Friday, November 16, 2018

Pre-Order Alert: Sapphic Holiday Cruise by USA Today Bestselling Author Erzabet Bishop #ff #romance #holidays #lesfic #erotic @erzabetbishop @lesficlipstick @naughtynightspr



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Heat up your #Holidays with this #steamy #lesbian #collection from USA Today Bestselling Author Erzabet Bishop!


Join Ms. Bishop as she whisks you away on a holiday cruise filled with romance and sexy times on the high seas. Meet an alluring pirate vixen, a boudoir photographer and more with stories that are sure to make your season merry and bright.


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Stories include:
The Mermaid Tattoo: When Erin goes on a cruise with friends to forget her failed romance, new revelations will make her holiday season bright.
Captain, Oh Captain: A Temptation Resorts Story: Every fantasy can be made real at Temptation Resorts. Even the cruise line that brings you there.
Holiday Gifts: A Temptation Resorts Story: Never underestimate the power of seduction and hidden benefits of dating the boss.
Wrapped in Red: Sexy times ensue when a chance encounter leads Laurel to a boudoir photography session.



Excerpt from Mermaid Tattoo
Someone had created a winter wonderland. Evergreen trees lit up with white Christmas lights graced every corner. Fluffy piles of “snow” lined the walls, and in the far corner of the room, one very large tree presided over the rest. Crystal ornaments and silver slivers of tinsel glittered as the light bounced off every surface. Mermaids frolicked amid the snow-flocked branches. Hundreds of shells and other sea life dangled between delicate blown-glass bulbs that gave the tree an ethereal under-the-ocean glow.
“God, it's gorgeous.”
Erin stepped into the room and marveled at the skill of whoever had set up the scene. It was spectacular. Movement on the far side of the room made her pause. She glimpsed a blonde woman with skin-tight jeans and a tight black tee hanging garland. She stepped off the ladder and retreated into the shadows.
I want to meet her.
The thought came unbidden, and it made her smile. She checked her watch and sighed. She didn't have much time before the shops closed, and she did want to check out that photography studio.
“Thank you.” A voice came out of the shadows at the far side of the room.
Erin started. “Oh!” She began to spin around to see who’d joined her, but as she did, she experienced a sudden draft of air. The front of the dress slipped open as the tie unfastened. In horrifyingly slow motion, it fell apart, revealing the black satin bra and matching thong panties she’d worn for the occasion.
A dark chuckle of female laughter met her ears as the mysterious person in the shadows made her way toward the glow of the tree. “Need some help with the dress there, tourist girl?”
Erin yanked the tie closed, furious. She turned to make a nasty retort when the owner of the voice came into view. Every thought trickled out of her mind as she stared at the vision of loveliness in front of her. Long blonde hair framed a heart-shaped face. The other woman’s lips were curved upwards in a mischievous smile. Blue eyes bordering on purple flashed with merriment. Or possibly it was just the light. The tight pink shirt with “Fight Like a Girl” blazed across the front made her smile.
As her eyes adjusted and she took in the high breasts and shapely form in front of her, Erin's mouth went dry, and her insides were infused with heat. A girl? I'm getting hot over a girl?
She'd never reacted this way to another person before. Ever. Not even Dylan. As far as she knew, she was as straight as straight could be. Yet here she was, staring at the woman in front of her as if she were the missing éclair from her last meal.
“Cat got your tongue?” The blonde seductress strolled past her and bent over, picking up a roll of white batting from the floor. Her jeans hugged her form like a second skin. The woman was close enough that the warm citrus scent of her rolled over Erin, and she sighed.
“Errr. Um. Hi. I'm Erin.”
“I'm Ariel. Glad you like the trees.”







About the author:
Erzabet Bishop is a two time USA Today award winning and bestselling author of paranormal and erotic romance. She lives in Houston, Texas and when she isn’t writing about sexy shifters or voluptuous heroines she enjoys playing in local bookstores and watching movies with her husband and furry kids.

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Thursday, November 15, 2018

#Freebie Alert: Grab Your Copy of Heart's Protector by USA Today Bestselling Author Erzabet Bishop #menage #mythology #shifter @erzabetbishop @naughtynightspr



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Heart’s Protector (Westmore Wolves #2)

Two hot gargoyles are determined to protect her. Can she find the strength inside to love them both?



