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@sarahmarshfiction #SeasonOfSeduction #preorder #99cents #romanceanthology Sarah Marsh with Finding Their Future

The lovely Sarah Marsh, one of my SME sisters, stops by to talk about her contribution to Season Of Seduction, Finding Their Future. Preorders are now available for this fantastic anthology, release date is November 14th! Over 20 steamy stories to make the upcoming holiday season a memorable one... 
Ring in the holidays this year with this collection of steamy to sexy scintillating reads from today's hottest bestselling authors. Whether you’re looking for a romance by the warm glow of the fireplace or a passionate romp on a bear skin rug, there is something for all readers, for every taste, desire, and whim.... Come and join us, won’t you? This is sure to be a Season... of Seduction. 
Preorder purchase links: 
https://www.amzn.com/B075FYJC7Phttps://itunes.apple.com/us/book/season-of-seduction/id1280498167https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/season-of-seduction-nicole-morgan/1127071455?ean=9781537847733https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/season-of-seduction-2 
My story, Finding Their Future, is a paranormal romance, here is a sneak peek for you...Sometimes to get to your future, you have to go through the past.   Blurb:  
     Harper Goodwin is finally going home. When she gets the news of her beloved Aunt’s passing, something she can’t quite explain pulls her back to the small town of Boon Cove with the intent to put down roots. What she wasn’t expecting when she got there was a shocking surprise her Aunt hadn’t told her about and it seems almost too good to be true—along with her handsome new neighbor.             
    Lord Ronan Valek has been guardian of the pass between the human realm and the fae realm in Boon Cove for over fifty years. What started out as an obligation to a lifelong friend, soon turned into a whole new life for him and an unlikely escape from the horrors of the fae court. He’d always felt the Goddess had sent him there for reason, but until he looks up one fall day and sees the woman who is meant to be his, he had no idea what that reason was.           
    Harper is everything her Aunt Clara had shared with him and more, but will she be able to accept him as he truly is? More importantly, will the life he left behind in the fae court stay in the past, or will it take Harper and his new future away from him forever?
Author page links:Blog: http://sarahmarshfiction.com/Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/sarahmarshfiction/Twitter: https://twitter.com/SM_fictionInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/sarah_marsh_fiction/Facebook Street Team link: https://www.facebook.com/groups/955387561187276/Newsletter sign up: http://eepurl.com/b50yvXAmazon: http://www.amazon.com/author/sarahmarshfictionGoodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/14226436.Sarah_Marsh   

Thanks for stopping by, Sarah. :)

#SeasonOfSeduction @authorcarmenfox SEASON OF SEDUCTION box set PRE-ORDER! #preorder #99cents #romanceanthology

Available for Pre-Order for only 99cents. Releasing NOVEMBER 14, 2017 !Ring in the holidays this year with this collection of steamy to sexy scintillating reads from today's hottest USA TODAY, AMAZON, and INTERNATIONAL bestselling authors. Whether you’re looking for a romance by the warm glow of the fireplace or a passionate romp on a bear skin rug, there is something for all readers, for every taste, desire, and whim....
Come and join us, won’t you? This is sure to be a Season... of Seduction.
Preorder purchase links:
https://www.amzn.com/B075FYJC7Phttps://itunes.apple.com/us/book/season-of-seduction/id1280498167https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/season-of-seduction-nicole-morgan/1127071455?ean=9781537847733https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/season-of-seduction-2And today, I have one of the amazing authors on my blog to talk about her story in the anthology. Please welcome Carmen Fox with her contribution: ACCUSED.When I wrote ACCUSED, it was supposed to be called 'Snow or Never,' a fun novella with quirky characters. After a while, though, it became clear that my two protagonists, Genny and Kace, were desperately lonely, which changed the overall tone of the story. Their journey is darker than I intended, but this only makes elements like humor and hope really stand out..


