Fantasy Erotic Romance by Tamsin Baker STORM CLOUDS #M/F #F/F #F/F/M

Today it's my pleasure to welcome the lovely Tamsin Baker to my blog to showcase her latest release, Storm Clouds.


Storm Clouds by Tamsin Baker

Fantasy M/F Erotic Romance with F/F and F/F/M scenes.

Blurb: 

Nayla is United to her beautiful unicorn Bronte. She knows the legends and is waiting for the United pair that will complete their life. When Gorvan arrives with Seinna, his United, she knows instantly he's her soul mate. But Gorvan is stubborn and scared. He wants to keep moving from town to town and doesn’t believe Naylaa about their need for one another. Naylaa must make him see it... before greed and stubbornness tears them and their beloved unicorns apart forever.

Excerpt: 

A soldier on night watch stepped out to greet them, surprising Naylaa and making her jump back into Bronte's side.

 It's alright, Naylaa. 

Bronte's voice calmed her and Naylaa saw the guard's eyes widen in awe, despite the pitch black night.

"They are expecting you," he stammered.

Naylaa had walked slowly down the path to the town, unwilling to give into the fears haunting her. Her palms had been sweating as she ran her hands through Bronte's mane, her legs shaking as she had moved.

Let's go. The words and an impatient head butt made her walk faster. At least one of them was certain of the decision.

Nodding her head at the second guard, she walked through the open door and across the court yard, remembering the way.

Another soldier opened the main door for them and they stepped into the antechamber, filled with candlelight. The King sat on a chair outside his wife's bedroom, and jumped to his feet when he saw them.

"You came," he cried out in excitement, his hands fluttering by his sides. "You both came," he repeated, quieter this time as his eyes widened again as he took in Bronte's form. Few people ever saw a unicorn.

Naylaa stopped a few feet away and felt Bronte's bulk press against her as he moved up next to her, his head held high. The tension within his strong body transferred to hers and she placed a calming hand on his back.

I can smell her. 

"Go into that room, Bronte." The stallion walked past the quivering King and whinnied loudly. Bronte tossed his head restlessly.

I need to help. 

Naylaa closed her eyes as the pain Bronte transmitted through their bond, lanced through her. All unicorns were made to heal other creatures, but they also felt their pain as if it were their own. It was a double edged sword.

 She is so close to death. 

Naylaa frowned, were they too late?

"Is he alright?" The King asked startled by the noise Bronte was making.

"Bronte wants to help. He doesn't like seeing people sick."

The King waited a moment, his breath quickening before he asked the question she knew was looming.

 "Then why doesn't he help you more often? Why isn't he in town?"

"Your Highness, you know why. If I could trust the people not to touch him or hurt him, I would. But I can't, and I won't subject Bronte to that sort of stress." She stalked straight past the King, annoyed enough to want to shove him. How dare he make her feel selfish for keeping Bronte to herself?

 "Thank you for coming." The Queen pulled herself up and into a sitting position, her eyes bulging as she watched the black unicorn maneuver himself into position. Bronte moved his large body and head around so he was facing the sick Queen. He then lowered his head and offered his horn to the suffering woman.

Tell her to touch me. 

The Queen glanced at Naylaa, fear and wonder in her pale green eyes.

 "Just reach out and run your hand down his horn. You will feel a tingle, then we will wait whilst you both rest."

"I won't hurt him?" The Queen began lifting her pale and bony hand, the effort to move even that small amount showing in her strained face.

"No, but he will be depleted. We will need to rest here for a little while."

The Queen ran her fingertips over the grooves in Bronte's horn and it began to glow, Naylaa shuddered. She could feel the Queen's sickness in the pit of her stomach.

I'm alright, Naylaa. 

She felt Bronte gather his power and push it out of his body towards the sick woman touching him.

The Queen gasped and grabbed Bronte's horn, her firm grip intensifying his power. He snuffled and snorted again, his big body quivering in both excitement and physical strain.

So ill. 

Naylaa gasped and pressed her back to the bedroom wall, sliding to the floor as her legs gave out. Bronte was saving them both. She hadn't been sure he would be able to. She could feel his choice to give the queen enough energy not only for herself, but for her unborn child.

The King rushed forward when the Queen moaned and arched her back.

"No, don't touch her." Naylaa screamed at the King in desperation, putting both hands out to him.

The King stopped just before he reached the bed, his fists clenching at his sides.

"Bronte is saving the Queen and your baby. He needs more time." Her head was spinning now. Her connection to Bronte was never more obvious to anyone who cared to look, than at this very moment.

The Queen moaned again, then let go of Bronte's horn and fell back against her pillows. The unicorn whinnied and sank slowly to the floor.

She will heal.

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Vampire Rock Band SEX WITH STRINGS by @ShonaHusk #Erotic #PNR

It's my pleasure to welcome my good friend and fellow WA author Shona Husk to my blog today, to showcase Sex with Strings her anthology featuring the four novellas of the vampire rock band, Lucinda's Lovers.

