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This is a saucy, sassy, fun Christmas Collection, an Anthology of Multi-Genre ErocoThrobbers from Award-Winning NYT, USA Today Bestselling Authors!

~~~~~~~~ Hot and Spicy ~ Cool and Cozy ~ Scorching to the Touch ~~~~~~~~

You are going to love this great collection of Sexy Christmas Stories that celebrate the Hallowed Halls of Christmas so beautifully decked out with lights, balls...and more balls...a few naked butts, some kinky fur chains and satin ribbons sure to warm the cockles of your hearts and...well, other anatomical parts.

This book is dedicated to you, our loyal friend, family and reader fan. As a gesture of our appreciation for your loyal support, unfaltering encouragement and insatiable appetite for the romantic, erotic, sometimes kinky literotica we so love to write. While we adore what we do, no matter our struggle in our love/hate relationship with pen and ink, our muse or the censors, without you none of what we do would have purpose.

So...don't bother keeping your hands to yourself ~ It is Christmas! Unwrap, unribbon, untape, and crack out the eggnog! Parade around naked while you deck the balls and halls!! And celebrate!

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Introduction By International Bestselling Author C.K. Laurence

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I was so honored when Muffy Wilson asked me to write the introduction to this holiday compendium of the bestselling Literotica authors that could be found that I immediately dropped my pants and pulled on my ho hos to begin deliberation on how I could possibly do justice to the joy, love, humor and sincere holiday spirit in PUT YOUR HO HOs ON.
Sleigh bells rung in my head here in 90 degree Miami Beach heat and I tingled in all those special places as I read each of the best selling Literotica author's entries. It was so buoying to be one of the first to have the opportunity to read the entire collection of delightful tales of love, romance and hot sex--in the spirit of Christmas!
Relax in your most comfortable chair--or if you're reading it with one of your particularly special partners you might be more comfy wearing your birthday suit and cuddling in bed. You are about to read the works of over twenty bestselling Literotica authors, all carefully chosen for their always titillating books and the most capable to write these erotic tales of six-pack Santas, hung so well that you'll have sugar plum genitals dancing in your heads! (OOOOPS! Did I say that out loud?)
I'm going to turn the anthology over to you now, because even if you're not breathing a little heavier just yet, you will be when you get to the 'meat' of the stories. So put your ho hos on and get ready for the hottest winter holidays ever!

~ C.K. Laurence
International Bestselling Mystery Author
The Mystery of Jessica Benson
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From the Inside Flap

Muffy Wilson

Christmas Marine

"Carpe Marine Christmas Package."

Airicka Phoenix

Heads or Tails

"Heads, I'm yours. Tails, you're mine."

Ashen White

8 Yule Swords

"A coven of skyclad witches initiates a novice on the Longest Night of

Winter."

Bernard Tristan Foong

Naughty Bad Boys

"Let's be naughty and bad. That'll save Santa the trip."

Blak Rayne

Turkish Delight

"One box of candies, one blindfold, and in one night everything

changed."

 C.P. Mandara

Melting

"She's waited ten years for one night."

Erzabet Bishop

Naughty Cookie

"Wooden spoons will fly..."

Gale Stanley

Cry Uncle

"Dumped by her soulmate, Polly is afraid to trust another man--until she embraces a lifestyle where trust is everything."

Gemma Parkes

Calendar Girl

"The camera never lies, but sometimes it can reveal more than was intended."

Gina Kincade

On Santa's Naughty List

"Sometimes there's more rewarding fun to be had on Santa's

naughty list!"

Jacintha Topaz

Skid - Black Storm Pack 5

"Alpha finds a mate in the most unlikely man and place."

Ju Ephraime

Pleasure Intense

"This Christmas he plan on taking her in every position possible...

all sixty-four of them."

Kiki Howell

Silent Night

"The peace of Christmas Eve eludes a vampire in love."

Maddie Taylor    

His Naughty Christmas Angel

"Will her dominant boss jump at the chance for some yuletide delights or will her naughtiness prompt a different response entirely?"

Pablo Michaels

Little Old St Nick

"Is sex before dinner with Little Ole St. Nick the true meaning of Christmas?"

Paige Matthews

A Devoured Christmas

"Christmas gets kinky and devoured"

Phoenix Johnson

A Bride for Christmas

"All he wants for Christmas is a bride to call his own."

P.T. Macias

Blood Moon Mate

"Paranormal bad boys are sexy, wild, and full of suspense!"

R.B O'Brien

The Bed, the Blindfold and the Belt

"Will Michael allow Natalie to cum home for Christmas?"

