Sweet Oblivion 4: Swarm by Jordan Castillo Price

Sweet Oblivion 4: Swarm
by Jordan Castillo Price

cover art by Bryan Keller
ISBN: 978-1-59596-398-7
Genre(s): Paranormal, Dark Fantasy
Theme(s): Vampires, Dark Desire, Gay and Lesbian
Series: Sweet Oblivion
Length: Novella

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Blurb:

For some time, Michael has suspected that Wild Bill's done more than just dabble in art. As with every other piece of his personal history, Bill plays his cards close to his chest. But when he lets on that a mural he painted before his change might still exist, Michael's dying to see it -- and Bill's never been good at saying no.
Only fragments of the building remain, but it's possible Wild Bill's painting is still there. Unfortunately, there's a lot more in the ruins than Bill and Michael bargained for.

Excerpt:

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Steam hissed from the dull chrome hulk of the autoclave and wended up the walls, where it seemed like it could work its way into the electrical system and short out the whole building. All the wiring was on the outside of the walls -- the light switches, the conduits holding the wires, the two-pronged outlets without any ground hole. It was as if whoever'd converted the building from gaslight to electricity had never been fully convinced electric power was more than a passing phase, and soon enough they'd simply need to tear it out to make way for the next ridiculous fad.
I suspected Melba was responsible for the code-nightmare that hummed through her building. Directly responsible.
She must've taken my staring for admiration. "Yeah, I run a clean shop," she said. Her voice was so low and rough the telemarketers probably addressed her as "sir." If she even had a phone.
"Not like you can catch anything over the Dracula Bug," she added, "but back when I trained, you could lose your arm to a staph infection. Then there goes your shop's reputation, right down the can."
"I don't have the --"
"Don't sass me, kid. You want ink or not?"
I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. "Sorry."
She tied a red scarf around her curly brown bob. A few strokes of lipstick and she would've looked like Rosie the Riveter, with her men's slacks and her rolled-back cuffs. Except the arms beneath those cuffs were covered with colorful sleeves of ink. Oriental flowers, dragons, traditional motifs like you'd see on someone's grandfather -- just as faded, too, though Melba's skin was still smooth and firm.
"You do piercings, right?" Wild Bill appeared to be talking to one of the many panthers on the wall of flash. "Maybe I should get another tongue stud... or a Prince Albert."
"Don't tempt fate," Melba warned him. "Vamps shouldn't pierce anything that might heal shut."
He glanced back over his shoulder at us and leered. "Wouldn't want to chip Michael's pretty teeth, anyway."
"You think you can shock me by talking about your pecker? Nothing shocks me. People think sex is shocking? That ain't the half of it. I see coloreds and whites getting married now when they couldn't even drink from the same bubbler before. I treated a whole battalion sprayed with mustard gas, skin practically fell right off 'em and they screamed louder than the amputees. And the smell..." Her gaze went somewhere far, far away.
"Which war?" I asked.
"The Great War."
History had never been my strongest subject. I nodded gravely, as if I knew what she was talking about, and made a mental note to check Wikipedia later.
"All right, show me what you want."
I peeled up the sleeve of my T-shirt and showed her the thorn armband Bill had drawn on me earlier.
"That's not how it's done -- you draw it out on paper and I make a sterile transfer."
"Bullshit," Bill said amiably. He hiked up the side of his jacket and pointed to one of his tattoos -- I'm not sure which. He's got a hodgepodge of them that look a lot like the wall of flash. "That's how I did this one."
Melba gave him a withering look, which he ignored, then she said to me, "If you didn't have the Dracula Bug, I'd wash it off you and make you start from scratch, and do it right. Good thing bacteria won't stand a chance against it."
"But I don't --"
Her mouth was at my ear. I hadn't even seen her move -- it was like she'd appeared there. "The blood you brought with you to barter -- you drank some of it. I can smell it on you. Maybe you still eat and crap and run around after sunrise, but that bug's inside you all the same." My heart started hammering in my throat, and she backed off to a more conversational distance. "Don't look so blue. It'll be a fine-looking tat."
Melba pointed at an old dentists' chair that looked like something out of a Marilyn Manson video. "Sit."

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Empire: City of Lust by Cat Marsters

Empire: City of Lust
by Cat Marsters

Cover art by Bryan Keller
ISBN: 978-1-60521-268-5
Genre(s): Paranormal
Theme(s): Interracial, Shapeshifters
Series: Empire
Length: Novella

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Blurb:

"Nobody hides from the Empire. They see everything, they know everything."
The Empress left behind the only man she'd ever loved to serve the Empire, and now she's dedicated her life to decadent pleasure.
The Revolutionary lost the only woman he'd ever loved to the Empire, and now he's dedicated his life to bringing it down.
But fifteen years ago the Revolutionary and the Empress were Jack and Angelica, and their passion burned with bright intensity. Has she forgotten what it is to love someone? Has he mistaken her real intentions towards him -- and towards the Empire?
In a harem in the steaming city of Carnalis, the Empress and the Revolutionary are about to turn the world upside down.

