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Strange Hollow: Seducing a Wallflower Out New
Blurb:
All Nia Reynolds has known is being seen and not heard. Being the only one in her family to not have magical ability is hard. On her thirtieth birthday, all Nia wants is to do something different. When she enters Sensual Were on a dare from Jacinda, she doesn’t expect the instant attraction to sexy store manager Bishop Steward.
Bishop has had his eye on the sweet and innocent Nia since he first came to Strange Hollow. After being publicly shunned by his pack and his mate, he came to Strange Hollow to recuperate and be among outcasts like himself. Now that his heart is mended, he wants to go after love again and has Nia in his sights. This wallflower doesn?t stand a chance against his onslaught. So what if he insists of public displays of a sexual nature, can?t stop whispering sweet, dirty nothings in her ear, and gives her a birthday to remember? It?s only for a night, right? A sexy werewolf like him wouldn?t want a shy girl like her? Right? Wrong–and he’s got a lot of tricks up his sleeve to convince her she?s just what he wants.
Buy Link:
http://www.liquidsilverbooks.com/books/seducingawallflower.htm
Excerpt:
Thirty. The big three-O. Another year older. Nia sighed heavily and contemplated the looming specter just a few days away. Birthdays weren’t a bad thing per se, but when you lived such an unremarkable life, as she had, there wasn’t really much to celebrate. She was an anomaly in her family, the only one lacking magical ability. Nia couldn’t even perform the most basic of spells like warming water or levitating a feather.
Isolation became a constant companion when she mingled in magical circles. Everywhere she turned, her contemporaries were doing extraordinary things. All Nia could do was fade into the background like a wallflower. She got so used to being invisible that she automatically hid in a corner at social functions. She had lived her life in corners and it was starting to wear on her.
She’d broken out of that life nine years ago when she stumbled upon an Internet ad for Strange Hollow. The town was for outcasts and anomalies of the paranormal variety like her–people who just didn’t fit in. So on her twenty-first birthday she packed up as many of her things as she could carry and left in the middle of the night, without even leaving a note to her parents. Now she had a life of her own. Nia owned her own teashop, Pot Luck, had a cottage that she loved and a few friends that accepted her. The one thing that was missing was someone to share her life with.
She sighed heavily, and had just begun to clean the counter when the bells over the door jangled. Nia glanced toward the entrance and smiled. Jacinda, the town’s founder, strolled into the shop. The fairy’s energy sent a soothing wave toward her, and she instantly felt at ease.
“Hello, darling, how’re you doing? I’ll have a green tea latte.” Jacinda sat down on a stool at the counter and leaned forward, mischief sparkling in her eyes.
Nia immediately got to work, hoping Jacinda wouldn’t bring up her upcoming birthday and anniversary. If the events weren’t mentioned, she wouldn’t have to admit she had no plans.
Unfortunately, that wasn’t to be. “So, your birthday and anniversary are on Friday. Doing anything special?”
“Nothing.” Nia stiffened.
“Not even ice cream and cake or a movie marathon of your favorite films? What about a small party with some friends? No? We can’t let this momentous event pass without any acknowledgement. Let me think. What can we do?” Jacinda put her elbows on the countertop and rested her head in her hands.
Nia didn’t want to know what Jacinda was thinking, it could mean trouble. There was a mischievous sparkle in those violet eyes that she didn’t want to read too much into.
“Have you been to Sensual Were?”
Nia wasn’t sure where Jacinda was going but she had an uneasy idea. “No,” she said softly.
A wicked smile curved on Jacinda’s lips. “Idea! I dare you to go to Sensual Were and pick up a sexy toy for yourself. Do something daring for once. Honey, you’ve lived in a corner for far too long, it’s time to drag this wallflower into the light.”
“But–” Nia started.
“Why but?” Jacinda gazed at her in question. “You’ve lived your whole life not interacting with people for fear of the disappointment and rejection your parents and others have handed you. Isn’t it time you lived for you? Come on, Nia, when have you done something for yourself? I’ve seen the way you interact with others. You let them tell you what to do, how to do it. You don’t do what you want to do. What’s there to be afraid of? All I’m suggesting is to check out Sensual Were. Go in there and get something sexy for yourself. You deserve it. Look at you.”
Nia knew what she looked like and she was nothing like the gorgeous Jacinda, with her luminescent skin, violet eyes, long dark hair and curvaceous figure. Last she checked, Nia was plain, with unremarkable dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, milk chocolate skin and an average figure. Her simple clothing did nothing to flatter her body. She also wore glasses, and in her book that screamed nerdy and unsexy. To hide her reaction, she said nothing and finished making Jacinda’s drink.
“Have you ever felt sexy? What makes you feel good about yourself?”
