lit another one. He wanted to see his lady in all her nakedness. “Now strip.”
Would his crude and blunt demand appeal or repulse her?
She smiled and undid her cloak. “You will need to play ladies maid, my lord. I didn’t expect to undress without one.”
That was something Nash could do. His cock protested that it was ignored and hardened to such a degree that he wanted to take it to hand and give himself some relief there. Instead, Nash stroked his lady’s neck and rejoiced in her tiny erotic quiver as he began to undo a row of diminutive buttons, which stretched from the nape of her neck to the enticing cleft in her arse. The dress undone and in a swirl of silk at her feet, Nash began on the ties of her petticoat, pleased her body was such that she didn’t need a corset. When he reached her chemise, Madame Felice shivered.
“I can finish. I feel distinctly underdressed here.”
“The mask,” he reminded her.
Her hand went to her face. “The mask stays,” she said firmly. Nash decided it wasn’t worth arguing over. He’d undo it later. Once she was in the throes of passion, she wouldn’t realize what he was doing.
He bowed, and pressed a series of nipping kisses to the nape of her neck. She shuddered and moaned.
“My Lord … ah … that sends such feelings through me.”
“Good. Take off your chemise and get into bed whilst I disrobe. Then I’ll show you what other feelings I can give you.” He’d never shrugged out of evening wear so fast, and even used a jack for his boots. By the time Felice had slipped her chemise off, and he’d had a brief glimpse of rounded thighs and a perfect globe of her arse, he was naked alongside her. “Wait,” he said hoarsely. “I need to taste.” Before she had a chance to ask what he meant, Nash held both her hands in one of his, bent his head and suckled each nipple in turn. Her keening cry was enough to make his juices gather at the tip of his engorged cock.
He lifted his head with reluctance. “On the bed, lie on your back and spread your legs for me. If you don’t want this, now is the time to say so.” He waited, his body tight with anxiety less she did say ‘no more’. She didn’t.
Raven lives in Scotland, along with her husband and their two cats—their children having flown the nest—surrounded by beautiful scenery, which inspires a lot of the settings in her books.
She is used to sharing her life with the occasional deer, red squirrel, and lost tourist, to say nothing of the scourge of Scotland—the midge.
A lover of reading, she appreciates the history inside a book, and the chance to peek into the lives of those from years ago. Raven admits that she enjoys the research for her books almost as much as the writing; so much so, that sometimes she realizes she’s strayed way past the information she needs to know, and not a paragraph has been added to her WIP.
Her lovely long-suffering husband is learning to love the dust bunnies, work the Aga, and be on stand-by with a glass of wine.
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I’m super happy to welcome Author Jessica Jayne back to my blog on the day of her new release. Congratulations, Jessica!
Board Approved – Taking Advantage, Book 2 by Jessica Jayne
A big shout out to Lea Bronsen for giving me the opportunity to visit her site to share my latest Evernight Publishing release, Board Approved, book 2 in the Taking Advantage series. This story presents an interesting twist for me as it’s a May-December romance and it’s the first time I’ve attempted to tackle such an age gap. Greg is fifteen years older than Tessa. His first marriage failed miserably and he decided to focus his life on his work as an attorney instead of opening himself up again in a relationship. But Tessa seems to melt the wall around his heart pretty quickly.
Personally, I’ve never really been overly attracted to older men, particularly ones that would appear to be in a whole different generation. (My husband is four years younger than me and I always tease him that when he reaches 40, I’m cashing him in for a younger version.)
Several months ago, I got to work closely on some projects with a guy that was quite a bit older than me. Oddly for me, I found him quite attractive. He was good-looking, but he had so much depth and worldly experience. Listening to him talk about life and travel and work and family had me mesmerized from time to time. I found myself thinking…Wow, now I get it! (Of course, I don’t ever act on those thoughts, but they certainly lead to great character development for my writing career!)
