Trickster by Nicola Cameron

Thanks for letting me come on your blog today! Trickster is my first M/M shifter story, and was originally intended to be a short story submission for Evernight’s Alpha’s Claim: Manlove Edition anthology. Unfortunately, I wound up having the plague for most of November, and thanks to the various medications I was on the story just wouldn’t gel properly in my head. After three failed attempts I gave up and stuck all three versions in the “maybe someday” file.

Fast forward to January. As I worked on another project, I decided to take a break and flip through my “maybe someday” file as a palate cleanser. When I found the most advanced version of my Alpha shifter story, I thought, “Hmm, this really is kind of a cool concept. If I expand it I can submit it as an ROTG story. I’ll just add a little more on, then go back to my original project.”

Ha. The next thing I knew, it was four days later, my sleep cycle was completely flipped, I was knee deep in corporate espionage and the complications of M/M human/shifter mating when neither of them are gay, and I’d gone straight past ROTG length and was closing in on 20K. Plus my shifter was no longer an Alpha (which actually worked better, considering one of the other characters really needed to be the Alpha), and I came up with a novel way to send Morse code in an office environment. The result is Trickster, and I have to say that I am very, very pleased with the way it all turned out. (And yes, the plot may have been influenced by my career in various tech companies. Oh, the stories I could tell you…).



Delaney Smith, coyote shifter and Trickster Technologies executive, thinks humans are bland, boring, and undateable. So he gets the shock of his life when he comes back from vacation and scents his mate in the Trickster offices — a mate who is not only male, but quite human.

Mark Fellowes is taken aback when the CTO at his new contract job makes a pass at him, and even more surprised at his temptation to respond. Straight and dating a career-minded businesswoman, he’s never even thought about kissing another man — until now.

When Mark is attacked by thieves trying to steal company files, Delaney must put aside his preconceptions to protect his mate. But will a criminal bent on destroying Trickster Tech separate them before he can stake his claim?


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Delaney cleared his throat. Mark yelped and spun, bumping into the dresser next to the bed. The towel around his waist started to slip, and Delaney caught a glimpse of pale, muscled hip before he yanked the terrycloth back into place.

Panting, he glared at Delaney. “Jesus Christ, what is wrong with you?” he yelled. “Do you even know how to knock?”

“I did,” Delaney said, trying to sound innocent. “You didn’t answer so I got worried. Didn’t know you were in the shower until I came in here.” And you were coming in there.

Without his glasses, Mark’s resemblance to a furious faun was even more striking. “God. I do not need any more of this tonight,” he growled.

“This what?”

“You, sneaking around and following me everywhere.” He scowled at Delaney’s groin. “Especially with another fucking hard on.”

For some reason, that cheered the shifter. “You noticed, huh?”

“Helen Keller would have noticed it, all right? Does it ever go down?”

“Not since this morning. I can’t help it, babe. I smell you and I get wood.”

“Oh, Jesus.” Mark edged next to the bed, clutching both towels now and looking hunted. “Look, I’m tired. I just want to put on some pajamas and crash, all right? I’ve had a really bad, weird day, so how about we can talk about shapeshifters and,” he waved vaguely between them, “that other thing in the morning.”

Delaney ignored the slap of disappointment and nodded. “Okay. We’ll talk later when you’re not tired.” Although you weren’t too tired to jerk off in the shower.

Mark’s cheeks blazed to life. “You listened to me?”

Oh, shit, he can hear my thoughts already? “I didn’t mean to, but coyotes have really good hearing,” Delaney said defensively. “At least you got off. My balls are aching so much I can barely walk straight.”

“So go to your own damn bathroom and rub one out there!”

“It’s not about getting off, dammit!” Delaney yelled back, before catching himself. “Okay, it’s not just about getting off. God, I really wish you were a shifter. Then you’d understand.”

“Well, I’m not a shifter,” Mark snapped, “so you’re just going to have to explain it to the stupid human.”

