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March 1, 2016
Thank you for inviting me to your blog today to celebrate...
Thank you for inviting me to your blog today to celebrate my new release with Hot Ink Press, erotic paranormal romance, 'Deep Dream.'This story concept was originally formed for a proposed series. Now it has been completed revised, lengthened, and re-edited for Hot Ink Press.
Essentially a vampire erotic romance, it also has threads of magic, and taking place in New Orleans, it's set in a music club/rock club, the mysterious StarZ.
Ethan Ross, the vampire hero, has been in New Orleans since his girlfriend and sire, dumped him in 1922. He's used to the weird undercurrents of the city and now works in StarZ that caters to the supernatural folks. His band, Deep Dream, play there. He's tasked with taking care of the 'ordinary humans' that arrive in the club and he does this happily ...
With a broken heart to heal Ethan swore off love long ago ... that is until starry eyed Anna Prideaux wanders into his life. Then sparks start to fly ...
Read an excerpt
She watched him disappear into the gloom. Anna stood and scooped her phone from the counter. She glanced around to check who might be watching her. When it looked like no one was, she quickly followed Marcus. She quickened her pace as she lost sight of him in the swirling mist at the back of the club’s main room. Marcus disappeared.
When she reached where she’d last seen him a shiver spiked up her back. The mist was freezing cold, the air thick with potent. Anna turned away as a weird fear gripped her. She practically ran back to the bar, weaving through the groups of patrons, and muttering, “Sorry,” as she knocked into one, splashed the drink from the glass of another, until she stood in front of Ethan.
His gaze mesmerized her. She wasn’t even sure she actually heard his voice, but somehow he soothed her.
“Anna, it’s time you went home now. You want to go home. You have work to do transcribing the interview with the band. Everything’s fine.”
She smiled at him. “I’m off now. Thank you for answering my questions. Thank Marcus for me. He left.” She gestured toward where she’d run from. A flutter of fear rose in her stomach and then Ethan was leaning forward, his blue eyes capturing her so that she dreamily froze to soak up his low voiced words.
“Goodnight, Anna.”She left the club happily, a faraway feeling carrying her along ...©Elodie Parkes Hot Ink Press 2016
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About ElodieI’m a writer who is in love with happy endings. Currently based in the UK but thinking about joining the next flock of birds I see heading south for the winter.I love: music, art, flowers, trees, the ocean...I work with antiques by day and words by night.Like a vampire, darkness is my friend, that’s when the silence is only broken by an occasional hoot of owls in the woodlands opposite my current home, and I write.Find me:Blog Facebook FB2 Twitter Tsu Tumblr ManicReadersGoogle + G+ Pinterest YouTube Amazon USA Amazon UK
February 28, 2016
EssentialsTitle: Dark BeastAuthor: Alexa SinclairePublish...
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Title: Dark Beast
Author: Alexa Sinclaire
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Release Date: February 9th, 2015
Genre & Length: M/F Erotic Romance Novella
Blurb
Scarred and bitter, all former soldier Kieran Thomson wants is a wife, a beautiful bride he can control and manipulate. And use for really hot sex. He isn’t supposed to fall for her. He isn’t supposed to actually care about her. He just wants to lock her up in a gilded cage and use her for his own pleasure. But when she finds a way past his barriers with her sensual touch, Kieran realizes he must either set her free or let her into his heart.
Despite being ignored and shunned by her family, Josephine Richmond is willing to protect them at any cost. Even if it means marrying a man she’s only just met. They say he’s a beast, scarred inside and out. She knows she should be afraid, she knows she should hate him for trapping her, but she can’t. Unable to resist her attraction to her husband, Josephine’s determined to make the marriage work. Especially when she has her own secret scars that only Kieran seems able to heal.
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Excerpt
Looking down at the petrified Josephine, Kieran rationally understood why she was nervous, but he didn’t care. Not one tiny bit.
The woman was an adult, after all. She wasn’t being forced—maybe ‘manipulated’ was the word—into the marriage. To hold back the feeling of pity creeping into his conscience, he remembered the look on her face when she saw his scars at their one meeting before the wedding. The repulsed reaction was just like all those women before her who trembled at his disfiguration, and reminded him that like those vapid bimbos, she was as superficial as them.
It was the main reason he felt little guilt in picking her purely based on looks. She’d been stunning as a sixteen-year-old girl and now six years later, she’d grown into her body and was absolutely beautiful. Her figure was something out of a 1950s pinup: smooth curves and dips, filling out in all the right places. Unbelievably fuckable.
Her skin was porcelain smooth with a few freckles across the bridge of her nose that looked a bit out a place on her alabaster skin yet gave her something unique. But it was her mouth that really killed him: luscious and pink, with a distinct curve along the upper lip that he wanted to lick. They looked permanently swollen and ever since their brief meeting to discuss the prenuptial agreement, he’d spend many a night imagining those lips wrapped around his hard cock. At least that hadn’t been damaged by the landmine.
Josephine’s innocence practically radiated off of her. Her father had informed Kieran that she’d attended a strict boarding school before returning home and now attended college through an online-learning program. Considering her father’s social standing, her isolation seemed suspect, but Kieran didn’t let himself dwell on it too much.
Kieran watched her lips now as she began to speak the words that committed her to the marriage. Committed her to him.
“I-I-I do.” The tremor in her voice was audible.
It was now time to kiss the bride, he heard the priest inform them, and he waited for the moment of revulsion to cross Josephine’s face as she turned to face him, just as it had two weeks ago. But all he saw was slight trepidation as she looked up into his eyes. Her gaze didn’t even wander across his face and onto the scars. She remained looking up at Kieran, focusing intently on his own hazel eyes. Why wasn’t she recoiling?
Irritated by the feelings of confusion her stoic stare caused in him, he wrapped one arm around her waist, whilst grasping the other behind her neck, and firmly pulled her flush against him. Leaning down, he smashed his lips against her perfect mouth. He stiffened as he felt her small hands grasp his biceps.
Kieran expected her to subtly try and push him off her, but inside she melted into his arms. Not only was she not pushing him away, she seemed to be willingly letting him draw her small, soft body against his own. She didn’t even stiffen in his grasp. Her hips pressed against him and as he pulled away from her mouth, he heard a faint sigh escape from her lush lips.
Almost as if she’d enjoyed it.
Aware of their location, he willed himself to step back. He released his wife from his grasp but moved to grasp her hand and turned to walk out of the church. Kieran glanced over at her, amazed to see that a flush had spread across her cheeks and neck. As if she’d relished his touch. No, it was impossible to think that she was anything but repulsed by him. After all, he was a monster.
Nothing more than a beast.
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Email: alexasinclairewrites@gmail.comWebsite: http://www.alexasinclaireauthor.comTw... https://twitter.com/AlexaSinclaireFac... https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?... http://alexasinclaire.tumblr.com/
About Alexa Sinclaire
Alexa Sinclaire writes erotic romance: the hotter the better. Originally from the East Coast, she now lives in England with her very own Alpha male British husband.
EssentialsTitle: Dark Beast Author: Alexa Sinclaire Publ...