Sex with strings

Four Vampires, one rock band. What happens on tour doesn't always stay on tour. The ancient vampire musicians of Lucinda's Lovers specialize in one-night stands with rock groupies, but sometimes backstage quickies turn into passionate nights and long-term lovers. Includes the novellas Kissing Phoenix, Tasting Thanatos, Sharing Sirius and Enchanting Absinthe

 Kissing Phoenix

 When Lilith fell into lust with musician Aidan she never expected it to
last. And she was right. Her doctor has given her months to live, and
telling Aidan is the hardest thing she's ever done.


Aidan has been keeping his own secret. He is Vampire...but he can't
turn Lilith and save her. The solution he proposes is illegal and
dangerous and breaks every rule set up to protect non-humans from
humans. He doesn't care. He will do anything to save the woman he loves.


Discovering the kiss of a Vampire and reveling in the erotic thrill,
Lilith realizes her feelings are deeper than lust. But is giving up her
humanity worth it?

Tasting Thanatos

 

 Etienne, sometimes known as Thanatos, wants to feel again.
Anything--pain, pleasure, hunger, thirst. He lost all sensation after
being tortured during the French Revolution. His quest has led to a
love of body piercing and delivers him into the hands of lovely but
aloof fellow Vampire Maria.


Maria avoids her kind, and represses the urge to drink the blood of her
lovers. The first time she bit, she killed, and she's terrified of
making the same mistake again. Instead she finds satisfaction through
piercing. Until Etienne lays down a challenge--make me feel.


He wants her to take him in every way, to mark his soul. And to do
that, Maria must embrace every part of her vampire nature.


Sharing Sirius

I n ancient Vampires, boredom can literally kill. When Jack sees Owen
beginning to succumb, he knows he is no longer enough. Owen needs the
blood of another lover to survive. So Jack turns to Katya, hoping she
can entice Owen into living again.


At first Katya denies her lust to her boss, even though she's wanted
him for years. With Jack promising to look the other way, she has a
scorching-hot encounter with Owen.


Owen doesn't want to admit what is happening to him. He doesn't want to
cheat and break Jack's heart, and yet he can't resist Katya. But Katya
and Jack have their own sexy plan. And neither of them intend to lose
Owen.

Enchanting Absinthe

Claire Winters is two days away from taking her place in the Shamanic
Council's Genetic Protection Program. To keep the fragile bloodline
strong, every Shaman female must have one pure Shaman child. Tonight
she wants one last fling and she has the lead violinist of Lucinda's
Lover in her sights--even though lustful liaisons with Vampires are
strictly forbidden.


Absinthe has shunned long term relationships for so long he's not sure
he knows how to do anything but one-night stands. A forbidden hybrid of
Shaman and Vampire, he has the ability to draw up power during shows
and enchant people--usually women--out of their panties. But when he
chooses Claire and a quickie backstage turns into a passionate night he
can't forget, he isn't sure who was enchanting who.

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Bio

Three time ARRA finalist Shona Husk lives in Western Australia at the
edge of the Indian Ocean. Blessed with a lively imagination she spent
most of her childhood making up stories. As an adult she discovered
romance novels and hasn't looked back. Drawing on history and myth, she
weaves new worlds and writes heroes who aren't afraid to get hurt while
falling in love.

With stories ranging from sensual to scorching, she write paranormal,
sci-fi, fantasy and contemporary romance.

Celebrity, kickboxing, friendship & secrets @sarahantz WILL THE REAL ABI SAUNDERS PLEASE STAND UP #YA

Today I'm delighted to showcase the new release from my good friend, Sara Hantz. Her YA, WILL THE REAL ABI SAUNDERS PLEASE STAND UP is out with Entangled. Look at the awesome cover!

Blurb

Abi Saunders might be a kickboxing champion, but when it comes to being the center of attention, she’d rather take a roundhouse kick to the solar plexus any day. So when her trainer convinces her to audition to be the stunt double for hot teen starlet Tilly Watson, Abi is shocked—and a little freaked out—when she gets the job.


Being a stunt double is overwhelming, but once the wig and makeup are on, Abi feels like a different person. Tilly Watson, to be exact. And when Tilly’s gorgeous boyfriend, Jon, mistakes Abi for the real star, Abi’s completely smitten. In fact, she’s so in love with her new life, it isn’t long before she doesn’t have time for her old one.


But when the cameras are turned off, will she discover running with the Hollywood A-list isn’t quite the glamorous existence she thought it was?

Read Chapter One

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Originally from the UK, Sara now lives on the Gold Coast with her husband and two children. In her spare time she loves going to the movies, watching TV, walking on the beach, and playing with her gorgeous Labrador.

YA Urban Fantasy THE CHANGELING by @KRWilburn The Siofra Chronicles #Giveaway!

 

Title – Changeling 

Series – The Siofra Chronicles 

Author – K.R. Wilburn 

Genre – YA Urban Fantasy 

Publication Date – 5/2/14 

Length (Pages/# Words) – 239/ 80k words 

Publisher – Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly Publishing

Cover Artist – Stephanie White of Steph’s Cover Designs

 

BOOK SYNOPSIS – 

All college Freshman Cassie Marshall has ever wanted was to be brave enough to find her own place in the world without her friends or family choosing for her. When she wakes up on her nineteenth birthday in a parallel world she feels she may have finally glimpsed her true purpose. She learns that she is a Changeling with the ability to pass through the Dreaming and into the Otherworld. Now she has one year to decide whether to forsake her destiny and remain a mortal, or to sever her ties to become an immortal Fae, standing guard over the dreams of sleeping humans.

