Showing posts with label Camille Anthony. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Camille Anthony. Show all posts

Friday, May 10, 2013

Flash Fiction RoundUp 10 May 2013

03 May 2013 Theme

This week's theme is courtesy of Vicki Burklund and in honor of all the flying I just did.

You just got caught joining (or trying to join) the mile high club.


Camille Anthony
INFLIGHT MEAL
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/164672


Mikala Ash
RIDING THE BEANSTALK
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/164648


Sarah Barimen
JUST THE THING FOR NERVES
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/164685


Sara Jay
LEARNING TO FLY
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/164665


Sarah Makela
JOINING THE MILE HIGH CLUB
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/164635


Bill Riley/Daheap (editor)
OOPS
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/164639


Stop by the Changeling Press Bar & Grille to indulge in some steamy quickies. Each week is a new theme. http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/

Friday, April 19, 2013

Flash Fiction RoundUp 19 April 2013

12 April 2013 Theme

This week's theme is courtesy of Zenobia Renquist.

You've been randomly selected to host a demon in your home as part of the new human-demon cooperative towards tolerance. Be sure not to cause an interdimensional incident.


Camille Anthony
THE MENU
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/163918


Mikala Ash
BILLET
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/163910
TWO'S COMPANY, BUT THREE IS A PARTY
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/163981


Sharon Maria Bidwell
DECODING 'DEMON' (MM)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/163953


Kate Hill
BEN & TYLER: THE SHY ALIEN (Rock and a Hard Place - 05 April Theme)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/164087
BEN & TYLER: HOSTS FOR HELL
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/164088


B.J. McCall
RULES OF ENGAGEMENT
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/164018


Ana Raine
LUCKY
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/164058


Megan Slayer
WHERE THE STREETS HAVE NO NAMES (Fantasy Now Reality - 08 March Theme)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/164060
LUCKY YOU (Luck of the Irish - 15 March Theme)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/164064
BETCHA WON'T (Truth or Dare - 22 March Theme)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/164061


J.S. Wayne
A DEMON FOR DINNER
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/163866
A DEMON FOR DINNER 2
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/163947
A DEMON FOR DINNER 3
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/163941


Stop by the Changeling Press Bar & Grille to indulge in some steamy quickies. Each week is a new theme. http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/

Friday, March 01, 2013

Flash Fiction RoundUp: 01 March 2013

22 February 2013 Theme

Last Dressed to the Nines theme. Next week it's back to the regular/random themes from the twisted minds of you lovely people. :D

It's an outdoors black-tie event that just got washed out by the rain and you've lost track of your ride home. Who's gonna drive you home?


Camille Anthony
WE TOOK THE LONG WAY HOME, PT 1
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162194
WE TOOK THE LONG WAY HOME, PT 2
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162208
WE TOOK THE LONG WAY HOME, PT 3
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162218
WE TOOK THE LONG WAY HOME, PT 4
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162265
WE TOOK THE LONG WAY HOME, PT 5
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162298


Mikala Ash
RAINING MEN
(MM)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162226
REVENGE IS A DISH BEST SERVED WET
(MM)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162300


Sharon Maria Bidwell
WET!
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162271


Sam Cheever
BEST. RIDE. EVER.
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162181


Kate Hill
BEN & TYLER: RETURN FROM THE DARK PLACE (14 Dec 2012 Theme - Shortcut)
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162382
BEN & TYLER: HELL HATH NO FURY... (28 Dec 2012 Theme - On the Flip Side)
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162384
BEN & TYLER: STABLE MATE (04 Jan Theme - Secret Fetish)
(MM)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162385
BEN & TYLER: A TASTE OF HELL (11 Jan Theme - Candy Shop)
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162407
BEN & TYLER: BITTER SWEETS (18 Jan Theme - Sex In Public)
(MM)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162409


B.J. McCall
NICE WHEELS
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162191


Ana Raine
A WET KITTEN
(MM)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162296


Jessica Coulter Smith
ENGLISH TEA GARDEN
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/162186


Stop by the Changeling Press Bar & Grille to indulge in some steamy quickies. Each week is a new theme. http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/

Friday, February 08, 2013

Flash Fiction RoundUp: 08 February 2013

01 February 2013 Theme

The month of February we're celebrating Changeling Press's 9th birthday!! Woo! The month's theme is Dressed to the Nines, which leads us to the first Flash Fiction Challenge of the month...

The top item on your bucket list is having sex on the sly at a wedding. You're at the wedding, now which guest is going to help you make it happen?


Camille Anthony
PRE-NUPTIAL
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161405


Mikala Ash
SPACEPORT BREAKING NEWS
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161361


Marteeka Karland
MAID OF HONOR
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161414


Ana Raine
WEDDING BUNNY
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161432


Ayla Ruse
THINGS TO DO
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161384



Stop by the Changeling Press Bar & Grille to indulge in some steamy quickies. Each week is a new theme. http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/

Friday, February 01, 2013

Flash Fiction RoundUp: 01 February 2013

25 January 2013 Theme

Water. Can be lake, shower, tub but has to take place in H20.


Camille Anthony
TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161089


Mikala Ash
ID III
(MM)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161185


Mychael Black
FIGHT OR FLIGHT
(MM)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161067


Sam Cheever
SHOWER SCENE (Devil May Care Excerpt)
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161180


Anne Kane
SELKIE (WIP excerpt)
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161088


Marteeka Karland
WULF THE FEARED
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161212


Ana Raine
HOT AGAINST COLD
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161172


Zenobia Renquist
HOTEL LEAKS (Undercurrent Excerpt)
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161040
HOTEL BOTTLED WATER (Overflow Excerpt)
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161041
RELAXING BATH (Taking It Back Excerpt)
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161042
INTRODUCTIONS (Rite Men for Maya Excerpt)
(MMF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161207
FISH SENDING C&D (Harley on the Rocks Excerpt)
(MMF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161304
CONVERSATIONS IN THE SHOWER (Love Reversed Excerpt)
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161325
MATCHED SET (Chamomile Nights Excerpt)
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161339


Cynthia Sax
THE SHOW
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161057


Megan Slayer
CUZ I SAID YOU WILL
(MF)
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/message/161201



Stop by the Changeling Press Bar & Grille to indulge in some steamy quickies. Each week is a new theme. http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ChangelingPress/

Monday, December 24, 2012

DRB1stchp Changeling Press 48Hr Event (24 & 25 December)

A little late but Changeling Press took over the DRB1stChp blog all of Dec 24th and 25th. Check out these hot first chapter excerpts:

~ The Night Before Christmas by Shelby Morgen
(Erotic MF Paranormal IR Romance)
http://drb1stchp.com/2012/12/the-night-before-christmas-by-shelby-morgen/

~ Christmas Pageant by Sahara Kelly
(Erotic MF Contemporary Comedy Romance)
http://drb1stchp.com/2012/12/christmas-pageant-by-sahara-kelly/

~ Vampire Christmas by Angela Knight
(Erotic MF Paranormal Romance)
http://drb1stchp.com/2012/12/vampire-christmas-by-angela-knight/

~ Blood and Soul Collection by Kate Hill
(Erotic MF Vampire BDSM Romance)
http://drb1stchp.com/category/series-blood-and-soul/

~ Women of Steel Collection by Camille Anthony
(Erotic MF Futuristic/SciFi IR Romance)
http://drb1stchp.com/category/series-women-of-steel/

~ Jingle All the Way Collection by Judy Mays
(Erotic MF Christmas Vampire Romance)
http://drb1stchp.com/category/series-jingle-all-the-way/

