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September 11, 2016
A Stroll in the Dark - an excerpt from Turpitude (New Release)
"There is a fine line between serendipity and stalking."
David Coleman
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Excerpt:
Hidden from view in the quiet forest, not far from where my lover and I lay, two people stood watch. The solitary, telltale sign of their presence was the glowing amber of the cannabis they had just lit.
The man murmured, ���I���ll take the young one. I know you desire the older guy������
Before he could continue, the female was already on her knees, engulfing the throbbing hardness into her open orifice. Smoke from her puff eliminated from the corners of her mouth, giving the impression that his rod was smoldering and that she had the power to extinguish the impetuous passion she had begun. He was already fantasizing about the adolescent he was watching a short distance away.
She, on the other hand, was musing over the handsome teenager lying by the shoreline, her closed eyes imagining the manhood in and around her lips to be that of her fantasy man. She sucked and teased the erection to uncontrollable ecstasy. Wrapping her luscious lips around the bobbing bublousness, she plunged her cavity onto the corpulent protrusion, choking herself in the process. Instead of relinquishing her prized possession, she rammed it deeper, burying her youthful face against his musky pubes. The male wasted no time in pushing her head onto the onslaught, enveloping her prowess, he jounced her cranium until dribbles of saliva trickled from the corners of her mouth. Like a naked wood nymph craving erotic pleasure, she relished the rough treatment foisted upon her diaphanous being as she luxuriated in this game of machismo dominance. She yearned to be snared by this aggressive satyr whom she hoped would molest her in every which way. She desired to be treated disrespectfully by anyone who would take control over her for their personal gratification. She would gladly supplicate herself to Lucifer or the Marquis de Sade if they had lived to partake in this unrestrained sadomasochism.
She was torn between satisfying this churlish hard-man and the decorous teenager whom she knew to be a gentleman of decorum and respectability. She schemed to entice this young homosexual, to ruse him to fall prey to her iniquitous seduction.
For now, she was preoccupied with the rogue before her. He pushed her against a nearby tree and lifted her legs to his pelvis. In a single stroke, he entered her spread thighs, sinking his quivering organ into her willing orifice. The discomfort only served to heighten her masochistic propitiation as his forceful pounding abraded her tender back. His eyes closed, he rode her furiously, fantasizing about his Caucasian rigidity impaling the young Asian. Vivid images of his squirming adolescent prey fighting to be free from his careening licentiousness serve to heighten his urgency. He plundered the boy���s derriere with unrelenting potency as his twitching opening begged for his mighty onslaught. He pillaged his way towards multiple orgasmic crescendos, only to resume yet another round of intemperate fervor while ravaging in ecstasy. His mind swore that he would use this stripling to satisfy his sexual wantoness. The sooner he could get rid of the lad���s chaperone, the faster he could execute his scheme.
His powerful grip lifted the groaning woman and laid her onto the ground, his stiffness still buried inside her willing pelvic chamber. His rugged stroking aroused her to moans of rapturous dexterity. As she lifted her spindly hips to receive his imminent release, their heavy breathing gave way to gratifying decadence. Waves of electric arrows traversed through their bodies, striking their eyelids in rainbows as music fell over their ears. The gongs of orgasm had sounded quietly within this peaceful landscape.
Unbeknownst to my guardian and me, Thor and Pratnah remained buried within each other. To quiet their nerves, they shared another joint before heading back towards the farm house.
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New Release
A Harem Boy's Saga - IV - Turpitude
a memoir by Young
Book Trailer:
From the back cover:
Turpitude is the fourth book to A Harem Boy���s Saga, a provocative story about a young man who was initiated into a clandestine sexual society through his UK boarding school. From there, he was spirited to the Middle East to attend the Bahriji (Oasis) School in The United Arab Emirates in preparation for Harem services for the wealthy elite.
It is also a love story between the young man, his ���Big Brother,��� and his ���Valet,��� who served as his chaperones and mentors.
This book follows the teenagers��� erotic and exotic adventures and experiences at their fourth Arabian Household, the Assalamu Alaikum (Peace Be with You) Harem. There, they became confidants to a sheik, assistants to his numerous international ventures, especially that of a film production: ���K��mas��tra - Lover���s Tale.��� The teenagers continue to apprentice and model in a controversial photography project, ���Sacred Sex in Sacred Places.���
This story is an account of the author���s experiences. Through these truths, often demonized by contemporary societies that deem such behaviors inappropriate, the author hopes to dispel condemnation and negativity related to sexuality, love, and personal freedom.
There are 5 - 7 volumes in A Harem Boy���s Saga series.
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book IV - TURPITUDE; a memoir by Young
Amazon best selling GLBT memoir - an hour its release.
A Film Contract has been secured with an independent UK Producer, operating in Hollywood.
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What a reviewer said...
5 stars: Elegant and Erotic Tale
By mlm "Mel"
To say this was a ���good��� story simply doesn���t do it justice. This is the true tale of a male Courtesan. Or, as the author puts it ��� A Harem boy. It begins with his life in Malaya as a small child. The honesty and self awareness he had is astounding. I laughed a bit when he called himself a ���Sissy boy���. But then he reclaimed that title and I found that he was quite proud of who he was. The toss of the coin by the Gods created a delicate and beautiful soul who was wise beyond his years ��� at least regarding his own self. His mother captivated me from the beginning. She doted on her youngest son and allowed him to be who he was. I believe it was her unconditional love that helped shape this adventurous and self-aware boy into a man who obviously, and rightly, loves himself. His relationship with his father, although forced and quite what one would expect, wasn���t as bad as it could have been (Happy to read that. At times I feared the worst.). Starting by learning all about his privileged upbringing in a romantic time helped me understand who and what he came from ��� and in turn ��� helped me to see the rest of the story from his eyes. I wanted the same things he did and I felt his relief and desperation to leave for boarding school in the UK. From here, our delicate ���Sissy Boy��� is initiated into the clandestine society E.R.O.S.
I���ll let the reader get the full story on how that happened. I will say ��� he was brave, and perhaps a bit naive. But his childlike trust was not misplaced and he was off on an erotic, and sensual adventure to the Middle East. This is where I truly fell in love with this tale. I felt as if I was reading Arabian Nights and seeing what really happened in the Kosk of a wealthy Middle Eastern man. The world he experienced was lush and opulent ��� as was the sex. The sexual stories are not graphic in the way one might think. You ���see��� what you must and, I think, the beloved author still has a few secrets from those times. However, from the fantastical tales he tells, his initiation was beyond the imagination of any young boy of the times. He���s whisked away to Italy, Tunisia, and Paris (among other places). At his young age, he experienced multiple lifetimes.
As I read the story, I realized this wasn���t simply a naughty tale of his escapades as a teenager. It was a love story. There were so many different kinds of love experienced! From his first ���puppy love��� experience to very real and deeply felt love that the reader watches blossom, we watch him learn what love is ��� to him. I also realized, halfway through, this was a love story about himself as well. The author has accepted all of his past and accepted himself in the process. He fell in love with himself and it was beautiful to see. A young, gay teenager who could have easily buckled under the pressure of society and his father to hate himself persevered and chose to walk in love in all that he did. That amazes me. His descriptions are lush and makes the reader yearn to be there, to feel the fabrics, to smell the smells, to taste the food and to see the expressions of love.
I will give a word of caution about this book ��� It was a mental hurdle from the beginning to overcome my assumptions and modern judgment of sex by/with/to a minor. After getting about 200 pages in, I set it aside to think about how I was feeling. I realized a few things ��� this wasn���t an American story. I had to remove my American glasses as I read this and understand it was a tale from a different land and a different time. I also began to understand the vast difference in social and economic classes. His life of privilege allowed many of his sexual proclivities to be accepted and, as in the school in the UK, pushed to new limits. This story has made me wonder about the wealthy classes of people and what other traditions we laypeople know nothing about. Fascinating. As equally fascinating as the inner working of the Muslim homes. Oh, what I wouldn���t give to be transported to such a place. If you can separate your modern, American point of view, and read this story for what it is ��� you will love it. Much like readers of Anne Rice���s SLEEPING BEAUTY series, this has the same ���feel��� to it. If you enjoyed that, you will enjoy this as well. I���m a straight woman who doesn���t make a habit of reading homoerotic stories. To each his own, right? But this, this was so much more than just sex confessions. A unique coming of age tale that is beautiful, daring, and provocative.
