A Look At Jennifer Lynne & 'Demon of Envy' ~ @JenniLynnAuthor @GoddessFish #erom

Today we have author Jennifer Lynne visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* Jennifer Lynne lives in Melbourne, Australia, and writes short contemporary erotic romance, mostly with paranormal/fantasy elements. When she’s not writing what her family and friends call “porn for chicks” and what she prefers to call “super-hot romance for intelligent readers”, she is working in the admin day job, running around after two teenage daughters and trying to find time for her lovely new husband.
* Jennifer is published with Red Sage and Breathless Press. Over the past two years she has also embarked on an indie journey with the publication of her GODS OF LOVE romance series featuring erotic Greek gods and modern-day mortals in need of sexual healing.

What are you going to tell us about today?
* My story Demon of Envy. DEMON OF ENVY is the fifth novella in the GODS OF LOVE series, but each story is designed as a stand-alone with the Greek gods of desire as a common theme. The series can be read in any order.

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Phthonos, god of envy and jealousy, has been given a second chance at life and love in the mortal realm. He is desperate to make up for the mistakes of his past. But is Thon more demon than god? And if the demon Envy wins out, how will this lonely god ever find room in his heart for love?
* Olivia is an ordinary woman living an ordered life, but at thirty-two true romance appears to have eluded her. Everywhere she looks people are in relationships or falling in love, but her career as an administrator and her charity work are enough to keep the demon of envy at bay.
* Or so she thinks…until the moment he turns up on her doorstep with a demand that rips her life and her heart wide open and leaves her at risk of eternal torment. ~ Excerpt ~ * The need to engulf her with everything raging inside flooded over him with such force he went super-still. Get it under control. The darkness was too all-consuming, and she couldn't withstand him if he lost it. She was so delicate and easy to break, despite that elusive core of inner strength, and he had to remember at all times to hold himself back.
* She was human. She was fragile. And she was about to become his if he could only control his demon long enough to keep her safe.
* He shucked off his T-shirt and threw it to one side, before moving forward to take over from her fumbling fingers. "With pleasure." Remember. Do it slowly. He managed to release two more of the tiny buttons before a waft of her perfume teased his nostrils. It was a musky scent that reminded him of hot nights and seductive need, so long-forgotten that its sudden effect on his senses blasted his self-control to pieces. With a groan that rattled his throat on the way out he grabbed the two sides of her blouse and yanked them apart, the remaining three buttons flying off in all directions with a ripping pop, pop, pop.
* "Oh!" Her gorgeous mouth formed into a round of surprise. He clutched at her wrists before she could cover her breasts, then released them slowly when he felt her peak of embarrassment begin to subside.
* "No! Don't ever cover yourself when you are with me. I must look at you." She was solidly proportioned, with more flesh than was the current fashion, judging by what he'd seen in his brief time back here. But he liked it better when there was something substantial to hold onto.
* His fingers trembled as he traced around first one large globe then the other. Her skin was so white he could see the blue network of veins peeking through from beneath. Her life force, so close to the surface. So tantalizing.
Copyright 2014 Jennifer Lynne

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A Planet Alpha tease! ~ @evernightpub #MWTease #Menage #PlanetAlpha

Welcome to the middle of the week!
Mid Week Tease is an event where authors are spotlighting a few lines or a paragraph or two from their stories. Readers, you get to sample some delicious snippets and be teased, titillated and tantalized into the weekend!

This week I'm happy to give my blog over to J. J. Lore, author of Bondmate, a Planet Alpha story from Evernight Publishing. Enjoy!

~ Blurb ~

* Decorated Alphan warriors Mateen and Bynton are on a clandestine mission to one of Earth’s refugee camps, in search of the one woman who might complete their bond. Tempering their instincts to capture and hold, both men realize they must court their chosen woman to win her trust.
* Avanelle Rein is merely trying to survive in the chaos of a dying society. The last thing she expects is rescue at the hands of golden-skinned alien men. Despite her attraction to them, she fears their warrior ferocity.
* Facing danger from Xyran raiders draws the three together as they explore their new relationship and one another. An unexpected challenge during an ancient claiming right forces Avanelle, Bynton, and Mateen to decide if their bond is strong enough to survive. ~ The Tease! (a.k.a. Excerpt) ~ * The men looked at each other and softened their hold on her enough that she could move a bit.
* “We want to talk to you.” Mateen stared at her, his brows lowered.
* “Learn about you.” Bynton released his hold on her arm long enough to adjust the way her cowl fit against her head. She swerved away from his touch, and he dropped his hand.
* “Didn’t have to grab me to do that.” It was only bravado talking at this point. She knew her legs were going to shake soon and she’d fall. Too little to eat over the last few weeks, running and screaming, terror, had all stolen away whatever she’d been holding in reserve.
* “We did. We needed privacy with you, and that wasn’t an option at the camp, was it?” Mateen’s voice was low, his reasoning logical. No, there was no privacy in the camp for anyone. She hadn’t had a moment of silence or peace since the soldiers had forced the evacuation of her apartment block in Puerta Santigo over a month ago, not that she’d had much solitude there. A blanket sectioning off half a tiny room hardly counted as a home. But she’d belonged there. Once she’d been evacuated her life had turned to hunger, filth, and desperation.
* “Privacy for what? Are you going to kill me?”
* Mateen narrowed his eyes, and she felt Bynton release her entirely as she asked her question.
* “Kill you? Why would we—?”
* “To eat me. The devils like to eat us, or so the stories go.”
* “We aren’t devils.” Bynton took a step away and jammed his hands on his hips, throwing his broad chest and thick arms into perfect display. “We are decorated warriors of a respected house, not uncivilized cannibals.”

