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Hump Day H00k #HDH ~ week 1

Hi all! I'm new to the group and this is my first week sharing a paragraph of my work. :)
Today I'm giving you a peek into my newest release Lovers and the Fiend. It's the opening paragraphs to the story. Enjoy!

* I have your woman. A nice piece of ass she is, too. She tells me you’re not bad yourself. I would love for you to join us later. A car will be waiting for you outside your office at noon today where my assistant will fill you in on some details. If you know what’s good for you and your gal, you’ll take advantage of this invitation. See you soon. ~ Kol Ainmire
* Jack Vorst’s temper went full tilt within a second. His blood pounded hard through his head and body. He’d told Kristina to be careful when she went out on her cases, but it seemed she still had gotten herself in trouble. Not good.

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A Look At Ella Grey & 'The Schoolteacher and the Dom' ( @ellagrey26 @evernightpub #SO )

Today we have author Ella Grey visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Thanks CR Moss for helping me celebrate my latest release on your blog. (You're welcome! ;) )

* I’ve always wanted to be a writer. When I was younger it wasn’t about getting published for me, it was just about learning to tell a great story. A few years ago I found a home with a small publisher and I never looked back. The Schoolteacher and the Dom is my second solo story with Evernight Publishing.

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* The Schoolteacher and the Dom is the first story in my ‘The Black Rose’ series. It tells the story of Nola Pryce, a schoolteacher and Alex Winchester, the owner of The Black Rose, a fetish club in New York. It does have elements of light BDSM in it, but it isn’t hard-core. I wanted to show a realistic start to a Dom/Sub relationship. In this instalment they meet and Nola gets an introduction to Alex’s world. The next story in this series will go into more depth, with sensory play.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* With a lot of coffee and a naughty imagination lol I’m kidding. Well, there was coffee involved.

Describe the hero in five words.
* Alex is seductive, confident, powerful, strong and sexy.

Describe the heroine in five words.
* Nola is kind, adventurous, smart, witty and lonely.

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* Lilith Yee, otherwise known as Madame Tease, she’s a dominatrix and Alex’s business partner. She doesn’t have much to say in this story but I’ve got a feeling that I’ll be telling her story soon.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* Not a line but this is my favourite paragraph. Damn it, Winchester. Grow a pair of balls and call the woman. You want to call her. You want to finish what she started on the floor. She might not be want you thought you wanted in a submissive but she sets your blood on fire. Alex picked up his phone and then promptly put it back down again. You know that she’ll inspire you and that you’ll be able to help each other grow. She also doesn’t have half the emotional baggage that you have, which will make a nice change.

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Nola Pryce didn’t expect much to happen over the Christmas holidays. She planned on spending it alone, eating too much chocolate and watching bad TV. She certainly didn’t expect Alex, a man with a secret that’s sure to change her life—if she lets it.
* Alex Winchester runs The Black Rose Club with his business partner and friend Lilith Yee. It caters to every dark fantasy. But Alex is a Dom without a submissive, until he meets Nola. He invites her to The Black Rose Club Christmas party. A lot rests on this one night. Alex is giving Nola a choice. It’s up to her if she wants to say yes.
Be Warned: mild BDSM
~ Excerpt ~ * She reached down, trailing her fingers over his chiselled features. He closed his eyes, letting her continue her intimate study of his face. She ran her fingers through his hair and slipped off the chair so she straddled him.
* “What are you doing, Nola?” he practically whispered the words and they sent a shiver down her spine.
* She put her arms over his shoulders. She placed her cheek on his and whispered in his ear, “What’s your kink, Alex?”
* “What makes you think I have one?” Suddenly his hands where on her ass and he pulled her closer. She gasped from the sweet friction.
* “You run this place for starters.” She pulled away slightly and undid his tie, pulling it off with one swift movement. Alex’s eyes were still closed and Nola dropped a kiss on his parted lips. “You can tell me, Alex. I won’t judge.”
* “I want you to submit to me.”
* Nola couldn’t help her physical reaction to Alex. The fact he wanted to dominate her turned on more than she thought. Alex opened his eyes. “You’re kind of blowing away all my expectations. I didn’t think that you’d do this.” He rolled his hips and Nola could feel his hard-on pressing against her. “I thought we’d take this slow, build the trust, and then ask if you wanted to submit to my control.”
* Nola kissed him again. “That sounds like a lot of hard work.” she said as she nibbled on his bottom lip.
* He picked her up and rolled her onto her back in one swift movement that stole her breath. His lower body trapped her against the floor. “It would be worth it.”

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A Look At Tina Pollick & 'Gabriel' ( @TinaPollick @evernightpub #SO )

Today we have author Tina Pollick visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* When Tina Pollick isn’t writing paranormal romance about Heavenly hunks, and smart, sassy women, this RN enjoys a quiet home life with her husband, children, two horses, two dogs, cat, chickens, guineas, well sort of quiet.
* Tina has just finished her first Urban Fantasy novel, GABRIEL, A Kematian Hunter Series and is working on the first book of another Urban Fantasy series, SOUL BROKER.

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* Gabriel is the first in my first series. The next book will be Raphael, which I’m working on right now.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* ‘What if’. That’s kind of how stories come to me. I have an idea and I think ‘what if’ this happened, or ‘what if’ I threw this at them, how would they respond?