Heat flushed her cheeks as she thought of her fantasies, which usually involved sexy men who were good with their hands and other things and wanted her unabashedly.
“Come on, sweetie, you can tell me. What makes you feel sexy?”
“Well, um, a sexy, gruff voice–”
Jacinda cut her off with a laugh. “No, no, no, babe, not what is sexy but what makes you feel that way.”
The blush encompassed her face, and Nia found herself floundering for a response. “Um, well…”
“Lingerie, perhaps? Or maybe sensual music? How about an erotic story? This is about making you feel desirable and good about yourself. I’m not saying we give you a makeover, you’re beautiful. I’m talking about doing something sexy for you and only you, no guy required.”
Jacinda smiled, and Nia felt unsure. “I’ve never… That is to say, I don’t know…”
“How about this? Friday you go to Sensual Were and poke around, see what you like, explore and find what intrigues you. Then we meet on Saturday for brunch and talk.”
“Talk?” Nia put Jacinda’s latte down before her.
“Yeah, we talk about what you thought of your little trip. Honey, you’ve been here for nine years and you haven’t stepped out and explored this place. Including me, Tanya and Ryana are your only friends here.” Jacinda took a sip of her drink.
Nia became very interested in her shoes.
“Ry is out of town and Tanya is visiting relatives. Neither woman will be back by Saturday, so it’s up to me to coax you out of your shell for your birthday. So, here’s the deal. Barring an emergency, I dare you to go to Sensual Were and pick out something sexy for yourself. Thanks for the latte, hon. I have to go welcome a new resident to Strange Hollow. I’ll see you on Saturday.” Jacinda stood and picked up her cup.
“Bye,” Nia called out as Jacinda left with a backward wave. Once the door closed and quiet settled on the shop, questions and humiliating scenarios swirled around in her head. What if I break something? Her palms began to sweat at the thought of picking up a vibrator and have it start shaking and then shatter in her hands. She’d never been in an adult toy store before. What if it was filled with pictures of naked people? She didn’t like looking at herself naked, much less see anyone else in the buff. Well, except for sexy men. Part of her wanted to take up Jacinda’s dare and go to Sensual Were. On the other side of the coin, she was terrified of the unknown.
I know, I’ll pass by the store and check it out. I won’t go inside. Her heart hammered in her chest. A surge of excitement rushed through her. Yes, I’ll go there tonight and check it out. It can’t be that bad, right? People wouldn’t go there if it was bad. Nia had always been cautious. The most adventurous thing she’d ever done was come to Strange Hollow and open her own teashop. She felt that if she could do those things, then she could handle checking out Sensual Were. She hoped.
http://www.liquidsilverbooks.com/books/seducingawallflower.htm
Explore Dark Desires with Jessica Lee
Blurb:
Arran MacLain is a vampire on a suicide mission, driven to kill his former partner who betrayed him and the Enclave they served. But two things stand in his way: Gabrielle, the human female who holds his heart, and the past that won?t let him go. If only death was enough to cleanse his soul.
Gabrielle Steven?s sister is missing. Her hunt for clues brings her face to face with the one vampire she can?t forget. Their missions combine and thrust them into the heart of evil. Will their passion be enough to overcome the pain from their past, or will their dark desires destroy them both?
Buy Link:
http://www.loose-id.com/Dark-Desires-at-Midnight.aspx
Excerpt:
Arran rolled his Ninja into the parking lot beside Gabrielle?s car and killed the engine. She?d taken the newsflash about Markus and Marguerite pretty much like he?d expected. She?d mumbled an oath of determination right before she?d kicked him out of the car. Gabrielle wasn?t a member of the Enclave in name only. It didn?t matter that she didn?t work patrol. Gabrielle was as much a warrior as any of the males. Life hadn?t dealt her any favors. And she wasn?t one to lie down and let it bulldoze over her. She stood and fought for every inch of ground gained.
He waited for her to get out of the car, then removed his helmet.
?You didn?t need to follow me home,? she said over her shoulder, heading for the front door of her sister?s townhouse. He was surprised when she?d led him here instead of a hotel. The place must have belonged to her sister. He palmed his keys, slid off his bike, and shoved the keys in his pocket.
?I wasn?t going to let you leave alone after the info I just dumped on you,? he said as he came up behind her while she unlocked the door. ?I wanted to make sure you got home safe. And I wanted to be sure you actually went home.?
?Oh my God, you can be such an ass sometimes.? Her back was to him, but Arran could almost hear her eyes roll with that statement. She was right. He was an ass. But while he was here, he would be taking care of hers.
