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Rookery Cove Aphrodisiacs:
Make Mine a Double
Brim and Stone are dragons who were hatched on the island nearly a hundred years ago. Now, they live in the dark caverns below the factory, guarding the Heart, which is the very essence of Rookery Cove. As their first-century birthday approaches, Brim and Stone are experiencing the quickening. They desperately need a female to sexually facilitate their joining so they can complete their permanent transition.
Thanks to her overprotective male relations, Charlotte "Charli" Maguire's current love life is non-existent. She yearns to fulfill her fantasy: Hot sex with two men. Hah. She might as well wish to visit the moon. Then Charli wins a contest sponsored by Rookery Cove Aphrodisiacs: An all expense-paid vacation to Halifax, a tour of the factory, and $500 worth of sex aids.
During the tour, the guide takes her to the "fantasy room." Charli finds herself the sensual participant in a threesome with two gorgeous men. Forget the sex toys. Forget the nearest exit. These two hunks are better than any prize!
"The room I'm taking you to is very special. In fact, we like to think of it as the place where your deepest, darkest fantasy can come true."
With Charli's heart beating a sudden, rapid tattoo, she followed Elwyn through the dimly lit hallway. At some point the concrete floor gave away to the grit and bumps of natural stone. They walked up a short set of stairs carved into stone and through an arched doorway.
Holy canole! The room was all black marble; the unrelenting dark was softened only by the recessed lighting in the ceiling. Charli noticed the huge, circular bed on the right. The glossy shine of black silk sheets caught her gaze. A dozen black pillows in all shapes and sizes filled the top part of the bed.
"What's your fantasy?" asked Elwyn.
"Do I have to tell you?" She wandered away the magnificent room, her stomach squeezing in excitement. "This is an interesting place, all right."
"If you sit on the bed and make your wish," he said, walking to it and patting the covers, "you might get exactly what you want."
"So, this is a magic room? Oh, c'mon." Still her pulse raced at the very possibility. Maybe they had researched her and found out she wanted two men to make love to her. Yeah. God. What if they had? What if part of her prize package was trying out Rookery Cover's sex-tastic room o' fun? Charli gazed at the bed. Really, she should be thinking more clearly about this situation.
She was caught between doing the right (and boring) action or taking the risk -- the risk that Elwyn wasn't teasing her or that she wasn't crazy.
"So, if I sit in this room and think about my favorite sexual fantasy… I'll get it?" Her gaze flicked to his. "That's quite a leap of faith."
"That's the thing about faith," he said. "You always have to jump for it."
"Isabella Jordan has created an erotic, emotional and romantic tale that I couldn't put down. Salma is a famous dancer who has become cynical and jaded resulting from the industry she is in. While Tony is an honest, naive and old fashion guy who is attracted to Salma not Salome. Their attraction is put to the test when Salome and Tony are instructed to perform for one the Salome's rich admirers. This exposes the ugly side of Salma's profession, yet Tony only sees Salma's inner beauty and compassionate persona. I found Salma and Tony's relationship quite intense enforcing the fact that they are from two different worlds yet their connection draws them to each other. I really liked Tony's characteristic and untainted persona and I can see why Salma's attracted to him. Call me kinky but I highly enjoyed the "private showings" that Salma and Tony performs which includes BDSM, oral and anal stimulation and ménage. Oh my, I needed some ice as I read these scenes. My only complaint is that this story had to end and I really didn't want to go back to the normal world just yet. I look forward to many more stories from Ms. Jordan!" - 5 Stars, Heat Level: O, Tallyn Porter, JERR
"Ropacabana is a great novella about a man loving a woman for who she is, not for the illusion of who she is. You will love Isabella Jordan's ability to fuse both scorching, kinky love scenes with tender moments into a marvelous story you won't be able to put down. Jordan has created one luscious Latina heroine and a strong but sensitive hero. After getting to know Salome, you will sympathize with her and understand why she has to put up the defenses she does. Luckily, Tony is the one man that can light her fire - and warm her heart. Viva Los Regalos: Ropacabana is a sweet and spicy must-read!" - Mandy Briggs, Paranormal Romance
Is it wrong of me to title my post after a very famous song from a very famous children's movie on an Erotic Romance publisher blog? Probably. But, dammit, I just don't care. Why?
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The final installments in the first of the "Viva Los Regalos" titles are available now!!
Wanna know what happens when you pair up a Fury and a human cop and set them on the trail of a killer? Steaming hot sensuality and a great caper too! Let Lena Austin show you how it's done in Los Regalos in "Beware the Fury"!
