Monday, 6 October 2014

Witches and Lycans.. Oh my! #newrelease @KEavenshade #nft @evernightpub

Oh I do love a good Naughty Fairytale, and I have a delicious Monday treat for you today. Kastil is here to tell you about the newest addition to Evernight Publishing's fabulous Naughty Fairytale line. Enjoy!

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Thanks for helping me spread the word on my latest naughty release. This is more than naughty by title. I really ramped it up a notch with Witches & Lycans.

I traveled back in time to 1966 to base this story in a small town of Beowulf Hollow. Fictitious all the way, the town is nestled between mountains and the kind of place young lovers aspire to move out of. Enter Susan Gretel and John Hansel—Just a couple of swingers looking for one far out party before they go back to college. Except the soirĂ©e doesn't go as planned. Along comes some bipedal werewolves, a mysterious man wielding flintlocks pistols, and a whole lot of chaos underneath the stars. Mix in some sexual awakening and you've got the makings of a hot story brimming with twists and turns. Ready for the ride?  


Blurb: John Hansel and Susan Gretel are spending their summer break back in Beowulf Hollow. Not that they have a choice, since their parents are footing the bill for college. With one year left until they get their degree, the couple decides to partake in one more swinger's party outside of town, being held at a closed campground.
Susan's got her eye on local bad boy David. A past partner, she knows what to expect from his lustful nature. That her boyfriend, John, gets a kick out of watching just makes it more enjoyable for her. But she finds out that David's more than a sexual beast in the sack.
Armed with nothing but innate powers she never knew she possessed and her lover John, Susan's got to fight back a threat bearing down on Beowulf Hollow. An evil that manifests every twenty-five years has come back again to lay waste to the sleepy little town in the backwoods of Pennsylvania. One that starts with a pair of grey eyes belonging to a man who knows every intimate inch of her flesh—David.
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Excerpt:
She reached the edge of the clearing and entered the forest. She'd skirt the outside and watch as the others mingled. The incense burning, while pleasant, was starting to fog her brain. Her fingertips danced along the bushes. Shivers ran down her spine as a cool breeze tickled her skin. A strong, possessive grip caught her from behind.

"Change your mind about Tim?" David licked her lobe.

"No." She moaned as his hands slipped up her blouse and rested on her left breast.

"You think he's going to be able to handle you like me? He's just a pup." He tweaked her nipple.

"Playing alpha dog again, David?" She chuckled before sucking in a deep breath as David's other hand possessed her right breast. He'd always treated these swinger retreats like the men were a pack of wild animals that needed to be tamed. Only David could have a pick of the bitches like some odd commune. He watches too many macho movies and needs to be brought down to size.

Yet, her body never listened when she tried to control the situation.

"He's watching this, you know. I told him I'd show him how a man handles a woman like you." His tongue lapped at her throat.

"Tim?" She tried to take offense to his crass wording, but his hand traveled the length of her belly and shoved her skirt down. Fully exposed to the air, she couldn't deny the moisture evident below. He swiped his thumb against it and hovered the digit in front of her. Her tongue darted out, tasting her sticky sweet arousal. His cock rubbed along the crack of her ass. She took his thumb into her mouth and sucked. Not only had he followed her into the woods, David had done it completely naked.

"No. I am the alpha dog." He removed his thumb and stuck his middle finger between her moistened nether lips. "And you're the best fuck I've ever had."

Words wouldn't form on her lips. All the times she'd had sex with David worked to his advantage. Each inch of her skin was known to him. He could never have her, but he owned her nonetheless.

"On your knees," he demanded.

She dropped to his command, his thick length bobbing in front of her face. Hers to caress and manipulate, she wrapped her lips around the head. David thrust in, his hand fisted in her hair. With slow precision, he fucked her mouth. She cupped and massaged his balls, but he didn't speed up. Her coaxing did not give her the upper hand as it had before. No, his plan was slow torture, hovering between teasing and full arousal. Another shadow fell over her.