Bravo Young!
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September 8, 2016
REPLAY BOOK 2: TRIPLE PLAY by Nia Farrell
REPLAY BOOK 2: TRIPLE PLAY by Nia Farrell
Length 20,232 words / 100 pages
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BLURB
Rowena Campbell has always been the naughty twin. After the Viking Raid and her worst walk of shame ever, she recognized that she was misusing sex. In therapy for her sexual addiction, three months celibate, Rowena is better than fine, with a successful erotic blog and book deal by her alter ego, ginger-wigged Regina Wright. When Scottish billionaire Micheil MacDonald wants Regina at his brother���s birthday party, she agrees to attend three scenes as an observer only. A triple play in Imperial Rome, Prohibition Chicago, and Lewis Carroll���s Wonderland, no kink, no sex ��� and no lies, per his terms, with half a million dollars riding on the line. Surely she can manage that?
Micheil MacDonald is a widower with a child recovering from the fatal accident that claimed his wife. He sweeps into Rowena���s life like a force of nature, brushing aside her protests, determined to be the exception to her rules. But Rowena has scars that no one can see. Secrets that have never been shared ��� not even with her twin. Telling the truth was never supposed to be this hard.
This story touches on the subject of child abuse and may contain triggers. It is written for ages 18+.
Reviews:
���If you like your kink with period reenactment, then you may enjoy Farrell's Replay series. While Rowena's twin starred in Book 1's Viking Raid, this second book features Rowena the naughty twin. Rowena can be a brat, especially since she can don on different identities and chance upon the handsome Dom in question (Micheil, in this case) in the least expected places. Her quirky attitude is endearing and had me turning the pages. Since the loss of his wife, Micheil is finally in a good place and ready for Rowena by the time she appears. Great storyline. Captivating read. Highly recommended.���
���If you like your novellas with a good story, really really hot sex and a Dom with an brogue I sometimes had a hard time understanding, but when I listened to him in my head it was a bit easier, then you will want to read this book!! Rowena, who actually has three identities (the vixen and author too) meets a Dom she has a hard time saying no to and the story unfolds, and what a story it is!! Rowena has recovered from the Viking Raid and isn't looking for anymore "play" but Micheil has other plans. That's all I'm going to divulge so if you want to know more then I recommend you buy this book. But don't read it outside or in front of anyone like I did. You will want to be all by yourself to experience it all, or maybe with someone else, that's up to you!! Enjoy!!!���
EXCERPT:
���Why me?���
One corner of his mouth curved upwards. ���Yer book,��� he said. ���I wanted tae meet ye and was willing tae pay for the privilege.���
���Um. Thank you. I think.��� She wondered if he had a sub who���d benefitted from the experiences and research that she shared online. She had let her followers know that a book was coming, had kept them updated on her progress. The manuscript was done, but only her publisher had seen it.
Micheil dipped his head at the Replay owner, who was ordering punishment for a slave girl. ���St. Leger told me that ye command a hefty appearance fee. My offer was purely a guess. Since ye agreed tae the terms, I take it that the contract met yer expectations.���
���Yes,��� she said simply, following his gaze when it failed to return. The slave was stripped and bound to a column. Tiberius Piers snapped his fingers and a tray of floggers appeared. He picked one of softest leather and introduced her to it, stroking her sides, rubbing her back, tracing her cheek, then stepping back and laying on the first set of stripes.
Rowena clamped her thighs together, cursing her traitorous body, feeling the creamy moisture between her legs.
He must have heard her breath catch. ���Ye like it.���
���Yes.���
���Do ye wish it for yerself?���
���Yes,��� she breathed. ���And no.���
His blue eyes considered her, a lambency in their depths that she could not fail to recognize. ���Explain.���
���I wish it were me,��� she admitted, ���but not with Piers.���
Don���t make me say it. Don���t.
He stepped closer, not touching except for the breath that fanned her hair and bathed her in his heat. ���If not St. Leger, lass, with whom?���
���You, Sir.��� Her voice was the barest whisper. ���But we can���t. I can���t.���
The Dom came out, full force, and he was not happy. ���Why not?��� he rumbled, his voice rolling like thunder while his eyes sparked St. Elmo���s fire.
���The contract?��� She lowered her gaze, fighting the urge to drop to her knees in a submissive���s pose.
He blew out harshly. ���And if I said, damn the contract. Tear it up and I���ll give ye half a million anyway?���
Her chin came up as she threw her head back far enough to meet his gaze. Humorless. Not even a hint of irony.
���You���d do that?��� she asked. ���Seriously? For one night of play without sex? Remember, my rule is one time. You punish me tonight, and you won���t touch me for the rest of the weekend.��� Why was that so hard to say? Damn him. Damn her body, begging her to reconsider.
He smiled darkly. ���Make an exception,��� he said. ���Ye tried tae top me in the bookstore. Ye knew exactly what ye���d done and pretended ye did nae understand. For that alone, ye need a spanking. Two spankings. I should be the one tae give them. It���s only fair.���
If she wore panties, they���d be sopping wet. The Vestal Virgin was yearning for the path to ruination.
���It would be fair,��� she agreed, ���but it can also wait. I gave my word. Three nights. No kink. No sex. I���m not a liar. Don���t try to make me one.���
���Exceptions tae the rule,��� he reminded her. ���Ye said ye���d observe the scenes. Nothing was said aboot wha��� happens outside them. When the play winds down and they shuffle us out in the wee hours of the morning, what happens next is up tae us, aye?���
Tempting. My god, he was so tempting.
And he was right. Outside Replay, anything goes. Except���
���Then we���re back to one time. Once. No repeats. Is that what you want?���
She thought she sounded unshakeable. He smiled as if she���d just agreed to his terms. ���I want tae feel that fine arse of yers under my hand. Forget yer rules. Do what���s right.���
His voice had dropped to a rumble that pushed every button she had. She whimpered, as if she could already feel herself bent over his lap, panties around her knees, his large hand exploring the landscape of her posterior as he familiarized himself with the terrain, deciding how he wanted to change it for his pleasure.
���I could tie ye up. Ye���d be beautiful, bound tae my bed. I might just have tae keep ye there.���
���Once,��� she said weakly.
���Lass,��� he murmured, his Scottish burr thickening. ���Ye ken ye owe me times three. Once for trying tae top me. Once for playing innocent aboot it. Once for nae letting me ken who ye were. We have three nights of scenes tae get through. I���ll give ye time tae consider yer sins against me. At the end of each night, ye will present yerself tae me. Ye will submit. Ye will suffer, but I���ll give ye what you need. Three punishments and aftercare. I promise ye, I am verra good at both.���
ASIN B01KGUPRCY
ISBN 10: 1536939528 / ISBN 13: 978-1536939521
NIA FARRELL AUTHOR BIO
Nia Farrell is one of Mr. Blackthorne���s Wicked Pen Writers and a multi-genre author who is published in nonfiction, poetry, music, articles, and children���s books, with one documentary screenplay under her literary belt. She���s an old soul and a period reenactor who���s been into corsets for centuries, although she wears them more to Civil War events these days.
Nia has been involved in the metaphysical community for over twenty-five years. She is a Reiki Master and crystal healer whose work encompasses this and other lifetimes. In her book Something More, a 2016 Golden Flogger Awards Finalist, BDSM and submission are tools for healing post-rape PTSD, earning a nomination for Best BDSM Book of the Year, M��nage Category.
Her debut books from The Three Graces Series, Something More, Something Different, and Something More, have been called new age erotic romance ��� kink with a paranormal twist. Soul mates, reincarnation, karmic fallout, shamanism, and psychic abilities come into play. Personal experience and extensive research go into crafting her characters, but it's her sense of whimsy that has made fictional Posey, Minnesota, the m��nage capital of the United States with a Monty-Python-themed diner that's central to the plotlines.