ACCUSED by Carmen Fox
Keeping secrets is a breeze as long as there's no one to share them with.
Genny, a small-town newspaper owner with special powers over the snow, sees her peaceful life shattered when her late brother is accused of murder. Kace, his old army buddy, hurries into town and joins Genny's crusade to clear his name.
Kace's cold steel eyes and quiet humor soon pierce her self-imposed isolation, and the sizzle between them offers her a glimpse of true love. But unless they're willing to dig deep, no matter what secrets they unearth, her brother's memory will forever be tainted—and both will, once again, end up alone.
About the Author

Carmen Fox lives in the south of England with her beloved tea maker and a stuffed sheep called Fergus. She’s an award-winning writer of urban fantasy and paranormal romance with heart and sassitude, and loves meeting her readers. Website: http://www.carmen-fox.comNewsletter: http://eepurl.com/Ut9CzFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/authorcarmenfox/Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/13550648.Carmen_FoxAmazon: https://www.amazon.com/Carmen-Fox/e/B00U1SHGV2 Twitter: http://twitter.com/authorcarmenfox Thanks for stopping by, Carmen. :)

#booksigning #TNTNYC17 September 30th, 2017 in Staten Island

ONE DAY MORE!!!!! Yep, I'm totally singing that song...in my head of course. No one one wants to hear me sing so I'll just stick to what I do best and that's write sexy romantic stories that I hope my readers will enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing them. So yeah, one more day until my first ever signing event. Tickets are available until midnight tonight and will not be sold at the door, so if you will be in the area and want to still come to this fabulous event, get your tickets here: http://tntnyc17.weebly.com/tickets.html for SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 30th.Be sure to stop by my table to say hi. I made Goodie bags to be given out with a purchase (While supplies last.) I'm also donating a gift basket to be raffled off for an amazing charity, B.A.C.A (Bikers Against Child Abuse). Thanks for stopping by and looking forward to meeting everyone tomorrow. <3 

#booksigning #TNTNYC17 September 30th, 2017 in Staten Island

ONLY 4 DAYS TO GO!Tickets are on sale here: http://tntnyc17.weebly.com/tickets.html
I'm beyond excited and yes, quite a bit nervous for my first author signing, but I will be in such good company with these fellow authors: Right now, I'm busy making some swag goodie bags to give away with every purchase and I'll also be donating a basket to be raffled off for charity, which will feature TWO signed paperbacks from me, a mug, bookmarks, signed postcards, and a few other goodies so be sure to purchase your raffle tickets when you arrive. And check out the books I'll have for sale: And then there's YOU, the fabulous readers who I absolutely cannot wait to meet, so stop by my table and say hello. :)

#booksigning #TNTNYC17 September 30th, 2017 in Staten Island.

 I can't tell you how excited I am for my very first author signing event, not to mention a tad bit nervous. If you're going to be in the NYC area next weekend on September 30th, come and see me. Tickets are still available, though quantities are limited. You can purchase them here: Http://TNTNYC17.weebly.com
And check out this fabulous lineup:
I'll have 8 different paperbacks available for purchase that day and every purchase comes with some signed swag.

Thanks for stopping by and I can't wait to meet you next week. :)

@evernightpub @KatherineWyvern Guest blogger Katherine Wyvern with Woman as a Foreign Language

Please welcome my guest blogger Katherine Wyvern with Woman as a Foreign Language.

Dear Elena,Thank you so much for having me on your blog today with my new release, Woman as a Foreign Language.I am especially attached to this book, in part because it came out almost compulsively after a very, very long writer’s block and it feels to me as if I have found again a piece of myself that I had lost. I always wrote stories since I can remember (although only a few of them are published!) and it was really strange and depressing going through almost four years without writing a word!The other reason why I love this story so much is that there are many autobiographical elements in it, and it was cathartic and liberating to write it. There is this beautiful quote by Natalie Goldberg that I saw recently floating around Facebook that goes, “Write what disturbs you, what you fear, what you have not been willing to speak about. Be willing to be split open.” Truly, that is how I feel about this story.It is the tale of a girl who is not able to express her feminine side, and of a man who is extremely good at it. It is meltingly tender in places, and edgy and hot in others, and I hope you like it as much as I do!