Excerpt:

From the memoirs of Her Imperial Majesty the Empress of Carnalis

On the night of my birth, my father was shot dead for Imperial treachery. The shock of it sent my mother into an early labor, which killed her and robbed me of my sight. Blind and orphaned, I was raised by distant relatives who were quick to condemn the emergence of my second sight as the devil's blight, a punishment for my father's sins.That is, until they realized its economic potential. A virgin seer would make a perfect wife for the Emperor.Of course, thanks to Jack, by the time I married I wasn't exactly a virgin any more.He went by many names, even then. Dipper, Hunter, Get-The-Hell- Out-Of-My- Wallet. He left smiles on girls' faces and snarls of apoplectic rage on everyone else's. I called him Jack, after Giacomo Casanova, legendary seducer and charlatan. Jack the lad, Jack of all trades. I used to tell him if he wasn't careful he'd soon be Jack in a box.He could charm the money from your wallet and the underwear from your body with little more than a smile, so they said. Myself, I never had any money to lose. As for the other, well, smiling at me never did any good. By the time I could see him smile, he was already touching me.And, oh. How he touched me. Jack could have any girl he wanted, and he did, frequently. Which meant that by the time he got around to parting my virginal thighs he really knew his way around a female body. He could make me shiver with just a whisper, so imagine what he could do with his hands."Gorgeous girl," he would whisper, "it's a crime you can't see how beautiful you are.""A crime against who?" I asked."Nature. The universe. Me." His fingers whispered a hair's breadth from my skin. "Let me touch you, gorgeous girl, so you can see yourself as I see you.""I'm not sure I want to see myself as you see me," I said, quivering with excitement and hoping he couldn't tell.Jack laughed, a rich, pleased sound. "Because if you could see yourself as I see you," he said, "you'll see a woman who wants me really badly."This time I laughed. "You flatter yourself, Jack.""I don't flatter myself, everyone else does it for me," he shot back. He was clearly enjoying himself immensely. "Why, only yesterday Carla Torcello couldn't stop telling me how hot I was. How big, and hard, and how good I felt sliding inside her. She told me I was the best she'd ever had, the thickest, the meatiest, that she'd never enjoyed taking a man's big hard dick in her mouth as much as mine. That I tasted so good she wanted to go on sucking me forever.""Now you're bragging," I said, but I said it breathlessly. I could feel the heat from his skin."Ah, but am I? Lu Xing was so desperate to have me she had to drag me under the table. Then her father came in and she leapt into the chair but kept me under the cloth, licking her out, while he asked her how her day had been and she pretended everything was entirely normal. By the time he left she'd soaked my face with her cream and she needed to come so badly that when I finally stuck my fingers inside her and made her orgasm, it knocked her out. Totally out cold for several minutes.""How very clever of you," I said, trying to pretend that I didn't want him to do the same to me. Between my legs a strong, insistent beat thrummed."No, it wasn't really, because I was pretty desperate to come too, and there she was, limp as a rag doll, entirely unresponsive. And I don't really get off on unconscious women, you know.""You surprise me.""Do I?" Jack was very close now, his breath warm on my cheek. He had to see how fast I was breathing. He could probably hear my heart hammering. "You think I'd swive an unconscious woman?""I think you'd swive anything with breasts," I said."Urgh, but what about old Mr. Omotswe? He's got man-boobs bigger than your head!"I giggled. I couldn't help it."I wouldn't swive anything with breasts," Jack said, so very nearly touching me that I was panting with anticipation. "In fact, my list of potential swivees has narrowed considerably recently.""And yet it still includes Carla Torcello and Lu Xing," I said."Ah. Well, slight fabrication there. Lu Xing was last year.""And Carla?""Well, that was last week, actually, but," he added quickly as I opened my mouth to protest, "it was only last week she said it. I haven't seen her naked for months.""You don't need to be naked to have steaming hot sex," I pointed out."Indeed you don't. Want to demonstrate to me how?"

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Carnevale by Selena Illyria

Carnevale
by Selena Illyria

Cover art by Sahara Kelly
ISBN: 978-1-60521-279-1
Genre(s): The Fetish Club, Sci-Fi
Theme(s): Interracial
Series: Hades' Helmet Crew
Length: Novella

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Blurb:

Masks, abduction, seduction, the biting grip of leather. What more could Hades' Helmet crew member Anarrae ask for?
During shore leave on the hedonistic planet of Il Doge, she gets swept away in their festive revelry and into the arms of surrender. What will happen when she has to walk away?

Excerpt:

“I know you're in charge, love, but I want you to kiss me, taste me. Just let go and do what you feel. Don't worry. I can take anything you dish out. Give me pain and pleasure. Give me heaven and fire. I'm all yours.” His voice was low, edged in roughness. He took hold of the leather bonds and laid his head back on the pillow.
She stilled and her breath caught in her throat as she watched him surrender to her control and desires. He trusted her; she was awed. Dodger arched his back and thrust his hips upward, digging his heels into the mattress. His cock jutted upward as if he was begging for her mouth there where he needed her most. It was the most beautiful sight she had ever seen. Her mouth watered to taste him.
Anarrae didn't hesitate. She quickly secured the straps just enough to bite into his flesh without risking his circulation. He groaned.
“Does that hurt?” she asked, double-checking.
“No, no, feels good. Tie me down, love, and make me yours. Mark me.” He turned his head and arched his neck, as if begging for her bite. Her pussy tingled as need took her. She wanted to give him that sweet kiss of pain.
Ana climbed on the bed and threw one leg over his chest. Goddess, he was hot, so hot, he should be burning up.
“Lie back down. Let me have my way,” she urged softly. He turned his face back toward her. She gazed into his pale green eyes. Ana shook her head. A moan slipped past her lips when she felt the slide of his skin against her thighs as he lowered himself back to the bed. His cock left a trail of stickiness just over her ass, evidence of his need for her.
She couldn't wait to have him inside but they needed protection. “Condom?”
“Top drawer next to the bed. Hurry,” he urged. “Need to be inside of you.”
Ana reached over and took out the box of condoms. Extracting one, she quickly ripped open one of the packets and moved down his body to roll on the sheath. Once on, she resumed her previous position of straddling his waist.
“Kiss me, love. Let me taste your lips,” Dodger requested.
She couldn't deny him. Ana lowered her head and brushed the lightest of touches on his lips. She slid lower to straddle his legs and could reach between them to take hold of his cock. He lifted his head and pressed his mouth to hers while pushing his hips upward. His heated length slid into her hand. It shocked her how hot he was. She squeezed him, causing his lips to part. Anarrae didn't hesitate in slipping her tongue into the moist, humid cave of his mouth. She explored his teeth, tickled the roof of his mouth while contracting and relaxing her hand around his thrusting cock.
Dodger groaned as the kiss took on a passionate dimension. She nipped his lips, soothing the soft flesh with a few licks before doing it again. His hips moved faster, increasing the friction against her palm. His shaft twitched and he moaned into her mouth before dropping his head back.
“So close, love, so very close. Let me be inside you, please,” he begged.
“Not yet.” Anarrae kissed him softly before moving down his body. She let go of his cock and blazed a path of nips, licks and kisses along his neck, shoulder, across his collarbone and down the center of his chest.
She didn't stop moving until she knelt between his legs. Ana gazed at the wide expanse of his tanned flesh. His pierced nipples were flushed a dark red. She blew on the buds before licking one and tugging the other gently between finger and thumb. Dodger lifted his chest. He pulled on the leather restraints. The soft creak of leather mingled with his heavy breathing.
“Please, love… Anarrae, I can't take it. Fuck me. Let me be inside of you.” He thrust his hips forward his cock slid along her stomach.
“Not yet. I want to explore you,” she murmured before taking his nipple between her teeth and pulled gently.
He cried out. “Ana!” His cock jumped, hitting her stomach.
She flicked his nipple before sucking it into her mouth.
“Fuck!” His body jumped and he moaned. Ana released his nipple and moved on to the other one, showing it the same treatment. She trailed her free hand down his body, took hold of his cock again, and stroked the heated flesh slowly this time.
“Goddess, you torture me,” he groaned.
She released his nipple and looked up at him. “Do you want me to stop?” She smiled, knowing full well he wouldn't ask.
He blinked at her. “Why would I ask you to stop something you're clearly enjoying? That I'm loving? I just want you to fuck me.”
Anarrae laughed. A husky sound that was foreign to her.
“You are enjoying torturing me, aren't you?” he asked. His heated gaze bore into her.
“Torturing? I wouldn't call it that, but yes, I am enjoying what I'm doing to you,” she replied huskily.
“Then continue this deliciousness, please, lo adoro. Let me please you by being your bound slave.”
“Slave? I don't want you to be my slave.” Her hand faltered on his cock and stilled just under the wide helmet.
“But I am, love. You have enslaved me with your beauty and seductive ways. I don't want to be released.” His lips quirked into a smile.
“Pretty words from a con man,” she chuckled.
“Not a con man. Not for you. I am your guide into pleasure. Consider me your bound servant and your partner in desire.”
She laughed again and resumed stroking his cock. “I don't have an adequate response so let me continue giving you pleasure.”
He nodded and lowered his head back to the pillow. She flicked his nipple before moving down to tracing the ridges of his defined abdomen with just the tip of her tongue. Ana let go of his cock and circled his navel before nuzzling his shaft with her cheek.
“So hot,” she murmured. Her pussy clenched and her body heat went up a few degrees at the thought of having him inside her.
“For you, love, all of me for you. Every inch of me is yours. Take it.”
She continued until she was above his cock. Part of her regretted sheathing him in the condom so quickly. She wanted to lap at the slit atop his cock and taste his desire for her. Instead, she settled for teasing him through the thin barrier. Ana took only the head into her mouth at first.
He let out a shuddering breath as his hips thrust upward, and she released him.
“I'm in charge, remember?” she admonished.
“Ana, please… For the love of the Goddess, I can't take it. I ache to be inside of you,” he passionately declared.
“No, let me have my way. You said you were my slave. Do as I say and don't move,” Ana ordered.
He grumbled under his breath and lowered his pelvis back to the mattress.
“I'll behave,” Dodger promised.
A laugh bubbled past her lips, and she raised her eyebrow at him in question. “Do you even know how to?”
“It's a distant memory. One I'm sure will surface as the night progresses but I do ask, no, beg of you -- please hurry. I don't think I can take much more of this sweet torment.”
“I'll try.” She smiled up at him. Never in her life had she thought sex and teasing could be so fun. With great relish, she took him back in her mouth and bobbed her head. Through the thin barrier she could feel him pulse into time with his heartbeat with each inch that slipped into her. The heat of his shaft burned the sensitive flesh of her lips. Her pussy tightened, moisture slipping down her thighs and her clit throbbing with need. She could only imagine what he would feel like inside of her. His width stretched her lips almost to the point of discomfort. Even when he hit the back of her throat, there was still more of him left to take in.
What would all of him feel like inside of me? Ana knew she was teasing them both. Play time over. She released his cock with a soft pop and glanced up the length of his body.
“Beg me to fuck you. Plead with me to take your cock inside of my pussy.” She was surprised by her boldness and language. Normally she went with the flow of things in the bedroom and kept the dirty talk to a minimum. Something about him and being in charge made her feel wanton, wild and daring.

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Dark Legion is available now!

Darkness is falling...

Things at Woods University are not what they seem. When Joey Sumner's roommate Maria joins the growing ranks of blazer-wearing supergeeks who roam the campus in emotionless packs, Joey begins to think she has a problem. Then Joey stumbles upon a secret ritual being performed on campus, and her world is turned upside down. Joey and her boyfriend Will are forced to fight for their lives against an ancient evil cult that is preying on the student body. To make matters worse, their boss is one of them, and his obsession for Joey goes way beyond thinking she has a cute ass...

Evil is growing...

A year after the mysterious death of her husband Terrence, Ada Ross is still seeking answers. When handsome detective Eric Perfater comes back into her life offering a chance to unravel the mystery of her husband's demise, Ada is more than ready to help. She's also willing to throw off her endless loneliness and wantonly offer herself to sexy Eric in bed... But a dark shadow falls across their chance at happiness. Ada is a pawn in a desperate man's ploy to hang onto the past and take control of a secret society whose very existence threatens the entire world.

Can the forces of evil's hungry claws be defeated? Or will they all be consumed by the Dark Legion?

Note: This collection contains the previously released novellas Legion: University and Legion: Adult Education.