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About J. J. Lore
* J. J. Lore needs three things; strong, black coffee, time to write, and…well…you can guess the third. When she isn’t inventing fantastical tales filled with passionate people, she’s shaking sriracha on whatever she’s eating or reading about the Justinian plague. For updates on her erotic romance releases, visit her website.

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A Look At Rebecca Brochu & 'The Beta's Beloved' @AuthorRBrochu @evernightpub #gay #paranormal

Today we have author Rebecca Brochu visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* I am proud to say that I live in a small town in North Carolina, surrounded by fields and fresh air. Naturally I spend most of my days crouched in front of a keyboard or curled up with a book. As an avid video game and anime enthusiast, it is an understatement to say that I have a vivid imagination. With a collection of games, dvd's, and books that number too many to count I am often neck deep in some fantasy world. I am also the proud owner of two haughty cats and one encouraging dog. I truly do owe it all to the readers. Thank you so very much.

What are you going to tell us about today?
* My story The Beta's Beloved.

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * A year after Declan Adair crashed into Carson territory and into the alpha Law’s heart things have finally settled down. Except for the fact that Trace Carson, Law’s brother and right hand wolf, is head over heels for the fiery but skittish Lachlan, Declan’s identical twin brother. The entire pack, including both of their brothers, knows how Trace feels about Lachlan. The only problem is that Lachlan seems completely oblivious to Trace’s interest.
* Trace, in a final attempt to woo the elusive Lachlan, whisks him away to the northern reaches of the territory and a remote cabin deep in the heart of the forest. Trace hopes that he can convince Lachlan to give him the chance he needs to prove himself before someone else swoops in and takes his beloved away. Trace will do anything to prove to Lachlan that he can be the man and the wolf for him. ~ Excerpt ~ * They were both panting when he finally broke the kiss. Lachlan’s face was flushed, and his eyes were bright, and he was so beautiful Trace could barely breathe.
* “Can I?” Trace asked as he let Lachlan go so he could trail his hands down the smooth line of Lachlan’s chest to fiddle with the waistband of his borrowed sweat pants.
* Lachlan nodded his agreement and Trace slowly hooked his fingers in the waistband and pulled them down and off. He tossed the pants in the direction of the couch, attention focused on the way Lachlan’s half hard cock bobbed against the smooth line of his stomach. Trace relished the hiss Lachlan released when he wrapped a hand around his cock and tugged. Lachlan was smooth in his hand, hot and hard and utterly tempting. He swiped his thumb across the head and grinned when Lachlan moaned and bucked up into his grip. Trace watched the way Lachlan’s eyes fluttered closed and couldn’t help but frown lightly at the way he bit lightly at his lower lip in an effort to stay quiet.
* “Don’t do that.” Trace thumbed at Lachlan’s mouth with his free hand as he twisted his other to give Lachlan’s cock a firm upstroke. “I want to hear you.”
* Lachlan moaned loudly in response, pushed his hips up lightly into the firm grip that Trace had on his cock. He didn’t try to stifle himself again, and Trace had to ignore the way his own cock throbbed with want at the sounds Lachlan emitted as he stroked him.
* Trace moved out from between Lachlan’s thighs so he could settle onto the rug beside him. He played with Lachlan lazily for a few moments, did his best to remember every twitch and shudder he managed to wring out of him. Lachlan’s flush grew, spread across the high arches of his cheeks and down his neck and chest. He could smell Lachlan’s arousal in the air still, thicker than ever before, could feel the way Lachlan was approaching the edge, muscles tense and breathing heavy.
* Trace pushed him further along with a few more strokes and then he abruptly stopped. Lachlan whined at him in protest, bucked his hips up and tried to entice him back, but Trace just grinned down at into his flushed face. Trace leaned down and took Lachlan’s mouth in another deep kiss. Before he pulled back Trace grabbed one of Lachlan’s hands and guided it towards Lachlan’s cock.
* “I want to watch,” Trace rasped. Lachlan jerked and stared up at him in surprise, but Trace just leaned over and ran the flat of his tongue across Lachlan’s nipple. “I want you to do it.”