Rebecca Lorenson

A Christmas Ornament

"Far from home, Dawn gets a little Christmas spirit."

Sky Purington

A Christmas Miracle

"Love found across time is put to the test when tragedy separates a Highlander

from his lass."

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Breathless Monday: Holidays in Hell by Erzabet Bishop

Publisher: Breathless Press

Author: Erzabet Bishop

Heat level: 4

Pages: 54 approximately

Buy link: http://www.breathlesspress.com/index.php?main_page=product_free_shipping_info&cPath=13&products_id=709

Blurb:

Deck the halls with all things kinky. Jonas is an incubus with an incurable lust for gingerbread and holiday lights. When he finds himself falling for Holly Pendleton, the woman he has marked as the final soul to end his contract, he faces a heart wrenching decision: take what he needs to feed his hunger or sacrifice himself for the woman who has lit his own demonic soul on fire. Tied up with red ribbons, Holly just might be Jonas's deepest Christmas wish and the one woman who could set him free.

Excerpt:

"It's twisted." Mallory sniped, her tone coolly disapproving. Grabbing Jonas by the arm, they trudged down the main street of the Old Towne shopping district, dodging tourists and rabid consumers on a mission.

"What?"

"You’ve lost your mind completely. Here? At a shopping mall? Seriously?"

"Why not? It's not like they'll even notice." Jonas glanced in Mallory's direction and stared after the white coat of a woman he'd just seen in the crowd. It was strange, but it almost seemed like she was following them. Jonas didn't care. He stuffed the panic down and resumed his vigil. Somewhere out there was his last conquest. He just had to find her.

Holiday music piped through the air and the smell of chestnuts roasting wafted toward the crowd. The Carver Hills Old Towne Winter Carnival was in full force and it warmed Jonas’s soul to see it. Throwing caution to the wind, he let out another burst of energy and sent it spiraling into the crowd. What could it hurt? He was here on a shopping expedition of his own, and it wasn’t for the latest transforming doll or gadget. Nope. Lust was his mission. He was hungry.

"Because..." Mallory's voice trailed off as she patted the squirming dog in her purse. Terrance yipped and gave an indignant growl. Stuffed into a red sweater, the little black Chihuahua looked absolutely miserable.

 "Oh my God, Jonas. Why do you have to always pick the toughest crowd? It's a needle in a haystack."

“You’re entitled to your opinion. I, for one, am going to check things out and find something, or someone, to eat." Jonas's lips curved up in a smile at Mallory's irritated and completely unladylike snort.

"Mallory, if I want a cheeseburger I'll go to a drive-through. I want something a little more substantial. And that means I'm going to have to work for it, okay?"

She stared at him, a mutinous look on her face. Terrance yipped and she reached down absently to pet him. He shook, trying to curl himself into a ball inside Mallory's large gold purse but having a hard time.

"You'd better get him in out of the cold. The little guy's shaking like a leaf."

"He's fine," she snapped.

"Okay. Don't say I didn't warn you when his little bladder decides it's time to void all over your cell."

"Ugh! Jonas. That's disgusting. Terrence wouldn't do that, would you, honey?" Mallory reached down and gave the dog a kiss on the top of his smooth black head.

The dog whined and shook.

"Go on, Mal. I'll be fine." Please. So I can get down to business.

 He knew what he wanted. Lust was, after all, his personal vice of the seven deadlies. It really didn't matter the form. It was usually sex that got people into trouble, but any old lust would do. And right now, he wanted to indulge in a little proclivity of his own. If Mallory would leave him the hell alone, that is. The need was there and it was clawing at his gut relentlessly. But so was the desire to revel in the holidays. If things went badly, it would be his last ride on the bus, so to speak. He didn’t want to miss a thing.

 This was his most favorite time of year. Christmas. Twinkling lights. Tacky reindeer yard ornaments. Tinsel. Garlands. Ah, the things you could do with a garland. A little tricky rope work and a willing partner and you had yourself your own little bondage Christmas carol. A happy smile tilted up the corner of his mouth. It was funny as Hell, really. A lust demon with a fetish for Christmas ornaments.

About the author:

Erzabet Bishop has been crafting stories since she could pound keys on her parents’ old typewriter. She has only just learned that it is a whole lot more fun writing naughty books.

Although she is new to Breathless Press, she is a contributing author to several websites and magazines and has an extremely impressive backlist of more than 50 books, articles and short stories and was also a finalist for the GCLS 2014 awards in two separate categories. She will be releasing several new titles through Breathless Press in the coming months.

She lives in Texas with her husband and furry children, and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects, and watch monster movies.