Nia was fortunate enough to meet her soul mate early on. She married her high school sweetheart, raised two children, and began writing at her husband's suggestion. She has been published in erotic romance since 2015.
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Nia Farrell Titles:
The Three Graces Series
SOMETHING ELSE August 25, 2015 e-book http://myBook.to/TG1 or https://www.amzn.com/dp/B014FV1TUE
SOMETHING DIFFERENT September 29, 2015 e-book http://myBook.to/TG2 or https://www.amzn.com/dp/B015Y9JEHG
SOMETHING MORE October 15, 2015 e-book http://myBook.to/TG3 or https://www.amzn.com/dp/B016OULX8C
THE THREE GRACES TRILOGY paperback April 2, 2016 http://myBook.to/TGr or https://www.amzn.com/dp/1530858194
SOMETHING SPECIAL May 5, 2016 ebook http://myBook.to/TG6 or https://www.amzn.com/dp/B01F6FOQ0S; paperback http://myBook.to/TG6p or https://www.amzn.com/dp/1533146217
DARK MOONS RISING e-book March 10, 2016 http://myBook.to/DMR or https://www.amzn.com/dp/B01CRX1O70; paperback April 2, 2016 http://myBook.to/DMRp or https://www.amzn.com/dp/1530828759
REPLAY BOOK 1: VIKING RAID July 1, 2016 ebook http://mybook.to/RB1; paperback http://mybook.to/RB1p
AS WICKED AS YOU WANT (Forever Ours Book 1) August 1, 2016 ebook http://mybook.to/FO1
By Nia Farrell and Jane Austen
PRIDE AND PUNISHMENT���AN EROTIC RETELLING OF JANE AUSTEN���S BELOVED CLASSIC June 1, 2016 ebook http://myBook.to/Punish or https://www.amzn.com/dp/B01FJ612HY; paperback http://myBook.to/Punishp or https://www.amzn.com/dp/1533228477; Large Print https://www.amazon.com/dp/1533235244 or http://myBook.to/Punishlg
Upcoming releases:
REPLAY BOOK 2: TRIPLE PLAY September 1, 2016
RIDE THE WIND (w/a Erinn Ellender Quinn) October 1, 2016
REPLAY BOOK 3: HONOUR BOUND November 1, 2016
TOUCH THE WIND (w/a Erinn Ellender Quinn) December 1, 2016
September 7, 2016
'Coming In Hot' Author Spotlight - Save Me by Lucy Leroux
He left to save himself, but ended up losing her by @lucythenovelist
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Save Me
By
Lucy Leroux
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He left to save himself, but ended up losing her���
Two years ago Eric Tam left Las Vegas, his career in shambles. Now he���s rebuilt his life, but it���s conditional on one thing���he can���t go back. Until he gets the one phone call that changes everything. His former lover, the one he still dreams about, is in trouble with their mutual boss.
It���s been years since Andie saw her first love, Eric. And she definitely doesn���t want to see him now, not when her life is a complete mess. But unlike Eric once did, her problems aren���t going away. She���s trusted the wrong people. Soon it becomes clear it���s not just her job on the line. It���s her life���
Lucy Leroux is another name for USA Today Bestselling Author L.B. Gilbert.
Seven years ago Lucy moved to France for a one-year research contract. Six months later she was living with a handsome Frenchman and is now happily married to him...and still in France.
When her last contract ended Lucy turned to writing. Frustrated by the lack of quality romance erotica she created her own.
Cursed is the first of many regency novels. Additionally, she writes a bestselling contemporary series. The 'Singular Obsession' books are a combination of steamy romance and suspense that feature intertwining characters in their own stand-alone stories.
Follow her on twitter @lucythenovelist or http://www.facebook.com/lucythenovelist or visit www.authorlucyleroux.com.
Hi Everyone!
My name is Lucy and I write the bestselling 'A Singular Obsession' Romance Erotica Series. It���s a combination of contemporary romance erotica and suspense. I have a lot of fun writing these books which feature strong intelligent women���characters my readers can like and respect. My goal is to write entertaining romances with heros and heroines you don���t want to punch in the face! They are also blisteringly hot. I have always enjoyed honest and somewhat explicit sex scenes when I read, so that���s what I write.
Tell us about your title featured in this set:
My book Save me is a stand-alone novella in the series. It���s premiering exclusively as part of the Coming in Hot box set!
Save Me is one of my shorter works, but I didn���t set a record on this one, mainly cause I���m a new mom. I have a one year old who objects to the amount of time I spend on my computer :P Luckily I have some loyal fans who push and prod me for the next book in the series.
Tell us something about yourself:
If you���ve read my books I often feature women who work in scientific fields or have advanced degrees. That���s me sprinkling little bits of myself in my heroines. I have degrees in Biology from Harvard and Berkeley and I used to study fungi. I moved to France for work on a US grant but when the money became French so did the personnel :P. That���s when I turned to writing. It is WAY more entertaining.
Tell us about your writing process:
I used to write very fast pre-baby. Post baby it���s been something of a struggle finding the time. I have to wait till she���s asleep or at daycare. I only get a limited amount of subsidized care here in France but it���s support a lot of working moms are lacking in the States!
What is your favourite genre to read?
I usually like to read the genre I���m writing in. I do three-contemporary romance erotica, paranormal regency erotica, and clean paranormal romance as L.B. Gilbert. It���s especially helpful when writing historical to immerse yourself in other works set in the same time period. It helps consolidate and enrich all the details of setting and culture that I want to include in my own work.
What would you say is the one thing are you most passionate about?
For me I would say this is writing characters who are honest and have integrity. I have always disliked emotional immaturity in characters. I especially hate when a character���s immaturity/stupidy is used to move a story forward. I hate conflict that could be resolved with a simple conversation and a little honesty. This doesn���t mean I write paragons of virtue. My characters are honest and real and sometimes flawed.
Some would argue that my men often do stupid things and that creates conflict in my books. Yes, they do! They are supposed to be real men after all :P
When you are not writing, what do you like to do?
What do I like to do or what do I HAVE to do? Most of my free time goes to baby and husband. We are homebodies, but there���s some advantage to living near downtown Toulouse. When we do want to do something we can generally find something to do. Unless it���s Sunday. Then everything is closed.
If someone who hasn���t read any your books asked you to describe your story in this set (the elevator pitch!) what would you say?
Save Me is about the one that got away. When circumstances and his own personal demons forced Dr. Eric Tam to leave Las Vegas, he left someone important behind. Two years later he hears she���s in trouble and he���s on the next plane there.
Where can readers connect with you?
amazon.com/author/lucyleroux
www.authorlucyleroux.com
www.authorlucyleroux.com/blog
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She glanced down at her notes and her heart dropped to her knees when she read what she���d mindlessly typed���Call Eric.
Oh, hell no. She deleted the note and shoved the phone in her pocket.
She wasn���t going to get in touch with him. Not after all this time. Andie swallowed and blocked the mental image her brain had just thrown up, but it was a particularly vivid one of Eric���s head buried between her legs.
Squirming in her chair, Andie blushed while fighting tears. It had been two years, but it still hurt to think about him. Recklessly in love for the first time, she���d done things with Eric she still regretted.
I was a completely different person back then, she reminded herself. Everyone had one person they went completely stupid over. Dr. Eric Tam was that person for her. But he was in the past���and he was staying there.
Andie ground her teeth, trying not to think about him. Which meant he was the only thing on her mind now.
When Eric had first started coming to Lynx as a regular she���d been immediately infatuated with him. He was tall, with broad shoulders and movie star good looks. She���d gone so far as to bribe another waitress to give her his table. After a night of determined flirting, he���d made sure to sit in her section whenever he came back. One night she had ���bumped into��� him in one of the dark corners of the club. He���d wasted no time taking her up on her unspoken offer. They had jumped into a physical relationship that night, her very first.
Images of wild lovemaking in expensive hotel rooms flooded through her���dancing and having sex on the roof of the hotel���hooking up in the storeroom. Sucking him off in the bathroom���which to her shame had been her idea.
