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/

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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

DRB1stChp Changeling Press Mon/Sat (03 Dec)

Join Changeling Press on D. Renee Bagby Presents First Chapters (DRB1stChp) blog every Monday for new release excerpts. And as a special December treat, Sundays are Changeling Press Santa's Helpers days.

Here's what posted Monday (03 December):

** Holidays Are Hell 1: Devil Under the Mistetoe by Sam Cheever
(Erotic Dark Fantasy Christmas Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/12/devil-under-mistletoe-by-sam-cheever.html

** Protect and Serve: Mistletoe and Whine by Sharon Maria Bidwell
(Erotic MMF Shifter Christmas Humor Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/12/mistletoe-and-whine-by-sharon-maria.html

** Jingle All The Way 1: Jingle Balls by Judy Mays
(Erotic Fantasy Christmas Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/12/jingle-all-way-1-jingle-balls-by-judy.html

** Northern Bears 4: Pandamonium by Jade Buchanan
(Erotic MM Shifter Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/12/pandamonium-by-jade-buchanan.html


Here's what posted Sunday (02 December):

** Santa's Helpers: Zarakion's Tip by Ayla Ruse
(Erotic Dark Fantasy Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/12/zarakions-tip-by-ayla-ruse.html

** Santa's Helpers: Wolf Run by B.J. McCall
(Erotic Shifter Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/12/wolf-run-by-bj-mccall.html

** Santa's Helpers: Mistletoe Mistakes by Jocelyn Michel
(Erotic Contemporary Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/12/mistletoe-mistakes-by-jocelyn-michel.html

** Santa's Helpers: Damned Santa by Marie Treanor
(Erotic Futuristic Voyuerism/Exhibitionism Romance)
http://www.drb1stchp.com/2012/12/damned-santa-by-marie-treanor.html


Get on the Changeling Press Naughty List for a chance to win free ebooks for a year:
http://www.changelingpress.com/special_event.php


Follow the Santa's Helpers authors around the net to find out more about these unique Christmas tales:

** First Stop: Wolf Run by B.J. McCall at Ayla Ruse's Blog
http://aylaruse.blogspot.com/2012/11/interview-with-santas-helper-bj-mccall.html

** Second Stop: Zarakion's Tip by Ayla Ruse at Zenobia Renquist's Blog
http://dreneebagby.blogspot.com/2012/12/interview-santas-helpers-zarakions-tip.html

** Third Stop (tomorrow): Mistletoe Mistakes by Jocelyn Michel at the Changeling Press blog with B.J. McCall as host
http://changelingpress.blogspot.com

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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

New Releases 30 Nov & Win Free Books for a year!

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)

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New Releases

Pandamonium by Jade Buchanan $3.99

It's every man for himself when a panda shifter meets a big, bad polar bear who plays for keeps.

Protect and Serve: Mistletoe and Whine by Sharon Maria Bidwell $4.99

It's Christmas, but alas, Sam has more to whine about than plastic mistletoe.

Holidays Are Hell: Devil Under the Mistletoe by Sam Cheever $4.49

Perdition Guide Damian is supposed to escort sexy Amanda to Hell. But he'd much rather keep her.

Spotlight: Jingle All The Way by Judy Mays $7.99

Vampires and Santas and werewolves, oh my!
Santa's Helpers: Zarakion's Tip by Ayla Ruse $2.99

Delivery tips come in all shapes and sizes.

Santa's Helpers: Wolf Run by B.J. McCall $2.99

Stella's getting her Christmas wish, fur.

Santa's Helpers: Mistletoe Mistakes by Jocelyn Michel $2.99

Braving a blizzard, MJ drives to her mountain cabin. But there's a very sexy someone already there.

Santa's Helpers: Damned Santa by Marie Treanor $2.99

Has Santa Claus really been trapped in the ruined City of the Damned?

 

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¢

 

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A Changeling for All Seasons

A Changeling for All Seasons


by Kate Douglas and Kate Hill and Sahara Kelly and Judy Mays and Shelby Morgen and Angela Knight and Willa Okati and Marteeka Karland and Lacey Savage

Cover art: Bryan Keller

ISBN: 987-1-60521-009-4

Genre(s): Paranormal, Collections

Theme(s): Seasonal Themes

Length: Collection

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1497

Blurb:
Ten unforgettable erotic tales to warm your nights and keep you in holiday spirits all year long!