Blurb:What do you do when the woman you want to be … is a man?
Nina’s abusive childhood left her feeling so vulnerable when wearing anything flimsier than combat boots that she has spent her whole adult life dressed like a gang boy. But when she meets the tall, glamourous, charismatic Julia (actually her cross-dressing neighbor, Julian, going out en femme), Nina is seized by an overwhelming and terrifying urge to finally express her own femininity.
Julia/n has not only a slightly split personality but also a thoroughly broken heart. What s/he wants most is a partner who will love both Julia and Julian. While Nina learns from Julia how to be a woman, Julian discovers that they might well be made for each other, but it will take a struggle against prejudice and a whole conservative mind-set before they can follow their hearts, and express their true, unique, and beautiful selves.
Excerpt:
“Well, are we going out this evening or what?” asked Julia, seeing Nina sitting down still naked on the bed.“Oh, it will take me two minutes to get ready,” said Nina, smiling up at her. “I am not such a woman as you,” she added, grinning impishly.“Oh, indeed?” said Julia, and pinched her nose in passing, then went to the wardrobe to fish out some stockings, a pocket bra and breast forms. Boobs were invariably the first thing. She liked her body well enough, as a man or a woman, except for that flat chest. A girl should have tits, and a boy should have some muscle at least, but somehow, she had failed to achieve either. The sweet, soft, bouncy weight of the breast forms immediately made her feel better about herself. Stockings were always the next thing. Her legs were as smooth as silk in any case, but the sleek feel of stockings on them was almost an aphrodisiac. Time was, long ago, when she was much, much younger, when just wearing a pair of stockings would give her a hard-on. She was not such a green horn anymore, luckily, because the last thing she needed right now was an erection.She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and pulled on her gaff half the way. She gently maneuvered her testicles back up to where they were before they dropped (if only they had stayed there, she thought despondently, and not for the first time), then gave her empty scrotum a slight twist and pushed it down and back towards her buttocks. She was on the point of tucking her penis down and under the same way (if she laid them side by side, they looked every bit like labia through her gaff … et voilà, instant pussy… more or less), when she caught sight of Nina’s eyes. Nina was still sitting on the bed, still naked, and gazing at her with those gorgeous gipsy eyes, studying everything Julia did and every inch of her body. Julia threw a look at her own lean, white figure in the mirror. She was standing with a hand between her legs and her gaff askew, half way between her knees and her hips, which felt somewhat less than graceful and dignified, and she wondered what Nina was seeing that was so entrancing. “What?” she asked, smiling. “Nothing. I did wonder where they went, when … you know.”Julia grinned. “They don’t go very far, worry not.”Nina stretched herself long, like a happy cat, still gazing hungrily at her, eating her with her eyes. And suddenly Julia stiffened. “Oh dear,” she said.“What?” asked Nina, in a somewhat comical echo of what Julia had said less than a minute earlier.“Er … ahem. Stop looking at me. Just don’t. I can’t tuck it with a hard-on!”Nina covered her face with her hands, vainly trying to suppress a fit of laughter. “I didn’t do anything. I didn’t!”Julia was laughing too by now. It was hopeless. She let the whole lot hang out again and took two short steps to the bed (the gaff half-way up made it impossible to step out properly). She kneeled on the bed and started tickling Nina’s feet, the back of her knees and her sides.“I didn’t do anything, I didn’t,” Nina repeated, between peals of laughter.“Ah, but you were thinking, don’t deny that you were thinking.”“Ok, ok, maybe I was, a little bit, please stop, stop, please!” Nina turned on her side, and curled up in a tight ball, still shaking with laughter. Julia stopped tickling her and pushed her on her belly, wiggled out of the gaff, then straddled Nina’s small buttocks and leaned down to nuzzle her neck and the back of her head.“What were you thinking, you imp? Mh? What were you thinking?” She bit gently into Nina’s earlobe and kissed her cheek. Nina smiled beatifically. “That you are an elf, an angel, a goddess.”“A female-female she-goddess? Really, with all this embarrassment hanging out all over the place like this?” She let her cock and her smooth, smooth balls brush Nina’s buttocks, smiled and kissed her again.“Always. You will always be a goddess to me,” murmured Nina, drinking in the kisses, her eyes closed. Her hand searched for Julia’s hand, their fingers wove together of their own accord, and Nina drew the hand closer to kiss Julia’s fingertips one by one, adoringly. Julia smiled and pressed her breasts down on Nina’s back, rubbing them gently on her shoulder blades.She kissed Nina again and again, on her temple, cheek, eyelid, nose, the corner of her mouth. She was so precious. Sleek, small-boned, but fierce and sharp, like a bird of prey, hooded and caged, but never quite tamed. And I have set you free, and you chose to fly to me.“I love you. Darling,” she whispered in her ear, in her huskiest, deepest voice, and Nina shuddered all over while her spine gave a twist, as Julia knew it would. Nina turned under her, to hug her and draw her body down. Julia moved her knees within Nina’s legs, and just like that, without any difficulty, her untimely erection found a place to go. So wet. How can you become so wet just by looking at me? What do you see that nobody else ever saw? What do you see that even I don’t see? Julia sank her face in Nina’s neck, to kiss her, bite her, whisper in her ear, yes, oh yes, whisper and murmur and cajole, until my voice will make you melt, my love, my love, my love.