Yes, the young guys have the hard bodies and stamina on their sides. And by no means am I suggesting that we stop ogling them! 😉 But there is something to be said for experience… of all kinds. 😉 Hence, my first dive into the May-December theme with Board Approved. I hope you all find Greg to be a hot December-hero!
After his divorce, Greg Snow dedicated his life to his work as a corporate attorney in a large law firm and as a member of the board of directors of Advantage Insurance Company. He liked it that way… at least that’s what he thought until Tessa Mills entered his life.
Growing up with an alcoholic mother and never knowing her father, Tessa Mills has not had an easy life. And her relationship decisions have been less than stellar. But she’s finally making a life for herself and running her own business – a yoga studio. It’s her saving grace and that’s all she needs… until Greg Snow turns her world upside down.
Tessa and Greg have a strong attraction, but is it enough to overcome all their differences?
Excerpt: “I don’t want to seem like I am ungrateful for what I have. I’ve worked hard for it. Very hard. And…” Before she knew what was happening, Greg’s hand palmed the back of her head and pulled her into a kiss that sent her head spinning. His lips were firm yet soft to the touch and he moved them expertly over her own. His goatee tickled her skin in a lascivious way that made her wonder what it would feel like at other spots on her body. His tongue flicked out over her lips and Tessa was unable to stifle the moan that rose up her chest. He took that as the opportunity to move further and pushed his tongue between her lips. Oh sweet Jesus, he tasted fantastic! He tasted like caramel coffee. She could get lost in his taste… in his kiss. His experience was evident as he licked into her mouth, exploring every crevice. His hand flexed at the back of her head before sliding down to the nape of her neck and caressing her there. She’d never been kissed so thoroughly, so sensuously. Her panties dampened as he took the kiss deeper and her hands gripped his shirt tightly as if it were the only way for her to keep from melting into the seat.
Beep! Beep! Startled back to reality by the cars honking behind them, Tessa pushed back from the kiss. She had been so wrapped up in her verbal dribble that she hadn’t even recognized that they had been stopped at the light just before the bridge. And then his kiss threw her into a tailspin. She’d completely lost track of where she was. She came to find out she was making out at a traffic light with a man she barely knew, and she was struggling to catch her breath after the make out session.
“You’d better go,” she whispered. She could feel the blush once again spread over her face. He looked at her closely, studying her. Another horn honked and his hand fell from the back of her neck and rested on her knee. He gave her a little squeeze and she watched as his lips quirked up into a gorgeous smile.
“I’ve been wanting to do that since the moment I laid eyes on you,” he said, roughly. “And truth be told, I can’t wait to do it again.” Tessa inhaled sharply at his words and the desire behind them. He glanced over at her and smiled. His grey eyes were darker than they had been earlier, and she wondered if this was the look she’d read countless times about in all the romance novels she adored. “Where to, Tessa?” he asked. His question brought her back to the present.
I am a born and raised small town Ohio girl, who moved to the Sunshine State after graduating from college. I graduated with a bachelor’s degree in English because I could not imagine doing anything else but reading and writing. It is such a pleasure to be able to share all the stories in my head!
In the journey of life, I also became a wife and a mother of three children. So, life is always an adventure. But the love of writing has never died.
My favorites: I love to read and write… obviously! But I also enjoy all sports, especially college football and the Ohio State Buckeyes! Go Steelers! Go Rays! I LOVE to travel… LOVE, LOVE, LOVE to travel. And I love sharing my love to travel with my children. I love to drink Teavana teas! I love a good glass of wine, especially if it comes from a bottle made by the FOOLS wine club… yep, I’m a member of that! J I love hanging out with my family and my friends! Big fan of music, but love nothing better than putting on my jean shorts, tank top, cowboy boots and hat and watching Tim McGraw belt it out! I’m a sucker for a cowboy hat! J
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Looks Can Be Deceiving.
Sometimes when you look at someone’s life, you make all these assumptions about what they are like and who they are as a person. Sometimes those initial ideas are not the whole truth.