Sunday, 5 October 2014

#SexySnippets from Her Bear Protector "You're wet right now, aren't you..." #comingsoon @sirenboookstrand #shifter #bdsm



Happy Sunday, folks. Today's sexy snippets come from my upcoming release Her Bear Protector. To set the scene, Tina has just found out that the man she's been secretively lusting after is a bear, and also a Dom. She's just addressed him as Sir, and was unsure of his reaction, so Ronan decides to push her a bit, and he tells her exactly what hearing that title does to him....

(eight sentences, forgive me)


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“It makes me want to rip that shirt off you, use it to tie your arms, and then bend you over this bar. I’d rip that sexy underwear off you with my teeth, and then spank that luscious ass of yours until it was as pink as your cunt. Then I’d feast on the cream running down your legs, tunnel into your hole, and make you come by using my tongue and fingers—several times—until you beg me to stop. And then, if you’re a very good girl, I’d let you have my cock. I’d run it through your wet slit, teasing you, until you’re about ready to explode, and then I’d take you. You’ll be tight and wet, and you’ll milk my cock, like the good little subbie you are, wouldn’t you? You’re wet right now, aren’t you? You cunt is clenching, waiting to be filled by me.”




From the minute Ronan Bernhard roars into Tina Snowdon’s sleepy village on his Harley, he inhabits her thoughts and dreams. The inked mountain rescue biker is a sex-on-legs hunk, and her knickers aren’t the only ones that melt in a flash at his wicked smile.
Ronan, however, keeps his distance and simply becomes another client of her cleaning firm, until the morning she turns up and finds his cottage trashed, and her life is turned upside down.
Bear Shifter Ronan recognises his mate the minute he scents her. Having her clean for him means he can watch over her from afar, because to claim her as his mate and sub is out of the question.
As the village protector he has responsibilities he can’t ignore—duties that will place Tina in grave danger—even if she were able to accept not only his bear, but also his darker desires.
The morning she finds him injured, his bear takes over…  

Releases October 21st

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Do check out the other Authors participating today, and why not join us next week? Sexy Snippets are seven sexy sentences taken from a work in progress or published work.

Saturday, 4 October 2014

Spotlight on Warlock's Mistress by Jessica Coulter Smith #newrelease @evernightpub

Happy Saturday, folks. If you're looking for a hot weekend read, then look no more. Check out this fab new release!

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Warlock’s Mistress (Loves Spell #2)
by Jessica Coulter Smith

Published by Evernight Publishing
ISBN #9781772330359
Length: Novella
Price: $3.99

Evernight   Amazon   ARe  
About the Book:

Seraphine Bishop, enchanted by a sorcerer in the 1800’s, has been by Jared Blaylock’s side for over a hundred years. As his mistress. But things are changing, Jared has been pulling away, distancing himself, and Seraphine wants to know why. They’ve been together for so long, has he finally tired of her?

Jared aches to be near Seraphine, his destined mate, but he must pull away to save her. A fairy prince has laid claim to her, wanting her for his bride. Unless Jared can find a way to change the prince’s mind, he’ll lose Seraphine forever.

Be Warned: bondage


Excerpt:

Seraphine Bishop watched with narrowed eyes as her lover pulled on his clothes. Was it her imagination or did he always seem to be in a hurry to run out the door these days? It seemed she was good enough to fuck, but not good enough to cuddle. That hadn’t always been the case. She’d been Jared Blaylock’s mistress since 1895, when he’d found her roaming the streets, half starved, without a penny to her name and without hope of surviving until tomorrow. A sorcerer had taken a shine to her and had cast a spell over her, freezing her in time and giving her the gift of eternal life, except he’d grown tired of her after a few months and had thrown her out. Jared had found her and given her a new life, except he hadn’t been Jared then. He’d changed names many times over the centuries, with very few people knowing his original name—Lord William Stratham. Her warlock was over five hundred years old, but still looked like a sexy thirty-five.