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Wednesday's New Reviews for Changeling Press

Congratulations!!
 

New Review - DAMON'S: SPEED DATING - Sophia Titheniel

Four Stars from Rainbow Reviews

 

Sophie Titheniel has come up with a really clever, original story concept, and I really like it. irresistible tongue-in-cheek humor. I highly recommend that you immediately visit Damon's and check out "Speed Dating."

 

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New Review - DAWG TOWN: PUPPY DAWG - Camille Anthony

Four & ½ Blue Ribbons from Romance Junkies

 

PUPPY DAWG is a very sweet and touching addition to the DAWG TOWN series.  Camille Anthony presents readers with two characters who possess endearing characteristics that will charm their way into your heart.

 

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New Review - DAWG TOWN: BIG DAWG - Celia Kyle

Four & ½ Blue Ribbons from Romance Junkies

 

Celia Kyle's addition to the DAWG TOWN collection is delightfully naughty and [humorous]. 

 

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New Review - STARGAZERS: WILD - Anne Kane

Reviewed by ParaNormal Romance

 

This story has it all! A very sexy hero, a willful heroine, a sinister villain, and enough action to keep you on the edge of your seat. The attraction between Ryland and Anaya is so hot it will make your monitor smoke.

 

http://www.paranorm alromance. org/reviews/ review.php? id=31841

 

New Review - OPEN DOORS - Leona Grey

Five Blue Ribbons from Romance Junkies

 

.a wonderfully well written story.  The romance between Jared and Maura was also very well done, you could almost feel their emotions and the intensity of their feelings for each other. Excellent job!

 

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Monday's New Reviews for Changeling Press

Congratulations to our authors for these stellar reviews!
 

New Review - DAWG TOWN: HUSTLE - Anne Kane

Reviewed by ParaNormal Romance

 

The attraction between Kaylee and Logan was very sexy, and what girl doesn't dream of having a night like she did? .a quick and sexy read, another great story from Ms. Kane.

 

http://www.paranorm alromance. org/reviews/ review.php? id=31839

 

New Review - DRAGON'S HEIR (COLLECTION) - Sierra Dafoe

Rated "Best Book" by Whipped Cream Reviews

 

.when you read this, have a big supply of ice water on hand, as it is one of the most necessary accessories needed when reading these six volcanically hot tales of love and lust.

 

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New Review - BUNNY TAILS: SPLITTING HARES - Camille Anthony

Four Cherries from Whipped Cream Reviews

 

With keen insight, strong visualization, and humor, Ms. Anthony writes a hot, sexy, witty novella that is full of sassy dialogue and extremely hot sex. This one is a winner!

 

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New Review - MOONLIGHT & MAGIC - Mina Carter

Four Blue Ribbons from Romance Junkies

 

This was a very entertaining read that blends tenderness with explosive energy. I think most paranormal fans will enjoy.

 

http://romancejunki esreviews. com/artman/ publish/paranorm al/Sunlight_ Slavery.shtml

 

New Review - ELFIN DELIGHTS - Alice Gaines

Four & ½ Cherries from Whipped Cream Reviews

 

If you were given the opportunity to save a world, would you?  I know that Elfin Delights was the one story I'm glad I didn't miss.

 

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Whoo Hoo ! Review for Stargazers 3: Wild

From Anne Kane--
 

I got a fab review for Stargazers 3: Wild from the ParaNormal Romance Reviews:

This story has it all! A very sexy hero, a willful heroine, a sinister villain, and enough action to keep you on the edge of your seat. The attraction between Ryland and Anaya is so hot it will make your monitor smoke, and the scenes between them also had elements of humor in them. All in all, WILD is a very entertaining story in the STARGAZERS series, and is another excellent work by Ms. Kane.

Check out the whole review here!  

Anne Kane

www.AnneKane. com

www.annekane. wordpress. com

 

Sci –Fi and Fantasy with a sensual twist!

 

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Vampire Kisses Collection by Michele Bardsley

Vampire Kisses (Collection)
by Michele Bardsley

cover art by Bryan Keller
ISBN: 978-1-60521-224-1
Genre(s): Paranormal, Collections
Theme(s): Vampires
Length: Collection

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Blurb:

A Vampire for Every Season!

Christmas for Eve: Much to the envy of her friends, Eve Moore is dating erotica author Adora LaFortune, bestselling author of Swelter, AKA Steven Jones, horror novelist. This holiday season, she's ready to give Steven her heart along with her presents. Then she finds out that Swelter isn't exactly fiction, and her true love isn't exactly mortal.

Candy for Valentine: When Valentine Carter attends her first romance conference, she soon learns that "The Blog Bitch" reaps what she sows. Renowned book publicist Michael Sanderson is a vampire. He mistakenly believes that the lovely morsel trussed up in his hotel room is a gift from his friends. After an evening with the delicious Valentine, he decides he wants to keep her. Forever.

Treats for Trixie: At Steven Jones's annual Halloween party, wanna-be romance writer Trixie Lulabelle Jameson is excited to be among the elite of the publishing industry. Literary agent Marcus Moravius is one of the oldest vampires in existence, and very used to getting what he wants. And the only treat he wants to nibble on tonight is Trixie.
This collection contains the three previously released novellas Christmas for Eve, Candy for Valentine, and Treats for Trixie.