“I — Jesus.” Delaney sucked in a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down and find the right words. “Being drawn to a mate, it isn’t just physical. It’s emotional and spiritual as well.” He gestured at his groin. “Yes, I want to fuck you. That’s pretty damn obvious. I also want to know you. I want to talk to you, find out everything about you—where you grew up, what your family’s like, whether you like sports, what your favorite food is, your opinion on Steven Moffat, what you want to do with the rest of your life, all that. And I want you to get to know me, too.”


Nicola Cameron is an expatriate Chicagoan who has lived in England, Canada, Holland, and Sweden, and keeps a confusing amalgamation of languages in her head as a result. Currently located in the clavicle of Texas, she has finally mastered the proper use of “y’all,” much to her Chicago family’s dismay.

Despite a healthy interest in sex since puberty, it wasn’t until 2012 that Nicola decided to try writing about it. As it turned out, the skills she picked up during her SF writing career transferred rather nicely to erotic romance. When not writing, she wrangles cats, smooches her husband, makes dolls of dubious and questionable identity, and thanks almighty Cthulhu that she doesn’t have to work for a major telecommunications company any more (because there’s BDSM, and then there’s just plain torture…).


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Dark Tales Diaries by London Saint James


Hi London, I’m really pleased to have you on my blog! It’s always interesting to meet fellow authors and learn how they “work”. So while you’re here, I’d love to ask you a few questions.

Let’s start with where your ideas come from?

My inspiration comes from many different sources. Music, a place I’ve been, artwork, conversations I’ve had, even dreams…

How cool, so what kind of writer does that make you?

I’m not really a writer who outlines plots. I’m a panster. I go where the characters tell me to. 

How do you balance life and writing?

Balance. Hmm. What’s that? LOL. I haven’t achieved structure or balance in my writing habits, and many times the busy dealings of life gets in the way of my writing time. I don’t allot any certain amount of time to write. If I did that, keeping a tight daily schedule, it would seem odd. I tend to write, more often than not, at willy-nilly times and live my life as it comes. *Smiles*

I know exactly how that is! What drives you to write?

The love of it. I love to lose myself in the worlds I create. I love to write, and it really is that simple.

Tell us about the experience of writing the Dark Tales Diaries.

I had so much fun writing Dark Tales Diaries and that experience continues as I am starting to work on book three. This BDSM series of short stories sparked from a casual conversation with the love of my life. Two words, “Dark Tales,” poked at me. From there, I sat down and typed non-stop. Dark Tales Diaries: Volume 1 and the life of Tristan Blackthorn spilled out upon the “pages” of my laptop.

It’s so awesome when that happens. What is your favorite thing about writing?

The creative process and the freedom to let my imagination run wild.

And your least favorite?

Reading bad reviews. But reviews are all subjective. What one person hates, someone else might love.

Definitely. Tell us about one of your own writing quirks.

I can’t sit at a proper desk when I write. That drives me crazy.

I’ll work anywhere, as long as I have a minute to myself… As an author, what scares you the most?

Death and taxes! *Giggles*

Okay, let me think about that question a second…

I’m not sure I’d call it being scared, more like a concern that I can keep my stories new and interesting. Just being able to stay relevant in the world of romance writers, I suppose.

Which authors most influenced your writing?

I can’t say that my writing has been influenced by other authors, because I tend to write like I write (how I feel comfortable writing) but I do have several authors that I like to read and think their writing style and imaginations are pretty awesome. Here’s just a few; Megan Hart, Sherrilyn  Kenyon, Charlaine Harris, Gena Showalter, Sarah McCarty, Julia London. A whole bunch of fellow authors from my publishers. I could go on and on, and on.

So cool! And what’s next for London Saint James?

March 17th I have a new release coming from Roane Publishing. My story, The Shamrock Incident will be part of their For the Love of Murphy anthology. It is a sweet romance based around bad luck (Murphy’s Law).

I also have several WIP’s I’m working on and a few deadline projects that are keeping me fairly busy writing.