Angela Knight - A Vampire Christmas

Sahara Kelly - A Christmas Pageant

Judy Mays - Jingle Balls

Marteeka Karland - Sealed With A Kiss

Kate Douglas - My Valentine

Shelby Morgen - Changeling

Willa Okati - Elven Enchantment

Kate Hill - Jolene's Pooka

Lacey Savage - Chemistry to Burn

Shelby Morgen - Troll Under The Bridge



Filled with the unexpected, A Changeling For All Seasons offers something to savor for every palate. From humorous to magical, from Christmas to St. Patrick's Day to the 4th of July, these stories are alight with unbridled lust, sensuous passion, and hot, hot sex, guaranteed to entangle your senses and leave you breathless.



This collection is also available in print.

Excerpt
A Changeling for All Seasons


Excerpt from A Vampire Christmas

Angela Knight

All rights reserved.

Copyright ©2010 by Angela Knight

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Amelia Patton clattered up the beige stairs of the apartment complex, the plastic dress bag hooked over one shoulder. It had been a long shift at the hospital, but the prospect of showing David her purchase had put a bounce back in her step. The gown was every little girl's fairytale dream -- seed pearls, white lace, and yards and yards of satin skirt, with a train that would reach halfway down the church aisle. The lace veil alone had her inner eight-year-old sighing in bliss.



Clutching her precious dress with one hand, she juggled the keys until she found the right one and inserted it into the lock. The door swung open, revealing the living room that had made real strides in livability over the past two months. When she'd first moved in, David's furniture had consisted of a couch he'd bought at Goodwill and a really tacky table made from a cable spool. The big screen television and entertainment center were worth more than all the rest of the furniture in the apartment. God love the man, he was too butch for taste.



Amelia had coaxed him into replacing the castoffs with a lovely cream living room set, colorful pastel sketches, and a pretty floor lamp with a stained glass shade. She made good money as a nurse, she argued. They could afford it.



"Honey, I'm home!" God, she loved saying that.



No answer. She frowned. It was well after midnight; David would be home from his shift with the Atlanta Police. Unless something had happened... A frisson of fear slid up her spine, but she forced it away. "Hey, Dave! I went by the mall on my dinner break and picked up that gown I told you about. Wait 'til you see it..."



The bedsprings creaked from the next room. "Amelia." His voice sounded hoarse.



"Hey, babe, you okay? Did you get into another fight?" That was how they'd met. David had come by the ER after a drug dealer resisted arrest with a little too much enthusiasm. She'd been smearing antibiotic cream across those sculpted ribs when he'd asked her to dinner. Amelia had looked into those crystalline blue eyes, and fallen helplessly in lust. She hadn't been able to say no to him since.



A year later, she still lusted for him -- but she'd also come to know and love his wicked sense of humor, strong character, and clever mind.



"Come here." David normally reserved that cold, demanding tone for the prisoners he brought to the hospital after they'd tried to bust his head. He'd never before used it with her.



"David, what's wrong?" Worried, Amelia hurried into the bedroom, the dress slung over her shoulder.



They'd bought the massive iron bedstead in an antique store when she'd moved in with him. David had teased her that its tall, ornate posts were perfect for bondage.



She'd still never expected to find him naked and shackled spread-eagle to it like a beefcake buffet.



David was a big man, as dark as she was blonde, broad shouldered and narrow hipped. He spent a couple of hours in the department gym four days a week, building the layers of rippling muscle he considered an occupational necessity for a beat cop. Adding to the impression of overwhelming masculinity, a dark ruff of hair spread across his chest and arrowed down his cobblestone belly toward his thick cock.



His face was just as broad and angular as his tough body, with prominent cheekbones and a regal nose, straight and narrow. His mouth added the only note of sensual vulnerability about him with its full lower lip and lush upper curve. A hint of a dimple graced one corner, giving his smile a boyish charm.



"Yum," Amelia purred, grinning at the sight of him spread out in chains. "For me?"



"What do you think?" His cock stirred hungrily, and he stared at her like a cat watching a caged canary.



She rocked back on the rubber heels of her shoes and grinned. "This is an interesting switch. Usually I'm the one tied to that bed."



"Come here," he said again. His blue eyes blazed with lust.



Smiling wickedly, Amelia paused just long enough to hang the dress in the closet. Then, reaching for the hem of her scrubs, she started toward him. But before she could reach his side, she realized something was wrong. He was far too pale, in the way she'd come to associate with massive blood loss, and his face was drawn. She let the hem drop. "David, are you okay?"



"I said come here!" he roared, peeling his lips back from his teeth in a savage snarl.



He had fangs.



Sharp, white, damn near two inches long, they made his handsome, sensual mouth look alien and threatening.



They couldn't possibly be real.



She gave him an uncertain smile. This must be some kind of new sex game, and yet... "What's with the Count Dracula dental work? Halloween isn't for three months."



"Get over here!" He lunged at her so hard the bed danced on the floor, but he couldn't break the chains. The iron posts began to bend.



