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June 18, 2018
Dicewriting for Erotica and Erotic Romance by Zak Jane Keir
Last summer, I did a session at Smut Leeds on using dice for generating story ideas. It was a lot of fun, and people said it got their imaginations going. Afterwards, someone mentioned that it would be really useful to have a whole book of story charts, so I went off and wrote one.
Available from: Amazon UK | Amazon US
Zak Jane Keir is available to run sessions on Dicewriting at writers’ groups and other events – contact her at dirtysexyworld@gmail.com
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Want to write erotica or erotic romance, but don’t know where to start? Been writing it for years but worried that you are running out of kinks/character traits/unusual locations for that first kiss – or the crucial farewell spanking? Dicewriting works for anyone with an interest in the genre, whatever your level of experience.
A set of random concepts will push your imagination in different directions, by suggesting juxtapositions you hadn’t thought of before, providing a surprising motive for a character’s behaviour, or maybe introducing a type of sex act that wouldn’t otherwise have occurred to you.
The charts in this book relate to characteristics, locations, plot twists and different desires. All you need to get them working for you is pen, paper and a single six-sided die.
Dicewriting is a writing prompts method you can use on your own, or incorporate into a session with a writing group. What happens next is up to you – and the dice.***
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June 15, 2018
Mastering the Beast (Taming the Beast #3) by Tina Donahue (@tinadonahue)
Series Blurb:
Magic has never been as sexy or as fun. In New Orleans’ French Quarter From Crud to Stud is the makeover service for supernatural beings who want to tame their beasts so they can date mortal babes. Owned by a half-witch and staffed by a good fairy, a reformed female demon, and a voodoo priestess—among others—the place is always hopping. There’s moonlight therapy for weres, aversion therapy to keep vamps from sinking their fangs in anyone’s neck, and no end of spells, potions, and treatments. These ladies definitely put the boys through their paces. But it’s not all work as they search for their one true love. Their journeys aren’t easy, but they’re definitely magical.
Mastering the Beast Blurb:
Surrendering is the only option she desires…
No one believes that under the tough attitude and schoolgirl fashion sense, reformed demon Zoe burns for a man, love and sex. She keeps those urges on ice and well hidden. She sold her soul for a guy once, and all it got her was a one-way ticket to Hell.
Her job, keeping supernatural creatures in line at From Crud to Stud, is all work and no play. Until she’s saddled with a trio of new enforcers who ooze so much sexual heat she’s afraid to be on the same planet with them.
Stefin, Anatol, and Taro try to contain their laughter as their adorable new boss tries to lay down the law. Apparently, no one told her they don’t take orders. They give them. And they’re determined to smooth her rough edges and tame her beast with acts so wanton they’ll make her scream—for more.
Talk about all hell breaking loose. Surrender won’t come easily, but given their devilish charm and her aching need, her journey to submission is one done deal.
Warning:
Contains an unholy trio of demons who don’t like to take turns. Break room…snacking. After-hours…training sessions. In other words, a sensual ride on the pleasure express. Features m/f/m/m sex in every flavor except vanilla. Bring. It. On.
Buy now: Totally Bound | Amazon UK | Amazon US
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Excerpt:
Footfalls rang in the hall.
Three guys strode into Becca’s office, their movements fluid and assured. Each looked thirty or so, in mortal years, and had dressed in black, their shirts silk, their boots and pants elegant, like bouncers wear at an elite club.
No one was dancing in here, especially Zoe.
A faint sulfur scent emanated from the unholy trio. Flames flared briefly in their eyes.
Demons. The trouble she’d sensed earlier.
She froze, too stunned to move or speak.
The guy in the middle was easily six-three and nicely muscular, his blond hair shoulder-length. His rough good looks, bronze complexion and stubble put the va-va-voom in virile. Sin filled his light gray eyes, his mood dangerous and predatory.
Her belly fluttered.
He winked.
Disquiet and lust rolled through Zoe. Her legs went watery.
The guy on the right proved equally tall and powerfully built. Beautiful, he had rich-chocolate skin, dark eyes and long hair worn in dreadlocks.
Those babies would feel awesome gliding across her naked boobs and thighs—until he screwed her over like every other male had done.
She steeled herself against his allure.
He smiled.
A freaking dimple dented his right cheek, his grin an unusual combination of boyish mischief and raw sensuality.
Her pussy creamed.
Hot didn’t begin to describe the last guy’s masculine features, deep-blue eyes and thick auburn hair. Those wavy locks trailed past his ears and curled on his neck. His stubble called to everything female within Zoe, as did his height, big body and the assured way he regarded her.