Describe the hero in five words.
* Sexy, compassionate, non-technical, angelic wings

Describe the heroine in five words.
* Sassy, smart and smart ass, compassionate

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* I like the main characters Gabriel and Calla, but I really like The Captain. I think he might be my favorite. He’s a demon, but at the end it turns out he’s more then just a demon.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* Shoot, you ask some hard questions. Ummm.
* I’m going to say this one, because my husband helped me with it. I couldn’t come up with the right analogy, but he sure did.
* ‘It felt like pulling a rubber boot stuck in thick mud.’

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * When demons sunder ancient bonds, a love-match between a valiant archangel and a selfless nurse brings humanity's last hope -- but demon-taint may destroy them both.
* The prison the archangels have guarded, housed deep within the earth is destroyed, releasing Kematians (demons) to feed upon humanity. The angels are losing the battle again as the Kematians ability to regenerate hampers the angel’s ability to destroy them. Gabriel is stabbed by an Angel Killing Sword; he’s accepted his fate that he will die; only to be revived by Calla’s ability to heal.
* Calla Stevens, RN, tries to find who or what is killing the victims that are coming into the ER, only to be infected herself when she comes face-to-face with the Kematians. Calla has saved Gabriel once, is she’s willing to trade her life for his this time?
* Archangel Gabriel struggles with new emotions as he discovers Calla is his soul mate. He strives to defend humanity, with the assistance of his brother Archangel Michael and new human friends. Gabriel will have to choose whether he will live or die when his future with Calla is destroyed.
CONTENT WARNING: Spicy sex.
~ Excerpt ~ * “Are you kidding me? You weigh maybe a hundred pounds soaking wet. What do you think you’re doing walking alone at night?” She noticed Eric looking down at all five feet three inches of her, scowling. “Let me give you a ride home.”
* Eric’s radio went off. “Shit. I have to go, Calla, another attack. Call a cab, please.”
* “Yeah, sure.”
* He hurried away. Calla walked in the opposite direction, towards her house. She took this path three to four days a week on her way home from work. There wasn’t any way she was going to call a cab.
* She heard footsteps closing in behind her. Alarmed, she wrapped her hand around the can of mace in her pocket and picked up her pace.
* The footsteps were gone. Had she imagined them? Calla turned her head to look but she was alone. “Get it together, chicken. You’re scaring yourself now.”
* She rounded the corner nearing an alley. A trickle of red blood flowed from it, creeping onto the sidewalk. Calla stopped in front of a pathway as uneasiness washed over her. Fear and ethics battled within her. Ethics won, but her legs felt like lead, and they weren’t moving. She forced herself to take a few steps and spotted a mound lying next to the wall.
* After several tense seconds, she tightened her grip on the can of mace and slowly made her way towards the heap on the ground.
* This is exactly how all the stupid girls are killed in the movies. They go walking right into danger, and boom, they’re dead.
* Approaching the mound, she trembled. As she moved closer she saw a tanned foot sticking out from the trench coat. Calla bent down, her chest heaving, hands shaking as she reached the foot and gave it a quick shake, but nothing happened. Relax, before you hyperventilate and end up on the ground, too. Breathe, Calla, breathe.
* She stood, crept forward, and reached for what she hoped was the head. She knelt down and pulled back the thick trench coat. His head turned to the side, face badly beaten, eyes cracked to reveal a glimmer of the brightest green she had ever seen.
* “Holy shit!” She jumped back, startled.
* The man didn’t move. She bent down again this time reaching for his neck. The pulse was weak. She had already used her gifts twice this evening, and her body still ached from the two previous failures. “Focus. You can do this.” She struggled to turn the man onto his back. When she finally rolled him over there was a knife, with a green hue as if the metal was oxidized, protruding out of his chest.
* “Of course there’s a knife,” Calla murmured to herself.
* “I’m going to try to help you,” she whispered in his ear. She knew she might not be able to save him, but she had to try. If she could pull the knife out in a quick motion she could heal him. She placed her hands around the hilt of the knife and pulled. Nothing happened. “Maybe if I get some leverage.”
* Calla straddled the man, planting one tennis shoe on each side of his limp body. She bent down and wrapped both hands around the hilt and pulled with everything she had. The knife began to move—barely—but it was moving. It felt like pulling a rubber boot stuck in thick mud. After a few more attempts the suction released, and the knife was freed.
* She collapsed on his chest and sat up, placing both palms on the bleeding wound. “Please, oh please let this work.” Calla focused on the wound, gathering energy. Then her hands began to glow. Sweat dripped matting blonde hair to her forehead, and her vision began to dim. “I won’t let you die,” she promised.
* Then darkness embraced her.

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A L00k At 'In The Dark' by Katie Salidas & Willsin R0we ( @QuixoticKatie #SO )

Today we have authors Katie Salidas and Willsin Rowe visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
~ Katie Salidas ~ * Katie Salidas is a Super Woman! Endowed with special powers and abilities, beyond those of mortal women, She can get the munchkins off to gymnastics, cheerleading, Girl Scouts, and swim lessons. She can put hot food on the table for dinner while assisting with homework, baths, and bedtime… And, She still finds the time to keep the hubby happy (nudge nudge wink wink). She can do all of this and still have time to write.
* And if you can believe all of those lies, there is some beautiful swamp land in Florida for sale…
* Katie Salidas resides in Las Vegas, Nevada. Mother, wife, and author, she does try to do it all, often causing sleep deprivation and many nights passed out at the computer. Writing books is her passion, and she hopes that her passion will bring you hours of entertainment.
~ Willsin Rowe ~ Willsin Rowe falls in love with a scent, a playful expression or an act of casual intimacy more easily than with physical beauty. When confronted by any combination of those elements he is a lost cause. He has done many things over and over, done even more things only once, and half-done more things than he cares to admit. He loves to sing and doesn’t let his voice get in the way. He is intelligent but not sensible. He is passionate but fearful. He is not scruffy enough or stylish enough to be cool.

