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Hart Emile is tired of cruising for guys, living a soulless existence. He needs a change; so when an acquaintance gives him the number of the gay friendly Red Fox Ranch that’s hiring for staff, he heads south.



Oak Redman is eighteen years old and desperate to explore his awakening sexuality. The moment Hart lays eyes on the handsome young rancher he’s smitten. Not only is Oak hot, spirited and very persistent, he is also the ranch boss’s son and strictly off limits. Hart tries to fight his feelings and to respect his boss and the family who quickly become dear to him, but after Oak's Grandma suggests he gets with Oak he can't deny himself the most exciting and enticing man he has ever met.

Hart’s not the only man to have noticed how sweet and charming Oak Redman is. A family friend, Steve, is also anxious to have the affections of the young rancher. Can Hart work out Steve’s dark secrets before it’s too late and keep his job, his lover and his life?

Enjoy an excerpt:

The following morning, Bay took Hart into town to pick up supplies. The boss had shown a lot of hospitality to him since he’d arrived two days before, and Hart wanted to work hard and prove Bay’d made the right decision in employing him.

Dark sunglasses hid Bay’s eyes, but the look suited him. Hart guessed Bay must be about thirty-five, and then he added a few years to account for Oak’s age. The man didn’t appear gay, but none of the other cowboys on the ranch did either—not even Oak with his pretty, elfin face. Hart had always believed he could spot gay guys, but now he wasn’t so sure.

As they approached town, Bay turned the radio down. ”Understand you and Oak are planning a fishing trip next week.”

Caught off guard, Hart searched for words. “Yeah…we arranged to go huntin’ and fishing sometime. I didn’t know Oak planned on next week, but it’s fine if we can get the time off.” He cringed. He’d only been in the job five minutes, and now Bay knew he wanted time off.

“I need to make one thing clear to you before you go anywhere with my boy.”

Hart glanced at him with caution. “Okay.” He took a deep breath.

“Now, I don’t know anything about you or your sexuality, and I don’t want to know. Those things are your business. I will say this, though. My son…is not available.”

“I understand.”

“I hope you do, Hart. There are few things can make a man angry, and one of ’em’s messing with his family. Same goes for my daughter. She's not available either.”

“Okay.”

“I’m not saying you can’t go fishin’ or nothing, and I know it’s Oak pushing me to give you time off and not the other way around, so I’m not worried about that. It’s fine if you want to be friends, but remember what I said.”

“Yes, sir. I understand.” Hart swallowed hard, feeling nauseated. He stared out of the window, having second thoughts about going because he didn’t trust himself. He’d intended to finish what Oak had started in the barn, but now? Hart didn’t want to put himself into a situation where something might go wrong—or right, as the case may be.

He’d thought about nothing but Oak since he’d first seen him on the porch, strong muscles moving with easy grace, and with each move Hart had felt the slamming in his chest. He wanted to trace each curve with his tongue and sate the urgent need to satisfy the young man. With his body as powerful and mature as his father, Oak didn’t seem like an eighteen-year old. Nevertheless, it didn’t make Hart feel any better about taking advantage.

The last thing he wanted was to see an angry Bay coming after him for messing with his son. It would be ungrateful and disrespectful to get involved with his boy. Hart had to try to think of a way to keep the two happy.

Hart loved being in Oak’s company—he was open, trusting, inquisitive, and intelligent—a real turn-on, but an obvious combination for trouble. Oak complemented Hart’s own quiet persona well. At least their friendship could continue.

He admired the actions Bay had taken to protect his kids. His own father had always been distant with him. On the other hand, at almost nineteen years old, Oak should be able to make his own mistakes. Would it be a mistake? The ranch was a workplace, and most employers discouraged relationships between employees.

“How’re you settling in?” Bay asked in a lighter tone.

About the Author:I enjoy writing both academic and fiction material. My research interests include focus on people who experience marginalization, both in historical societies and modern. Themes include disability, neurosis, homosexuality, addiction, mental illness, slavery and prostitution. The most important part of my work is creating multi-dimensional, believable characters that are able to build lasting romantic relationships against the odds. I want all my readers to laugh, cry and enjoy the erotic journey towards a happy ending.

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The Ice King by Lee Brazil

Welcome to another Breathless Monday! Today we greet Lee Brazil...