Amelia jumped back, sick horror creeping over her with the knowledge this was no joke. Strong as he was, there was no way he should be able to bend the solid iron headboard. "Jesus, David! What the hell is going on?"



"What are you doing here?" a female voice demanded. Amelia whirled as a woman she'd never seen before stepped into the room. The stranger barely came up to her shoulder, a petite brunette with a wealth of sable hair and a small, heart-shaped face. She wore jeans and a black knit top that made the most of impressive breasts. Her frown was ferocious as she glared up at Amelia. "You don't belong here, it's too dangerous. You must leave until this is finished." She stalked past on booted feet, pulling a familiar plastic bag out of her purse. Before Amelia could ask where the hell she'd gotten a unit of whole blood, she snatched a pair of scissors off the table, clipped the top off the bag, and thrust it into David's mouth. He began to drink thirstily.



Blood. He was drinking blood.



Like some kind of vampire.



A sense of unreality crashed in. Amelia took a step back. David. Naked. With a strange woman. Chained to a bed. Drinking blood. "Who the hell are you? Will somebody please tell me what's going on?"



"Get out!" the brunette snapped. She had an exotic accent, clipped and Slavic. "If he breaks loose from these chains, he'll kill you. Go! When he is sane again, I will tell you." She had fangs too.



Amelia's jaw dropped. "You're a vampire!"



The brunette shot her a glare. "Congratulations. Your grasp of the obvious is stunning. Now use those dubious wits and get out while you still can."



Still drinking, David rolled his blue eyes in her direction. The depths of his eyes glinted red. There was nothing at all sane in his gaze.



Amelia whirled and ran.


http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1497

Jingle All the Way Collection by Judy Mays

Jingle All The Way (Collection)


by Judy Mays

cover art by Sahara Kelly

ISBN: 978-1-60521-231-9
Genre(s): Paranormal
Theme(s): Ménage, Vampires, Werewolves, Christmas, Seasonal Themes
Length: Collection

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1297

Blurb:
Oh, Jingle balls, jingle balls,



Jingle all the way.


Oh what fun it is to watch


Santa strip away.

What do you do with a two-hundred-pound stripping Santa who's freezing his jingle balls off? Warm him up and drop him into your hot tub, what else? Then make very sure he's completely thawed out...



Two nights before Christmas, Ruth's new neighbors pay Ruth a little visit, giving her a Christmas she'll never forget. Granted, vampires and werewolves aren't all that interested in Christmas. But they certainly know how to appreciate a pretty woman -- especially one who's feisty enough to stand up to both of them!



The pastry shop, Jingle Buns, which Daniella owns with her friends in Chicago, is a great success. But her heart's been broken often enough she's sure she'll spend her life alone. Her friends, however, refuse to give up. The German tourist, Maximilian Arnalt, will be perfect for Daniella. After all, everybody knows many Germans like kinky sex. The one thing they don't know is that Maximilian's a vampire.



This collection contains the previously released novellas Jingle Balls, Jingle Bites, and Jingle Buns.

Excerpt:

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1297

Myths and Legends by Judy Mays

Myths and Legends (Collection)
by Judy Mays

cover art by Bryan Keller
ISBN: 978-1-60521-230-2
Genre(s): Paranormal, Dark Fantasy
Theme(s): Shapeshifters, Dark Desire
Length: Collection

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1222

Blurb:

Myths...Legends...What is true? What isn't?
Deep in the Central American jungles beings roamed freely -- half human, half cat. For three such cats, a jaguar, a puma, and an ocelot, life is easy and uncomplicated -- until humans cross their paths -- specific humans, humans who will need their help, their protection, their love.
Balam, Karak, and Raina must choose between the uncomplicated life denizens of the jungle lead or a life with a human with all its complications.
Sanika, Mireya, and Hans must also make a choice, one that is far harder and more uncertain. Can each of them find it in themselves to love a being that is more than human, that is half animal?
Myths...Legends...What is love? What isn't?
This collection contains the previously released novellas Jaguar, Puma, and Ocelot.

Excerpt:

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.