When other changelings go missing, whispers of a dark and shadowy threat begin to spread through the Fae courts. There is an Erlking, an elf twisted by thousands of years trapped in the mortal world, hunting down the changelings where the Fae can’t protect them and draining the magic from their souls. Cassie is thrown into a race against time to decide what she wants most before it finds her and devours her soul and takes away her choices for good.

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EXCERPT –

"Cassandra," the strange man called, his voice deep and melodic at the same time. My heart skipped a beat when I heard my name on his lips. "I am so glad you’re finally here." He walked toward me, all grace and easiness, and I had to remind myself to breathe, chiding myself for being nervous about a strange man in a dream.

"Do I know you?" I asked as he stopped in front of me and smiled down at me familiarly. I frowned at him. He was taller than I was, my head not quite reaching his chin, and I had to look up at him, resisting the urge to stretch onto my toes to get a better look at his eyes.

"Not yet," he admitted, "but I have been waiting for you nonetheless. My name is Aleksander. I am your Caomhnóir."

"My what? What’s a kweevrore?" I stumbled over the unfamiliar word, trying to mimic the way it had rolled off his tongue.

"Your Caomhnóir. Like a guardian or protector," he said, a ghost of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth from the way I’d tested out the unfamiliar word.

"And what is it exactly you think you are guarding me from?” I asked, my eyes glancing suspiciously over the trees as the branches rustled with a breeze.

"I am not your guard, Cassandra.”  He smirked at me as if the thought of guarding me was somehow amusing. "I am your guardian, your mentor. I am here to guide you during your time here in Otherworld." He spread his arms wide and gestured to the lush landscape surrounding us.

I scowled. "Please don't call me Cassandra. Only my grandfather calls me Cassandra. "

"What would you like to be called then?"

"Call me Cassie," I said. "What is Otherworld?"

"All right then, Cassie. It’s hard to describe in mortal terms, but I will try," he said with a grin, reaching out and taking my hand in his.

I inhaled sharply when his hand touched mine. My palm tingled strangely, and a strange heat passed briefly between us. I wondered if he had felt it as well. He caught my gaze, his startled green eyes mirroring my own before he looked down at our hands, studying them.

I was sure he had felt that sizzle too.  I was starting to get curious. I couldn't recall ever actually feeling in my dreams before. Unless you counted my nightmares.  Somehow I always felt those as if they were real. Was this a nightmare?

When I thought about it, I realized that I shouldn't be able to taste the salt in the air or smell the woodsy aroma of the trees around us. I frowned with confusion. This dream was far too real for my taste, and it was starting to make my head hurt.

"The Otherworld is the land of the Fae," Aleksander explained patiently. He tucked my arm under his, turning and leading me down the beach. The waves swept gently up the beach and over my feet, deliciously warm and again bothering me because I knew that I shouldn't be able to feel the warmth.

"The Fae? You mean like faeries?” I asked finally, trying not to think too much about how disturbingly real it all was even as I relished the feeling of the warm water and the sand.  It had been so long since I had seen the ocean, and strange as this all was, I wasn’t in that dark clearing sniveling and waiting to be killed.

"The Fae are...well, for lack of a better term, yes, Faeries. We are what is left of the guardians of the realms of dreams."

He must have seen the look of confusion on my face because he patted my hand reassuringly, drawing me closer to his side as he led me across the glittering sand. My breath caught in my throat. Under any other circumstance, strolling down a beautiful beach hand in hand with a gorgeous man would be happy dream. Instead, I was overwhelmed and felt panic starting to build within me. My heart beat rapidly and my breath sped up as if adrenaline were beginning to flow.

"This place is our home. It lies outside of the mortal realm, on a different plane of existence, but one that runs parallel to it. I know that probably doesn't make any sense to you yet, but it will with time.”

"Are you seriously trying to tell me that I'm in some kind of alternate dimension here?” I asked, frustrated and confused.  “Oh man, I've got to lay off the Supernatural reruns before bed."

A different realm of existence? Those cheap grocery store cakes were off the shopping list permanently. All those preservatives had probably fried my brain. Becca was right. It was time to go organic. Science fiction and junk food obviously had dire consequences when combined.

"You are a Síofra,” he said, ignoring my outburst.

“Sheefra?” I repeated, stumbling over the unfamiliar word.  What weird language was he speaking?

He stopped and turned to face me so quickly that I walked into him. I could feel his breath on my cheeks as he looked down at me, bringing his hands to my upper arms and holding them gently as if bracing me for something important.

"You, Cassandra Matthews, are a changeling."

 

AUTHOR BIO: 

KR Wilburn was born in Northern California and has traveled the world with her family but currently calls Fairbanks Alaska home. A veteran of the United States Army, she began writing as stress relief and found she truly enjoyed it. As the mother of six children and the wife of her childhood best friend Ben she enjoys being able to hide away in the other worlds she creates. When she isn't writing, she is busy reading everything she can get her hands on and counting down the moments until she can find inspiration capturing the perfect Aurora through the lens of her Camera

 

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Dark Urban Fantasy ROMAN by @KennedyStreath Saints & Sinners #Giveaway!