Jorie wants to be her own person, to feel normal just like others. The only thing is she fights against who she is inside to the point she makes a mistake and has a one night stand with Malachi, Alpha in waiting.
Meeting Louisa, she realises what she wants or rather who she wants. How does she show this to Louisa, who has only seen her on the outside? Will Louisa feel deceived?
I’ll leave you with the blurb and a quick taste!
MATED FOREVER BY MICHAELA RHUA:
The full moon is always a time for danger and mating. This month it brings the scent of Louisa’s mate. Jorie is on the run and in grave danger. Being rescued by Louisa brings safety and a new temptation. As the girls act on their feelings, and passion overtakes them, they are unaware of the danger surrounding them both. When Jorie is kidnapped, it’s a race against time. Will Louisa be able to save her mate, or will the past and all its secrets destroy them before they even have a chance at forever?
“I am so sorry to draw you into all this Lou, I … I didn’t mean for it to get this far.” Jorie put down the hot mug on the table next to the sofa.
“It’s okay. I asked you to stay, you didn’t force this on me, so chill,” Lou said. “Anyway, I’m going to take a shower.”
Lou got up from the sofa and disappeared into the bedroom.
Damn it! Jorie kicked herself mentally. Why did I not just do what I wanted to, just touch her. She knew exactly how she felt about Lou. She wanted her as a lover and mate. Things were so complicated now. Sleeping with Malachi had been a colossal error. Every time she looked into Lou’s beautiful brown eyes something melted inside.
The noise of the shower interrupted her thoughts. Jorie fisted her hands and gritted her teeth. Then, with decisive steps, she walked through the bedroom to the bathroom. The door was ajar, almost inviting her in. Once inside, the hot steam fogged her vision. Her eyes adjusted quickly, and she made out water cascading over golden brown skin. Rivulets journeyed their way down the perfect body, which was all curves. Jorie wanted to stroke Lou’s round ass, and kiss it all over. She stretched out her hands. Her skin tightened, and heat radiated throughout her body. She knew exactly what was happening. Her wolf begged to be let out to play with her mate.
Breathing deeply, Jorie stepped forward. The steam cleared at little more and Lou turned around. Jorie stared at Lou’s round breasts topped off with dark chocolate nipples, and licked her lips. Lou glanced up. Her eyes deepened then a ring of copper formed around her pupils. Lou continued to soap her body. Jorie watched Lou’s hand circle down to her bare pussy with the sponge. Her own pussy ached with need. Lou dropped the sponge and leaned her body into the water, washing the suds off her skin. Jorie wanted to touch her so badly.
Lou turned off the water, and stepped out of the shower. Jorie took a deep breath, trying to get her wolf under control. She wanted Lou in human form, to delight in her body. In her wolf form it would be fucking. Her animal instincts would take over like it had with Malachi. There had been little tenderness. When he’d realized she was willing, it became all about taking her quickly. The act had been painful and cold. Where she’d wanted to take it slow, this would be about making love. She wanted to experience love, an all-consuming love. Tender and soft, not hard and fast.
“You’re so beautiful, Lou. I want you so much. I’ve never felt this way before,” Jorie whispered.
“I want you, too, Jorie. Only if you’re sure?” Lou gave her a tentative smile.
“Yes, so sure, like never before,” Jorie said.
Jorie unbuttoned her shirt. Lou came closer still, helping Jorie to release her arms. Warm hands massaged her breasts. Jorie untwisted Lou’s hair and let those dark curls loose. They were silky smooth, and Jorie massaged Lou’s head then cupped her face.
Their lips met. Heat surged through Jorie, the air hot and heavy. Lou pushed her toward the bedroom. Jorie delved deeply into Lou’s mouth with her tongue, tasting and licking. Her beast growled with delight. This was good, this was right.
“You taste so good, Lou,” she said.