Gabrielle flipped on the lights, and he followed her inside. The heels of her boots clicked on the hardwood floor of the foyer, echoing in the open stairwell of the two-story apartment. She couldn?t have been in town long, but the air in the place already carried her scent. He pulled in another slow, deep breath through his nostrils. His heart rate quickened. Honeysuckle. Arran wanted to smile but repressed the grin. Ironic that such a delicate and sweet fragrance emanated from the hellcat with whom he?d just been reacquainted.
Her keys clinked as she dropped them in a bowl on a table near the staircase. Arran?s gaze devoured her provocative profile. He?d never seen her dressed like she was tonight. Living with five male vampires within the Enclave walls, she usually dressed a bit more conservatively. Not matronly, but definitely not this revealing. A short black leather skirt barely covered the lush curves of her ass, and a shirt that couldn?t have been more than a decked-out bra did its best to contain her full breasts. Shiny black leather boots wrapped her legs, highlighting the toned sweep of her calves. This couldn?t happen again. Arran slowly shook his head. He would end up killing someone if she dressed like this again.
She turned her head to the side, facing him. ?I don?t need a babysitter. I?m more than capable of taking care of myself.? She shifted and faced him head-on. ?You?ve been gone a long time, Arran. Things have changed. I?ve changed.?
?Maybe so. But you?re not taking on that colony alone. I can?t believe Logan let you come here without him.? Gabrielle turned her back, rearranging her purse on the table. Shit. He recognized the body language. ?You didn?t tell him, did you?? Arran closed the distance between them.
?No. I didn?t need him here.? Gabrielle looked up, fierce determination written on her face. ?I can handle this. Alex needed me. And I?m going to be there for her.? She shifted to face him again, leaning her hip against the table. ?I?m smart enough to know if — and when — I need help.?
Arran closed in, crowding her personal space, wanting a reaction. Aching for it, actually. Gabrielle straightened and took one step back but stopped and lifted her chin, refusing to cower and give him the reaction he itched for. She caught on quick.
?You think you have it all handled, lass??
?Yeah, I do.?
?You got it all under control??
The amber color of her irises had grown near molten. He allowed a small smile to pull at the corner of his mouth, loving the way she got all hot and bothered when he pushed her.
?Yes. I do.? The words had barely left her lips when she attacked, one leg coming out to catch the back of his ankle. Caught off guard, he stumbled.
Before he could regain his balance, she had his wrist locked in her grip. Swinging his arm up, she spun underneath, twisted, and wrenched his arm up the middle of his back, then shoved him face-first into the dank-smelling wall.
Well, damn. Not bad. ?You?ve been training,? he mumbled against the Sheetrock.
?A little.? She sounded quite proud of herself. She was good. He?d give her that. But her heavy breathing told him it was all she could do to contain him, and he hadn?t even come close to tapping into his full abilities. She?d caught him by surprise, but she was human, a woman, and no match for a mature vampire. Especially in a multiple attack.
With a burst of speed, Arran pushed back, forcing Gabrielle to release him instead of falling on her rear. He whirled, catching her before she hit the floor. In less than a second, their positions reversed. Except this time, he?d pinned her back against the wall, her hands imprisoned by his, over her head.
The position pushed her full breasts up, almost spilling them from her top. Nice. He lifted his gaze, prepared for a hard glare. If her eyes were molten earlier, they were near boiling now. He couldn?t have stopped the next words that spilled from his lips if he?d tried.
?I win.?
?You ass!? She squirmed and bucked against him like a feral cat. Instead of gaining her freedom, though, each maneuver jammed her tighter into his hold. Her every inhale shoved her breasts into his chest. Heat radiated off her body, threatening to scramble his brain. Before he knew he?d even moved, his lips hovered over hers. What made him stop, God only knew. Maybe it was the way she?d suddenly grown still? Or maybe it was the moment she?d parted her lips, releasing warm, peppermint-scented bursts of air that seduced his mind. So damn enticing. All he had to do was lean in one more inch, and he?d –
Fire shot up his arm. ?Son of a?? Releasing her, he jumped back and flung his gaze to the offending limb. Blood.
A thin line of crimson blossomed along the outside of his bicep. She?d played him. Purposefully distracted him, so she could pull her hand free and reach for a blade that must have been hidden under her skirt and against her thigh. The little minx.
He swiveled his head back in Gabrielle?s direction. Air punched from his lungs. Christ. Blood surged to his cock. The overwhelming urge to stroke the rock-hard length at the sight of her was short-circuiting his brain. Gabrielle stood, one boot in front of the other, palming a short dagger. She was ready to fight.
He was ready to fuck.
Arran rocked from one foot to the other, searching within for the strength not to take what was his. Mentally, he shook his head. No. She?s not yours, asshole. But damn if his cock had the sense to listen.
?I know you weren?t about to kiss me, warrior. Were you?? She raised a delicate brow and tilted her head. ?Because last I heard, my kiss was ?forgettable.??