When she isn’t writing, she loves to review music and books.

Follow her reviews and posts on Twitter @erzabetbishop.

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A Very Scandalous Holiday Review Tour

A VERY SCANDALOUS HOLIDAY

by Nancy Fraser, Sophia Garrett, Amber Lin and Christa McHugh

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BLURB:

Entangled Publishing presents…A Very Scandalous Holiday Anthology. Four very spirited vignettes of holidays past.

Erin’s Gift by Nancy Fraser

Chicago 1920

Widower, Seth Harrison, has no intention of falling in love again but will he be able to resist the sweetness of his son’s nanny, Erin O’Mara—his sister’s best friend?

An Eternity of You by Sophia Garrett

England 1833

The Duke of Sharrington left Rebecca with more than a broken heart six years ago—he left her with a son. His return rekindles their passion, but only a Christmas miracle will convince the town surgeon to believe in his promises of eternity again.

Letters at Christmas by Amber Lin

England, late Regency

After three years at sea, Captain Hale Prescott has the means to marry the love of his life and his best friend’s sister, Sidony Harbeck. However, she might never speak to him again. Despite their whispered adolescent promises, he never wrote her a single letter…at least, none he ever sent.

Eight Tiny Flames by Crista McHugh

1944 Ardennes, WWII

Lt. Ruth Mencher has always secretly admired Capt. Joseph Klein, but it takes the lighting of a Hanukkah candle to uncover the spark of mutual attraction. Each night awakens a new facet of their relationship, but as the Battle of the Bulge begins, the approaching Nazi forces threaten to tear them apart.

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Excerpt from Letters at Christmas by Amber Lin

Hale’s presence stirred the air behind her. She stared straight ahead at the frost-covered panes. His breath ruffled her hair.

“Were you looking for me?” he whispered. “You knew I’d arrive today. Is that why the window was open?”

An embarrassed flush heated her skin. She felt too exposed, like a raw nerve. Still, there was one advantage to being found out. She didn’t have to hide any longer. Turning, she faced him.

He bent his head to her. He was going to kiss her. She should turn away. She should tell him no. His lips met hers directly, and she moaned. She truly moaned, aloud. He could hear her, and instead of dying of mortification, she wrapped her arms around his neck. He made a sound of surprise before holding her more closely. His hand slipped to the small of her back and pulled her against him. His other hand fanned along her jaw, holding her steady as he kissed her. She needed his guidance because her body had lost all sense and reason. Her limbs trembled, her heart raced.

“Hale?”

“Jesus, I missed you.”

It was the wrong thing to say. She pulled back. “You didn’t write. You promised to write to me. Every single day, you said.” She let sarcasm color her voice. “You could have skipped a few days. That would have been fine.”

“I wrote.”

“No letters. Not even one.” She laughed hollowly. “You said you loved me, Hale, and you couldn’t even bring yourself to write one letter.”

“I did… Damn it.” He ran a hand through his hair.

She waited for him to explain what he meant. A lump lodged in her throat when he said nothing. He’d forgotten about her, and now he was lying to her. For what purpose? So he could win a bet? Because he’d gotten tired of traveling the world and could now settle for poor little Sidony?

“Get out,” she said evenly.

“Sidony.”

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Review:

This collection of stories was a wonderful and heartwarming. Amber Lin always plucks at my heart strings and she can tell a tale, no matter what time she writes about. Kitty cats and missing letters abound in this lovely story of coming home. I loved it. Reading the second story, Eight Tiny Flames by Crista McHugh, you feel like you are there in the wartime fray Excellent piece. I want to read more from this author. :) An Eternity of You by Sophia Garrett was amazing.  Erin's Gift by Nancy Fraser was a heart wrenching story of love, loss and happiness. I have enjoyed every story I have ever read by Nancy Fraser and was excited to read this one. Great compilation and I hope there is another grouping like this next year. 

4.5/5

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

About Sophia Garrett:

Sophia Garrett always knew she wanted to be a writer, and more specifically, a historical romance writer. Her teenage years were spent rabidly gobbling up the newest books from romance icons such as Johanna Lindsey, Sabrina Jefferies, Julie Garwood, and Kathleen E. Woodiweiss. She composed her first romance novel about the American Revolution, in high school.

When Sophia is not researching...well, she's always researching! But in her non-working hours she enjoys studying historical events (yes, she's one of those girls), watching documentaries, taking in action-packed dramas at the theatre, and spending as much time as possible with her two young sons collecting bugs, racing Hot Wheels, and smashing things in video games.