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When you find yourself confiding in a swan, you know you’re in trouble. When the swan talks back, madness clearly beckons. Throw in a fool of a fiancé about to be dumped, a Russian gangster, and a lustful ballet dancer with tights to die for, and the night becomes strangely magical…
The Ropacabana is the hottest BDSM club in Los Regalos, and their star is the most sought after show girl in town. Toss in a bit of fine print and a sexy bouncer, and Isabella's tale is sure to heat you up and leave you begging for more :)
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Welcome to Los Regalos: Where fantasies become reality, anonymity guaranteed!
Changeling Press's newest multi-author series, "Viva Los Regalos" debuts today! Follow Maxine's high-jinx and erotic adventures in Renee George's "Double Down"
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The August issue of my newsletter is now online! I've also done a teensy bit of redesigning on the website (call it a work in progress): let me know what you think! Some pages might need to be refreshed before they load correctly--don't ask me why, it's just the way they go. A quick check on the News or Contest pages should tell you if it's loaded right: News will be headed August, and Contest will have the Drive Me Daisy details.Adam was the first man Daisy ever saw. When the faeries sent her back to the mortal realm, his werewolf pack took her in. Adam was the first man to make love to her, and the first to break her heart. Now, fifteen years later, Adam's back, and he needs Daisy: in his work, in his life, and in his bed.
But fifteen years can change a person, and now Daisy's not so sure she can forgive Adam for what happened all that time ago. Plus, there's the little matter of the secret she's been keeping since she last saw him...
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The sleek glide of vinyl over hairless flesh brought a smile to Pru’s lips. God, it felt good to dress the way she wanted. After ten years in training with the Relic Group, putting on a potato sack would feel good, as long as she chose it.
Pru pulled the zipper of her thigh high boot up before stomping both shoes against the floor and tugging at their tops. Legs properly ensconced, she turned around to look at herself in the mirror.
“Very nice.”
With one last glance, Pru left her apartment, slapping her palm against the identpad to lock the door. As she made her way to the parking garage, she couldn’t help but smile again. She worked at the hottest BDSM club in the country, Ovelia. Situated on the outskirts of downtown Atlanta, the club drew customers not just from the city, or the state, but also from all over the world.
Her work at Ovelia paid very well, and as she approached her prize possession, she couldn’t help but purr with satisfaction. The hovercycle was unbelievably expensive, but worth every dime.
She slid her body onto the low-slung vehicle, starting the antigrav field and lifting off in the same smooth motion. The ride to her job took less than ten minutes, but it was ten minutes spent in complete joy. She pulled into the parking garage and powered down the cycle. With one last look, she made her way to the employee entrance.
Pru waved to Bertie, the lupercan bouncer, on her way in. He was wolfed-out, nothing odd about that, but the bright pink collar was new.
“Nice accessory, Bertie.” She smiled when he preened at her comment.
“Thanks, Pru. I wanted to try something different.”
“It looks good. What’s George think?”
The heavily muscled, hair-covered lupercan crossed his arms. “He likes me in pink.”
Pru laughed as she made her way through the steadily filling club toward her personal room. She knew Bertie liked pink too. She entered her well-appointed room, sighing contentedly at the clean, simple lines of the space. Antonio decorated with panache, careful to balance ambiance with functionality.
A simple queen-sized bed stood alone on the back wall. There was a small sitting area in front of a replica of a medieval rack. Pru didn’t use the device very often, but she found the simplicity of the torturous contraption appealing. The wall nearest the door held chains, the full complement of her whip collection, as well as miscellaneous paraphernalia she used to ply her trade.
She trailed her fingers over the whips, the supple leather cool and smooth beneath her hand. Her blood warmed as she thought about the night to come. Antonio no doubt had her booked. If this were any other job, she might have been grumbling. Instead, her clit swelled between her legs and her breasts grew heavy.
She turned to the bed, mussing the covers a bit for effect. It was time for her to check in with Antonio and get her schedule for the night. Before she left the room, she opened up the camouflaged safe and put away her things. She shifted a pair of furred cuffs out of the way to make room for her handbag and a thought tickled her senses.
“Another set of manacles might come in handy.” With a wicked grin, she shut the safe. A small control pad rested on her lingerie dresser. With a little giggle, she punched a few numbers on the remote. The wall panel between her whips and one set of chains recessed and rotated before sliding back into place with another set of cuffs and chains anchored to it.
She dropped the controller on the bed and headed out into the club. Time to go to work.
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