DRB1stChp Changeling Press Mon/Sat (26 Nov)

Join Changeling Press every Monday for new release excerpts and Saturdays for excerpts from the books that started the company on D. Renee Bagby Presents First Chapters.

Posted on Monday (26 Nov):

** Wet 4: Overflow by Zenobia Renquist
(Erotic MFM Paranormal MC/IR Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/overflow-by-zenobia-renquist.html

** Warrior's Craft 4: Four GI's & a Witch by Cheryl Dragon
(Erotic MFMMM Paranormal Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/four-gis-witch-by-cheryl-dragon.html

** Tiger Fork by Saloni Quinby
(Erotic MM Shifter Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/tiger-fork-by-saloni-quinby.html

** Full Moon Heat Collection by Lia Connor
(Erotic MMF Shifter Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/the-pack-1-full-moon-heat-by-lia-connor.html

Posted on Saturday (24 Nov):

* Sating the Lust God by Kate Hill
(Erotic Vampire Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/sating-lust-god-by-kate-hill.html

* Cosmic Cops 2: Dark Ecstasy by B.J. McCall
(Erotic SciFi Adventure Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/dark-ecstasy-by-bj-mccall.html

* Beast 1: Taking Back Control by Renee George
(Erotic MM Vampire Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/taking-back-control-by-renee-george.html

* Dante's World 2: Morgan's Creed by Willa Okati
(Erotic Vampire Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/morgans-creed-by-willa-okati.html

Blast from the blog past:

** Vaaden Warriors 1: Rheul by Jessica Coulter Smith
(Erotic Futuristic SciFi Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2011/05/rheul-by-jessica-coulter-smith.html

** Inked 2: Cactus Juice by Kate Hill
(Erotic MMM Paranormal Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2011/05/cactus-juice-by-kate-hill.html

** All Wrapped Up: Branded by Ann Jacobs
(Erotic BDSM Futuristic Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2011/05/all-wrapped-up-vol-1-collection.html

** Moonlust 3: Claiming Moon by B.J. McCall
(Erotic Shifter Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2011/05/claiming-moon-by-bj-mccall.html


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Paranormal Mates Society III by Ann Jacobs, Kira Stone, Cat Marsters, Amelia Elias and Isabella Jordan

Paranormal Mates Society Vol. III (Collection)
by Ann Jacobs, Isabella Jordan, Kira Stone, Cat Marsters and Amelia Elias

Cover art: Bryan Keller and Karen Fox and Fabiano Fabris
ISBN: 978-1-60521-685-0
Genre(s): Paranormal
Theme(s): Shapeshifters
Series: Paranormal Mates Society Multi-Author
Length: Collection
Page Count: 281

http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1746

Blurb
A god tries to keep from putting the man of his dreams to sleep, a vampire Dom handles two sexy subs, a satyr plays a practical joke on the God of War and the Fury of Disasters, the site administrator's sex life heats up thanks to a sexy satyr, and a woman posing as a witch finds love with a werewolf can truly be -- it's Satan's own online dating service, and chaos has never been quite this hot!
This anthology contains the previously released Paranormal Mates Society novellas Insomnia, O Positive, Loving Fury, Playing with Matches, and The Midnight Hour. These titles are all available as individual e-book releases. This collection is also available in print!
Excerpt
Paranormal Mates Society Vol. III (Collection)
All rights reserved.
Excerpt from Loving Fury
Copyright ©2011 Amelia Elias
This e-book file contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language which some may find offensive and which is not appropriate for a young audience. Changeling Press E-Books are for sale to adults, only, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers.
"Hey," he murmured, cupping my face in his hands. "Thera, talk to me. What's going on?"
I tried to bat his hands away. They stayed put, stubbornly unbattable. Finally I gave in to the inevitable and glared at him, not hiding the moisture on my cheeks. "There, are you happy now?" I snapped. "Want to make fun of me a little more? Maybe this will solidify your reputation as the Bad-Ass of Olympus—the Great Ares, the god who made a Fury cry. That'd be perfect for you, wouldn't it?"
"Shit," he whispered, but he didn't release me. His hands slid down to my shoulders, holding them in a gentle grip that was still unbreakable. "Thera, I -- damn, I'm sorry. I thought... well, I mean, I assumed...”
"I know what you assumed," I said, trying to get hold of myself and failing miserably. The tears were falling in a steady rain now. "You assumed what everyone else does -- Furies don't have feelings. We don't think of anything but destruction, don't want anything but blood, don't value anything but suffering. Well, guess what? You and everyone else forget one little fact -- I'm a goddess, same as any other! Does Athena think only of collecting more wisdom? Does Artemis hunt all the time, forsaking everything else? Does Aphrodite spend her every waking moment screwing?"
Ares was looking at me like he'd never seen me before -- and I suppose he hadn't. "With Aphrodite, it's close," he said, but he didn't smile. "I'm sor --"
"Yeah, you're sorry, everyone's sorry, big fucking deal," I interrupted, again trying to escape his grasp and again failing. "At least you've done one thing for me -- I won't waste any more time trying to be something no one will let me be. Damn it, Ares, will you let me go already?"
He shook his head. "Not until you let me apologize properly," he said, and when I took a breath to yell at him some more, he stopped my mouth with his own.
I froze. His lips were firm, his tongue teasing; he tasted of the sweet dessert wine and a hint of spice, and I didn't have a clue what to do with him when he was kissing me. He nipped my lip, surprising a gasp from me and making me aware for the first time that I wasn't breathing. I jerked my head away as if waking from a dream.
"What do you think you're doing?" I snapped, trying for outraged and only achieving breathless.
"Apologizing," he murmured as he scattered little kisses over my jaw.
"I don't need a pity-fuck in an elevator to make me feel better," I growled, and tried to shut up every neglected part of my body that was screaming for me to take it back, that pity-fucks were just fine and they'd like one or two of them right now.
He nuzzled my earlobe, which immediately joined the chorus of body parts clamoring for a good fucking, pity-induced or otherwise. "Too bad," he whispered. He caught my hand and pressed it to the front of his slacks, molding my palm against the rigid length behind his zipper. "What about one to make me feel better?"
Yes! my body screamed. I told it to shut up and tried not to notice the thickness of his cock under my hand, the warm, hard size of it. I failed utterly. "Get off me!"
"No," he said, and this time when he kissed me, he was serious about it.
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1746