~ Rookery Cove: Faun of Time by Jade Buchanan
(Erotic MM Urban Fantasy Shifter Romance)
http://drb1stchp.com/2012/12/rookery-cove-faun-of-a-time-by-jade-buchanan/

~ Rookery Cove: Kidnapping Karisma by Tuesday Morrigan
(Erotic MFMMM Shifter Romance)
http://drb1stchp.com/2012/12/rookery-cove-kidnapping-karisma-by-tuesday-morrigan/

~ Soul Familiar Collection by Kate Steele
(Erotic MM Paranormal Romance)
http://drb1stchp.com/category/series-soul-familiar/

~ Felidae Collection by Jade Buchanan
(Erotic SciFi Paranormal Romance, MM & MMF)
http://drb1stchp.com/category/series-felidae/

~ Elven Enchantment Collection by Willa Okati
(Erotic MMF Urban Fantasy Romance)
http://drb1stchp.com/category/series-elven/

~ Rookery Cove: Pixie's Prisoner by Lacey Savage
(Erotic MF Urban Fantasy Shifter Romance)
http://drb1stchp.com/2012/12/rookery-cove-pixies-prisoner-by-lacey-savage/

~ Rookery Cove: Ocean's Call by Dawn Montgomery
(Erotic MMF Shifter Romance)
http://drb1stchp.com/2012/12/rookery-cove-oceans-call-by-dawn-montgomery/

--
Zenobia Renquist
Discover Different and Unique Romance
http://about.me/zenobiarenquist
Caveat Emptor Series :: Three couples caught in a war have only one solution -- peace. Si vis pacem, para bellum. :: http://zenobiarenquist.com/bookshelf/caveat-emptor-series

Thursday, December 06, 2012

New Releases 06 Dec -- Naughty List Winners!

The Naughty List -- Twelve Days of Christmas winners will receive Changeling Gift Certificates for $5, $10, and $25 -- one random winner for each Christmas title on release day!

Congratulations to our first four winners --

Order #205069 Elizabeth V. (Santa's Helpers: Zarakion's Tip) $5
Order #205114 Lisa J. (Santa's Helpers: Wolf Run) $10
Order #205143 Stephanie C. (Santa's Helpers: Mistletoe Mistakes) $5
Order #205127 Carrie D. (Santa's Helpers: Damned Santa) $5
New Releases

Five by Riley Ashford $3.49
Mallen's on a mission to save her pack and her husband. All she has to do is sacrifice her life.

Dying for a White Christmas by ReneƩ George $4.49
Sex, blood, and violence. The prelude to a Christmas to die for.

Tales of Moonspell 1: Belonging to Hayden by Jessica Coulter Smith $4.49
Abducted by vampires, Daniela is thrust into Hayden's arms when she's used as werewolf bait.

Spotlight: Christmas Bunny by Camille Anthony $1.99
Three rogue hillbillies or a wolf? It'll take a Christmas miracle to get Ouida out of this tangle.

New Hot Flashes

Santa's Helpers: Aliens Stole the Frozen Turkey by Ashlynn Monroe $2.99
Betty Jean never expected to spend Christmas Eve with the sexiest circus ringmaster in the galaxy.

Santa's Helpers: Christmas Glow by Megan Slayer $2.99
One concert changed her mind, but can one night truly change her life?

Santa's Helpers: Epiphany by Mychael Black $2.99
All it takes is a little kindness and a lot of action...

Santa's Helpers: Christmas Elves Are Ringing by Sean Michael $2.99
Can Bane give Joey the attitude adjustment he needs in time to fill Santa's sleigh with toys?

Now Available at www.ChangelingPress.com

Christmas Past 99¢ Sale -- Did you miss a Changeling Christmas Past?
All Holiday Howlz, Sugarplums, and White Hot Christmas stories now only 99¢

A Very Changeling 9th Annual Christmas Contest -- Win Free Books for a year!

Nine readers will win Free Books For A Year:
One book a month (Five winners, 12 books each)
Two books a month (Two winners, 24 books each!)
Two books a week (Two winners, 104 books each!)

And the Naughty List -- Twelve Days of Christmas winners will receive Changeling Gift Certificates for $5, $10, and $25 -- one random winner for each Christmas title on release day!
The best part -- all you have to do to get on Changeling's Naughty List is buy any Santa's Helpers Christmas title at www.ChangelingPress.com during the month of December and you're automatically entered to win.

Monday, November 05, 2012

DRB1stChp Changeling Press Mondays/Saturdays (05 November)

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.

Here's what posted today 05 November:
** Sweet Dreams by Willa Okati (Erotic MM Paranormal Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/sweet-dreams-by-willa-okati.html

** Mercenaries 1: Private Skirmish by Anne Kane (Erotic Futuristic/SciFi Adventure Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/private-skirmish-by-anne-kane.html

** Kendren's Prize by Ashlynn Monroe (Erotic Dark Fantasy Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/kendrens-prize-by-ashlynn-monroe.html

** Rookery Cove: Monster Mash by Kira Stone (Erotic MM Urban Fantasy Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/rookery-cove-monster-mash-by-kira-stone.html


Here's what posted Saturday 03 November:
** Blood Soul 2: Vampire Crusader by Kate Hill (Erotic Vampire Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/blood-and-soul-2-vampire-crusader-by.html

** Women of Steel 2: Martini on the Rocks by Camille Anthony (Erotic Futuristic/SciFi IR Comedy Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/women-of-steel-2-martini-on-rocks-by.html

** Forbidden 2: Neighborhood Watch by Marteeka Karland (Erotic Futuristic/SciFi IR Menage Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/forbidden-2-neighborhood-watch-by.html

** Rookery Cove: Make Mine a Double by Michele Bardsley (Erotic Urban Fantasy MFM Dragon Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/11/rookery-cove-make-mine-double-by.html


And a blast from the blog past:
** Final Cut Miami: Storm's Tempest by Lacey Savage (Erotic BDSM Dark Fantasy Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2011/05/storms-tempest-by-lacey-savage.html

** Wolfman 3: Judgement by Brannan Black (Erotic MM Futuristic Werewolf Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2011/05/judgement-by-brannan-black.html

** The Queens of Merab 1.5: The Discovery by Violet Summers (Erotic Dark Fantasy Shifter Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2011/05/discovery-by-violet-summers.html

** Dragon Lord 4: Her Dragon Lords by Cynthia Sax (Erotic MFM BBW Dragon Shifter Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2011/05/her-dragon-lords-by-cynthia-sax.html


Happy Reading,

~ Zenobia

--
Zenobia Renquist
Discover Different and Unique Romance
http://about.me/zenobiarenquist
Caveat Emptor Series :: Three couples caught in a war have only one solution -- peace. Si vis pacem, para bellum. :: http://zenobiarenquist.com/bookshelf/caveat-emptor-series

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

White Hot Christmas: Santa's Treat by Camille Anthony


White Hot Christmas: Santa's Treat
by Camille Anthony

Cover art: ReneƩ George
ISBN: 978-1-60521-726-0
Genre(s): Paranormal, Hot Flashes
Theme(s): Interracial/MultiCultural, Shapeshifters, Christmas, Seasonal Themes
Series: White Hot Christmas
Length: Hot Flash
Page Count: 29


Blurb:
Santa's been a little disenchanted with his job lately. Mrs. Claus ran off with Rudolph, who kept putting his nose where it didn't belong -- all Santa's reindeer are shifters. What? You didn't think he’d keep a herd of fat lazy deer around all year, eating their heads off, when he only needed them one night a year?
Anyway, the Mrs. ran off with Santa's ex-best friend, so he's been alone for a while now. So you can see why the idea of a special treat got his juices running. He thinks Plum's giving him a treat, but he read the note wrong. Plum's been a very good girl, and he's supposed to give her a special treat. But that's OK, because the treat Plum wants is Santa.
Excerpt:
White Hot Christmas: Santa’s Treat
Camille Anthony
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2011 Camille Anthony

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.