Lou pushed her onto the bed then stood over her. A flicker of hesitation registered in her eyes. Jorie undid her jeans, ridding herself of any clothing to reassure Lou this was what she wanted. Words were irrelevant. Lou seemed like watching her strip because intensity deepened her gaze. Once bare, Jorie sat up and held out her hand. Nothing happened. Lou looked at the offered hand. Afraid Lou would back away, Jorie slowly opened her legs. She wasn’t fully bare as Lou, but she hoped Lou would understand.
“I can’t wait, Jorie, I have to taste you.” Lou licked her lips.
She watched Lou lower her head and inhale the scent of her arousal. Lou growled then pounced on her.
“Get ready, honey.” Lou winked.
Michaela Rhua always dreamed of writing but this never happened until she met the lovely group of ladies known as UCW. Their passion for writing and encouragement inspired her to see if she could do it too. Now she loves writing!
She has teenage children and a husband, who also keep her busy. However, it is whilst travelling into work that she has time to create her characters and imagine other places in which they exist as her world skims by the window. Conversations overheard often lead to the birth of new ideas that she scribbles down in her trusty notebook.
Michaela is a multi-published author with Breathless Press, Evernight Publishing and a self-published anthology with authors from The Nuthouse Scribblers.
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I’m here to tell you all about my newest release Man-Droid the Orgasmatron. Imagine a future where sex-androids are a common commodity and they look so real, that no one can tell them apart from the real thing, so to speak. And then imagine that one of those Man-Droids has always wanted to feel more human, so his inventor has given him an experimental emotion chip.
Such is the premise of my story Man-Droid the Orgasmatron. Do you know how much fun you can have when writing such a story? Quite apart from the obvious endless orgasms (Man-Droids are matched to fit their human counterparts perfectly for maximum enjoyment), the emotions at play were fun to write too. I may have tortured Elliot a little with that cursed appendage that he suddenly cannot control.
There is an awful lot of humour in this story, as well as scorching hot sex, and a tender love story, because at the end of the day, it’s all about the romance.
Can there be a future in a relationship between a human and a machine? You’ll have to read the story to find out.
[Siren Classic: Erotic Futuristic Sci-Fi Romance, light bondage, spanking, HEA]
The plan had been simple. Sign up for the sex android trial, so that she had a doting boyfriend to present at the dreaded school reunion.
It was just her luck that Bethany Devlin had to get the one man-droid with an emotion chip. Unable to resist Elliot’s charms, she finds in him the only partner she can truly submit to. If only he was real and not just an illusion.
Elliot Parsons has a hard time coming to terms with the fact that he has emotions. Orgasmatrons are programmed to fulfill their partner’s every sexual fantasy, but Beth proves to be so much more than just another program to run through. He needs her submission like the very air he pretends to breathe, and he will do anything to keep her safe.
Deciding what is love and what is lust proves nigh on impossible when the government interferes. Time is running out…
Elliot seemed in a deep sleep, and she took the moment to truly study him. He truly was male perfection, every taut muscle relaxed in his sleep. If only he wasn’t a machine. Beth shook herself. Where had that thought come from? She wasn’t looking for a relationship, was she? Men took over and left their dirty clothes on the floor, not that Elliot had done so. She smiled at the sight of his neatly folded trousers on the chair by her makeup desk. His shoes stood underneath the chair, his now-dry shirt draped over the top. No, her Man-Droid would not make a nuisance of himself. He was programmed to please, and boy, did he do that. She just had to remember that this wasn’t real, and it couldn’t last. He might have an emotion chip, but that did not make him human. Reading more into this arrangement than it was would be a one-way ticket to heartbreak city.
Elliot was so utterly still, unease traced a line of gooseflesh up her spine. Was he even breathing? She leant close to hold her hand just over his mouth and nose, waiting for the breath that never came. Of course it didn’t. He was probably recharging or some such, and he didn’t feel the need to keep up the pretense of breathing.