All Wrapped Up Volume 1: Ann Jacobs, Dakota Cassidy, Kate Hill, Angela Knight

All Wrapped Up Vol. 1

by Ann Jacobs and Dakota Cassidy and Kate Hill and Angela Knight Cover art: Bryan Keller

ISBN: 978-1-60521-552-5

Genre(s): Futuristic, Paranormal, Action Adventure/ Suspense, Sci-Fi, BDSM

Theme(s): Vampires, Shapeshifters

Series: All Wrapped Up Multi-Author

Length: Collection

Page Count: 267

http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1609

Blurb:

Four exceptional authors, four enticing stories. Wrap yourself up in the heat of the best in erotic romance from Changeling Press.
Angela Knight -- Blood Service
Adiva Mayhew is a spy -- and a damn good one. But now she's running for her life from a deadly bounty hunter -- who's also a Vampire...
Ann Jacobs -- Branded
Cole Callender -- an entrepreneur with an eye to the future. Branded a sexual deviant under Earth laws, Cole adopts Obsidion as his future.
Dakota Cassidy -- Slave School Dropout
Nyla is a cat. So is Lucas. Nyla is an Egyptian Mau, descendant of the Goddess Bast. Lucas... isn't. In fact, he's a Tom cat. Unlikely lifemates at best.
Kate Hill -- Tainted Kisses
Niabi's only choice is to strike a bargain with Etlu -- the humans' lives in exchange for her complete surrender to his desires.
Excerpt:
All Wrapped Up, Vol. 1
Excerpt from All Wrapped Up: Blood Service
Angela Knight
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2011 Angela Knight

This e-book file contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language which some may find offensive and which is not appropriate for a young audience. Changeling Press E-Books are for sale to adults, only, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers.


"What exactly are you proposing?"
"It strikes me that it would be a waste to hand a high-level bloodthrall over to an ignorant thug like Tang." The vampire lowered his head next to her ear. His breath felt seductively warm. "On the other hand, I could always use two million credits. Convince me to keep you."
Adiva swallowed. Before coming to this world with Jorge, she'd undergone the surgical procedure that had made her a "bloodthrall" -- a perfect donor for her new vampire partner. Vamps coveted relationships with willing bloodthralls, preferring them over drinking synthetic blood. Still..."You'd violate a contract with General Tang?"
"I have no contract with Tang. He put a bounty out on you, but I don't have to collect it. If, that is, you prove sufficiently convincing."
"What guarantee do I have that you won't turn me in anyway?"
"None, of course." His tone was blandly matter-of-fact. "May I remind you, I don't have to give you any guarantees, Adiva. You're the one who has to convince me."
She licked her dry lips. "How do you propose I do that?"
A long silence ticked by as he let her sweat. "According to your dossier, you're a seventeenth level submissive. Quite high, and relatively rare. I'm a twenty-first level dominant. That means I've got a nasty streak I rarely have the opportunity to indulge -- sexually, at least."
"Meaning that those you pursue are fair game for whatever sadism you care to practice." And he cared to practice quite a bit, according to his file.
She felt him shrug against her. "Given that my typical prey runs toward pedophiles and serial murderers, I don't lose much sleep over what I do to them."
"Yeah, well, I'm neither of those things. So why the fuck are you tormenting me?"
"Darling, you managed to piss the wrong people off during a war. What did you expect?"
"Tang is psychotic! The Adorevians have a right to overthrow..." She broke off, reining in her outrage and reaching for calm. "Never mind. Spell it out for me, Vigilante, or whatever the hell you call yourself. How do I 'convince' you?"
His smile was slow and dark. "Why, by submitting, darling."
"To what?"
"Isn't it obvious? Whatever I want."
She swallowed, all too aware of him -- his hard, hot body crowding her much smaller one. He was just so damn big. So damn male. With every breath, her senses filled with his scent, masculine and dark and more than a little wild. "So what do you want?"
The Vigilante laughed softly. "That's the question, isn't it?" He leaned into her. She realized that the thick ridge pressing against her ass was an impressive erection.
"Choose, Adiva. Convince me. Or don't."
She licked her dry lips, intrigued despite herself by that promising cock. Jorge had not been a small man by any means, but Vigilante felt massive. How would he feel thrusting hard into her cunt, stretching her, tormenting her? She'd dreamed of a lover like that. And she didn't want to die without experiencing one.
"I think you'll find me very convincing..." Adiva had to swallow before she could give him the title she knew he'd demand. "... Master."
He laughed. The sound was rich with satisfaction and triumph. "Then why don't we get started?" He released her throat and found the seal on her jacket. "Let's see what you have to offer."
"Here?" she protested instinctively. "But anybody could come along!"
"And you assume that matters to me?" His tone was coolly pleasant, but she heard the steel beneath.
Adiva swallowed. "No, I imagine you'd strip me naked in front of half the station if it suited you."
He laughed softly. "You assume right…"
http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1609