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May 2, 2013
Kary Rader and her epic fantasy Queen of Jastain on Erotic Notions
Queen of Jastain by Kary Rader

Blurb: The Light brought her to him, but does he have the faith to make her his queen? For twenty years, Avant plotted revenge against the dark king, but when a mysterious woman suddenly appears, everything changes. Although his prophetic Gift reveals she's the Seed of Light chosen to restore the Crown, his overwhelming attraction to the woman threatens his long-held plan for revenge and two decades of fidelity.
Abby Randall is inexplicably transported from Dallas to the medieval land of Jastain. There she meets Avant, who claims she's the foretold champion of his people. While the hot guy has her hormones pumping, his crazy talk of defeating an evil king leaves questions to his sanity. Through his supernatural Gift, Avant transplants his memories into her, but neither are prepared for how their hearts intertwine.
Together they embark on their quest, but when Abby and Avant come face to face with destiny, will they sacrifice what matters most to provide a happily-ever-after for the people of Jastain?
Excerpt: When Avant climbed back to the cave, his hair was wet. He'd slicked it back from his face and tied it into a little ponytail with a leather string. The sexy shadow of a light beard softened his angular jaw, and the thick waves of his hair shined with chestnut highlights in the morning sun. It was a good look for him, but then again, what wasn’t? Abby ran her fingers through her own tangled tresses and pulled her hair back. What she wouldn't give for a hairclip.“Would you like a thong for your hair?”She giggled at the word thong, certain that what she pictured was not what he referenced. “Do you have an extra one? I’d like to get it out of my face, and I don’t have anything.” Actually she had her own thong, but she sure as hell wasn't putting it in her hair.He immediately unlaced the tie at the neck of his shirt and handed it to her.She gasped and put a hand to her face to hide the heat in her cheeks as his shirt fell open below his breast bone. “You don’t have to do that.” Her blood coursed wildly at the sight of the smooth muscles of his chest. A soft sprinkling of dark hair beckoned her fingers. She swallowed hard. “It’s all right. Please use it. It will be a hard day’s journey with hair in your face.” His words rang in her mind so sincerely she forgot her embarrassment, but her eyes kept flitting to his heavenly chest.“Thank you, Avant, and not only for the lace but for everything you're doing to help me.” Holding her gaze, he nodded once, and her heart fluttered. Was it getting warm in the cave? She wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead. “It is time to be off if we are to make it to the next shelter before nightfall.” He picked up his pack and walked to the mouth of the cave. She grabbed her bag and followed. Climbing down proved to be more difficult than going up. The muscles required to lower herself from one level to the next worked her thighs and butt like no gym equipment she'd ever experienced. It was like doing hours of squats. She trudged down the mountain with the previous day's tumult weighting her down like the “freshman ten.” Avant helped her along on the steeper steps, but, for the most part, she made them on her own, clippity-clopping in those damned Docinis all the way.When he reached the bottom, he disappeared around an outcropping. Abby took the last little step to the base and hurried after him. As she turned the corner, Avant grabbed her arm and spun her around. Driving her back against the rock, he pressed the length of his rigid body against her. His face, barely three inches from hers, clenched in thin lines of stress. Her heart raced…with fear. She was pretty sure it was fear.

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Published on May 02, 2013 21:00
May 1, 2013
Spotlighting Kristal McKerrington on Erotic Notions