Even with that further confirmation of his not-human state, her hormones weren’t listening. She traced his perfect jawline with her index finger, over the prominent Adam’s apple, and then followed the fine swirls of his chest hair. His skin was reassuringly warm under her fingertips, his heartbeat a steady thrum when she bent her head to listen to his chest. From this angle she had a perfect view of his fully erect cock. Thick and long, it reached almost up to his navel, and her throat went dry. She hadn’t managed to get a good look at this part of his anatomy last night, and just like the rest of him it was perfection. She smirked, recalling his statement that he had no control over his dick around her. Beth hadn’t entirely believed that claim, but with the rock-hard evidence in front of her eyes, maybe he had been telling the truth, and besides, he wasn’t supposed to be able to tell untruths. Then again he wasn’t supposed to have emotions, either, so who knew what to believe anymore.
All she did know was that her fingers itched to touch the thick head. Velvet-covered steel met her tentative exploration, and she glanced up to see his reaction. He still seemed fast asleep, so she took his shaft in hand. His heat branded her, and she swallowed hard at the weight and thickness of him. A drop of pre-cum gathered on the tip of his cock, and she closed her eyes and licked the liquid off his slit. Her taste buds exploded with the rich flavor of chocolate and coffee, mixed in with a hint of strawberry, and she released him with a frown.
She sensed rather than saw Elliot stir, and his cock grew bigger and thicker under her fingers. The delicious scent of all her favorite flavors intensified until she couldn’t resist temptation any longer, and took him deep into her mouth. His growl in response trembled through every fiber of her being and settled low in her abdomen. Her pussy clenched and she steadied herself on his thighs, when Elliot lifted her effortlessly until she straddled his chest. He blew against her wet slit, and Beth moaned around his aroused flesh in her mouth, causing his hands to tighten on her thighs.
Tiny spurts of his delicious cum hit the back of her throat, and she swallowed them eagerly. Beth cupped his heavy balls and squeezed, and he retaliated by licking a path of awareness along her slit and up to her anus. He licked around the rim and then tunneled his tongue inside the puckered hole, whilst thrusting his long digits in and out of her pussy.
Beth didn’t know who groaned loudest as she stepped up the suckling off his dick, as though it was the sweetest lollipop, and he in turn lapped up the juices he spread with his fingers. She lost her rhythm completely when he pushed his thumb through the tight ring of muscle and massaged the walls of her vagina with his other hand. With that unerring precision he had shown the night before, he found and massaged her sweet spot until spots danced in front of her vision.
His lips lifted, fucking her mouth with his cock in tune with the fingers up both her holes, and utterly filled and taken over by him, the triple stimulation proved too much for Beth. She screamed her release around his dick as the waves of her climax sucked her under, until she could only feel and hang on for dear life. When her body finally stopped shaking, she lay sprawled along his body, his cock inches away from her lips, and she moaned her denial.
When she tried to take him back in her mouth, his sharp, “No,” stopped her dead.
“I want inside your sweet pussy this time, Beth. Scoot.” He grumbled the words and he shifted her downward until he had her aligned just right. With a tug to her hair, he pulled her upward, and like a heat-seeking missile, his amazing cock found its target.
Beth almost came again, so intense was the feeling of being impaled on his thick member. It twitched and grew inside her until it hit every sensitive nerve ending.
“Ride me, cowgirl.”
Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.
There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.
She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
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I’m very pleased to present fellow Evernight authors Nikka Michaels and Eileen Griffin’s collaboration novel “Chasing Matt”.
Chase Williams is a gorgeous but painfully shy web designer whose long term boyfriend dumped him for being such a “nice” guy. Instead of meeting his buddies at the local bar for a drink he helps his elderly neighbor with a DIY project. When a wobbly step ladder leads to a banged up wrist and a trip to the ER Chase is convinced it’s the worst night ever. Then he meets his handsome nurse.
Matt Owens is the boy next door who loves working in the busy ER. He’s more than ready to clock out from his double shift until he meets his patient in Bed 4. Matt’s bedside manner is charming enough to make Chase consider throwing caution to the wind and going after what he wants for a change. But will Matt’s attraction to Chase be enough to make him to break his rule about never dating patients?