Ouch. He?d had a feeling if he ever saw her again, that asinine comment would come back to bite him in the ass.
?Give me the blade, Gabrielle.?
?This?? She twirled the dagger, then palmed the hilt and held it up for display. ?You want it?? A devious smile lit her face. With her other hand, she beckoned him with her fingers. ?Come and take it.?
Bad, bad challenge, kitten. A tremor started in his gut and worked its way up, until it was a buzz inside his brain. Every cell in his body wanted to take.
Mark.
Claim.
A gasp of air in his ear was the only indicator that he?d grabbed her. He didn?t remember the trip. Arran lifted her feet from the floor, whirled, and gently laid her on the stairs, pressing his hips, his chest into hers. He had to get his body next to hers. Everywhere. The dagger fell from her hand, rolling and thumping its way down the steps, each tumble a hollow thud.
The loud percussions bypassed the noise inside his head and brought him to a dead halt. He lay with his hips between her legs, his groin pressed to hers. His mouth suspended above her lips. He dropped his gaze to her mouth. God, how he loved the delicate line of her lips, a perfect bow. So full and pink. Her tongue darted out and moistened the lower one. He couldn?t stifle the groan that rolled from the back of his throat.
He dragged his gaze back to her eyes. Passion mixed with doubt and fear stared back at him. ?I?m sorry.? The whispered words tumbled from his heart.
She blinked, then swallowed. ?Why??
?For hurting you.?
Her eyelids shuttered, and her breath hitched. Did she believe him? Was an apology enough for what he?d done? He?d walked away, leaving her to think he?d never wanted her, when the truth was, he wanted her more than his next breath. Sorry sounded so insignificant, compared to how much damage he?d done to her heart.
?Gabrielle.? Long, dark eyelashes lifted. Beautiful, near gold eyes shimmered with unshed tears. Please don?t cry. If only he had the power to bring her tears of joy. Instead of the pain he was so damn good at. He wanted to kiss the hurt away. ?Remind me.?
Her lips parted first in silence before she asked, ?Of what??
Arran released her arms and cupped her face with his palms. He caressed her lips with his gaze before lifting it back to hers. ?What I walked away from.?
Jessica Lee Bio:
Almost every author?s bio states they?ve been writing since they learned to read. It?s what they?ve always wanted to do. Well, my journey wasn?t so straight and narrow. I?ve been a nurse for over twenty years and hold a bachelor?s degree in Science with a major in Biology. So, as you can see, my career path had originally gone in the opposite direction. I didn?t discover my passion for the craft until after I?d had my son and decided to work part-time.
I?ve always loved to read but had never read a paranormal romance. Then one night at work on break, I began reading Karen Marie Moning?s, Spell of the Highlander. I couldn?t believe what I had been missing, and I immediately feel in love with the genre.
I wanted to write like that. To create a story others could find the same excitement in, as I did, when I read my first sensual paranormal romance.
That?s what I hope you find here. A fabulous escape and wonderful adventure that keeps you coming back for more.
Jessica Lee lives in the southeastern USA with her husband and son. She loves writing, and can?t wait for that quiet time each day when her son is in school and she can get lost in another place and world with the fantastical, sexy creatures in her head.
She?s a member of Romance Writers of America, FF&P, Carolina Romance Writers and Passionate Ink.
New Cover Candy- Blood Claim: Tainted
Check out the gorgeous cover that the wonderful Anne Cain did for Blood Claim: Tainted (Coming Soon to Loose-Id):
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Cover Candy
Hi!
Here’s a look at two new covers.
Strange Hollow: Seducing a Wallflower ?(Cover by April Martinez) Coming soon to Liquid Silver Books:
Cover for Bedtime Stories:?Inspiration (Cover By Renee George) Coming Soon to Changeling Press April 1st (yes, I know, LOL):
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Adult Excerpt (XXX)
Control herself? Alastrina didn’t know whether to scream or groan at what his tongue was currently doing. Not to mention what his cat was doing to her nipples. She stared at the shadow of a leopard on her chest. Its long nimble tongue tormented her nipple with slow swipes. Light sandpaper passes that set off sparks of pleasure through her body. Trina lifted her arms and grabbed hold of the cat’s head. Warm, soft fur met her palms. She marveled at how real it all felt. Trina ran her hands down the body in wonder. Muscle slid under flesh and fur.
The tongue lapping at her anus stopped and she looked through the almost transparent vision of the cat down to its master. His eyes were a bright gold edged in black. “I told you not to move your arms. You must be punished,” he purred.
The way he said the last word sent heat straight to her pussy as more cream leaked from her entrance. He rose up and sat on his heels. His cat also pulled back from her.