He didn���t even realize you were a virgin your first night with him. She hadn���t told him.
Andie had been in her early twenties and was worried he would think it weird to be inexperienced at her age. But she hadn���t wanted anyone enough to get physical before. Not until she met him.
Eric lived up to her every secret desire and expectation for a first lover. Soon she was like an addict, panting after him like a sex-crazed lunatic.
Stop it.
In the end, the man of her wet dreams had left her in the dust like everyone else in her life. It didn���t matter that she loved him. It was over and done with. And the only salve to her savaged pride was the fact he had no idea how deeply she cared for him. She never told him and he never asked.
Men were idiots.
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September 4, 2016
Breaking Dawn - an excerpt from UNBRIDLED
"Every kid needs a mentor. Everybody needs a mentor."
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While Oscar and Andy slept, the dim light of the glowing moon seeped through the cracks of our tent's entrance. I awoke to sentimental memories of my mother. Sleep eluded me. I quietly crept out of the tent to enjoy the sacred aloneness. I wanted to embrace my solitude, ravishing in my own perspicaciousness, to contemplate my life in the stillness of this enchanting moonlit night. I strolled to the pond, wrapped in a thick blanket to cover my nakedness. I leaned against a rock, enjoying the tranquility of the undisturbed night. As I cogitated over the numerous blessings in my life since leaving home, an unsuspecting hand touched my shoulder. Astonished, I turned in the direction of the intruder. He was hooded under his wrap and it was too dark to see his face. I could not identify the interloper. Before I could screech for help, he planted a kiss on my lips, prying my mouth open forcefully to receive his yearning tongue. I struggled for release, but his taut musculature pinned me against the rock. The mystery man constrained my hands above my head while French kissing my mouth. He bound my wrists to a branch above the rock. His mouth kissed me assertively preventing my screams.
My heart pounded to this unanticipated arousal. His raw manliness set my libido aflame and I was excited by his masculine dominance. My mind raced ablaze with unbridled fantasies. I played along to the man's demanding wishes. His primal instinct ignited a fiery passion I had not known. He had stirred my groin to hardness as his sensual lips nibbled demandingly on my burning nipples. This intoxicating sensuality was too tantalizing; I did not want this mysterious captor to stop his exigent actions. In the heat of the night my unknown lover had stimulated my libido to full attention, and I was ready to reciprocate his passionate urgencies.
Straddling above my face, he fed his curved stiffness into my receiving mouth. I desired his pulsating length and gladly surrendered my body to his rigorous postulation as he jammed himself into my desiring orifice. This ecstatic delirium sent fits of frenzied spasms into my being. Holding his hand behind my head, he pushed into me. My complete oral attention was his peremptory. Inhaling deeply, I sucked his pulsating length down my longing throat. After several strokes my mysterious amore shot jets of creamy liquid into my gagging passage. I drank every drop of his delicious feed, not allowing any to go to waste; I continued suckling his organ until it bobbed back to life. The uncircumcised rod was too exquisite for me to let go. I wanted more.
Turning me on my stomach, he bestrode me in a single stroke, driving himself into my buttocks. I moaned and groaned ecstatically, enjoying the feel of his quivering manhood pounding deep inside my lusting cavity. Kissing my mouth with urgency, my amorist tasted the tarrying seed he had planted in my oral opening. This sexual nympholepsy was too titillating for my ruminating mind. Soon, my shuddering erection released jets of spurting semen onto my spuming midriff. My covert lover shot inside me simultaneously, burying his engorged phallus in the core of my person. He laid his sinewy torso against my back while his panting groans of satisfaction slowly subsided. We kissed passionately, sharing the cum he had lapped from my heaving torso.
He had no desire to release my bondage. We made love again and again until the hint of dawn appeared over the horizon. Only then did he set me free and went his merry way. My surreptitious amore was no other than the talented musician who had played those sentimental ballads at our campfire.
I needed my solitude, to ponder on the erotic adventure I���d just experienced. A 6 foot 3 inches figure walked towards my direction. It was my mentor. He had awoken at the first light of morning and came looking for me. As we looked into each other���s adoring eyes, he planted a sweet kiss on my lips. He held my hand and gently led me to the pond for a morning dip. I was blissfully felicitous to have Andy as my Valet, lover, guardian, chaperon, and most importantly, as my mentor.
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Unbridled is the sequel to Initiation - A provocative story about a young man who was initiated into a clandestine sexual society. He was spirited to the Middle East, from his UK boarding school. He attended the Bahriji School (Oasis,) in The United Arab Emirates in preparation for serving in Harems for the wealthy and elite.
It is also a love story between the young man, his ���Big Brother��� and his ���Valet��� who served as his chaperones and mentors during the boy���s Harem services.
This book follows the teenagers��� erotic and exotic adventures and experiences at their 2nd Arab Household Harem, the Sekham. They were apprentices and models, for the household patriarch���s controversial photography project, ���Sacred Sex in Sacred Places���.
The author's experiences present facts that are truthful. Through these truths, which are often demonized by contemporary societies that deem such behaviors inappropriate, the author hopes to dispel condemnations and negativity which relate to his experiences.
There are 5 - 7 volumes in A Harem Boy���s Saga series.
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book II - UNBRIDLED; a memoir by Young
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What a reviewer said...
5.0 out of 5 stars
An Arabian Nights for the 21st Century
By Convoke on February 19, 2016
Format: Kindle Edition
A friend loaned me the paperback of this second in the seven book Harem Boy series. I had earlier read some of the others, so I knew what to expect. And I was swept up in a sexy fantasy that feels so real you can nearly touch it.
Now, be warned, this is a book that includes sensuality, LGBT, and a spiritual perceptions about sex. This book is not for those children, yet it is a sexual coming of age series. Unbridled is also the sequel to Initiation.
With those caveats above, read this provocative story about a privileged boy initiated into clandestine sexual society in the Middle East. An Arabian Nights for the 21st century...
It is also a love story between the young man, his ���Big Brother��� and his ���Valet��� who served as his chaperones and mentors during the boy���s Harem services.
This book follows the boy���s erotic and exotic adventures and experiences at his 2nd Arab Household Harem, the Sekham. He was an apprentice and model, for the household patriarch���s controversial photography project, ���Sacred Sex in Sacred Places���.
The author's experiences present facts that are truthful. Through these truths, which are often demonized by contemporary societies that deem such behaviors inappropriate, the author hopes to dispel condemnations and negativity which relate to his experiences.
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September 1, 2016
'East-A Novel' by Peri Hoskins
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It is 1994. Our junior lawyer narrator leaves behind a small, mean and viciously circular life representing petty criminals and takes to the road.
'East-A Novel'
by
Peri Hoskins
It���s 1994. Junior lawyer, Vince Osbourne, leaves behind a small, mean and viciously circular life in the city representing petty criminals and takes to the road. He���s lived 30 years. The wide continent of Australia is out in front. He���s almost young. Where will the road lead?
East takes in sunsets; rain in the desert; a five-year-old girl on a bike; a battered former thief and jockey; old-timers; young lovers; beautiful women, and aboriginals in public bars. The open road connects many vignettes making a rich tapestry of human encounters.
East is poignant, gritty, funny, sad and above all: human. Hoskins��� laconic prose captures the harsh, arid country in all its big, empty beauty along with quirky exchanges with strangers, travel buddies, shop assistants, workmates, and friends old and new. A journey without and within, East taps into the spiritual realm that lies beneath this land and its people.
Leaving
The bonnet in front of me is big and white. Rain on the windscreen ��� the wipers sweep it away. The clouds are grey, the road is grey, the suburbs are grey and I am leaving. There is joy in that. I���m leaving it behind ��� a life ��� small, petty, viciously circular. Out in front is the road and I don���t know where it will end. I am free. I���m almost young.
A beginning. Renewal pulses in my blood, pumping out from my heart, through my veins, feeding me, making me new again, a keenly conscious being reaching out to the uncertainty. This road will lead me to places that I have not seen ��� to people I have not met. There���s no place I have to be and no time I have to be there.