You can also find an exclusive excerpt on my website, here:http://meetingivory.wixsite.com/katherinewyvern/copy-of-woman-as-a-foreign-languageAnd of course you can download the beginning of the story for free from Amazon!
Buy links, excerpts and samples:Woman as a Foreign Language at Evernight:http://www.evernightpublishing.com/woman-as-a-foreign-language-by-katherin-wyvern/
Woman as a Foreign Language on Amazon.com:https://www.amazon.com/dp/B075RR8K1S/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1505902876&sr=8-1&keywords=woman+as+a+foreign+language
See what Katherine is up to on:
Katherine’s Blog: https://katherinewyvern.blogspot.fr/
Katherine’s Website: http://meetingivory.wixsite.com/katherinewyvernKatherine’s Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/Katherine-Wyvern-Author-122569301260917/Thanks so much for stopping by, Katherine. :) 

@LeaBronsen Guest blogger Lea Bronsen with Torn Avenger

Please welcome my guest blogger Lea Bronsen with Torn Avenger.
Hi, and thank you for hosting me on your blog!When asked what inspires me to write books, I usually say it’s something I’ve seen or heard, or I’ve been challenged to dig deeply into my imagination and come up with a crazy idea. This time, it was a premade cover. The moment I saw this dark, sensual, slightly homo erotic image of a half-naked man in a fur coat on an exquisitely colored background, I knew it had to be mine. I decided in which historical period to set the story – the obscure, mythical age of the Vikings – and the ensuing process plunged me into an exciting and not so foreign world where everyday heroes lived the same dramas and battled for the same values and desires as we do in modern society. I hope you enjoy the read!  

 As the second son of a Viking earl, Alv Gunnulfsen wasn't meant to inherit a throne or avenge a murder. But when his brother is slain during a raid and their father dies of grief, Alv is expected to take command and claim the killer's death. In a world of ruthless retaliation and strict social codes, he must also maneuver cleverly to protect a troublesome secret: his attraction for men.

Roeland van Dijk, a wealthy Dutch merchant settled in Norway, has done the unthinkable to protect his family — hacked off the head of a Viking rapist. The wrath of the blond savages will cost him his freedom, and possibly his own head… Unless he's willing to accept the love of another man.
Available fromAmazon.com / Amazon.uk / Smashwords / Barnes & Noble / iTunes / Kobo / paperbackAdd it to your shelf on Goodreads 
 