“Up on your hands and knees,” Garrison ordered.
Alastrina didn’t wait to comply. She scrambled up and positioned herself as anticipation sung in her veins. His earlier promise echoed in her mind. She shivered, waiting for him to finally give her what she needed; to be ridden hard and fast. She felt his hand sinking into her hair and he yanked her head back, not enough to hurt. Her heart hammered against her ribcage as she felt the wet roughness of the cat’s tongue slide down her spine.
“Either you don’t listen or you wanted to be punished. Is that it? You think to control me while playing the submissive?” he whispered near her ear. His hot, moist breath brushed her ear, causing a tremor to run through her. He traced the shell slowly before taking her lobe between his teeth and sucking it hard.
“I’m not sure what I should do. To fuck you would be giving you what you want and to not would only torture us both. Tell me, Alastrina, can you follow directions or do I have to torture us both and draw this out further than it needs to go?” He peppered her neck with kisses as the cat’s sandpaper tongue was back at her breast, swirling around the firm mound until he got to the nipple. One brush of the roughness against the sensitive tip sent bolts of electricity straight to her clit. She bucked her hips as sensory overload grabbed her. Her pain and pleasure sensors were flicked on and off when the cat scraped her nipple while its tail tickled her wet slit.
Meanwhile, Garrison was kissing his way over her back. Once he got to her bottom he bit one of the cheeks, causing her to cry out. He followed that with a hard slap first on the left side and then the right. She cried out again. The sting turned to heat and pleasure. Her pussy gushed cream. The juices trickled down her thighs. Trina was trapped between cat and man and it was a delicious sandwich. With each strike of his palm and each swipe of the cat’s tongue she was driven closer and closer to orgasm.
Trina was holding on by a fraying string. Her need spiraled tighter and tighter in the pit of her stomach. She cried out when he rammed his hips into her. His thick, hard cock sunk into her tight, wet cunt. Her inner muscles squeezed his shaft and they both groaned. He stilled inside of her but his palm didn’t stop and neither did the cat’s tongue. Now its tail was tickling and teasing her clit.
Her nerve endings were on fire as waves of sensation wrapped around her. Trina could barely breathe or think past the pleasure. He pulsed inside of her. She could feel every heartbeat, and when he withdrew, she groaned in protest. She contracted her vaginal muscles around him, trying to draw him back inside of her. When only the head of his cock remained, he paused and then pushed forward again, his cock stretching her sweetly.
“Garrison,” she moaned. “Fuck me, harder.”
“You don’t give the orders around here, sweet.” He stilled again and she let out a scream. Frustration was mixing with desire as his hand continued to swat her ass and the cat teased her nipple and her clit.
“Please, Garrison,” she pleaded.
“Please what?”
She was bewildered, unsure of what to say. All she knew was that need pulsed through her veins as the fire burned out of control in her body. “Damn it. No games, fuck me.”
The spanking stopped and she felt the press of his hot, damp, hard body against her back. He kissed the crook of her neck before sinking his teeth down hard. Trina gasped and bucked against him. “Fuck!” she screamed at the unexpected pain.
He held her hair and continued to bite down. His hips pulled away from her body slowly before slamming back into her in short thrusts that rocked her. It wasn’t enough.
“Harder, damn you. Fuck me harder,” she demanded. She rocked against him, pushing her hips back at him as best she could. He released her shoulder. She felt the wet slide of blood and saliva move down her chest and breast. The fluids were lapped up by the cat before it returned to teasing her nipples.
He paused again and she let out a frustrated scream. Garrison chuckled. “What’s the magic word, love?”
She swore. “I don’t know. Damn it, just tell me and then fuck me.”
He placed a kiss just below her ear. “It’s Master, as in ‘please, fuck me, Master’.”
“I don’t belong to you,” she threw out, panting. Her body was tied in a knot as the cat continued its assault. A sharp sting landed on her clit and her hips bucked. Trina cried out in surprise.
“Know who you’re dealing with,” Garrison growled next to her ear. “I am the master of your body. I own you tonight, me and my cat. Show sass again, and the cat will whip you with its tail, and I’ll refuse to give you release.”
The iron in his voice and the soft strokes of the cat’s tail wound her up. They aroused her ever higher. She snorted, trying to ignore the sensations they were causing. “I belong to me. Just because you’re fucking me doesn’t mean a damn thing. I can finish myself off.”
He stopped thrusting. His cock pulsed in her cunt. The cat stopped what it was doing to flick her clit hard, sending a sharp bolt of pleasure through her. She bit down on her bottom lip to keep from crying out.
“Don’t even think about finishing yourself off,” he murmured softly.
She felt rope around her wrists and ankles. A glance down showed nothing.
