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Catching Faete (Beyond The Veil #4) by Elena Kincaid, Maia Dylan and Sarah Marsh

Catching FaetePublished by Evernight Publishing

Cover Art by Jay Aheer

MFM ménage paranormal romance

Blurb:

They say that when one door closes another shall open, but when Erica made her choice to stop a madman, she couldn’t have imagined the price that she would have to pay. The future she’d risked everything for had just changed forever.

The existence of the Dark Fae and their Goddess comes as a shock, but the fates had one more surprise in store for Erica and her mates in the form of orphaned twin babies who steal their hearts, but these children are not like the Fae Erica is familiar with. They come with powers that she and her husbands know nothing about. Dark Fae council will watch over them to decide if they are capable of raising the twins, making Ben, Erica and Leo feel the pressure of having their every move scrutinized.

When the twin’s dark powers begin to emerge, will one Fae Queen and two warrior shifters have what it takes to navigate the uncertain waters of parenting? …and will the Dark Fae council decide to let them try?

Purchase Links:

Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/catching-faete-by-elena-kincaid-maia-dylan-and-sarah-marsh/

Amazon US: https://www.amzn.com/B0719JM2Z4

Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B0719JM2Z4

Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/catching-faete-mfm

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Excerpt:

Erica stopped in the doorway and turned to look back at her sleeping babies. The Goddesses truly did work in mysterious ways, she thought. She might not have had the pleasure of birthing the twins, but they were hers. She knew it with everything in her. They were hers!

“Come on, love,” Ben whispered in her ear as he urged her to lean back against him. “Leave them to dream of all the mischief and grief they will cause us over the next few decades. Now that they’re asleep, let’s make the most of this time we have alone.”

Heat swirled within her, and she nodded. They had been Mommy, Poppa, and Daddy all day. Now it was time for Mommy to get her some.

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Leo had gone on ahead to the bedroom and lit all the candles they had, creating a golden glow that made Erica look radiant when she entered moments later with Ben. The smile on her face when she looked his way still made his heart skip a beat, just as it had the very first moment he’d seen her. He would swear that if he didn’t have a shifter’s strength, the sheer joy he’d felt since bringing the babies home and seeing Erica blossom as a mother would have made his heart explode.

He couldn’t have anticipated how two small little beings could instantly repair the gaping hole that had been ripped into their souls when the Goddess Allyria had told them the price they would pay for Alefric’s demise. But here they were, starting a new journey together, albeit, this one filled with much less danger, and much more need for an endless supply of wet wipes, but certainly just as important as anything Leo had ever done in his life previous. They would love and protect these children, and they would raise them to be the kind of people who made both sides of the Veil a better place.

“You look so resolved right now, Leo. What are you thinking about?” Erica stopped in front of him to gently caress his cheek with her hand.

“Just about how lucky we are … and how lucky you’re about to get.” He leaned in to kiss her as he landed a quick smack to her jean covered ass that made her yelp and laugh into his mouth.

“Now we’re talking,” Ben said. He quickly shucked off his own jeans and stepped up behind Erica to unbutton her top, revealing her soft, perfect breasts. He gently pulled back her wrists, using her top as a makeshift rope to bind them behind her. “How do you want it tonight, baby?”

Leo could tell from the quick increase in her breathing that she was in the mood for something a little edgier than “sweet” tonight.

“Mmm, I think I know exactly what our naughty little mate is looking for, don’t I, baby?” He cocked one eyebrow at her, and her eyes grew hooded as she bit down on her lower lip, indicating that she knew exactly the type of evening he had in mind. “Ben, get on the bed, sitting with your back against the headboard. You, my love, strip off those clothes for me, now.”

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About Maia Dylan:

Maia Dylan lives, loves and works in beautiful New Zealand.  She married her best friend and they have two adorable, but stubborn children who obviously take after their father.

Maia’s career has featured a lot of travel, and she has filled her time at airports and in the air with books, books and more books.  Her love of erotic paranormal romance has seen her amass a huge library.  She has been an avid reader and lover of ménage romances since she read her first book in this genre about three years ago.

Outside of writing, Maia loves to eat, so she loves to cook!  Her herb garden is legendary, but she still has issues getting tomatoes to grow.  She’s been a performer for years, and has even sung on international stages, she would love to own a classic Ford Mustang one day and of course have the opportunity to race it on a race track without fear of a speeding ticket.

Although ultimately her dream is to be able to write full time on a sandy beach with a Mai Tai at hand, she is quite happy to fit her writing in when she can.  As long as someone reads her books, gets a laugh and maybe come to love her characters and much as she does, then she feels that she is living her dreams no matter what!

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About Sarah Marsh:

Sarah Marsh was born in British Columbia where she still lives. She has only recently began her writing career, finding it the perfect outlet for taking the edge off a nine to five office job. She’s been a science fiction and romance junkie for years and when her imagination started to take the characters she’d read about even further in their adventures, she decided to try writing something of her own.