ExcerptAfter a moment, Alv looked up again and almost gasped from the erotic vision in front of him. While shaving Roeland, he’d only seen his wet, hairy chest and stomach, but the handsome man moved to a kneeling position in the basin and washed his lower body. His stunning maleness made Alv hot and bothered. They had discussed, argued, shared personal details, and apologized to each other, but now, the seriousness of their conversation faded. The sight of Roeland’s cock bathing in white foam between his legs had Alv’s own cock jolt and press painfully against his pants.
Oh, Roeland attracted him on several levels—mental, emotional, and physical—and Alv longed to discover and develop more of everything with him. Hedin was an exciting lover, but nothing like what Roeland had the potential to be.
Speaking of Hedin, it’d been a surprise to see him again this morning, right after Elke left. He’d arrived in a terrible mood and refused to excuse his disappearance act. It was outrageous of a slave to come and go like that, but Alv had too much on his mind to think of punishing him.
For one, he worried about Roeland’s future. He’d inherited part of Father’s wealth, but not his title. After returning to Eðni, he’d claimed to be the only one who could decide of what to do with his brother’s murderer, but it wasn’t true. He had no standing, no support from his fellow citizens. They could choose to kill Roeland if they wanted to—all it took was a word from Mother. It made her idea to have Alv marry Elke and adopt the community’s natural heir that much more important to push through.
“There’s something we need to talk about,” he said, hoping Roeland wouldn’t oppose to the plan.
“What?”
“Normally, I would ask you, but since you’re not in a position to make decisions, I’m just going to tell you.”
“About what?” Roeland frowned.
“I’m marrying your sister.”
Roeland stood so fast in the basin, water splashed to all sides. He stepped out and leaned into Alv’s face. “Don’t you dare to touch her!”
“But I’m not…”
“Hasn’t she suffered enough?” Roeland bellowed, his dark eyes slit with anger.

By Thor, he was insanely sexy, standing naked and wet, so near Alv could feel his damp bodily heat, water drippling from his hair and rolling alongside his tanned, chiseled cheeks. Alv couldn’t help hardening more, and needed to focus on the words that came out of Roeland’s luscious mouth to be able to answer. “She has already accepted.”About the author Lea Bronsen likes her reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strives to give her own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with her debut novel Wild Hearted, she divides her writing time between psychological thriller, romantic suspense, and dark erotic romance.  
For more information about Lea BronsenWebsite / Blog / Facebook / Twitter / Amazon / Pinterest 
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Coming Oct. 20A dark erotic crime ménage by Lea BronsenIf you like your men dangerous and dirty… 
  Ruthless drug lord Ricardo “El Loco” Ferrer launders his black money by investing in movie productions. As a teen, he learned to enjoy blow jobs in jail. Now a man of power, his favorite pastime is checking out new acting talent…and convincing them to “please” the team of producers. Young wannabe actor Jaden Moore comes to a shady side of town to audition for a movie part. He longs to shine, wants to walk the red carpet with cameras flashing and a crowd cheering. He assures the film director and the investors he’ll do anything to reach the top, but is he willing to comply with their dirty fantasies?  
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Thanks so much for stopping by, Lea. :)  

@LSJRomance Guest blogger London Saint James with Always

Narrated by Tor Thom & Charley Ongel
Listening time: 11 hrs 3 mins
Genre: M/F Contemporary Romance
International bestselling author London Saint James’ first installment from Two Hearts, One Soul Duet is the epic tale of abiding love, heart-wrenching loss, and an astonishing bond that will find a way to endure.

Winter Perri never truly understood love until she met Austin Carlyle—the man who would rock her world to its foundations and give her something to believe in. But the night before they were to be married, the fairytale shattered.

Thirteen years later Winter is pulled out of her seclusion only to have a painful past confront her, and when it does, she’s left questioning reality, because the impossible is looking back at her with the face of a destroying angel, and piercing eyes in too familiar shades of blue.




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About London
London Saint James has lived in many places, but never felt ‘at home’ until she met the real-life man of her dreams and settled down in the beautiful Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. London lives with her husband and their fat cat who thinks he owns them.

As an award-winning, international bestselling author, London is living her childhood dream. She knew all the scribbling she did, that big imagination of hers, and all those clamoring characters running around in her head would pay off someday.

A complete list of London’s books can be found on her website http://www.londonsaintjames.com. You can also e-mail London with any questions or comments at London@londonsaintjames.com. She loves to hear from her readers.

Would you like to know more? Join her mailing list for her monthly newsletter http://eepurl.com/6P2on. Or, join her book group on Facebook, Slip Between the Pages with London at https://www.facebook.com/groups/SlipBetweenthePageswithLondon/

You can also find out more about London at the following locations:

Blog: http://londonsj.blogspot.com
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Thanks so much for stopping by, London. :)

@evernightpub @RavennaTate Guest blogger Ravenna Tate with Gorgon's Vengeance.