Good luck with all of that. Last but not least, who’s your biggest fan?

My sexy man. He’s always been my number one fan. *Smiles*

Thanks for stopping by!

Title: Dark Tales Diaries: Volume One

Author: London Saint James

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic Romance Series


For years, Tristan Blackthorn has toiled to find his lost love. He finally decides to use Blackthorn Printing, along with his newly created Dark Tales Diaries, as a way to find her. Will her story be one of the three tales in Volume One?

Mistress Guinevere’s calling card is her Red Stilettos. She specializes in a particular fetish and always maintains her control, until a man from her past returns to test her will.

A recently divorced woman experiences the effects of empty nest syndrome after her twins head off to college. With the clock ticking away, she decides it’s far past time to seek out something that has always eluded her. Will she find what she’s looking for with The Leather’s Edge?

And a bored computer programmer learns what it’s like to feel sexual freedom after being bound by a Master in Safe Word.

Be Warned this book contains: bondage, anal sex, sex toys, fetish

Title: Dark Tales Diaries: Volume Two

Author: London Saint James

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic Romance Series


Blackthorn Printing made a splash in the publishing world with the introduction of Dark Tales Diaries, yet despite his efforts, Tristan Blackthorn isn’t any closer to finding the woman he seeks. Unwilling to give up on his lost love, his search for Keira continues in Volume Two.

A voyeuristic moment leads an astronomy professor and his assistant to a steamy endeavor on The Observation Deck.

An invitation for cocktails has the reclusive woman who lives in 204-B pondering why the handsome, wealthy owner of her building would invite her to anything. Does she have enough guts to go to The Top Floor?

And a Maestro strikes the right cord with a young and talented cellist who is trying to find her passion.

Be Warned this book contains: BDSM, anal sex, public exhibition, sex toys, spanking

London Saint James has lived in many places, but never felt “at home” until she met the real-life man of her dreams and settled down in the beautiful Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. London lives with her husband and their fat cat who thinks he owns them. As an award-winning, bestselling, multi-published author, London is living her childhood dream. She knew all the scribbling she did, that big imagination of hers, and all those clamoring characters running around in her head would pay off someday.

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Room Service by Nikka Michaels

Room Service

By Nikka Michaels

Genre: Erotic Romance, M/M, BDSM

Length: Short Story

Release Date: February 15, 2014

Publisher: Cobblestone Press

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What is Cobblestone Press’ Blue Line?
The Blue short story line is erotica. For us, erotica is about the fulfillment of a sexual fantasy.  These stories are sexy, very graphic, and are by no means a “traditional romance”.


When Dr. Seth Coleman catches the gaze of handsome conference speaker, Carson Randall, he’s intrigued.  After the speech, Carson introduces himself and hands him his business card then leaves. Seth discovers the card holds more than Carson Randall’s information; on it Carson has written his room number.

For as long as Seth can remember, he has focused his attention on being a doctor. But now he has the chance to focus on his own needs. Will Seth take the safe route and socialize with his co-workers at the conference or will he accept the handsome speaker’s invitation?


My sharp knock on the hotel door went unanswered, and indecision began to creep in.

My thoughts cut off sharply as the door’s lock clicked. When the hotel door opened, Carson stood in the doorway, his jacket discarded and white dress shirt rolled up his forearms.

“Find what you’re looking for?”

I simply nodded and stepped inside. The door closed behind me with a soft click as I looked around his hotel room. Bigger than mine, it had a single king-sized bed, the blankets pulled back. Tossed across the bed was his jacket and tie.

Within the next breath, I felt my cheek pressed against the cool metal of the door as he pinned my arms behind my back. His breath against my neck sent a shiver through me.

“Is this what you want?”

I moaned.


I wanted him to use me. Consume me. Fuck me. Ruin me.

His hands tightened on my arms, the faint suggestion of pain making my half-hard cock spring to attention.

“I said is this what you want?”

“Yes.” My voice was embarrassingly breathless, and he’d only just touched me.