“Flexing your power to hold me, ha?” Alastrina drew upon her own low reserves and tried to break his hold only to fail.
“I am more than you think I am. Now bow to me and call me Master.”
“Kind of hard to do that when I’m on all fours,” she sassed.
Three more smacks; this time first on one side of her pussy and then the other before landing on her clit.
“Shit!” She bucked. Pleasure shot straight to her cunt, causing it to clench around his cock.
“I can go on like this all night. The question is, can you?” He began to thrust into her again with short strokes. The cat lapped its way down her body. When that rough tongue touched her labia she gasped loudly. The cat lapped first at her wet slit and then her clit.
The combined sensations were too much. Her orgasm tightened and spiraled upward, tighter and tighter until she thought she would snap.
“Not yet,” Garrison growled. Both he and the cat stopped and Alastrina screamed.
“You come when I say you come. Now say what you’re supposed to say or we keep this up,” Garrison threatened.
She tried to move her arms and legs but his power held her fast. Need made her capitulate.
“Fuck me, Master, please, let me come,” she said softly. Instead of feeling as if she was giving away a piece of herself, a sense of contentment came over her.
“Oh Goddess.” His cock twitched inside of her and she moaned. He lifted his body off of hers and withdrew before slamming into her. “Damn it, that sounded so sweet coming from you. So fucking sexy.”
He fucked her hard now. Her body shook with the force of his thrusts.
“Mine, all mine, you belong to me now.”
The cat nipped her clit and pleasure skittered through her. She was on a knife’s edge, so close to coming.
“Please, let me come.” Alastrina wasn’t sure who she was begging, him or the cat. She didn’t care. The orgasm was so close she could practically taste it.
“Please what?” He slapped her ass hard, sending a shockwave of heat and pleasure through her.
“Please, Master, let me come.”
“I control your pleasure, don’t I? I’m the one that can make you come, aren’t I? This sweet pussy belongs to me, doesn’t it? So I ask you, sweetness, who do you belong to?”
“You, I belong to you. Please, Master, let me come,” she begged.
“You’re damn right you do.” He pounded into her harder as the cat pressed her clit down with its tongue. The pressure was at the bursting point. When the cat released the aching bundle of nerves that was her clit, she came, screaming Garrison’s name.
The world narrowed down to the pleasure. Her vision blurred and spots danced before her eyes. Intense sensation collided through her in wave after wave of pleasure from her head to her feet. Her fingers and toes curled tightly as her body shook, racked with the intensity of her orgasm.
He continued to pound her pussy as the cat lapped and nipped her clit. Alastrina was falling through an endless void of desire and fire as aftershocks rippled through her. Her screams became hoarse cries until she lost her voice completely. Her eyelids slipped down. She wasn’t sure how much more she could take before she went unconscious. Garrison continued to pull at her body, yanking out small orgasms until she couldn’t come anymore. When she thought he would truly fuck her into unconsciousness, his cock expanded in her cunt. The shaft became harder. It jumped, pulsed and began shooting his hot seed into her clenching vagina.
She shook with effort to stay up as he pumped his hips. Trina felt their mixed juices slip out. A soft groan fell from her lips and she began to sway.
His power slipped from around her wrists and ankles and the cat vanished. She didn’t have the strength to think about where it went. Her eyelids fluttered before slipping down, and exhaustion took hold. Her body fell to the mattress as he pulled out of her.
“I’ve got you, sweet. Don’t worry. Just sleep now,” he murmured.
She did just that, trusting that he would keep her safe, from what she didn’t know.
-END OF EXCERPT-
Blurb:
All romanced out, Love Fairy Alastrina is tired of putting together happy couples. All she wants is a little bit of “me time” to forget her job for one night. She strides into Last Call: London looking for some action.
Chocolate Shock: Heat packed sexin’ — no baggage required or desired.
Rebellious leopard shifter Garrison Fredricks may be the answer to all her needs. Some sexy talk and a bit of action is just what the love fairy ordered. Only problem is he has a teensy-weensy little secret that may piss her off. And a Love Fairy pissed off is not a good thing.
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A look at Pas de Deux by Fiona Jayde
Blurb:
One wrong move, and she could be dancing on her grave?
Two years after an injury put her dancing career on hold, Lynnrina Kovaleva is determined to reclaim her place on the stage. On the eve of her comeback production, she takes the edge off her nerves with a one-night stand in the strong arms of celebrity bodyguard Mateo Rivera.
Ex-cop Mateo is celebrating one hell of an anniversary: eight months since he was declared unfit for duty. When a delicate beauty boldly propositions him in a bar, he chooses to lose himself in her body rather than lose his mind to alcohol. This choice comes back to haunt him when he?s hired to protect a prima ballerina who?s been receiving threats.