BOOK INFO 

Title – Roman 

Series – Saints and Sinners 

Author – Kennedy Streath 

Genre – Dark Urban Fantasy 

Publication Date – 12/11/12 

Length (Pages/# Words) - 89935 

Publisher – PubRight 

Cover Artist – Poppet

     

BOOK BLURB/SYNOPSIS 

Benedict Nowak bailed on his marriage, taking his son with him but leaving behind his five year old daughter. He had his reasons. He had no idea they’d come back to haunt him.

TJ had come to terms with the mother she despised, making those small concessions that made life bearable. But her mother’s death changed everything.

Her brother, Anton, was the parent missing in TJ’s life, until he found a calling in violence, and left his sister at the mercy of shrinks and a mother with ice in her veins.

Roman Rincon was the juvie rescued by Father Marcus and placed in the care of Benedict Nowak. With his records sealed, no one knew what happened that fateful night when Roman was only fourteen. All Father Marcus knew was the boy had confessed to a crime not even the cops would talk about.

In the small coal mining town of Montville, two teens whose lives have been shattered beyond repair must find a way to cope … with school, with each other, with growing up marked as broken in a town dying under the weight of secrets and lies.

Warned off having anything to do with Roman, TJ is all too willing to agree, except for one little thing. The young man lives in the apartment above her father’s car repair business so avoiding him might be a problem.

As for Roman, he will take his secret to the grave, no matter what the cost.

   

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EXCERPT

Forced into making decisions no young girl should ever make, TJ must deal with her conflicted feelings for a mother who cared only for her career and a father who turned his back on his responsibilities. When TJ’s mother dies, the teen must go live with a father who is a stranger, in a town dying under the weight of poverty and ethnic divisions. TJ’s father, Benedict Nowak, has given Roman Rincon sanctuary. Fresh out of three years in juvie, the only friend Roman has is Father Marcus. The priest convinced the court to remand the troubled teen to Benedict’s supervision. Roman has to keep his head down and his nose clean.

This excerpt is the scene when TJ finally gets to meet the elusive teen.

*****

“Come on in, Roman. I want you to meet...” Ben waved in her direction, “…my daughter, TJ.”

The teen stared, eyes a flat obsidian, framed by impossibly long lashes, the thick brownish black brows creased into a single, disapproving line. Deepset, those eyes were all she could focus on, commanding her undivided attention.

Ben rattled on, “TJ stands for Theresa Jane…”

Throat dry, TJ mouthed a ‘hi’ but it died before her lips could form the word. To her surprise her father wasn’t filling in the blanks like she might have expected, spilling all her particulars.

No … her mother just passed. I’m all she has. Well, Tony also. But Tony’s gone, back to his unit. She’ll be going to the high school. We’ll see the prin—

Instead he’d turned back to his task, shoulders rigid with tension. TJ wondered why.

But then she looked closer at the man hiding behind a boy’s lean and lanky frame, at the sharp planes of his high cheekbones, the cruel set to lips just on the edge of full, a hint of a dimple offset by the tilt of his head that spoke to defiance and self-sufficiency.

The hoodie masked all but his face. Short sideburns shadowed by the fleece suggested raven dark hair. It wouldn’t be a surprise if he wore it long, perhaps in a tail. He wasn’t as tall as her father or Tony, maybe five eleven, but she’d thought him bigger the way he commanded a room, like he’d emptied it of air and filled it with his presence, something physical … and something not. That something seemed to hover in the air currents, leaving her feeling like cannon fodder in a bad horror movie.

She felt the catch in her lungs, the sensation of menace, but refused to look away. She knew all about turf wars from her mother: the legal kind with briefs and a quick wit, the other with self-actualization on each side of a tennis court, the advantage always Eleanore. Mostly she knew about negotiating. About trade-offs. Being bought. Staying out of the way. Rigging the balance sheet so losses looked less like failure and more like incremental skirmishes.

Eleanore cooked the legal ledgers to get what she wanted. TJ leaned toward a slightly different interpretation but both had understood a zero sum game.

Roman had that very special knowledge also. But one thing about him was different: he needed no one, he feared nothing. Of that she was one hundred percent sure.

When he turned away and left without a word, she and Ben breathed a sigh of relief.

   

 

AUTHOR BIO 

Kennedy Streath writes with gritty realism, exploring that intersect where the paranormal and the suspension of disbelief take a back seat to the power of the spirit and the raw edges of conflicted souls. He moves to the backbeat that’s a heartbeat, blending action, suspense and intensely sensual romance.

Kennedy lives in the country with horses to ground that spectre of disquiet that haunts us all and holds to a belief in the promise of the young and young at heart.

 

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Sizzle Down Under! Fab baskets of goodies for @bnovakauction from Aussie Authors #books & #critiques

This year is the tenth anniversary for the Brenda Novak On-line Auction for Diabetes research. Several fabulous Australian authors have put together two amazing baskets for the auction. Basket one offers two 10 page edits and one three chapter critique, and basket two is overflowing with 34 e-books from New York Times & USA Today bestselling author and many other award winning and nominated authors.