Essentials
Title: Dark Beast
Author: Alexa Sinclaire
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Release Date: February 9th, 2015
Genre & Length: M/F Erotic Romance Novella
Blurb
Scarred and bitter, all former soldier Kieran Thomson wants is a wife, a beautiful bride he can control and manipulate. And use for really hot sex. He isn’t supposed to fall for her. He isn’t supposed to actually care about her. He just wants to lock her up in a gilded cage and use her for his own pleasure. But when she finds a way past his barriers with her sensual touch, Kieran realizes he must either set her free or let her into his heart.
Despite being ignored and shunned by her family, Josephine Richmond is willing to protect them at any cost. Even if it means marrying a man she’s only just met. They say he’s a beast, scarred inside and out. She knows she should be afraid, she knows she should hate him for trapping her, but she can’t. Unable to resist her attraction to her husband, Josephine’s determined to make the marriage work. Especially when she has her own secret scars that only Kieran seems able to heal.
Purchase Links
Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/da... http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Beast-Naug... http://www.amazon.co.uk/Dark-Beast-Na... http://www.amazon.ca/Dark-Beast-Naugh...
Excerpt
Looking down at the petrified Josephine, Kieran rationally understood why she was nervous, but he didn’t care. Not one tiny bit.
The woman was an adult, after all. She wasn’t being forced—maybe ‘manipulated’ was the word—into the marriage. To hold back the feeling of pity creeping into his conscience, he remembered the look on her face when she saw his scars at their one meeting before the wedding. The repulsed reaction was just like all those women before her who trembled at his disfiguration, and reminded him that like those vapid bimbos, she was as superficial as them.
It was the main reason he felt little guilt in picking her purely based on looks. She’d been stunning as a sixteen-year-old girl and now six years later, she’d grown into her body and was absolutely beautiful. Her figure was something out of a 1950s pinup: smooth curves and dips, filling out in all the right places. Unbelievably fuckable.
Her skin was porcelain smooth with a few freckles across the bridge of her nose that looked a bit out a place on her alabaster skin yet gave her something unique. But it was her mouth that really killed him: luscious and pink, with a distinct curve along the upper lip that he wanted to lick. They looked permanently swollen and ever since their brief meeting to discuss the prenuptial agreement, he’d spend many a night imagining those lips wrapped around his hard cock. At least that hadn’t been damaged by the landmine.
Josephine’s innocence practically radiated off of her. Her father had informed Kieran that she’d attended a strict boarding school before returning home and now attended college through an online-learning program. Considering her father’s social standing, her isolation seemed suspect, but Kieran didn’t let himself dwell on it too much.
Kieran watched her lips now as she began to speak the words that committed her to the marriage. Committed her to him.
“I-I-I do.” The tremor in her voice was audible.
It was now time to kiss the bride, he heard the priest inform them, and he waited for the moment of revulsion to cross Josephine’s face as she turned to face him, just as it had two weeks ago. But all he saw was slight trepidation as she looked up into his eyes. Her gaze didn’t even wander across his face and onto the scars. She remained looking up at Kieran, focusing intently on his own hazel eyes. Why wasn’t she recoiling?
Irritated by the feelings of confusion her stoic stare caused in him, he wrapped one arm around her waist, whilst grasping the other behind her neck, and firmly pulled her flush against him. Leaning down, he smashed his lips against her perfect mouth. He stiffened as he felt her small hands grasp his biceps.
Kieran expected her to subtly try and push him off her, but inside she melted into his arms. Not only was she not pushing him away, she seemed to be willingly letting him draw her small, soft body against his own. She didn’t even stiffen in his grasp. Her hips pressed against him and as he pulled away from her mouth, he heard a faint sigh escape from her lush lips.
Almost as if she’d enjoyed it.
Aware of their location, he willed himself to step back. He released his wife from his grasp but moved to grasp her hand and turned to walk out of the church. Kieran glanced over at her, amazed to see that a flush had spread across her cheeks and neck. As if she’d relished his touch. No, it was impossible to think that she was anything but repulsed by him. After all, he was a monster.
Nothing more than a beast.
Social Media & Contact
Email: alexasinclairewrites@gmail.comWebsite: http://www.alexasinclaireauthor.comTw... https://twitter.com/AlexaSinclaireFac... https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?... http://alexasinclaire.tumblr.com/
About Alexa Sinclaire
Alexa Sinclaire writes erotic romance: the hotter the better. Originally from the East Coast, she now lives in England with her very own Alpha male British husband.
February 26, 2016
Released as a part of Forbidden Love line from Torquere P...
Released as a part of Forbidden Love line from Torquere Press, Where the Heart Belongs tells the story of two brothers Zach and Drew with their unnatural relationship. When something terrible happens to Zach, an African American FBI Agent, Eugene Harris comes into the picture adding more complications. This is #1 of the Triangle Series.
Where the Heart BelongsBy: Iyana Jenna Published By: Torquere Press Published: Feb 03, 2016Word Count: 8,200 Heat Index
BlurbHis brother slash boyfriend, Drew is leaving him. It makes Zach unaware of his surrounding and a hate-crime psycho takes him off guard. He is kidnapped and tortured. Zach is saved by the FBI and as a surviving witness, he is brought to stay with FBI Agent Eugene Harris. Gradually, Eugene gets to know Zach. He should have been disgusted, but instead, all he wants is comfort Zach. Will Zach accept that Drew is not coming back? Will Eugene finally have the gut to tell Zach how he feels?
Excerpt“Come with me, Zach.” "Hush..." Zach whispered. He wanted to treasure the moment as much as he could but it was him who pulled back first. “Let’s go,” he said harshly. “You will miss your bus.” His heart bled at how Drew stared at him in confusion, hurt in his eyes. But he knew he had to let go now or he would never be able to. He helped Drew with his bags and grasped Drew’s jacket sleeve, hugging him tight and kissing him again, not caring who might be watching. Drew clung onto him just like he used to during those cold nights whenever they were alone in a motel room, and squeezed him for the last time, pulling back. Their eyes met. “I’ll come back for you.” Long after the bus was gone, Zach was still standing at the bus station, his heart heavy. Drew was his brother and his lover. Zach realized the unnatural nature of their relationship, but he couldn't bring himself to care. They only had each other in their lives. Zach remembered one night. He had been nine at that time and Drew had been five. Rain had been pouring down the Earth for like hours now but there was no sign of stopping from the sound of it. Zach shot a wary gaze to the wide window and the thin lacey curtains covering it—a useless thing in his humble opinion—they could not stop him and Drew from staring right through the rain, let alone from the thunder and lightning that cracked almost every five minutes. Alone only with little Drew in their small apartment—their father had yet to return, Zach did not dare shut his eyes even for a second. Not in this weather. Not when closing his eyes meant letting Drew out of his sight, although the kid was curled up right here with him, never far from his embrace.
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Where the Heart BelongsBy: Iyana Jenna Published By: Torquere Press Published: Feb 03, 2016Word Count: 8,200 Heat Index
BlurbHis brother slash boyfriend, Drew is leaving him. It makes Zach unaware of his surrounding and a hate-crime psycho takes him off guard. He is kidnapped and tortured. Zach is saved by the FBI and as a surviving witness, he is brought to stay with FBI Agent Eugene Harris. Gradually, Eugene gets to know Zach. He should have been disgusted, but instead, all he wants is comfort Zach. Will Zach accept that Drew is not coming back? Will Eugene finally have the gut to tell Zach how he feels?