In the Shadow
Kristal McKerrington

Published on May 01, 2013 21:00
April 30, 2013
Promo your book on Erotic Notions
Happy May. To celebrate, post a tidbit, snippet, few chapters from your latest released work. Or your soon to be released. Or your WIP. Or something from your back list. And don't forget your buy links.
Here's a snippet from my newly released erotic contemporary fantasy Capri's Fate.
As the sun beat down on the runway, the puddles of rainwater evaporated and the humidity increased. Sweat dripped from his brow as he tugged at the tree, moving it in small increments. The sting of salty water burned his eyes, and he pulled off his shirt to use it to remove the sweat from his brow and eyes. Pausing to catch his breath, he sat on the trunk and watched Capri. From his vantage point, every time she bent over to pick up a branch, he smiled at the wondrous vision of her butt. He licked his lips as an image of him moving close behind her, grabbing her hips and pulling her back to him, slipped through his mind. "Hey." She hit his shoulder. "Are you sitting there looking at my ass, while I'm slaving out here under the hot sun?" "Yes." She snorted. "Well, at least you're honest. I'm going to get a drink. Want me to bring you one?" "Sure. But I'll join you. Get out of this sun for a few minutes." Thall collapsed on a couch and sighed. It wasn't much cooler in the plane, but at least they were out of the scorching sun. Capri held out a cold Coke. "Your shoulders are red. You should have put sunscreen on." She stretched out on the couch opposite him. He chugged half the can of liquid coolness. "No sun screen. Didn't plan on spending a day hauling a tree off a runway." He swiped the can across his hot brow. "You're doing an awesome job cleaning the runway. I'll be able to takeoff no problem once the tree is moved." "How you doing with that?" She gulped a couple of mouthfuls of soda. Releasing a loud, soda-induced belch, he chuckled. "Excuse me. Doing pretty good. I keep checking the angle to see if the tire can pass the tree, and I'd say I'm close." Caprilifted her head. "You mean we'll get out of here today?" "I think so." She sat up, reached for her purse and pulled out her cell. "I'll just text them and get them to move the meeting to tomorrow." "And I'll lie here pretending I don't ache in every muscle from trying to move a tree bigger than me. Lumberjack wasn't on my résumé." She snorted as she keyed in her text message. "Well, getting my ass checked out while cleaning debris off a runway is not in the job description of a Chief of Operations." "With an ass that cute, it should be."
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Now it's your turn.
Here's a snippet from my newly released erotic contemporary fantasy Capri's Fate.

As the sun beat down on the runway, the puddles of rainwater evaporated and the humidity increased. Sweat dripped from his brow as he tugged at the tree, moving it in small increments. The sting of salty water burned his eyes, and he pulled off his shirt to use it to remove the sweat from his brow and eyes. Pausing to catch his breath, he sat on the trunk and watched Capri. From his vantage point, every time she bent over to pick up a branch, he smiled at the wondrous vision of her butt. He licked his lips as an image of him moving close behind her, grabbing her hips and pulling her back to him, slipped through his mind. "Hey." She hit his shoulder. "Are you sitting there looking at my ass, while I'm slaving out here under the hot sun?" "Yes." She snorted. "Well, at least you're honest. I'm going to get a drink. Want me to bring you one?" "Sure. But I'll join you. Get out of this sun for a few minutes." Thall collapsed on a couch and sighed. It wasn't much cooler in the plane, but at least they were out of the scorching sun. Capri held out a cold Coke. "Your shoulders are red. You should have put sunscreen on." She stretched out on the couch opposite him. He chugged half the can of liquid coolness. "No sun screen. Didn't plan on spending a day hauling a tree off a runway." He swiped the can across his hot brow. "You're doing an awesome job cleaning the runway. I'll be able to takeoff no problem once the tree is moved." "How you doing with that?" She gulped a couple of mouthfuls of soda. Releasing a loud, soda-induced belch, he chuckled. "Excuse me. Doing pretty good. I keep checking the angle to see if the tire can pass the tree, and I'd say I'm close." Caprilifted her head. "You mean we'll get out of here today?" "I think so." She sat up, reached for her purse and pulled out her cell. "I'll just text them and get them to move the meeting to tomorrow." "And I'll lie here pretending I don't ache in every muscle from trying to move a tree bigger than me. Lumberjack wasn't on my résumé." She snorted as she keyed in her text message. "Well, getting my ass checked out while cleaning debris off a runway is not in the job description of a Chief of Operations." "With an ass that cute, it should be."
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Published on April 30, 2013 21:48
April 27, 2013
Newly released Capri's Fate on Sneak Peek Sunday


