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Saturday, March 20, 2021
A Snip Tease: Time Warp?
Rainbow Lyrics and Mellow Mushrooms: Rainbow Snippet 3/20/2021: From Hollow Moon
Naughty Netherworld Press: Cloned Heat III: An Unexpected Ally #MFRWHooks #Ra...
Wednesday, March 17, 2021
The Electric Girl Book Promo and Giveaway
The Electric Girl
Christine Hart
Publication date: March 15th 2021
Genres: Fantasy, Science Fiction, Young Adult
Polly Michaels is trying to forget that her mom has cancer. She keeps busy at school and plods through a normal social life. Until a freak electrical storm and a unicorn appear in the orchard next to her house.
Sy’kai wakes on an orchard floor to the smell of rotting cherries and wet earth. She doesn’t know where she is—or what she is—but she knows something is hunting her.
Polly recruits her friends to find the mysterious creature she saw from her window while Sy’kai, a confused shape-shifting endling from another dimension tries to piece her mind back together. Once the human girls find Sy’kai (whom they nickname Psyche) the mystery unravels and the danger facing all of them comes into focus.
A gritty struggle ranges throughout the girls’ rural hometown and in the wild terrain around it. All while two questions hang over their heads. Can an alien deliver a miracle for a human mother? Can a group of teens defeat an interdimensional demon?
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EXCERPT:
End of Chapter 1
Polly crept softly downstairs and into the vaulted kitchen. In the window behind the double sink, her mom’s stained-glass butterfly reflected a glint of moonlight. Her gaze darted from the window to the sliding glass doors across the room, behind a small round oak table. A greasy takeout box and two plates of chicken bones on the counter—her mom’s only half-eaten—glistened in the faint light. She paused next to the table, gripped the padded back of a dining chair, and leaned toward the glass door. She peered out, across the backyard and into the orchard.
A large beacon of light flickered in the trees. It moved, as if floating. No, not floating—walking. The intense glow, marked by dark strips of trunk and branch, moved at a measured pace. She squinted, trying to make out an outline of . . . whatever it was that meandered through the trees.
It’s an animal. It has to be!
She lifted the latch on the sliding glass door and gently opened it. Chilly night air rushed in, smelling of ozone and the earth. Her flannel nightgown billowed in the breeze. She placed a bare foot on the smooth concrete of the patio. The cold was sharp and shot straight through Polly, causing her to gasp, but she forced herself to keep moving. She stepped all the way out and slid the door back into place, almost closing it but not quite.
The roving light in the orchard had grown larger. It was weaving between the dark rows of trees in the distance. The undulating pace of it . . . it wasn’t human. Whatever it was, it was moving—walking, she thought, but not on two legs.
Polly put one foot in front of the other, compelled by her need to know. She crossed the backyard, reaching the bumpy bare earth of the orchard floor. She steadied herself against a tree trunk as adrenaline raced through her veins. She leaned into the tree, hoping to conceal her figure without losing sight of the creature, whatever it was.
She waited, watching in both awe and terror as the glowing animal came closer. The creature made no sound at all. Polly watched, eyes trained on the glow itself, until finally she could make out a shape—a long, muscular torso flexed above four knobby legs. Pointed ears flickered.
It’s a horse! A white mare! Oh my god, she’s so bright.
The horse turned its head, flashing a spiraled horn—unmistakable against the dark branches around them.
NO WAY!
“Polly? Are you out there?” she heard her mom call. She turned to see her mom’s silhouette standing in the kitchen. Her mom flicked on a light, spilling yellow across the yard. Polly whipped around to see the unicorn again, but the orchard had grown dark, full of silent indigo trees.
The glowing animal was gone.
Author Bio:
Award-winning author Christine Hart lives on BC's beautiful West Coast. She loves writing about places and spaces with rich history and visually fascinating elements as a backdrop for the surreal and spectacular.
Christine has an undergraduate degree in writing and literature, along with a professional background in communications and design. She is a member of the Federation of BC Writers and SF Canada.
When not writing, she breaks stuff and makes stuff - in that order - for the Etsy shop Sleepless Storyteller.
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Sunday, March 14, 2021
Journey to the stars and worlds of imagination: Hooked on Hatchling's Mate, Breathe #mfrwauthor
Saturday, March 13, 2021
Naughty Netherworld Press: Cloned Heat III: An Unexpected Ally #MFRWHooks #Ra...