Excerpt“Come with me, Zach.” "Hush..." Zach whispered. He wanted to treasure the moment as much as he could but it was him who pulled back first. “Let’s go,” he said harshly. “You will miss your bus.” His heart bled at how Drew stared at him in confusion, hurt in his eyes. But he knew he had to let go now or he would never be able to. He helped Drew with his bags and grasped Drew’s jacket sleeve, hugging him tight and kissing him again, not caring who might be watching. Drew clung onto him just like he used to during those cold nights whenever they were alone in a motel room, and squeezed him for the last time, pulling back. Their eyes met. “I’ll come back for you.” Long after the bus was gone, Zach was still standing at the bus station, his heart heavy. Drew was his brother and his lover. Zach realized the unnatural nature of their relationship, but he couldn't bring himself to care. They only had each other in their lives. Zach remembered one night. He had been nine at that time and Drew had been five. Rain had been pouring down the Earth for like hours now but there was no sign of stopping from the sound of it. Zach shot a wary gaze to the wide window and the thin lacey curtains covering it—a useless thing in his humble opinion—they could not stop him and Drew from staring right through the rain, let alone from the thunder and lightning that cracked almost every five minutes. Alone only with little Drew in their small apartment—their father had yet to return, Zach did not dare shut his eyes even for a second. Not in this weather. Not when closing his eyes meant letting Drew out of his sight, although the kid was curled up right here with him, never far from his embrace.
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February 24, 2016
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February 22, 2016
Thank youso much for having me on your blog with my Naugh...
Thank youso much for having me on your blog with my Naughty Fairytale, The Dragon in theStone, which is an erotic twist on Beauty and the Beast.
I alwayssay I find inspiration in all sorts of places and this story is no exception.
The ideafirst came to me during a walk with my kids last summer. As we were meanderingpast the stream in one of our local parks, my ten year old daughter piped up.
“Lookmummy, that’s the stone that looks like a dragon.”
She pointedtoward a rock formation that made up one side. Now, I’ll be honest I didn’t seea dragon, just rock, lol, but she was adamant it was a dragon. As were theother kids, when they looked.
So, it gotme thinking about this girl who sees the dragon in the stone. The idea wasborn, and when the lovely Rhonda in my reader Group, The RavDor Chicks asked meto write dragon story… the rest is history as they say. J
The Dragonin the Stone was my NaNoWriMo effort last year, and you know with the awesomeGary Taylor as my visual inspiration for Lord Drorgan, my fingers flew.
You cancheck out my Pinterest board for this story here: https://uk.pinterest.com/dorisoconnor/the-dragon-in-the-stone/
Not only did I win NaNoWriMo, but I had the story submitted andaccepted by the end of November, something of a record for me, I tell you. Andthat was with me wanting to bash Dorgan’s and Rhonda’s heads together, at time.They’re as stubborn as each other, and I was beginning to despair that theyever would get it together. When they do… well, he’s a dragon and things getHAWT in an entirely different way.
*winks*
I lovedwriting these two, and I hope my readers will too.
Blurb:
~Editor’sPick~
Penance needs to be paid come what may…
Several Centuries ago Drorgan was cursed into stone. Every twenty five years heis given one night and one day to find the woman willing to accept him in bothforms.
It's the price to pay for his past behavior.
As a lost, lonely little girl Rhonda Butterbaugh was rescued by the dragon inthe stone and she has never forgotten her fierce protector. It sparked herfascination with all things dragon. If only they were real. There are no suchthings as fairytales, however.
When she is attacked on her way home, and wakes up in a cursed magic castle,complete with a fierce dragon shifting lord, her life takes a turn for thesurreal.
Determined to break the curse and rescue Drorgan and his kin, she hasn’tcounted on Drorgan’s resistance.
Dragons aren’t supposed to be noble.
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Adult Excerpt:She’d have that cute creasebetween her brows, screw up her nose and stick her tongue out as sheconcentrated on her task. Thoughts of her tongue sweeping across her lips, andher teeth no doubt sinking into the soft flesh, made his morning wood turn to stone.Without even thinking about his actions he took his rock hard dick in hand andstroked lazily up and down the shaft, while his hungry gaze roamed over thecurve of her ass. The fire flared to life, rendering her shift transparent, andhe fisted his erection faster, seeing the darkened cleft of her ass cheeks.His dragon roared to life withthe need to claim his woman, and Rhonda gasped and whipped around to face him.While the action hid her far too enticing ass from his view, it exposed herheavy breasts. The nipples hardened under his intense stare, and he couldclearly make out the darker color of the surrounding areola through the fabriccovering. It made his mouth water with the need to taste, as did the restlessway his girl shifted from foot to foot. The increasing wetness he sensedbetween her legs wrenched a growl from him, and the most delightful blushspread over Rhonda’s pale skin.Her breathing sped up and herpupils dilated, and she’d taken several involuntary steps toward him before sherealized what she was doing. Shaking her head she frowned as though surprisedat her actions, and Drorgan grinned. The fact that she responded like that tohim without any coercion on his part spoke volumes of their connection. Magda’s instructions rang in hisears, and despite his misgivings he couldn’t have put a stop to what washappening between them, if his life depended on it. It might be utterly selfishof him, but he was tired of fighting what he felt for the woman in front ofhim. He was so damn tired of being alone, and Rhonda was a grown woman, not achild. She’d had countless opportunities to flee, to reject him, and not oncehad she done so, so maybe he just needed to accept this … whatever this wouldturn out to be and go with it.The future was his for thetaking again, and God help him, he wanted Rhonda in that future, as his mate,his wife, and God willing one day the mother of his children.“You’re awake.”Her whispered words shook himout his self-examining thoughts, and kicking the rest of the sheets off, he letgo of his dick, and put his hands behind his head in a silent invitation.“Very awake in more ways than one, my little dragon,and in need of your attention.”He smirked when she gasped andlet her gaze roam all over his naked body. The way she was eating him alivewith her eyes, the way her breathing grew laborious, and her heart rate kickedinto overdrive … it made his cock jerk. Her gaze snared on that body part, andshe licked her lips. Right now in this moment it was the most erotic sightever, and Drorgan wished with all his might that those lips were wrapped aroundhis shaft.“Don’t let me stop you. Keep on walking over here,little dragon, and take what you so clearly want.”He held out his hand to her, andRhonda gave one of those cock hardening little mewls, that told him how turnedon she was.“I thought we were going to talk about…” His dragonsnarled his impatience, and she blanched, even as her sweet musk intensified.She sank her teeth into her bottom lip, wrapped her arms around herself, andher toes curled under as her thighs flexed.“We can talk if you want to, or I can take care ofthat ache in your cunt, while I fuck your mouth with my cock.” A strangledsound escaped his girl, and sitting up, Drorgan swung his legs off the side ofthe bed. He took a firm grasp of his cock and started to fist himself. Drops ofhis pre-cum appeared on the hugely swollen head of his dick, and he hissed hispleasure through his teeth as he swiped his thumb through the sticky evidence ofhis arousal and used the natural lubrication to slap his hand up and down hiscock.Pleasure built instantly fromthe base of his spine, and he grunted his approval when Rhonda’s hand strayedto her cunt.“Yes, fuck yourself on your fingers for me. Take thatblasted shift off, and let me see how wet you are. How much your cunt is achingfor my cock, and if you’re a very good girl you might even get to taste itsoon.”“God, yes.” Her strangled whisper reached his hearingover the roaring of his own blood, and he increased the motion of his hand onhis cock, as she fumbled with the ribbon holding her shift together.“So fucking beautiful.” He grunted the words, as hershift fell to the floor, and leaned forward better to see the flushed skin ondisplay for him. “Fondle your breasts and spread your legs, so that I can seemy cunt. That’s my girl.”Flames licked across his skin ashis dragon went wild, seeing Rhonda comply with his wishes so beautifully.Breaths seesawing out of her lungs she tugged on the tips of her pink nipples,until they elongated and hardened further. Her pussy lips opened as she spreadher legs, revealing the darker tissues contained within. Drenched in herjuices, her inner lips quivered and her little hole clenched, pushing more ofher arousal down the inside of her thighs.“You’re so fucking wet for me, girl. Tell me do youstill want to talk, or shall I show you what it means to be my mate?”