Sarah’s also a former pastry chef and spends a lot of time cooking and baking for friends and family as well as painting and knitting. Her biggest weaknesses are animals of any kind … she even loves the ones that wake you up at four in the morning because they can almost see the bottom of their food dish.

When it comes to life in general, she’s a big believer that laughter is the best medicine and that there’s no such thing as too much love, which is why she’s such a sucker for a happy ending.

Author links:

Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/sarah-marsh

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/author/sarahmarshfiction

Blog: http://sarahmarshfiction.com/

Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/sarahmarshfiction/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/SM_fiction

Facebook Street Team link: https://www.facebook.com/groups/955387561187276/

 

About Elena Kincaid:

Elena Kincaid is an award winning author. She writes Erotic Paranormal and Contemporary MFM and MF Romances. She developed a passion for reading and writing at an early age and loves to write what she loves to read and that is usually romance with a paranormal twist. Her desk is constantly cluttered with journals, sticky notes, and torn out pieces of paper full of ideas.

She was born in Ukraine and raised in New York, where she currently lives with her daughter. She graduated college with a BFA in creative writing and In addition to writing, she also started a graphic design business a few years after graduating. When not working, Elena loves to spend time with her family, travel the globe, curl up with a good book, and catch up on her soaps.

Author Links:

Blog: http://elenakincaid.blogspot.com/

Website: http://www.elenakincaid.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/elenakincaid1

FB Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/elenakincaidthree

FB Beyond The Veil series: https://www.facebook.com/BeyondTheVeilSeries/

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7060236.Elena_Kincaid

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Elena-Kincaid/e/B011IOY3KE

Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/elena-kincaid/

Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/elena-kincaid

Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/ekincaid0582/

Street Team: https://www.facebook.com/groups/955387561187276/

Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCIxZQdZPqoNPTPMi03LrbKQ

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The Allure of Priests by Torrance Sené (@torrancesene)

Thanks for having me! Since my book deals with a taboo subject, I thought I would talk a little bit about the forbidden and why it’s so alluring.

First off, fiction is a medium that lets us explore hidden pieces of ourselves, especially our sexuality. As such, I don’t feel kink should be watered down in stories. To water it down perpetuates the notion that we should feel shame for what arouses us, especially if those things are taboo or forbidden. The beauty of fiction is that it allows us to dabble in things we might not be interested in within our reality.

Erotic writing is a vital branch of sexual expression. Just because something remains a fantasy, doesn’t mean it should be ignored or repressed. Knowing what arouses us and being able to articulate it helps to increase communication with our partners and ourselves, and it can also lead to more satisfying sexual experiences.

The topic of my anthology is priest erotic romance, let me list out some reasons why the theme pulls me in:

#1 – They Are Off Limits

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If you tell me I’m not supposed to have or want something, it’s only going to make me want it more. That’s human nature, my friends. People of the cloth are attractive because they are supposed to be removed from earthly desires. Sex is mostly seen as something unclean within Christianity. The idea of “corrupting” the chaste and having them struggle against their vows is ridiculously enticing to me. I love the juxtaposition of sin and holiness, exploring where divinity and blasphemy collide between love and lust.

#2 – They Wear Uniforms

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I mean, come on. Who doesn’t love a monochrome (often tailored) outfit? Okay, part of this for me is the fact that Hollywood keeps putting incredibly sexy men in dog collars. Dominic Cooper. Jared Padalecki. Ewan McGregor. Lee Pace. James Norton. Luke Macfarlane. I could go on… So really, it isn’t my fault… *shifty eyes, smirks*

Would it shock you all to know I have a thing for cops too? Probably not lol.

#3 – Ritualism

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The ritualism and protocol of Catholicism, in particular, reminds me a lot of D/s. The shepherd, the mentor, the teacher, the gentle or chastising hand that leads you to be the best you can be… Tell me that’s not the same as a Dominant? The kneeling, the supplication, the service to something outside of yourself… There’s where we find our submissive. It’s alluring and sensual to me and lends itself beautifully to roleplay and fantasy.

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Sacred and Profane

Ten stories of temptation, romance, and blasphemy featuring Sonni de Soto, Piper Denna, Torrance Sené, Charlotte French, Bronwyn Green, Leandra Vane, Mira Stanley, Jordan Monroe, H K Carlton, and Jillian Boyd.

Not even men of the cloth are exempt from God’s greatest gift: Love. In Sacred and Profane: Priest Erotic Romance, you’ll find stories of clergymen stepping outside their vows, pastors weaving divinity into their seductions, nuns and parishioners confessing to their body’s every earthly desire, and more.