 Two Virtual Baskets from Down Under Authors! Click on the links below to bid on the Auction:

Basket One:  Two 10 Page Edits & One Three Chapter Critique

Basket Two: 34 Fabulous E-Books

To check out the full list of books and services, hop over to my website - Brenda Novak Auction - where you'll see all the gorgeous covers in their full glory :-) 

Fab #Giveaway! DREAM of ASARLAI Trilogy by @nicole_r_murphy Fantasy Romance

Today I'm delighted to welcome fellow Dark Sider Nicole Murphy, who has exciting news to share about her fantasy romance trilogy, Dream of Asarlai. Nicole is also generously offering a copy of the book to one lucky commenter on this post!

 

Dream of Asarlai

 

For centuries, the gadda have worked to keep their identity secret from the rapidly expanding human race. All this is now at risk - the most terrible of gadda teachings, the Forbidden Texts, have been stolen and the race is on to find them. Asarlai believes the gadda should rule the world, and she will risk everything, and everyone, to achieve her ambition. As the body-count mounts, Asarlai finds a powerful ally and the pressure builds to stop her and retrieve the Forbidden Texts before she can change the world forever. 

 

Join Maggie Shaunessy, Ione Gorton and Hampton Rouke on their quests to save what is dear to them ... and the world as they know it. Praise for Nicole Murphy: 'engaging' DAILY TELEGRAPH 'compelling' KIWI REVIEWS 'fresh and interesting approach to an urban fantasy series' Bookseller+Publisher 'a rollicking romp through the space where romance and fantasy collide' The Courier-Mail

The trouble with trilogies

People have issues with trilogies. What if they don’t have the first book – will it make sense? What if they start, and fall in love with the story, but for some reason the author doesn’t finish it? What if they get the first book straight away, love it, but then they have to wait for months (even years) for the next book?

Well, my publisher HarperCollins has solved all those fears for people interested in the Dream of Asarlai trilogy by publishing all three books in the one volume! It’s called an omnibus. If it was a print version, it would be huge! Luckily, it’s electronic so you don’t have to worry about hurting your hands trying to hold it.

Nearly 350,000 words, broken into three action packed fantasy romances – Secret Ones, Power Unbound and Rogue Gadda. All for less than $10!

So jump online at your favourite bookstore and download it. Better yet, answer the question below and go into the draw to win a copy (sorry Kindle readers – this is for Apple or general ePub readers only).

Excerpt from Secret Ones, book one of the trilogy.

A huge beast towered over her grandfather. Maggie recognised it as a fuiparra, a medium-level beast that was even stronger than its size warranted. It was seven feet tall, slender and whiplike, with a pointed chin, nose and teeth. Its skin was grey with an oily sheen, and pulled tight over the long muscles in its thighs and arms. A sour smell of over-boiled cabbage wafted from the room. As she watched, a thin extension of an arm flicked out, lashing her grandfather and, thanks to the burst of power behind it, sending him flying across the room, crashing into a bookcase. Heavy texts cascaded down on the crumpled old man.

She stepped into the office, lifted her hands and sent a bolt of power, an energetic dark pink, toward the creature. The power hit the fuiparra and sent it sideways, crashing into the wall. The creature saw her and screamed, the sound almost splitting her eardrums, before moving toward her.

She sent another bolt, this time trying to hold the creature. For a moment, it halted. She took advantage of the reprieve to look at her grandfather. He wasn’t moving. Blood dripped down from a wound in the side of his face and his arm wasn’t straight where it should have been.

How could that have happened? He was sixth order; taking care of a fuiparra, while challenging, shouldn’t have been a major problem. Had the creature surprised him and managed to injure him before he was ready to fight back?

Her concentration wavered, and the fuiparra pushed through her hold and continued toward her.

She gulped. As a second level gadda, she didn’t have the skills to fight a beast this powerful. She prepared to send power out to hold it again, but the fuiparra lifted one arm and swung at her. She flew through the air, back out the door and crashed into the wall on the other side of the hall before hitting the floor.

Pain rocked through her and she quickly sent her power through her body, healing the minor bruises and nerve damage the fall had caused. For a moment, she was dazed and then she shook her head and moved. She stood and moved over to the door and then stopped in shock. Lucas was taking on the beast, wielding a lamp in one hand and one of her grandfather’s awards in the other. He stabbed at the creature with one hand, slashed with another, moving gracefully around his opponent. The fuiparra seemed unsure how to handle this unique form of attack and rather than whipping at Lucas was trying to push him away.

Maggie stepped forward, gathered her power into the strongest hold she could muster and fired it at the fuiparra. The beast screamed, but she held it.

‘Check Grandpa,’ she yelled at Lucas, then mentally called for her mother. Lucas didn’t listen and used the hold Maggie had to attack the beast frenetically. The fuiparra screamed and pushed against Maggie’s power and she could feel the edges fraying.

‘Leave it alone, Lucas,’ she shouted. ‘I can’t hold it while you’re upsetting it.’

Then a stream of pale lavender power flashed past her shoulder and struck the fuiparra, pushing it back and pinning it against the wall. ‘Get out of the way, Lucas,’ Siobhan shouted as she came to stand next to Maggie.

Maggie was miffed that he instantly obeyed her mother. Siobhan pulled back one hand, gave it a whirl and then sent a beating pulse of power at the creature. The fuiparra roared and pushed away from the wall, breaking through the hold and staggering toward the two women.