What book are you going to tell us about today?
Today, we’re offering a look at our new release, In the Dark.

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ With finals completed Cory, Hana and Maddy plan to hit the clubs. But when a blackout kicks Cory’s achluophobia into overdrive, the girls decide to ease his fear...in any way they can.
Warning: This title contains graphic language, sexual situations, multi-racial nookie, girl-on-girl lovin’ and frankly unsupportable fear treatment methods
* Cory Matthews is a handsome undergrad...with an embarrassing phobia. One that gets his heart pounding every single night. Achluophobia. Fear of the dark.
* With finals all done and dusted, Cory swings by to pick up his girlfriend Hana, and her sexy roommate Maddy, for a big night of hitting the clubs and blowing off steam.
* But before their night of fun can get started a summer monsoon knocks out the power for a whole city block, plunging Hana’s house into pitch blackness...kicking Cory’s fear into overdrive.
* Though Hana sometimes teases Cory about his phobia, she knows it’s no laughing matter. And she’ll use whatever comes to hand – including Maddy – to take his mind off his troubles.
* Together, these temptresses will show him that sometimes darkness can be far more revealing than light.

~ Excerpt ~ * Working only by feel, she had my rigid cock out in seconds, leaving it sitting there in the cool night air. She bit my bottom lip, something she’d never done before, and then disappeared. Her hand throttled my cock, every rough tug seeming to pull another deep breath into my lungs. A moment later, the air turned warm, and I felt her tongue curling up along the underside until she reached the fat tip of it.
* “Dayum, girl.” If the power came back on now, Maddy would get a full view of us. And that turned me on like nothing ever had. The threat of being caught fucking. Especially after all that teasing, from both ladies.
* Hana slipped her hot mouth down over me, pulling up my shirt and scratching my belly with her nails, adding some sharp spice to the amazing pleasure. Another little twist she’d never done before. I slipped my fingers into her hair again, brushing it back from her ear as she licked and sucked on me.
* The rain sounded like it was easing up a little. It was still loud, but now at least it didn’t sound like someone was driving a steam train on the roof.
* A moan escaped my throat as Hana cupped my heavy balls. I hadn’t meant to make any noise, especially now there was more chance of Maddy hearing us. But what my girl was doing just felt so damn good. I pulled lightly on her hair and traced her cute little ear with my fingers. Her heavy pendant earring brushed against my wrist and I jumped.
* ’Cause I suddenly had a thought.
* What if this wasn’t Hana? What if it was Maddy?

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A Look At My Release 'Lovers & the Fiend' ( @evernightpub #SO )

Today we have... Me! LOL! I figured I'd take a dose of my own medicine and do the interview that I usually have guests do. ;)

What book am I going to tell you about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* I'm going give you a bit of insight into my newest release ~ Lovers and the Fiend.

How'd me & my muse come up with this story?
* This is a story in Evernight Publishing’s Naughty Fairy Tale line. The characters, Jack and Kristina, appeared in my short story – Chasing Miss Kringle – that’s in an Evernight Publishing anthology – Stockings and Suspenders. This is the first of a handful of stories I have planned for the NFT line that revolve around the world started in CMK and Lovers. Readers, you don’t have to read the anthology story to read Lovers, but it’d be nice if you did. ;) The idea for the world these characters exist in came when I got the idea for Chasing Miss Kringle for Stockings and Suspenders. At first the anthology story was just going to revolve around a guy meeting a woman at a 5k race, but then my muse ran with the paranormal idea and created a dual investigation service. Then, I had an urge to write for the NFT line and figured CMK would be a good place to start with a world and setting for that story. It all takes place in my home town of Las Vegas.

Describe the hero in five words.
* handsome, intelligent, stubborn, honest, slow-to-change

Describe the heroine in five words.
* feisty, smart, independent, passionate, magical

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* Surprisingly, I have to say Sidero. The poor thing. (You'll have to read to find out why.) I'm hoping she'll come forward and give me her story one of these days.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* 'Pale skinned, she appeared beautiful at first glance, but there was an underlying aspect of decay and dilapidation, like an old house someone tried to make look new with a fresh coat of paint, but no one bothered to make repairs.'
* A special thanks to my crit partner, Erin, for helping me with my stories! ;)