Are you aroused by the blasphemous dance of sex and religion? The dangerous edge of eroticism contained within submission to something beyond oneself? The taboo juxtaposition of holy and sensual? Then Sacred and Profane welcomes you.

I’m giving away a copy of the ebook and a $10 Amazon gift card here!

Sacred & Profane: Priest Erotic Romance

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Lucy’s Review:

This is, for sure, an intriguing theme for an anthology and one I was very interested to explore. On the whole, I enjoyed it. As with pretty much all anthologies, there were some stories and writing styles that I liked better than others, but that’s just a matter of personal taste. The stories I did enjoy were super-hot and super-naughty, and all will no doubt appeal to fans of the taboo. The only downside for me was that perhaps the theme was a little bit too niche, because some of the stories felt quite similar.

New Beginnings by L.M. Somerton (@lmsomerton)

There’s a line in a song by rock band The Editors, “Some things should be simple; even an end has a start”, which has resonated with me recently as I come to the end of a book series. Tales from The Edge consists of eight books and four free short stories and began almost four years ago with Reaching The Edge. The main characters, Olly and Joe, have inhabited my head ever since and letting go has proved anything but simple. I wish they were real – they’d make really good friends and I think a night out with them might be an adventure!

I didn’t want to write a never-ending series where readers forget what the whole premise was about and characters become formulaic caricatures. That’s boring for the reader and the writer. But, I never imagined how involved readers would become with the fictional lives of a group of kinky, loving men who overcome their problems with the help of friendship, perseverance and a healthy dose of snark.

Whilst writing Tales from The Edge, I frequently found myself accidentally creating characters with the potential for stories of their own, so I may have to indulge in a few more short freebies when the urge takes me! In the meantime, the final book in the series sows the seed for a new set of stories I’ll also be starting this year. So the end really is a start. Thanks so much for hosting me. xx

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Driven to The Edge

“So, fans of the Tales from The Edge series, buckle up. Here is the next story that you’ve been waiting for. And those new to the series, it’s never too late to start. You won’t be sorry. This is one of my favorite m/m, BDSM series. Enjoy!”  Becky Condit for USA Today.

Scorched Edges

“The characters are intelligent, spirited, and needless to say smoking hot.  Between danger and drama Scorched Edges has it all.  This series consistently gives readers smoldering, sensual, and engaging stories to enjoy.  Scorched Edges is another must read.” Joyfully Reviewed.

Rough Around the Edges

“The sex…HOLY COW! I love how Harry takes charge – his Dom juju made my heart beat faster.”  Inked Rainbow Reads

A Double-Edged Sword

“This pair have love, respect and honesty to help them through and ‘contract’ their new relationship. The story was real, the secondary characters important and the sex was sizzling!”  Prism Book Alliance

Dancing on the Edge

“Sensual dominance rules the day in Dancing on the Edge where desire sets the standard in tasteful erotic love play.”  Joyfully Reviewed

Living on the Edge

“Living on the Edge is Yummy! This quick read is loaded with great characters, sizzling M/M sex, and engaging twists.”  Jeep Diva

Reaching the Edge

“Oh, and Olly? My favorite character. God he’s just a freaking dervish. He’s like a Gremlin. Don’t feed him sugar. EVER. You’ll see.”  Mrs Condit & Friends

Series Blurb

The Edge is a training company with a difference. It’s weekend clients come for classes in bondage and domination, not team building and problem solving. The management, staff and customers of The Edge do not lead boring lives. In fact they have a habit of getting themselves into all kinds of trouble. Put dominant, possessive alpha males together with bratty, loveable submissives and sparks are bound to fly. Tales from The Edge are their stories.

Blurb for Binding the Edges (Book #8 in the series)

Never let go of the one you love.

After recent traumatic events, Olly is finding it hard to get his head around what happened. While he tries to deal with a maelstrom of emotions, renovations at The Edge are in full flow, alongside preparations for tenth anniversary celebrations. Joe, his Dom, recognizes Olly’s delicate state of mind and does his best to reassure him. A trip to the New Forest with their friends, Aiden and Heath, helps the healing process.

Returning home, Olly and Aiden focus on preparations for the party. When Aiden is called away, Olly takes a walk to clear his head, keeping his eye on a brewing storm. To his horror, he discovers Mark Vickery, an old enemy, has landed on the island by boat and is out for revenge.

With Olly missing and the storm raging, Joe, Heath and Aiden set out on a rescue mission that unfolds in a way none of them expected. Can the storm wash away the past or will Olly and Joe’s future be destroyed by a twist of fate?

Binding the Edges

Excerpt from Binding the Edges

Olly tilted his head back to get a proper look at Joe’s face. Joe’s expression gave no indication of remorse or guilt, just his usual serene certainty that everything was under control. His control. He pressed a finger against Olly’s lips preventing him from forming them into a pout.

“Who knows what’s best for you, sweetheart?”