I drive on and on leaving the city far behind. The rain clears. Sunlight glints on wet grass and trees. I see farmhouses, fences and cows. The gnawing in my belly eases as I���m gently enveloped by the freedom of the great mystery now upon me. The shackles of the old life fall away, for I���m shedding a skin ��� dry, worn, old and scaly. I found the courage to step into the dream. And the dream has become real.
The life of a suburban lawyer is behind me. Small decisions. Small repetitions. Which tie to wear today. Pay the electricity bill. Sunday ��� iron five shirts for the week ahead. See the same people. Say the same things. Hear the same things said. In that life I wondered whether I had it better than the petty criminals I represented in court. Some had no job and no home. They pleaded guilty and I said what I could say, for something had to be said. And then the court, that street-sweeper of humanity, tidied them away. For there must be a place ��� there must be somewhere for them to go: a prison, a halfway house, a drug rehab centre. There must be a place for everyone ��� somewhere. These people had fallen through cracks and become untidy. Did they envy my tidy life, those that I helped to tidy away? Did they see my life as I saw it ��� not a tidy life, but a tidy prison?
Tidiness. I had been taught to lead a tidy life. What was it they had said ��� the teachers, the headmasters? Work hard at school. Get a good job. Be a good employee. Pay your taxes. Mow your lawns. Be a good neighbour. Be a good citizen. Lead a tidy life. Not a full life, a varied life, a great life ��� no, a tidy life of small neat circles. I have lived thirty years.
As the trees and houses and petrol stations whistle by, the reasons for leaving once again crowd my mind. At thirty, life no longer stretches out before me like an uncharted great ocean. If I live to be eighty, more than one third of my life is spent. Where am I? At a time of life when I���m supposed to be somewhere ��� I���m nowhere I ever wanted to be. I���ll taste the last drops of youth before the cup passes from my lips, forever. The familiar yearning claws at my insides again ��� but it���s different now ��� it���s happy knowing I have been true to it ��� finally.
The yearning ��� a murmur in a corner of my soul ... that���s how it started ��� a couple of years ago ... I pushed it away. I was busy; there were things to do. It kept coming back, stronger and stronger: a growing gnawing that would not be denied. The day I turned thirty, I came to know what it was, finally. It was the feeling of having missed my destiny. At one of life���s important junctures, I don���t know when or where, I���d taken the wrong turn.
So maybe that���s what it is: a journey back down life���s highway to try and find the turn I missed. A journey to reconnect with who I am and what I should be doing here ��� in this life. Did I ever really want to be a lawyer? Maybe I did it because my father didn���t finish law school. Maybe I did it for him, and not for me. Didn���t have the courage to find my destiny and follow it ��� settled for safety and caution. And the small repetitions of the safe life had closed in and were suffocating me. Don���t know if that���s what it is ��� I had to go ��� I know that much ��� it was the most honest thing I could do. And now it���s real: this journey with no end and no decided route. It���s a big country. Yeah, I���ll head east ... And in my travels maybe I���ll find something of the soul of this land and its people ...
I have been at the wheel for four hours. The muscular movements needed to keep the car on course have become automatic. My thoughts drift freely now, first to the future ��� new, pregnant with possibility ��� before anchoring in my childhood. I recall a long-buried idea ��� from a time of wonder at a world full of possibilities. As a child I thought I could see into people, a kind of second sight.
Memories flow into my mind ��� sharp, clear, focused. I see things now as I saw things then. I am a small boy sitting in the passenger seat of a car. My father is driving. We approach an intersection. A policeman is standing in the middle directing traffic. He signals the car in front to stop. The policeman fascinates me ��� his neat blue uniform, high black boots, long white gloves ��� his precise hand signals. He makes cars stop and go by moving his hands like the man who made the puppets move at the fairground. The gloved hands move and the cars obey, crossing the intersection, slowly and respectfully passing the uniformed man.
From above I hear the noise of a plane. In the eye of my mind as a child I see the silver wings and fuselage. The policeman���s eyes turn skyward to the plane I see clearly in the window of my imagination. The officer���s long-gloved hands slowly fall to rest at his heavy belt. Cars bank up at the intersection. The driver in front looks at him for directions but he gives none. Unconscious of the traffic, his attention is focused in the sky above. The face of the policeman loses form and I see into him. First I feel his discomfort in the hot uniform, the dryness in his throat and the tiredness behind his eyes. Gradually my perception deepens. I sense the numbed heart, the thwarted ambitions ��� the hopes and dreams unrealized and gone awry. He doesn���t want to be here, directing traffic. The past has cheated him. He is disconnected from the present and fearful of the future.
A car horn honks from behind. A driver doesn���t know why the traffic is not moving. The policeman���s eyes return to the traffic, his arms snapping up with military precision. As he waves us on, the look of purpose clothes his face once again and the moment of seeing into him has passed.
The second sight would come to me without warning and always just for a fleeting moment or two. I would see my mother trying to hide an emotion or catch my father unguarded, looking into the distance. In the moment of second sight the physical would melt ��� the body become transparent and amorphous. Instead of seeing the person I would see into the person ��� reach inside to the heart, sense the fears, touch the dreams ��� see the humanity, raw and struggling.
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To be honest; ���East��� is not the kind of book that I typically read. I am more used to Zombies taking over the world and all kinds of science fiction. I read ���East��� in an attempt to diversify. I am glad that I did. There were no Zombies, no alien attacks, but instead; I was presented with the story of a lawyer in Australia who walked out on his old life and started a new one. He has adventures; some good, some bad as he travels across the country. Hoskins writes with a brutal honesty that brings the character to life. After reading this book, I felt like I had an ���insider���s view��� into what life was like for some folks in Australia in the mid-90���s. That is the whole purpose of reading; isn���t it? To get into other character���s lives and to experience things you would otherwise have no clue about. Hoskins does a masterful job of drawing you in to his world with vivid descriptions and a detailed insight of the character���s observations as he travels from big cities to remote locations. It wasn���t an easy journey; but it certainly was entertaining!
~By Ken Gusler
East - a journey you won't regret going on.
Once again, as with Hoskins��� other book, Millennium, I was not disappointed. The novel, East, has something of a Kerouac and Cormac McCarthy feel to it; a tone that suits the on the road style journey that the main character, Vince, takes. East is refreshingly honest in its commentary about society���s foibles, life, the people Vince meets (themselves on their own journeys) and Vince���s own reasons for self-exploration. In some ways, the characters Vince meets along the way are a perfect foil for Vince's reflection; themselves giving the reader greater insight, not just into humanity, but also into Vince himself (and, dare I say it - ourselves). Through his travels, we learn more about Vince���s life and the need to connect with his father, seek approval; and in doing so, find some form of self-acceptance within a society that is quick to identify and perhaps vilify, the ���other���. Hoskins��� ability to capture the humanity in the characters he writes of, some of them less than sympathetic in personality, prevents the personalities that populate East, from existing as caricatures secondary to the main character, Vince���s, own journey. East will make you think, smile, laugh, gasp, shake your head and reflect upon your own attitude to yourself and your place in the world around you. Oh, and the moment with his father ��� perfect. I thoroughly recommend this novel.
~By Kate 'griz' Pill
Excellent writing and an awesome book.
I loved this book it made me want to pack up my truck and take an adventure like the author Peri's character Vince did.
I really enjoyed this book set in Australia in the style of Jack Kerouac On the Road. The author Peri paints a picture of a dissatisfied lawyer, named Vince who decides to pack up his car and head east for new adventures. He comes across many interesting characters each impacting his life in their own ways. He's 30 years old and searching for his life's purpose after leaving his promising career in law. He sets off on his soul searching journey to find himself and gets entwined in the lives of the supporting characters. Staying with friends, youth hostels, and camping he finds his nomadic journey to become a spiritual quest and opens himself to whatever is meant to be. I felt invested in Vince as the main character and I wanted him to find his life's purpose and happiness. I highly recommend this wonderful book especially if you're a traveller or are ready for a new adventure.
����~By Jsack
I couldn't put it down.
