a look at Future, Becoming by @JaceyHolbrand & #ElizabethMonvey #series #Futuristic #SciFi #Gay @evernightpub

On August 26, 2020August 25, 2020 By Casey's CornerIn Authors & Books, PublishersLeave a comment

A new release is available from the writing partnership of Elizabeth Monvey & Jacey Holbrand!

Genre: Alternative (MM) Sci-Fi Romance ## Heat Level: 3 ## Word Count: 47, 910 ## ISBN: 978-0-3695-0216-2 ## Editor: Devin Govaere ## Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Overview
Project Mars, 3
In the future, be careful who you trust…
When Victor Peight learns his twin sister is being held against her will in a Sector “farm,” he vows to move heaven and hell to find her. During the daring rescue, he meets Meagan Hughes and Quinn Doyle, and they quickly form a deep friendship.
As he leads the small troop of survivors through the Colorado wilderness, they try to stay one step ahead of the evil members from Sector. If they’re caught, they will all face harsh punishments. With their lives on the line, their only hope is reaching the resistance in Las Vegas.
Banded together on a common quest, Meagan, Quinn, and Victor’s friendship turns into something more, and their bond is tested when not only Meagan finds herself pregnant, but Quinn does as well.
Be Warned: MPREG, m/m sex, menage sex (MMF)

Excerpt:
Vic hunched down in the tree line, using the tall grass to hide in as he watched the ranch Ira had instructed them to visit. Log-cabin-type home. Nice, covered wraparound porch with a couple of rockers. A large fenced-off area behind showed several horses grazing, tails flipping around as they enjoyed the warm sunshine.
Grinding his teeth together, he clutched at the ground, cursing the circumstances that had him squatting in the dirt instead of sipping a cool drink on his own porch. He’d always envisioned having the type of home Cole had, but with the resistance and Sector at odds, Vic doubted his dream of owning a homestead would ever come true. Needing to concentrate on making sure no Sector troops were hanging around, he took a deep breath and shelved the envy coursing through him.
Some dryer stalks rustled behind him, and all his senses came alive. Ready to spring into action and fight if need be, he calmed instantly when Quinn knelt beside him, distracting him from his observation by lightly brushing against him. Glancing at the man out of the corner of his eye, Vic savored the tingling sensation running up his arm.
“Are we going to go in?” Quinn asked.
Vic turned his head to address the question. No space seemed to separate them. So very close. His heart skipped a beat at Quinn’s nearness. Too close? his mind wondered. No, both his heart and head answered as an overwhelming urge to kiss the man gripped him.
Would Quinn accept my advance or punch me in the face?
Instead of acting on his impulse, he answered. “Me,” he said in a husky tone. “Not we.”
Quinn glanced at his lips, licked his own, then looked back up. “Vic.”
His name came out breathy, like a caress. Every instinct Vic had wanted Quinn to give him a signal, to lean closer. As he breathed in the other man’s scent, reminding him of the mountain stream and pine trees near the farm, desire hit him hard, but a sliver of sanity prevailed.
Then Quinn moved his face forward … in his direction.
“Don’t,” Vic murmured.
“Why not?” Quinn asked in a silky, yet challenging tone.
“We shouldn’t.” Despite his words, he shifted toward Quinn.
“Again I ask, why not?”
“There’s … danger.”
Quinn raised an eyebrow. “There’s always danger.”
Vic bobbed his head once, silently agreeing with his statement. “What about Meagan?”
“What about us right now? I know you feel the pull. Our chemistry.”
Vic wanted to ignore Quinn’s question and deny his claim, because it was neither the time nor the place, but he couldn’t. A definite attraction existed between them. He sighed. “Oh, Quinn.”
“Vic, I want to kiss you.”
He couldn’t ignore the plea or his own desire. Cupping Quinn’s face, he brushed his thumb over his lips, giving him enough time to pull away if he wanted. Quinn didn’t move. Their mouths met, featherlike at first, until Vic didn’t have the strength to fight the sexual desire blazing between them. He wanted to extinguish the yearning, tame the flames of attraction so he could concentrate on getting them all safely back to Las Vegas. But a small voice taunted him.
Just one kiss.
Okay, he thought, just one to slake his thirst for an intimacy he hadn’t experienced in a while. Wrapping his hand around the back of Quinn’s neck, he deepened the kiss. Molding their lips together perfectly. A fire ignited in his blood, burning through him. As their tongues swirled together, the caressing shock waves tore through his soul, altering all he thought he knew about simple lust.
One’s not enough. How can I possibly let him go now?
The thought made him gasp for air. Vic broke the kiss and stared deep into Quinn’s eyes, amazed to see his own arousal mirrored in the sky-blue depths.

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a look at Ash by Suzy Shearer #BDSM #EroticRomance @SuzyShearer @evernightpub

On August 6, 2020August 5, 2020 By Casey's CornerIn Art, Authors & Books, PublishersLeave a comment

ASH

The Silk Rope Masters – Book Three by Suzy Shearer

Heat Rating : Level 4 | Word Count: 75,060

http://www.evernightpublishing.com/Ash-by-suzy-shearer | https://www.amzn.com/B08F7JS1SB | https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1036559

They ooze power, control, natural dominance – and sex. They are The Silk Rope Masters.