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Pent up issues & reunions ~ @LeighEllwood @Decadentpub #MWTease #Gay #1NS

Welcome to the middle of the week!
Mid Week Tease is an event where authors are spotlighting a few lines or a paragraph or two from their stories. Readers, you get to sample some delicious snippets and be teased, titillated and tantalized into the weekend!

This week I'm happy to give my blog over to Leigh Ellwood, author of A Different Class, a 1NS Story from Decadent Publishing. She's going to share some information before her tease. Enjoy!

* From Leigh: I am thrilled to be part of the Decadent family! The idea for A Different Class came about after an invitation arrived for an upcoming high school reunion. I asked myself what might happen if somebody felt reluctant to attend because of bad experiences and memories, and how one night arranged by Madame Eve changes everything. Right now I am halfway into the follow-up to this story, another hot M/M. I hope you’ll pick up A Different Class, and if you enjoy it drop me a line on Twitter at @LeighEllwood. :)

~ Blurb ~ * FDR High Class of 2004 graduate, Glenn Carson contacts fellow alumni to get a list of who will be attending the upcoming festivities. One call to a disgruntled former student leaves him shaken—apparently, not everyone is looking forward to the reunion. Hoping to ease his frustration, he contacts the 1Night Stand service for a relaxing and passionate encounter.
* Known as “Mumbles” to former classmates, Rod Maloney would prefer to focus on the present and his successful business. However, past tragedies continue to haunt him, so he requests Madame Eve find him a man to show him a hot time and help him forget his troubles.
* Will their one night together lead to a reunion after all? ~ The Tease! (a.k.a. Excerpt) ~ * “Mr. Maloney? I hope I’m not disturbing you.”
* “Who is calling?”
* The voice—deep and rich, anything but a mumble—intimidated him. Maybe the guy had been a jock, a several-foot-wide football player who helped the school win the championship senior year. He hadn’t attended many games and had skipped homecoming. “Um….” Right, we’re planning a reunion here. “I’m representing the reunion committee of the Franklin D. Roosevelt High School Class of 2004. You can probably guess our big tenth is coming up—”
* “You know what? I’m going to save you the sales pitch,” Mumbles Maloney said. “I don’t know who you are, and I don’t give a shit. It’s taken me a long time to get past all the crap I put up with in high school, and if you think I’m going to show up at some rented ballroom all smiles as though the hell you assholes you put me through never happened, forget it.”
* What? The man’s anger surged through him and sped up his heartbeat. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”
* “F*** you, f*** FDR High, and f*** every last piece-of-shit homophobe in that backwater town. I hope you all get cancer.”
* Click.
* Beth burst back into the room, waving a thick tome with a scaly blue cover. “Found it,” she chirped.
* “Never mind.” Glenn pushed away from his workspace. Mumbles Maloney’s palpable rage lingered in the quiet of the small office, invoking a sense of doom in an otherwise dull place. He doubted he’d forget the voice for a long while. The man had pent-up issues with his former schoolmates, no doubt, yet for all the vitriol burning through the airwaves and sizzling in the veins, Mumbles had sounded…well….
* Sexy.

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About Leigh Ellwood
* I am Leigh Ellwood. I write smutty stories about people who like getting naked and having sex. Some have more sex than others, some have sex with people of the same gender, some have sex with more than one person, and still others have sex with toys and things that require the use of batteries. My stories range from a few thousand words to well past 70k. My books are available at Amazon, B&N, Smashwords, Kobo, and ARe.

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Group Interview with 3 Thieves & a Dom ~ @ElyzabethVaLey @evernightpub #menage #bdsm

Today we have author Elyzabeth M. VaLey visiting. I’m giving the stage over to her for a group interview. Welcome all!

Greetings, everyone! Today I have the pleasure of being here with the four main characters of my novel, The Three Thieves and The Dom, book 3 of The Witches’ Mischief Series.

Please, allow me to introduce you to, Conall Dougal, Penelope Blackemoor, Isidora Quinn and Grace Tesh.

The group smiles and nods. Conall sits in the center of the couch, Penelope to his right and Isidora to his left. On the floor, at his feet sits Grace. Both women on the couch have an arm looped around Conall. Grace, dressed in a cream colored gown, sits close to Conall’s leg. He touches her head for an instant and I can’t help but notice the way her face lights up.
His piercing grey eyes find mine and though he doesn’t speak a word I can tell he wants me to start the interview and stop staring at them.

Elyzabeth: Thank you for taking a moment to be here with us. Can you please tell the readers what is the best memory you have of the adventure you’ve just lived through?

Grace and Isidora immediately start giggling. Penelope on the other hand furrows her brow in concentration. A wolfish grin spreads across Conall’s face.

Elyzabeth: Are you all thinking about sex?

Conall joins the girl’s laughter as they nod, enthusiastically.

I: How can we not? His tactic to discover the truth from us was by seducing us.
G: Not a hard feat at all, to be honest. We were already in love with him and *she tilts her head toward Conall and feigns covering her mouth* Have you looked at him?
C: Grace.