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Ex-cop turned private investigator, Jack Vorst, learns his elf girlfriend Kristina has been missing for a few days after being invited to an underground vampire club. He, too, is summoned to visit club Hexenringe and is taken captive. Jack finds Kristina bound and gagged in a human sized bird cage. They’re both thrust into a kinky world at the hands of Kol, the club owner. Kol, a vampiric beast, shifts into human form to be with Jack and Kristina and needs them to remember their pasts and to love him so he can return to what he used to be. Can Kol make the pair fall in love with him despite his current situation and the fact he’s keeping them captive or will they leave, making it too late for him to change all their fates?
Warning: ménage a trios, M/M, bondage, anal sex, sex toys, public exhibition
~ Excerpt ~ A peek into the beginning of the story…
Chapter One
* I have your woman. A nice piece of ass she is, too. She tells me you’re not bad yourself. I would love for you to join us later. A car will be waiting for you outside your office at noon today where my assistant will fill you in on some details. If you know what’s good for you and your gal, you’ll take advantage of this invitation. See you soon. ~ Kol Ainmire
* Jack Vorst’s temper went full tilt within a second. His blood pounded hard through his head and body. He’d told Kristina to be careful when she went out on her cases, but it seemed she still had gotten herself in trouble. Not good.
* “Vic! Get in here!” Trying to check and rein in his anger before he popped a vessel, Jack grabbed the letter he’d found on his desk while going through a stack of mail and a couple of case files. The paper crinkled within his one clenched hand, and the envelope it’d come in bunched up in his other.
* He kept his gaze downcast, ground his teeth. No sense in looking at the tan colored walls that were littered with stenciling in his office and be more irritated than he already was. The design and colors reminded him of the Native American beaded belts people sold at roadside stands.
* Vic’s wife, Malory, who worked in the adjoining office suites, loved her southwestern motifs. All the rooms for both divisions of the business were decorated to represent Arizona and New Mexico. The decorating style with too many colors and crazy patterns made his head swim, gave him a headache. He hated headaches.
* Staring at the crumpled papers in his hands, he sighed. Truth be told, Kristina’s whereabouts and her lack of checking in for several days only concerned him a little. She was able to take care of herself, and he trusted her. He loved her, wanted her to be safe, so of course he worried some. But being an elf gave her an advantage that mere humans didn’t have--the ability to escape situations by simply disappearing and reappearing elsewhere.
* Except this time.

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A Look At S.R. Howen & 'MEDICINE MAN' ( @SRHowen @wildchildeditor #FF )

Today we have author S.R. Howen visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* I’ve been telling stories since I can remember, much to my mother’s and grandmother’s disdain. I didn’t just say “Not me,” when I got in trouble, I had an elaborate story as to how something happened—usually involving dragons in some form or another. I wrote my first novel in Jr high when I was supposed to be taking notes in History class. So in short I think I was born a storyteller.

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* My newest release is Medicine Man I: The Chief of All Time. It is the first of three contracted books in the series.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* I write organically, without an outline, or as it’s now called pantser it. The idea for Medicine Man came from a trip to a Lakeside park in WI. There were some rocks near the shore, tumbled together boulders that formed a tulip looking formation. I was sitting on those breaker rocks watching the waves when I noticed someone had etched into the rocks a little figure of a man with antlers on his head. An Elk-man, and as soon as I got back to my motel that night the story started.

Describe the hero in five words.
* Driven, conflicted, oppositional, spiritual, alpha

Describe the heroine in five words.
* Confident, loyal, provocative, traditional, wise

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* The grandfather. He is based on my own grandfather in many ways, and imparts bits of wisdom in a humorous way. Yet, stands his ground for what’s right and let’s others know in a way that makes them see his point.

What's your favorite line in the story?
This is a hard question. One line, most of my favorite lines depend on the line before or after to make them stand out. I chose these lines because they represent a turning point for the hero in the story.
* “I didn’t hurt her. She got run over by a car . . . a machine, a beast that lives in the place I come from.”
* He gave me a wry look. “I know what a car is.”
* I stared at him for a long moment. Was he also displaced in time?

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Shannon Running Deer is American Indian by blood, but he has forsaken his people's ancient ways to embrace the "modern" world as a wealthy, highly successful trauma surgeon.
* His comfortable existence begins to unravel when, seemingly by chance, Shannon finds himself gradually drawn into the past. Pursued by an ancient evil, he knows he can change the future, if he can survive the past.
* In the tradition of Diana Gabaldon, S.R. Howen's MEDICINE MAN is a distinctive and atmospheric novel full of spirituality, mystical time travel, romance, passion, and suspense.
~ Excerpt ~ * The child blinked her large eyes. Not green now. Not glowing. He’d been cursed on every hunt. Others landed fat deer, numerous quail, fat rabbits and even the old men came upon a lost buffalo bull. He came home with a thin halfstarved squirrel, if luck favored him at all.
* His wife cowered in the snow; her silent sobs made her shoulders shake. Her fault. How else could this have happened? She never wanted the others in their home. The mid-wife had never come to see them, and his wife never went into the village center. She always stayed out here, away from everyone else.
* He knew what he had to do. He couldn’t lose what little he had. When he started towards the circle of lodges and the bright central fire of the meeting circle, his wife scrambled to her feet and started to follow him, making noises that echoed in his head, but didn’t form words. She became an annoying insect swarm of sound, and he smacked that sound away, taking step after step through the blowing snow. He’d leave the child. He couldn’t kill it. No, that would only make whatever evil had spawned it angrier. If he took his wife and his belongings and left, the blizzard would hide them, no one would even miss them if they ever realized they were there to start with.
* And the evil grasped in his hand would be someone else’s problem.

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A Look At Raven McAllan & 'A Shimmer of Silk' ( @RavenMcAllan @evernightpub #SO )

Today we have author Raven McAllan visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* I live in Scotland, along with my husband and two cats. Our children have flown the nest, so it’s just us, oh and visitors. (We're surrounded by beautiful scenery, which inspires a lot of the settings in my books.)
* I'm used to sharing my life with the occasional deer that turn the lawn into a bog, the resident red squirrel, and many a lost tourist, No we are not the B and B. (Have you seen the way I fry an egg?) To say nothing of the scourge of Scotland—the midge.
* My very understanding, and long-suffering DH, is used to his questions unanswered, the dust bunnies greeting him as he walks through the door, and rescuing burned offerings from the Aga. (And passing me a glass of wine as I type furiously.)