None have ever found love but watch out! When they fall, they’ll fall fast and hard!

Sophie Laurent, 51, is filling in for her chef brother at Silk Rope when she comes face-to-face with Master Ash. A natural born Dom, Ash (Reyansh) Siddiqi, 53, is club co-owner. A confirmed bachelor, never been in love, never been in a relationship. He takes his pleasures without romantic involvement, and always only at the club.

But when Sophie stepped into the club chef’s shoes Ash was caught and he fell hard and fast. He was besotted and acting like a teenager instead of the strong dominant man he was.

Unfortunately for Ash it was obvious Sophie disliked him. His heart broke as he tried to accept her rejection of him.

Ash decides he needs to be the Dom he is – strong and confident, then all he has to do is come up with a way to change her mind before her brother returns and she’s out of his life forever.

Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, sex toys, voyeurism, flogging, public exhibition

This is an erotic romance. There are explicit sexual descriptions and explicit language used throughout. It will offend some readers.

STORY EXCERPT:

“I think I’d better meet this beauty who has you all in a tizzy.” Ash left the other two and went wandering around the club. He thought he’d wait until around eleven before introducing himself to Sophie. There wouldn’t be as many demands on her time as most would have already eaten and she would be winding down for the night.

A little after eleven, Ash walked through the back door and into the kitchen. Sophie had just put something in the oven and had stood. Stepping back, she bumped into Ash and let out a scream of surprise as he grabbed her to stop her falling.

“Ah!”

“Oh, hell, I’m really sorry. I should have made a noise.”

An armful of stunningly beautiful woman turned her head and glared at him. Those amazing eyes stared directly into his and he caught his breath. He couldn’t take his gaze off her.

She wiped a hand across her forehead. “Merde, you scared me, I didn’t expect anyone in here.”

Ash realized his hands were still full with a thick lush body. With his arms around her, he felt her heart pound from her fright when he’d grabbed her. Now she twisted until he was forced to let her go. He held out a hand. “I’m Ash Siddiqi. Hi.”

“Oh. Sorry about that but you gave me a start. I’m Sophie Laurent,” she replied as she shook his hand, that slight French accent tickling his ear.

There was a look on her face that surprised him. He was used to new people staring at him like they were kind of fearful, but this was something else he couldn’t quite place. Surprise? Dread? Shock?

“How is everything? Jake and Alex tell me your brother is doing well.”

“Yes. He’s fine, although he’s a bit like a bear with a sore head because he can’t get around or do much.”

Calder came in from collecting used dishes in the dining room and nodded hello to Ash. “Evening, Ash. Have a good break?”

Ash nodded as Calder went on, “Chef, do you want me to wash up now or prep for tomorrow?”

“Leave the washing for another fifteen minutes. If you just load up the dishwasher, then we’ll start the prep.”

“Yes, Chef.”

Ash said, “I think I’d better leave you, I only wanted to say hello. If you need anything, just give me a shout.”

“Thank you, Mr. Siddiqi.”

“It’s Ash.”

She merely nodded and turned her back on him. Ash watched as she began sorting ingredients then he left.

The other two are right. She’s stunning! He couldn’t forget the feel of her lush body in his arms. He hadn’t intended to hold her but she would have fallen if he hadn’t. Then his arms had felt plenty of curves and an abundance of padding. And those eyes! Amazing color, a real vivid green surrounded by blue—light to dark on the outer edge. He couldn’t remember ever seeing ones like hers before. Ash went into the club proper and wandered through, but he couldn’t get those eyes out of his mind. She had full lips too—no lipstick, only delicious-looking lips that were a rosy pink color and simply begged to be kissed. Later, he stuck his head into the kitchen to say goodnight, but the place was in darkness and when he glanced at his watch, he saw it was after two in the morning.

Damn, missed her. I’ll catch her tomorrow night.

© Suzy Shearer 2020

LINKS – WHERE TO FIND SUZY:

Website : http://www.suzyshearer.com

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

Blog: http://suzyshearer.blogspot.com.au

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/SuzyShearer

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Linkedin: http://au.linkedin.com/in/suzyshearer

Publisher: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/suzy-shearer/

Publisher: http://www.bookstrand.com/suzy-shearer

Email her at: suzyshearer.author@gmail.com

A FEW LINKS WHERE TO BUY:

Amazon: https://www.amzn.com/B08F7JS1SB

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com

Barnes and Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com

Angus and Robertson: https://www.angusrobertson.com.au

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1036559

BIO:

Renaissance woman, best-selling and Award winning author Suzy Shearer writes contemporary and paranormal erotic romances filled with mature and interesting characters. Her books always feature older heroes and heroines; ranging from mid 40s to 60s. The heroines are usually confident plus-sized women who are proud of their curves. Suzy feels it’s important for readers to connect.

Suzy also wants her readers to understand just because people are older doesn’t mean they aren’t intriguing, desirable, open to challenges and willing to experiment. They may be older but not always wiser. Remember sexy isn’t just for the under 30s.