East is the intriguing, unsensationalised journey of Vince who has recognised the impotence of 'normal life'. Vince's process of finding that infamous unknown "something" unfolds through the delightfully detailed descriptions of the characters he encounters.
The way in which Vince's experiences are delivered is morishly unique; both unsettlingly raw and yet comfortingly nonjudgmental.
Peri Hoskins drew me into the life of his protagonist with humble mastery.
~By Teresa Herleth
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Who Is Peri Hoskins?
Peri Hoskins is the author of 'Millennium ��� A Memoir���, a travelogue memoir that has received many five star reader reviews. Christopher Moore of the New Zealand Listener had this to say about ���Millennium ��� A Memoir���:
'Written with perhaps the merest of bows to Joseph Conrad and Robert Louis Stevenson, the book���s colourful cast of characters come together to greet the dawn of the 21st century. It���s a vigorously written sly-humoured account of human encounters in a small place lapped by the tides of change���It���s a genial well observed book that insinuates itself into the affections.���
~Christopher Moore, New Zealand Listener, 2 August 2014.
���Peri Hoskins was born in Wellington, New Zealand. He is the second son of a family of five children, four boys and a girl. He is of mixed Maori and Anglo-Celtic ancestry. Peri grew up in Whangarei, Northland, New Zealand, a provincial city then home to about 30,000 people. He was educated at Whangarei Boys��� High School where he twice won a national essay competition. After completing high school and winning the school prizes for English, History and Geography, Peri went to Auckland University where he studied law and the humanities, including history and English literature.
Peri was substantially based in Australia between 1985 and 2005. He completed his study of law and the humanities at the University of Sydney including several courses in philosophy. He worked as a lawyer in New South Wales before embarking on a 1995 five-month road trip all around Australia. This road trip comprises the material for his soon to be published second book, East. Peri subsequently worked as a lawyer in both New South Wales and Queensland, and developed his current specialisation in legal work ��� civil litigation. In December 1999 Peri travelled to the Kingdom of Tonga to be in the first country in the world to see in the new millennium. The diary of his three weeks in Tonga has become his first book, Millennium ��� A Memoir. In 2004 Peri completed a post graduate diploma in film and television production at Queensland University of Technology.
Peri now lives, writes and works as a barrister (being a self-employed lawyer) in Northland, New Zealand.
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Millennium: A Memoir (Vince Osbourne Series Book 2)
It���s December 1999, the cusp of a new millennium. The tiny Pacific Kingdom of Tonga will be first in the world to usher it in. We travel there with our narrator to see the sun set on the old and the dawn rise on the new. We discover much more.
In a time and place of old customs we see the gentle advance of the new. This Pacific paradise is home to a diverse group of human beings at this unique time. Our journey with our narrator through many human exchanges ��� quirky, funny, and sad ��� accompanied by quotes from Hindu scripture echoes through the millennia and asks us what it is to be human in these dark times.
This book constantly entertains and delves beneath a fascinating surface to examine the quality of our age.
Millennium ��� A Memoir is a novella-sized slice of life travelogue of about 25,000 words. In capturing the time and the place this book evokes the work of Ernest Hemingway.
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August 30, 2016
'Coming In Hot' Author Spotlight - Sexual Healing by Izzy Szyn
Sexual Healing
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Two sexy shifter doctors need one sexy paramedic as their mate.
Paramedic Zoe Whitaker was set to become engaged until "they" came back. Lycan Werepire Doctors Brent Taylor and Liam Barnes have come back to Saginaw Heights for one reason only -- to claim Zoe for their mate.
New York Times Bestselling Author Izzy Szyn was born in May of 2014 when a friend dared her to write. Born and raised in Detroit, Mi. Izzy now lives in Oklahoma City with her furchild Misty, the friendliest Chihuahua/Terrier you will ever meet. Currently works in a call center, where she writes in between phone calls.
Izzy loves to keep in touch with her readers.
Hello! Thank you for this opportunity to talk about my new release Sexual Healing and help my readers get to know me better.)
Tell us about your title featured in this set:
The title is Sexual Healing and it is about 22 pages long (give or take) and I wrote it in ten days. (true story)
My computer hard drive crashed 12 days before my book for the boxed set was due to be submitted. Everything that I had written and edited up to that point was lost. I thought I had it saved in one other place but it wasn���t there.
The honest truth was that even though I liked what I had written something didn���t seem right. I couldn���t place my finger on it until I started getting the urge to write another paranormal at the same time. So I decided to go with my gut and turned Sexual Healing from a contemporary setting to a paranormal one.
When I was approached for the boxed set, the first thing that came to my head was Marvin Gaye���s Sexual Healing, so I went with it.
Tell us something about yourself:
I work full-time in a call center, and write in between phone calls. I hope one day to be able to stay home and write full-time.
I���m happily single, have a dog named Misty who is a spoiled brat, but loves everyone. I was born and raised in Detroit, but now live in Oklahoma city.
Tell us about your writing process:
I write what the characters tell me to write I���m a complete pantser as far as writing. Outlines make me sweat.
What is your favourite genre to read?
I will read pretty much everything, but my fav is erotic.
What would you say is the one thing are you most passionate about?
In professional life I���d have to say get better with each story.
When you are not writing, what do you like to do?
Watch movies, play Kitchen Scramble on fb
If someone who hasn���t read any your books asked you to describe your story in this set (the elevator pitch!) what would you say?
Hmmm, A friends into lovers story with a paranormal twist. Zoe was friends with Liam Barnes and Brent Taylor in high school, but they left when Liam���s parents found them in bed together the night of their graduation party.
They return ten years later and things have changed. Zoe is about to become engaged to Liam���s twin brother Derek and Liam and Brent have changed in more ways than one. They are what i like to call werepires, a combination vampire and shifter and they came back to town to claim their mate. Zoe.
Where can readers connect with you?
I live on facebook or it seems like I do. You can find me on Fb, twitter you can email me. I���m on Instagram too but still forget to go there sometimes.
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���Hi,��� she said to them coming up. ���Liam? I didn���t know you���d be here too.���
���When Brent told me that he saw you at the hospital, I couldn���t stay away,��� Liam stood up and hugged her. Damn he smelled good. A smoky, woodsy scent that came from him and not some cologne that could be bought. ���I���ve missed you.���
���If you���d really missed me then you would���ve contacted me,��� Zoe refused to admit that her heart flipped. ���When did you get back to town?���
���A few days ago,��� Brent replied. ���I���m here for a few days as a consultant for a case. But that���s not the only reason why we���re here.���
���Oh,��� Zoe���s heart sank. ���What���s the other reason?���
���We came for you,��� Liam told her.
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August 29, 2016
La Chasse �� Courre - an excerpt from DEBAUCHERY
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An hour into the hunt, I was ready to take Gabriel in a different direction, away from the maddening crowd. Andy rode by my side.
���Let���s race! I���m dying for an invigorating gallop,��� I suggested.
Before the word ���gallop��� could spring from my mouth, my Valet was cantering ahead. I gave Gabriel a tap with my whip, and off we flew to catch up with my competitor. We flew like the wind, speeding ahead with jubilation and jumping over wooden fences before slowing to a trot a few miles from our hunting companions. I commented, ���I���m thirsty. Let���s stop by the stream to get a drink.���
We dismounted and led our horses to the edge of the water. I did not see my Valet behind me as I stooped down for a drink from the brook. Before I knew it, Andy had pushed me playfully into the brook, sending me tumbling into the water. He laughed and continued to splash water onto my already soaked person. I returned the favor, and we began a childish water fight. We were teenagers having fun; little did I know, a pair of eyes was hiding in a nearby bush, watching our every move.
Since there was no visible person around, we stripped bare and continued frolicking in the water before drying ourselves with the woolen blankets we bought with us. Andy wrapped his arms around me, whispering, ���You are such a silly boy. You���re so easily capered.���
I hit my Valet���s chest vivaciously as we continued our mischievous gaiety. I avoided his advances when he tried to kiss me roguishly. My puckishness stirred him to immense excitement below his waist, causing his groin to come alive. I escaped Andy���s firm grip as he leaned forward to nibble my nipples, squirming impishly to avoid his tongue on my already hardening knobs. Our loving attraction never failed to excite our youthful libidos; still, I loved to engage him in a puerile game of foreplay, often arousing my lover to no end. I struggled free, running away naked and inducing a gigglish game of ���catch me if you can��� with my ruttish lover.