Olly ducked his head, escaping Joe’s finger. “You do, Sir.” In Olly’s mind, nothing was more certain. Joe only ever acted in Olly’s best interest, even to his own detriment. “But you don’t have to worry about me.”

“That’s for me to decide, Oliver. After everything you’ve been through recently I didn’t want you to be on your own.”

“Because you’re a psychologist and you were analyzing me?” Olly asked.

“No, because you needed a friend. I know what you’d do if you had too much time on your own to think. You’d mull over every detail of what happened and start to blame yourself, wish you’d handled things differently. Then you’d start worrying about all the what ifs with that creative imagination of yours, and end up having nightmares for weeks.”

“You know me too well, Sir.” Olly nuzzled against Joe’s chest, absorbing his warmth.

“I have better things to do with you in bed than watch you toss and turn in your sleep.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“So no sulking with Aiden. He’s a good friend.”

“The best. Now I understand why he didn’t run away when I interrogated him about what he and Heath got up to last night. I think you did me a favor, Sir.”

“That grin is far too wicked. I suspect you need to be punished.” “Ooh, yes please!”

“But you have packing to finish because we need to get on the road if we’re going to make it to Hampshire in time for dinner.”

“You’re no fun, Sir.” Olly was torn between wanting to play with Joe and his curiosity about their destination. He would also get to see Carey and Alistair. Maybe some of his other friends, too. “What do you want me to take?”

Joe gave him a curious glance. The press of Joe’s fingers under his chin tilted Olly’s head back. “This isn’t like you. Usually you’d have two enormous suitcases stuffed to bursting by now. What’s going on?”

“Sorry, Sir.” Tears that seemed to come all too quickly stung Olly’s eyes.

“Hey, now. None of that.” Joe kissed away a tear. “Are you having a tough time making decisions at the moment?”

Olly nodded. He worried that if he spoke he’d have a full-on nuclear meltdown. “Well, it’s a good job you have me, isn’t it?”

Olly bobbed his head, feeling a bit like a nodding dog toy. His head felt too heavy for his neck and a wave of exhaustion washed over him. He wanted to grab a pillow, one that smelled of Joe, hug it tight and drift off to sleep.

Buy Links for Binding the Edges

Pride Publishing: https://www.pride-publishing.com/book/binding-the-edges

Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2hOjlUS

Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2ivuE57

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Bio

LM lives in a small village in the English countryside, surrounded by rolling hills, cows and sheep. She started writing to fill time between jobs and is now firmly and unashamedly addicted.

She loves the English weather, especially the rain, and adores a thunderstorm. She loves good food, warm company and a crackling fire. She’s fascinated by the psychology of relationships, especially between men, and her stories contain some subtle (and some not so subtle) leanings towards BDSM.

LM is winner of the National Leather Association’s Pauline Reage Award for best novel and the 2016 Golden Flogger Award for best BDSM novel in the LGBT category. She has received multiple Honorable Mentions in the Rainbow Awards and won the Action and Adventure category of Divine Magazine’s Book Awards in 2015. You can track her down online here:

Pride Publishing page: https://www.pride-publishing.com/author/lm-somerton

Website: www.lmsomerton.com

Blog: http://www.lmsomerton.com/blog

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/lmsomertonwrites/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/lmsomerton

Pinterest: https://uk.pinterest.com/lmsomerton/

Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/L.M.-Somerton/e/B00AV9XRW8

Alpha Bitch by LoraLynne Summers (@LL_Summers)

Alpha BitchHello!  Thank you for having me today! I’m so excited to share my new release, Alpha Bitch, with you. This story was a bit of a surprise to me. I never expected to write a shifter story. Vampires, yes – I’ve got more than one vampire story in the unfinished files – but I learned early on not to fight my muse and just go with it. I have to say, I am quite pleased with the results.

I don’t know exactly where the idea came from. I can say that I was listening to a lot of Elle King, and the song Ex’s & Oh’s is basically Cassie’s theme song – it’s that “I don’t give a shit what you think of me” and “I’m not taking your shit” attitude that influenced the creation of Cassie. Currently there aren’t any sequels planned for this, but with being a shifter story, which involves packs, there are plenty of secondary characters to work with. So while it’s not a series at the moment, the possibility is there. I do have the feeling that there’s a story lurking out there, I just don’t know who it’s about, lol.

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Blurb:

One runs free…

Cassandra Dumas is the Alpha of Stone Point, with no interest in bowing down to any man, let alone her fellow Alphas. At least, not until an accidental encounter triggers the mating bond. So when the High Council orders her to mate the heir of neighboring River Run, she is determined to find a way out of it to be with the only man she truly wants…

One is a captive…

Kieran Kimball is a caged wolf. Forbidden to shift, he chokes daily on his Alpha nature and serves Stone Point however the Alpha sees fit. Recently, he cares only to serve Cassandra. When she sends him away in advance of her forced mating, his world shatters. Until the unthinkable happens…

Together, they’ll change all the rules…

Cassandra is nothing if not resourceful. Outsmarting River Run is just one piece of the prize to be won if she can pull off the coup of century while keeping everyone important still breathing.