Despite her shock at seeing him again, Lynn must not allow their intense attraction?or any creepy fan letters?to undermine her performance. Mateo can?t reconcile this coldly focused dancer with the passionate woman who seduced him. Yet he sees fire under the ice, pain hidden by the smooth mask of perfection.
The vivid memory of their entwined bodies wars with the job at hand, but he must keep Lynn safe?regardless of the cost. The most difficult challenge, however, will be keeping his hands to himself.
Warning: Contains jet?s, pli?s, a chilling touch of danger, and the boiling heat of an unwanted attraction that combusts into passionate sex.
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Excerpt (Steamy)
She couldn?t handle another day of nerves, of pent-up lust ruining her focus. ?You shouldn?t stay at the studio today.? Somehow a letter from some lunatic made her less nervous than those hard dark eyes.
His eyebrows rose. ?We back to the same game??
?No games.? She forced herself to put down her glass calmly before she slammed it on the counter. The same counter where he?d fucked her from behind, where she?d begged him to go harder. ?I need to focus on the piece and I can?t do that with you watching.? The words kept pouring out even while she tried to get herself to just shut up. ?You?re hot then you?re cold, and I can?t catch my balance. Either it?s personal or business, and you??
?Last night was personal.?
?Don?t freaking interrupt.? Except she didn?t know what else to say now.
?You?re done talking??
?No.? It came out breathy when she wanted to tell him to go to hell. Except his eyes held her a willing captive.
?You should know I barely slept last night.?
She nodded, suddenly nervous.
?You should know I?m not thinking clearly.?
Another nod, because she didn?t have anything to say.
?You should tell me to go.?
?Then go.? She thought she whispered those two words except his mouth was on hers, firm, wild, desperate.
No control this time, no seduction. He kissed her as if he were starved, as if her mouth was salvation.
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Book Trailer Link:
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Why I Wrote Vampire Babylon by Chris Marie Green
I wrote my Vampire Babylon series for a few reasons. I wanted to:
- flesh out a hunter who was kick-ass yet vulnerable.
- have fun with a group of characters (and I do mean the quirky kind) who would serve as a hunting team.
- do a bloody, gritty, neon-on-the-dark-rainy-streets infused mystery.
- create some vamps of a different stripe.
So I started playing around with an idea that fused many of these elements. Since I?m pretty much a storage unit for pop cultural tidbits, I took all of the above, mixed it with a ?Charlie?s Angels? type boss (who?s also a bit of the Phantom of the Opera), resurrected one of the most well-known urban legends of the silver screen (the ghost boy from THREE MEN AND A BABY), and gave it a spin.
Poof?my first Vampire Babylon trilogy was born, stretching awake through (and under) the gothic, noir streets of Los Angeles.
But here was the thing?this story about an erotically charged Hollywood Underground was so big that I knew I wouldn?t be able to tell it all in just one book. So I looked at HARRY POTTER and how J.K. Rowling used a mythology that spanned seven books?stories in which the big bad villain wasn?t put to rest until the very last installment. I looked at the fascination with LOST. And I decided that my story would be best served by using a longer trilogy arc.
It was chancy. Although there?s a central mystery that?s solved by the end of each book, there were mystery, mythology, and character threads that wouldn?t be tied up until the third book. But in NIGHT RISING, MIDNIGHT REIGN, and BREAK OF DAWN, I feel like things did come to a satisfying close?
Until Ace asked me to write another three books.
And I was ready, because I had a yen to explore one of the most haunted cities in the world?London. Also, I had an idea for some vampires who had a lot in common with certain fairy tales. Basically, this second trilogy features what I consider to be the scariest vampires of all?young girls who are lured by an older man making promises to them. Promises he, of course, has no intention of keeping. And, let?s be honest?you never want to tick off a teenaged girl. (I would?ve been the biggest nightmare vampire of all, way back when!)
The first two books, A DROP OF RED (book 4) and THE PATH OF RAZORS (book 5), show you a different underground than the Hollywood one, and the trilogy will be closing out with the third installment, DEEP IN THE WOODS (book 6), on March 2, 2010. I had such fun doing this trilogy?I got to travel to London, where I blocked out scenes in Highgate Cemetery and Southwark. And when you get to research something as interesting as the effect fairy tales have had on society? Icing on the cake.
If you?ve read the previous five books, thank you from the bottom of my arguably dark heart. : ) If you?d like to start, the books are out there just waiting for you to snag them?much like the things that exist under the ground, watching, waiting?wanting.
I?ll be giving away a signed copy of THE PATH OF RAZORS, Vampire Babylon, Book Five, to someone who comments on this blog. Check back tomorrow for the winner!
Enjoy!