Suddenly, the forest went quiet. I turned round, but Andy was nowhere in sight. Wondering where he was hiding, I tiptoed quietly to find my lover. There was no sound or movement.
Out of nowhere, a pair of hands reached for me from behind, cupping my mouth before dragging me to a nearby tree. I tried to wrestle free from his powerful grip. Before I had a chance to see the intruder, he had bound my eyes and tied my wrists spread eagle to a low-hanging branch. Believing him to be my lover, I pretended to grapple without any success. I hung on the branch, feeling more naked than I already was. During my struggle, I detected strong masculine pheromones, which I did not register as my lover���s. Since I could not see or move, I wiggled helplessly, hoping to hear Andy���s voice. All I could hear were the chirping birds and rustling of dried leaves on the ground, as if the invader was circling around my nakedness, admiring his handiwork.
Lingering kisses on my lips jerked me to reality. Those lips were not my Valet���s, but those of a stranger I did not know. I panicked as his tongue pried open my mouth, forcing me to accept his lustful desires. Although I was afraid, my curiosity got the upper hand, and I responded to his passionate longing, yet my defenselessness struck fear within. I wanted to know who this stranger was.
My mind ran amuck. Tales of the diabolical Marquis de Sade came flooding into my mind. Would I be raped, tortured, mutilated and murdered? Where is my guardian when he���s supposed to be protecting me? I was in a state of panic, when my lover���s soothing hands held onto my slender waist from behind. His sweet breath was on my neck, inhaling my tenderness as he always did before his seductive vampire kisses forced me to surrender to his masculine intoxication. The stranger���s erection rotated against my groin, his bulbous head pressing urgently against my hardness while his fingers caressed my inviting nipples, galvanizing me to lean to him. I could feel my Valet���s phallus sliding against my opening, demanding entry. To him I would give myself compliantly, but who was this interloper I could not see? Andy whispered into my ear, ���Don���t be afraid. No harm will befall you. Relax and play along.��� My guardian���s assurance relieved my mental tension. Heeding his words, I surrendered to the pleasure. My blindness and my bondage served only to heighten my other senses. Electric currents coursed through my being, stimulating my manhood to bounce uncontrollably as my lover���s gliding length caressed my offering with expert precision. Andy, my Andy knew every part of my body. He was my teacher, my lover and most of all, he was the embodiment of my sensual and sexual fulfillment. I would gladly pleasure his desires as a skillful connoisseur. Now, our erotic hieros gamos had stirred our beholder to an intensified superlative ferocity. He had difficulty relinquishing his voyeuristic reverence. He watched me slide against my chaperone as we merged into an amatory entity.
My aphrodisiac thralldom served to inflame the stranger to suckle my hardness. He kneeled before me, worshipping my adolescence as his engorgement bounced in rhythmic ovation to his silent oral evocation. I could hold off no longer; both oral and anal galvanizations sent me spewing into the prowler���s mouth. He gobbled my releases as if they were his last supper as he chafed his hardness against my leg; sending his life force gushing onto my thigh and feet. He knelt before me in supplication, lapping his own semen as if it were the blood of the crucified Christ.
My lover pounded into me. His final cry to the heavenly father was in and of itself an orgasmic sign of his imminent deliverance, which I received. Andy was my god and I his angel.
I could hear the stranger gulping down my lover���s oozing length as it slid from my orifice. The man turned to devour my opening greedily, leaving no residue to the naked eye.
He plunged into the chilling brook leaving my Valet to release my bondage. Andy kissed me passionately; the affectionate gesture was his unspoken gratitude for my being an excellent sport in our game of unbridled sexuality. My lover untied my bonds from the hanging branch. The mystery man had long vanished by the time my guardian led me to the brook. We washed ourselves spunkily before he unfastened my blindfold. His loving beauty was sufficient assurance that he would always be my protector. No harm would befall me as long as my handsome Adonis was by my side. My Valet had promised the stranger not to divulge his identity as we rode merrily back to Ch��teau Rouge after our vigorous morning ���sexcitement.���
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From the back cover:
���Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.���
Lao Tzu
Debauchery is the triquel to A Harem Boy���s Saga, a provocative story about a young man who was initiated into a clandestine sexual society through his UK boarding school. From there, he was spirited to the Middle East to attend the Bahriji (Oasis) School in The United Arab Emirates in preparation for Harem services for the wealthy elite.
It is also a love story between the young man, his ���Big Brother,��� and his ���Valet,��� who served as his chaperones and mentors.
This book follows the teenagers��� erotic and exotic adventures and experiences at their third Arabian Household Harem, the Quwah. There, they became confidants to a prince, assistants in an international dance club venture, ���Carousel,��� and apprentices and models in a controversial photography project, ���Sacred Sex in Sacred Places.���
This story is an account of the author���s experiences. Through these truths, often demonized by contemporary societies that deem such behaviors inappropriate, the author hopes to dispel condemnation and negativity related to sexuality, love, and personal freedom.
A Harem Boy���s Saga is a series of five volumes.
A Harem Boy's Saga - Book III - DEBAUCHERY; a memoir by Young
Amazon best selling GLBT memoir for 17 months running.
A Film Contract has been secured with an independent UK Producer, operating in Hollywood.
Email: young@aharemboysaga.com
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What a reviewer said:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Sexuality infused with spirituality!
By Bella Swann Erotica
on July 25, 2016
Format: Kindle Edition
A remarkable tour-de-force erotic novel by Young! This is not a truncated erotic short story but a full-blown erotic bildungsroman in which the main character, Young, travels all around the world, as a member of a secret society called E.R.O.S. Young has many sensual and explicit erotic encounters as he is also exposed to literature, art, philosophy, and spirituality all at the same time. This memoir juxtaposes the past (1967) with the present (2012-13) as the narrator contrasts his experiences as a na��ve young man with the older and wiser adult he becomes. Each chapter begins with a thought-provoking epigraph that gives a general sense or feeling to what the story within that chapter connects back to. This novel takes the reader on an erotic experience that is savoured and enjoyed not rushed through prematurely. Young's words have an ethereal and lyrical quality to them even in his descriptions of explicit sexual encounters. I am truly impressed by the quality of this erotic novel and absolutely recommend it to those who wish to read explicit erotica interwoven with a metaphysical consciousness.
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August 26, 2016
'Coming In Hot' Author Spotlight Tour: Sanctuary by Xandra James
Today's Spotlight
Sanctuary
by
Xandra James
True love is never easy to survive~Sanctuary by @xandrajames
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Sidney was perfect compared to me. She's a veterinarian and I'm a killer of demons. Sid saves lives and I take them, violently. It was for the best that I stayed away from her...until I couldn't any longer. Cursed to watch my mate die over and over again, my heart couldn't handle another loss. But if Sid was going to survive it this time and break the curse, she would need a miracle. And if my past experience was anything to go by, miracles were more rare than a unicorn farting a rainbow. Yeah, it was going to be a long ass day in my hellish world.
Xandra James is a British author over 30 *cough*, slightly obsessed with coffee, and definitely addicted to chocolate chip muffins. When not reading romance books, she's writing them. And she can get so far into the new worlds she's creating, that you can often find her still slobbing around her house after lunchtime with bed hair and no idea what day it is! If you want to find out more about what makes her tick, sign up for Xandra's newsletter where you'll hear all about her news, book sales, and new releases. And she'll promise you that she never talk in third person about herself again (maybe).
Hi, it's great to be here today with you talking about my newest release, Sanctuary ��� available exclusively in the amazing Coming in Hot collection!
Tell us about your title featured in this set:
Sanctuary has been in my mind for a while. Originally it was going to be a contemporary romantic suspense. But once I started writing it (which took me 5 days-including edits), I knew my main character���Alexei--was a demon assassin. Then it took on a life of its own!