Capri and her best friend, Kat. are chatting in an Irish pub.
Kat leaned over toward me. Her breath smelled like cream ale. "So, what was it like?"
"The sex?"
"No, the nipple clamps. I really wanted to buy a pair."
"Kat." I fell back against the chair and rubbed my face. "I just told you I met a Fate and had incredible beach sex and all you got out of it was I own nipple clamps."
A frigid chill ran down my back. I glanced up. Every male in the bar was staring at me. Most had that stupid, horny grin on their faces. Why? Because the second I said, I own nipple clamps, the room went dead silent and everyone heard me.
So I did what any self-respecting but totally humiliated woman would do, I ordered another beer.
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Published on April 27, 2013 21:00
April 25, 2013
Release Day - Capri's Fate on Erotic Notions
What's a woman to do when a voice follows her home and makes mad, passionate love to her?
My fourth novel has been born. Capri's Fate

Corporate business woman, Capricious Gray, is dragged to a sex toy convention by her best friend. Once a shocking, mysterious disembodied voice helps her with her purchases, it follows her home. Passion ensues, leaving Capri torn between lust for her fantasy lover and the desperate need for reality in her life.
Thall, son of one of the Fates, harbors the irrepressible need to be with the woman he's desired from afar for years. In order to make her his, once and for all, he must help Capri get past her fears, including the fear of what he represents - a fantasy.
Can fantasy become a reality for these two lovers?
For a free read – click Capri's Fate tab at top of blog.
So far it's available at these locations – more to come. https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/309990 https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-capri039sfate-1172391-140.html
Published on April 25, 2013 21:00
April 20, 2013
Erotic Notions puts Capri's Fate on Sneak Peek Sunday

From my - going to be released if I ever get my edits done - Capri's Fate.

Capri's best friend, Kat, dragged her to a sex toy convention, which has pulled Capri out of her comfort zone.
"Well then, let's start with dildos. Every girl's best friend." Patsy led us toward a shelf covered with phallic pieces of all sizes and colors. She began her sales pitch by picking up a largest penis I have ever seen. "This is our best seller, Mr. Monster Dong, guaranteed to drive you to new heights of sexual satisfaction. This fat boy starts at eight inches and gets bigger so you experience the feel of a really big cock. And best of all, this bad boy never goes soft! The three pages of instructions, which give a wide range of self-satisfying suggestions, are included."
I thought Kat was going to have an orgasm on the spot. She squealed three times during the description and practically ripped the thing from the woman's hands.
"If you are into the more sensuous." She picked up a glass dildo. "This little baby is called A Woman's Delight. The latest in the glass line. Its ridges and g-spot teasers are designed to heat up your playtime. I know what you're thinking, but it's completely non-porous, so it stays germ-free."
"No. No." I waved my hand at it. "I'm more worried it'll break. I mean it's glass. And…uh…where it's supposed to go…I mean…um…"Puul-lease beam me out of here, Scotty.
She patted my shoulder. "They're built really strong, dearie."
"Oh, good." My smile was a pathetic little one, but it was the best I could do.
Not available yet - but my editor and I are working on it!
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Published on April 20, 2013 21:00
April 19, 2013
Lindy S. Hudis and The S and M Cub on Erotic Notions

The S & M ClubLindy S. Hudis
Two beautiful women explore the sadistic and sensual world of bondage and discipline at an exclusive Los Angeles underground bondage club. Devon is a Mistress, Desiree is a novice Submissive. When Devon meets Desiree sparks fly between them as they embark into uncharted territory—each other. Devon makes Desiree an offer she can’t refuse—to travel around the world living out all of her sexual fantasies. But first things first. They have to get to know each other and find out their deepest desires. In this first installment—fantasy and reality blend as Devon and Desiree share their erotic exploits and naughty secrets.