Nurse Matt Owens paused and held my eyes for a minute before leaning over to type some notes on the computer. My skin flushed when he looked away. I liked the feeling of his eyes on me. I only wished he did it with personal interest instead of the clinical way he evaluated my injury.
I shifted on the stretcher as he gently manipulated my wrist, his hands steady and warm through the gloves. The pain was mostly manageable, until he held onto my forearm with one hand, and flexed my hand backward with the other. I jumped and yelped, unable to hide how much even that small movement hurt.
His eyes were sympathetic, but his hands remained firmly on my arm, steadying me. “Sorry. Bad news? There’s a lot of swelling, and the skin is already turning a nice shade of purple.”
He looked back down at my wrist, and manipulated my fingers and wrist again. When he held my hand still and slowly moved his thumb in circles over the top of my wrist, my breath hitched. The pain of the injury mixed with a deeper pleasure that shot straight to my cock. I quickly shifted my good arm to cover my lap.
“Pain?” Matt’s concerned eyes met mine as he moved his thumb, gently rubbing the swollen skin between my thumb and pointer finger.
“Pressure points can help alleviate pain sometimes, but right now you’re too swollen to receive any real benefit. This pressure point is called the Valley of Harmony, but I’m sensing this is less than harmonic for you.”
I thought I saw the smallest hint of a smirk on his lips, but I couldn’t be sure since his face was still tilted down toward my arm. I cursed at myself for getting turned on by a nurse’s clinical exam.
“I’ve just called for a tech from Radiology to escort you down for your scans. Do you have any questions?”
I laughed under my breath. Did I have any questions? A whole litany of questions came to my mind ranging from where the hell was the exit so I can finally go home to what’s your phone number.
After I settled on the new stretcher, the tech wheeled me down the hallway towards Radiology. All I thought about was whether Matt would be there when I got back from the tests. If he was, and I hadn’t killed anyone from the pain taking over my whole body, maybe I’d actually work up the courage to strike up a conversation that had nothing to do with sludgy coffee, sucky fluorescent lighting, or beautiful ER lobbies, and get to know more about Nurse Owens. Maybe I’d embrace the new Chase Williams like Brett wanted me to and actually go after what I wanted for the first time in my life.
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Nikka Michaels lives in the often rainy Pacific Northwest where she spends her time cooking, laughing and crafting romantic tales to satisfy her craving for HEAs.
Eileen Griffin loves to travel and has spent many summers crossing Europe with nothing but a backpack. She enjoys TexMex, good wine and losing herself in a great book.
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As you know, it’s both #WickedWednesday and time for the Mid-Week Tease as well. I like my feature, but I also enjoy joining other authors and sharing tidbits of our work. I think it promotes a “sisterhood” among us, and I like that about it.
Anyway, I decided to combine my regular Wicked Wednesday post with a Mid-Week Tease again this week — another two for one special for all you blog followers out there. 🙂
As if that isn’t enough. Instead of sharing my own tease for the Mid-Week Tease “event”, I decided to shout out a fellow Evernight author, Lea Bronson, whose celebrating the release of her latest, MY BIGGEST FAN.
Here are the tasty details.
Genre: Erotic Romance
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Shawn Torien is a handsome, arrogant bassist with the groove…
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I’m very happy to welcome fellow Evernight author Tamsin Baker whose MMF shifter ménage “Knowing Destiny” is coming out today.
First of all, congratulations on your release! Please tell us what your story is about.
Chase, a golden eagle shifter, is destined to be the leader of his flock, the shifters of the air. But he has a few problems. He’s not ready for the responsibility, he isn’t sure who he wants as his mate and there’s the little issue of an unsolved killing to sort out.
Ben is also a golden eagle shifter, Chase’s best friend and three time lover. He wants to be his best friend’s mate, but can he be honest about his feelings?