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* A Shimmer of Silk, is book two in The House On Silk Street, a Regency erotic BDSM mystery series. Boy that's a mouthful.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* The first book in the series, Silver Silk Ties hit me out of nowhere. At first I though it was a nice simple sweet love story, but my characters soon put me right. It's nice (lol), but not simple or sweet. Once I started to write it, I discovered there was a lot more to the story than I thought, and that others were involved in the mystery. Hence book two, which although can be read of a stand alone, is loosely a sequel.

Describe the hero in five words.
* Aristocratic, tall, enigmatic, decisive, hot and oh did I say hot.

Describe the heroine in five words.
* Determined, feisty, brave, mysterious and French—or is she?

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* Luc who only plays a small part in this story stole my heart. He never says but you do wonder if he loves Deborah more than as an adopted sister. He's loyal and looks out for her.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* "I do not risk my life … I cheat my death, and one day my time will run out."

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Deborah may not know the full truth of her childhood, but she knows she needs to find her soul.
* During one of her performances at Silk Street, she attracts the attention of Oliver, Lord Craster. Known for his extreme tastes, he sensed a kindred soul in Deborah.
* Persuading her that their needs mesh proves a challenge, even to a man of his experience.
* Will Oliver be the man she needs to unlock her secrets? Or will his dominance scare her too much to even try?
* Are the nightmares simply too strong?
Be Warned: BDSM, spanking, sex toys, anal sex
~ Excerpt ~ * Oliver speculated what was going through her mind as she lay on the bench, her body stretched and her face devoid of expression.
* "Do it," Luc said. "For the love of God and De…her, do it now. Do not make her wait. That is cruel."
* He was not a cruel man. Even as he wondered what Luc had been going to say, when he had stopped mid-word, Oliver held the candle high and watched. As if in slow motion the tiny tears of wax dripped and hit her skin. To him it was a caress, a bite of pain, which would morph into a swell of pleasure, and a hint of things to come. A gift he could give her. If he thought they had the chance.
* "Another." Luc was insistent. "As we discussed. Now. While she is within herself."
* His phrasing intrigued Oliver. Nevertheless, he tipped the taper once more, and created the patterns they had agreed upon. By now his peers were cheering, the sight of her soft flesh covered in the ribbons of cooling wax a turn on to all those there. Even if it was not their own preference, each could appreciate how something so misunderstood, and called deviant by many, was so necessary to others.
* In one way it seemed an aeon before Luc indicated he was done. In another scant seconds. He handed the stub of the candle to Luc and took his bow, before he turned to the woman still supine in front of him. With what the watchers would see as theatrical, he bent his head. To all intents and purposed he was offering a soft kiss to her neck. In reality he moved and nipped her earlobe. "It is over. Come, make your bow and let us take you out of here."
* * * *
* It was one thing to agree to accompany Oliver; it was another to do it with insouciance and style. Deborah hung onto her composure by a thread. One word out of place, one unaccustomed challenge, and she feared she would fall to pieces. But deep inside her was an excitement she had never felt before. The recognition of hope and arousal that she sensed would over come any negative feelings, or doubts, within her.
* He took her hand and tucked it into his as they walked along a brightly lit, deserted corridor. There were no doors to break the flow of the walls, just lamps at regular intervals. "We will see no one unless you wish it. My apartments are mine alone. Nevertheless, Felton knows you are with me, and I have given him my word, as I did to Luc, we will do nothing without your acceptance. I promise you this also. Our life will be ours. Not for us anything others want, it will be as we desire." He stopped suddenly and pulled her into his arms.
* His cock pressed against her quim, and Deborah's breath hitched. Her mouth was dry, as she felt her juices run. It seemed preferable not to look down, for she was sure the pantaloons she wore would show the marks of her excitement. As Oliver's lips touched hers, she opened her mouth and let his tongue in, to mimic the act she knew they would enjoy later. As he thrust, she couldn't help but grind her cunt against his prick.
* Oliver lifted his head. "Soon, love. You taste of nectar."
* He tastes of hope.

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A look at David Brown & 'A World Apart' ( @elenchera @GoddessFish #MM )

Hi all! Grab a cup of tea – or whatever it is you like to drink – have a seat and give the following a read. :) Today we have David Brown visiting and giving us a look into his story A World Apart.
* About our guest, David Brown ~

* David Brown could be considered a fantasy fanatic, especially since he has spent the last 10 years developing a 47,000-year history for his fictional world of Elenchera. When converting his obsession into literary form, David commits himself to a rigorous writing and editing process before his work can meet his approval. Combined with the critical eye of his wife and a BA Hons in History and English, David's dedication leads him to his goal of inspiring readers through heartfelt stories and characters.
* Although David is inspired primarily by fantasy fiction, he also finds his muse in the form of anime, world cinema, history, and biographies. His own books, Fezariu's Epiphany and A World Apart, and the in-progress Ansel's Remorse and The Stars Beneath the Parapets combine aspects from worlds both old and new into compelling tales of a world not soon forgotten. David himself certainly does not lack a spirit of adventure; in fact, he left his job in 2007 in order to spend a month travelling. Second only to meeting and marrying his wife, David counts this as one of the most amazing experiences of his life.