Happy Hunting,
Chris Marie Green
Updates and Stuff
Hi Everyone!
Currently I’m battling the tail end of a cold that’s kicked my butt for the last week. I hate feeling tired. Ugh. Anyway. I’m currently working on Last Call Europe: Dog Sled. I’m up to 20k with it and hopefully will have it done by the end of the week. It has a release date of April 30th. *Grin*
I just started edits for Bedtime Stories: Inspiration which is due out April 2nd. So you have two dates for April.
This month I have Sex and Chocolate: Chocolate Bliss due out on the 15th the same day as the fabu authors: Mina Carter, Cat Marsters and Anne Kane have books out. So excited! (Pssst I just finished reading Cat’s Almost Human, LOVED it). We’re gonna have an all day party on the Changeling Reader loop so please stop by and party with us.
Speaking of Chocolate Bliss check out the cover candy Mareteeka Karland did:
Gorgeous yes? I’m so excited. Also, use coupon code: ChocoBliss for 5% off your purchase at ChangelingPress.com.
Here’s the blurb to the story:
All Connor wanted was for his significant other Roxi to relax. Opening her new caf? has been stressing her out. So to help her unwind he concocts his special Bliss Out Hot Chocolate. Only it doesn’t go quite as planned.
Roxi’s not relaxed at all. The seal containing her succubus nature is deteriorating and the hunger for sex is wearing down her self-control. Connor calls on his best friend, an incubus, for help.
I should also mention that out this week is the Aftershock Antho which features Carlanime Bligh, Michelle Hasker, Me, B.J. McCall, Cynthia Sax and Kira Stone.
Enter The Layer — Nisha is gifted with special powers of love and intimacy, and decides it’s time to take her new powers for a test drive.
Catching Adan — Rayna wants more from Adan than their current friends-with-benefits relationship. But Adan’s got a secret ?- he’s a werewolf. Is it worth risking what they’ve got for a chance at so much more?
Special Training — Some spanking and a bit of sex is what Michelle needs to get her magikal focus back, and off of her sexy vampire mentor.
Flying Into Paradise — A blue-eyed captain brings an island myth to life.
Sweet Haunting — While waiting for the next aftershock from a recent earthquake, Bayley’s prayers are answered in a most unexpected way.
Deep Feelings — A shipwrecked vampire and a Caribbean water god — Is this a match made in Heaven or will each swim with the fishes alone?
My story is Special Training. These are all flash stories about 3k+ in length.
Find out more by clicking ?here.
Also, before I forget, the?fantastic?Chris Marie Green has a new release coming out tomorrow. *Squeeee* Deep in the Woods. I’m soooo excited. I’ll try to get a bit more about the book from Chris. I sooo can’t wait to read this book. As soon as I get it I’ll probably go off and read it. Shhh, don’t tell my Critique/Word War buddies. Especially Michelle Hasker, she might get out the flogger. *whimper*
Um, let’s see what else. Oh Appearances!
March 5th- Coffee Time Romances Reader Retreat- Loose-Id (Loose-Id is there all month, stop by and check out the awesome authors and excerpts. Here’s the list of authors:
Won’t you join us?
http://www.coffeetimeromance.com/board/forumdisplay.php?f=1211
Loose Id’s Readers’ Retreat at Coffee Time Romance Starts Monday!
Some exciting events and activities have been planned! Here is just a sampling:
Lissa Matthews and Suzanne Rock will be interviewing each other on 1 March and 18 March.
On 7 March, Ali Katz will give away a copy of her book, The Highwayman. Also, anyone who visits her guestbook and signs on that day will be entered into Passion in Spades Monthly Drawing for March. She will also announce a monthly drawing on 9 March, so look for that.
On 8 March, G.G. Royale will post the humorous article “Everything I Needed to Know about Treating Other People I Learned on a Kittenplay Forum.”
S.W. Vaughn will give a title away on 10 March. The reader will get to chose from three different titles.
Look for exciting theme days, when many authors may be poking their heads in to share and chat. Saturday, 6 March covers contemporary erotic romance, mystery, and suspense. On 7 March, we’ll have historical, westerns, and action/ adventure. For those of you that like to let your mind explore far-off worlds, come to the forum on 13 March for science fiction, fantasy, and time travel. If you’re not tied up on 14 March, stop in for BDSM and all the deliciousness that comes with that. 20 March is our last day in the forum, and that will be given over to the darker side, to the vampires, shape-shifters, and paranormal stories.
So mark your calendars and your browser’s bookmarks and make sure to join us throughout the month of March.
March 18th
LRC Yahoo Loop from 6pm-8PM EST
March- 19th
TRS Chat Room9:00-10:30pm EST
Okay. I think that’s it. Any more info and I’ll let you know. 
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