Excerpt:

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"Take Me Away is a waste of cheap paper. It's so damned bad I wouldn't line a hamster cage with its pages. Dearest readers, if Madra Milton's latest work is in your TBR pile, then use it for kindling -- a nice fire is about the only pleasure you'll get out of it."
Eve Moore finished reading the latest post on The Blog Bitch and sighed. Leaning over the shoulder of her friend Val Carter -- who was the bitch in question -- she tapped the screen. "Is it just me or do you like being mean?"
"Duh. Mean is fun. Besides, I pay good money for these novels. If they disappoint me, I have a right to say so." Val logged off and shut down her laptop.
"Oh, please. You're a used bookstore slut and an almost permanent fixture at the library," said Eve. "When's the last time you bought a new book?"
"Yesterday." Val pushed away from the tiny desk and stood up. She grinned. "Adora LaFortune's Midnight Mask. "
"You didn't! Val... no."
"Oh, yes. I'm saving it for my Holiday Hell Reads. Merry fucking Christmas, baby."
Eve grimaced. Lately, Val had gotten more delight out of trashing than out of reading romance novels. Not even her favorite authors were immune from her vitriol.
"It seems ironic that a woman named Valentine can't find anything nice to say about love, romance, intimacy or the books that celebrate those emotions."
Val shrugged. "Just because I'm named Valentine doesn't mean I have to buy in to the whole concept of soul mates and happily-ever-afters." She looked at Eve. "Just because you're dating Adora doesn't make her immune from The Blog Bitch. How is ol' Steven Jones, anyway?"
Eve was relieved at her friend's change of tone. She was tired of arguing with her about books and blogs. "Almost finished with his next book. He makes more money writing erotic romances as Adora, but his first love is the horror genre."
"Good thing I don't review horror books. C'mon. Let's get some wine."
Eve followed Val from the bedroom into the apartment's small kitchen. Val retrieved the bottle of blackberry merlot from the fridge.
"I don't know how the man researches his horror novels," said Eve, as she watched Val pour the wine, "but what we do for the erotica is fun."
"Hmm. He doesn't come out during the day, he doesn't like junk food, he's a wine snob, and the dude needs a tan." Val grinned. "Obviously, he's a vampire."
"For a man who's undead he sure doesn't mind garlic," said Eve. "Besides, he collects crosses. You should see his house. Seems like every wall has some sort of cross or crucifix on it."
"Are you sure there's not anything wrong with him? You've reached the three-month mark, which is a record for you." Val gave her a glass of blackberry merlot then leaned against the counter. "You're usually bored or pissed off with a guy within thirty days."
"I like Steven. I feel like I've known him forever." She sipped the wine then looked beseechingly at her friend. "Do you have to blog about Midnight Mask?"
"Oh, please! You didn't protest this much when I blogged about Swelter, which was your favorite Adora book of all time. Of course, that was before you met the almighty book god and started boinking him."
Startled at Val's vehemence, Eve frowned. "That's not fair."
"You used to think The Blog Bitch was funny as hell until you got mixed up with Steven. Now, all I hear about is how much blog snark hurts the feelings of authors and how there's this huge double standard. So what if authors can't snark back without looking like assholes? Who cares?"
"You should care. And so should other readers." She sighed. "The blog was your therapy. The divorce was hard on you and you needed the escape. But it's been a year, Val. Don't you think you should try to have a life?"
"I have a life. It's called The Blog Bitch." She chugged down the rest of the merlot and put the empty glass on the counter. Then she glared at Eve. "At least my fans love me."
"Cold comfort." Eve sucked in a calming breath. Her friendship with Val had been faltering and she didn't know why. "Honey, all you do is work then come home to read and to blog. It's pathetic."
Val stood stiffly, her fists clenched, her eyes flashing with anger. "Stop judging the way I live my life. Hell, you were just like me before you met Steven. Not everyone gets the hunky, smart, rich guy."
Hurt, Eve turned around and poured the rest of her wine into the sink. She rinsed the glass, then turned off the water and faced her friend. She didn't want to think that her friendship with Val was disintegrating completely, but it sure as hell felt that way. "Will you be home tomorrow?"
"It's Christmas Eve," said Val with a sigh. "Where else would I be?"
Eve's heart went out to her friend. Val was an only child. Her parents had died years ago in a car accident. She had no one with whom to celebrate the holidays. It was one of the things that had drawn them together. Eve had no siblings either, and her parents had died when she was ten. She'd been raised by a grandmother who had passed away two summers ago. "Are you sure you don't want to come to Steven's house? We'll have plenty of food and alcohol. He bought every Christmas movie ever made. It'll be fun."
"Three's a crowd." Val flashed a tired smile. "But thanks."

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From Leona Grey: A shiny new 5 Ribbon review!

 

 

Open Doors got 5 Blue Ribbons! According to their site that means it's "a book I would gush about to all my friends and recommend to anyone and everyone. A real page-turner. "

 

About my latest work, Noelle from Romance Junkies says:

 

 

OPEN DOORS was a wonderfully well written story... The romance between Jared and Maura was also very well done, you could almost feel their emotions and the intensity of their feelings for each other. Excellent job!

 

Click here for full review: http://romancejunki esreviews. com/artman/ publish/paranorm al/Open_Doors. shtml

 

Many thanks to Noelle for taking the time to review my story

 

Open Doors --Available Now

So Many Wolves by Leona Grey -- I greatly enjoyed reading this story and found myself chuckling, cheering and purring as I read through the adventure packed into these few pages--By Agapanthus from Whipped Cream Reviews. Full review here: http://whippedcream 2.blogspot. com/2009/ 03/so-many- wolves-by- leona-gray. .html?zx= d40e83a669733325

Through Topaz, A Recommended Read from Fallen Angel Reviews and a Best Book from Whipped Cream Reviews

 

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Screen Shots 2: Smoulder by Willa Okati

Screen Shots 2: Smolder
by Willa Okati

cover art by Reneé George
ISBN: 978-1-60521-262-3
Genre(s): The Fetish Club
Theme(s): Ménage, Gay and Lesbian
Series: Screen Shots
Length: Novella

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Blurb:

Brandon's trying his best to play it cool. He figures if no one knows he's a total amateur, he'll go a lot farther in adult entertainment than a nervous newbie. Touchy about being short and pretty, he's fierce in his independence and determined to become a hot commodity.
He didn't count on two of twentysomethingtwinks.com's top studs swooping down and claiming him for their own. Gabriel and Dylan, notorious for their intense sex scenes and a passionate relationship off-screen, decide they want Brandon as their third in a permanent ménage.
Now, all they have to do is convince him. And if a guy's been working in adult entertainment for any time at all, he knows more than a few mighty pleasant ways to coax a man over to the dark side -- and right into the middle.