~ Blurb ~ * Demetrius makes his first mistake when he lets his best friend Halcyon marry Eleyna, the love of his life, without saying a word. On the day of the wedding, he walks away from the Elencheran town of Dove's Meadow and joins the army.
* He makes his second mistake when the pirate Black Iris tricks him into letting dozens of men, women and children die in a fire. Demetrius is imprisoned in grief and disgrace.
* But he can atone. The Black Iris is dead. The Ivory Rose has risen to the top of the pirates and is leading brutal raids on the coast. If Demetrius can capture and kill her, he'll win his pardon.
* And then Demetrius discovers the Ivory Rose is Eleyna. He must decide which will be his third mistake: losing his last chance at a pardon or destroying the one woman he's ever loved.
~ Excerpt ~ From Chapter 25: The Edge of the World (29631)
* Pockets of swirling magic dust rose from the surface of the pink and violet water as it came into contact with the white beam that formed the perimeter of all Elenchera. The beam was not a perfect circle around the world, or a straight line, but led a jagged and uneven course, creating four distinct edges from four heavily defined promontories.
* The west edge of Elenchera had been known to the earliest settlers in Gremilda – the magic dust that rose from the surrounding ocean gave the Gremildans the silver streaks in their hair and their glistening blue eyes – but one had to stand right by the edge to be truly close to magic.
* A small island of rock overlooked the west edge, its surface blemished only by the presence of eight beautifully carved statues that stood on the outskirts of the island. Each one depicted a Gremildan of great distinction. The oldest was of a pioneer named Victor who had led the first successful crossing of the Raintops Mountains, opening the route into West Gremilda in the Second Shard. The most recent was of Moravia, a brilliant naval commander who had kept the island safe from invasion in the Ninth Shard.
* The island by the west edge had long been considered sacred ground to the Gremildans. Only the Protectors and scientists were ever permitted to make the short crossing across the ocean to step foot on the island. The code had been broken by successful rebellions in the past but none more desecrating than the arrival of the Eligantian colonists. Many of the colonists had made the journey to the island but despite relentless pressure and persecution they had failed to yield the secrets of how to cast magic.

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A Look At Shyla Colt & 'Vixen Claimed' ( @ShylaColt @evernightpub #SO )

Today we have author Shyla Colt visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* Shyla Colt lives in southern California with her marine husband and two tiny tots. When she's not teaching Abc's, running errands, or headed to the park she writes full time and works a job in the publishing industry. As you can tell, she thinks sleep is over rated. Her goal is to bring you erotic romance full of characters that feel real, plots that make you think and happily ever after endings that show you the true power of love.

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* I’m promoting my Romance on the Go novella titled Vixen Claimed. It’s the first in my Vintage Vixen series that focuses on gals that aren’t your average heroines. They’re tattooed with plenty of attitude, independence, and style. These pin up queens co-own a vintage shop and live life on their own terms.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* I was on a walk with my daughter, and I spotted an old, worn down car shop, and my mind just went over time. I came home and wrote out an outline.

Describe the hero in five words.
* Wounded, unsure, brave, passionate, and British. Wags eyebrows yes I had to mention that one.

Describe the heroine in five words.
* Fiesty, Fierce, Intelligent, Compassionate, Strong

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* Tristan is my favorite. I love the transformation he undergoes in the story. He starts out withdrawn, bitter, and self conscious and transforms right before your eyes as the story progresses.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* They collapsed together on the couch, sweaty, exhausted, and utterly blissed out. Devlin

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * When Devlin's car breaks down on a stretch of empty highway, with the sun going down, the last thing she feels is lucky. A moonlight stroll to what looks like an abandoned garage brings her face to face with the first man who broke her heart and shattered her belief in love.
* Jace has spent the past six years furious at Devlin for a rejection she never truly delivered. The truth sets them both straight and allows a chance to begin anew. But this time around Jace has a very special request, that they include his best friend.
* Plagued by sexual impotency after being in a wheel chair after a career ending car accident Tristan has grown bitter and disinterested in the opposite sex. The sexy vixen who steps in to the shop unexpectedly changes all of that. Problem is she's his best friend's ex.
Be Warned: menage sex (MFM), anal sex
~ Excerpt ~ * “You know, Tristan,” she placed her hand on his knee, “if you’re not really attracted to me, it’s okay. I know how Jace can be once he gets something in his head.”
* “No I am—very attracted.”
* He pinned her with blue eyes darkened with lust. The stark need made her gasp and her fingers dug a little deeper into the flesh of his knee. “I didn’t want to be a third wheel in what you two have going on. That’s happened enough.” His eyes lowered. Devlin held his chin until he glanced up to return her gaze. “That’s over now, Tristan. From the moment I set eyes on you, something sparked. It was a feeling I’d only experienced once before and it scared me. Still does honestly. But I’ve never been the type to run from things and I do want this—want you.” She moved in and captured his lips. The intensity of the moment took her breath and she pulled away.
* “Wow.”
* “I second that, dear.”
* “I want to do it again.”
* Their lips melded once more. He explored her face with gentle sweeping touches that made her feel cherished. His tongue entered her mouth, starting a sensual tango that engaged her senses and consumed her. He smelled like man and citrus. The skin on his neck was warm beneath her hands. Her legs parted and her eyes popped open to see Jace kneeling between them.
* “Don’t stop, baby,” Jace whispered. He hooked his thumbs in the elastic of her panties and rolled them down her legs, leaving them at her ankles so her movement was constricted. Tease. All thoughts were obliterated by the feel of Jace’s magical fingers caressing her honeyed heat as Tristan worked her mouth in tandem. They were like two parts of the same whole. Tristan pulled up her shirt, gliding his hands underneath to cup her breast through her bra. He pinched her nipples, plucking them like a gifted musician with a guitar.
* “This needs to come off,” Tristan growled. “Arms up.” She replied without thinking, hissing when the cool air caressed the chocolate drops of her nipples, making them pebble further. He sucked one into his mouth and Jace thrust a finger deep into her tunnel. Emotions rocked her from above and below. Her pussy quivered.
* “Damn, you’re gushing, baby. You like what we’re doing to you, don’t you?” Jace asked.
* “Yes,” she said, her voice strained and low.
* “Look at how wet she is for us, Trist.”
* She opened her eyes to see her blond lover peer down. His nostrils flared as Jace moved back and spread her legs as wide as her underwear allowed.
* “You smell ripe for the picking, Devlin,” Tristan said.
* “Have a taste,” Jace said, holding his soaked finger up to his friend. Tristan’s pink tongue shot out to sample her juices off Jace’s finger and she came on the spot. Once minute she was fine and the next she exploded like a bottle full of soda and Mentos.