The guys’ enticing sulfur odor enhanced their musky scents, making the mixture wanton and unashamed. Their impressive cocks pushed against their flies.
She bet each of their rods jutted from blond, black or auburn curls.
The room spun.
“Guys.” Becca lifted her reddish eyebrows. “This is Zoe.”
The introduction seemed to come from far away, Becca’s voice muted by the ringing in Zoe’s ears. She tried to respond but only managed an odd noise, part grunt, mostly a groan.
Becca edged closer. “Zoe, this is Anatol.” She gestured to the black hunk with the dimple. “Stefin.” The blond god in the middle winked again. “And Taro.” The blue-eyed hottie regarded her intensely. “They’re our new enforcers.”
Each looked in charge already, their stances saying they wouldn’t budge one damn inch for anyone, especially a female demon.
Becca offered a nervous smile. “You’ll be working with them from now on.”
Working with or for, as in taking orders, yearning helplessly then losing out as she had with the last man in her life?
Like hell.
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About Tina:
Tina is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist who writes romance for every taste – ‘heat with heart’ – for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic novels were Readers’ Choice Award winners. Another three were named finalists in the EPIC competition. One of her erotic contemporary romances was chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for one of her erotic romances. Two of her titles received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Another two won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.
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June 14, 2018
Love Changes Everything by Peri Elizabeth Scott
Blurb:
Simon has developed feelings for the girl who bedeviled him growing up, his best friend’s sister–not that Alys is a girl any longer. She’s a grown-up, beautiful, wonderful woman who makes him crazy. He obtains her brother’s permission to ask her out. And is rejected.
Alys is innocent and plans to stay that way until she meets a man who holds the same moral code, regardless of her lengthy crush on Simon. Privy to his escapades and conquests, her jealousy has turned to distaste ans she sets herself on a different path. She wants a man who has refrained from meaningless affairs, who has waited for the special woman. And that’s not Simon!
Simon does the research but Google assures him he can’t become re-virginized and thus Alys is beyond his reach–until one day when he takes her, as a friend, for lunch in his beloved truck. That day, love changes everything.
Available from: Amazon UK | Amazon US | Barnes & Noble | BookStrand | Kobo
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Excerpt:
“Sorry.” Alys’s response was short but succinct.
Simon waited, but she wasn’t forthcoming with any excuses. “You’re … you’re saying no?”
A quick blink, a sweep of thick, dark lashes before those impossibly golden eyes widened. “I guess I should have said no. But I am sorry.”
It was insane, but he wanted to continue the conversation, even figuring he’d regret it. “Why are you sorry?”
A faint tinge of pink colored her cheekbones and a couple of little white teeth worried a corner of her full bottom lip. “I get asked out a lot. And I know it can’t be easy to get turned down.”
Her reply should have reeked of feminine arrogance, yet it didn’t. If anything, it was considered and thoughtful, and despite the twinge of her rejection, he found himself admiring her for it. But wasn’t that Alys? Kind. Caring.
A hint of surprise followed, confusing him. It didn’t make a lot of sense when he dwelled on it—rarely was he turned down and when it happened, it didn’t bother him. This was different, and a twofer. Huh.
Telling himself it didn’t matter did not stop him from pursuing it like a juvenile trout after a cleverly crafted, manmade fly. “Is there a reason you won’t go out with me?”
Another blink, accompanied by her tucking a strand of silky red-gold hair behind her ear betrayed what he thought was a bit of nervousness, and he thought to back down. Aside from his intense need to have her, Alys brought out some weird emotions in him, ones he might catalog as protectiveness—even possessiveness—and that wasn’t him. Better he let those sleeping dogs lie. He was crazy about her but clearly, the sentiment wasn’t returned.
“Never mind. Forget I asked.” Even to his ears he sounded peevish and decided to add petulant to his rapidly increasing scope of emotions. Time to get gone. He was back to fleeing from her.
She said, “I don’t date men who’ve … been around.
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About the Author:
Peri Elizabeth Scott lives in Manitoba, Canada and pretends to work well with her husband in their seasonal business.
Writing for years, along with her alter ego and three coauthors, she has published over 53 novels, including dark erotica and contemporary romance in a variety of genres, and reads most anything she can lay her hands on.
http://www.perielizabethscott.com
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June 13, 2018
Mid Week Tease: “Come on then, let’s get on board.” #reverseharem #whychoose
Hi everyone,
Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! This week I’m sharing more from Mia’s Wedding, the second book in The Heiress’s Harem series, which just released and is now available to read in Kindle Unlimited. It’s also available in paperback and audiobook formats.