In all these years, Jared had always been attentive, lavishing her with attention and affection, but for the past month, it had been like being with a stranger. He still came to her, spent an hour or two in her bed, then ran for the door as if hellhounds were nipping at his heels and he couldn’t wait to be rid of her. Why he hadn’t thrown her out, she didn’t understand. It was obvious he’d grown tired of her. Really, she’d expected it to happen a lot sooner. They’d been together for over a hundred years. She’d been waiting for the day he’d crossed paths with his mate and end their affair. Seraphine wondered if perhaps that’s what had happened and he just didn’t know how to tell her, or wasn’t ready to let her go just yet. The question was how much longer was she going to put up with it in silence? She’d been quiet so far, taking his rejection as best she could, but it was grating on her nerves. Things were still hot between them, there was obviously still something there, but he didn’t seem to want to acknowledge it.

Jared paused at the bedroom door. His auburn hair fell across his forehead and into his eyes, hiding their green depths from her. She wondered if he was going to say something, tell her it was over, that he wouldn’t be back, but he turned away from her, twisted the knob, and left without a word. Her heart ached and she fought back tears at the cold dismissal. She shouldn’t have let her heart get involved in the first place. She was in his life for one purpose and one purpose only. As his mistress, she didn’t have the luxury of falling in love with him. Unfortunately, her heart had other ideas.

Not for the first time, she wondered if she should shackle him to her bed. Of course, he could always use magick to get away—unless she used spelled cuffs. Now there was a thought. She could make a game of it, draw him into her web so to speak, then after allowing him to give her a mind-blowing orgasm or two, she could torture the information out of him. What had changed? Why was he different? What was he hiding? If he wanted to play games, she’d play, but by her own rules.

About the Author:
Jessica lives in a world where warlocks, shapeshifters and fairies exist, and everyone deserves a happy ending -- from tragic vampires finally finding love after centuries of being alone, to super hunky womanizing werewolves finding their destined mate –- it’s all in a day’s work.
Unable to find a werewolf of her very own, she decided to marry someone who thinks he’s one -– minus howling at the full moon, fleas, and a rousing game of chase-the-mailman. Okay, so he sometimes howls at the full moon.
When she isn't writing, Jessica enjoys spending time with her family, reading (mostly romance), or going to the beach. She’s especially fond of bookstores and Starbucks! 
Jessica loves to hear from her fans! You may email her at JessicaCoulterSmith@yahoo.com or visit her on Facebook.


Friday, 3 October 2014

Happy 4th Birthday Evernight Publishing #BDayBashBlogHop @evernightpub #winPrizesgalore





Roll out the Red Carpet ~ Evernight Celebrates Four Years of Publishing! #BDayBashBlogHop


Join authors, bloggers and reviewers as we take a RED CARPET tour featuring Evernight's smart and sexy books. Slip on your virtual stilettos and walk the red carpet of award winning titles, spectacular reviews and paparazzi style interviews.

Be sure to visit every stop on the tour where you can enter for a chance to win great prizes, including a new eReader, gift certificates, swag, books and much more!

Don't forget to visit the Evernight Publishing website where all eBooks are 50% off through October 13th!


Now I turn the spotlight on my smart and sexy series...



Book four in the series has just released, and my heroine is in for The Bear Treatment....



Intrigued?

Here's the Blurb:

There’s nothing quite like being dumped by another good-for-nothing boyfriend to focus a girl’s mind. Fun has been missing from Louisa’s life for far too long, and a bit of wax play at the spa-with-a-difference is just what she needs to take her mind off her birthday.

What can possibly go wrong? It’s not as though the man she’s been secretly lusting after for years would turn up and see her in all of her wobbly bits glory, or give her one mind blowing orgasm after the other, is it?

