Saturday, 24 May 2014

Jennifer Lynn's hot new release!


DEMON OF ENVY (GODS OF LOVE) by Jennifer Lynne


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 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.

DEMON OF ENVY is the fifth erotic romance 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.


Excerpt 1 (Sexy):
She dropped to her knees and took him deep into her mouth and throat. Velvety smooth skin, ridged with veins. Hot. Hard. The very essence of everything male. She sucked him in, working back and forth, stealing the sticky fluid from the tip of his cock with her greedy tongue. The taste was divine, like…like… There was nothing to which she could compare. It was the headiest aphrodisiac she'd ever placed in her mouth.
"Like the nectar of the gods, Liv? It is exactly that." Thon's voice was hoarse above her, and she smiled around his organ and let her lips, tongue, and teeth continue to explore. "By Zeus, that feels good."
Fingers tangled in her hair, encouraging the sliding movement up and down his cock. She cupped his balls with one hand, squeezing lightly, and with the other slipped her fingers behind them to press into the springy flesh between his testicles and anus. She'd read on the internet that men liked such a move. A sharp hiss sounded above her head and he jerked in her mouth, then sudden pain assailed her shoulders and a greenish grey mist surrounded them. What the
She lifted her head and let him slide out of her with a moist sucking noise. She knelt there, inhaling his musky scent and panting, blinking to try and clear her vision. Why was it suddenly so shadowy?
He was bent forward a little over her, fingers clutching so tight around her upper arms and shoulders it felt like claws digging in to her shoulder blades. So that was the cause of the pain. A wave of lust swept through her at the sting and a yelp filled her throat, but she refused to let it escape. No. Don't let him see it.
Pleasure and pain. The double-edged sword that was her deepest secret and one she had only revealed once before in her life. To disastrous effect.
But it was too late. He knew. "Oh, my God, Thon." The words burst out of her when he squeezed again and a betraying gush of vaginal moisture coated the top of her thighs.
"You like that?"
She whimpered and closed her eyes, but snapped them open when he slid his hands under her elbows and lifted her seemingly without effort to her feet.
"Liv? You like a bit of…pain?"
She spoke through clenched teeth. "I don't want to."
"But you do."

Copyright 2014 Jennifer Lynne



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Author Bio
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.

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Tuesday, 20 May 2014

Em Rose m/m release!

First Time Brad & Sebastian
Author: EM Rose
ISBN: 978-0-9923714-8-7


Like the name suggests, the 'First Time' series is all about the moment that hot, sexy males decide to cross the line into the world of man love - gotta love that!
 
Excerpt:
 
His head was a mess. His thoughts and emotions were in a tangled jumble. Heat still raged through his body and his cock was half hard in his jeans. A sob caught in his throat. What the hell was happening to him?
Looking up he saw Sebastian standing in the doorway, rigid like a statue with only his haunting blue eyes moving, following Brad’s every move.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t come here to do that,” he said quietly.
“Why did you come here?” Brad demanded, ashamed at the break in his voice. “Why can’t you just leave me alone?”
He pulled a mug from an under bench cupboard and slammed it down on the counter. He spooned three heaped measures of coffee into the cup and pulled out the milk from the fridge. All the while he was conscious of Sebastian watching him with unwavering intensity.
“I’m dating your sister for chrissake,” Brad continued, venting the thoughts as they entered his head. “I’m not interested in you. I don’t want you. I just want you to go away.”
The kettle boiled and he filled the mug with water. His hand was shaking so much he spilt some of it on the bench top. Grabbing a spoon he began to stir the coffee wildly, spilling even more of it onto the counter.
Suddenly Sebastian was beside him and his hand reached out and stilled Brad’s furious stirring.
“You’ll have no coffee left in a minute,” he said in a voice that was infuriatingly calm and controlled.
“Why are you doing this to me?” Brad croaked, ashamedly aware that he was neither.
“What am I doing to you?”
Brad felt the man’s eyes burning into the side of his face but he didn’t look at him. “Please just leave me alone,” he whispered in reply.
Sebastian let go of his hand and a moment later he was caressing Brad’s cheek. Brad closed his eyes as tears began to well in them.
“I’m sorry that I find you so attractive,” Sebastian whispered back. “Believe me, I’ve tried to fight it.”
“We need to fight harder,” Brad said, sucking in a ragged breath.
“True,” Sebastian agreed huskily. “Or else we can just give in to it.”

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EM Rose loves sexy men and loud music. Even better if they are sexy rock stars playing loud music! She has a particular soft spot for singers and guitarists – especially if they have long hair. 

Jordy’s Song, the first book in her Rogue Night series, published by Steam eReads(http://steamereads.com.au/product/jordys-song/) is about the dramas of a rock band on the road, and was inspired by many sexy (long-haired) rock stars she has known in real life or drooled over in her fantasies.

Her ‘First Time’ series is all about that moment that hot, sexy males decide to cross the line into the world of man love - gotta love that!

Wednesday, 7 May 2014

Storm Clouds Released!

I am very happy to announce that Storm Clouds- the first in The United series has come out!
Woo hoo! This was a story i wrote for the 2012 NaNo and pretty much my first ever erotic romance.
Because of that, its a bit weird! F/F scenes in a M/F romance, Unicorns, weird eyes. everything.
But it was so much fun to write and i think its still a good story.

Naylaa is United to her beautiful unicorn Bronte. She knows the legends and is waiting for the United pair that will complete their life. When Gorvan arrives with Seinna, his United, Naylaa knows instantly Gorvan is her soul mate. But Gorvan is stubborn and scared. He wants to keep moving from town to town and doesn’t believe Naylaa about their need for one another. Naylaa must make him see it...before greed and stubbornness tears them and their beloved unicorns apart forever.