‘Shit,’ Siobhan said before reinforcing the hold and pushing the fuiparra back against the wall. ‘That should have worked.’

Maggie quickly looked over at her grandfather. He hadn’t moved, hadn’t regained consciousness. Her mind battled with the concept that her grandfather had failed. She shook her head to focus on the situation at hand. ‘What do we do now?’

The fuiparra struggled and started to move slowly from the wall, slowly against their power, slowly breaking through. They had only seconds.

‘Lucas,’ her mother shouted. ‘The head, that’s where it’s most vulnerable.’

Lucas nodded, dropped the lamp, held the award in two hands and lifted it high above his own head. Then he brought it crashing down upon the fuiparra.

The creature stilled and Maggie swore an expression of astonishment flickered over its features. Then it collapsed onto the floor.

Lucas knelt down next to it, grabbing the lamp as he did so. ‘Check on John,’ he said as he began to use the lamp’s cord to tie up the fuiparra.

Maggie and Siobhan pulled back their power. Siobhan turned, gasped and rushed over to her father. Maggie stood in the middle of the trashed office, panting, unable to think. Lucas stood and walked over to her. He put his hands on her shoulders and gave her a gentle shake. She focussed what little attention she could muster on him.

‘Are you OK? That was quite a flight you took out into the hall,’ he said.

Maggie blinked and then she smiled. ‘I’m fine. And I guess you have more pressing questions.’

Lucas released her and took a step back. He narrowed his eyes. ‘I must be going mad. I thought I saw you using magic.’

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Bio

Nicole Murphy is a writer, editor and teacher from getting quite wintery Canberra. The Dream of Asarlai trilogy was first published in print and electronic form in 2010/2011 and released as an omnibus in April 2014. She has published more than two dozen speculative fiction short stories. As Elizabeth Dunk, she had published two contemporary romances with Escape Publishing and in June, will publish ‘Release’, a collection of paranormal erotica.

Excerpt & #Giveaway! MY MISTAKE by @AnneConley10 Reunited Lovers

 

Author Anne Conley & My Family's Heart Book Reviews & Tours present "My Mistake" Book Tour & Reviews

 

TITLE – My Mistake  

 

SERIES – Stories of Serendipity  

 

AUTHOR - Anne Conley  

 

GENRE - Contemporary Erotic Romance  

 

PUBLICATION DATE - April 10, 2014  

 

LENGTH (Pages/#words) - 70,000 words  

 

PUBLISHER – Anne Conley  

 

COVER ARTIST – Vanessa Booke

 

 

Book Blurb/Synopsis- 

Welcome to Serendipity, Texas, where the days are hot and the nights are steamy. Meet real people with real problems, as they live life and find love in a small town.

 

12 years ago, Brent walked away from his one big love, and has regretted it ever since. He’s done nothing but make mistake after mistake with his life. Now, he’s finally getting his act together, starting up a sanctuary for abused and neglected horses, and staying clean.

 

Casey had put Brent out of her mind the best way she knew how, by going on with her own life: getting married and trying to have kids. When her marriage ends up being a mistake, she moves back in with her mother in Serendipity to lick her wounds. What she doesn't expect is Brent, waltzing back into her life.

 

Can they put their own and each other’s mistakes behind them to move forward together? When Casey’s life is put in danger, Brent steps up, but will it be enough?

 

My Mistake is book seven in the Stories of Serendipity. You will meet some of the same characters, but they are all stand-alone novels.y

 

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Excerpt-

When he came back around to the front of the barn, she was sitting on top of a bale of hay, holding up a brown paper back with a grease stain on the bottom. Mooch, traitor that he was, perched at her feet, looking up at her adoringly, waiting for her to drop the bag.

“Mama sent some chicken and biscuits.”

He grunted an acknowledgment, and pulled his hat lower over his eyes so he didn't have to see the pain in hers.

She stood, setting the bag down next to her, and sauntered over to the stall where he was spreading fresh straw.

“What’s wrong?”

He couldn't think of the words to say to her. Everything that came to mind was wrong, and Brent knew that there was no way to have this conversation without hurting her. But he had to, or else he would end up hurting her worse in the long run.

As he kicked straw around the floor of the stall, he knew he was being stupid. For the last two weeks, all he’d talked about was how badly he wanted her to stay with him. And now he was about to do this…

He finally stopped when she said, “Brent. You’re scaring me. Is this about me not being able to have kids?”

“No.” Brent brushed past her to go to the feed room. Rattling the bucket brought in the mare, an enormous equine with a shaggy coat and bones showing through loose skin. She followed him into the stall, as he emptied the bucket into her feed trough, and then started pulling the injections from his pockets and preparing them silently.

When he had the first one ready, he finally got the guts to raise his head and look at Casey and deliver the brilliant line he’d spent the past ten minutes coming up with. “I need to think about some stuff.”

Her mouth dropped, and Brent lowered his head to the mare’s shoulder. While she was distracted, eating, he pinched some skin between his gloved fingers and stuck in the needle, pushing the plunger.

Brent had no idea what happened next. All he was aware of was a swift intake of breath, before he saw a wall of brown crush into him, then a jumble of whinnies, a frantic woof, a shrill scream, some clatters, then hoofs aimed at his chest, before blackness took over.