A Buddhist and artist, Suzy lives in the Lake Macquarie region of NSW, Australia with one very spoilt dog and two equally spoilt cats keeping her company. When Suzy is not writing, she is usually painting – an accomplished watercolour Artist her subjects range from portraits and animals to nudes and landscapes. She is also a quilter, toy maker, sculptor and potter. Suzy’s Art

BOOKS OUT NOW

The Club series The Club: Bound The Club 2: Uncollared The Club 3: Waxed The Club 4: Displayed The Club 5: Submit The Club 6: Unmasked	The Hunters series A Hunter’s Heart – Book 1 A Hunter’s Choice – Book 2 A Hunter’s Challenge – Book 3	Dark Desires series (each book is a standalone) Whipped Delights Craving Her Master Melting Her Dom’s Heart An Artist’s Kiss Elephants and Ever-Afters
The Silk Rope Masters series Steven Jake Ash	Single Titles Daemons Are Forever Build a Love Perfect Three Her Dom’s Secret Past A Wolf’s Tale	Coming Soon Sweet Things Blood War

a look at Beth D. Carter & ‘Dreamland’ #Erotic #TimeTravel #Romance @BethDCarter @evernightpub

On July 24, 2020July 23, 2020 By Casey's CornerIn Authors & Books, PublishersLeave a comment

Today we have author Beth D. Carter visiting. Welcome!

What would you like to tell readers about yourself?

* I like writing about the very ordinary girl thrust into extraordinary circumstances, so my heroines will probably never be lawyers, doctors or corporate highrollers. I try to write characters who aren’t cookie cutters and push myself to write complicated situations that I have no idea how to resolve, forcing me to think outside the box. I love writing characters who are real, complex and full of flaws, heroes and heroines who find redemption through love. I love to hear from readers!

A look into…

~ Blurb ~

* Dicen Burke had it all. As lead singer in the world famous rock band, Dark Army, the world lay at his feet. But the path to super stardom warred with a painful past and during a performance the demons haunting him finally descended. Unable to stop the self-destructive path of alcohol and drugs, when he fell, he fell hard.
* He wakes up in a world he doesn’t know. The Twenty-first century rocker is now in the 1920’s, lost and bewildered. He’s taken in by Juliet Fox, a beautiful woman trying to be a positive influence in her brother’s wild lifestyle among the Hollywood Motion Picture elite.
* Dicen does his best to adapt, and with Juliet by his side, he discovers a world that offers him a clean slate. But when he’s pulled back to the present, separated by time from the one person that gives him a reason to live, will he find a way to push past his demons as well as find Juliet again?

~ Excerpt ~

* “Aren’t speakeasies illegal?” he asked her.
* Tonight, she wore an all-white sleeveless dress that fell into a drop waist where pleats fanned out every time she turned. A string of pearls wrapped around her neck once and then fell past her breast. Her dark hair contrasted sharply with the white hairband, where a large white feather stuck up on the side.
* “Shh!” she hissed, looking around. “Yes, they are, hence the big six standing guard. If the buttons show up, they give a signal and all the hooch disappears. It’s not illegal to dance.”
* “You called me big six once,” he commented. “What does that mean?”
* “Tough guy, as in the six-cylinder engine.”
* “Makes sense,” he mused.
* One man walked up to them, and Juliet handed over some bills. Once the money had changed hands, they were greeted with a grin and the entrance to the speakeasy. Immediately to the left, a long bar rested, with several men in white shirts, white aprons, and black ties working, trying to keep up with the order demands. The area in front of the bar was packed with people, to the point that individual movement was impossible. Dicen kept his hand firmly around Juliet’s as they made their way slowly through the throng. The crowd seemed to sweep them along, and they moved like driftwood upon the ocean, all the while Dicen tried to keep his eyes open for Thayer.v
* Women were dressed in variations of style, from flapper girl to matron. Most men wore hats, coats, and ties. The crowd thinned toward the back and pushed forward, breaking free of the cattle pen so a dance floor opened up. Several tables with chairs surrounded it, and against the far back wall a quartet, consisting of piano, clarinet, trumpet, and cello, played.
* He hadn’t known what to expect when Juliet announced they were going to a speakeasy, but it certainly hadn’t been this. He’d envisioned a dark, dank hole in the wall where people chugged bathtub gin strong enough to strip paint off walls. Instead, he discovered a place where wild and catchy music allowed people to jitterbug around the dance floor. The bright, fun atmosphere invigorated him, and all Dicen wanted to do was hop on stage and bang out a few melodies and share in the revelry.
* Keeping hold of Juliet’s hand, he skirted the dance floor toward the platform stage. Bunting hung from the ceiling and swept outward to hook on various points near the bar, forming a sweeping cave-like setting that helped the music resonate. He didn’t know how to dance like the other people, but he pulled Juliet close and swayed with her to an upbeat, modified version of present-day slow dancing. As a musician, he knew rhythm, so he made sure to keep his hips in tune with the beat. He stared down into Juliet’s smiling face and felt the last wall around his heart shatter.