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Author bio
Doris is a writer ofsensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroineswho give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, TimeTravel, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories areguaranteed.Happily married forthe last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of ninein a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
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I alwayssay I find inspiration in all sorts of places and this story is no exception.
The ideafirst came to me during a walk with my kids last summer. As we were meanderingpast the stream in one of our local parks, my ten year old daughter piped up.
“Lookmummy, that’s the stone that looks like a dragon.”
She pointedtoward a rock formation that made up one side. Now, I’ll be honest I didn’t seea dragon, just rock, lol, but she was adamant it was a dragon. As were theother kids, when they looked.
So, it gotme thinking about this girl who sees the dragon in the stone. The idea wasborn, and when the lovely Rhonda in my reader Group, The RavDor Chicks asked meto write dragon story… the rest is history as they say. J
The Dragonin the Stone was my NaNoWriMo effort last year, and you know with the awesomeGary Taylor as my visual inspiration for Lord Drorgan, my fingers flew.
You cancheck out my Pinterest board for this story here: https://uk.pinterest.com/dorisoconnor/the-dragon-in-the-stone/
Not only did I win NaNoWriMo, but I had the story submitted andaccepted by the end of November, something of a record for me, I tell you. Andthat was with me wanting to bash Dorgan’s and Rhonda’s heads together, at time.They’re as stubborn as each other, and I was beginning to despair that theyever would get it together. When they do… well, he’s a dragon and things getHAWT in an entirely different way.
*winks*
I lovedwriting these two, and I hope my readers will too.
Blurb:
~Editor’sPick~
Penance needs to be paid come what may…
Several Centuries ago Drorgan was cursed into stone. Every twenty five years heis given one night and one day to find the woman willing to accept him in bothforms.
It's the price to pay for his past behavior.
As a lost, lonely little girl Rhonda Butterbaugh was rescued by the dragon inthe stone and she has never forgotten her fierce protector. It sparked herfascination with all things dragon. If only they were real. There are no suchthings as fairytales, however.
When she is attacked on her way home, and wakes up in a cursed magic castle,complete with a fierce dragon shifting lord, her life takes a turn for thesurreal.
Determined to break the curse and rescue Drorgan and his kin, she hasn’tcounted on Drorgan’s resistance.
Dragons aren’t supposed to be noble.
Buy it from Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-dragon-in-the-stone-by-doris-oconnor/
For all other buy links check thebook page: http://www.dorisoconnor.com/the-dragon-in-the-stone.html
Adult Excerpt:She’d have that cute creasebetween her brows, screw up her nose and stick her tongue out as sheconcentrated on her task. Thoughts of her tongue sweeping across her lips, andher teeth no doubt sinking into the soft flesh, made his morning wood turn to stone.Without even thinking about his actions he took his rock hard dick in hand andstroked lazily up and down the shaft, while his hungry gaze roamed over thecurve of her ass. The fire flared to life, rendering her shift transparent, andhe fisted his erection faster, seeing the darkened cleft of her ass cheeks.His dragon roared to life withthe need to claim his woman, and Rhonda gasped and whipped around to face him.While the action hid her far too enticing ass from his view, it exposed herheavy breasts. The nipples hardened under his intense stare, and he couldclearly make out the darker color of the surrounding areola through the fabriccovering. It made his mouth water with the need to taste, as did the restlessway his girl shifted from foot to foot. The increasing wetness he sensedbetween her legs wrenched a growl from him, and the most delightful blushspread over Rhonda’s pale skin.Her breathing sped up and herpupils dilated, and she’d taken several involuntary steps toward him before sherealized what she was doing. Shaking her head she frowned as though surprisedat her actions, and Drorgan grinned. The fact that she responded like that tohim without any coercion on his part spoke volumes of their connection. Magda’s instructions rang in hisears, and despite his misgivings he couldn’t have put a stop to what washappening between them, if his life depended on it. It might be utterly selfishof him, but he was tired of fighting what he felt for the woman in front ofhim. He was so damn tired of being alone, and Rhonda was a grown woman, not achild. She’d had countless opportunities to flee, to reject him, and not oncehad she done so, so maybe he just needed to accept this … whatever this wouldturn out to be and go with it.The future was his for thetaking again, and God help him, he wanted Rhonda in that future, as his mate,his wife, and God willing one day the mother of his children.“You’re awake.”Her whispered words shook himout his self-examining thoughts, and kicking the rest of the sheets off, he letgo of his dick, and put his hands behind his head in a silent invitation.“Very awake in more ways than one, my little dragon,and in need of your attention.”He smirked when she gasped andlet her gaze roam all over his naked body. The way she was eating him alivewith her eyes, the way her breathing grew laborious, and her heart rate kickedinto overdrive … it made his cock jerk. Her gaze snared on that body part, andshe licked her lips. Right now in this moment it was the most erotic sightever, and Drorgan wished with all his might that those lips were wrapped aroundhis shaft.“Don’t let me stop you. Keep on walking over here,little dragon, and take what you so clearly want.”He held out his hand to her, andRhonda gave one of those cock hardening little mewls, that told him how turnedon she was.“I thought we were going to talk about…” His dragonsnarled his impatience, and she blanched, even as her sweet musk intensified.She sank her teeth into her bottom lip, wrapped her arms around herself, andher toes curled under as her thighs flexed.“We can talk if you want to, or I can take care ofthat ache in your cunt, while I fuck your mouth with my cock.” A strangledsound escaped his girl, and sitting up, Drorgan swung his legs off the side ofthe bed. He took a firm grasp of his cock and started to fist himself. Drops ofhis pre-cum appeared on the hugely swollen head of his dick, and he hissed hispleasure through his teeth as he swiped his thumb through the sticky evidence ofhis arousal and used the natural lubrication to slap his hand up and down hiscock.Pleasure built instantly fromthe base of his spine, and he grunted his approval when Rhonda’s hand strayedto her cunt.“Yes, fuck yourself on your fingers for me. Take thatblasted shift off, and let me see how wet you are. How much your cunt is achingfor my cock, and if you’re a very good girl you might even get to taste itsoon.”“God, yes.” Her strangled whisper reached his hearingover the roaring of his own blood, and he increased the motion of his hand onhis cock, as she fumbled with the ribbon holding her shift together.“So fucking beautiful.” He grunted the words, as hershift fell to the floor, and leaned forward better to see the flushed skin ondisplay for him. “Fondle your breasts and spread your legs, so that I can seemy cunt. That’s my girl.”Flames licked across his skin ashis dragon went wild, seeing Rhonda comply with his wishes so beautifully.Breaths seesawing out of her lungs she tugged on the tips of her pink nipples,until they elongated and hardened further. Her pussy lips opened as she spreadher legs, revealing the darker tissues contained within. Drenched in herjuices, her inner lips quivered and her little hole clenched, pushing more ofher arousal down the inside of her thighs.“You’re so fucking wet for me, girl. Tell me do youstill want to talk, or shall I show you what it means to be my mate?”