There is clearly a playful warning in his tone as the blonde blushes and scoots closer to his leg.

P: I was not thinking about the sex.
Even though her voice is incredibly soft, we immediately turn our attention to her. She sits with her back straight and her hands neatly folded on her lap.

Elyzabeth: What were you thinking about Penelope?
P: I was thinking back to when Conall found me. He had entered my bedroom uninvited and I had demanded he leave immediately. Of course, he didn’t. *She smiles softly and cocks her head to the side, surreptitiously glancing at Conall from beneath her lashes* He told me he wasn’t going to go anywhere. He didn’t shout or speak forcefully. I remember looking at him and seeing the vulnerability. He was baring himself to him in a way that until that moment he’d never done before.

I can’t help grinning as Conall reaches out to cradle her cheek. She closes her eyes and he presses his mouth to hers. The kiss is brief but the smile on both their faces is one of serenity and sheer happiness.

Elyzabeth: What can you tell us about the witches?
C: I would not have recovered my heart had they not stumbled upon my path. I am eternally grateful for their help.
Conall pets Grace, then takes Isidora and Penelope’s hands and squeezes.
P: We are all grateful to them. Their first approach was a bit unorthodox. *She smiles* But, it rattled us.

Elyzabeth: I’d ask you about how you came up with your brilliant plan, Penelope, but I think the readers might prefer to actually read about it. So, instead, and since you brought it up earlier, I’ll ask: favorite sex moment?
I: When Conall took me over his knee and spanked me.
She laughs a little breathlessly, her black curls bouncing slightly as she shifts in her seat.
G: When he caught up with me at the warehouse. We didn’t get far but his presence, his touch, I’d missed it so badly and then there he was, doing things to me.
P: I love taking him in my mouth. He thinks he’s in control but -- *she bursts out laughing at Conall’s shocked expression*

Elyzabeth: How about you Conall?
C: All of them.
The girls start to protest but he quickly quiets them by lifting his hand.
All of them. I can’t pick only one. Every moment with them is a gift, every second spent by their side, touching them, kissing them, making love to them, simply sitting at their side, is a favorite in my book.
There’s a flurry of skirts and hair as the girls move to take turns kissing Conall. When they finally quiet back down, he’s grinning mischievously.
Then again, I do love spanking them, cropping them, giving them a little ginger root…

Elyzabeth: Okay, that’s enough. Thank you all for coming and thank you readers for reading. I hope you enjoy the love story of these four sex-crazed fiends. Until next time!