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Lindy S. Hudis is a graduate of New York University’s Tisch School of the Arts, where she studied drama. She is a former actress, having appeared on such television shows as “Sunset Beach” and “Married with Children”. Her romantic murder mystery, Weekends, is currently available from Lachesis Publishing. She is also a filmmaker, her independent short film “The Lesson”, which she wrote, produced and directed, screened at the Seattle Underground Film Festival. She is co-owner of an independent production company called Impact Motion Pictures. She and her husband Steve, a Hollywood stuntman, have just completed the screenplay adaptation of Charmaine Hammond’s best selling book, “On Toby’s Terms.” She lives in California with her family.
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Published on April 19, 2013 05:41
April 17, 2013
Sylvia Ryan and Being Amber on Erotic Notions

Tell us 6 things about yourself.1. I am independent,
2. And submissive.
3. I am hopelessly in love, 4. And deeply devoted to my husband. 5. I am a survivor, 6. And now help others to survive.
Was there a moment when you first thought "I'm a writer."?It hasn’t happened yet, but I think it’s starting to sink in and become more...’real’. My fifth manuscript, Being Sapphire, has just been accepted for publication, and that is mind-blowing to me. I’m beginning to realize the first few books weren’t a fluke. So, yeah, I’m just now starting to think of myself as a writer.
What genre(s) do you write in?My First two books were in the erotic romance/ménage/dystopian genres. This new release, Being Amber is erotic romance as well, but with a heave emphasis on BDSM.
Have many books have you written? List names of published books?Saved by One, Shared by Two (Siren Publishing, 2011)Seduced by Three (Siren Publishing, 2012)Being Amber (Lyrical Press, April 2013)Friday Afternoon (Lyrical Press, Expected release Sept. 2013)Being Sapphire (Lyrical Press, Expected release Feb. 2014)
What is your favourite moment in the story (one that doesn’t give away any secrets)One of my favorite moments of Being Amber is a conversation the hero, Xander, has with his mother. She gives him a different perspective, sets him straight and changes his mind about absolutely everything. The scene is sweet and meaningful and shows even a totally stubborn alpha male listens to his mom.
Plotter or a pantster? Why does this work best for you? I am one hundred percent pantster, only following a general idea in my head of how I want the story to play out.
Have any of your characters ever been based on people you knew from real life?Yes, and no...I’m a social worker by profession and I’ve met a lot of fascinating people through the years. I’ve dug into people’s heads, understood their thinking processes, what their everyday life looks like, and shared their pain. That’s a lot of intense stories and interesting characters that after so many years get boiled down to a vast database of human behavior. So, I wouldn’t say that any of my characters are based strictly on another person. More like they’re based on thousands of people.
Favourite ice cream – StrawberryDream vacation – A summer in GreeceLeast favourite food – Clams, Oysters, Mussels...anything in a shell.What super power would you like to be granted. Why? I would LOVE to be able to read minds. To me, this ultimate super power is the reason why books are so enthralling. For a little while, we get the ability to live another’s life, hear their thoughts. It’s the closest we can get to really being able to know what a person is thinking.