Friday, March 12, 2021
Aurora Springer: A thin rope - Snippet from Bridget Bramble and the...
Tuesday, March 9, 2021
Book Release: Scarlet and the Big Bad
Title: Scarlett and the Big Bad
Series: Fate Fairytales 1
Author: Sierra Brave
Release Date: March 9, 2021
Keywords/Tags: Paranormal Romance, Alpha Dom,
Werewolf, Red Riding Hood Retelling, Adult Fairytale, Steamy Romance, Power Exchange,
Domestic Discipline, Fantasy Romance, Magic, Romantic suspense, Fated Mates
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Blurb:
Excerpt
“Elosha warned me. She said there would be people who would try to
turn me against The Order, predominantly men because they can’t stand a
matriarchal society with the dominant power. She said that’s why men only want
to marry virgins because they’re too selfish to raise a baby that isn’t their
blood.” Without waiting for his rebuttal, she ran for the exit, but as she
opened the passage a couple of inches, he slapped his huge hand against the
wood and forced her escape-access shut.
He pinned her against the door, breathing down her neck. “You are mine,
and you aren’t going anywhere unless I say you can.”
“Talk about proving my point.” She yanked at the knob.
His breath clung to her nape as his strapping body crushed her.
She closed her eyes, unable to move beneath his weight. He held each of her
wrists, his palms surrounding them, and applying enough pressure she knew he
could break her bones if he desired. His cock pressed against her ass,
hardening as she squirmed. He brushed his cheek against the side of her
forehead, prickling her skin with his beard.
“I’m sorry, Scarlett. I was hoping it wouldn’t come to this, but
you have to understand who’s in charge. You will obey me.”
Scarlett’s
heart thumped as sweat trickled down from her hairline. She had no idea what to
expect from this man who ran hot and cold in the blink of an eye.
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Links:
(Available
for pre-order until release date 3/9/21)
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About Sierra:
Sierra Brave is a multi-published
author of heart-pounding, blush-inducing romance with put-you-in-the-moment
love scenes. She enjoys writing about a variety of gorgeous alpha males who
can't resist head-strong heroines. Curvy girls have a special place in her
heart and often grace the pages of her books. Tales of shifters, cowboys,
twisted fairy tales, space pirates, Amazon warriors, and vampires capture her
imagination as do tempting spanking and ménage scenarios, but she also engages
in more down-to-earth themes such as office romance. You'll find lots of unique
characters and humor in all of her stories.
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Monday, March 8, 2021
Rainbow Lyrics and Mellow Mushrooms: Rainbow Snippet 3/6/21
A Snip Tease: Never piss off a Peacock
Sunday, March 7, 2021
Naughty Netherworld Press: Cloned Heat II: Full First Chapter #MFRWAuthor #MF...
Madly-in-Verse: Write... Edit... Publish... + IWSG February 2021 :...
Saturday, March 6, 2021
Writing In The Crosshairs: THE KISS_ WEP Post
Tea, Sigh, Create: The Kiss (WEP February 2021 Challenge)
Friday, March 5, 2021
Asian Adventures Promo
New
Release!
Asian Adventures: Erotic tales
from the East
By
Lisabet
Sarai
Bisexual, multicultural erotic
romance
boxed set (X
rated)
38,000
words, 131 pages
Amazon
KDP
/ Kindle Unlimited
ASIN: B08XW69V2R
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#Singapore #Bangkok #Dalat #Vietnam #HaLongBay
#Laos #LuangPrabang #AngkorWat #Cambodia #multicultural #bisexual #transgender
#menage #BBW #FF #MF #MM #MMF #moviestar #disability #BoxedSet
Citadel of Women
When
her
lover
dumps her, just
before
a
long-planned
trip
to
Angkor
Wat,
Doa
stubbornly
decides
to
travel
alone.
The
marvelous
sights
of
the
ancient
Khmer
empire
do
little
to
heal
the
rift
in
her
heart.
Che,
the
mercurial
young
tour
guide,
senses
her
loneliness. But
how
can
two
people
from
such
different
worlds
share
a
future?