Her second passion is animals, so much so that at one time she considered a career in veterinary medicine. Chemistry, however, waged war on her sanity, and she decided training horses was far less harmful than trying to manipulate miniscule objects that can't be seen. Setting her sweatshirt on fire in lab might have had something to do with that. She still has her horses but has added a chicken...or two. And a duck. And a (house) pig. And several dogs. And cats. And... who knows what might turn up next!

Sophia frequently attends conferences and signing events that take her throughout the United States. In addition, she often presents for her local Romance Writers of America chapters and is available to present to additional authors' groups. She loves to connect with readers and writers alike, so be sure to say hello!

Website: http://www.authorsophiagarrett.com

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7267526.Sophia_Garrett

Twitter: https://twitter.com/ClaireAshgrove

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

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CRISTA McHUGH

Crista McHugh is a multiple award-winning author of fantasy romance and paranormal romance with heroines who are smart, sexy, and anything but ordinary.

Growing up in small town Alabama, Crista relied on story-telling as a natural way for her to pass the time and keep her two younger sisters entertained.

She currently lives in the Audi-filled suburbs of Seattle with her husband and two children, maintaining her alter ego of mild-mannered physician by day while she continues to pursue writing on nights and weekends.

Just for laughs, here are some of the jobs she's had in the past to pay the bills: barista, bartender, sommelier, stagehand, actress, morgue attendant, and autopsy assistant.

And she's also a recovering LARPer. (She blames it on her crazy college days)

To be the first to know about her latest releases or to be entered into exclusive contests, please sign up for her newsletter using the contact form on her webpage, www.cristamchugh.com.


Crista Author Links:

Website: www.cristamchugh.com

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Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3035791.Crista_McHugh

AMBER LIN:

Amber Lin writes erotic romance with damaged souls and deep emotion.

Her debut novel Giving It Up (Loose Id, 9781611188431) received The Romance Review’s Top Pick, Night Owl Top Pick, and 5 Blue Ribbons from Romance Junkies. RT Book Reviews gave it 4.5 stars, calling it “truly extraordinary.” The sequel is slated for release in early 2013. Her small town romance will be published by Carina Press in Fall 2013.

Amber married her high school sweetheart, birthed a kid who’s smarter than she is, and spends her nights writing down her dirty thoughts. In other words, life is good



Amber's Author Links:

Website: http://www.authoramberlin.com

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5827158.Amber_Lin

Twitter: https://twitter.com/authoramberlin

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

NANCY FRASER:

Like most authors, Nancy began writing at an early age, usually on the walls and with crayons or, heaven forbid, permanent markers. Her love of writing often made her the English teacher's pet which, of course, resulted in a whole lot of teasing. Still, it was worth it.

In her time away from writing, Nancy dotes on her five grandchildren. She's currently happily single (let's face it, it's difficult to find a man who can live up to her sexy, fictitious heroes) and enjoying life as is for the time being.

Nancy's Author Links

Website: http://www.nancyfraser.ca

Facebook: www.facebook.com/nancyfraserauthor

Twitter: https://twitter.com/nfraserauthor

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7206382.Nancy_Fraser

Vanilla Free Christmas and The Session by Lila Shaw

This Christmas, the best gifts are waiting for those who have been naughty…

And the toys under the tree are not for children. Sexy Santas, naughty elves, and dominant shifters are ready to spread some very kinky Christmas cheer. It's a good thing the ladies in our stories are looking for anything but vanilla.

So I have a little holiday treat for you today. Lila Shaw has popped by the blog with a tempting little morsel that relates to her story in the new and oh so naughty holiday anthology Vanilla Free Christmas. This wonderful book is warming my nights and I wanted to share this with you so you can get yourself a copy to get properly in the mood.

Amazon:

http://www.amazon.com/Vanilla-Free-Christmas-ebook/dp/B00AH1U41M/ref=sr_1_2?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1355898042&sr=1-2&keywords=vanilla+free+christmas

The Session:

Dr. Baskin's pen darts across the page recording the odd scraps as I talk about how my day at the office went. It's like we're in a fucked up fifties sitcom only her "honey, how was your day?" is more like, "tell me how many times you scraped up the courage to leave your desk today."

"Fantastic progress, Jonah. This new job seems to be agreeing with you, yes? Your anxiety has settled into the tolerable range?"

I nod and rub my itchy nose. She's staring at me, obviously wanting me to expand on my panic attacks or reduction thereof. It is true. I haven't had nearly as many since starting the new drugs and therapy. But what I can't and won't tell Dr. Baskin is I have a secret angel. Her name is Samantha, or Sam as she prefers. Dr. Baskin told me to find an anchor or focal point to help calm me, something predictable, logical and dependable. I wasn't supposed to pick a human being. I did anyway. I picked Sam.