Plum was having a delicious dream...
She was lying naked on her bed, legs spread-eagle, her short, plump body pressed into the mattress by the hard-muscled man lying between her thighs. One of her dark brown nipples was caught between strong white teeth.
A moan bubbled up from her as his lips left her breasts, one broad hand cupping and pinching her abandoned nipple. His teeth captured her left earlobe and nibbled. She shivered as chills raced from her ear to her clit. Her breathing slid into sultry sighs as his mouth moved again. This was the best dream ever.
Her lover's mouth traveled toward her forehead, pressing a series of kisses over both eyelids. His head lowered and he took her mouth, pushing his tongue past her lips to play with hers. Good as it felt, Plum wanted that tongue somewhere else. Since this was her dream, she decided to take control.
Tangling her fingers in his long jet-black hair, she tugged. "You're not going in the right direction."
He easily resisted her. "I'll get there in my own time, sweetheart."
The bass rumble tickled her ear and she scrunched her shoulders, giggling, even as her pussy tightened with excitement. Moisture gushed from her sex, scenting the small bedroom with the heady aroma of lust. She squirmed under him, eager for more. "Please, it's been so long..." Plum's plea ended on a broken inhale.
In response, he fisted his other hand in her hair, forcing her head back so his lips could roam from her ear to the hollow beneath her collarbone and back again in a leisurely journey of soft bites and pecking open-lipped kisses. And then he paused, cupped her face in the palm of one hand and gazed into her eyes. "It's been even longer for me, but I refuse to rush. This first time with you is too precious."
It was the perfect answer, reinforcing her belief this enchanting time was a dream. Her imagination had conjured a perfect man. Plum was moved to tears. They filled her eyes, made her vision shimmer. "You say the sweetest things."
"I try, sweetheart." He tweaked her nipple one last time before coasting his hand down her body toward her smooth mound. One knee pushed, widened the space between her legs, and soon his broad hand was cupping her soft delta, playing in the moisture coating her pussy lips. "You make it easy," he murmured, pushing a finger past her swollen labia, sinking it deep into her pussy.
The pleasure burned away any lingering shyness and Plum's hips arched off the mattress. "Oh gawd" -- her hands fisted in the sheets, twisting the cheap covers into bunches of tortured linen -- "I need you inside me. Please fuck me. Fuck me now!"
As if to emphasize her pleas, her intimate muscles flexed, wrapping around the long, thick finger exploring her sex. He added another finger, pumping both in and out, each time flipping that electric switch in the front of her vagina that sent erotic watts of brilliant current streaming through her.
She gasped, shuddering. Her pussy wept moisture, easing the burning friction of the two digits sawing in and out of her, readying her sex to accommodate something that would stretch her even better. She wanted his cock, not his fingers, drilling deep -- she wanted him furiously pounding into her until she screamed with delight.
"Are you truly ready for me, sweetheart?"
The accented voice stroked her skin like the softest velvet, poured over her nerve endings like liquid balm. "Yes... gods above, yes."
"Open your legs wider for me, then. Show me how much you want me."
Plum obeyed, trembling as the power of his words sped along her sensitized skin, seeped into her soul. She squirmed under an emotional nakedness that seemed visceral... deeper and more significant than any foreplay she'd indulged in before.
This felt like surrender, a giving up of herself into the keeping of this dream man who'd so far exceeded her greatest expectations.
If this was a dream, she never wanted to wake up. Because real life couldn't possibly be this wonderful, could it?

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Bunny Tails 5: Hare-Raising Finale by Camille Anthony




Bunny Tails 5: Hare-Raising Finale

by Camille Anthony

Cover art: ReneƩ George
ISBN: 978-1-90521-706-2
Genre(s): Paranormal, Action Adventure/ Suspense, BDSM
Theme(s): MƩnage, Werewolves, BBW
Series: Bunny Tails
Length: Novella
Page Count: 92


Blurb:
Vance is in the doghouse with Ouida. He's made a mistake that might cost him the love of his life. Just when he thinks things can't get any worse, an old enemy shows up, injuring his friend and his former Lieutenant Xen, and kidnapping their mate.
Vance has shown mercy before, but now it's time to bring the curtain down on this saga of vengeance. No matter what it takes, Vance is going to convince Xen to forgive him, get their mate back, and teach his enemy once and for all, it's a fatal mistake to mess with this Alpha's family.
Patrick Smith will soon learn werewolves have no enemies... because they eat them.
Excerpt:
Bunny Tails 5: Hare-Raising Finale
Camille Anthony
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2011 Camille Anthony

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.



"Xen, we need to talk. Privately, please."
The black wolf turned to face me, ears perked forward, questioning glance sharp. I knew the tone of my voice gave me away. Without a word, he shook himself, shifted to Skin guise and pulled on some clothes, and slipped on shoes. With a quiet yip to alert Brax and Usher, who were watching a movie on low, so as not to disturb a sleeping Chase, we left the apartment.
"What's up?" We'd barely cleared the walkway leading to the complex's enclosed garden area before he'd launched into his questioning. "There's not much we couldn't share with Brax and Usher, but it's not them so much as Chase might overhear. I figure it has to be personal, and that means something to do with Ouida."
I sighed, dreading his reaction, but I had to set things right with him. The only way to do that was to just come clean. "One of the pups Ouida is carrying is yours. Somehow, you managed to bond with her even though she'd already bonded with me."
Xen froze in place. The astounded look on his face would have been comical if this situation hadn't been so serious. At his side, his hands bunched into fists. The tension radiating throughout his body was evident by the bristling fur at his ruff, only partially hidden by his shirt collar. His voice came out more like a growl. "What are you saying?"
"You've felt it all along. The connection between the two of you is too strong to ignore. That's why you sent her a phone to stay in touch, knowing it was against our laws. And it's why she refused to give that phone up, even when I demanded it of her point blank. It's why you haven't been able to take another female all this time. You get blue balls whenever you think of her, but the minute you try to fuck someone who's not Ouida, you go limp as a noodle."
Xen started shaking. "How can you know that? Have you had Brax and Usher reporting on me?"
I shook my head. "Nothing so convoluted. I know because I'm the same. No other female interests me. Even when I wasn't fucking her while she healed, I couldn't even think of another, of easing my needs with someone not Ouida, without losing whatever erection I had."
Xen looked away. "I've tried to get her out of my head. I swear I've fought my desire for her, knowing how dishonorable it is." He turned back, met my eyes. "Your friendship means the world to me. I know there's no way we could ever be friends if I tried again to take her from you, and if I was inclined to try, Ouida's made her choice clear in that matter. So why are you telling me this now?" His brows drew together in a frown. "Come to think of it, why are you only just now getting around to telling me this?"
"Because I've only just become aware of it. No." I stopped, refusing to continue wallowing in the lie. "That's not wholly true. I've known for some while that one of the pups was yours. How could I not? I was prepared to raise it as mine."
"And you didn't think I had the right to know a child of my lineage had been created?"
I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to stave off a headache. "Xen, I acknowledge I was wrong in my actions. I've made more mistakes than I can count, so can we save the recriminations for later? Let me just get through this as quickly as possible."
"Talk."
He strode away from me, causing me to lengthen my stride to keep up. I grabbed his arm, forcing him to face me once more. "Damn it, Xen, do you think this is easy? Ouida is my mate. She is bearing my pup. Yet when we last communicated mind-to-mind, I saw the bond she shares with you, shining as bright as the one stretching between her and I."
Xen's eyes were bright with tears, his face wet where they trailed over the sharp blade of his cheekbone. "I've felt her, here." He thumped his chest, continuing to speak through his tears. "Every single day since I parted from her, I've suffered a constant ache because I couldn't be with her. I'd see something beautiful and turn to share it with her, and she wouldn't be there." He drew in a deep breath as he turned away, hiding his face if not his emotions. "I hate you, Vance."
I didn't blame him. I also didn't believe him. We had too much shared history between us. We had Ouida between us. "You're going to have a problem living with me if that's true."
He spun back around, expressions chasing one after another across his face, hope the uppermost. "Living with you?"
"I've spoken with Ouida. She's willing to accept both of us as equal mates, if you and I can come to an agreement about it."
Xen looked skeptical. "It's a common practice during the Fertility Festival, but to share a mate when the festival is over? It's never been done."
"We don't know that. All we know is this pack's tradition, and we've both learned recently that our pack does not make up the whole of our people." I stepped into Xen's personal space, grabbed his forearms. "If we're willing to do this, willing to make this arrangement work, then no one has the right to dictate how we choose to live." I smiled. It was a baring of teeth the other wolf recognized for what it was: a challenge. "Since when have we followed? We've always led. Why change now?"
"Are you really willing to do this, Vance? You're okay with sharing Ouida with me?"
He doubted my sincerity and I didn't blame him. "At first, I confess I felt some resentment, but no longer."
"What changed your mind?"