His lips against my neck made me shudder when he nipped me with his teeth.

“Yes, sir.”


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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 with heat. A voracious reader, novice knitter and music lover she’s been known to multitask without breaking a sweat. She loves to read and write M/M romance but believes everyone deserves a love story. She currently has three releases out, Chasing Matt, a M/M novella co-authored with Eileen Griffin, Christmas with Caden, a M/F romance novella from Cobblestone Press, and “Waking up Wolf”, a M/M shifter romance in Evernight Publishing’s Alpha’s Claim: Manlove Edition anthology. Nikka is currently at work with her co-author on two M/M foodie romance novels, set to be released summer and fall 2014 from Carina Press. 


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Kidnapped Hearts Anniversary Jubilee!


Cait Jarrod’s Kidnapped Hearts Anniversary Jubilee

On sale at Evernight Publishing

Available at Amazon

To celebrate the release of my debut book, I’m having a scavenger hunt. I will be on several blogs and sites from February 14th-23rd. will have the list and links to direct you to the next site.

  • At each site, I will have an excerpt for either Kidnapped Hearts or an unedited excerpt from one of the sequels, Deceptive Hearts and Mystic Hearts (a novelette)
  • In each excerpt, one word will be missing.
  • Write each missing word down in order by how they’re listed on The words will form a question and the answer.
  • On the 23rd or after, go to the Raffle to enter the grand prize raffle by entering the question and answer.
  • A winner will be picked on the 26th.

The winner will receive an autograph print copy of Kidnapped Hearts, a Kidnapped Hearts Coffee Mug, and bookmarks.

Each site has a raffle!

Upcoming releases in 2014: Entangled Love

Kidnapped Hearts, Band of Friends Book 1 excerpt:

A hand slid over her mouth, and another grasped her wrist. The knife clanked to the floor. The hand over her mouth moved across her stomach, holding her against a hard body.
“I’m FBI.” A man’s voice whispered next to her ear. “Is anyone else here?” He lifted his fingers away from her mouth. “Don’t scream.”
She swallowed the scream he warned her against and tried to take control of the fleeing instinct and wondered how he found her so easily. “How do I know you are ________ you say?” she whispered back.
“You don’t. You’ll have to trust me.”
Trust, not something she did easily. “Why?”
“Either trust me or don’t, the choice is yours.” She felt his hot breath as he leaned closer. “If I was going to hurt you, don’t you think I would have already?”

Jot down the missing word. And don’t forget to check for the next site.

The Raffle for an ebook copy of Cait Jarrod’s Kidnapped Hearts and an ebook copy of Lea Bronsen’s My Biggest Fan will run until the 24th.


Candy Hearts and The Flower Box by Elodie Parkes

Thank you for inviting me to the blog today with my new release romance books.

The Flower Box and Candy Hearts are released very close together, February 7 and 14 by Hot Ink Press.

Contemporary, erotic romance, and without my usual twist of paranormal, fantasy or magic, I’ve enjoyed writing these love stories. They are both Valentine’s Day oriented stories, but can be read anytime. Although they fit into the category of erotic romance, because the bedroom door is open, they are classic romance stories with happy endings.

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The Flower Box (February 7) Novella

Alice longs for love. Oliver wants to give her flowers and candy until he thinks she has another lover. Will his jealously drive him away from Alice or straight into her arms?


Candy Hearts (February 14) a Hot Ink Single

Tom found a new job, but can he find love?

Working in a surf coast hotel seems like the remedy for his previous unhappiness, but as Valentine’s Day approaches, Tom realizes he’s lonely, and looks around for someone to love.


Characters Interview: Today we have Oliver and Alice from ‘The Flower Box’.

Alice: Hi, thank you for inviting Oliver, and me. It’s going to be such fun talking with you.

So let’s start.

Alice, would you like to tell the readers about how you and Oliver met? 

Alice: We met on the high street in the shop I work in didn’t we Oliver? 