****
Author bio
Doris is a writer ofsensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroineswho give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, TimeTravel, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories areguaranteed.Happily married forthe last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of ninein a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
Stalk her in these places
Website Reader Group Tsu Twitter Facebook Pinterest Evernight Publishing
Amazon All Romance E-Books BookStrand Barnes&Noble
Thank you so much for having me on your blog with my Naug...
Thank you so much for having me on your blog with my Naughty Fairytale, The Dragon in the Stone, which is an erotic twist on Beauty and the Beast.
I always say I find inspiration in all sorts of places and this story is no exception.
The idea first came to me during a walk with my kids last summer. As we were meandering past the stream in one of our local parks, my ten year old daughter piped up.
“Look mummy, that’s the stone that looks like a dragon.”
She pointed toward a rock formation that made up one side. Now, I’ll be honest I didn’t see a dragon, just rock, lol, but she was adamant it was a dragon. As were the other kids, when they looked.
So, it got me thinking about this girl who sees the dragon in the stone. The idea was born, and when the lovely Rhonda in my reader Group, The RavDor Chicks asked me to write dragon story… the rest is history as they say. J
The Dragon in the Stone was my NaNoWriMo effort last year, and you know with the awesome Gary Taylor as my visual inspiration for Lord Drorgan, my fingers flew.
You can check out my Pinterest board for this story here: https://uk.pinterest.com/dorisoconnor/the-dragon-in-the-stone/
Not only did I win NaNoWriMo, but I had the story submitted and accepted by the end of November, something of a record for me, I tell you. And that was with me wanting to bash Dorgan’s and Rhonda’s heads together, at time. They’re as stubborn as each other, and I was beginning to despair that they ever would get it together. When they do… well, he’s a dragon and things get HAWT in an entirely different way.
*winks*
I loved writing these two, and I hope my readers will too.
Blurb:
~Editor’s Pick~
Penance needs to be paid come what may…
Several Centuries ago Drorgan was cursed into stone. Every twenty five years he is given one night and one day to find the woman willing to accept him in both forms.
It's the price to pay for his past behavior.
As a lost, lonely little girl Rhonda Butterbaugh was rescued by the dragon in the stone and she has never forgotten her fierce protector. It sparked her fascination with all things dragon. If only they were real. There are no such things as fairytales, however.
When she is attacked on her way home, and wakes up in a cursed magic castle, complete with a fierce dragon shifting lord, her life takes a turn for the surreal.
Determined to break the curse and rescue Drorgan and his kin, she hasn’t counted on Drorgan’s resistance.
Dragons aren’t supposed to be noble.
Buy it from Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-dragon-in-the-stone-by-doris-oconnor/
For all other buy links check the book page: http://www.dorisoconnor.com/the-dragon-in-the-stone.html
Adult Excerpt:She’d have that cute crease between her brows, screw up her nose and stick her tongue out as she concentrated on her task. Thoughts of her tongue sweeping across her lips, and her teeth no doubt sinking into the soft flesh, made his morning wood turn to stone. Without even thinking about his actions he took his rock hard dick in hand and stroked lazily up and down the shaft, while his hungry gaze roamed over the curve of her ass. The fire flared to life, rendering her shift transparent, and he fisted his erection faster, seeing the darkened cleft of her ass cheeks.His dragon roared to life with the need to claim his woman, and Rhonda gasped and whipped around to face him. While the action hid her far too enticing ass from his view, it exposed her heavy breasts. The nipples hardened under his intense stare, and he could clearly make out the darker color of the surrounding areola through the fabric covering. It made his mouth water with the need to taste, as did the restless way his girl shifted from foot to foot. The increasing wetness he sensed between her legs wrenched a growl from him, and the most delightful blush spread over Rhonda’s pale skin.Her breathing sped up and her pupils dilated, and she’d taken several involuntary steps toward him before she realized what she was doing. Shaking her head she frowned as though surprised at her actions, and Drorgan grinned. The fact that she responded like that to him without any coercion on his part spoke volumes of their connection. Magda’s instructions rang in his ears, and despite his misgivings he couldn’t have put a stop to what was happening between them, if his life depended on it. It might be utterly selfish of him, but he was tired of fighting what he felt for the woman in front of him. He was so damn tired of being alone, and Rhonda was a grown woman, not a child. She’d had countless opportunities to flee, to reject him, and not once had she done so, so maybe he just needed to accept this … whatever this would turn out to be and go with it.The future was his for the taking again, and God help him, he wanted Rhonda in that future, as his mate, his wife, and God willing one day the mother of his children.“You’re awake.”Her whispered words shook him out his self-examining thoughts, and kicking the rest of the sheets off, he let go of his dick, and put his hands behind his head in a silent invitation.“Very awake in more ways than one, my little dragon, and in need of your attention.”He smirked when she gasped and let her gaze roam all over his naked body. The way she was eating him alive with her eyes, the way her breathing grew laborious, and her heart rate kicked into overdrive … it made his cock jerk. Her gaze snared on that body part, and she licked her lips. Right now in this moment it was the most erotic sight ever, and Drorgan wished with all his might that those lips were wrapped around his shaft.“Don’t let me stop you. Keep on walking over here, little dragon, and take what you so clearly want.”He held out his hand to her, and Rhonda gave one of those cock hardening little mewls, that told him how turned on she was.“I thought we were going to talk about…” His dragon snarled his impatience, and she blanched, even as her sweet musk intensified. She sank her teeth into her bottom lip, wrapped her arms around herself, and her toes curled under as her thighs flexed.“We can talk if you want to, or I can take care of that ache in your cunt, while I fuck your mouth with my cock.” A strangled sound escaped his girl, and sitting up, Drorgan swung his legs off the side of the bed. He took a firm grasp of his cock and started to fist himself. Drops of his pre-cum appeared on the hugely swollen head of his dick, and he hissed his pleasure through his teeth as he swiped his thumb through the sticky evidence of his arousal and used the natural lubrication to slap his hand up and down his cock.Pleasure built instantly from the base of his spine, and he grunted his approval when Rhonda’s hand strayed to her cunt.“Yes, fuck yourself on your fingers for me. Take that blasted shift off, and let me see how wet you are. How much your cunt is aching for my cock, and if you’re a very good girl you might even get to taste it soon.”“God, yes.” Her strangled whisper reached his hearing over the roaring of his own blood, and he increased the motion of his hand on his cock, as she fumbled with the ribbon holding her shift together.“So fucking beautiful.” He grunted the words, as her shift fell to the floor, and leaned forward better to see the flushed skin on display for him. “Fondle your breasts and spread your legs, so that I can see my cunt. That’s my girl.”Flames licked across his skin as his dragon went wild, seeing Rhonda comply with his wishes so beautifully. Breaths seesawing out of her lungs she tugged on the tips of her pink nipples, until they elongated and hardened further. Her pussy lips opened as she spread her legs, revealing the darker tissues contained within. Drenched in her juices, her inner lips quivered and her little hole clenched, pushing more of her arousal down the inside of her thighs.“You’re so fucking wet for me, girl. Tell me do you still want to talk, or shall I show you what it means to be my mate?”