Singapore Fling
Jason Chow is a brilliant engineer, a successful businessman and
a
bit
of
a
rebel.
He’s attracted
to
Ploy
from
the
moment
he
sets
eyes
on
her, but
he
doesn’t dare
respond
to
her
advances,
for
fear
she’ll
discover
his
secret
vice.
Ploy figures she’ll have to content herself with the cold comfort of a signed contract—unless the strength of Jason’s desire overwhelms his shame.
Lust in Dalat
The woman in the window seat to
my right had more flesh than I’d usually find attractive, and most of it was on
display. But she wasn’t trying to tease. She was simply at home in her own
skin.
And me? Traveling outside of the U.S. for the first time in my life, I was
nervous, inexperienced, awkward and excited. Especially excited. With Helen
next to me, who wouldn’t be?
Vows
Travel
brings
out
a
strange
recklessness
in
my
wife,
a
hunger
for
extremes
that
I
don’t see
when
we’re
in
New
York.
Now,
she
wants
us
to
seduce
the
achingly
beautiful
Buddhist
monk
we’ve
met
in
Luang
Prabang.
I
try
to
reject
her
suggestions,
to
resist
temptation.
But
I
yearn
for
his
body—and
his
serenity.
Dragon Boat Blues
I
booked the dragon boat cruise on Ha Long Bay
figuring my disability wouldn’t be a problem on the luxurious junk. I wasn’t looking for companionship, just a bit of peace. But when Stan and Phil welcomed
me into their circle of love,
I discovered how much healing
I still needed.
Butterfly
When Lek stepped onto the stage at the Butterfly Bar and began to dance, I fell for her hard. The weekend we spent together in Bangkok was pure heaven. How could I know our love would drag me through hell?
Excerpt from Dragon Boat Blues
I
didn’t have much difficulty getting into the dinghy—just handed my cane to the
guide, sat on the pier, and eased myself down to sit with the rest of the
tourists. Boarding the wooden junk anchored out in deeper water was another
story. A ladder of planks and rope led from the open rowboat to the deck above.
To climb, I would have to put all my weight on my bad leg. I knew that wouldn’t
work.
I balanced precariously in the dinghy, surveying the situation. Maybe this was a bad idea after all.
“Up you come, love.” The speaker leaned over the rail of the junk, offering a ham-sized paw. “Give us your hand.” He had a ruddy complexion and a curly russet mop threaded with gray.
“Are you sure? I’m not exactly light.” I’d never been petite, and since the accident, I’d put on quite a few pounds.
“No problem,” said his younger, sandy-haired companion. “We’re used to tossing hay bales.” He shot me a friendly grin and extended his arm in parallel with his friend’s. “Just hold on tight. That’s the way.”
I gripped their wrists. They did the same to me. As they began to haul me upward, the dinghy captain clamped me around the waist and lifted me off my feet. My good leg flailed, trying for a foothold on the rungs of the ladder. It was all very awkward and embarrassing, but in a few moments I was standing safe on the deck.
The guide passed me my cane, then scrambled up the ladder like a monkey.
“You alright?” The burly older man shot a wry look at the tangled rope contraption the guide was pulling over the gunwale. “Not exactly accessible, that.”
“Thanks for your help.” My long shirt had bunched up below my breasts. I smoothed it down over my leggings, feeling flustered and sweaty. “Probably I should have thought about that before I booked the cruise.”
“C’mon! And miss this?” My other rescuer made a sweeping gesture, indicating the lavishly appointed ship. “All this carved teak and polished brass?” The crimson sails over our heads snapped in the wind as the junk began to move. “Ha Long Bay’s supposed to be one of the wonders of the world. We’ve been saving to take this trip for three years.”
His enthusiasm made me feel so old. “I’m in Hanoi on business. One of my meetings got canceled, so I had a few free days. My hotel suggested this would be a good way to spend them.”
“You’ve got to take your chances as they come.” The stocky fellow smiled down at me and took my elbow in a gentlemanly fashion. “Why don’t we go up front, so we can see where we’re headed? I’m Stanley, by the way. Stan, folks call me. And this is Phil.”
I nodded, warmed by their friendliness despite my sour mood. “A pleasure. Lydia Sutton. You’re from England, I gather?”