Oliver: We did meet face to face then, but I’d seen her before. I liked her as soon as I saw her. That was before we actually met. I’d seen her around shall we say. I don’t want to give spoilers. 

Alice: That’s true, but I wanted you right away. I could hardly take my eyes off you and watched you walk away up the street.

Oliver: Did you? I didn’t know that. I’m pleased.

Smiles. He leans across and kisses Alice, then keeps hold of her hand. 

Oliver, can you describe when you first knew you were in love with Alice?

Oliver: It was weird for me. I couldn’t admit it to myself. When I thought I was losing her I realized. I think Alice loved me right away. Did you Alice?

Alice: I knew I wanted to make love with you, but I felt such a strong attraction to you I think I might have loved you right away. Then I knew the first time we made love, it was sex that turned into making love. For me anyway. Although I liked him the moment I saw him, in the flower shop. I wanted those arms around me right away.

She leans across and kisses him this time. I better ask another question since now they are starting to get a little heated. 

What’s one thing you might have changed about your story?

Alice: Nothing, since it’s the real story. Although I’ve never been happy with my name, and that I’m not very tall. I would have liked a more exciting name, but I know the author wanted a name that could belong to anyone. There are so few ‘Storms’ around. (smiles) 

Oliver: Your name suits you. You’re pretty and sweet. As for me changing the story, I can’t think of anything that isn’t the real story. 

So what’s hot about the story?

Oliver: The steam rises from the love scenes. I think the way Alice responds to me is great.

Alice: I think it’s the way you talk dirty to me.

Oliver: Do I?

Now Alice is stroking his arm, okay time for an excerpt. 

How about you both choose a snippet from the book to share? 

Alice: It has to be a hot scene for me, what about you Oliver?

Oliver: I think so, the hotter the better. (Grins)


Excerpt from The Flower Box 18+

She pressed her neck against his face as he sucked.

He pulled her skirt up around her waist and kissed up to her ear. “I want you,” he whispered into her ear and she gasped. Oliver pushed her pantyhose down around her thighs. He kissed her lips, and felt her part them to moan as he slid his hand between her legs. She was wet and his cock jerked. His breath came in short gasps as he pushed two fingers into her pussy. The feel of her inner muscles around his fingers sent a spike of sensation through his cock. He thought he’d come right then as his hips thrust in response to her opening her legs wider for his hand. He murmured against her mouth. “You feel so good. I can’t wait to get you home.”

Alice kissed him. “Let’s go. I’m desperate for you.”

Her words made his cock leak. He wondered if he could make it to her car. He took his fingers from her pussy and lingered with his fingertips against her clit.

She held his shoulders and kissed him hard.

Oliver took his fingers from her clit and rested his face against hers. “Sorry, Alice, does anyone else use this path?”

Her voice was low as she answered against his cheek. “Not usually.”

He hugged her. “That’s good.” He moved from her

She made a little sound as he pulled her pantyhose up.

He held her face and kissed her tenderly. “Let’s go.”

Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014


Link to buy The Flower Box:

Find link to buy Candy Hearts on Elodie’s blog on February 14.

About the author:

Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy, cool stories and hot love scenes.

Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.

Elodie writes for Hot Ink Press, Moon Rose Publishing, Eternal Press, and Evernight.

She has also released titles as an individual indie author.

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Ready for a rock love scene?


Thanks for stopping by on Evernight’s Love Scene blog hop. We have fabulous prizes at over 40 author blogs and a really sweet Grand Prize!

While you’re here, enjoy a steamy scene from my erotic contemporary romance My Biggest Fan.

Raunchy, handsome rock star Shawn Torien from the groove rock band Bloodless never thought he’d fall for a woman. Then came one that rocked his heart harder than any music he ever played. Read what happens when he realizes his bad boy behavior is about to cost him… love.


The door opens. Baffled, I gasp. I can’t believe my luck. It’s her, standing there with an insecure look in her gorgeous brown eyes, showing me in. In the next second, the door closes.