****
Author bio
Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, Time Travel, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
Stalk her in these places
Website Reader Group Tsu Twitter Facebook Pinterest Evernight Publishing
Amazon All Romance E-Books BookStrand Barnes&Noble
I always say I find inspiration in all sorts of places and this story is no exception.
The idea first came to me during a walk with my kids last summer. As we were meandering past the stream in one of our local parks, my ten year old daughter piped up.
“Look mummy, that’s the stone that looks like a dragon.”
She pointed toward a rock formation that made up one side. Now, I’ll be honest I didn’t see a dragon, just rock, lol, but she was adamant it was a dragon. As were the other kids, when they looked.
So, it got me thinking about this girl who sees the dragon in the stone. The idea was born, and when the lovely Rhonda in my reader Group, The RavDor Chicks asked me to write dragon story… the rest is history as they say. J
The Dragon in the Stone was my NaNoWriMo effort last year, and you know with the awesome Gary Taylor as my visual inspiration for Lord Drorgan, my fingers flew.
You can check out my Pinterest board for this story here: https://uk.pinterest.com/dorisoconnor/the-dragon-in-the-stone/
Not only did I win NaNoWriMo, but I had the story submitted and accepted by the end of November, something of a record for me, I tell you. And that was with me wanting to bash Dorgan’s and Rhonda’s heads together, at time. They’re as stubborn as each other, and I was beginning to despair that they ever would get it together. When they do… well, he’s a dragon and things get HAWT in an entirely different way.
*winks*
I loved writing these two, and I hope my readers will too.
Blurb:
~Editor’s Pick~
Penance needs to be paid come what may…
Several Centuries ago Drorgan was cursed into stone. Every twenty five years he is given one night and one day to find the woman willing to accept him in both forms.
It's the price to pay for his past behavior.
As a lost, lonely little girl Rhonda Butterbaugh was rescued by the dragon in the stone and she has never forgotten her fierce protector. It sparked her fascination with all things dragon. If only they were real. There are no such things as fairytales, however.
When she is attacked on her way home, and wakes up in a cursed magic castle, complete with a fierce dragon shifting lord, her life takes a turn for the surreal.
Determined to break the curse and rescue Drorgan and his kin, she hasn’t counted on Drorgan’s resistance.
Dragons aren’t supposed to be noble.
Buy it from Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-dragon-in-the-stone-by-doris-oconnor/
For all other buy links check the book page: http://www.dorisoconnor.com/the-dragon-in-the-stone.html
Adult Excerpt:She’d have that cute crease between her brows, screw up her nose and stick her tongue out as she concentrated on her task. Thoughts of her tongue sweeping across her lips, and her teeth no doubt sinking into the soft flesh, made his morning wood turn to stone. Without even thinking about his actions he took his rock hard dick in hand and stroked lazily up and down the shaft, while his hungry gaze roamed over the curve of her ass. The fire flared to life, rendering her shift transparent, and he fisted his erection faster, seeing the darkened cleft of her ass cheeks.His dragon roared to life with the need to claim his woman, and Rhonda gasped and whipped around to face him. While the action hid her far too enticing ass from his view, it exposed her heavy breasts. The nipples hardened under his intense stare, and he could clearly make out the darker color of the surrounding areola through the fabric covering. It made his mouth water with the need to taste, as did the restless way his girl shifted from foot to foot. The increasing wetness he sensed between her legs wrenched a growl from him, and the most delightful blush spread over Rhonda’s pale skin.Her breathing sped up and her pupils dilated, and she’d taken several involuntary steps toward him before she realized what she was doing. Shaking her head she frowned as though surprised at her actions, and Drorgan grinned. The fact that she responded like that to him without any coercion on his part spoke volumes of their connection. Magda’s instructions rang in his ears, and despite his misgivings he couldn’t have put a stop to what was happening between them, if his life depended on it. It might be utterly selfish of him, but he was tired of fighting what he felt for the woman in front of him. He was so damn tired of being alone, and Rhonda was a grown woman, not a child. She’d had countless opportunities to flee, to reject him, and not once had she done so, so maybe he just needed to accept this … whatever this would turn out to be and go with it.The future was his for the taking again, and God help him, he wanted Rhonda in that future, as his mate, his wife, and God willing one day the mother of his children.“You’re awake.”Her whispered words shook him out his self-examining thoughts, and kicking the rest of the sheets off, he let go of his dick, and put his hands behind his head in a silent invitation.“Very awake in more ways than one, my little dragon, and in need of your attention.”He smirked when she gasped and let her gaze roam all over his naked body. The way she was eating him alive with her eyes, the way her breathing grew laborious, and her heart rate kicked into overdrive … it made his cock jerk. Her gaze snared on that body part, and she licked her lips. Right now in this moment it was the most erotic sight ever, and Drorgan wished with all his might that those lips were wrapped around his shaft.“Don’t let me stop you. Keep on walking over here, little dragon, and take what you so clearly want.”He held out his hand to her, and Rhonda gave one of those cock hardening little mewls, that told him how turned on she was.“I thought we were going to talk about…” His dragon snarled his impatience, and she blanched, even as her sweet musk intensified. She sank her teeth into her bottom lip, wrapped her arms around herself, and her toes curled under as her thighs flexed.“We can talk if you want to, or I can take care of that ache in your cunt, while I fuck your mouth with my cock.” A strangled sound escaped his girl, and sitting up, Drorgan swung his legs off the side of the bed. He took a firm grasp of his cock and started to fist himself. Drops of his pre-cum appeared on the hugely swollen head of his dick, and he hissed his pleasure through his teeth as he swiped his thumb through the sticky evidence of his arousal and used the natural lubrication to slap his hand up and down his cock.Pleasure built instantly from the base of his spine, and he grunted his approval when Rhonda’s hand strayed to her cunt.“Yes, fuck yourself on your fingers for me. Take that blasted shift off, and let me see how wet you are. How much your cunt is aching for my cock, and if you’re a very good girl you might even get to taste it soon.”“God, yes.” Her strangled whisper reached his hearing over the roaring of his own blood, and he increased the motion of his hand on his cock, as she fumbled with the ribbon holding her shift together.“So fucking beautiful.” He grunted the words, as her shift fell to the floor, and leaned forward better to see the flushed skin on display for him. “Fondle your breasts and spread your legs, so that I can see my cunt. That’s my girl.”Flames licked across his skin as his dragon went wild, seeing Rhonda comply with his wishes so beautifully. Breaths seesawing out of her lungs she tugged on the tips of her pink nipples, until they elongated and hardened further. Her pussy lips opened as she spread her legs, revealing the darker tissues contained within. Drenched in her juices, her inner lips quivered and her little hole clenched, pushing more of her arousal down the inside of her thighs.“You’re so fucking wet for me, girl. Tell me do you still want to talk, or shall I show you what it means to be my mate?”