It's a silly story, the how and why of Sam. I scarcely know myself other than when panic threatened to pull me down and drown me, one of her emails or instant messages would arrive, and somehow I'd find the strength to vanquish my demons. I always have to drop what I'm doing to answer Sam, you see. She is paramount. She is the sun I revolve around, the giver of light and warmth.

"Jonah? Are you listening to me?" Dr. Baskin asks.

"Hmm?"

"You've mentioned someone named Sam a couple of times. Is Sam a friend you've made at work?"

Shit. Figures she'd notice. I don't even remember saying her name. "Sam's a she." I shouldn't be so quick to correct the good doctor. She'll be like a dog on a scent now.

"Is she your girlfriend?" Her pen moves furiously over the page then hovers like a hummingbird.

"Sam works at my company." And this is true. Sam is my co-worker. She's five feet three inches of curves and softness and hopes of what might be...someday...if I can get better. I want to get better. I have to get better.

I also won't tell my doctor about the steamy instant message exchange we had yesterday, Sam and I, because last week I let slip how much into voyeurism and exhibitionism I am. I am a study in irony. I had given her a couple of live webcam sites to check out. That she actually watched them and was turned on by them had me hard before I finished reading her instant message. After her confession, we began chatting about the type of scene we'd broadcast. Just a joke at first...and then suddenly it wasn't.

"I'd want to be tied spread-eagle to the bed," she'd written. "Camera on my pussy, my arousal on display for the viewers."

Oh, when she wrote that, I slouched and shoved my hips further under my desk. No one was around; they'd all gone to lunch. I took myself in hand, typing awkwardly with the other. "That'd be enough to make most of the viewers come."

"What do you do?" she asked. How could she have known the beast she was unleashing?

"Assuming I can tear my eyes away from you, I shuttle my hand along my cock, pumping myself hard as a diamond as I zoom in closer with the camera on the canvas of your body. I tell you to close your eyes and keep them shut."

A noise in the hallway interrupted me before I could finish that thought.

Sam messaged back, "My eyes are shut. What do you do to me?" The cursor blinked begging me to respond.

My work area quiet again, I resumed typing. "Starting at the foot of the bed, I curl my hand around your instep and press soft kisses on the tops of your feet. Since I haven't shaved this morning, the scrape of stubble sweeps across the path as I slowly move up your calf. You laugh and tell me it tickles. When I get to the backside of your knee, I flick my tongue into the crease then blow hot air on the trail I leave. You shudder from the play of cool and warm on your skin. You reach down and, twisting your fingers in my hair, tug me higher. I can smell how much you want me and, oh Sam, it's driving me wild."

I took a moment to rub my hand over my erection and finding it hot and demanding, I continued disgorging my fantasy in instant messages.

"I raise up on my knees. You whimper because you think I'm done. I'm not; I've barely begun. Instead I say, 'I'm going to feast on your pussy and then I'm going to fuck you six ways to Sunday.'"

Sam types back. "And do you?"

"I work my way down from your still sealed eyelids and when I finally ease inside you, fill you to bursting, I whisper in your ear, my starlet, 'Open your eyes now, little lamb, and watch me as I come,' and you do, only you come as soon as they flicker open and you see the light on the webcam running quietly off to the side. You aren't a lamb at all but a minx and maybe even a slut. I think maybe I should show the viewers how naughty girls should be handled, but I don't. Not this time. But as I thrust deep and hard until I finally lose my fucking mind, I whisper a promise in your ear that next time I won't be so lenient."

I stopped there to give her a chance to respond. I hoped she was still with me, that I hadn't scared her off.

"I think I need to take a bathroom break before I leave a wet spot on my chair," she wrote.

I laughed and closed the chat window. A few minutes later she walked by the doorway to my department, her back stiff, thighs clamped together. Our eyes met as she passed and though I begged my legs to carry me to her, they refused. My heart pounded in my chest, equally aroused and terrified, but fear won the battle. Again.

I've relived that exchange so many times today. Perched awkwardly on a stiff, uncomfortable chair with my legs crossed to keep my wayward cock under control, I lift my eyes to meet Dr. Baskin's.

"No, she's just a co-worker," I repeat. 

About the author:

Lila Shaw is the pen name for a writer of works of erotica and erotic romance. Lila’s erotic writings typically involve strong-willed women with feminist tendencies, and are often playful, sarcastic and even silly.  She believes if you can’t occasionally laugh at the physical aspects of love, you’re taking life far too seriously…unless the condom breaks, then you have every right to fret.