Excerpt:

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"What brings me here today?" Brandon rubbed the stubble on the underside of his jaw. Scrape-scrape-scrape. Fuck. Gotta watch those nervous tics, kid. He crossed his arms and tucked his hands behind his head instead, fingers laced together. Better.
Thom, cameraman and all-round go-to guy as far as Brandon could tell, waited for Brandon to quit fidgeting. "It's okay. Settle in and find your comfort zone."
Brandon kind of wanted to punch him for that, but popping your new boss was never a great idea, and besides, so far the dude had been awesome. Him and Jake, who'd shook Brandon's hand before settling in the corner with his electronic notepad. Jake seemed shy, but cool. Hot, too. And Katherine? Damn. Not at all what Brandon had figured a porn producer would be like.
Not that he'd ever given too much thought to porn besides which DVD he wanted to steal, er, borrow, from his roommate's stash, back when he still had a guy to split rent with.
He settled on a cocky smirk. "Nah, I'm cool. It went down like this. I'm in the grocery store, right? Peanut butter, noodles, whatever. I see this hot guy over by the produce section."
"I think I see where this is going," Thom said with a tilted grin that invited more. "Just two buddies shooting the shit, right?"
Brandon started to relax. "You know it. I'm thinking it's just like the movies." Brandon warmed to his story. He'd told it over in his head a couple dozen times by now, smoothing off the edges. He needed this damn job and he'd show 'em he might be new, but he had what it took. "Anyway, he's on one side of this free-standing bin full of cucumbers. I walk up, he looks at me, I look at him."
"I definitely know where this is going." Thom checked the camera angle. "Don't mind me. You're doing great. Go on."
Brandon warmed to his story. "He gives this one cucumber a rub when he looks at me, and I think hah, yeah man. So I pick up one bigger, and it goes from there." To a cucumber the size of a freakin' zucchini, but that was beside the point. "I think we're workin' up to a hookup in the parking lot, but he laughs, apologizes for goofing off, and he tells me I ought to call this Steel Mill Productions place. He thinks I've got what it takes."
"Did you call right away?"
"Yeah." And found out it was an amateur porn company, and spent the next three days swearing he'd never go to a grocery store again. Then he'd run out of ten-cent noodles and an empty cupboard wasn't the only problem he'd had to face. "Took some time to think about it, and --" Brandon shrugged. "Here I am. Put me to work, boss."
"All right." Thom folded his hands and settled down in his chair. "Let's go ahead and get started. The bed stand should have everything you need. Lube, lotion. Everything's new. Just remember to relax. Do what comes naturally. Are you ready?"
"Ready, aim, fire." Brandon stretched out on the bed and crossed his legs at the ankles. Otherwise, he'd have started to jiggle his foot. "Let's do this."

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Nighttime Magic by Marilyn Lee

Nighttime Magic
by Marilyn Lee

cover art by Sahara Kelly
ISBN: 978-1-60521-285-2
Genre(s):
Series: Bloodlust

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Blurb:

After a break-up with a controlling lover, forty-three-year-old Neely Little John finds herself stranded on a dark country road being pursued by a stalker. A tall, dark stranger comes to her rescue and Neely falls into instant lust. But what are the chances the young hunk is interested in an older woman?
Twenty-nine-year-old half-blood vampire Dimitri Dumont has obsessed over Neely Little John from afar and wondered if she might be his bloodlust -- his perfect mate. Determined not to make the mistake of choosing a mate too early in life, as he fears his father did, he flees from Neely after one night of incredible sex. In his struggle to forget her, he's driven into his Feast of Indulgence. He'll emerge from his Feast a full-blood vampire, hungry to claim Neely as his own -- even if he has to take her by force.

Excerpt:

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The stranger turned to face her. "I'll take you home."
"Are you... he stabbed you... do you need help?"
"No."
"There was blood on the knife. I saw it in the glow of the flashlight."
"I'm not hurt."
Did she dare ask why he wasn't injured?
"Not unless you're ready to suspend disbelief," he said softly.
He'd read her thoughts.
As you read mine. Let's make a deal. I'll stay out of your head if you stay out of mine. He projected the thought directly into her mind.
Neely sucked in a breath. She'd never encountered anyone who could probe her thoughts. She wasn't sure she liked the feeling.
Does anyone?
She tore her gaze away from his to glance at the man laboring to breathe on the ground. "What about him? Shouldn't we do something to help him?"
"He can thank you for my sparing his miserable life -- at least for the moment."
"For the moment?"
"Don't push it. I'm not lifting a finger to help him." He swung around to lean over the other male. "If I were you, I'd never darken her path again. If you do, there's nothing short of the power of God that will keep me from giving you a very slow, very painful death. In fact, if I think about it long enough, that's exactly what I'll give you."
The man cowered and raised a trembling hand to his face. He was clearly terrified. Watching, Neely felt sorry for him.
Her rescuer turned to face her. "Don't waste your sympathy on him. I'll take you home."
She frowned. "How?"
He nodded over his shoulder. "My vehicle is parked at the end of the road beyond the field."
She hesitated. "I can't see it."
"It's there." He moved into the glow of the flashlight, providing a glimpse of his face. Like the other male he wore all black. The black garb, which had been frightening on her would-be attacker, was sexy on him. He stared at her from a handsome face with dark eyes. He wore his dark hair short. She guessed he was roughly half her age, which made him far too young to have any sexual interest in a jobless, man-less forty-three-year-old.
Even as she told herself not to allow her sexual needs to control her, her rescuer's air of confidence combined with an underlying streak of tenderness sent a rush of anticipation through her.
"You have no need to fear me."
It was a misty, moonless Halloween night. He'd appeared out of nowhere. She'd watched him lift and hold an adult male several inches above the ground with no apparent effort. He'd practically ignored the vicious stab wound to his back. She sensed a level of power in him she feared he might not hold under complete control. Yet attraction overshadowed any fear. She nodded slowly. "I know."