Friday, October 14, 2011

Bunny Tails: Bad Hare Day by Camille Anthony


Bunny Tails: Bad Hare Day

by Camille Anthony
Cover art: ReneƩ George
ISBN: 978-1-60521-705-5
Genre(s): Paranormal, Action Adventure/ Suspense, BDSM
Theme(s): Interracial, MƩnage, Werewolves
Series: Bunny Tails
Length: Novel
Page Count: 91

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Blurb:
Vance's poor bunny can't catch a break.
Ouida's about ready to pull out her hair. She's planned the perfect seduction -- only to find she's too pregnant to fit into her old bunny suit. Then she's mauled by a bear when all she wanted to do was play with the cute cubs, and on top of all that, she finds out the love of her life has been lying to her about the most important thing in the world.
All in all, Ouida's having a very Bad Hare Day.
Excerpt:
Bunny Tails: Bad Hare Day
Camille Anthony
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2011 Camille Anthony

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Play!
There was a slavering wolf nipping at my heels. I led with a well-placed kick, accompanied by an ear-piercing scream. The beast rocked back on its massive haunches, a comic look of distress covering the hairy face.
I laughed with glee. My plan to target his sensitive hearing had worked like a charm, but I didn't waste time gloating, knowing from past experience how quickly Vance recovered from any attack. Instead, stumbling in my haste to make good my head start, I turned and floundered through the chest-high steaming water, one hand supporting my huge belly.
Since it was the largest of the hot springs, it took me a while to get to the other side. This particular pool extended under the rock enclosure the pack had built to disguise the natural wonder from human trespassers.
Once I reached the edge I was no longer sheltered from the weather. I gulped air through my open mouth as I scrambled up the man-made sloping bank, made slippery from the mix of warm mineral water, rich alluvial soil and melting snow. I didn't have to look back to know the wolf was close at my back. I could hear it panting -- almost feel its heavy breathing falling on the nape of my neck.
Clawing at the dark soil for purchase only to have it sift through my fingers, I pushed on, beginning to panic. The wolf was determined to capture me, and he was gaining. I finally reached the riverbank and flopped face-first onto solid ground, only to feel powerful jaws clamp down on my trailing ankle.
My free foot kicked out at his muzzle, careful not to connect too hard. We were only playing capture, after all, though I was serious about getting back home quickly. Even that kick in the teeth didn't make the wolf release its jaws. One foot still in the wolf's mouth, I rolled over and scrambled farther up the bank on my backside, still protecting my protruding belly. I didn't want my babies' temporary house garnering scrapes from the rocks and gravel hidden under the heavy powdering of snow. But that meant most of my naked body was touching snow or frozen dirt, and I shivered, missing the warmth of my furs.
My nipples were standing at attention, but it wasn't from arousal. It was too damned cold this morning for outside fun and games. If Vance hadn't accidentally knocked me into the pool before I could undress I'd be warm... at least, warmer than I was now. I'd also be more willing to play his game of chase. Lastly, I wouldn't have to go around with my hair turned kinky since he got it wet.
Starting at my captured foot, Vance worked his way up my body. He took his time, cold, wet muzzle and hot, rough tongue poking at and flicking over vulnerable spots along the way. It tickled, and I couldn't help giggling. I bit my lip, tried to swallow the childish sounds, but ended up wailing with laughter. I hate it when Vance tickles me -- and I know he does it on purpose -- because I have no defense against him when he does that. I'll laugh till I pee myself. Vance thinks that's the coolest thing since indoor plumbing and considers it my way of signaling submission. I think it's sooo not sexy...
"Vance, stop that. Bad boy! Bad!" Giggling harder, I pushed at his head. Ignoring the sharp teeth snapping close to my fingers in warning was a no-brainer. We both knew damned good and well he'd never close down hard enough to do real damage. Just in case, though, I decided to bring out the big guns. "If I laugh too hard, I might go into labor and drop your pups right here in the snow!"
Suddenly I was blanketed with warmth from head to toe as daddy wolf ceased teasing me and stretched out over my shivering body. Ha! Playing the baby card works every time. Vance is such a sucker for a female in need.
Snuggling up to him, I practically purred. His fur had shed the water from the pool and was dry against my skin. I was so jealous of how he could do that, but for once, I kept my complaints to myself and wrapped my arms and legs tighter around him, basking in the warmth radiating from my own personal heater. "Hhmmm..." I moaned, curling closer in an attempt to escape the cold ground at my back. "This is nice! If only you could warm both sides of me at once."
His rumbled growl of contentment vibrated through me from head to foot. I shivered, but this time not from the cold. Gods, he felt wonderful on top of me. I love it when he covers me like this, his muscular, furred body pressing down along my full curves. He makes me feel more like a woman, dainty and feminine. At the same time, I was thankful for my hefty build. There was no fear of being crushed by my man lying full out on top of me, and my Vance is a big, big man, but in wolf form he is huge.
Starkor, a Forester pack member who also happens to be a brilliant quantum physicist, keeps trying to explain it to me. You might have heard of him... Then again, probably not. When Westyn ascended as pack alpha, he reverted to the rules he'd grown up with and forced Starkor and other high-ranking scientists to resign their high security jobs and return to the pack. Starkor's continued inability to make me understand the math is driving him crazy. To my mind there is no explanation. It just is, and I'm okay with that.
A warning nip on the tip of my chin brought me back to the here and right now. I looked up to see my wolf staring down at me through wild, lupine eyes, and just for a moment it was hard seeing past the animal. Then one lid lowered in a slow wink, and I recognized my mate's irreverent humor glinting in his silvery-blue gaze.
Something else glinted there, something hot, wicked and not entirely tame -- an invitation to seduction. This was what our morning play had been leading up to: a hot winter romp out under a pale frosty sky while surrounded by nature's chilly splendor. The only breathing life was Vance and me on a melting bed of snow...
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Friday, March 25, 2011

Wylder Magick by Camille Anthony



Wylder Magick

by Camille AnthonyCover art: Bryan Keller
ISBN: 978-1-60521-612-6
Genre(s): Paranormal, Dark Fantasy
Theme(s): Interracial, Magic and Mayhem, Alternative Universe
Length: Novella
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Blurb:
Eight days...