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Wednesday, November 14, 2018

FREEBIE ALERT: Malediction by USA Today Bestselling Author Erzabet Bishop #PNR #Freebie @erzabetbishop @naughtynightspr



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Malediction (Curse Workers #2)

Something wicked this way comes.



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Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Release Day: Sigil Fire by USA Today Bestselling Author Erzabet Bishop #ff #lesfic #urbanfantasy #buffyfans #lostgirlfans @erzabetbishop @lesficlipstick @ginakincade @naughtynightspr


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Grab your copy of this Lesbian Paranormal Fantasy by USA Today Bestselling Author Erzabet Bishop!




Sonia is a succubus with one goal: stay off Hell’s radar. But when succubi start to die, including her sometimes lover, Jeannie, she’s drawn into battle between good and evil and a past that isn’t ready to let her go.

Fae is a blood witch turned vampire, running a tattoo parlor and trading her craft for blood. She notices that something isn’t right on the streets of her city. The denizens of Hell are restless. 

With the aid of her nest mate, Perry, and his partner, Charley, she races against time before the next victim falls. The killer has a target in his sights, and Sonia might not live to see the dawn.

**Includes First Christmas: A Sigil Fire Holiday Story**




#FF #Lesfic #succubus #vampires #demons #witches #lesbian #paranormal #fantasy #romantic #suspense #strongfemalelead #alphafemale




Excerpt:

The dream wrapped around Fae like gossamer silk. It was always the same. The woman’s back was to Fae—shapely curves illuminated against the shadows, the stranger’s face just out view. They were in a dark and winding alley, with the back side of row houses and businesses cluttered with dumpsters and badly repaired fences. The area behind the shops looked ramshackle and smelled worse. A combination of rotting garbage and the reek of something far worse.
A sense of urgency pounded through Fae. She needed to find this woman. Needed to find her now.
Dark demonic wings fluttered in the background, causing the mystery woman to flee. Her skirts whipped up, revealing calves that sucked the air from Fae’s lungs.
An aura of silvery wings hung behind the woman, vanishing as quickly as they appeared. The alleyway grew disjointed—a true setting from a nightmare. The red of her hair was only visible for a moment.
“Help me!” the woman’s sultry voice begged, out of breath and shrill with terror.
Fae’s dream self darted behind her. Shadowy faces and writhing figures moved in the periphery of her vision. She stared straight ahead. She had to focus. To find the woman.
“Wait!” She reached out, but only caught the tendrils of mist that filled the void.
The air chilled as Fae streaked through the fog. A fractured scream echoed in the murky dampness. Seeing anything became more difficult. The swampy odor of decay made Fae gag but still she pressed on. Don’t look. Just move.
Fae panicked. “Where are you?” The need to find the woman was overwhelming. There was something important about her. Even if Fae didn’t know what it was—she had to find the stranger. With her heart racing, Fae kept moving.
“Stop!” A terrible scream rang out in the darkness.
Fae’s pulse thrummed in her throat; her fangs clenched in fear. Where was she? Fae’s footsteps rang hollow as she ran, eyes searching, senses reaching out for any sign of the woman. Around her the buildings changed. Cold concrete walls penned her in. There was only one way to go. Forward.
A dim figure loomed in the distance, barely visible against the mists. Large wings unfolded, the odor of sulfur and dark rotting things made her sour stomach flip once more. The sound of tearing clothes and panicked screams met her ears. Shit.
Fae snarled, racing toward the sound of sobbing. Her boots hit the pavement, puddles of water and filth spraying out as she ran.
There was the mystery woman. Long, red hair draped over the concrete, defiled by the refuse on the ground surrounding her.
A streetlight shone bright in the foggy night air, and Fae was finally able to see the woman's face around the creature that held the woman prisoner in its grip.
Full, red lips parted in shock as the demon’s fingers tightened around her throat. With her wide eyes brilliant and dark against her ivory complexion, it was clear she was dying. Her gaze met Fae’s, a panicked expression of recognition, and as she looked at her attacker, fear.
Fae stepped forward. “Get off her, asshole,” she hissed, taking another step forward.
The being turned its head, empty eyes staring right into her soul.
“Fae.” Its lips tilted up into a satanic grin and he turned, revealing more of the partially nude woman.
Fae startled and took a step back. “How do you know me?” Her hand felt for a blade at her side. Nothing. Dammit!
Fae would have to try and save the mystery woman with only her strength.
Her fingers brushed the oily feathers of the demon’s wings, intent on pulling it away from the girl, but instead she ended up with nothing.
Dark laughter filled the hollow passage, and in a burst of noxious smoke, the being was gone.
Fae spun on her heel trying to see where it had gone, then moved back and knelt at the woman’s side. “Red.”
“Find me,” the woman whispered, her eyes locking onto Fae’s. A delicate smile drifted across her lips as she, too, began to fade into the mist.
“No!” Fae’s heart twisted in her chest. Just when she had found her, the woman was lost yet again. “No!” Despair clogged her throat.
The shadows of the alley loomed dark as the streetlight fell dim.
***

