a look at Jacey Holbrand & ‘Possessed by Him’ @jaceyholbrand @evernightpub #Erotic #Shifters #MCRomance

Hey folks! Today I’m happy to announce that I finally have another story out! It’s called Possessed by Him and is the first book in a new series: Helldorado Mongrels MC. But first a little about me…

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Jacey Holbrand believes life and love comes in all forms and should be celebrated. She’s committed to her muse and writing so she can share her stories with readers. Hot days. Sexy nights. Come play in her world.

Jacey loves to hear from readers! Click the link to eMail her: JaceyHolbrand@gmail.com

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This story is the first book in my series called Helldorado Mongrels MC. The series follows different immortal shifter families, a couple of humans, and the quest for stolen gold. It takes place in southern Nevada. I’ve been toying with the idea for this series for the past few years after catching an episode of Haunted Highway on Syfy regarding the Hellhounds of Eldorado Canyon.

In book one, Possessed by Him, two human brothers are returning to the canyon where, as teenagers, they had a frightening experience in a gold mine when confronted with wolves. Cameron, one of the heroes of this story, also can’t stop thinking of a man who’s been invading his dreams for years since the incident and is surprised when he comes face to face with him in the flesh.

Cameron and dream man, Gabe, are hitting it off and the trip is going pretty well until Cameron is kidnapped by a member of the Helldorado Mongrels MC.

Want to know what happens when Cameron finds out the guy he’s super attracted to is an immortal wolf shifter and if he escapes the Mongrels? Well, you’ll just have to read the book now, won’t you? *wink*

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Forced to return to a place of childhood trauma, Cameron Russell fears he’ll have to confront the specter of the past once again. Instead, he comes face to face with the man of his dreams. Literally.

Unbeknownst to Cameron, Gabriel Dyson would do anything to help his human mate realize his destiny, including playing savior and invading Cameron’s dreams. When they finally meet face to face, all seems to go well. Then a member of the Helldorado Mongrels MC kidnaps Cameron, putting Cameron in mortal danger again.

While restrained, Cameron is told a fantastical story of werewolves, which has to be myth…right? Yet memories flare to life—visions of bites and kisses—making him question everything about Gabe.

Can Cameron and Gabe’s cosmic connection, their choices, and their love surpass the secrets Gabe has and the Mongrels’ evil plans?

Be Warned: m/m sex, anal sex, outdoor sex, language, violence

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Cameron rubbed his clammy hands against thighs and took a deep breath.

The handsome man strode forward, his hand outstretched. “Hello. I’m Gabe, the tour guide.”

Holy shit. His eyes are sexy. Bedroom like. Almost wolfish. The way I’ve always dreamt them.

“Cameron.” He accepted Gabe’s handshake, and when their skin made contact, a sharp, electric sensation zapped Cameron hard.

An acrid, burning scent filled Cameron’s nose. The smell reminded him of the time his platoon had been out in the field for a training exercise during a rainy season. Lightning had struck close by the camp. Too near for comfort. All the men had complained about the ozone stink.

Had he been hit by a random bolt? A peek at the sky revealed not a cloud in sight. He took another lungful of air. Slowly the burnt fragrance interchanged with a faint pleasant smell. He could barely make it out, but it kind of reminded him of the holidays.

What he perceived as reality seemed to morph, bringing the time in his youth when he’d first seen the man at the campfire to touch upon the present moment where the man, Gabe, now stood. Once again, Cameron couldn’t help feeling like they were connected in some kind of cosmic way and that he knew the man who stood before him. Knew all his loves and hates, his quirks, the way the man would look at him with a dark and sultry, passion-filled gaze after they made love. Feeling like something clicked into place within him, it was as if Cameron had found a piece of his soul that he hadn’t realized was missing.

Just like I felt years ago. But how couldGabe be him?

The whole situation struck him as being uncanny, but so right at the same time.

Well said, Mate. The inner voice sounded like Gabe’s.

Cameron’s heart skipped a beat at the unbidden thought that popped into his head. Fighting the lust coiling within him and trying to calm his heart so it wouldn’t bang out of his chest, he reluctantly released Gabe’s hand.

“It’s such a pleasure to meet you, Cameron.” Gabe smiled.

There’s that grin I love. Cameron could have sworn the world slipped away and just the two of them were left. Him, alone with a stranger who wasn’t a stranger. He wanted to believe he stood before the love of his life, but he needed hard, tangible proof Gabe was who Cameron hoped he was. Not just some mystical, wishful thinking or facial expressions anyone could offer.

“Same,” Cameron managed to croak, then he cocked his head. Maybe if he played it cool and poked around with the right questions, he could figure out what the hell was going on. “We’ve met before, haven’t we? I feel I’ve seen you somewhere, like we already know each other.”

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Thank you for having me on your blog, and readers, thank you for stopping by today!

Love & blessings to all! ❤
Jacey

a look at Maia Dylan & ‘Dancing with Fire’ @Maiadylanauthor @evernightpub #Erotic #Romance #Menage

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Today we have author Maia Dylan visiting. Welcome!