That would mean she is getting the bear treatment. You know the one—ends up being mated to one droolworthy, dominant, bear shifter—and ticks off the council no end. One thing’s for certain. After this birthday nothing will be the same again.

Be Warned: BDSM, spanking, wax play, anal play




Available from Evernight  Amazon  Amazon UK  ARe  Bookstrand

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Answer my question in the comment section for a chance to win (be sure to include your email address):

* Your choice of an Amazon Kindle Fire HD or Kobo Arc 7
* $100 Amazon GC
* $50 Evernight GC
* My blog prize: One winner will get the first three books in this series (or three of my other Evernight Titles if you already own the series)


Question: 

If you had the chance for your very own kind of Treatment... which would you choose, and
what kind of  shifter would you like to... errr... administer it?

*winks*

Hop to the next stop!

Till next time, stay naughty, folks

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Flash Fiction Friday - Home #FFF

The happiest of Fridays to you all.  Enjoy today's flash.




He heard the giggles halfway up the corridor, and Lucas couldn’t suppress his own grin as he shouldered the door open. A pillow missed his head by a smidgen, and the breakfast tray in his hands wobbled precariously, as he instinctively ducked out of the way.
Another cushion fell on the floor, and his unruly subs froze.
Lucas put the tray down and hid his smile at their identical guilty expressions.
“Nice to see I was missed,” he said.
Janine squealed and threw herself into his arms. Catching her easily, he looked over her head at Trev.

“Welcome home, Sir.”

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Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story from the provided picture prompt. Do check out the other flashers. You won't be disappointed. :-)

Till next week, folks.
D x

Thursday, 2 October 2014

Spotlight on Southern Drawl @AuthorPaigeW #newrelease @evernightpub #rotg

I have the lovely Paige Warren on my blog today with her new release, Southern Drawl.

Check it out :-)

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Southern Drawl

(Bryson Corners #2)



Available at Evernight & Amazon



About the Book:

Carson Benson has wanted to be a cop for as long as he can remember, but there are some days that he doesn’t like his job. Like the day he gets called out for a domestic disturbance and finds a battered woman and terrified child. What Carson didn’t realize was that it would be a turning point in his life.

Peaches Malone and her daughter Daisy are very important to Carson, and he’ll do anything to protect them. Including taking them home—to his home, where he can watch over them. And if Peaches feels that same spark he feels when he looks into her eyes, all the better.

An Excerpt…
Carson nursed his beer, staring out across the crowd while he waited on his brother to show. He was surprised Drew was going to peel himself away from Lexie long enough to hang out at the bar for a while. His brother had taken fewer rodeo trips lately, since discovering Lexie was pregnant, so now when he rode he really had to make it count. Carson wondered how long it would be before his big brother decided to get a ‘real’ job––something closer to home.
Carson had followed the rodeo for a bit, but it really wasn’t his scene. All those women, wanting to sleep with a winner… He shook his head. Nope. Not his scene at all. When he was with a woman, he didn’t want to wonder who had come before him, possibly within an hour or two. He’d had a few relationships over the years, but nothing in a while. His poor dick hadn’t had any action, other than his hand, for months now. Ever since they’d made their permanent home base in Bryson Corners, he’d been alone.
He didn’t think it had anything to do with his mixed heritage. If his brother was any proof, women couldn’t care less that he was half-black. And if anything, Lexie seemed to love Drew even more because of it. She claimed it made him different, and sexy. Carson grimaced. Sexy was not how he wanted to picture his brother.
Drew eased up to the table. “You supposed to be drinking while wearing that badge?”
Carson glanced down at the badge clipped to his belt. Hell, he’d forgotten all about it. He plucked it off the belt and shoved it into his pocket. His job was still new to him, but he loved it.
“At least I ain’t on the clock,” Carson said.
“Chief Lumley would tear into your ass if he saw you drinking while wearing that badge,” Drew said. “You can’t afford to fuck up with this job. I know it’s something you’ve wanted for a while.”
Carson shrugged. “I just forgot about it. I’m not used to wearing it yet. If I was still in my uniform, I mighta remembered. Got called out after hours, so I just grabbed the badge on my way out the door.”
“You like the job so far?”
Carson nodded. “It ain’t quite what I expected, but it’s a good job. I got to help a lady the other day when she was broken down on the side of the road. Felt good.”
“And how are things on a more personal front?” Drew asked. “You haven’t dated anyone since we moved here.”
“No one interesting, I guess. The women around here are a little too independent for my taste. I want a woman I can take care of. Someone who will lean on me, not boss me around and go out drinking with her friends every Friday night, ogling half the cowboys in town.”
Drew grinned. “In other words, you don’t want Lexie’s friend, Shelly.”
Carson snorted. “Not hardly. Guess I’m just old-fashioned. I’m not saying I don’t want her to think for herself, because I do. I just want her to need me.”
“Lexie’s a strong woman, but she needs me, even if she won’t admit it half the time. But I get what you’re saying. You want someone quiet, someone who will come to you when they get into trouble.”
“Yeah, I guess that’s what I want.”
“She’s out there somewhere, Carson. You’ll find her. Probably not sitting in this bar, but you’ll find her.”