Connect with Lila:

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The Review:

Save your vanilla for those Christmas cookies because you won't need any for this holiday anthology. Full of naughty elves, sexy Santas, role playing holiday revelers and more, this collection of stories will keep you reading late into the night.

I can't say enough about this group of stories. All of them are great and in particular, Lila Shaw's The Man Inside has a sexy Santa that will have any woman swooning. Jonah is a man of mystery. Sam is both intrigued and a little scared of how he makes her feel. At the company Christmas party, the two will have an interlude so smoking hot you won't be able to put down your e-reader and will be reaching for an iced egg nog latte to quench the scorch. I loved reading "The Session" with Jonah fighting his urge to stay indoors and loved how he finds and seduces Sam. I will never look at a Santa suit quite the same way again. Hello naughty Christmas fetish!

5/5 for this story and the antho as a whole! Don't miss this little nibble in your e-book Christmas stocking. It's better than a chocolate covered candy cane.

Thanks Lila for being on the blog today and I hope you ladies are cooking up some more holiday magic for next year!

Ghost for Christmas

A Ghost for Christmas

Kacey Hammell

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Genre: Paranormal Erotic Romance

Release Date: December 6^th 

ISBN# 978-1-77130-211-1

After receiving a long weekend at an elegant hotel beside the majestic Niagara Falls as a Christmas gift, Jodie Gibson is determined to do nothing but relax and enjoy the scenery. And, okay, just maybe meet someone who makes her toes curl.

Sebastian is sophisticated, tall, dark and gorgeous--everything a woman fantasizes about. But he's also an 18^th century ghost. He haunts the halls of the hotel, seeking the one true love that can help him find peace… 

Excerpt © Kacey Hammell

As she peered into the reflective glass, a face appeared behind her. Jodie whipped around and fell back against the window.

Oh my fucking God!

Before her, in what looked like a shimmering bubble, stood the most breathtakingly beautiful man she’d ever seen. Dressed in a white shirt and black pants, he had dark unruly hair and striking, magnetic blue eyes that held her in place.

Jodie blinked, uncertain, scared and breathless.

How was it possible? She’d read the newspaper clippings, yes, but it was unimaginable to think ghosts might actually walk among the living.

Not everything made sense. She only believed in things that could actually be seen, felt and touched. This seemed surreal.

Stunned by the apparition before her, dressed in what looked like centuries-old clothes straight out of Esquire, he seemed to look straight through her, and his smile warmed her clear to her toes. Lord, she was in trouble.

“Hello.” Soft and gravelly, his voice alone seduced her…all the way to her toes. Her body quivered and her center tightened.

Whoa. What the hell am I thinking?  There’s a ghost in front of me and I’m ready to jump his bones. Not bloody likely.

“What are you doing here? Get out.  I don’t care who you are, you’re leaving, right now.”

He frowned. “No need to be frightened.  I’ve been here for centuries.”

Jodie laughed, and not one to wilt like a scared little girl, stood tall. “This is all a joke.” She looked around, up and down, and all over the room. “Are there hidden cameras somewhere?  Hey, Ashton, if you’re behind the camera, you can come out now.  I’ve been Punk’d good. Thanks and all, but I’d like to get on with my evening without you.”

 “Who is this Ashton? What is a punk?  A rake, perhaps?” he asked.

Jodie squinted.  “A rake?”  She hadn’t ever heard that term spoken, but had read it in historical romances. No one talked like that these days. “No. Never mind, it’s not important. Listen, I just want you to go. I want to enjoy my evening.”

His smile was gentle. “I’m sorry, my dear, but this evening every decade is the only time I am visible to the human eye. I never miss a chance to watch the Falls.”

Every decade…

“You’re telling me you do this every ten years? How old are you?”

“I was born in 1781. That makes me—”

“Two hundred thirty-one,” Jodie whispered, legs weak. She grabbed the back of the chair nearby and sat down. Were such things even possible?

Jesus.

An eighteenth century ghost stood before her.

Merry Christmas to me.

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The Review:

When your friend gives you a present to go to a hot resort hotel for Christmas that just happens to have a haunted room with a sexy ghost- you can't exactly say no, right? 

Jodie is a quiet soul wrapped up in her own life and when her friend sends her to hotel over Christmas, she is stunned, but finally relents. Checking into the room, she discovers clippings of a haunting every December 24th- in ten year increments. It just so happened that her stay coincides with the ten year mark.

I loved this book for its passion and the very real element of feeling like someone on the outskirts of life. Everyone else has the passion, the relationships, the whatever...just not Jodie. She is fragile and lonely and her introduction to the ghost is just the fire this girl needs to melt her heart and breathe life back into her soul.