Ariana is a young peregrine falcon shifter who has loved Chase for years. But why would he want her when he can have anyone he wants?
Three shifters, three separate problems, all fighting to find out who they are and how they can love each other.
What a gorgeous cover! So Tamsin, what inspired you to write this story?
Well, I wanted to do a shifter book because I hadn’t written one before. As I wrote the first one, it developed into a series, and this is the second one. I really enjoy reading other shifter ménage books, and as usual, with my Gemini personality, I need new challenges all the time so just thought I’d have a go.
Very cool. Is it part of a series?
Yes. It’s the second in the series ‘Shifters of the land, sea and air.’ This is the book about the shifters of the air.
What do you hope readers will love about it?
Hopefully the strong characters and the story line, so pretty much everything. I love strong, tortured heroes and I love M/M, so I try to put that into most of my stories. All of my ménage stories have man love in them, can’t seem to write a ménage without them.
*smiles* But do you write other genres as well?
Oh yes, I write everything… except sci fi. I write ménage – all sorts that involve M/M, ie MMF, MMMF and MMM. I write ‘basic’ M/F contemporary, BDSM, Historical, Male Dom, Female Domme, Fantasy, Vampires and Shifters. And as of yesterday I submitted an F/F BDSM story, so I think I’ve covered most sub genre’s in erotic romance. (I also have another sweeter pen name but I keep them separate.)
I’d like to try a werewolf book I think, only because that’s all I read at the moment, and a longer M/M BDSM. I’ve written a few short pieces but haven’t had the guts to try a longer length.
Wow, enough to keep you really busy! I’m so busy writing and promoting, I don’t have the time to read anymore. Which is your favorite book, the one you’ll always read again?
Hmmm…Sooo hard, my interests change so much. I do re-read Pup by SJD Peterson on occasion. It’s an amazing M/M BDSM, or any of the Dark Hollow Wolf Pack series by Shannon West. I’ve read all 9, many many times over the past few months.
And what kind of stories did you read as a child?
Lol, Baby sitters club, sweet Mills and Boon, The Hobbit, Anything really.
Okay, one last question. Who’s your biggest fan?
Hmmm, Khloe Wren 🙂 Who’s another erotic writer, friend and critique partner. She is always encouraging me, reading my work for fun and to perk her up.
My mum and my hubby are great, and mum buys/reads everything I write, but she’s more a Stephanie Laurens fan.
May I share an R rated excerpt? I love this part… hope you enjoy it too.
Ariana’s home lay several houses down from his. He walked past his own home and moved to her parents’ house. She was twenty or so and still studying at the local university. She was a clever little thing, attractive, too, if you ever got a long enough look at her.
A light glowed from a window in the otherwise dark town, and he moved towards it.
A moan sounded, and he stopped. Was someone hurt? Another moan, this one followed by a gasp had Chase flushing with heat. That wasn’t the moan of someone who was hurt.
Envy pulsed through him as he swallowed the bitterness down. Who was Ariana making love to? He hadn’t even realized she had a partner.
“Oh Chase…” His name whispered through the open window had him turning back when he would have walked away.
Chase took a deep breath and peered into the window, knowing what he was doing was wrong but still choosing to do it.
Ariana was writhing naked on her bed. It was an uncommonly warm night, and she obviously felt it, her beautiful skin flushed red.
She was absolutely glorious. Her tight, feminine body rippled and shook as she pushed herself towards orgasm. One hand tweaked her tight, berry red nipples, and the other was between her legs where a patch of dark blonde hair marked the entrance to her womanhood.
“Oh fuck, yes…” she panted, throwing her legs open.
Despite Chase’s lethargy and injury, his cock hardened in his pants, thickening to a full erection. He ran a hand over the bulge and bit his lip to stifle the groan. He was tempted to pull out his cock and join her, but he didn’t want to miss a moment of her pleasure.