 

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* 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!

~ More about Maia Dylan & Dancing with Fire ~

Q: Every book is special to an author. What is it about this book that makes it special for you?
* A: This is my first attempt at a contemporary ménage. The story came to me one night when I was working on a book in my Grey River series, and the characters wouldn’t let up until I had finished their story.
Q: Sometimes things happen when you are writing a series that wasn’t expected at all. Have you had this happen to you?
* A: Heaps! I am not a planner. I am a write-by-the-set-of-your-panties kinda girl. There have been moments where I will finish up a scene and be like WTF? I did not see that coming! This story came from an image I saw when trawling through Facebook one night and a few weeks later, Lucabella, Hayden and Zac’s story was born!
Q. Why do you always include a danger element to your books?
* A. I write what I love to read. I love books that take you on a journey, but where the characters face a challenge that adds an element of urgency to them and to the book. As a reader, there is nothing I like more than getting that goose bump, hair rising on the back of my neck feeling as I join the characters within the book I am reading on the journey to solve their mystery. I want to give that to my readers.
Q. What are you working on at the moment?
* A. I have book nine of the Grey River series, book two in a new paranormal series is underway and another little ditty I am writing for a ménage anthro. There is also a new Shifter Ménage series coming soon. Soooo many stories to tell, so little time!
Q. Do you have anything to say to your current readers or to those that haven’t yet read you work?
* A. If you have read any of my books, thank you so very much! It blows my mind that someone has actually read something that I wrote, but gosh I hope you enjoyed it! Did you? Please let me know, I find I suffer from a slight case of needy-nelly with my writing. If you haven’t read my book, but you love erotic romance stories between strong men and an independent woman, where the path to their happily ever after can be a bumpy one, but there is always a happily ever after, and their love and laugher is real on every page, then you’ll find my books right up your alley!

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* There is always a risk of being burned when you dance with fire…
* Lucabella Strand is tired of waiting for the Firestone playboys to honor her request for a meeting. Raising rents, and hiring a musclebound douche-bag as a building manager to threaten and torment them is not how reasonable landlords treat their tenants.
* Zac and Hayden Firestone have no idea they even own a residential building, and when Bella accuses them of unfair treatment they immediately deny it. Until she shows them her proof. She leaves both men reeling, but believing that she might be the one meant for them. Seeing her for the second time leaves them in shock.
* A misunderstanding and a hidden secret quickly come between them, and finding a way back together proves difficult. Will taking a chance and dancing with fire lead Bella to a future she had never thought she’d have, or will she be burned by love and left alone?
***erotic romance, MFM, Contemporary, anal sex***

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* “Fine, I’ll tell you and risk the swelled heads I know it is going to give you both. This past week has been fantastic, and I love that we are getting to know each other slowly. But you have to know that the two of you are pretty potent in the arousal building department, and I have learned that I turn into quite the potty mouth when I am sexually frustrated.”
* Zac leaned in with a growl and placed an open mouthed kiss on her neck. “Damn, that is good to hear. I go home every damn night harder than I have ever been, and have to take matters into my own hands, if you catch my drift.”
* Bella gasped, her heart rate speeding up.
* Hayden growled as he leaned in and pressed a similar kiss on the opposite side of her neck. Bella moaned and dropped her head back, immediately granting them both better access. “Fuck, Bella. Beautiful, beautiful Bella. It’s not our heads that are swelling at your admission.” He reached down and gently took her hand, tugging it gently and placing it in his lap.
* “Oh, God,” Bella moaned at the feel of his erection behind the zipper of his suit pants. She squeezed him in her hands, eliciting a groan of approval from Hayden, and wanting to hear Zac, she reached over with her free hand to do the same to him.
* “Fuck,” Zac growled against her skin before she felt his teeth pressing gently on either side of the tendon that ran down the side of her neck.
* “Baby, we have been giving you time, and if you need more, then we will stop everything right now and back off.” Hayden’s voice was thick with arousal.
* Before she could change her mind, or get so lost in them both she ended up naked with them on her damn couch, she pushed to stand up in front of them. The looks of disappointment that filled their expressions morphed quickly to understanding, and Bella felt the last part of her heart, the tiny part she had been holding back from the two of them, become theirs. She was in love with them both.
* Completely.
* She held out a hand to each of them. “My bed is not big. It’s only a queen size. But I think among the three of us we can find a way to make it work.”
© MAIA DYLAN, EVERNIGHT PUBLISHING, 2016

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a look at Nicola Cameron & ‘Palace of Scoundrels’ @YesItsNicolaC #EroticRomance #Fantasy