The roar of a hunting jaguar woke Balam from his light doze. Lifting his head, he sniffed the wind. The big cat was heading away from the village. Good. He didn't want to confuse the inhabitants with two jaguars.
Controlling his own urge to roar -- to do so would only bring the hunting jaguar to see who was invading his territory -- Balam turned his head toward the setting sun. Time to go.
Rising, he stretched, extending each limb, stretching each toe, unsheathing each long, sharp claw. He yawned, then licked his jowls, sweeping his tongue over each curved canine. Looking down, he surveyed the ground beneath him. The branch where he rested was twelve feet high -- not much of a leap.
After one last stretch, he rolled off the tree limb and landed lightly in the underbrush. A peccary mother squealed with fear and hustled her brood away.
Balam ignored her. He had other prey to hunt. Tail lashing, he trotted toward the village. The priest's sacrifice would not have the outcome he planned.
As the sun set, a woman's angry scream reverberated through the trees.
* * *
"Release me, you hairy sons of Takom bloodfish!" Scraping her naked ass against the rough stone of the altar, Sanika squirmed away from the men trying to capture her legs. She jerked against the coarse, braided rope that bound her wrists above her head. Sweat caused by the heat from the torches and heavy humidity in the air beaded on her forehead and between her naked breasts.
The odor of pungent incense hovered over the flat top of the hill.
"Fucking bitch. You will not ruin my sacrifice," the priest growled through gritted teeth. Then, to the larger of his assistants, "Lie on her if you must. Keep her still!"
The muscular body of the older acolyte fell across her waist, and the acrid stench of unwashed man mixed with the scent of the incense.
Cruel fingers pinched the tender skin on the inside of her thigh. "Where's the girl?"
Gagging, Sanika spat, "You'll never get your filthy hands on her. She will not be subjected to your bloodthirsty perversions. I'll never tell you where she is."
A faint roar echoed from beneath the trees. Somewhere, a jaguar hunted.
His glance toward the darkening jungle earned the youngest acolyte a blow from her heel on the fleshy part of his shoulder. Grimacing, he rubbed it and said, "She speaks the truth, Dloto. We can't get the girl prepared in time now. What will we do? The gods demand a sacrifice."
A fat hand slapped Sanika's thigh against rough stone. "Goddess whore. You'll take the place of the girl you released."
Sanika kicked at him, momentarily freeing her foot. "I'm a consecrated priestess. The people won't allow it."
Sneering, Dloto pinched her again. "Do you think they'll care? The rains haven't come. Their crops are more important to them than you are. Besides, what more fitting sacrifice is there than a priestess?"
A loud oof burst from Dloto's mouth when her foot connected with his soft belly. The fat priest released her and doubled over. "Bitch. Guaar! Ruderr! Tie the fucking slut down."
Monotone chanting wafted up the cone-shaped hill from the crowd surrounding its base. Deep, rhythmic beating from the drums joined in.
The chanting grew louder as Sanika jerked her hands against her bonds. If she could roll off the side of the altar, maybe she could get free. Sticky moisture trickled down her arms.
Blood.
Vicious fingers stabbed between her legs and buried themselves inside of her.
Shocked, she froze.
"Tie her down now!" Dloto commanded as he twisted his fingers.
Sanika's internal muscles shuddered when a fingernail scraped delicate flesh as she tried to jerk her hips away. Her legs were jerked apart and tied down.
The priest dug his fingers deeper.
Clenching her teeth against Dloto's painful probing, she sneered, "Get your hands off me!"
Leering down at her, Dloto ignored her command and shoved a third finger inside of her, twisting, turning, pumping. "Do you like how that feels? You, who have dedicated yourself to the pleasures of the body," he spat. "You are nothing more than a prostitute, one who has misled the people with your false teachings. The goddess's priestesses spread their thighs for any man who asks."
Dloto slid his fingers from her body and began to massage her clit.
Shocked at the sudden change, Sanika gritted her teeth against a moan. His touch had become gentle, enticing.
Dloto's leer became an evil chuckle. "Do you like being fucked, Priestess? You enjoy having a man's cock buried inside of you. It's what you've been trained for."
Stomach muscles contracting, Sanika glared at him, refusing to answer his taunts.
"You must like being fucked considering you will spread your legs for any man who comes into the temple." The priest grinned. "You'll die as you lived, Priestess. My acolytes and I will all fuck you before you're sacrificed."
Closing her eyes, Sanika bit her lip. The priest's fingers continued to caress and tease. She felt moisture trickle.
No! This couldn't be! Her body could not betray her, not with this, this pig.
"You're getting wet." Chuckling, Dloto smoothed her moisture along her hairless mons. "Your body is so well-trained, responding to my slightest touch. Tell me, Priestess, do you like being dominated, tied down to be fucked? Made prisoner to the desires of men?" He picked up his blue sacrificial knife of volcanic glass and trailed the dull side down Sanika's body. "My touch excites you. Your body hungers for my cock. Will you enjoy having my cock rammed into your tight ass?"
Sanika spit in his face.
The villagers at the base of the hill began to stamp their feet and sway. The drums grew louder.
Again, the roar of the jaguar echoed from the jungle. It hunted closer.

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1222