Buy Links: AMAZON B&N ROGUE PHOENIX PRESS

Saturday, 3 May 2014

Hot new release by Molly Ann Wishlade!

Bound to the Bad Boy – Book Spotlight


Title: Bound to the Bad Boy

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Word Count: 41,250

Release date: April 30th 2014

Thanks so much for agreeing to host me with my latest release Bound to the Bad Boy. The idea for this story came from pondering the question: What is it that makes bad boys irresistible? Is it the raw masculine energy, the unpredictable nature, or the desire we feel to tame the wildest man around when it seems that no one else can?
There are many appealing things about bad boys. They have alpha qualities that suggest strength and leadership and there’s nothing sexier than a man who doesn’t give a damn about what others think. He knows his own mind and he goes his own way. The bad boy also doesn’t spend hours worrying about his appearance, yet he is incredibly, effortlessly attractive and alluring. A bad boy doesn’t have to be classically good looking but he must be the epitome of raw masculinity. He is intense, passionate and deep. You know that he will be loyal if he loves you and that he will treasure you above all others, including himself.
In Bound to the Bad Boy, Matt King, the bad boy of the story, is a handsome tattooed biker. He is passionate, loyal and devoted. Matt has a less than flawless background, which you can find out about if you read the story, but he also has some hot and interesting erotic preferences and a fierce passion for his sub, Megan, that has never died.
Let me know what you think and tell me what it is that you love about bad boys.
Molly xxx

BLURB
A high school reunion. A Dom. A sub. Old secrets.

Megan Agnelli returns to her hometown of Cherub, Minnesota, hoping to prove to herself that her feelings for her first love, Matt King, are firmly in the past. Once her lover and her Dom, Matt has haunted her thoughts and her dreams for the last four years. She knows that she might bump into the handsome, tattooed biker at the high school reunion. But she still decides to go.

Matt went down for a crime he didn’t commit. Megan abandoned him when he needed her most. Hurt and confused, he tried to soldier on. For his motorcycle club. For Megan. Because he believed that she should be able to choose a life without him…if that was what she really wanted.

One night brings everything rushing back. The pain of loss. The overwhelming desire. The intense passion between a Dom and his sub. But can they heal the hurts of the past and move forward to create a future, or will it just be one hot reunion?

Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, sex toys, public exhibition, multiple partners

EXCERPT (18+)
Megan took a step forwards. She wanted to start the tour. To get moving. To stop the fervent racing of her brain before it made her dizzy. Before she changed her mind and fled.
Matt didn’t move.
She went to take another step forwards but she paused. What was he waiting for? Had she done something wrong, other than deciding to come here with him?
“Matt?”
“You have forgotten.”
She tensed. The tiny hairs on her arms stood on end. Did he want her to kneel? Should she have kept to ‘Master’ instead of using his name? How would this work between them now after so long? Did they just slip back into their old ways?
Surely he’ll tell me what to do, just like always. Whenever I’ve been in doubt, he has helped me, led me, and even calmed me.
“Megan,” he whispered as he moved closer. “Do you need me to remind you?”
She gazed into his eyes but found no answer there. Only the darkness of desire, and the danger of passion. A passion which could be roused like a hungry panther with claws just as sharp and a body just as beautiful, just as powerful. Yes, Matt was dangerous. Addictively so.
She nodded, afraid to speak.
“Take off your dress.”
“What?” her voice squeaked.
“You come into my home, then you play by my rules.”
She looked down. The fire in his eyes was too fierce, too intense. She stared at his broad shoulders instead, at how they morphed into a full muscular chest that bulged beneath his fitted black t-shirt. His arms were heavily tattooed with colorful sleeves that told the story of his life so far. Images of things he’d done, people he’d known, and places he’d travelled.
My name.
She jumped as she spotted it.
Just above his left wrist, written within the body of a snake that was wrapped around a bleeding heart. Had he done that after she’d broken up with him?
Her stomach clenched. Had she hurt him that much that he’d felt the need to ink her betrayal upon his flesh like a brand to remind him?
He lifted his arm.
“Is that because . . .” She couldn’t finish her question.
“Yeah . . . because you left. Because it hurt. Because I never forgot.”
“Oh.” Her eyes stung suddenly with hot tears. She had tried not to think about his feelings when she told him she needed out. He was tough. A man, a biker, a Dom. How could she have possibly hurt him?
He looked away for a moment, a muscle in his jaw twitching as if he was trying to regain his composure. Deciding how to deal with her. She held her breath. Would this be it? The end? Would he remember how mad he was that she had left him and leave her to a night in the lonely hotel bed with just her bullet vibrator for company? And after being this close to him again, she had a feeling that the tiny battery operated device would be unable to even tickle the need that now welled up inside her, shaking her to her very core.
He blinked then turned to her again. His face was calm, his features relaxed, as if he had pulled down a roller blind to hide his emotions, doubts and fears.
“So…Megan…” He ran a finger down her arm and she shivered. His touch was feather light yet it stirred her immediately. Her panties dampened with her moist heat. “Are you staying?”
She nodded. “Please, Master.”
“Then . . .” He gestured at her dress.
She lowered her eyes. Her crimson bodice stuck out in two places where her nipples protruded. A bead of perspiration trickled down between her heavy breasts. She absently brushed at the sticky residue of the reunion nametag but it clung to the shiny fabric like her lust now clung to her.
She was hot for him. She wanted to stay. Just for tonight. At least for tonight. So she had to play by his rules. Just like always.
The thought tingled through her entire body, curling in her pussy like a hot tongue and she began to unzip her dress, trembling with nerves and desire.


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