Fae jerked awake. She lay twisted in the sheets. Her breath came in gasps as the dream faded, leaving her cold and alone in her bed. She had seen the stranger’s face. Finally.
Her dog, Jellybean, whined in the darkness and snuggled in closer, her furry black face burrowing deep under the covers.
“Red,” she whispered. “I’ll find you.”
Staring out the window into the moonless night, Fae listened as the wind whipped the trees outside into a frenzy. Something was coming. But so was she.


About the author:

Erzabet Bishop is a two time USA Today award-winning and bestselling author of paranormal and erotic romance. She lives in Houston, Texas and when she isn’t writing about sexy shifters or voluptuous heroines she enjoys playing in local bookstores and watching movies with her husband and furry kids.

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https://erzabetwrites.wixsite.com/lesficandlipstick


Monday, November 12, 2018

New Release: Golden: The Pride of Panthers by Allyson Young




Golden: The Pride of Panthers 1


Trace da Costa is determined to unite the nomadic and unsocial panther shifters of the Americas in order to add their voice—as a pride—to that of the rest of the world’s shifters. Humans are aware shifters exist which has led to innumerable problems, especially threatening the survival of the solitary big cats.
His followers have already embraced the idea of mating and staying together to raise their cubs and when he finds his mate he must convince her of the rationale behind the change in tradition.

Aura Maas has no interest in males, aside from the occasional one night stand and even if Trace da Costa is her mate she isn’t willing to give up her lonely lifestyle, having become inured to it at an early age. She is well aware of the risks with no one to have her back and resistant to the idea of being responsible for another—especially a cub or two.
But she’s impossibly drawn to Trace and when danger strikes they make a formidable team. Not to mention how great the sex is. She agrees to commit for a month, against her better judgment because her cat has already accepted him and her human side is fighting a losing battle.
But there are other forces at work, from traditionalists to hunters and it’s only when she flees on instinct and Trace follows her that she accepts her fate. She is claimed by him—and him by her.

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Excerpt:

“Where is she?” The tension in his voice betrayed his need.
Rock Gideon spoke from the side of his mouth. “Secured in the back room.”
His gut clenched as his entire body went on alert. “What do you mean, secured?”
“Tied, wrapped, and gagged. Secured. She should be waking up from the injection right about now.”
“You drugged and secured my mate.” A stupid man might have missed the dire warning in Trace’s tone. Rock was anything but.
Easing up on his elbows, the big male shook his hair from his eyes. Trace held his stare, their beasts close to the surface. The wolf broke first and dropped his gaze for an instant. “It took five of my pack to subdue her. Shade and Blaze are still recovering—in wolf form! It was a fucking bloodbath. Without the injection, you’d still be looking for her, and how I managed to administer that is a mystery.”
Despite the damage to Rock’s people, Trace couldn’t help but feel a frisson of arrogance and satisfaction. Aura Maas was worthy of him and his pride. Not that his loosely knit group of panthers were actually a pride, but they were still connected. And he required a mate to help bind them together before their kind faded into the mist. It was his lifelong ambition and one within his grasp.
He’d outlived his parents, and his sister… Well, he hadn’t given up hope for Ariana, not yet, but most everyone else had, and it was as if he was the last of his line. And so he was determined to build a larger family, both for safety and longevity of their species.
“I apologize for your trouble and offer my regards to your pack. I’ll also increase the prize money.”
With a huff, Rock turned back to his beer. His tone was admiring, if grudging. “Whoever tames that cat will have a lifetime of—”
Whatever the wolf thought Trace would have with Aura was clearly beyond his ability to describe. Trace hid a smug smile and said, “I’ll see her now.”
“Help yourself. Just keep between her and the fucking door once you cut her free.” Rock fished a key out of his shirt pocket. “New deadbolt. And the window is barred. We’ve kept … guests before.”
The information gave him pause but for a moment. Whomever Rock kept prisoner or in a way station wasn’t his business. The alpha wolf had a reputation of being on the up and up. Regardless, he didn’t have time to ponder. His mate awaited him.