She followed dazedly as he led her around the left-hand edge of the square, which was lined with benches and large flowerbeds. When they reached a gap in the buildings and passed the last one, the view opened up on their left. There was the Thames. They continued over a footbridge, past another expensive-looking building, and towards a pier jutting out into the river. A sign read Welcome to Chelsea Harbour. They stepped onto a walkway, then walked across a bridge and onto a small platform. A few people queued up for the scheduled river boat services, their Oyster cards and travel passes at the ready, but she suspected that wasn’t where they were going.
Sure enough, Elias jerked his head towards a small but beautiful boat moored up at one side of the platform. A man stood on the pier beside it, bundled up against the cold and clearly waiting for them. “What do you reckon?”
With a smile, she replied, “As long as they’ve got the heating on, I’m up for it.” She rubbed her arm with her free hand—her thin shawl wasn’t doing much to ward off the cold air.
“Oh, Mia, I’m so sorry—I should have made sure you brought a coat.” His eyes were wide with concern, and he released her hand, only to wrap an arm around her shoulders and pull her in for a hug, then chafe her arms.
She shrugged. “I’m an adult—or so my birth certificate tells me—I should have thought of that myself. Come on then, let’s get on board. I want to see what you have planned.”
Elias grinned. “You mean you want to get in the warm.”
“Yeah, that too.”
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June 12, 2018
The Witches of Gloucester by Lisabet Sarai (@lisabetsarai)
Blurb
The historic port of Gloucester, Massachusetts has a special charm, due at least in part to its resident witches. For decades, raven-maned Marguerite and red-headed Beryl have lived among its hard-working inhabitants, making magic and mischief. Love and sex fuel their supernatural abilities, but duality limits their power. To reach their full potential, they need a third witch to complete their circle.
Rejected as a nymphomaniac by her puritanical boyfriend, Emmeline escapes to Gloucester to work on her PhD thesis. From the moment she arrives, Marguerite and Beryl sense her erotic vitality and unrecognized paranormal talent. The platinum-haired beauty may well be the enchantress they have been awaiting for so long. Now they need to show Em that her prodigious libido is a gift, not a liability, and to persuade her that her destiny lies in the sea-girt town they guard, and in their arms.
SPECIAL BONUS: Also includes “Late Show”, a contemporary FF erotic romance tale about second chances.
Buy Links
Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07DBB3ZTN/
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07DBB3ZTN/
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/832808
Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-witches-of-gloucester-lisabet-sarai/1128809847?
Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/th/en/ebook/the-witches-of-gloucester-1
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40234194-the-witches-of-gloucester
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Excerpt
In the sweet darkness, every sensation grew more acute. Marguerite deepened the kiss, sucking Emmy’s tongue into her mouth, while Beryl stroked Emmy’s back, belly and thighs. The wandering hands barely touched Emmeline’s body but everywhere they traveled, delicious heat followed.
Sparks danced along Em’s naked skin in the wake of Beryl’s fingers. Naked? When had she removed her clothing? Her eyes fluttered open. Shadows hung in the opulent room, shaped by candles that flickered on the mantel. It was nearly midsummer. How could the night have come so quickly?
Embarrassment, wonder and need warred within her. Arousal coursed through her body in shimmering waves, so intense it was almost pain. She found herself splayed nude upon the carpet, arms flung out and erect nipples pointing at the ceiling. Her knees were bent, her thighs spread wide in lewd invitation. Moisture seeped from her exposed cleft, dampening the silky nap of the rug beneath her.
Beryl knelt in the gap between Em’s legs, equally naked, her porcelain-pale skin gleaming in the dimness. Candlelight struck glints from her coppery crown. Emmeline couldn’t help staring at the matching tangle hiding the woman’s sex. She ached to part that auburn curtain and taste the moist flesh it concealed.
The older woman grinned. Mischief glittered in her emerald eyes. “Time enough for that later, girl. The first climax must be yours. Trust us. We won’t harm you. We just want to teach you who you are.”
We. The plural made Emmeline wonder about Marguerite.
“I’m here, darling.” The lilting, cultured voice came from behind her. Em twisted backward. Marguerite knelt just above her head, thighs parted, buttocks resting on her heels. The tawny beauty’s pubic curls were mere inches from her own silvery locks, releasing clouds of tidal perfume. Flawless butterscotch-brown skin stretched over Marguerite’s lush breasts and swelling hips. Sleek muscles shifted under the smooth surface as she leaned over to brush her lips across Emmeline’s.