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Excerpt:

Before she could convince her wolf to turn around—because she really didn’t want to have to take control and force a shift, leaving her bare-assed while traipsing through the cool woods at night—Kieran came into view. He stopped short at the end of the path.

Her heart, among other parts of her body, warmed at the sight of him. Water dripped from his long hair and ran down his bare chest to disappear beneath the band of his jeans.

“Cassie,” he said, surprise evident in his tone.

Against her better intentions, she walked over to him and rubbed against his leg.

“You shouldn’t be here,” he whispered. Regardless of his words, his hand traveled down her back, stroking her fur as she wound around him. If she were a cat she would have purred, the sensation felt so good. He smelled fresh and clean, as if he’d been bathing in the river. He fell to his knees, and she stood in front of him with her head resting on his shoulder.

“Do you need something?”

She whined in response and nuzzled him.

Kieran’s arms came around her neck and he buried his face in her fur.

“We can’t, Cassandra.” He pulled away and held the sides of her head gently, staring into her eyes. His own were nearly completely gold, as close as his wolf could get to the surface. “You have to go. You have to forget about me. Find another.” His voice was hard.

She whimpered, responding to the authority within him and nearly giving in to the command. The reaction both amazed her and pissed her off at the same time. Cassie’s wolf shook her head and stomped a foot.

“Yes. Go. Now.” Kieran stood and stepped back.

Cassie shifted, heedless of her naked body, and stepped forward, reaching for him. Kieran’s jaw clenched and he swallowed hard before turning his back on her.

“Go, Cassandra. It’s for your own good, and the good of our pack. Go,” he said over his shoulder, entering his cabin without another look at her.

With an indignant huff, Cassie turned and stalked away, hoping he was taking a good long look at what he was rejecting.

Buy links:

Amazon US | Amazon UK | Evernight Publishing | All Romance eBooks

 

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About the Author:

As a child, Loralynne was always the student getting in trouble for talking in class and punished at home for making things up. Combining her ability to go on and on and her flair for storytelling, she naturally grew up to be a writer. Originally planning to write fantasy, her muse had other plans. Once she opened herself up to the whims of her muse, she couldn’t type her first sex scene fast enough and now writes romance. Loralynne lives in Upstate New York with her husband, cats, and children. You can friend her on facebook, follow her on twitter under LL_Summers, or check out her blog: loralynnesramblings.weebly.com

Other Published Works:

In Self Defense (contemporary romance, Evernight Publishing)

Coming Soon:

All That Glitters – Spank or Treat 2016 Anthology

A Forever Kind of Thing by Elodie Parkes (@elodieparkes)

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Businessman Will has hoped to meet musician Josh for so long, he’s astonished and elated when Josh finally notices and pursues him at one of the band’s gigs.

After a heady night of love, Josh is devastated when Will turns out to be a millionaire. He’s not a hustler. He couldn’t take and he couldn’t compete. He retreats into his music.

Will is sure they could have something special and tries to prove his love for Josh in the only way he knows how. Trouble is—it’s the wrong way.

Josh is shocked to discover he can’t forget Will.

They want each other. Their chemistry is scorching.

But Josh is running in the opposite direction as Will longs to love him.

Can love triumph?

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Read a teaser:

Josh saw Will at one end of the bar and his heart leapt. Flutters started up in his stomach and he took a deep breath trying to steady himself. The encounter had rocked him to the core. He’d never in his wildest dreams expected to feel the way he did about a man whose name he still didn’t know. I want to, though. I want to know all about him. I want him in my life, and from the way he responded, he wants me bad. That’s great. I need it.

He watched the play of emotions cross Will’s face as he approached and stood close.

“Hi. I’m Josh Winters and you are…?” He grinned mischievously.

“Will—Will Trenton.” Will’s eyes held warmth, affection, and desire.

A spark of recognition lit in Josh’s mind. “That’s a familiar name, but I wouldn’t have been able to put a face to it. Are you famous or something?” He gestured to the bartender.

“A beer thanks—and for you?” He gave Will a tender look designed to tell the guy he liked him a lot.

“The same but let me … let me get them.”

Josh shook his head. “We have a tab.”

He saw a look of worry flit through Will’s eyes.

“It’s really okay, Will.” Josh moved even closer to Will. The toe of one boot touched the toe of Will’s. He gazed into Will’s eyes. Time slowed for Josh. This man was even more attractive close up with his handsome face lit by the bar’s sparkling white downlights. He took in the shade of stubble and wanted to bite Will’s chin. He ached to grab Will and thrust his tongue between those perfect lips. He recalled the way Will’s thick hair had felt as he grasped a handful. Softness filled his stomach. He didn’t know if this was love, but it sure was tenderness.