Elias Wylder, that egotistical SOB, had the gall to trick Mariah into bonding with him during her Opening Ceremony! Now her year of hiding is almost up. Only eight days and she'll be free. In eight days, Mariah can repudiate the bond with Wylder and claim her rightful place in Arcane Society. Until then, she dare not allow the powerful warlock to discover she still loves him, despite his trickery. She must keep her distance, no matter how close she wishes they could be.

But Wylder's not the kind to take no for an answer.

Humbled by her loss, Elias will do anything to find Mariah, even begging the Council of Magick for help. Unfortunately, his year of futile searching is almost up. An Athame Warlock must present his lady to the Council before the year passes, or lose her forever. Elias can't allow that to happen. Mariah's taken more than Wylder's magick -- she's stolen his heart. He's got just eight days to find her, and win her back!

Excerpt:
Wylder Magick
Camille Anthony
All rights reserved.
Copyright (c)2011 Camille Anthony

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Thursday, October 14, 11:00 PM
(Northeastern Division Time)

"By the Lord and Lady! Wylder, how did you come to misplace the academy's most promising student?"

Wylder sneered at Lemuel Westerner, refusing to give the irritating council member the satisfaction of answering. Yet he could not help acknowledging, if only to himself, his utter responsibility for the disaster now facing him. By totally fucking up, asshole. How else?

My own actions had caused this. I saw something I wanted, something wondrous, and with my usual damned arrogance, tried to snatch it for myself.

"And why are you only now bringing this to our attention?"

Just being here, ordered to be here, had his temper flaring hotter than the salamander-ignited fires blazing through San Francisco at this very moment, and here was Westerner, an old enemy, finally mated and a full member of the council, trying to lord it over him.

Elias Wylder -- the most powerful warlock since his evil ancestor, Grimm the Rogue -- glared at Lemuel Westerner until the hairy, burly shifter gulped and hunched down in his seat. Elias narrowed his eyes, bunched his thick eyebrows in an intimidating scowl, until he realized there was more likelihood of the man growing a second head than there was of his growing the balls to truly confront Elias in challenge. "What's gotten into you, little mule? You know better than to speak to me in that tone of voice."

Just the thought of Lemuel trying to stand up to him made Elias's lips turn up in a contemptuous smirk. "Little cat, you couldn't possibly be thinking about challenging me. Even drawing upon the enhanced power bestowed by your mated state, you haven't a hope in hell of defeating me. Any contest between the two of us would be ludicrous -- no contest at all."

The werecat's lips pulled back from his teeth in an angry snarl but before he could do other than posture, another council member spoke up. "I, too, would like to know the particulars of Miss Maganistus' graduation. Where is the record of the ceremony? If you officiated at it, why has she yet to come before this council to receive her diploma and wand? The shock waves we've been attributing to her graduation were felt as far away as the Outer Isles."

Lady Selima's quiet voice worked wonders on his mood, as usual, and Elias turned to face her, sensing her nurturing magick flowing over him, calming his fractious anger. "Until now, I deemed it a personal matter. I didn't feel the council needed the information, as at the time, it did not fringe upon national security. It does now."

Her gentle mind reached out, attempting to touch and soothe his turbulent spirit. He closed his eyes, resting a brief moment in the peace she generated before mentally jerking back with a curse. Giving a sharp shake of his head, he broke contact with the compassionate lady, unable to afford even one second of weakness. The fluctuation in his power continued to increase. His control deteriorated daily. "Stop stroking my aura, Selima. You weren't invited."

The mellow magicker spread her hands out, palm up. "I sense great upheaval in your heart and soul. I but seek to ease --"

"Butt out! I don't need you softening me up." His low growl rumbled through the room like static electricity. "Don't make me tell you again."

The dark menace in his voice would have made any other cringe, but it didn't surprise him to see Selima continue toward him, arms still outstretched. Before she could reach him, her husband drew her back, arrowing an admonishing glare toward the male upsetting his tenderhearted mate.

Antoiyn Grooden placed a comforting hand over his wife's while his other hand furtively sketched a powerful protection rune in the air. "She means no harm, Wylder."

Elias snorted, an imp of adversity temping him to burn a rune of his own into the air. He resisted, knowing the situation was already hot enough. "Stand down, Grooden. I mean her no harm." He enjoyed teasing the stuck-up, tight-assed older male, and a toothy grin curled his lips as he continued to bait the powerful mage. "As if any signing of yours could stop my magick if I were inclined to --"

"Oh, for the goddess' sake, Wylder, cut out all the dramatics and just tell us what happened with the girl. We put you in charge of seeing to her graduation exercises, and now no one can find a trace of her. It's as if she fell off the face of the earth. So, what did you do... kill her?"

Horrified silence cloaked the room's occupants in the aftermath of the daring outburst made by Westerner's mate, until the silence shattered under the bark of Wylder's involuntary laughter. Only Judith would actually come out and say something like that to me! How could I have ever fucked this mentally blonde airhead?

Oh, well, he reasoned a second later, chuckling and shaking his head, my cock didn't give a fuck about her absent thought processes...

His grudging amusement over her customary no-clue-ism gradually faded as his night-dark eyes touched on each of the mated pairs, noting with disdain how they had drawn back, distancing themselves from poor Judith and the anticipated backlash of his anger.

Wylder's black eyes flashed, a grimace drawing his mouth tight. "Look at you, presenting as small a target as possible, pretending you aren't frightened enough to piss yourselves." He taunted them, not bothering to hide his disgust at his fellow council members. "None save Selima and Judith have the courage to speak their minds, let alone meet my gaze." He snorted, mouth curling up in a mocking half smile when even the Elven pair -- next in power to him -- refused to acknowledge his derision. "Judith may not have enough sense to fill a thimble, but apparently she and Selima are the only ones in these chambers with any balls."

Like a caged beast, he paced the parquet floor, running agitated hands through his shoulder-length mass of dense, black hair. Turning on his audience, he shouted, "What has this council come to? Once, this body of rulers stood for something. Now all I see is a pathetic group of cowards. Is this all that remains of the mighty Council of Magick? Well, you need an infusion of new blood. You need me!"

"Not yet, we don't," Lemuel snapped, face distorted with a mix of jealousy, envy and fear. "You don't get to take control of this council until you are mated."

"Meanwhile," Grooden interrupted, smoothly bringing the conversation back on track, "you were telling us about Lady Maganistus --"

"No Lady until she receives her wand, Chairperson Grooden," someone reminded him.

"As for what happened with Lady Maganistus --" The emphasis on the title did not go unnoted by Wylder's listeners. "-- I supervised her graduation, which she passed with glowing expertise. I left her sleeping, recuperating from the rite. When I returned, I found she had escaped."

"Escaped? Why did she need to escape? She was a graduate, not a prisoner."

"What did she do... better yet, what did you do?"

The memory of what he had done made his cock, never totally quiescent since that long ago evening, swell to painful hardness. Wylder chose his words with care, his rebellious thoughts running in counterpoint. "In my judgment, she was too powerful to risk with just anyone, so I chose to personally supervise the ceremony." And I didn't want any Warlock's cock in her but mine!