Tell us something about yourself:
I'm from the UK. I'm married with cats and my long suffering husband is very supportive of my need to write about demons and vampires and things which go bump in the night, lol.
Tell us about your writing process:
Basically I need to write the first draft of my story as quickly as possible. I have no idea what the story is going to be and I figure it out as I'm writing. Once I have something I can work with, that's when I slow down and will fill in the gaps.
What is your favorite genre to read?:
This is hard! I love paranormal romance and urban fantasy, but I still adore contemporary romantic comedy. There's nothing like a good belly laugh when you're reading.
What would you say is the one thing are you most passionate about?:
Animals ��� apart from my husband, of course, they're the one thing I'm lost without in my life.
When you are not writing, what do you like to do?:
I love discovering new films with my hubby. Also travelling around London doing the tourist thing and eating great food!
Where can readers connect with you?
http://xandrajames.com
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Thank you so much for having me today! It's been a lot of fun. I hope you'll come and find me on social media and say hello ;)
"Do you want some, too?" The pink punk had climbed to his feet, enraged confusion covering his ugly mug. His steel bar flew through the air toward my head and I spun away again, but before I could kick him down and retrieve my dagger from the puddle of his friend, he was on me.
And it stunk like a train toilet after curry night.
Its mouth opened to show two rows of lovely spiky teeth as they moved closer to my throat. Fuck. Yeah, the last thing I wanted to be was dinner to this pissed off little freak.
I didn't like to do it, but decided to use my advantage over him. Usually my natural physical strength was enough, but when you came across a mean little fucker on steroids���a drug straight out of hell���you needed every bit of leverage you could get. So, I played dirty. If there was one thing I liked about being a demon, it was being able to use my opponent���s strengths and abilities against them. By tuning in to their fucked up psyche, I could play with their toys.
Pink punk didn't have a lot up top���as soon as I was on his wavelength I felt dumber. Never mind, this would only take a matter of seconds... I turned his physical hold against him and pushed up, using his enhanced toughness. Pinky was astounded that I could fight back so easily. He was one of the meanest breed of fighters in the demon realm, after all. With one last push, I flung him away from me, darted over to my dagger and threw it at his throat.
A sizzle and a bang, and it was goodbye to stinky.
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August 25, 2016
MINE by J Kahele
MINE by J Kahele
A simple trip to the attorneys turns into a life changing moment for 22-year-old Jenna Kramer when she encounters Andrew Carington for the first time. Their desire for each other is so deep that an affair ensues quickly. But Jenna's abusive and controlling husband Senator Benjamin Kramer will never give her up and soon Jenna finds herself plummeting into dangerous grounds.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I am a proud mother of three daughters who are my absolute complete existence. I write to relieve the scattered thoughts that stream through my mind, constantly. My biggest downfall is that I am a huge procrastinator, which makes my life at times hectic!
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EXCERPT
Breathe��� Close your eyes��� Escape���
Fighting back the tears, I swallow a small breath, trying so hard to stay still, to be quiet. I have made him angry again, and I need to give him time to calm down.
I cannot see him, but I hear him behind me, breathlessly panting.
He is close, very close���too close.
I hear the soft sounds of his socks brushing against the wood floor. I hear the click of the lock, then the creak of the door, opening, then closing. Relief washes over me; he is gone, and it is over.
Breathing in and out once again, I press my eyes shut, welcoming darkness, my best of friends. The pain will soon fade, and I will find comfort in the one place where only I can go���
August 23, 2016
'Coming In Hot' Author Spotlight Tour: Saving Reese by Penelope Silva
Today's Spotlight
Saving Reese
by
Penelope Silva!
Coming In Hot Paranormal & Contemporary Medical Romance Boxed Set:
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Lines are blurred when love, lust, and danger collide ~Saving Reese by @PenelopesBooks
Penelope Silva is a multi-genre author. Her Fiction in all Flavors offers something for every reader. From sizzling romance to hauntingly delicious thrillers, fun & flirty contemporary romances, laugh-out-loud cozy mysteries and more, you're sure to find something to keep you up late at night.
If you're in the mood for sinfully sexy romance novels, Penelope and writing partner, Clementine Roux, have many available and plan to release more in the near future.
With so many wonderful stories in her head, it's a sure bet Penelope can be found burning the midnight oil as she writes The Whole Story, One Novel at a Time!
Hello! Thank you for this opportunity to talk about my new release Saving Reese and help my readers get to know me better:}
Tell us about your title featured in this set:
The title Saving Reese pays homage to a certain sexy neurosurgeon I worked with many years ago. I was a first year nurse on the surgical floor and he (the doctor) had been in a horrible accident and had been assigned to me. While no sparks flew (on his end), meeting and working with him left a lasting impression.
Tell us something about yourself:
I was born in Havana, Cuba to a musician father from Puerto Rico and Spanish flamenco dancer, my mother. I was raised in Spain but have called the US home for two decades. I now live in the suburbs of Chicago with my four children. Prior to writing full-time, I was a nurse. The first decade of my career was spent on the medical floors of hospitals. The second and last decade was spent working one-on-one with hospice patients. I loved every minute of it, the ups and downs included, but after a tough divorce (and marriage), I decided it was time to fulfill a lifetime dream and jumped into writing full-time right out the gate. Since then, many lessons have been learned, but I wouldn���t change any of it for the world.
Tell us about your writing process:
I write early in the morning before my kids wake up and life���s distractions get in my way. I aim for a minimum word count of 2500 words daily. In order for the words to flow, I have to write with no noise whatsoever. No music. No television. No phone.
What is your favorite genre to read?
I���m an eclectic reader. I generally am reading several books at the same time. I always have a writing craft book on hand.
What would you say is the one thing are you most passionate about?
Learning. I love research. For some authors, research is tedious, but I absolutely love it.
When you are not writing, what do you like to do?
I spend most days (and nights) with my kids. We talk and laugh all the time while doing any number of things, from binge-watching shows to playing tennis or jogging as a family.
If someone who hasn���t read any your books asked you to describe your story in this set (the elevator pitch!) what would you say?
It���s the story of two people who���ve dedicated their lives to helping others at the expense of their love lives, but when their paths cross, the lines between doing what���s right and having everything they never knew they wanted are blurred.
Where can readers connect with you?
Twitter: https://twitter.com/PenelopesBooks
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Website: https://penelopesilvabooks.wordpress.com/
Thank you for taking the time to get to know a little about me. I can���t wait to share Saving Reese with you!
���Well, I���ll see you then and, by the way, I���m not afraid of a little spice,��� she said before blushing.
���Neither am I,��� I answered, hoping she and I were talking about the same thing.
We locked eyes, heat permeating between us. Her eyes radiated with fire as she stepped forward. I opened my arms to welcome her back into my embrace. As our lips touched, all of the day���s worries melted away. She and I were one and nothing else mattered.
I lifted her soft, curvy body and carried her down a small hallway in search of her bedroom.
As I laid her down on the bed, she inhaled, lifting her full breasts up into the air.
���Breathe,��� I whispered as I positioned myself over her, hovering until she gave me a sign that she was ready.
She extended her arms, gently massaging the back of my neck with her smooth fingers. ���I���ll try to remember that,��� she whispered back.
My body writhed with heat and desire as her words sank in. ���You���re so beautiful,��� I hummed, feeling my body electrified by her gentle, knowing touch.
���Hold me,��� she begged.
I wanted to do far more than hold her, but I tempered my desire, steadied my anxious hands until I knew she nor I would be able to hold back any longer. ���I���m here. I���ve got you,��� I whispered into her luscious locks. ���I���m not going anywhere. You���re safe.���
After a moment, I could feel her begin to relax. A gentle kiss on her cheek first, then a kiss on the neck, just below her jaw line. Her shoulders relaxed against the mattress. I moved up to her ear, taking it in between my teeth, tugging until I heard the familiar sound of pleasure escape her lips.
Still hovering over her, the lower half of my body begged to make contact with her, I willed myself to remain in the moment, enjoy the painstaking dance in full-on pleasure. As my hands skimmed down her silken skin, my erection grew larger and more animated, pulsating like the beat of a snare drum.
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