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A Look At Adonis Devereux & 'The Lotus Ascension' ( @AdonisDevereux @evernightpub #SO )

Today we have author Adonis Devereux visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Adonis Devereux is two people made one. He grew up in Michigan and in rural Indiana, a Midwestern boy with a passion for story. She was rootless, a Virginia native who lived in London, Paris, and Rome before her parents settled just outside Tokyo. Like him, stories burned in her.
* They met in university at a poetry reading, and their love story continued into marriage, graduate school, and half a dozen children. Now he teaches at a Japanese national university, and she teaches children to invert fractions and decline Latin nouns, all while researching ancient Roman and medieval recipes for their novels.
* Together, they are Adonis Devereux.

What book are you going to tell us about today? Is it part of a series? If so, what's the order the books should be read in?
* Our most recent release is The Lotus Ascension, the third book in the Lotus Trilogy. The first book in the trilogy is The Soldier's Lotus, followed by A Lotus

for the Regent. These three are all part of our larger Gilalion series, but aside from the Lotus Trilogy, the others are able to be read in any order really. The Lotus Ascension follows the now-grown children of the heroes and heroines in the first two books of the trilogy as they deal with the political fallout of the decisions made in A Lotus for the Regent and fall in love along the way. Of course, falling in love can troublesome when you have been promised to a King from the day you were born.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?

* When we first wrote The Soldier's Lotus, the hero's best friend, Kamen, caught our attention, and we did not feel like the story was complete until we had told what happened to him afterward. But then we had a political mess to fix, and the children of the heroes and heroines grew up just in time to fix it. We have always known more about our stories and about the world of Gilalion than is necessary for any given novel we write, but this time we wanted to detail what happened. We thought that these characters deserved a story to themselves!

Describe the hero in five words.
* Courageous, intelligent, gorgeous, possessive, alluring.

Describe the heroine in five words.
* Genius, generous, beautiful, queenly, trapped.

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* Our favorite character is probably Sillara, the heroine, but we have a soft spot for Kamen and Ajalira, the hero and heroine of A Lotus for the Regent, who show up in The Lotus Ascension in a minor role. Sillara is the most eligible maid in the kingdom, but she's trapped, promised by her parents in political alliance to a far-away king whom she's never met. Of course, things don't run smoothly, and she falls in love with someone much closer to her...then she's torn between love and duty.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* “Yet even the breaking of the world could not break their love, and the world itself ended first.”