There are a couple of editing issues here and there, but overall I felt the book flowed well, had real dialog and the sex scenes were smoking hot. Sebastian the ghost can haunt me any day of the week! This is a short Christmas read that will be a fun gift to find in your e-stocking. 

4.5/5

One of my favourite aspects about writing A Ghost for Christmas was the hero, Sebastian. He is a ghost, [which was a concept I never considered writing before], and also from the 18^th Century, [also outside my realm of things]. He was a lot of fun, a true romantic, and seduced me as much as the heroine, Jodie. Sebastian—who he is in mind, body and spirit—made it easy to focus on the romance and allowed Jodie to accept feeling vulnerable. Their relationship that blossomed is truly the foundation that brings the story into a misty-eyed bliss.

Also a fave, and what makes this story a special part of my heart, is as a Canadian and a honeymooner in Niagara Falls (where the story is set). I love Niagara Falls, the Festival of Lights every year and have photos on my wall from my honeymoon during the winter months and know how gorgeous the Falls are.

I hope readers enjoy this holiday romance as much as I did writing it.

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The writer: Canadian author, Kacey Hammell is a multi-published erotic romance author who writes mainly in the Contemporary Erotic/Romantic Suspense genres.  She is a true romantic at heart.

The Wife and Mom: Born, raised and still living in her hometown in Ontario, Canada, Kacey found true love with her husband.  As a Mom of three, Kacey has made certain that each of her children know the value of the written word and the adventures they could escape on by becoming book-a-holics in their own right.

The Christmas Dare Super Book Blast

The Christmas Dare

by Joan Chandler

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BLURB:

Self-professed Christmas addict Gia Dixon, and by-the-book Ethan Castle have been best friends all their lives. When tragedy strikes Ethan’s family, Gia’s the rock he depends on to pull him through the darkest days. Then, a shared, long-forgotten memory leads to an unexpected yet tender kiss.  Can a simple Christmas dare help them find true love?

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Excerpt:

She made a face at him as she prepared to get out of the car, and then flipped around to her knees to reach between the seats to gather up her packages. As she pulled everything forward through the gap, she leaned over to kiss his cheek.

He caught her by surprise when he turned to face her, causing their lips to meet. Her eyes widened, while his turned dark.

“Gia,” he said, the name coming out of his mouth in a low rasp.

She closed her eyes but didn’t move. She couldn’t speak. Then she sensed when he was about to kiss her again. She tilted her face up to receive it, her lips parting to let him know she wasn’t opposed.

Ethan put his hands on either side of her head, his long fingers wrapping around to bury themselves in her thick, blonde hair. “Gia,” he whispered again as he closed his mouth over hers and slipped his tongue inside. She twirled hers around it, gently sucking. They were lost in the moment, oblivious to whether anyone else was around or not. They forgot where they were. They even forgot who they were. And in their place, these two sensual, passionate creatures tangled their arms around each other and kissed as if their lives depended on it.

Finally, Ethan sighed and pulled back a little. “Tell me that this is okay with you. Please say that it is.”

Gia had trouble finding her voice, so instead she pulled his mouth to hers again and greedily kissed him. When it ended, she asked breathily, “Does that answer your question?”

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Joan Chandler is a Florida native who has lived in the Deep South all of her life. She is married with two children who are her pride and joy. She lives a double life of sorts, holding down a nine-to-five job during the day, and writing steamy romance at night—often with her black cat curled up in her arms as she types.

When she’s not spending her spare time working on her next novel, she loves to go camping, sharing girls’ night out with her friends, walking her two dogs, and watching football.

BLOG:  www.joanchandler.wordpress.com

Twitter account:   @joanchandler1

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Previously published works are Perfectly Imperfect, and No Regrets.  Both are available at:

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Reluctant Santa

Since his mother abandoned him on Christmas Eve never to return Colin McDermott has hated Christmas and sworn never to have children. But this year two angels are giving him everything he didn't want. A Santa suit, a child, and a chance at love again. This is his last chance to learn the true meaning of Christmas

 

http://www.thepuppyrescuemission.org/history and they also have a facebook page.  They help soldiers bring home their battle buddies.

http://www.amazon.com/The-Reluctant-Santa-ebook/dp/B009TGLJHE

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-reluctant-santa-sylvia-mcdaniel/1113589058

Review:

When angels and demons are fighting over the soul of a human being, nothing is ever fair. In the case of Colin and Brooke, this is even more true.