 

Author bio- 

Anne Conley lives in a small town in East Texas, with her husband, two kids and numerous goats. She brazenly stole her pseudonym from her great-grandmother, a true pioneer woman who raised seven kids alone: churning butter, plucking chickens, knitting clothes, and putting coal oil on every visible wound. Anne’s Stories of serendipity feature real people, living life and finding love in a small town. She also has a Paranormal Romance series, the Four Winds about archangels “falling” in love and coping with turning into humans Her writing is escapist therepy, and she succumbs to it every chance she gets.

 

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One winner (US only) will receive an Autographed copy of Hot Mess, a Story of Serendipity 

One winner will receive all seven ebooks of the Stories of Serendipity, Neighborly Complications, Dream On, Chef’s Delight, Hot Mess, Falling for Him, Gambling on Love, and My Mistake. 

One winner will receive a FREE ebook of My Mistake  

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Cover Reveal! New Adult Romantic Fantasy MENDING THE SHROUD by @jmbraybooks

The exciting sequel to Tearing the Shroud is coming July 1, 2014 and here's the cover! Once again Escape Publishing did an amazing job on the artwork and tying the two books together visually. JM is hard at work on the third book, so keep a lookout for it.

When you’ve learned to take possession in stride, love should be easy. Right? It might be if your life and the lives of people you loved weren’t threatened by an invasion of monsters.

Vincent thought saving the world once was a challenge, he didn’t figure on retribution putting a price on his head. It means college takes a back seat again as he’s possessed by Coleman to fight a new battle with the Kafla. But this time he’s not alone, Jule, the woman he loves is also is possessed.

Together they hope to stave off the invasion and take the fight to the Realm, where only a supreme sacrifice can Mend the Shroud and save their worlds.

About the Author

J.M. Bray lives in Southern California with his college sweetheart and their two dogs. After a lifetime together, they are happier than the moment they met. 
When not writing or working his "day job", he loves to cook, play the guitar, and travel with his wife. Every chance he gets, he races an old Porsche named "Tuffy" at tracks in the southwest.

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Blog Blitz AT THEIR SERVICE by @IslaKMunro Sci Fi Erotic MMF + #Giveaway!

 

 

Title – At Their Service  

Author – Isla Munro  

Genre – Science Fiction Erotic MMF Menage  

Publication Date – 7 March 2014  

Length – 92 pages/ 26,000 words  

Publisher – Etopia Press  

Cover Artist – Valerie Tibbs

 

   

 

Book Blurb/Synopsis –  

Can a prince, a maid, and a valet live happily ever after?

 

Forced to be a maid to her family, nursemaid to her birth-mother, and slave to her step-mother, the only high point in Drella’s life is a new job at the palace. She will get to meet the handsome Prince Abran. However, Drella is not expecting to be attracted to both the prince and his valet. The equally handsome Oshan invites Drella to enjoy a night of passion with both men...all three of them together. Can Drella put the messy relationship between her own four parents aside and accept the love offered by a prince and his valet?

 

Prince Abran is heir to the throne of Erotania. He loves his country and he loves his valet, Oshan. But his passionate relationship with the manservant cannot produce his own heir. In a culture where family groups consist of up to four bi-sexual adults and their offspring, it’s not much of a leap to bring a woman into their bed chamber. But what woman will be acceptable to his mother, attracted to both men, and willing to put up with his arrogance? Oshan loves his master and knows he needs an heir. When Drella starts work in the palace, he can tell that Abran is attracted to the pretty maid. But Drella has her own challenges to face. Can Oshan and the man he loves discover Drella’s demons and help her fight them? And can a prince, a valet, and a maid defy the impossible and find their very own happily ever after?

 

 

   

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EXCERPT

“Hi, Drella.”
“Hi.” Her voice was a mere whisper, and she looked as if she wanted to be anywhere but speaking to him.
“Hello. I’m Clara.” The human girl shoved her hand toward him. He took it and smiled at her. It still seemed strange to shake hands with someone he had just met. The custom on Threni was to bow to new acquaintances.
“It’s lovely to meet you, Clara. Do you mind if I take Drella outside to speak to her privately? We won’t be long.” He could see Drella out of the corner of his eye shaking her head, a mutinous look on her face.
“Not at all. I would never stop her from talking to such a handsome man.” She fluttered her eyelashes. “And if she says no, please feel free to come and make your offer to me.” Her eyes were bright and sparkled with mischief—she was clearly joking.
“Please, Drella.” He turned his most pleading expression on her, and her mutinous look crumbled.
“OK,” she conceded, and got up, and marched out of the bar. Once outside, he took her gently by the arm and guided her to the quiet alleyway.
“What do you want?” She leaned against the wall and looked over his shoulder.
“I wanted to apologize if the prince or I embarrassed you today. He feels very bad about spying on us.”
“We were in the prince’s shower area. And besides, I spied on you.”
“The prince doesn’t mind that you were watching us. In fact, he’s quite turned on by it.” Oshan brought his hand up to cup her cheek, and she leaned into the caress. He breathed a sigh of relief. He was not being rejected. “He would like you to be involved next time. And so would I.”
“Involved?”
“Yes, Drella. We both want you. We discussed it. Since we got together there has only been the two of us. But we like you and we both want you.”
She was wide-eyed again, which only made her more appealing. Her mouth opened slightly in surprise, and he couldn’t help himself. He leaned forward and ran his tongue along her lower lip. She tentatively touched his tongue with her own and placed her hand at his nape. He captured her lips fully. After a few moments, he drew away and raised an eyebrow at her.
“I’m with Clara,” she said as if it was some kind of explanation.
“It doesn’t have to be tonight.” She nodded in understanding. “What about tomorrow night?”
“I have to go home from work and make dinner, but I could come back to the palace afterward.”
“Dinner? Do you already have children?”
“No. It’s for my parents and siblings.”
“Can they not get their own dinner?”
“It’s a complicated situation.” Her shoulders sagged slightly and some of the glow left her gaze. She looked tired. What exactly was her situation that she had to make her grown-up family dinner?
“Very well. After dinner. Come up to the palace. You can use your pass to get in. If anyone asks, say Prince Abran has asked to see you. No one will ask any questions.”