Even that brief contact sent lightning sizzling to Em’s cunt. For an instant she teetered on the edge of climax, before the luscious pressure subsided.
“Shall we take you, Emmeline?” Maguerite’s question wound its way into Emmeline’s consciousness, through a haze of lust. “You must ask us. The ritual requires it.”
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About Lisabet Sarai
LISABET SARAI writes in many genres, but F/F fiction is one of her favorites. Her lesbian erotica credits include contributions to Lambda Award winner Where the Girls Are, Ippie-winning Carnal Machines, Best Lesbian Romance 2012, Forbidden Fruit: Stories of Unwise Lesbian Desire, and Lammy-nominated Coming Together: Girl on Girl. Her story “The Late Show” appears in the recently released Best Lesbian Erotica 2015.
Lisabet holds more degrees than anyone would ever need, from prestigious educational institutions who would no doubt be deeply embarrassed by her explicit literary endeavors. She has traveled widely and currently lives in Southeast Asia, where she pursues an alternative career that is completely unrelated to her writing. For all the dirt on Lisabet, visit her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com) or her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com).
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June 11, 2018
Odd Man Out (Watchdogs 3) by Gale Stanley (@galestanley) #MMM #Shapeshifters
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Ray and Jared were living the perfect life until Ray discovered his ability to shift. Now he dreams of his wolf every night, and lives in fear of the beast.
Remus is the only man who can help Ray control his inner wolf. But if they connect will Jared become the odd man out?
Buy Links: Changeling Press | Amazon UK | Amazon US
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EXCERPT
“Wake the fuck up! Come on, Ray, wake up.”
Jared gripped Ray’s upper arms and shook him again. No response. Nobody sleeps that soundly. For Christ’s sake, he looked catatonic, like the woman in The Fall of the House of Usher, who’s pronounced dead and then buried alive. Now Jared was scared. He considered throwing cold water on him, maybe calling for an ambulance. He shook Ray again.
Slowly, Ray opened his right eye. An explosion in Afghanistan took his left eye years ago.
“Jared?” Ray mumbled.
“Yeah, Jared. Were you expecting someone else?”
Ray looked around the room. He seemed confused.
“Snap out of it, man. I couldn’t wake you.”
“I’m awake. I’m awake.” Ray stretched. He looked like he wanted to go back to sleep.”
“You scared the hell out of me.”
“Sorry. I must have been dreaming.”
“Must have been some dream. There’s a wet spot on the bed.”
Ray checked the sheets. He looked surprised. “Sorry.”
“Forget it, Sexy.” Jared climbed into bed with him. “Tell me all the dirty details. I want to get off too.”
“You know I never remember my dreams.” Ray rolled out of bed. “I better change the sheets.”
Jared made a grab for him. “Later.”
Ray evaded him. “Look at the time, Jared.”
“You used to call me Baby?” Jared spoke more harshly than he intended.
“Fuck the sheets, and the time. We own the company. Let’s go in late. Better yet, let’s take the day off.”
“We can’t afford to close shop, even for one day. Too many P.I.’s in Jersey. The completion is killing us. ”
“We’re the new guys in town. All we need is a big profile case and the clients will be knocking our door down.”
“I hope so.” Ray headed toward the bathroom. “I’m gonna shower.”
“Come back, I’ll give you a tongue bath instead.”
The bathroom door slammed behind Ray. Worried, Jared lay back with his arms under his head. Ray never wanted to fuck anymore. He always had an excuse. I’m too tired. It’s late. I’m drunk. I have a headache.
The sex had been dwindling for months. Six months to be exact. Ever since Remus showed up and screwed up their lives. If he was just another man Jared could handle the competition, but Remus was larger than life, a superhero who’d come from Ray’s past to claim him.
*****
Author Bio and Links
Gale Stanley grew up in Philadelphia PA. She was the kid who always had her nose in a book, her head in the clouds, and her hands on a pad and pencil.
Some things never change.
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June 8, 2018
New Release: Lottery Losers #romance #steamy #LPRTG #SSRTG
Hi everyone,
I’m happy to let you know that my steamy romance novella, Lottery Losers, which was previously published in the Love Me Hard boxed set, is now available as a standalone! If you read it as part of the set, there’s no need to buy it again as the story is the same. If, however, you didn’t check it out, now’s your chance.
Blurb:
Winning the lottery is a dream come true… isn’t it?