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Sunday, March 20, 2011

Agency of Extraordinary Mates 3 by Camille Anthony, Aubrey Ross and Eve Vaughn


Agency of Extraordinary Mates Vol. 3 (Collection)
by Camille Anthony and Aubrey Ross and Eve Vaughn
Cover art: Angela Knight
ISBN: 978-1-60521-559-4
Genre(s): Paranormal, Collections
Theme(s): MƩnage
Series: Agency of Extraordinary Mates Multi-Author (Collections)
Length: Collection
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Blurb:
Not your average dating service. This one caters to creatures of the ether... Weres, Vampires, Elves, Faeries, Satyrs, Incubi... and much more.

It's a world of fantasy, of lust and love, but most of all, it's a world of dreams-come-true for the lucky few who arrive on the pristine shores of Chimera Island...

Twin chefs, a Vampire and a Werewolf, tempt Michelle Rios with delights both culinary and sensual in Camille Anthony's Dinner for Three.

Marissa's never failed in her matchmaking until she meets Sam/Thane -- the Dichotomy who sets her heart ablaze in Aubrey Ross's Matchmaker.

The three men who captured Trina's heart now expect her to help rule their tribe. Eve Vaughn weaves another tale of temptation in 4's Company.

This title is also available in print.

Excerpt:
Agency of Extraordinary Mates Vol. 3 (Collection)


All rights reserved.

Excerpt from 4's Company

Copyright ©2011 Eve Vaughn



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"It's a shame we have to leave this gorgeous island." Trina sighed, stretching out on the beach, letting the sun's rays tickle her body with their warmth.



Bayoh dropped a light kiss on her stomach. "I'll miss Chimera as well, but we've been absent from Laiocean for two weeks now. Our people are probably wondering when we're coming back." He chuckled.



"Of course they know we'll be back. Word was sent last week, but you so convincingly persuaded us to stay another week," Roar added.



"As if you're complaining. Besides, the first week didn't count." Trina pouted.



Roar lifted his blond head, his aquamarine eyes staring at her with confusion. "How do you mean?"



"Well, I spent most of the week fighting what I felt for the three of you so I didn't completely enjoy the full experience of the island," she reasoned.



Roar ran his hand along the expanse of her stomach. "You're gorgeous," he murmured. "Hmm, perhaps you didn't enjoy the first half of the vacation, but there were no complaints at night."



Trina giggled. "Yes, I suppose you're right. You guys gave me nothing to complain about at night. Speaking of which, shouldn't we go back to our bungalow if we're going to take this any further?"



Bayoh nuzzled her neck. "You're ready to fuck again?"



She shivered. Talh moved to her feet and began to kiss her ankles. Roar moved closer and fondled her breasts with large skilled hands. "We can't do this right here in the middle of the beach. Anyone could just walk up on us," she moaned, despite the delicious sensations coursing through her body.



"This is our private stretch of beach, remember?" Roar grinned, trailing his fingers along her stomach again.



Trina sighed, arching her back against their touches. She couldn't remember a time when she'd been this content. Her heart swelled with love for these three gorgeous hunks. Each had his own distinct personality. Roar was the lighthearted one and often the spokesperson for the group. He made her laugh and realize that life didn't always have to be so serious.



Bayoh was fiery. He shot straight from the hip and his directness sometimes took her breath away. He was a man's man. He had a way of making her feel like a woman. Then there was Talh. Though quiet and often serious, he was the most sensitive of the three. The intensity of his aqua gaze left her panting. He was always tender and gentle with her.



If someone had told her a few weeks ago that she'd fall in love with three men, she'd have laughed, especially since Trina had sworn off men after finding her live-in boyfriend in bed with her best friend. Her best male friend.



Her mind briefly drifted to Tim of the golden skin and long dreadlocks. He was handsome, and a good lay, but a good-for-nothing bum who apparently was also bi-sexual. She'd threatened to cut off his penis after catching him in bed with Twan. The last time she'd seen him, he was running buck naked out of her house. He was probably doing okay now. His kind always managed to land on their feet.



That didn't matter anymore. She'd be starting a new life with three men she was madly in love with. At times it was scary to think about how she'd fallen so hard and fast for them. She was still trying to reconcile the fact that they weren't human and actually beings called Manani, a people whose natural form was leonine.



It frightened her when they'd shifted in front of her for the first time, so after that one night they'd stayed in their humanoid form. It was something she'd grow used to in time, but for now she was happy to see them as two-legged men rather than four-legged cats.



Chimera.



Trina would miss this magical island that had brought them together. Who would have thought the free vacation would actually turn out so wonderfully? When she'd received a letter in the mail stating that she won a free vacation, Trina smelled a rat. People like her didn't win free vacations, not without a catch. Normally she would have thrown the letter away and not given it another thought, but because her life had been in disarray at the time of its arrival, she'd called the number in a weak moment.



She'd booked the vacation and was told she'd only have to take a survey at the end to tell the people in charge what she thought of the island. Things had been great in the beginning and she actually began to take the place at face value. The island was gorgeous, the staff courteous, and her accommodations were something right out of Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous.



Then she began seeing things that just weren't supposed to be, like winged people, talking animals, men who looked like elves. That's when she knew Chimera was no ordinary island. Around the time of this discovery was when she met Roar, Bayoh, and Talh. They'd pursued her relentlessly until she lost the will to run.



The fact that they had tails didn't register until she'd already fallen under their spell. She smiled as she remembered that first night with them. It had certainly been something to remember.



Bayoh lifted one dark brow, his lips twisted in amusement. "What do you find so funny?"



Trina's smile widened, her eyes locking with his. "I'm just thinking of our first night together. You three probably thought I was a little bit crazy."



"Not crazy, just confused. We could hardly expect you not to be apprehensive as you've never known one of our kind before." Roar trailed his hand over her hot skin, his fingertips resting just above the top of her bikini bottom. Trina sucked in her breath in anticipation. She wanted to feel his fingers on and inside her pussy.



Obviously reading her actions correctly, Roar cocked his blond head to the side, a grin splitting his face when he undid the ties on her bikini bottom. Talh kissed and massaged her feet and ankles while Bayoh bent his dark head to nuzzle one throbbing breast with the side of his face.



"Oh, my goodness," she moaned, wanting more.



Roar pulled her bikini bottom away, leaving Trina naked from the waist down. Her body shook with desire. She had to bite her lower lip to stop herself from screaming, not wanting someone to hear them.



"Don't hold anything back, Trina. Scream for us if you want," Talh whispered. A lock of dark red hair fell over his forehead as he ran his lips along the side of her calves.



"This may be a private beach, but what if someone heard us?" She groaned, finding it hard to concentrate when Roar's hand was steadily inching toward her damp slit.



"So what? Let them. They'll know without a doubt that you belong to us."


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Thursday, December 10, 2009

Holiday Howlz: Suspicious Surprises by Camille Anthony (Paranormal, AA, Hot Flash, Christmas, Seasonal Themes, Holiday Howlz Series)





























Holiday Howlz: Suspicious Surprises


by Camille Anthony


Cover art by ReneƩ George



ISBN: 978-1-60521-366-8



Genre(s): Paranormal, Action/Adventure, Hot Flashes



Theme(s): Christmas, Seasonal Themes



Series: Holiday Howlz Multi-Author Series



Length: Hot Flash


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Blurb:


There's a suspicious man in town, asking questions no one wants to answer.


Puppy suspects Carly is keeping something from him. When she's not avoiding him, she's busy emptying the contents of her stomach. She can't be pregnant, so her symptoms have Quentin fearing for her health.


Carly's sure she has a touch of flu, but to appease her lover, she takes time off from planning the Library's First Annual Christmas Eve party to see the doctor. Shocked at his diagnosis, she stumbles away, only to come face-to-face with her ex-boyfriend, suspiciously here in Barkus to surprise her. Suddenly, she's keeping more than one secret from Quentin.