Please welcome Ravenna Tate who stops by to talk about her latest release, Gorgon's Vengeance.
GORGON'S VENGEANCE Demons On Wheels MC 2 ***Click HERE to purchasedirectly from Evernight Publishing*** BLURB

Chloe Dolan’s life is perfect. She’s the MC President’s old lady, she loves to dance at Scotty’s Place—the strip club the MC owns and operates, and she and Gorgon are deeply in love. But Chloe’s perfect life falls apart one night after her last set when she spots her abusive ex-boyfriend, Brad, in the crowd. He’s been gone a year, but now it appears he’s back to stay.
As Gorgon and the MC Brothers deal with the fallout from a turf war, they have their hands full from the Outlaw Dogs MC. In the meantime, Brad is stalking Chloe. He’s sending notes to the club, and every time Chloe goes into town, she spots him. Eventually, Chloe is reduced to hiding inside the club.

When the power goes out during a tornado warning, Brad breaks into the club. Can Gorgon save the only woman he’s ever loved?
EXCERPT

Chloe never ceased to be amazed that she could become so aroused, so quickly, whenever Gorgon was near her. All he had to do was look into her eyes, or call her “Chloe” instead of her stage name.
His dark eyes bored into hers, filled with lust and love. Chloe licked her lips and brushed one hand down his back, over his ass, and around the front of his jeans to massage his bulge through the fabric. “I don’t want to think about scary things anymore tonight.”
Gorgon grunted, cupped her face, and bent his head for a rough kiss. He shoved his tongue into her mouth, chasing away the demons in her mind. Gone were the horrible memories of what Brad had put her through, and the shock of seeing him tonight. Instead, Chloe let go and welcomed the heady sensation of being taken by the man she loved.
He moved his mouth to her neck, planting tiny bites there. “Get your clothes off, baby. I need to fuck you now.”
Chloe peeled off her tank top and shorts, tossing them across the room. He grasped her breasts and squeezed them together in his strong hands. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful.”
It had taken her weeks after arriving here to stop trembling in his presence. His dark hair, so soft to the touch, hung down to his shoulders when he didn’t have it tied back. The hairstyle gave him an unruly, lawless appearance that had both excited and frightened her at first.
“I’m gonna explode, baby. On your knees. Take out my dick.”
Her pussy was soaking wet. She loved it when Gorgon spoke to her this way, because she knew how much he loved her. It wasn’t rude or abusive in her mind. This was just his way. He’d lie down in front of a train for her. When he commanded her like this, it turned her on something fierce because there was love and devotion behind it, not fear or oppression.
Chloe dropped to her knees and rubbed her chin over his bulge, teasing him. He grabbed her hair and tugged, hard. “Chloe, dammit … I’m fucking dying here.”
She undid the button on his jeans and pulled down the zipper. He never wore underwear, so she took care not to catch anything as she eased the jeans down his rock-hard thighs. His cock was red, swollen, and already slick with pre-cum. “You’ve missed me, Billy, haven’t you?”
“Baby, I always miss you. Suck me hard. Swallow my cum.”
Chloe slid her tongue up and down the shaft, enjoying the contrast between the veins and the satiny skin. Gorgon moaned loudly, tugging on her hair to move her closer. “Come on, baby. Don’t tease me. You know what I want.”
She knew, but the power it gave her to hold back was as much of a rush as the actual act. Chloe licked his balls before swirling her tongue over his shaft again. When she finally took him into her mouth, he groaned loudly and pushed his dick all the way inside.
After relaxing her throat muscles, she curled her lips around her teeth and let him fuck her with the entire length. Chloe massaged his balls with one hand and teased the soft skin between his sac and upper thighs with the other. She always gave her man what he liked.
Her hair hurt from him pulling on it so hard, and her mouth was sore, but she didn’t mind. This domination was what she loved. Because when it was over, he’d hold her all night and caress her skin, telling her over and over how beautiful she was, and how much he loved her. Things he’d never say unless they were alone. Words he spoke only to her, intimacies shared only between them.