Susie Parmenter and her husband of almost twenty years, Peter, are lottery jackpot winners. They’ve been able to do everything they’ve ever dreamed of—quit their jobs, design and build their perfect home, buy expensive cars, travel the world… So why is Susie bored out of her mind? She thought being a lady of leisure would be amazing, but unfortunately the reality is far from amazing. How can she possibly tell anyone that, though?
Climbing the walls, sinking deeper into irritation and misery, Susie can’t see a way forward. But what she’s not betting on is that Peter has noticed his beloved wife isn’t happy. And he’s taken steps—drastic steps—to turn things around. But will they live to tell the tale?
Note: Lottery Losers was previously published in the Love Me Hard boxed set.
Grab your copy here: https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/lottery-losers/
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June 7, 2018
Slater’s Claim (Wild Blood MC #3) by Amber Morgan (@AmberMothling)
Thank you for having me today! I’m so excited to share SLATER’S CLAIM with everyone! This is book three in my Wild Blood MC series, and it really marks a change for the boys of Wild Blood as I up the stakes, expand the world, and throw a whole lot of trouble at everyone!
But the most important part of the book is, of course, the love story! Slater and Freya have a rocky road to happiness, but don’t worry – I make sure they get there! Of course, it wouldn’t be much fun if there wasn’t some drama on the route…
She won’t be tied down.
Freya can’t afford commitment. She’s deep in debt to a dangerous man and she refuses to drag anyone else into her mess. But Nathan Slater is forcing his way into her life and her problems—and Freya has to admit, she kinda likes it.
He won’t be told no.
Slater is used to being in control. Freya Markham is testing his limits. But Freya’s problems could destroy her, and Slater just can’t let that happen. He’s going to fix things, whether she likes it or not.
Be Warned: public exhibition
Grab your copy of SLATER’S CLAIM today!
*****
Excerpt
This is good, she told herself, searching desperately for a silver lining. The more money Sammy took, the quicker she paid off her debt. She wished her first private customer had paid up. Bitterness stole through her as she headed back into the club. He’d been hot as hell, unexpectedly so, with that messed-up dark hair and smooth voice. Watching him get off to her dancing had been a powerful aphrodisiac that she hadn’t found with any of the other guys she’d performed for tonight.
But then the asshole had stiffed her, and because he’d said he was with security, she’d been too afraid to ask Benedict about the missing money. For all she knew, he could be one of Sammy’s guys.
She hobbled wearily across the empty dance floor. It was nearly three in the morning, and all the waitresses and other dancers were gone. A couple of cleaners mopped the floor and collected glasses. With the stage lights off and the stark house lights up, the club looked tawdry and soulless, and that was how Freya suddenly felt as well. All the eroticism and triumph had fled her, gone along with the money she’d earned.
She wished Sefina had stuck around. It would have been nice to share a ride home with her and commiserate – although she doubted Sefina was giving up most of her earnings to Sammy.
One of the bouncers, a Jamaican guy with long dreadlocks, was outside smoking when she left. She nodded at him in greeting, hugging herself. The pre-dawn air was crisp and cool, pleasant enough now when she was still so warm from dancing all night, but she knew she’d be shivering before long.
“You got a ride?” the bouncer asked her.
She shrugged. “I was going to walk.”
He eyed her outfit. She was back in jeans and a t-shirt, but still in heels, because she’d stupidly thought she was too used to walking in heels for it to bother her. A lesson learned: walking in heel was one thing, dancing in them was another entirely.
“Call a cab,” he said. “I’ll wait with you.”
She thought of the slim stack of notes in her purse, then thought of the forty-minute walk back to her apartment and decided a cab was a better plan. While she called a local firm, she looked the bouncer over more carefully, noting the leather vest he wore under his hoodie. There was a simple patch at the bottom, black with white letter. Prospect.
“You’re in an MC?” she asked when she hung up.
“Yes ma’am,” he said.
“You and the other guys that were here when I auditioned?”
He nodded, taking another drag on his cigarette that made the cherry-red tip glow hot in the darkness.
“So you know the guy, the brown-haired guy? Tall, big…arms?”
He gave her a knowing grin. “Slater? Yeah, I know Slater.”
She mulled on that. Being in a MC didn’t mean Slater had no connections to Sammy. She didn’t pretend to be an expert, but whenever she saw anything about MCs in the news, it was invariably bad. Turf wars, drugs, gun-running… The knot in her stomach twisted a little tighter.
“You want me to pass a message to him?” the bouncer asked, a teasing note in his voice.
Freya frowned, scanning the empty road for her cab. “No,” she said firmly. “Absolutely not.”
And you can pick up the first two books in the Wild Blood MC series, TANNER’S WAR and WOLF’S HUNT, today too!
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