About the Author:
Allyson Young aka Peri Elizabeth Scott lives in cottage country, Manitoba, Canada where she and her husband pretend to work well together in their seasonal business. 
She has always enjoyed the written word, and after reading an erotic romance, quite by mistake, decided to try her hand at writing one. That effort was followed by a mix of spicy (Ally) and (sweet) Peribeth romances in various genres as well as a post apocalyptic adventure without a lick of romance by Peribeth. 
A best selling Amazon author, a hybrid and a co-author, as of October 2018 she has published seven series and several standalones-all available on Amazon-with others in the works.

Friday, November 9, 2018

New Release: Lesfic Tales: A Lesbian Short Story Collection by USA Today Bestselling Author Erzabet Bishop #lesfic @erzabetbishop @lesficlipstick @naughtynightspr




Title: Lesfic Tales: A Lesbian Short Story Collection

Join USA Today Erzabet Bishop as she weaves thirteen lesbian tales of wild magic, a ghost walk, toe-curling travel plans, kinky places, and stories of terror that will leave you wanting more.



The collection includes:

Kink the Shelves: This bookstore job is unlike any other.
Salted Caramel Kink: Indulge your sweet tooth with some salted caramel goodness.
Charity Benshaw’s Enchanted Paddle Emporium: Wild magic reigns in this very unique job interview.
Eternal Night: Lovecraftian monsters haunt the night in this tale of terror.
Red Envelope: Meeting a friend for coffee has some interesting revelations and an invitation that can’t be ignored.
Bali High: An older woman finds romance in the arms of a sexy young flight attendant.
Art Speak: A day at work at the museum will bring untold delights.
Orchid Rain: The road to miscommunication is paved by good intentions.
As You Wish: This employee works hard at granting her boss’s every whim.
Ghost Lights: A sceptic visits a ghost walk and finds herself with some unexpected company.
Yes, Mistress: A little kink goes a long way.
Red Moon Rising: Terror stalks the night and a detective has to come to terms with what she’s lost.
Ascending Ameliah: Some meetings are fate.



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About the author:
Erzabet Bishop is a two time USA Today award winning and bestselling author of paranormal and erotic romance. She lives in Houston, Texas and when she isn’t writing about sexy shifters or voluptuous heroines she enjoys playing in local bookstores and watching movies with her husband and furry kids.
Follow her on Twitter for more lesfic posts: @lesficlipstick

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Pre-Order Now: Secrets Past by Noelle Rahn-Johnson #vampires #pnr



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Order your copy of this vampire paranormal romance today!


When Brogen is killed in battle, and emerges as a vampire, what does he do to waste time in his grief for the next few centuries? He preys on the predators of the innocent.
That is, until he falls in love with a human woman and shares with her his Secrets Past.

Samantha’s lived in foster homes her entire life, knowing nothing about where she came from and never fitting in. When she turns eighteen, she receives a mysterious package from her ancestors that turns her world upside down.

A necklace and ring in the package were meant for her protection, but have now put her in danger. When she's mortally wounded by rogue vampires, Sam finds out who she truly is. Will she finally feel safe enough to tell Brogen her Secrets Past as well?


#vampires #paranormal #romantic #suspense #romance #secrets #demons #alphas #magic