Copyright Elodie Parkes 2016 Encompass Ink

 

A Forever Kind of ThingBuy the book on Amazon

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About Elodie:

I’m a writer who is in love with happy endings, currently based in southern UK.

I love music, art, flowers, trees, the ocean. I work with antiques by day and words by night. Like a vampire, darkness is my friend, that’s when the silence is only broken by an occasional hoot of owls in the woodlands opposite my home, and I write.

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Three Reasons Manchester is a City for Romance by Victoria Blisse (@victoriablisse) #tirgearr

Photo credit: Darren McGinn

Photo credit: Darren McGinn

Why on earth would I write an erotic romance set in Manchester?

Well, I’m practically Mancunian myself and I’m proud of my city. It is beautiful. I talk about a few of its landmarks in One Night in Manchester but I couldn’t fit all the beauty in one novella. When you visit be sure to look up, some of the frontages especially around Piccadilly are breathtaking.

The people are sound. That’s brilliant to anyone not up on their Manc lingo. Caring, fun loving and often up for a chat. People from the north west of England make amazing lovers too you know… No, I have no stats but take it from me, I’m born and bred in the north west 😉

It rains a lot which sounds bad but wet clothes and stripping off can lead to sexy times! Also when the sun is out flesh comes out so we northerners can enjoy it whilst it lasts!

And that’s just 3 reasons Manchester is so awesome! Here’s another – it is home to the best football team in the world (yes, I’m biased), Manchester United. Here’s an excerpt from One Night in Manchester which happens inside the hallowed ground of Old Trafford.

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Everywhere we look there are people.

I’ve been to the Theatre of Dreams before, but only ever to look at the merchandise store. I’ve never been here when the huge pathways are covered with people as they are now. The atmosphere is electric with expectation and hope. My whole body tingles with excitement, and not just because Grant’s hand is in mine as we walk past the iconic statue of Sir Matt Busby.

“This place is huge,” I declare, eyes wide with awe.

“Meh, it’s not bad, I suppose.” Grant shrugs.

“Oh, don’t tell me, everything’s bigger in America, eh?”

“That’s correct, Miss Sassy Pants.” Grant grins. “It’s the American way.”

“To be offensively boastful?” I scoff.

He stops suddenly, causing the group of guys behind us to shuffle past giving us sideways glances and huffing loudly. As I look up at Grant, my stomach swirls with nerves. He’s giving me a particularly stern stare.

“That was rude, Jessica.”

“Yeah, I guess it was. Sorry.”

“Sorry what?” he growls. It’s amazing how his soft lilt becomes so hard and threatening and how fucking sexy that is.

“Sorry, Sir.”

“Better. Just be grateful the match starts soon or I’d be taking you off for a spanking. Come on, let’s get to our seats.”

“Yeah, sure.” I walk on with him until we reach our gate. As we queue to go through the turnstile, my anxiety bursts forth. I hate the idea that he’s angry with me. “I didn’t mean to upset you, Grant, I was just teasing.”

“I know, honey. I’m not upset, just taking every opportunity available to add to your punishment tally.” He squeezes my hand.

“Oh, good, I was worried,” I sigh, letting out the upset that had been bubbling up inside, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. I feel a bit silly for getting so worried over nothing. We push through the turnstile and once we’ve moved away from the hustle and bustle he embraces me.

“If you ever really upset me I’d let you know. I’m just eager to spank you again and will use any excuse to get my hand on your ass.”

“Oh.” I blush and squeeze him tighter. “That’s good because I want to feel your hand on my arse again.”

“Arse,” he mimics and chuckles, then runs his hands down to cup my bottom and moans. “God, I love your arse.”

“Cheeky,” I giggle, not totally opposed to the feel of his hands cupping my buttocks, but very aware of the crowds of people around us.

“You started it. Now stop distracting me and let’s go watch some soccer.”

“Football,” I laugh and pull him towards the steps leading out onto the stands.

“Minx, that’s another spank!” he exclaims.

Any further words are drowned out by a loud cheer as we walk out of the tunnel to the stand. It’s breathtaking. The size, the brightness, the sheer number of people. Down below us is the famous, bright green pitch, dotted with red-shirted figures. My football team right there in front of me.

For a while we’re both totally taken up by the excitement of being inside Old Trafford watching Manchester United. We gabble on like excited teenagers, taking selfies and pointing out the players we love on the pitch. When the whistle blows and the game starts we’re completely absorbed, watching every kick, gasping and moaning and cheering in unison with seventy-five thousand other fans.

We are close enough to the pitch to be able to smell the grass, but far enough back to have to dance to see over other fans’ heads. We’re meant to be seated, but spend most of our time on our feet, only sitting when directed to by the yellow-coated stewards.