About the Author: As an avid reader, I’m always on the hunt for that next amazing story. Those unforgettable books with the perfect balance of action and passion are hard to find and even harder to write. My hope is that Being Amber has given readers a few hours of happiness while they savor the gradual discovery of each character and how their story unfolds. I usually fall in love with the hero and heroine in the books I write by the time I’ve written the last page. If I’ve done my job well, you’ve fallen in love, too. So many times I find myself not wanting a book to end. I crave more of the story, wanting to know what happens after the happily ever after. If you’re like me and want to read more about Xander and Jaci, the epilogue to Being Amber is posted on my website at www.RyanBooks.net. Stop in and find out how their story ultimately ends before moving on to Jordan’s story in Being Sapphire. And from the bottom of my heart, thank you for reading. Website
Excerpt: “Why didn’t you just let me die?” she whispered. “Because you’re mine to take care of now.” He leaned in close so that his lips were brushing her ear. “It’s okay to stumble and fall. I’ll be here to catch you. I’ll take care of you Jaci, I promise.” Xander squeezed the words out through a tight throat and then sat on the edge of the bed. He settled her in his lap and tucked her into him, wrapping his arms around her to keep her warm and let her know she was safe. After a few beats of stillness, Jaci started shaking her head. Almost imperceptibly at first, but within seconds, a sob escaped her. “I don’t want this. Let me die next time,” she cried. “Please. Please,” she sobbed. “I don’t want to feel like this. I don’t want to feel it anymore.” “That’s enough,” Xander growled. “I don’t want to hear any more of this. I’m going to take care of you, Jaci. I’ll help you chase the pain away. We’ll do it together.”
Don’t miss the epilogue to Being Amber and the GIVEAWAY for a kindle and other great swag posted on my website www.RyanBooks.net
Purchase Being Amber at: http://lyricalpress.com/being-amber also available at: www.amazon.com
Published on April 17, 2013 21:00
April 16, 2013
Laura DeLuca

Laura DeLuca


[image error]About the Author: Laura “Luna” DeLuca lives at the beautiful Jersey shore with her husband and four children. She loves writing in the young adult genre because it keeps her young at heart. In addition to writing fiction, Laura is also the sole author of a popular review blog called New Age Mama. She is an active member of her local pagan community, and has been studying Wicca for close to eight years. Visit her on her websites at http://authorlauradeluca.blogspot.com or http://newagemama.blogspot.com .
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Destiny Excerpt: Her eyes scanned the room, from the pale blue sofa to the bloody dent in the wall. But she didn’t need her eyes to know Darron was there. Her heart sensed his presence before her eyes saw him lying in a heap on the ground. His body shuttered with occasional spasms, and even though he wasn’t fully conscious, his lips were twisted in a grimace of pain. Uttering a gasp of surprise, Gabriella flew to his side. She knelt beside him, and choked back a sob as she took his hand in her own. She saw his chest rise and fall and was glad to know was alive, but she felt helpless as she watched his face contort in pain. She noticed something wet and sticky on her fingertips. She gently titled his head and saw a large gash that looked like it needed medical attention. The skin around the gash was so deeply bruised it looked almost black. “Darron, what happened to you?” He didn’t move or reply. Gabriella moved her hand from the cut on his forehead, and her fingers dripped with blood. She bit her lower lip with fear. She knew enough about head injuries to know that the wound could be serious. She grabbed a few tissues from a box on the coffee table, and tried to apply pressure to the wound, but it was useless. The tissues were soaked through in seconds. “Darron?” She squeezed his hand, and fought back tears of fear and frustration. “Darron, please open your eyes. Please be all right!” He squirmed and groaned a little in response. Looking at his contorted features, Gabriella felt incompetent and useless. She didn’t know what to do to help him. The cut must need stitches. The blood was gushing through her fingertips, and she was sure his life was slipping away just as quickly. More than anything, Gabriella wanted to help Darron, to end his suffering. Her thoughts, her desperation, caused something deep inside of her to stir. Something that had long been napping was awoken. The power she had fought so hard to deny was forcing its way to the surface. This time she didn’t struggle against that power. Her instinct to hide from it was finally overcome by the thought of losing someone else she cared about.
Gabriella was pulling strength and warmth from the earth, as though her legs were tree roots taking nourishment from the element. A tingling sensation began in the tips of her toes and spread slowly though her body as she breathed in the essence of the element of air. Her blood flowed and grew warm, the element of water, bringing the power to the surface. She was overcome by a vigorous strength as she envisioned her spirit encircled by the element of fire. She felt so powerful that she thought she could stop the world from churning if that was what she wished. Gabriella focused the power, remembering for a moment her mother’s lessons. She looked down at her battered friend. She willed him to open his eyes and look at her. She demanded it of him. Gabriella would have thought it was impossible, but she felt herself grow warmer. Her face dripped with perspiration. The power within her reached a climax. Then finally, when she thought she might burst, she felt the energy release. It seeped through her fingers, and shined with an illumination that only she could see. She heard herself chanting unfamiliar words, and scarcely recognized her own voice. “By the power of earth, water, fire and air, Heal this man who’s in my care. Goddess, hear your daughter’s plea. As I will it, so mote it be!” Gabriella repeated the words three times. Three was the number of power. Then she watched as the wound on Darron’s forehead healed before her eyes, becoming smaller and smaller, until finally it was gone. The blood was still warm and sticky, but beneath the blood, the skin was smooth and unmarred. Even the horrible bruise had vanished. Gabriella stared in open astonishment, marveling at the work she had done.
Destiny Unveiled Excerpt: After collecting the offering from his followers, the leader returned to the center of the circle and the waiting initiate. With one quick motion, he sliced open his own palm. He held his hand over the cup, letting his blood drip slowly into the chalice, until the wound miraculously healed before Darron's startled eyes. When the chalice was full, he carried it to the eager initiate who took the cup firmly into his hands and tilted it towards his lips. "As this blood makes you one with our flesh, so your soul follows to become one with the darkness," the English voice intoned. As the initiate drained the last of the liquid in the chalice, his hood fell away, revealing a blonde ponytail pulled back over a pale white face, made even paler by the outline of bright red blood around his lips. Darron watched in stunned, horrified silence as his own face turned to meet his gaze. Eyes turned as black as coals stared back at Darron with a grim smile of satisfaction. "Rise Darron," the leader commanded. And as he spoke, he lifted the hood from his head. Rise brother of the Dark Coven."
Published on April 16, 2013 21:00
April 15, 2013
Lia Davis and A Tiger's Claim on Erotic Notions