~ Blurb ~ * Conall Dougal, infamous rake, wakes up one morning to find his most precious possessions have been stolen by the women he loves. Devastated, he goes in their search determined to find them and extract the truth from them in any way possible.
* Penelope, Isidora, and Grace are on the run. They’ve committed a crime and left behind the man they love. Presumably safe, they are stunned when he turns up ready to claim them back and discover the truth. But, what is the truth? And will Conall’s special kind of coaxing make them speak?
Be Warned: menage sex (MFFF), f/f sex, BDSM, sex toys, spanking, forced seduction
~ Available at ~ Amazon - US || Amazon – UK || Evernight Publishing || All Romance Ebooks || Bookstrand || Add it to your Goodreads shelf ~ Excerpt ~ * “Do you remember our first time together, little angel?”
* “Yes, Master Conall.”
* “Were you frightened then?”
* She shook her head. “No sir, I was excited.”
* Conall leaned into her, brushing his lips against her neck and causing goose bumps to rise on her flesh. “I was too.” He breathed in deeply, as if committing her fragrance to memory. His tongue swirled around the outer shell of her ear and she arched her body into his.
* “So responsive, always so responsive. I want to fuck you, Gracie. Hard and fast because I want to punish your pussy for leaving me bereft.”
* Grace moaned. The loud sound echoed in her ears. Panicked, she pushed him, desperate to escape from the clutches he had on her heart and soul. With ease, Conall captured her hands in his, binding her with his strength. Grace panted. Liquid coated her pussy as her gaze found his.
* “You want it too,” he said. “Are you wet?”
* Grace swallowed. She couldn’t lie to him, but she could choose not to answer.
* Conall smirked. “I know you are, angel.” Slowly, he lowered her hands and pressed them against his groin. Instinctively, she curled her fingers around his hard length. Conall groaned. “You want this as bad as I do.”
* “No. I can’t.” Grace forced her hands away from his erection. A growl-like sound burst through his lips, catching her off guard. Grace yelped as he pulled her hair, sharply drawing her head back.
* “Cannot or will not?” His passion-filled gaze flitted over her face for an instant. “Never mind,” he snarled. His lips slammed against hers in a punishing kiss that took the air from her lungs. He kept his hand on her hair so that she couldn’t move, controlling their kiss. She could only comply to his sensual touch, and that was all she wanted to do. His kiss deepened, his tongue seeking out hers in hard, angry swipes full of longing and unspent desire. Grace moaned loudly, as with his other hand he found her breast and roughly massaged it through her clothes. Abruptly, he pulled back.
* “Angel, little angel of my heart. Will you not tell me why you left?”
* “No.”
* Conall’s face transformed. His grin turned feral as his eyes narrowed, a fiendish spark in their depths.
* “Then I will draw it out of you. I will kiss, lick, and make you scream out the truth.”
* He punctuated each word by running his fingers across her chest and causing shiver after shiver to rack her form. Wetness slid between her thighs and her breasts ached for his touch. She had to get away from him. Unlike Isidora or Penelope, Grace knew that she was the weakest of them. She was like a house made of straw, one that could be thrown down by the wind in a jiffy. She could not allow it. She had promised Penelope to keep her secret, and she would.
* Conall’s hand dipped lower, finding her nipple and pinching the hardened nub.
* “Would you look at that? It’s already eager for my touch.”
* Somehow, he managed to pull out her breast. Grace watched paralyzed as he leaned into her. His lips formed an O around the wrinkled flesh. His tongue swiped over it and her body arched automatically, her hands clutching onto his shoulder for support. His mouth closed hard over her nipple, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, and she screamed. Conall’s hands grasped her bottom, drawing her into him as he fervently sucked on her breast.
* “Do you feel it? My hard cock pressed against you? Waiting for your hot pussy to wrap around it like the glove you wear over your hand. My little angel, you always enjoyed serving me. Whatever I asked, you did without question and always with utter pleasure. Will you do so now?” He pulled out her other breast, twisting the nipple between thumb and forefinger.
* “Master Conall, please.”
* “Tell me, Grace.” He pinched harder. Tears gathered at the back of her eyes as pain collided with pleasure and the desire to tell him all.
* “I cannot.”
* “Yes, you can.”
* She was unable to stop him as he hitched her skirts to her waist and found her wet folds.
* “Oh God, Grace.” His voice broke, and for the first time ever she realized how affected he was by the situation. “I want to fuck you, Grace. I want to stick my hard rod up your warm, wet pussy. I want to taste you, love. I want to hear you scream my name as you fall from heaven.” He pushed two fingers deep into her. Grace’s legs trembled.
* “Tell me,” he urged, pumping them in and out of her.
* “I cannot, I don’t—”
* “Yes?” A third finger wound its way inside of her and she threw her head back, giving in to the rising pleasure.
* They froze at the sound of a loud knock at the door.


~ Author Bio ~

* Defined as weird since she was about eight, Elyzabeth honors the title by making up songs about her chores, doodling stars and flowers on any blank sheet of paper and talking to her dog whenever he feigns interest.
* Losing the battle to the voices in her head is her favorite pastime after annoying her younger sister with her singing. Writing stories full of passion and emotion where love conquers all is her happy pill and she'll forgo sleep to make her readers live the dream.
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A Look At Ella Grey & 'Embracing the Tease' ~ @ellagrey26 @evernightpub #ROTG #BDSM

Today we have author Ella Grey visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Ella Grey likes to tell stories which feature very human characters, even if those characters sprout fur or can conjure fire with a click of their fingers. Ella has been writing for over a decade and has been published for the last two years.
* She currently lives in the UK with her son, partner and cat. She rarely sleeps and can often be found with a cup of coffee in one hand and her other hand on the keyboard.

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?
* Embracing the Tease is the third and final story in my BDSM series, The Black Rose. It can be read as a standalone since the first two stories are based on different characters. If you’re interested, The Schoolteacher and the Dom and Weekend with the Dom.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* Lilith Yee is a character introduced in The Schoolteacher and the Dom, a Domme who owes the Black Rose with Alex Winchester. I always knew that Lilith would have her own story, it was just a case of finding the perfect man to go with her. Lilith is picky, she wouldn’t just take anyone.

Describe the hero in five words.
* Wounded, lonely, switch, hot and tattooed.

Describe the heroine in five words.
* Lonely, lost, domme, caring and skilled.

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* That’s a hard question, Lilith is a nonsense kind of woman, doesn’t take crap from anyone. There was something very freeing about writing her. Joseph on the other hand, he was a completely new character with a tragic moment in his life, one that he’s kept hidden from his bandmates. This story was incredibly easy to write, emotional as hell though.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* Something in her eyes made him look away. There was strength there, even as the delicate scent of jasmine filled his nose. It was like she could see everything about him with that one look.