“This is amazing,” I whisper into his ear, “Thank you.”

“Isn’t it?” He wraps his arm around my shoulders and pulls me in to a side-on hug. We stand like that for a while, then his hand slides lower to my waist, and lower still to rest casually over my bottom. My breath hitches. There are thousands of people around us and someone could see. But of course, no one is looking at other people in the crowd, they’re straining to see what’s happening on the pitch.

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Blurb:

After a flirty online relationship, Grant meets Jessica in Manchester.

He works in TV and he shows Jessica around the set where he’s filming. Their relationship quickly escalates and they have sex…on one of the sets! As things develop, so does their love play. In public places! And a little spanking never really hurt anyone.

Will Jessica be able to say goodbye to Grant when his work is done?

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11731759_10154039766657786_3868193766871696713_oBio:

Victoria Blisse is a Mother, Wife, Christian, Manchester United Fan and Award Winning Erotica Author and all round Cheeky Wench. She is also the editor of several Bigger Briefs collections, and the co-editor of the fabulous Smut AlfrescoSmut by the Sea (Vol.1)Smut by the Sea (Vol.2)Smut by the Sea (Vol.3), and Smut in the City Anthologies.

She is the mistress of Smut UK putting on Smut Events, Days & Evenings dedicated to erotica, socializing, fun and prizes. Check out Smut NightsSmut by the Sea: Scarborough, and Smut Manchester for more info.

Born near Manchester, England, her northern English quirkiness shows through in all of her stories along with her own particular brand of humour and romance that bring laughs and warm fuzzies in equal measure.

Passion, love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her busy life.

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Elizabeth Black Introduces Her New Book, No Restraint (@ElizabethABlack)

The idea for No Restraint had been in my head for a number of years. The novel is about a young woman named Alex Craig in search of her dream job, and she finds it in the company called Babes.  Not only does she find the perfect job, she meets a man who turns her life upside-down but in a good way. That man, Jackson Beale, introduces her to the decadence in life – something she’s already familiar with but she needs to find a partner who appreciates la Dolce Vita as much as she does. And does he ever!

No RestraintThe company Babes is based on those Dot Coms from the 1990s before most of them crashed and burned. The Dot Coms focused on fun. Many of these companies held gourmet food parties. They had the latest computer games, pool tables, ping pong, and the latest movies available to watch on state-of-the-art entertainment centers. Sex in the conference room was not only a rumor. Babes is also based on an American clothing company, American Apparel. The sexually charged ads produced by the company as well as the sexually charged atmosphere were very controversial. The CEO and founder, Dov Charney, had been investigated for sexual harassment. The company hired staff based on culture and fashion, not only on resume. AA had been accused of focusing on surface qualities in hiring staff. While Charney had been accused of masturbating on the premises and having sex with his employees – as well as the sexual harassment charges – nothing of the kind happens at Babes without consent from all involved. If American Apparel were on the up-and-up, it would be Babes.

In creating Babes, I devised the dream job I would have loved to have had when I was in my 20s and 30s. Work was important but pleasure was equally important. Jackson takes Alex down a road of decadence she has craved, but no one before had the quality of personality to take her there. Babes is all about living life to the fullest, and enjoying every moment we have on earth. Life is a feast to be celebrated daily, not only on certain holidays or bellwether anniversaries. We have only one life. Live it to full advantage.

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Blurb and excerpt from No Restraint. Buy this book at Amazon.

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BLURB:

Alex Craig accepts a new job at a high-end sex doll company called Babes. Babes’ dolls are high-end, expensive silicone love toys. Working at Babes is like working for a bacchanal. The company’s culture is all about decadence, enjoying the good life, exciting sex, and enticing food and drink. Alex meets Jackson Beale, one of the company’s vice-presidents. Jackson takes Alex on a new and exciting journey of carnal pleasure. He introduces her to new tactile and kinky pleasures, and she relishes her excitement. The world takes on an entirely new meaning and importance to Alex as she learns what she’s been missing in her life.

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EXCERPT:

A warm breeze brushed her skin as she and Jackson walked along the beach. Bubbling surf washed over her feet, cooling her in the hot sun. They walked hand in hand as if they had been partnered for years instead of only days. Amazed at how comfortable she felt in Jackson’s presence, she strolled by his side, not talking, but only enjoying his company and the smell of the ocean surf. Her other lovers paled when compared to Jackson. He was all she ever wanted in a man – worldly, handsome, accomplished, and drop-dead sexy. He treated her with respect and gentleness; not that she expected anything less. If he had been less kindly toward her, she never would have taken up with him in the first place. She wasn’t one to believe in soulmates, but Jackson came very close to being hers.