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * The Lotus Trilogy, 3
* Konas Seranimesti was present eighteen years ago when the last Lotus in Arinport gave birth to twins, Soren and Sillara. Sillara was betrothed to Konas's brother the day of her birth, and Konas has fallen in love with his brother's promised wife.
* But what can Konas do? Sillara is the daughter of a Lotus, and her life has been planned out in advance. She has never been allowed to choose anything for herself. But when her twin brother, Soren, who is himself feeling the pressures of his station, joins her on a desert hunting trip arranged by his best friend, everyone's plans for Sillara are ruined.
* Lost in the desert and assumed dead, Sillara is given choices for the first time in her life, but how can she choose a love she has never recognized? Will Sillara's choice ruin Soren's chance for love? And can Konas win a heart promised to another man?
Be Warned: public exhibition, anal sex, multiple partners, m/m sex, f/f sex, bondage, spanking, erotic asphyxiation
~ Excerpt ~ * Soren had no more time to pursue his dark thoughts, for the shaking of the tambourines summoned everyone to the main tent. A male and female pleasure slave, clad in near-nothingness, stood at the entrance and greeted the revelers. Nathen gave Orien a light kick.
* “Get up, sleepyhead. Delight calls.”
* Orien groaned, squinted against the light, and rolled over. He rose, shook the sand from his massive, muscular frame, and stretched. His face broke into a wide grin. “Is it time to travel the marshes already?”
* Soren nodded.
* “Merieke brought plenty of herbs, so no one has to worry about bastards, so I am going to take one of the girls for myself. You all can fight it out over whoever's left.”
* Orien, Nathen, and Soren entered the tent and were carried along on waves of music, incense, and herbs. Soren watched as a slave crushed the petals of a purple flower in his hand and threw it into the brazier. Immediately he felt his mind slipping away to that thrilling realm of supreme carnal gratification. The slaves had some touch of their master, and though Konas was not here, his influence remained. Soren knew he was in for another unforgettable orgy.
* Merieke came, too, and her natural beauty shamed the crafted appearances of the pleasure slaves. She wore nothing save her jewelry, and even her brothers turned and gasped at her arrival. Gold and malachite earrings dangled from her lovely earlobes, and a wide necklace of gold and silver fashioned in the likeness of two birds' heads looking in opposite directions lay across the upper half of her breasts. Her lips were red as the ripest apples, and black wings of kohl rose from her eyes, giving her a cat-like look. Soren was almost convinced that she was purring. A belt of thin gold coins linked together hung on her hips, drawing his attention to her exposed and beautiful pussy. Clean. No hair. Just the way the Sunjaa liked it. But most magnificent of all was Merieke's headpiece, an ornate black wig decorated with cold-worked glass of varying colors.
* “Hello, boys,” she said.
* No one responded, so stunned were the men by the sudden revelation of her charms.
* Soren noticed that she held something in her hand, but whatever it was, it was small enough to be concealed in her closed fist. The only thing he could see was the long ribbon of silk that hung from her hand. It put him in mind of something fun, and with a grin, he walked over to a nearby casket and rummaged through its contents of toys in search of a blindfold.
* Orien took one of the slave-girls and commandeered her. Due to Orien's unpleasantly oversized cock, that was no more than Soren expected. That left two male pleasure slaves, one female, and Merieke.
* Merieke walked over to Soren, reached up inside his skirt without breaking eye contact with him, and grabbed his cock. “It's about time, don't you think? We've known each other all our lives, and still we haven't fucked?”
* Soren untied his skirt and let it fall. “Well, I've been at sea.” He liked bantering with her.
* Merieke's eyes glowed. “From what I hear about what you sailors do to each other at sea, I'd say you're more than ready to take what I'm offering.”
* Soren grinned and ran his hands through his long hair, freeing any small tangles from his horns. “I'll make your first time with an Ausir something to remember.”
* Merieke went up on her tiptoes and kissed Soren's mouth. “And I'll make your first time with me unforgettable.”
* Soren smiled back at Nathen, who nodded his approval. Merieke's brother turned his attention toward a female pleasure slave, invited a male pleasure slave to join them, and moved off. Knowing that he was going to tell Sillara everything about this afterward, Soren resolved to thoroughly thank Merieke for her kindness in giving Sillara her first climax.
* The part of Soren that was the attentive lover wished he had asked Nathen what kind of lover Merieke was, what she liked and disliked, and what she liked even if she did not know she liked it or just would not admit it to herself. But the other side of Soren, that adventurous side that liked a bit of a surprise, was glad to be sailing into uncharted waters. The sea had never looked more inviting.
* Soren sensed that Merieke, in her excitement, wanted to lead, and he obliged her. He knew that some people dealt with their nervousness by overcompensating in matters of control. Soren could wait to assert himself; besides, he was happy to see what Merieke would do.
* Merieke laid Soren down on a pile of soft pillows and leaned over him, arching her fingers in order to press her nails into his chest. Her hands played with Soren's body, traveling over his shoulders, and down his muscular arms. She traced the wide wings of the proud falcon tattooed beautifully across his chest. She leaned in closer to play with the hair at the nape of his neck, and as she tousled his locks, she kissed his throat. Soren moaned and relaxed into the pillows. Merieke only used her left hand. Her right hand still held her secret.
* The passion of Merieke's kisses increased, and she, too, moaned as she rubbed her tits against Soren's skin. Soren kneaded her breasts, ending each long caress in a pinch of her nipples. He breathed deep of the spices in the fibers of her wig, and his cock surged to life. In moments it was achingly hard. Merieke trailed her kisses across his collarbone and down his chest. She stopped at his nipple for a nibble, and Soren thrust his cock up into her stomach. The hard shaft slapped against her skin, and she looked up into his eyes and smiled.
* Her kisses continued down to his navel, and there she paused to lick. With her left hand, she reached down and grasped Soren's cock, working it in preparation for her tongue. She jacked him off against her throat, moving the head of his cock down her jawline and across her chin. Merieke's tongue flicked out, almost touching it but not quite. Soren smiled at her game. Soon it would be his turn.
* Without warning, Merieke devoured Soren's cock, the pleasure of which caused him to suck in his breath and hold it. Her lips held his hard shaft against her ever-moving tongue. Her head bobbed up and down, and Soren groaned in pleasure to see his cock disappearing into the mouth he had wanted to fuck for so long. Merieke looked up into his eyes while she sucked. She knew exactly what to do.
* But then something happened that surprised and impressed Soren, a man impressed by nothing where sex was concerned. Soren was so far more advanced than any of his lovers that no one had ever been able to catch him unawares in the bedroom.
* Merieke did. As she sucked, she dropped both her hands below Soren's legs so that her hands were out of sight. Soren knew she was up to something, but he could not guess what. Then he felt something cool against his asshole, and he looked down in surprise. Merieke managed to smile while still keeping his cock in her mouth.
* Soren was open to anything, so he trusted Merieke to please him. So far she was doing an excellent job. He relaxed his asshole and let Merieke slip inside whatever she wanted to put there. Whatever it was, it was not very big. Not as big as a cock. And then a most pleasing vibrating sensation filled his back passage.

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