Phil gave an energetic nod. “Dorset. Stan and me run a dairy farm now. Before, though, I worked as an insurance clerk in London. Before we met.”
He flashed a look of pure adoration at his companion.
Oh. I hadn’t pegged them as gay.
Stan saw the light dawn in my face. “We’re on our honeymoon. We always dreamed of traveling in Asia.” He paused, peering at me with a puzzled expression. “You look so familiar. Lydia, you say? Any chance we’ve met? Ever spend any time in London? Or done a Brighton weekend?”
I fought my sudden panic. No one was about to recognize me. I’d changed too much.
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Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B08XW69V2R
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About Lisabet
Lisabet Sarai has been addicted to words all her life. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five years old and her first poem at seven. Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred page dissertation, and lots of erotica and erotic romance – nearly one hundred titles, and counting, in nearly every sub-genre—paranormal, scifi, ménage, BDSM, GLBT, and more. Regardless of the genre, every one of her stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.
You’ll
find
information
and
excerpts
from
all
Lisabet’s books
on
her
website
(http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html),
along
with
more
than
fifty
free
stories
and
lots
more.
At
her
blog
Beyond
Romance
(http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com),
she
shares
her
philosophy
and
her
news
and
hosts
lots
of
other
great
authors.
She’s also
on
Goodreads
and
finally,
on
Twitter. Sign up for her VIP email list here: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh
Thursday, March 4, 2021
Writing Off the Edge: WEP February Challenge-The Kiss
Wednesday, March 3, 2021
The Half That You See Book Promo and Giveaway
Suspecting someone has invaded her home and the homes of those close to her, a woman struggles with delusions that may not have originated with her.
**Get the anthology for $5 off or get $10 off the book/candle set HERE!**
The Half That You See is written by twenty-six authors from five different countries, including Hemingway Foundation/PEN Award finalist Felice Picano, Feature Writer of the Year recipient Luciano Marano, and honorees from Ellen Datlow’s most recent Best Horror of the Year, Bill Davidson and Sam Hicks. Editor Rebecca Rowland is a dark fiction writer whose previous Dark Ink anthology curation work includes Ghosts, Goblins, Murder, and Madness and Shadowy Natures: Stories of Psychological Horror. Dark Ink Books is the proud home of UnMasked, the best-selling memoir of horror legend Kane Hodder, and Savini, the special effects icon’s coffee table biography.
Tuesday, March 2, 2021
The Soldier's Unexpected Family Book Promo and Giveaway
He had a plan…
She changed it all!
Major Aidan Murphy arrives in the charming small town of Hollydale to take full guardianship of his six-year-old nephew. Only there’s a slight problem—his vivacious, fiery co-guardian. School teacher Natalie Harrison has no intention of letting Aidan take her best friend’s heartbroken little boy away. Now Aidan must convince Natalie that blood is stronger than love…even if his heart tells him otherwise.
She tried to smile, but the man
stared at her, his brow furrowing deeper with each passing second. Once again,
a rush of familiarity flooded her, but she couldn’t pinpoint why it seemed like
she should know him.
“I had every impression you’d put
up more of a fight.”
“Why would I argue with you? You’ll
make life so much easier around here. By the way, I didn’t catch your name.
Mister...?”
Out of the blue, Danny rushed
toward her, Diane on his heels. Whatever was wrong with Danny must be serious.
“Excuse me a minute.” Her cowboy boots smacked the pavement as she hurried
toward the pair. “Mom! What’s happening? Danny, are you okay? Did you fall
down?”
Danny rushed past her, and she
twirled around. The stranger stood a couple of feet away, awe and wonder lightening
his hard face. Crouching down, he opened his arms wide for the sopping-wet
missile heading his way. Danny flew into his chest, and the man absorbed the
impact without falling down. Instead, he cradled Danny’s head and held him
tight.
Out of breath and wringing the wet
towel, Diane reached Natalie and touched her arm. “He started running before I
could find out anything.”
No wonder the man’s gray eyes looked so familiar. Natalie saw the same shape and seriousness in Danny’s brown ones every morning across her breakfast table when Danny slurped down his favorite cereal and drank his orange juice. Danny’s uncle, Major Aidan Murphy, had arrived in Hollydale six months ahead of schedule.
About the Author
Tour Giveaway
Ends March 17, 2021