He squeezed her hand, bringing her back to the real world. Pulling her toward him, he wrapped his arms tightly around her and kissed her lightly on the lips. What started out as a gentle caress grew into a fevered embrace; fingers entwined in her hair, her hands massaging his back. She wanted to implant the memory of his body and his touch in her mind forever so she could easily remember him when he was away. Their romantic setting set her head spinning with delight. A handsome man on the beach. Her dream come true.

In bed that evening, she succumbed to the build-up of lust she felt for Jackson since the moment she laid eyes on him at Babes. She felt as if she had fallen into a deep, warm bottomless well. Her stomach flip-flopped with excitement as she sailed headfirst into her passion for Jackson. The scent of limes, lemongrass, and sea salt lingered on his skin. As she undressed him, her fingers fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. He took her hands in his and guided them to his hips. Arousal took over her very being. She wanted him, and she shivered with delight at his invitation. With one graceful movement, he removed his shirt. She spied a tattoo of an Asian character on his right shoulder, and she traced the ink with her index finger.

‘What’s this?’

‘It’s Japanese Kanji. The word is nikuyoku.’

‘And that means?’

He turned his face toward hers and gave her a sly smile. ‘Lust.’

Wasting no time, he quickly removed her shirt. Warm air flowed over her skin, making her tingle all over. His mere touch drove her mad! When he pressed his lips against her throat, it took all her willpower to keep from throwing him on the bed and taking over herself. She didn’t want to do that. No, she wanted him to ravish her. They were in no rush, and she wanted to enjoy his body and her own craving to the fullest.

‘You drive me mad, woman,’ he moaned in her ear. ‘You get under my skin like no one ever has before. I’m not sure what it is about you.’ He brushed his lips against her jawline. ‘Your honesty. Your sweetness. I trust you, which is saying a lot. I’m not by nature a trusting person. You bring out the best in me. I want to take good care of you.’

She didn’t know what to say in response that wouldn’t sound trite, so instead she wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly. His lips traveled from her jaw down her throat until they reached her breasts. Hands trembling, he kneaded her breasts until the soft flesh glowed pink. Nipples hard and aching for his touch, she melted into his embrace when he sucked on each one, slowly and with great gentleness.

Without warning, he knelt in front of her on the bed, his head between her knees. His hands gripped her hips with such longing she couldn’t help but run her fingers through his hair. He sighed, and looked up at her with wide, shining eyes. The longing and love in his face stunned her. She knew he opened up to her in ways he didn’t to others, and she didn’t want to ever let him go.

‘You mean the world to me, Alex,’ he said. ‘This is a very special day to me. I hope it is for you, too. It’s the first time we’re going to make love. And I want it to be perfect.’ Overwhelmed with emotion, she smiled and kissed him on the forehead, then on the cheeks, eyes, and lips. She needed him as much as he needed her, and she was never going to let him go. His passion aroused her so much she was already very wet. She lay on her back on the bed, legs spread, waiting for him to enter her, but he surprised her by kissing her knees, and moving up to her thighs. With eagerness, he kissed her heat.

Jackson gently lapped her folds with his expert tongue until she was so wet and overheated sweat beaded on her forehead.

Jackson slipped two fingers inside her, then three, all the while stroking himself until he was hard. He worked her into a frenzy so exciting, her pulse pounded in her head. She gripped his hair in both hands and guided his head to her sweet spot. As his tongue flicked against her clit, his fingers worked her pussy. Her arousal built in a crescendo, and she arched her back, taking in all his hard work with a cry as she had the first of several orgasms. As one subsided, another erupted in its place. Her orgasms came and went in long, glorious waves until she finally collapsed beneath him.

Delighted, she laughed and pulled him to her until his head rested on her shoulder. She held him tight, never wanting to let him go. Far from finished, he turned over on his back and motioned for her to ride him.

His thick hair fanned out on the pillow as she sat astride him and slipped a condom over his erection. She guided him inside, rocking and bucking as her arousal once again peaked to the heights of bliss. She raked his shoulders with her fingernails as if digging into his flesh made him more real. Inhaling deeply, she took in his alluring scent. Her head spun with arousal, and her skin tingled with each stroke of his hand.

After she came yet again, he wrapped his arms around her and rolled her over onto her back. He thrust into her, deeper and harder with each stroke, and minutes after she came his orgasm exploded into her. Sweat from heat and lust coated their bodies in a soft patina.

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elizabeth_blackElizabeth Black – Bio

Elizabeth Black lives a dream life in a small home on the Massachusetts coast. She tries to go to the beach every day. When in the Zone, she writes erotic fiction, romance, dark fiction, and horror. She aims for la Dolce Vita and lives every day as if it were a feast. She shared her life with her husband, son, and three cats. She is published by Xcite Books, Cleis Press, Circlet Press, Bold Strokes Books, and other publishers. You may find her on the web in the following locations:

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