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * They both need to blow off some steam...
* Lilith Yee is Madame Tease, except she hasn't been doing much teasing lately. Alex has left her in charge, which means there isn't time for fun. On top of paperwork and making sure Twisted Rope is still performing on Friday, she's bored.
* Joseph Hall is the lead singer of the Twisted Rope. On the last leg of their tour, he has the weight of the world on his shoulders. He's kept a secret from his bandmates, one that is slowly killing him inside. He's more than willing to put the decisions in someone's hand.
* One night. No promises. Could it end up being the perfect beginning? ~ Excerpt ~ * “I can’t help you if you don’t tell me.” The soft sound of her footsteps coming closer stopped him from disappearing through the door. Her hand pressed lightly on his shoulder, and he turned around. She wasn’t that much taller than he was, so he gazed into her eyes. They searched his. As he took a step away from her, she raised her hand. The move reminded him of someone trying to approach a wounded animal. “You’ve got the weight of the world on your shoulders. I can help you with that. All you have to do is let me.”
* “What do you mean?”
* The smile she gave him hit him like a physical punch to the pit of his stomach. “Maybe it’s time you put that well-worn control into someone else’s hands. Come to my office after your set. I mean if you’re interested.”

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A Look At Rosie Claverton & 'Binary Witness' @rosieclaverton @GoddessFish #Mystery #PI

Today we have author Rosie Claverton visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* Rosie Claverton is a screenwriter and novelist. She grew up in Devon, daughter to a Sri Lankan father and a Norfolk mother, surrounded by folk mythology and surly sheep. She moved to Cardiff to study Medicine and adopted Wales as her home.
* Her short film "Dragon Chasers" aired on BBC Wales in Autumn 2012. Currently exiled to London, she lives with her journalist husband and their pet hedgehog.

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?
* Binary Witness is the first novel in The Amy Lane Mysteries. The second novel Code Runner will be out in September.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* I've always enjoyed crime fiction, but was never brave enough to try my hand at it. In 2011, I wanted to participate in NaNoWriMo and I had multiple ideas competing for my attention. The characters of Amy and Jason popped into my head for a quick cuppa, made themselves at home, and refused to leave. I chose to set the novel in Cardiff because I spent five years living in the small Welsh city, and it lends itself to a serial killer story where the cops don't know how to handle it and they're under a national media spotlight.

Describe the hero in five words.
* Jason is street-smart, protective, rough, soft-hearted and (mostly) reformed.

Describe the heroine in five words.
* Amy is anxious, depressed, talented, affection-starved and resilient.

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* My favourite character is Cerys Carr, Jason's baby sister. She's the embodiment of younger sibling nuisance, but provokes Jason's protective streak - whether she wants it or not. As the series progresses, she grows into a woman who knows her own mind and will fiercely fight to protect those she cares about.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* “Jason? Jason, what was that?” Sound filtered back in and she heard a voice that could be Jason’s, but quieter—farther away? He pushed the phone away, her numb brain supplied. He’s keeping the connection open so you can find him.
* She’d tell him, when he got home, that he didn’t need to take that kind of risk, that she’d already traced him within ten seconds to an area the size of a king-size bed. He was watching too many movies. He was putting his life in danger because of CSI.

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * Police detectives rely on Amy Lane to track the digital debris of their most elusive criminals--when she's not in the throes of a panic attack. After two students disappear in Cardiff, Amy uncovers photographic evidence that they've been murdered. From the safety of her computer, she looks through the city's digital eyes to trace the steps of a killer.
* Amy's investigation requires footwork, however, and the agoraphobic genius can't hack it alone. She turns to her newly-hired cleaner, ex-con Jason Carr. Jason is fascinated by both Amy and the work, and can't refuse even when she sends him into situations that risk returning him to prison.
* The killer strikes again and again, and Amy and Jason are the only investigators closing in on him. But Amy's psyche is cracking under the strain, and Jason's past is catching up with him. To stop the next murder, they must hold their unconventional partnership together at any cost. ~ Excerpt ~ Amy hacks the forum...
* Bryn flipped open his notebook over his fingers, worn wedding ring outside the shield of soft black leather. His ex-wife must be speaking to him this week. He read out the web address as she typed, and it loaded in seconds.
* “Band fan forum. Nu metal.” Generic BB template, basic customisation—poor effort. She could’ve knocked together a better site in fifteen minutes.
* She could feel Jason leaning over her shoulder and tried to control her urge to tense, to move. He was a big guy, intimidating, a skinhead with old-fashioned tattoos wound around both his arms. But he could’ve been any guy, really. It didn’t take much to spook her.
* Out of the corner of her eye, she watched him scan the text, tongue slightly protruding from between pink lips. He scratched absently at a smattering of light brown stubble on his chin—he was probably one of those guys who had a five o’clock shadow at midday. His dark brown eyes flickered across the screen faster than she expected. The educational attainment of the prison population wasn’t exactly renowned.
* “Crash and Yearn? They’re more punk pop.”
* Bryn looked at him with amusement. “This is what you bring to the table, boy?”
* Jason scowled at him. Amy felt like the referee on some bizarre American wrestling show.
* “The original post is down,” Amy said, scanning the forum. “Not the ‘dead naked girl’ types. I’ll find the archive—you got that before it went dark?”
* Her simple yet thorough methodology for profiling and password trawling involved a lot of social networks and a bit of hacker’s intuition. The old science fiction trope of advanced technology seeming very like magic unfolded before her audience.