 

Author Bio:

Isla lives in tiny cottage in the wilds of Scotland. She loves history, sci-fi, romance and coffee. She is also passionate about music but has never put enough effort into learning a musical instrument properly.

 

She has always made up stories in her head or imagined the worst case scenarios whenever mildly dramatic events happen. She has always been told she had too vivid an imagination. Since she has discovered novel writing, she has thoroughly enjoyed putting that imagination to the test.

 

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Cover Reveal MY MISTAKE by @AnneConley10 Reunited Lovers

Author Anne Conley & My Family's Heart Book Reviews & Tours present "My Mistake" Cover Reveal

 

TITLE – My Mistake  

SERIES – Stories of Serendipity  

AUTHOR - Anne Conley  

GENRE - Contemporary Erotic Romance  

PUBLICATION DATE - April 10, 2014  

LENGTH (Pages/#words) - 70,000 words 

PUBLISHER – Anne Conley  

COVER ARTIST – Vanessa Booke

 

Book Blurb/Synopsis- 

Welcome to Serendipity, Texas, where the days are hot and the nights are steamy. Meet real people with real problems, as they live life and find love in a small town.

 

12 years ago, Brent walked away from his one big love, and has regretted it ever since. He’s done nothing but make mistake after mistake with his life. Now, he’s finally getting his act together, starting up a sanctuary for abused and neglected horses, and staying clean.

 

Casey had put Brent out of her mind the best way she knew how, by going on with her own life: getting married and trying to have kids. When her marriage ends up being a mistake, she moves back in with her mother in Serendipity to lick her wounds. What she doesn't expect is Brent, waltzing back into her life.

 

Can they put their own and each other’s mistakes behind them to move forward together? When Casey’s life is put in danger, Brent steps up, but will it be enough?

 

My Mistake is book seven in the Stories of Serendipity. You will meet some of the same characters, but they are all stand-alone novels.

 

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Excerpt-

When he came back around to the front of the barn, she was sitting on top of a bale of hay, holding up a brown paper back with a grease stain on the bottom. Mooch, traitor that he was, perched at her feet, looking up at her adoringly, waiting for her to drop the bag.

“Mama sent some chicken and biscuits.”

He grunted an acknowledgment, and pulled his hat lower over his eyes so he didn't have to see the pain in hers.

She stood, setting the bag down next to her, and sauntered over to the stall where he was spreading fresh straw.

“What’s wrong?”

He couldn't think of the words to say to her. Everything that came to mind was wrong, and Brent knew that there was no way to have this conversation without hurting her. But he had to, or else he would end up hurting her worse in the long run.

As he kicked straw around the floor of the stall, he knew he was being stupid. For the last two weeks, all he’d talked about was how badly he wanted her to stay with him. And now he was about to do this…

He finally stopped when she said, “Brent. You’re scaring me. Is this about me not being able to have kids?”

“No.” Brent brushed past her to go to the feed room. Rattling the bucket brought in the mare, an enormous equine with a shaggy coat and bones showing through loose skin. She followed him into the stall, as he emptied the bucket into her feed trough, and then started pulling the injections from his pockets and preparing them silently.

When he had the first one ready, he finally got the guts to raise his head and look at Casey and deliver the brilliant line he’d spent the past ten minutes coming up with. “I need to think about some stuff.”

Her mouth dropped, and Brent lowered his head to the mare’s shoulder. While she was distracted, eating, he pinched some skin between his gloved fingers and stuck in the needle, pushing the plunger.

Brent had no idea what happened next. All he was aware of was a swift intake of breath, before he saw a wall of brown crush into him, then a jumble of whinnies, a frantic woof, a shrill scream, some clatters, then hoofs aimed at his chest, before blackness took over.

Author bio- 

Anne Conley lives in a small town in East Texas, with her husband, two kids and numerous goats. She brazenly stole her pseudonym from her great-grandmother, a true pioneer woman who raised seven kids alone: churning butter, plucking chickens, knitting clothes, and putting coal oil on every visible wound. Anne’s Stories of serendipity feature real people, living life and finding love in a small town. She also has a Paranormal Romance series, the Four Winds about archangels “falling” in love and coping with turning into humans Her writing is escapist therepy, and she succumbs to it every chance she gets.

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