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Spaceport: Captured Rapture by Lexxie Couper

Spaceport: Captured Rapture
by Lexxie Couper

Cover art by Bryan Keller
ISBN: 978-1-60521-282-1
Genre(s): Futuristic, Paranormal, Sci-Fi
Theme(s): Shapeshifters, Elves, Dragons & Magical Creatures, Spaceport
Series: Spaceport Multi-Author
Length: Novella

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Blurb:

Hello. I am AP Enforcer, Raina Mynn. I don't believe in ghost stories, I don't believe in space dragons and I sure as shyte don't believe in destiny.
So why the hell am I getting all worked up over the lunatic on the moon's surface who sent me to sexual heaven with just one brutal, arrogant kiss? A lunatic in a gorgeous body with blazing eyes who tells me he's a dragon shifter and I am his to claim? A lunatic who makes me hotter than all the hells and wetter than the widest seas? A lunatic who believes I am his destiny and will stop at nothing to make me his?
Why do I feel like everything he's saying is true? And why won't my body stop craving his touch?
Dragon shifter? You're kidding, right? Right?
Shyte, I'm in so much trouble.

Excerpt:

He crushed my mouth with his, and before I knew what I was doing, I was kissing him back.
I lifted my right leg and wrapped it around the back of his left thigh. The move spread my pussy, and with a single stroke, Torr entered me. His cock stretched me again and I welcomed the pain. Reveled in it. He fucked me against the wall, his hands never lessening their punishing grip on my wrists, his mouth never easing its punishing assault on my lips, and I welcomed that new pain as well. Someone wiser than me once said there is a fine line between pain and pleasure and they were right. Torr’s fierce ownership of my body hurt like hell, and made me hotter and wetter and more aroused than I’d ever been. I never wanted it to end. Ever.
Fyre’s tooth, neither do I. Torr’s voice slipped through my mind, smug, arrogant, dominating. Vulnerable.
He filled me with his shaft, pumping its length deeper and deeper. I rode him hard, our bodies slick with sweat, our tongues mating with fierce abandon, and refused to think about anything except the way he made me feel. Pleasured. Desired. Wanted.
Needed.
He thrust into me over and over again, and at some stage his hands left my wrists and found my ass, squeezing each cheek as he took my weight. He carried me across the room and lowered me onto a wide, soft pallet, his cock still embedded in my sex, his mouth still possessing mine.
Soft, dense fur caressed my skin as I stretched out on the surface. The tickling sensation only added to the delicious bliss consuming my senses. I tangled my hands in Torr’s hair as I locked my ankles at the base of his spine -- imprisoning him in my hold. Lifting my hips, I met him mid-thrust, moving with him to bring us both closer to release.
His hands raked my body -- insatiable in their need to explore every inch of my exposed flesh. He dragged his mouth from my lips and tasted my neck, my collarbones. I shivered, my nipples growing hard and erect. He moaned with appreciation and took one tight little tip into his mouth, suckling on it with greedy fervor. I moaned and arched my back, dragging my nails down to his ass.
“I have tasted your flesh for over a lifetime, chrye.” He groaned against my breast, stroking its curve with his fingertips. “I have been driven mad by my longing for you.”
He moved his mouth to my other breast, taking its nipple between his teeth. Little shards of blissful pain radiated through me as he bit the nub of flesh, and I gasped, digging my nails into his butt.
He sucked hard, soft. Laving my flesh with his tongue, he branded it with his teeth. I writhed beneath him, feeling his cock grow thicker, longer inside my sex. The wild sensation made me whimper, and I pulled him harder into my cunt, slipping one hand between our bodies until I could cup his balls.
They were heavy and swollen, and when I gave them a soft tug Torr ground out a raw moan. “Oh, fuck, Rai’nia.” He tortured my breast with his mouth, his thrusting penetrations growing faster. “It was never like this. Never so…”

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Wednesday's New Reviews for Changeling Press

Congratulations to our authors!
 

New Review - DAWG TOWN: HUSTLE - Anne Kane

Four Angels from Fallen Angel Reviews

 

Whew! Hustle is a campy, but sexy as hell installment to the humorous Dawg Town series. I really loved the hot-to-trot, hustling-in- heat, prairie dog Kaylee.

 

http://fallenangelr eviews.com/ 2009/July/ heather-dawgtown _hustle.htm

 

New Review - DAEMON'S REVENGE - Marteeka Karland

Five Headstones from Bitten by Books

"Daemon's Revenge" by Marteeka Karland is HOT! I have never read a story so sexually intense. I loved every minute of it. The story will grab you and will not let you go until the last page.

 

http://bittenbybook s.com/?p= 9737

 

New Review - MAKE IT REAL - Carlanime Bligh

Five Headstones from Bitten by Books

 

This story is great and is filled with intense sexual scenes that will have you grabbing for a fan. The characters are easy to fall for and it has a great plot making this an excellent story.

 

http://bittenbybook s.com/?p= 9608

 

New Review - GINGERSNAPS: POLE SERPENT - Renee George

Five Headstones from Bitten by Books

 

The sex was well orchestrated, containing emotion and eroticism with a dash of flippancy.I look forward to reading more from this talented author.

 

http://bittenbybook s.com/?p= 9741

 

New Review - GINGERSNAPS: SUMMONING - Leila Brown

Four & ½ Headstones from Bitten by Books

 

The chemistry between Jonathan and Nickolas rocks. Ms Brown writes steamy and hot erotic scenes. I also applaud her creativity.

 

http://bittenbybook s.com/?p= 3100

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Whipped Cream gives Best Book to Sierra Dafoe for Dragon's Heir Collection!