Colin has scars from a childhood riddled with abandonment and neglect. He is a man at war with himself and when his old flame Brooke suddenly appears back in his life, all of his well ordered plans go up in smoke.

Brooke has her daughter Olivia and that is all she needs. What she doesn't need or want is Olivia's father popping in for a sales call and suddenly getting involved in her life. Things quickly spiral out of control when angels, demons and a spare Santa suit create a bit of holiday magic.

This book kept me reading. The abandonment issues really reach into your soul and make you feel for Colin, even when he is being a salesmen and you seriously wonder if he is going to come around. Some of the arguments between Brooke and Colin were a little echo like and I think that could be tightened up, but on the whole, Reluctant Santa had a sweet holiday feel and a surprise twist at the end you won't see coming.

While there wasn't a whole lot of sex, you felt the characters re-exploring their original feelings for each other and even some new and more intense feelings now that time has gone by and they are parents of an amazing little girl. I enjoyed the change of pace that this story brought me and loved the puppy adoption. That is a thing near and dear to my heart-my house is full of rescue pups!

sweet romance, m/f, holiday

4/5 

Don’t forget that 10% of the sale proceeds go to Puppy Rescue Mission.  Their website is http://www.thepuppyrescuemission.org/history and they also have a facebook page.  They help soldiers bring home their battle buddies.

http://www.amazon.com/The-Reluctant-Santa-ebook/dp/B009TGLJHE

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-reluctant-santa-sylvia-mcdaniel/1113589058

Excerpt:

Brooke watched Colin carry a sleeping Olivia from the car to her bed in the apartment. She tucked her daughter in and kissed her on the forehead while Colin stood at the door, observing.

She looked at her sleeping child and couldn’t imagine never seeing her again. The pain Colin must have suffered as a child, wondering why his mother had left him and never returned. But would that cause him to never want children?

It would definitely make a man want to make certain his children were well taken care of. Now she perfectly understood his questions about Olivia’s welfare. But what other damage had Colin’s mother done to him?

They tiptoed out of her daughter's room and went into the living room. Brooke opened another bottle of wine and poured it into glasses. She carried the drinks into the living area of her cozy apartment.

She sat on the sofa, relaxing, while Colin bent over the hearth to lit a fire in the fireplace. Memories of the two of them in college rushed back at her. The muscles in his back arched and strained against his shirt as he arranged the logs. She remembered how he smelled after working out at the college gym. The way he would chase her around his small apartment when his roommate was out and how they had made love all night long after attending that frat party.

Her heart fluttered as he rose and stepped away from the fireplace. God, the memories overwhelmed her and that small flame she had tried to ignore suddenly burst into an inferno.

How long had it been since she’d had sex? How long had it been since she’d even felt the stirrings of desire that now vibrated along her inner thighs?

But her daughter slept just down the hall.

She drank her glass of wine in one giant gulp. She still had feelings for this man, and she wasn't ready to face them. The thought of the two of them together again was intoxicating.

Her memories of their one night together left her body sizzling. Years had passed since she’d felt such a surge of desire.

Brooke stood and walked into the kitchen where she poured herself another glass of wine, needing the encouragement the alcohol instilled.

She returned to the couch and sank onto the cushions. Colin came over and sat beside her. They sat in silence, watching the flames. She placed her glass on the table and turned to him, pushing all thoughts from her mind, focused on the one thing she wanted. Him.

He looked at her, a quizzical expression on his face as she reached for him.

She put her lips on his. His hands came up and wrapped around her face, holding her to him as his lips plundered hers.

The familiar magic smacked her in the middle, and she knew she’d come home. What was it about this man that made her body tingle in all the right places? Why had she not felt this familiar magic with anyone else?

Sylvia McDaniel and the love of her life, Don, live in Texas with son Shane, Putz the klutzy dachshund and Ashley our shy dachshund. During the day, she works for a small insurance agency, helping clients with their commercial insurance coverage. 

The weekends are spent working out in the garden until the temperature climbs above ninety degrees. Recently, with the help of her husband, she learned to make homemade blueberry and blackberry jam. Cooking is not her favorite past-time and she prefers Don’s cooking any day of the week.

Currently, she’s written fourteen novels.  Her novel, A Hero's Heart, was a 1996 Romance Writers of America Golden Heart finalist. Sylvia is President Elect of Dallas Area Romance Authors.

She can be reached by email at Sylvia.McDaniel@verizon.net.

I would like you to know that the author is donating 10% of the sales of this book to Puppy Rescue Mission.  This is an organization that brings home dogs from Afghanistan and Iraq that our soldiers have bonded with. Most of them are dogs that they have found wandering the street and become attached to. Search for them on Facebook under Puppy Rescue Mission.