****
Author bio
Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, Time Travel, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
Stalk her in these places
Website Reader Group Tsu Twitter Facebook Pinterest Evernight Publishing
Amazon All Romance E-Books BookStrand Barnes&Noble
February 20, 2016
RevealedWarriors of the Light 2by April ZyonPublished by ...
RevealedWarriors of the Light 2by April ZyonPublished by Evernight PublishingCover art by Jay Aheer (Simply Defined Art)
Blurb: Hector is a born warrior and protector. But in the war against evil, he cannot fight alone. While he has his brothers-in-arms by his side, a new element is necessary for this battle. That's when he finds Riley, and he realizes dreams can come true—even for one cursed to walk forever throughout time.
Riley Jensen is sensitive to lies—the lies others tell, and any she has ever tried to tell. Seeking out sanctuary behind thick walls is her only escape from the pain. Except now it appears she might be the hunted. Not one to sit back and wait, she goes on the offensive with the help of a powerful warrior.
As the danger grows thicker, lies will blend with truth. Only Riley can discern fact from fiction with her gift to keep all the warriors walking the true path.
This is a previously published work. It has been revised and edited for Evernight Publishing.
Be Warned: BDSM, spanking
Purchase Links: Amazon US | Amazon CA | Amazon UK | All Romance eBooks Bookstrand | Evernight Publishing Excerpt:He slid a finger down her cheek. “The bond is strong, especially when the woman you care for carries something so amazing and precious within. When she is your other, better half, you need to be close to her in the hope that some of that goodness will rub off on you and help to lighten the load we all carry.”
“And you’ve found her?” Damn him for making me ask. She leaned into his touch, all but purring when he stroked his finger down her cheek again. She was as close to him as she could possibly get, her hand resting lightly on his chest as she looked up at him. “Tell me,” she whispered. She had to know that she wasn’t alone in this feeling, that he was as attracted to her as she was to him.
“I did,” he answered. “She is an amazing beauty, a pure and kind soul, elegant, poised, and much too good for a warrior like me. She could have any man falling at her feet, yet she seems to have taken an interest in only one. For which I am grateful.”
“I have a feeling that she would move heaven and earth for you,” Riley admitted quietly, her face turned up to him as she spoke. Licking her lips, she all but shivered at the need that was in his eyes. “I really think you should kiss me again.”
“I think you may be right.” His arms came around her, pulling her up close to his chest, and his head lowered. But he didn’t kiss her immediately. Instead he brushed his nose over hers, then over her cheek. As the anticipation began to build to a nearly explosive point, he finally pressed his lips to hers in a hard, demanding kiss.
Riley gave in completely to his passion. She wrapped her arms around his neck. Her hands fisted into his hair. She shuddered and opened to him, his tongue brushing over hers before he took full control. He was dominating her in that moment, and she was fully willing to allow it to happen.
Hector’s arms tightened around her as he bent her back over an arm. One hand was soon up in her hair, holding it tight. His mouth devoured hers, and he let out a low growl that shot through her entire body.
Then his lips were gone, but his heavy and hard breathing was still a hot brush over her skin. “We should talk first,” he said, his voice not entirely steady.
Riley nodded and moved so that she could hug him. Her feet were off the ground, and he was keeping her up, but she was fine with that. She pulled back and smiled teasingly. “You running from this?”
He huffed out a breath. “It’s called a strategic retreat, for your information. It’s either that or I have you naked, on the table, with my cock buried inside of you, without a care for the fact that there’s someone else in the house with us. We need to talk before we do anything like that. You need to know what’s going on, and I made you a promise.” Stepping back, he grabbed one of her hands and tugged her up the stairs and down the hall to the room they would be sharing.
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February 18, 2016
The NØ Frat Clause - Naughty Office RomanceTemptation ......
The NØ Frat Clause - Naughty Office Romance
Temptation ... It's all around us ... the flesh is weak.
Haven't we all been tempted, at one time or another? Sometimes it's just too hard to be good.
Whether it's that rich chocolatey slab of cake alongside a cold glass of white milk while you're on a diet, or that drool-worthy musclebound guy at the gym who you can't seem to keep your greedy gaze from, or the gorgeous young intern, new to the firm, who just needs some good training.
Temptation doesn't obey the rules and though they try their best to fight it, Roger and Lexi, don't either in, The NØ Frat Clause
Blurb:
Fresh out of college, Lexi Wideman lands an entry level job at a lucrative recruiting firm. Only six months into her tenure, she’s offered a major promotion—executive assistant to Roger Kent, the company’s coveted corporate headhunter. Older, irresistible, and ruggedly handsome, Roger Kent turns her into a liquid pool of need with just one smoldering glance. But the opportunity is just too good to pass up this early in her career. Lexi must find a way to remain professional while panting after her boss.
Roger Kent is thrown off guard when the company execs all of a sudden decide he needs an assistant. Perhaps he does, but Lexi Wideman is not the girl for him. She's smart, young, and gorgeous. It's hard enough trying to keep his eyes off her. Working in such close proximity, day after day, it would only be a matter of time before his hands followed.
So much for the No Frat Policy.
I hope you enjoy this naughty tease. A little Love in an Elevator...(sorry, I just got that song stuck in your head for the rest of the day).
Excerpt:
All of a sudden the lights flickered once again, and the lift jerked.
Lexi grabbed my thigh in panic. “Oh God!”
Oh God was right. Any higher and she was going to get a rock-hard handful.
I wound my arms around her, and we held on as the elevator came to shuddering halt. The lights went out entirely, plunging us into complete darkness. The hydraulic hum of the mechanics powering down droned. Then there was silence except for the clicking of the cables.
“Ohhh …” Lexi said in alarm.
“It’s okay. Take it easy,” I reassured her. “The auxiliary lights should come on in a second when the generators kick in.” But seconds ticked by and nothing happened.
“What’s happening?” she asked, her voice warbling.
“Power outage from the storm I’d say. Guess you were right, we should have taken the stairs.”
“Oh boy.” I felt her take a deep shuddering breath. She shifted, centering her back to my chest, and relaxed into me. I tried to maintain some distance, but there was no help for it, with her perfect little ass snugged right up against my upper thighs. There was no way she missed the massive bulge in my pants. She tensed, but she didn’t pull away either.
I inhaled her familiar scent. Another bad idea. It was just as arousing as the rest of her. She smelled fanfuckingtastic.
Her breathing became erratic. I was afraid she was about to panic.
“We’re okay. Relax.” I ran my hands up and down her arms.
She melted into me.
“Do you have your cell phone?” I asked in a tight voice. “We could use it for light. And-or call for help. At least let someone know we’re in here.”
“No, I left mine at the office. You?”
“I think I tossed mine in the briefcase. It's down here by our feet somewhere.”
A ringing noise made us both jump.
I released her and groped in the dark until I found the little door containing the emergency phone. “Hello?” I answered in a clipped tone.
“What's your name, and how many are with you?” a gruff voice barked.
“Roger Kent. There are two of us. Myself and my assistant.”
“We're working on getting you down. Try not to panic.”
“All right, but can you do something about the auxiliary lighting?”
“The generators should engage anytime now. Sit tight.”
“Okay, we’ll sit tight. As if we have a choice,” I said as I hung up.
From the awkward way I'd been leaning, I straightened up slightly, rearranging my hips back into the corner. “We’re gonna be a while,” I said and reached for Lexi. It was pitch black. I couldn’t make out a goddamn thing. “Where'd ya go? Christ, it’s dark.”