Congratulations, Sierra!!

 

http://whippedcream2.blogspot.com/2009/08/dragons-heir-collection-by-sierra-dafoe.html?zx=67856d126cd9c929

 

 

"You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go..." —Dr. Seuss

 

Lena Austin

http://www.LenaAustin.com

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Monday's New Reviews for Changeling Press

 

New Review - NOT YETI! - Celia Kyle

Four & ½ Nymphs from Literary Nymphs

 

Celia Kyle brings Sela and Yosi back once again in Not Yeti! The story adds a balance of reality and fantasy that makes their characters real and personable.

 

http://literarynymphsreviewsonly.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-yeti.html?zx=d20cc4cb14f549f6

 

New Review - SANTA PAWS - Lena Austin

Four & ½ Tombstones from Bitten by Books

 

Santa Paws is a short, yet hot and steamy romance.  The chemistry between Phaedra and JR is intense. Santa Paws makes for a quick, enjoyable read.

 

http://bittenbybooks.com/?p=3037

 

New Review - ANOTHER CHANCE - L. Shannon

Four Tombstones from Bitten by Books

 

If you enjoy M/m action and are looking for something quick and spicy, then pick up Another Chance in the Gingersnaps series. Ms. Shannon's contribution to the series is stimulating.

 

http://bittenbybooks.com/?p=3188

 

New Review - SERENDIPITY 5A - Dawn Montgomery

Five Tombstones from Bitten by Books

 

Hot, steamy sex that left me blushing and needing a little fresh air. lets the two open themselves, for passion and maybe even love. a surprisingly heart-warming romp into eroticism.

 

http://bittenbybooks.com/?p=3176

 

New Review - CANINE COP - B.J. McCall

Four & ½ Tombstones from Bitten by Books

Cooper and Tas have a special bond.  This was such a sweet story.

 

http://bittenbybooks.com/?p=3104

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Horsfall: Taste Test by Jade Buchanan

Horsfall: Taste Test
by Jade Buchanan

Cover art by Bryan Keller
ISBN: 978-1-60521-274-6
Genre(s): Paranormal
Theme(s): Ménage, Shapeshifters, Gay and Lesbian
Series: Horsfall
Length: Novella

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Blurb:

What started out as a regular job assignment quickly escalated into something more for Oliver Philip when he met twin Shire horse shapeshifters, Bayard and Marshall Stoddard. The past few months have been filled with love and laughter, but storm clouds are gathering on the horizon. The three choose to take every opportunity to cement their growing bond, like an afternoon picnic that turns into a taste test of a different sort when Bay and Marsh show Oliver the delights of Horsfall Ranch.

Excerpt:

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Some days, Oliver Philip couldn't believe his luck. "What do you mean, they cancelled?"
Rosemary sighed, the sound loud through his earpiece. "I'm sorry, boss, but they said they didn't have enough documentation and didn't want to waste your time."
Shaking his head, Oliver stared out the front windshield of his car. He was currently pulled over to the side of the road, about ten kilometres outside of Buttfuck, Nowhere, and about three hours away from home. "Which is great, but they couldn't have let me know before this morning? I would have been at their site in another half hour. Damn it!"
He slammed his palm against the steering wheel, instantly regretting the move when a shaft of pain went up his forearm. Great. Just great.
"Sorry, boss."
"Yeah, I know. It's fine. I just hate when they pull this crap on me." He sighed. "Okay, well, looks like I'm turning around. I'm not going to bother coming into the office, Ro. See you tomorrow."
"Say hi to your hunky man, boss." Her warm chuckle came through loud and clear.
Hoping he wasn't blushing, although she couldn't see him anyway, Oliver quickly said goodbye, ignoring her laughter as he disconnected.
He hadn't entirely been honest with his employees about his love life. No wonder, considering he couldn't believe it himself. They all thought he'd been involved the past few months with a completely gorgeous long, tall, drink of water. Which was true... except he was also involved with the guy's brother -- his twin brother -- who both happened to turn into Shire horses.
Completely normal, right?
Things definitely hadn't been normal since he'd accepted the job to go out to Horsfall Ranch and build a safety program for them. He'd finished the safety program, and received a nice cheque in return, but he'd also managed to fall in love with the two owners of the ranch, Bayard and Marshall Stoddard.
Just saying their names was enough to have him in shivers.
His employees wouldn't even know about the change in his single status, except for the fact that Marsh had once come into the office, and it had apparently been very clear that Oliver and him had something going on. The truth was they hadn't been involved at the time, but the connection had certainly been there.
Who fell in love with two men? Apparently he did, but it had taken all three of them to realize there was nothing wrong with it.
He wouldn't change anything about his relationship with the men. Well, except for the fact that he still needed to hide the fact that he was with both of them. Society kind of frowned on that. He didn't even want to think about what would happen if some of his more conservative clients found out.
Speaking of clients... here he was, with a cancelled audit and a full day ahead of him. Picking up his phone, he quickly dialed a very familiar number, listening to the faint ringing on the other end.
"Horsfall Ranch." The voice was deep, reverberating through the phone line.
Oliver let out a little moan.
"That you, baby?" If possible, the voice got deeper.
He laughed. "What if it had been someone else?"
Marshall chuckled. "I know your moan. I heard it this morning, remember?"
"Want to hear it again in, oh, about three hours? Give or take."
"What happened?"
"Client cancelled."
"But you're already out there, aren't you?"
"Hey, it happens. I'm turning around now, though, so I decided to play hooky for the rest of the day."
"Well, that's just about perfect. I think I can convince my boss to let me have the day off too."
"And Bay?" Not that he didn't mind doing things with one or the other, but it had been a few days at least since their last double date. Okay, so he was a bit of a manwhore who wanted to be fucked by both his men. Sue him.
"I'll see what I can do, baby. Drive safe."
"I will. See you soon."
Oliver hung up, smiling at the thought of seeing his men again.

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