A Tiger’s Claim Ashwood Falls: Book One Lia Davis
As the Alpha’s only daughter Shayna Andrews has always been treated like a rare gem, protected like royalty, and she’s suffocating. Her longing to be independent has driven her to sneak out one evening after dinner. After relishing in being able to run free without an escort, she finds herself face-to-face with the enemy, miles from home, and nearly loses her life until a lone wolf comes to her aid. Travis Hunter’s main objective is to destroy the Onyx Pack—a group of drug using, murdering rogue shifters. His seek-and-destroy plans are put on hold when he rescues a female from a brutal attack. The beautifully exotic tiger shifter, Shayna, stirs a passion he thought died with his long-lost mate. When Shay’s first heat cycle slams into her, Travis has no choice but to submit to her needs—and his own. But there is always a price to sleeping with the Pack princess. Not only will they have to face her Pack, Shay and Travis will have to deal with a mating that is beyond a single night and could have consequences more than either of them had thought. And when Travis finds out Shay wears the enemy’s brand, things will go from bad to worse. Warning: One alpha female who doesn't take no for an answer, a wolf with more on the line than just his heart, and a combustible attraction that's sure to cause more than one sweaty night.

Authors Bio: Lia Davis is a mother to two young adults and two very special kitties, a wife to her soul mate, a paranormal romance author, graphic designer, and co-owner to Fated Desires Publishing, LLC. She and her family live in Northeast Florida battling hurricanes and very humid summers. But it’s her home and she loves it! An accounting major, Lia has always been a dreamer with a very activity imagination. The wheels in her head never stop. She ventured into the world of writing and publishing in 2008 and loves it more than she imagined. Writing and designing are stress relievers that allow her to go off in her corner of the house and enter into another world that she created, leaving real life where it belongs. Her favorite things are spending time with family, traveling, reading, writing, chocolate, coffee, nature and hanging out with her kitties. Author website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads | G+
Published on April 15, 2013 21:00