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Not 'just a game' ~ @evernightpub #urbanfantasy

Today we have my alter ego, Casey Moss, visiting.

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Casey Moss delves into the darker aspects of life in her writing, sometimes basing the stories on reality, sometimes on myth. No matter the path, her stories will take you on a journey from the light-hearted paranormal to dark things unspeakable. What waits around the corner? Come explore…

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 here to share my story Open World. The world of C.O.V.E.N. (Clans of Vegas – Endless Night) first appeared in Evernight Publishing’s anthology Keyboards & Kink (available here: Evernight Publishing & at other fine e-tailers) in Casey’s story, AFK. In AFK, we saw a peek into I-D-8 Entertainment’s in-production MMORPG: Clans of Vegas – Endless Night, also known as C.O.V.E.N. when Beth and another gamer got sucked into the game for real. Now, in Open World, the employees have joined together for a LAN party to test the game.

How'd you/your muse come up with this story?
* Like I mentioned above, the world of C.O.V.E.N. was introduced in an anthology. The call for that anth was about on-line relationships and since I'd been into MMORPGs I went that route when creating the story - what if gamers got sucked into a game and hooked up? Open World consists of two novellas that had been previously published, and they'd been repurposed to fit this theme. I'm so excited they found new life and a new home with Evernight Publishing!

Who's your favorite character in the book & why?
* There are multiple characters in the story. The bad guy Cor, the parents, the two couples Den & Hope and Faith & Tavis. There's also the cousin, Cassandra. Beth from the first story along with Rick make an appearance, along with some other new characters one of which is JT. JT will be one of the main characters in the next book. Love my JT. But when it comes to Open World, my favorite character is Cassandra. She, too, will be a featured character in the book that comes after JT's story.

What's your favorite line in the story?
* There are a lot of great lines in the book & I have several favorites. Here's one of them:
* “Hey, if you want to be bit by the CWU that’s coming up on you, feel free to continue standing there with your thumb up your ass.”

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * The world has broken out in wars. Las Vegas has been ravaged by chemical warfare and is now home to several clans and creatures.
* Welcome to I-D-8 Entertainment’s newest game: Clans of Vegas—Endless Night.
* Friends and family have gathered for a crunch time playtest of C.O.V.E.N.. When a horrible thunderstorm hits, everyone’s sucked into the game for real. In the MMORPG, Hope Collins is kidnapped by Buzz and forced to submit to his whims. Her boyfriend, Alden, has to delay his quest of defeating a clan’s prince to save her, but time and circumstance don’t seem to be on his side. Faith Collins is bombarded by strange dreams brought on by Buzz. Her boyfriend, Tavis, learns to dream walk, but can he help break the spell she’s under and save her before she’s lost to him?
* C.O.V.E.N. is more than just a game. It’s a whole other world. ~ Excerpt ~ * Cool, conditioned air blasted over him, lowering his skin temperature. He hadn’t realized how hot he’d been outdoors. Den took a moment to breathe and relax before the chaos of gaming began.
* The gathering area, which when empty reminded him of a great room in someone’s house, had been rearranged. Two black leather couches and a matching recliner had been pushed against the far wall blocking a pair of sliding glass doors. A brick façade fireplace lay bare since there was no need for supplemental heat. Opposite the hearth and in the far corner area was the kitchen. A breakfast bar counter divided the great area from the food space and was laden with cans of soda, bottles of water and various snacks.
* But the most important part spread out in front of him. Three rows of long folding tables spanned the room. Two more near the kitchen were pushed up against the three making the whole configuration look like a squared off M on its side. Keyboards, monitors, switches and small pyramid crystals filled the table tops, and wires cascaded down in colorful streams to computer towers and power strips. Enough room on top of and under the table surrounded each chair and work space.
* A woman with light brown hair pulled into a pony tail popped up from beneath the middle table. Scratching her head, she stared down at a monitor.
* “Hey, Beth,” Den called out to her as he strolled into the room. “Need a hand?”
* She jerked her head up and her gaze landed on him. “Oh, hey there, Alden. Help? Nah. JT, Bruce and Steve should be back any moment. One of them will double check my connections. Thought you’d be out there with your girl and her family.”
* A wide grin lit her face. Beth wasn’t a classic beauty, but there was something about her mannerisms and expressions that had the guys in the company taking second and third looks. He didn’t think she had any clue about her mysterious allure.
* “I was. I told her I wanted to check out things in here. See if you all needed help.”
* Beth swung an arm out. “Well, as you can see, we’re pretty much ready to go.”
* The lights flickered, brightened, dimmed and slowly went back to normal. Ceiling fans which had slowed sped up again to resume their normal cycling.
* A curious tingle sparked in Den’s fingers, spread up and flared in his arms. The ‘boat’ sensation returned. He took a deep breath and mentally shook off the wonky vibes, not wanting to face his issue at this particular time.
* Beth’s face paled. She shook her head. “Oh no. Not again.”