Ariana gasped as she thrust two fingers into her pussy, over and over, her juices flowing over her thighs, the smell so thick Chase dug his fingernails into his palm to stop his own moan of arousal.
“Chase, please, fuck me…” Ariana pulled her fingers out and rubbed her clit rhythmically in circles.
She was fantasising about him. The thought had him ready to blow.
“Yes, yes, yes…” She gasped, her body tightening and bowing up, and then she released, shaking and convulsing, throwing her head from side to side.
Her eyes fluttered open, and Chase ducked down, painfully swollen.
He heard her satisfied sigh as she settled into sleep, and he began limping home. He would thank her for tending him in the morning, but first he had a hard-on to deal with.
Lying in his bed moments later, Chase came within moments to the exquisite vision of Ariana coming. But this time it was his fingers and his tongue that brought her to the peak. When his seed had pulsed out of him and the last of his energy was finally gone, Chase fell asleep with the knowledge that he needed to make this particular fantasy a reality.
Wow, talk about hot. Thanks for dropping by, Tamsin! And good luck with your release.
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Shawn Torien is a handsome, arrogant bassist with the groove rock band Bloodless. At thirty four, he’s seen everything, been everywhere, and all is handed to him on a silver plate, groupies included. His rock star attitude is questioned when the record company’s young webmistress Samantha joins the band to cover their life on the road. As she has crushed on Shawn for years, he takes great pleasure in teasing her and pushing her away… until he learns to know the woman beneath the surface.
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Fantasy & paranormal novelist S. M. Boyce is releasing brand new covers for her YA Fantasy series, the Grimoire Saga. And man, are they visually stunning. Take a look!
Lichgates (Grimoire Saga #1)
Fans of The Hobbit, The Lord of the Rings, andEragon will enjoy this contemporary remix of the classic epic fantasy genre
Kara Magari is about to discover a beautiful world full of terrifying things—Ourea.
Kara, a college student still reeling from her mother’s recent death, has no idea the hidden world of Ourea even exists until a freak storm traps her in a sunken library. With no way out, she opens an ancient book of magic called the Grimoire and unwittingly becomes its master, which means Kara now wields the cursed book’s untamed power. Discovered by Ourea’s royalty, she becomes an unwilling pawn in a generations-old conflict—a war intensified by her arrival. In this world of chilling creatures and betrayal, Kara shouldn’t trust anyone… but she’s being hunted and can’t survive on her own. She drops her guard when Braeden, a native soldier with a dark secret, vows to keep her safe. And though she doesn’t know it, her growing attraction to him may just be her undoing.
For twelve years, Braeden Drakonin has lived a lie. The Grimoire is his one chance at redemption, and it lands in his lap when Kara Magari comes into his life. Though he begins to care for this human girl, there is something he wants more. He wants the Grimoire.
Welcome to Ourea, where only the cunning survive.
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Treason (Grimoire Saga #2)
Kara Magari ignited a war when she stumbled into Ourea and found the Grimoire: a powerful artifact filled with secrets. To protect the one person she has left, she strikes a deal that goes against everything she believes in. But things don’t go as planned.
Braeden Drakonin can no longer run from who—and what—he is. He has to face the facts. He’s a prince. He’s a murderer. He’s a wanted man. And after a betrayal that leaves him heartbroken, he’s out for blood.
To survive, both Kara and Braeden must become the evil each has grown to hate.
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Heritage (Grimoire Saga #3)
Available Fall 2013
In 2013, the saga continues with Heritage. Kara is forced to face a past she never knew existed, and Braeden must prove his loyalty to the brother who still wants him dead. (Set to release in Fall 2013.)
Illusion (Grimoire Saga #4)
Available Fall 2014
In 2014, the Grimoire Saga ends with Illusion. Blood is spilled. Love is tested. Loyalty fades. Peace will come at a hefty cost. And in the final moments of the war, both Braeden and Kara must make a heartbreaking sacrifice to win. (Set to release in Fall 2014.)