I wrap my arms around her, press her hard against me, bury my face in her warm, pulsating neck, and inhale. I want to apologize, but can’t find the words. Me, the songwriter, the big-mouthed, cocky ass!

Ass-hole, yeah. I close my eyes in shame. How can I believe—

“It’s okay,” she whispers. “I know you, Shawn. I’ve always known who you are.”

She lifts gentle hands to my head and caresses my hair. With the movement, her lovely tits point against my chest, and I want to fondle them and roll their hard nipples between my fingers.

Patience, man!

With a whine deep in my throat, I push her backward until she meets a commode. I grope her firm butt, run my hands up her thighs to her slim waist. What perfect curves! She’s so warm and welcoming, I want to be hard and sink inside her. I want her to take away the pain.

But what if she refuses me again? I can’t take that. I have to have her, will fight to have her.

I’m choking. “Sami, baby, I need you.”

I move my hands up to her face and pull her to me, find her full lips and kiss them. She lets me. No, wait, she kisses me back, nibbles my lower lip, gives it small bites.

Encouraged, I push my tongue in-between her lips. Her sweet tongue meets mine, rolls around it, sucks me in. I explore her delicious mouth and taste her. My whole body tingles with need, and my cock presses against the zipper of my pants.

“You were right,” she purrs. “I’ve always wanted this.”

Images from our fight flash in my mind, and I wince. “I never considered you a groupie, Sam.”

“I know, I didn’t mean it. I was…emotional. So many years of dreaming, and then suddenly it happened…”

“And I didn’t mean to hurt you,” I croak. There, I’ve apologized.

With a moan building deep in my throat, I unbutton her pants, pull them down with her panties, and lift her to sit on the commode. A scent of warm, sweet musk from her spread thighs tempts the hell out of me. I’m so hard I can’t wait.

“I want you inside,” she whines.

“Yeah.” I unzip my pants, pull down my briefs, and let my huge erection pop out. It jerks with lust between us. I find a condom and roll it on.

I don’t want to rush our first time. With slow, teasing moves, I grab my shaft and direct it to her hot entrance, poking the head between the lips before sliding it up to her clit, pushing against the sensitive bundle of nerves, then down again, in the middle of her thick folds of flesh.

She gasps, puts her hands on my ass to dig her nails into my skin, and pulls me to her. She moves her inner thighs toward my groin and manages to press the tip of my cock inside. Juices moisturize her sweet tunnel, and before I know it, I’m plunging halfway in with a low groan, and then as far in as I can, filling her deeply.

The selfish part of me that ignores a chick’s need urges me to pound fast, but the other part that cares for Sam wants to wait for her to come with me. I take my time, glide in, pull back, and dive in again, rubbing her walls with long, regular movements, trying to stroke her G-spot with my shaft.

She exclaims, “I love you!”

I don’t know what to reply. Is that what I feel for her? I’ve never known what love is like.

She mews in tune with my rhythmic thrusts and squeezes my length with strong inner muscles. Our breathing picks up, presses our heaving chests against each other. Moist sounds and our groans fill the silence.

Driven by burning need, I slam harder and faster into her sweet pussy, to the deepest of her core and out again. I’m trying my best to hold out, but her inner massages drive me crazy.

Holy fucking shit, I’m coming! No way back. Burning heat erupts from my balls, rushes through my spasming cock, and I growl with each quick spurt of semen. Damn, it was over too fast.

Her pleading cries of need fill my ears. While continuing to bang her, I move a hand to her clit between us and roll the tiny knob of nerves—until she screams and her thighs jerk wildly against my groin.

Fuck, I’m done. I’m quivering, working to catch my breath. Eyes shiny, she melts against me and takes me back into her warm embrace.

I recover listening to her soft breathing, enjoying our intimacy. I don’t want to leave. I want to stay like this to the end of my days. She caresses my hair, my back. I can’t remember the last time a girl treated me like that. We’re so close! Heart to heart, breathing in tune.


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