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Thanks so much for stopping by, Ravenna. :)

Guest blogger Casey Moss with Transcending Fire @evernightpub @CRMoss

Please welcome my guest blogger Casey Moss with Transcending Fire.
Hello! It’s been quite some time since I’ve had a release, and now I can say all that’s changed. A big thank you to my host for allowing me to visit today and share my story Transcending Fire. This erotic, futuristic, dystopian story based around different motorcycle gangs has had quite a journey to get to this point. Perhaps one day I’ll share the two-plus-year jaunt this story went through to find a home. Luckily, it finally has. Even with all the trials it went through, I still love this story. It’s one of my favorites that I’ve written, and one that I didn’t get tired of during the editing process either. Yay! A man dealing with an Earth in chaos. A woman from an alternate universe hoping to find her destiny. Two motorcycle gangs and a real bad ass who wants to ruin everything. What’s not to like?
~ Blurb ~Hunter Macario wants one thing—a place to belong. When given an opportunity to solidify his position in the motorcycle club, Devil’s Thunder, he takes it.Dragon’s Clan member, Safaia King, believes she’s found the man from her people’s legend and her dreams. She has one goal, even if he’s in a rival club—to make Hunter hers and keep him safe so he can fulfill their destiny. After Hunter makes a huge mistake, he’s sent to where Safaia lives—an alternate universe called The Den. In this new world, sex, battles, and secrets abound. Hunter must survive The Den to right some wrongs or else he could lose everything he’s ever gained, including his home and Safaia’s love.

~ Adult Rated Excerpt ~* A wicked glint lit her eyes, and a playful grin spread across her face. She smoothed a hand down his hard chest. “I love the definition of your muscles, Hunter, how they shudder beneath my fingers when I touch you.” Inch by inch, she continued sliding her hand down his torso. She moved her hand between his skivvies and skin. Saf circled his cock and stroked him in time with the motions of his fingers within her. Desire pulsed through his body, setting it aflame. She pressed her face against his chest and playfully bit his pectoral as she rode his hand. Adrenaline and arousal increased his breathing rate, and a warm buzz raced through him. The pull between them seemed so intense, undeniable, as if they had to be together or perish. He felt like one of the club’s customers addicted to black chip and needing a fix before he went crazy with want. And his drug of choice?Safaia. Always and forever Safaia.He wanted to eat her up. “I want to taste you. Lick up your juices and have you squirm beneath my face.” Hunter yanked down her jeans and repositioned her until her ass was at the edge of the boulder.Sinking to his knees, he placed himself between her legs. Looking forward to tasting her sweetness and feel her softness after facing the harsh realities of his life, he traced a line of gentle kisses along her inner thigh from her knee to her pussy and then fastened his mouth on the sensitive folds between her legs. When he dipped his tongue into her canal, she shifted her butt to allow him better access. He reached up and snaked his rough hands under her shirt, concerned only for a moment whether she enjoyed or loathed the coarse touch of his dry, work-worn skin. She moved the cloth and her bra out of the way.Seems she doesn’t mind.Pushing away all his thoughts and focusing on her—his carnal treasure—Hunter kneaded her tits while he teased her clit. He loved the taste and scent of her musky flesh and lapped up her essence as he said he would.She grasped his head, weaving her fingers in his hair. “Oh, great Universe. This is. This is.” She panted and grappled with his locks as a low, deep moan rolled from her throat. “I think I’m going to come.”The first night they’d met, their lovemaking had been hot and fast, more wham bam thank you than let’s linger and relish this. This time, though, he wanted to savor her, make her feel all sorts of naughty pleasure as he took his own.Saf bucked and tried to scooch away, but he grabbed her hips and kept her from moving away from him. Unrelenting, he tongue fucked her. She struggled and wriggled, but he continued his assault, plunging his tongue in and out of her, licking up her wetness, and nipping at her clit. Safaia pressed the back of his head and lifted her ass. Spasms racked her body. She cried out his name.Bringing her to orgasm thrilled him, but his selfish streak came forward. He wanted to enjoy her and feel his own pleasure, so he rose, stepped back, and removed his jeans.
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Bio for Casey MossCasey Moss delves into the darker aspects of life in her writing, sometimes basing the stories on reality, sometimes on myth. No matter the path, her stories will take you on a journey from the light-hearted paranormal to dark things unspeakable. What waits around the corner? Come explore…Find Casey Moss here... Amazon Author Page
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