“I'm searching for the cell.” Just then my palm made contact with a nicely rounded hip. Oh fuck, she was bent over in front of me. I followed the soft plump curve as she rooted through the briefcase. I closed my eyes and took long, slow inventory of her shapely backside. I stifled a groan, but it escaped as more of a grunt.
Slowly, she straightened and turned in my direction. The low light from my cell screen glowed, illuminating the space between us.
The tension between us was palpable. She stared at me. Her lips parted. I don’t know what she saw in my expression. One of us made a growling sound. I suspect it was me.
Simultaneously, she dropped the phone and reached for me as I grabbed for her. I sought her lips hungrily as the darkness enveloped us once more. She moaned something incoherent into my mouth.
In a wild frenzy, we nipped and sucked at each other’s mouths, our hands roamed free and greedily. My cock lengthened to painful proportions.
Lexi arched into me, her ample breasts pressing against my upper chest. She squirmed as I tried to gather her sweet backside in my greedy hands. Lifting her, I thrust my hips at her, leaving no doubt as to what I wanted.
In answer, she pressed her pelvis against me. The pressure felt amazing, but I wanted more.
“Yeah,” she cried softly. “Yeah …”
Fuck yeah!
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H K Carlton is a multi-published Canadian author of romance and its varied sub-genres, including contemporary, paranormal, historical, family saga and erotica.
H ~ K
I enjoy writing in many different genres. I write where the muse takes me and make no apologies for it. By now, it’s quite safe to say I will never pick just one genre and stick to it. There are just too many possibilities and stories left to tell. Today time-travel, tomorrow sweet historical romance—the next release might be, down and dirty erotica or ménage. I hope you’ll join me for the ride.Variety is creativity’s playground—It’s where you’ll find me.
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Temptation ... It's all around us ... the flesh is weak.
Haven't we all been tempted, at one time or another? Sometimes it's just too hard to be good.
Whether it's that rich chocolatey slab of cake alongside a cold glass of white milk while you're on a diet, or that drool-worthy musclebound guy at the gym who you can't seem to keep your greedy gaze from, or the gorgeous young intern, new to the firm, who just needs some good training.
Temptation doesn't obey the rules and though they try their best to fight it, Roger and Lexi, don't either in, The NØ Frat Clause
Blurb:Fresh out of college, Lexi Wideman lands an entry level job at a lucrative recruiting firm. Only six months into her tenure, she’s offered a major promotion—executive assistant to Roger Kent, the company’s coveted corporate headhunter. Older, irresistible, and ruggedly handsome, Roger Kent turns her into a liquid pool of need with just one smoldering glance. But the opportunity is just too good to pass up this early in her career. Lexi must find a way to remain professional while panting after her boss.
Roger Kent is thrown off guard when the company execs all of a sudden decide he needs an assistant. Perhaps he does, but Lexi Wideman is not the girl for him. She's smart, young, and gorgeous. It's hard enough trying to keep his eyes off her. Working in such close proximity, day after day, it would only be a matter of time before his hands followed.
So much for the No Frat Policy.
I hope you enjoy this naughty tease. A little Love in an Elevator...(sorry, I just got that song stuck in your head for the rest of the day).
Excerpt:
All of a sudden the lights flickered once again, and the lift jerked.
Lexi grabbed my thigh in panic. “Oh God!”
Oh God was right. Any higher and she was going to get a rock-hard handful.
I wound my arms around her, and we held on as the elevator came to shuddering halt. The lights went out entirely, plunging us into complete darkness. The hydraulic hum of the mechanics powering down droned. Then there was silence except for the clicking of the cables.
“Ohhh …” Lexi said in alarm.
“It’s okay. Take it easy,” I reassured her. “The auxiliary lights should come on in a second when the generators kick in.” But seconds ticked by and nothing happened.
“What’s happening?” she asked, her voice warbling.
“Power outage from the storm I’d say. Guess you were right, we should have taken the stairs.”
“Oh boy.” I felt her take a deep shuddering breath. She shifted, centering her back to my chest, and relaxed into me. I tried to maintain some distance, but there was no help for it, with her perfect little ass snugged right up against my upper thighs. There was no way she missed the massive bulge in my pants. She tensed, but she didn’t pull away either.
I inhaled her familiar scent. Another bad idea. It was just as arousing as the rest of her. She smelled fanfuckingtastic.
Her breathing became erratic. I was afraid she was about to panic.
“We’re okay. Relax.” I ran my hands up and down her arms.
She melted into me.
“Do you have your cell phone?” I asked in a tight voice. “We could use it for light. And-or call for help. At least let someone know we’re in here.”
“No, I left mine at the office. You?”
“I think I tossed mine in the briefcase. It's down here by our feet somewhere.”
A ringing noise made us both jump.
I released her and groped in the dark until I found the little door containing the emergency phone. “Hello?” I answered in a clipped tone.
“What's your name, and how many are with you?” a gruff voice barked.
“Roger Kent. There are two of us. Myself and my assistant.”
“We're working on getting you down. Try not to panic.”
“All right, but can you do something about the auxiliary lighting?”
“The generators should engage anytime now. Sit tight.”
“Okay, we’ll sit tight. As if we have a choice,” I said as I hung up.
From the awkward way I'd been leaning, I straightened up slightly, rearranging my hips back into the corner. “We’re gonna be a while,” I said and reached for Lexi. It was pitch black. I couldn’t make out a goddamn thing. “Where'd ya go? Christ, it’s dark.”
“I'm searching for the cell.” Just then my palm made contact with a nicely rounded hip. Oh fuck, she was bent over in front of me. I followed the soft plump curve as she rooted through the briefcase. I closed my eyes and took long, slow inventory of her shapely backside. I stifled a groan, but it escaped as more of a grunt.
Slowly, she straightened and turned in my direction. The low light from my cell screen glowed, illuminating the space between us.
The tension between us was palpable. She stared at me. Her lips parted. I don’t know what she saw in my expression. One of us made a growling sound. I suspect it was me.
Simultaneously, she dropped the phone and reached for me as I grabbed for her. I sought her lips hungrily as the darkness enveloped us once more. She moaned something incoherent into my mouth.
In a wild frenzy, we nipped and sucked at each other’s mouths, our hands roamed free and greedily. My cock lengthened to painful proportions.
Lexi arched into me, her ample breasts pressing against my upper chest. She squirmed as I tried to gather her sweet backside in my greedy hands. Lifting her, I thrust my hips at her, leaving no doubt as to what I wanted.
In answer, she pressed her pelvis against me. The pressure felt amazing, but I wanted more.
“Yeah,” she cried softly. “Yeah …”
Fuck yeah!
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Evernight
Amazon
All Romance
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Author Bio:
H K Carlton is a multi-published Canadian author of romance and its varied sub-genres, including contemporary, paranormal, historical, family saga and erotica.
H ~ K
I enjoy writing in many different genres. I write where the muse takes me and make no apologies for it. By now, it’s quite safe to say I will never pick just one genre and stick to it. There are just too many possibilities and stories left to tell. Today time-travel, tomorrow sweet historical romance—the next release might be, down and dirty erotica or ménage. I hope you’ll join me for the ride.Variety is creativity’s playground—It’s where you’ll find me.
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