Only trust born of true love will guide these two lovers through this Christmas minefield of suspicious surprises.


Excerpt:


December 22

Ola, jefe! Mighty suspicious finding you here. I thought you worked capitol city.”

Curtis Roberts’ heartbeat jump started into fast forward at the quasi-friendly greeting, knowing it was his death knell. Damn it to hell. How had Manolito Contreras, known on the street as the Bloodhound, found him? Better yet, how had he recognized him under a full beard and mustache and a low brimmed hat?

Hiding his misgivings, Curtis bared his teeth in a false grin. He held up his fisted right hand, offering the other man a fist bump. “What brings you here, Manny?”

The short Hispanic reciprocated bumps, his sly smile revealing glints of gold. “Same thing prolly brought you… I’m looking to score.”

Curtis cleared his throat. “I… uh… had to expand my field of operations.”

For some reason, Manny thought that was hilarious. “Funny thing, mi hermano. My field suddenly… expanded, too.”

Curtis hid a grimace at Manny’s braying cackles. He needed to lose this joker before being seen with him screwed the scam he was setting up. “Well, it was nice running into you, man, but I gotta run…”

“Not so fast, jefe. You still with that hot mamacita you used to hang with? What her name… Curly, Shirley?”

Why the fuck would his info broker mention his old girlfriend? “Carly. Short for Carlisle. I haven’t seen her since I broke up with her. Word’s out she nutted up after hearing her brother bought it in Iraq.”

Manny clicked his teeth. “Too bad you split with her. Word’s out on you, too. Some seriously impatient mo-fuckers are offering a juicy reward for your current whereabouts. Plenty bloodhounds sniffing around” -- he jabbed his chest -- “but I’m talking to you ‘cause I’m the best.”

Fear was an ice flow sliding down Curtis’s back, chilling him. “Fuck!” He ran shaking fingers through his dreads, ravaging his Do in his agitation. “Is it the Salonos?”

Manolito’s nod made his pulse race.

“Listen Manny, we go way back. Cut me some slack. I got a sweet scam in the making I can deal you in on…”

The shorter man waved off his offer, shaking his head. “I like you, hombre mio, but you know it don’t work like that. Besides, your name’s on too many lips for you to score a deal around here. Your mark’s been spooked.”

Curtis cursed under his breath, his shoulders slumping. He didn’t question the truth of the Bloodhound’s statements. The man’s honesty was legend and his ability to ferret out information was uncanny. “I’m dead, Man.”

Manolito pursed his lips. “Hell, we been through so much shit we almost brothers, but I make my money in the information business and your whereabouts is lucrative business.” He shrugged. “Why don’t you hit up your ex? She got more’n enough to bail your ass out of hock.”

Curtis stared at him, unable to process what he was hearing. “Why do you keep going on about Carly? She’s a fucking librarian. She don’t make near the amount of money I need.”

“Dude, the families of them three soldiers killed during a leaked combat raid got handed over two million dollars tax free, courtesy of Tio Sam’s guilty conscience. Curly’s the only family her brother had.”

Curtis shook his head. “How the fuck do you get your hands on all this information?”

“It’s what I do -- my primo talent, mi amigo.” Manny sobered. “And since I really do like you, I’ll tell you where you can put your hands on Carly Brothers for a small finder’s fee.”

Curtis noted he got the name right. “Man, I got no duckies. I’m tapped out…”

“The hell with it, consider this an early Christmas present.”

“Why are you doing this for me?”

“It’s not for you, it’s for me. See, I get paid double. Once for giving you an extension, then again three days later when I give the Salanos your position. By then, you’ll have the money to pay or they’ll take it out of your hide.”

Curtis nodded. He’d have done the same. “I kinda screwed the pooch the way I dumped her, but it’s not like I beat her or nothing. Besides, Carly’s so soft-hearted she can’t carry a grudge in a bucket.”

“What you gonna hit little mama up for?”

Curtis ran the figures in his head, then said, “I figure a hundred grand. That way, I can pay the Salanos their eighty-five grand, you, your five, and still have ten grand for me.”

He laughed out loud as his envisioned his prospects taking an upward turn. “I’ll enjoy fucking her, convincing her I’ve changed my mind.” Curtis screwed his face up. “Boohoo, I miss you so much, I don’t care that you can’t have no babies.” He sneered. “She’ll probably thank me for taking her defective ass back.”

Manny frowned. “Amigo, don’t piss her off before…”

Curtis’s sharp chopping motion cut the other man off mid-sentence. “You might be the god of information, but I’m the king of schmooze. Just tell me where she’s. I’ll handle the rest.”

“An out-of-the-way town called Barkus, Kansas. You blink you’ll miss it.”

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Friday, September 18, 2009

Bunny Tails: Hare Today by Camille Anthony





Bunny Tails: Hare Today
by Camille Anthony


cover art by ReneƩ George
ISBN: 978-1-60521-264-7
Genre(s): Paranormal, Action/Adventure
Theme(s): Interracial, MƩnage, Werewolves, BBW
Series: Bunny Tails
Length: Novella




Blurb:


Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow
Ouida -- She suffers from an embarrassment of riches... if being sexed up by four hunky males is suffering. Ouida's reveling in the temporary excess, knowing she'll revert to having only one mate as soon as this year's Fertility Festival ends. Looking forward to settling down with Vance, she's shocked when trouble, in the form of a newspaper article, disrupts her new life. She thought she'd left Yesterday behind... Will it destroy her tomorrows?
Vance – Sharing his luscious beautiful black mate wasn't his first choice, it was his only one. Vance can't wait to have his Ouida all to himself. He's dying to release the sexual submissive she unknowingly harbors within. When the past intrudes on his plans, Vance can only pray Ouida chooses him over her former life. Is Today all he'll have of her?
Xen – He didn't plan on falling in love with Ouida. Vance has been his friend since puppyhood and Xen never imagined they'd become enemies. One taste of Ouida's sweet body changed all that. Screw Pack Law. To hell with the Alpha's demands he back off. Xen plans to seize the day and create his own Tomorrows...


Excerpt:


Bunny Tails: Hare Today(c) 2009 Camille Anthony
* * *
Xen, Usher, Brax and I joined with the pack hunt. Being free to range the land in our true form was an unimaginable adrenaline rush. Nothing compared to coursing far after game, taking down the prey and drinking its hot, bubbling blood, ripping into the tender flesh of the fresh kill.
My three lieutenants and I took down the first stag of the night, tearing into the steaming carcass to get at the prize -- the still-beating heart. I claimed the first bite, careful to leave a portion for the other three. We’d shared the hunt, we would share the reward. Howling our triumph and joy, we called the others, willing now to share the good fortune of plentiful meat.
We flushed out a goodly brace of hares, most of which we shared with the orphans and elderly among the People since we’d be carrying none home to Ouida. For some reason, she wouldn’t eat hare meat, claiming the relationship with them she felt as a result of what she’d gone through last winter.
Instead, we set aside a few hefty hunks of venison, wrapped in a portion of the deerskin. She’d eat that, but not before burning it over flames until she’d practically ruined the meat. I allowed her to retain some human foibles because I loved her, but I knew I’d soon have to begin weaning my female from her unnatural habits.
Alphas don’t usually carry packs, but Brax and Usher were willing to be our beasts of burden since it was for Ouida. It helped that they were beta to Xen and me. Xen and I shifted long enough to fashion pouches and halters of sorts from broad leaves and twigs. Once we finished, we relaxed into our true forms and hurried home, baying joyously as our paws ate up the distance in seemingly no time.
She was waiting for us on the porch, her dark skin gleaming under the light of the full moon. Her teeth -- a wide blunt edged row of startling white -- were bared in her human expression of smiling and she’d already launched herself from the wooden platform before we shifted into bipeds.
“Wait until we can catch you,” I cautioned, rushing to intercept her before her round, plump bottom hit the dirt. I eased her down gently, waiting for her feet to touch the ground before looping my arms about her waist.
She went up on tiptoe to kiss me and laughed. “You guys always catch me, though I can’t understand why you haven’t put your backs out hefting this big butt of mine around.”
Xen came up behind her, growling at her words. He cupped her ass and squeezed until her soft flesh stood up around his fingers. “I love this beautiful ass and I’ll hear nothing negative about it, or I’ll be spanking it as I fuck you.”
I bit back a snarl, wishing I’d thought to say that when Ouida turned bright eyes on Xen and flung an arm out to drag him in for a hearty press of lips. “Sometimes you know just what to say to make my day!”
I tightened my arms around her, drawing her attention away from that damned smooth wolf. “I’m about to make your night.”
“Oh yeah?” She tipped her chin up and mock scowled at me, looking like an adorable pup trying to play grown up.. “You and what army?”
“Usher and Brax reporting for duty… Sir!” The two stepped up to us, running bold hands over our female’s hips and flanks, down her legs. “We’ll gladly take kitchen detail.”
She looked a question. “Kitchen detail?”
Usher skimmed a hand up her leg, ended with his palm covering her thatch of dense curls. “Where the heat is.”
“Oh.” Ouida’s breasts quivered as her breathy sigh ghosted on the night air. Her thighs trembled, knees relaxing as Usher rotated his hand over her mound, sent a finger questing through the swollen labia to sweep her dainty channel. A sharp, sweet aroma burst from her skin, inundating the area with her arousal, causing all our nostrils to flare. We soaked in her beckoning scent, our cocks rising in response of the powerful aphrodisiac.
Still holding her by the ass, Xen flexed his fingers, pulling the globes of her butt apart to reveal her puckered anus. “I’ve got the rear covered… to make sure there’s no retreat.”
She blushed. The wash of color stained her cheeks a rosy dusky brown while generating a heat that radiated off her flesh, painting the night air with ribbons of hot fuchsia lust.
“I suppose that leaves me guarding the front lines,” I quipped, dipping my head to capture a taut blackberry nipple between my teeth. The sharp nip I gave her made her squeal and tremble.

Monday, July 27, 2009

Dawg Town: Puppy Dawg by Camille Anthony

Dawg Town: Puppy Dawg
by Camille Anthony

cover art by ReneƩ George
ISBN: 978-1-60521-265-4
Genre(s): Paranormal, Hot Flashes
Theme(s): Interracial, Shapeshifters, BBW
Series: Dawg Town
Length: Hot Flash


Blurb:


Puppy. Quentin Mosely hates his nickname. He might be the youngest member of the Dawg motorcycle gang, but he's a grown male, one who's thinking about mating. Unfortunately, the female his tail is wagging for is the new librarian, and a human. Knowing a human/shifter relationship rarely succeeds, Quentin spends his days gazing hopelessly through the library windows at the luscious black woman.

Carly. Carlisle Brothers has the hots for teacher -- even if he is ten years her junior! She's moved to Barkus, Kansas -- the absolute middle of nowhere -- chasing peace and finds it in this back-of-beyond town. It's a slice of heaven... or it would be, if not for being overrun with prairie dogs. Still, she'd gladly put up with the little rodents if that sexy schoolteacher Quentin Mosely would teach her the ABC's of love. Unfortunately, she's an old-fashioned kind of gal, uncomfortable with making the first move -- especially on a younger man. That's up to him.

It'll take a determined matchmaker, a summer storm, a missing baby, a huge misunderstanding and a sheriff with handcuffs to set these two stumbling lovers on the path to each other.



Excerpt:


Unedited excerpt of DT: Puppy Dawg
(c) 2009 Camille Anthony

How it all began…Quentin Mosely braced his paws against the glass and peered through thebottom window of the library, the only one he could reach in his present form. Sneakingaway to ogle the new librarian was insane. He’d seen her from afar and liked what hesaw, but ever since their lunch meeting to plan a fieldtrip for his English class, he’dbeen unable to get the luscious black woman off his mind.


Third period Math had been a bitch. The unruly pups, along with the few human students that attended Barkus Elementary, had played him for his lapse. He’d get back at them with a surprise quiz, but right now, none of that mattered.


Quentin couldn’t understand this driven need to enact the Prairie Dawg version of a peeping Tom. He only knew he had to see her, smell her, be as close to her as hecould get. His nose twitched, trying to catch a sniff of her through the glass.Carly, Carly, Carly…Her name -- full of fun and curves -- was like a mantra chanted in his mind. Hel iked wrapping his human tongue around the syllables. He liked the way she looked,too. From her pretty dark brown eyes that seemed to be always smiling, to the round,compact shape she carried with a serene acceptance he’d rarely noted among humans.


He leaned closer to the window.


God, he wanted to touch that full head of fluffy black kinky twists falling to her gently sloping shoulders, softening the lines of her round face. Her dark, creamysmooth skin -- reminding him of rich loamy prairie dirt after a spring rain -- stretchedacross wide cheekbones. Freckles dotted the flat bridge of her wide, button nose. He justknew she was ripe for burrowing into. What he wouldn’t give to explore her fertile field, dig deep in her dark tunnels. If only she wasn’t human…


“Puppy, is that you?”


Quentin froze. He knew that voice.


“What the hell are you doing skulking around the library in dawg form? Youknow this part of town isn’t familiar with our… peculiar traits.”


Looking way up, he sighed to see Logan Smith staring down at him, his lovelyfiancƩe, Kaylee, hanging on his arm. Damn it, being found this way, by this particulargossipy dawg, was the last thing Quentin needed. He was never going to live thisdown.


“Hi, Mr. Mosely. What are you looking at?” Kaylee peered over his head into thelarge main area of the library. Her eyes widened. “Oh, I see!”


Logan wasn’t looking in the window. He was focused on Quentin. “Puppy, whatare you thinking, running around town in your natural shape? Someone’s gonna stepon you, if you’re not careful.”


Quentin resented Logan’s interference. Just because he was the youngestmember of the biker group that hung out at the Prairie Dawg Saloon didn’t give Logan the right to treat him like a baby. He wasn’t a child, damn it.


Kaylee aimed a light slap at her boyfriend’s arm, laughing. “Logan, it’s obvious what he’s doing. He has the hots for the new librarian!”


Incensed, Quentin chittered at Kaylee, baring his teeth in frustration. Her soft laughter made him want to sink lower than a field mouse, but while he battled with his embarrassment, he couldn’t help noticing his lack of sexual response to her. Once, he’d thought about challenging Logan for a chance at her, but no longer. The realization was sobering.


Quentin turned his head and stared, really giving Kaylee a good once-over. Shewas just as pretty as before, though now she was mated with Logan she no longer gave off those “fuck me” vibes. That should be it, but Quentin didn’t think so. His nose had latched on to something -- someone -- a whole lot sweeter to him than the half-breedshifter.


No. Impossible.


The librarian wasn’t one of them. She wasn’t a shifter. Why was heharboring thoughts of mating when nothing permanent could come of thisinappropriate attraction?


Sure, the rare human was okay finding out their lover was a shifter, but mostcouldn’t handle it. Also, cross-species romances weren’t easy. Just look what happenedto poor Blake -- Kaylee’s father -- turned into road-kill trying to get back to his humanmate. The outside world was hard on prairie dog shifters.




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