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Casey Moss is touring! There's a unique excerpt at every spot. :)
May 15: Casey Moss | May 15: Beth D. Carter | May 16: Iyana Jenna | May 17: Ela Stein | May 18: Elodie Parkes | May 19: Nicola Cameron | May 20: Leigh Ellwood | May 26: Carlene Love Flores | May 27: S.J. Maylee | May 28/29: Evie Jayne | May 29: Doris O'Connor | May 30: Jessica Coulter Smith | June 4: Kastil Eavenshade | June 6: London St James

Binding Spells & Surrendering with Jewel Quinlan ~ @JewelQuinlan #MWTease #interview

Welcome to the middle of the week!
Mid Week Tease is an event where authors are spotlighting a few lines or a paragraph or two from their stories. Readers, you get to sample some delicious snippets and be teased, titillated and tantalized into the weekend!

This week I'm happy to give my blog space over to Jewel Quinlan, author of Surrender Sweet Succubus and other wonderful stories. She's going to share some information before her tease. Enjoy!

A look into the story

~ Blurb ~ * When Dr. Stephen Wallace, a fertility specialist from Sydney Australia, is approached by his brother and sister-in-law for help conceiving a child there is no way he can refuse. Since they have already exhausted all the possibilities modern medicine can provide, Stephen turns to his skills as a shaman for alternative solutions. His search leads him to Las Vegas, Nevada on a slim lead to capture a succubus who he hopes has the power to help. But when he meets Geneva, the exotic and passionate succubus, he finds himself being captured instead. ~ The Tease! (a.k.a. Excerpt) ~ * “I came here because I was looking for a succubus…” he began.
* “Mm hm. Well, you found one.”
* He lost his train of thought as she rolled a tube of lipstick over her lips. The same lips that had been wrapped around his cock last night doing the most wicked things to him.
* She finished and started to walk back into the bathroom but her feet stopped short just before the door as if she had hit an invisible barrier. The look on her face was almost comical.
* “What the…?” She backed up a step and then tried to move forward again but was halted once more in the same place. She reached in front of her and grabbed the doorway then tried to pull herself through but from the waist down, nothing else moved.
* “What the hell is going on?!” She sounded scared now.
* He stood. It was working, the binding spell was working! “Okay, I don’t want you to get upset but I put a binding spell on you.” He couldn’t help feeling bad about it. It wasn’t really in his nature to cast such spells but it had been necessary.
* “You did what?” Her tone turned to acid and her eyes narrowed.
* “A binding spell,” he repeated, “So you can’t go more than three yards away from me. Sorry, were you trying to go to the bathroom?”
* He moved closer to give her more slack so she could go in. She stumbled slightly as the perimeter of the bind shifted. She straightened, looking even more upset, and moved away from the bathroom towards the front door.
* “How dare you!” she raged. “I am not to be held in bondage by any man. Release me at once!” Her hands scrabbled at the door behind her for the knob.
* “I’ll remove it I swear! It’s just, I need your help with something and I didn’t want you to disappear. I wasn’t sure how you would react when I told you I knew what you were.”
* “You think I’m going to help you now!?” She looked like she would hit him if she could. Her eyes blazed emerald fire.
* “I think, when you listen to what I have to say, you will.”
* “And what if I don’t want to listen? You’re going to force me?”
* He started to negate it but then stopped. She was right. The look in his sister-in-law’s eyes had haunted him since they’d spoken. He couldn’t let her down. Couldn’t let them both go on with the heartache of being childless. He shook his head, not knowing what to say.
* “That’s it, I knew it! You men are all the same. You just take what you want and bend other people to your will.”
* He held his hands out to her in pause. “Now look, I don’t even know if you can help me. I just wanted the opportunity to discuss it with you. That’s all. But before we do there’s something else I have to tell you about.” Better to come clean right away. He slowly inched forward towards her.
* She yanked the door open. “I don’t care! Whatever it is, I’m not doing it you jerk!” she said, turning to go.
* He quickly called out, “I just wanted to be honest and tell you…”
* She took one step and then crumpled into a heap on the carpet.
* “…about the sedative.”

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A look at Jewel Quinlan...

* From a young age, Jewel Quinlan had an abundant imagination and strong desire to write novels. She particularly enjoys writing paranormal and fantasy romance. An avid traveler, she has visited fifteen countries so far (which she enjoys using as settings in her novels) and has plans to see more of the world. She has a particular fondness for Bavaria and studies the German language as one of her hobbies. During the day, she works as a pharmaceutical sales representative and, at night, she writes romance. She currently lives in Orange County, California with her two dogs; Shimmer and Penny.

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Thank you for joining us here today, Jewel Quinlan! It was a pleasure getting to know you and your story.