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Today we have author Nicola Cameron visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?
* Nicola Cameron is an expatriate Chicagoan who has lived in England, Canada, Holland, and Sweden, and keeps a confusing amalgamation of languages in her head as a result. Currently located in the clavicle of Texas, she has finally mastered the proper use of “y’all,” much to her Chicago family’s dismay.
* Despite a healthy interest in sex since puberty, it wasn’t until 2012 that Nicola decided to try writing about it. As it turned out, the skills she picked up during her SF writing career transferred rather nicely to erotic romance. When not writing, she wrangles cats, smooches her husband, makes dolls of dubious and questionable identity, and thanks almighty Cthulhu that she doesn’t have to work for a major telecommunications company any more (because there’s BDSM, and then there’s just plain torture…).
* Hello, and thanks so much for having me on today! Palace of Scoundrels is kind of a surprise baby because the first book in the series, Empress of Storms, was supposed to be a standalone until I started getting asked when the sequel was coming out. I am not one to disappoint readers. I’m describing Palace of Scoundrels as “Game of Thrones, except with less violent death and more snark. The wine drinking is about the same, though.” And I already have an outline for Book Three and two novellas in the same universe – whee!

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* Spring has sprung in the island kingdom of Hellas, and with it come thoughts of young love and fruitful fields. But with no signs of an occupant for the royal nursery, Queen Danaë is starting to worry about her own fertility. Her concerns aren’t helped by the arrival of the legendarily conniving Dowager Queen Atilia of Illium–or the woman’s handsome grandson Prince Marcus, on the run after being accused of poisoning his older brother.
* In the neighboring kingdom of Ypres, Danaë’s royal husband Matthias is dealing with dangerous family politics and a wolfish duke who has kidnapped a young noblewoman for immoral purposes. Or has he? Can Matthias ward off the threat of civil war, outwit his relatives, and deal with a charming rival in his wife’s own palace?

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* Matthias pulled Danaë into his lap, squeezing her close. She felt his chest rumble in rueful laughter. “Only you could fall into the ocean, be rescued by pirates, and wind up haring off with them on a treasure hunt.”
* “Oddly enough, Father said much the same thing,” she admitted. “But it turned into a wonderful adventure. I even got my favorite tiara out of it, the silver one with the large pearl.” She’d also earned the unswerving loyalty of Captain Jason Constantinedes and his crew, who now served as her personal spy network outside of Hellas. After brief consideration she decided not to mention the days she had spent as Jason’s willing lover. It was in the past, and she didn’t want Matthias harboring a grudge against Jason if the captain ever had cause to come to Hellaspont. “They brought me back home with a wealth of knowledge about piracy on the high seas. Which is why I know I don’t want to be a pirate queen.”
* “Thank the gods for that,” Matthias muttered, kissing her hair. “You’re rapacious enough as it is.”
* She turned so that she could nuzzle under his ear, licking the salty skin there. “I never heard you complain before.”
* “I’m not complaining now, little bird, merely observing.”
* She hummed, catching his earlobe between her teeth and nibbling on it. “Rapacious,” she whispered after she let it go. “I like the sound of that.” His breath caught as she traced spirals on his skin with the tip of her tongue. She could smell clean sweat, male musk, and something distinctly Matthias underneath it all. “Would you like me to show you how rapacious I can be?” she teased.
* “Another night, perhaps,” She heard a promise in his voice. “Tonight, milady, I plan on doing the boarding.”
* His arms tightened around her and he got up with a soft grunt, carrying her to the bed and dropping her onto the silk coverlet. She bounced with a giggle and rose up on her elbows, watching avidly as he pulled off his shirt and breeches. Regular riding and sparring matches with his guard had kept him muscled and firm, and she could spend hours running her fingers over the curves and dips of his body, particularly his broad, furred chest. The flickering light from candle and fireplace transformed the hair there into gold and amber sparks, trailing down his carved abdomen before spreading into a darker nest of curls around his rising cock. She rubbed her thighs together, feeling the delicious ache that always grew between them when he stripped like this for her.
* He cupped himself, squeezing the shaft hard enough to make the sheathed head bulge. “Still want a statue of me?” he asked, with the cheerful arrogance of a man who knew he was desired.
* She licked her lips. “More than ever.”
* He glanced down at his swelling flesh and grinned. “You can’t scare me, you know. I’ve seen the kind of statuary you have in Hellas. I doubt anyone would bat an eyelash at it.”
* “Bat an eyelash, no. Be violently jealous of me, yes.” It was her turn to tease, and she took her time unfastening the brooches that held up her gown. She slid the delicate fabric over one breast, then the other, letting it caress her hardening nipples. The sensation made her shiver. Cupping one breast, she rolled the peak between her fingers, imagining his hot, wet mouth around it. “The question is, what will your future subjects think when they see the statue of me?”
* Matthias put a knee on the mattress. The movement made the furred sac between his legs swing a bit, and she reached out to cradle it, enjoying how he shivered at her touch. “The women will weep from envy, and the men will all fall in love with you,” he murmured, his voice rough and needy. “And none of them will ever have you.”
* “No, they won’t,” she breathed, letting him push her onto her back. The ache between her hips grew, turning into a slow, sweet throb. “Only you, my love.”

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