About the Author:

Paige Warren spends her days weaving tales about alpha male cowboys and the women who love them. There's nothing hotter than a man in tight Wranglers and a pair of well-worn boots. You have to admit, there's something sexy about a man who knows how to use a rope!

A cat lover, she has more than one furbaby running around, keeping her company in the wee hours of the morning as she tries to find just the right way to say "His skin gleamed, the early morning rays caressing his sun bronzed flesh, as he studied her from beneath the brim of his Stetson." Or, you know, something similar.

When Paige isn't dolling out tons of affection on the furbabies, or slurping down a pot of coffee (Yes! A whole pot!) so she can get in her daily word count, she enjoys reading and watching movies - romances, usually.
Author Links:
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Wednesday, 1 October 2014

#MWTease from Her Bear Protector "Here, taste what you do to me." #comingsoon @sirenbookstrand #shifter #bdsm



Happy middle of the week to you, folks. It's time to tease you again, thanks to the fabulous Sandra Bunino who brings us motley crew together every week.

I'm going to share a hot little tease from my upcoming release Her Bear Protector this week. It's the start of a new Para BDSM series, which is set for release October 21st, and it's a good reason to show off my fabulous cover. You might have heard me squeal when I got it.

So, without further ado, here is your tease. Ronan has his mate nicely at his mercy...

 Usual warning applies, folks.

Blood rushed in her ears and she yanked at her restraints, but it was useless.
“Sir?” She hated the wobble in her voice, but where was he?
“I’m right here, babe. I can see you, and let me tell you, the sight of you bound and naked to do with as I please makes me so damn hard. I might have to jack off to make this last.”
Tina moaned at the mental images that brought to mind, and Ronan chuckled. The bed dipped again and he ran his hands up and down her arms and over her breasts. He rolled her nipples between his fingers and pulled. Tina gasped and arched her back into his touch. Every roll and pluck made her pussy clench, and she couldn’t help her moan of need.
“Yes, you like that, don’t you? Such sensitive nipples. I wonder what you will make of these.” Something cold touched her nipples, to be replaced by his mouth. Ronan suckled hard and then attached something to her hard peak. Tina went rigid when he tightened the tension.
“Sir, please, that hurts.”
He stopped whatever it was he was doing immediately and some of the pressure on her nipple eased.
“Color?”
“Yellow.” She squirmed to try and get away from the tight feeling around her nipple and he loosened it further, until she could breathe easily again.
“How about now, babe?”
It was on the tip of her tongue to cry yellow again, if not red, but actually there was no need. It felt strange, but it didn’t hurt anymore, and she took a deep breath and murmured, “Green, Sir.”
“Good girl.” The obvious approval in his deep voice sent waves of heated arousal across her skin. She would just about do anything to please him, she realized with a start.
His mouth closed around her other nipple and she squirmed anew as he suckled that nub until it felt hugely distended. Tina clenched her thighs together to relieve the ache in her pussy, and he blew across her nipple. It felt cold against her slick skin, and this time when he clamped whatever it was on that side, she welcomed the slight pinch. He adjusted it to just the right pressure and Tina slipped a little deeper into the sensations assaulting her.
“If only you could see yourself, babe. Those are nipple clamps, linked by a chain, and if I do this…” Something tugged at her nipples at the same time, and Tina arched her back and moaned. Oh lord, that felt way too good. Tiny shards of pain skittered from her nipples in an invisible line to her clit, and she panted her arousal.
Ronan’s chuckle sunk into her consciousness like molten chocolate, and his next words sent her on fire.
“You look so fucking sexy, babe. I’ve got my cock in my hand and I’m stroking it for you. My fingers are wet with my pre-cum. Here, taste what you do to me.”
He ran his fingers along the seam of her mouth, and Tina opened eagerly. His unique salty musk exploded on her taste buds, and she sucked the digits further into her mouth. Ronan groaned, the bed dipped, and she needed no encouragement to open her legs wide. Instead of taking her however like she expected him to do, something cold hit the inside of her thigh and she yelped in surprise. He withdrew his fingers and surprise turned into a moan when that thing started to vibrate and Ronan held it right over her clit. Pleasure surged and her hips bucked upward to get closer to those delicious vibrations. Her orgasm build in ever tighter circles, and just as she was about to fly off that cliff, the vibrations stopped.
Tina yanked at her restraints and swore.
“Fuck, noooooo, damn it.”
A swat to her thigh was her reward, and Ronan’s voice held an edge of steel.
“Such foul language from my girl. I think she needs something else to occupy that mouth.”
Before she could even grasp his intentions, the bed dipped next to her head, and he hooked his finger into her mouth to force it open. His scent enveloped her when he pushed his cock past her lips, and Tina eagerly opened wider.
Her scalp stung, as Ronan wrapped his hands into her hair and fucked her mouth. It took mere moments for his cock to pulse and for the first drops of his cum to hit the back of her throat.
Tina swallowed, but Ronan pulled out and the hot splashes of his seed hit her breasts instead. Ronan’s bear roared with so much intensity the bed shook, and Tina’s stomach clenched in need. Fire raced through her veins, and then Ronan kissed her with so much heated intensity it left her in no doubt of his feelings. He kissed a path along her jaw and down her neck, where he suckled the sensitive skin with enough force to leave a hickey.
“You look so fucking hot dripping in my cum. You’re mine, Tina, and I want everyone to know that.” The growled words sent her pussy into spasms, and when he clicked the vibrator back on, Tina screamed as her orgasm raced through her.





From the minute Ronan Bernhard roars into Tina Snowdon’s sleepy village on his Harley, he inhabits her thoughts and dreams. The inked mountain rescue biker is a sex-on-legs hunk, and her knickers aren’t the only ones that melt in a flash at his wicked smile.
Ronan, however, keeps his distance and simply becomes another client of her cleaning firm, until the morning she turns up and finds his cottage trashed, and her life is turned upside down.
Bear Shifter Ronan recognises his mate the minute he scents her. Having her clean for him means he can watch over her from afar, because to claim her as his mate and sub is out of the question.
As the village protector he has responsibilities he can’t ignore—duties that will place Tina in grave danger—even if she were able to accept not only his bear, but also his darker desires.
The morning she finds him injured, his bear takes over…    

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Stay naughty, folks, and don't forget to check out the other teasers. As ever thanks to the awesome Sandra Bunino for putting us all together every week.

Why not join us next week? You can sign up on Sandra's blog HERE.

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