Lee Brazil

Author Interview Questions for Erzabet’s Enchantments

1.      How did you start writing erotic romance?

I was driving home, across country from visiting my mother on the east coast, and there's a section of the back roads there where there's no good radio reception. I got Christian music… and country music intermittently. It was tough, but I turned off the radio and drove in silence. That's when they started talking to me. The voices. My first character, Mack Taylor, telling me about his life and the trouble he was having with his boyfriend. Twelve hours later, I still couldn’t get the story out of my head, so I wrote it down.

2.      Plotter or pantster?

Oh both. I have occasionally plotted something out chapter by chapter. Havan Fellows and I had a pretty decent outline going for the holiday story we wrote last year. But sometimes, I just wing it. The Ice King was a wing it. It started with a prompt.

3.      What are three things you have on your writing desk?

Currently? I have a handful of colorful pens, because I was marking deadlines on a calendar. There's a pad of paper that is marked with the days of the week that I use for planning menus. That's one of my weekend tasks. And a mango margarita. Because tequila rocks. And it's Friday night. Sometimes the cat is here too, but I seem to have annoyed her today and she's abandoned me for a seat in the sun.

4.      Favorite food?

Ordinarily I'd go with something Italian here, like lasagna, but I've been craving a nice thick steak with plump mushrooms and caramelized onions.

5.      Tell us a little about your new release. What character in the book really spoke to you?

The Ice King is a very short m/m romance. It's an office romance, a boss/secretary sort of thing. The Ice King is written entirely from Rafe's point of view. He is a superstitious, yet suave man who enjoys a variety of bed partners… Until he meets Elian.

6. I write because I enjoy it. I am fortunate that I am able to do this full time as a career. That's something I never imagined possible. Not after I graduated college and realized how much just making a living takes out of you.

7. What is your favorite type of character to write about?

I enjoy flawed heroes. Not the arrogant, workaholic sort of flawed hero many people mean. I prefer real flaws, like short tempers, jealousy, and selfishness. These types of characteristics make heroes who are difficult to like, as one of my writing friends has said, but it also makes them more realistic.

8. What is the sexiest scene you ever wrote?

*blinks* Um… I have no idea… I rather like the scene in The Ice King where Elian bends over his desk for Rafe… that illicit, in the work place setting lends something to it.

9. What advice would you give new authors in the erotica/romance field?

Don't give up. Whatever stands in your way, get around it. Whatever holds you back surmount it. There is nothing like the feeling of finishing a story…unless it's that first moment you get a contract offer and realize someone else thinks what you write is worthwhile.

10. What is next on your writerly horizon?

I'm currently focused on Pulp Friction 2015 with my writing partners, Laura Harner, Havan Fellows, and Will Parkinson. PF is an intricate series of interlinked series of m/m romances.

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Author bio-

Somewhere in a small town in up-state New York are a librarian and a second grade teacher to whom I owe my life. That might be a touch dramatic, but it's nevertheless one hundred percent true.

Because they taught me the joy of reading, of escaping into worlds crafted of words.

Have you ever been nine years old and sure of nothing so much as that you don't belong? Looked at the world from behind glasses, and wondered why you don't fit?

Someone hands you a book, and then you turn the page and see… There you are, running from Injun Joe in a dark graveyard; there you are fencing with Athos; there you are…beneath the deep blue sea- marveling at exotic creatures with Captain Nemo.

I found myself between the pages of books, and that is why I write now. It's why I taught English and literature for so many years, and it's why my house contains more pounds of books than furniture.

If I'd had my way, I'd have been a fencer…or a starship captain, or a lawyer, or a detective solving crimes. But instead, I am a writer, and I've come to realize that's the best thing in the world to be, because as a writer, I can be all those things and more.

 If I hadn't learned to value the stories between the pages, who knows what would have happened? Certainly not college…teaching…or writing.

Blurb-

CPA Rafe Montaigne's day is heading downhill fast and he hasn't even had a decent cup of coffee yet. What could make it worse? A secretary in a snit.

Elian is efficient, attractive and cold as ice toward his boss, and he has been since Rafe's ex stopped by the office. Rafe is a sophisticated player, a businessman who knows how to have fun and he's not particular about whether his playmates are male or female.

It seems Elian isn't quite so indiscriminate… What's a boss to do when his secretary won't play nice?

Book excerpt-

The clack of computer keys signaled Elian's return to his desk, and Raphael grimaced as he realized he'd have to pass by that judgmental stare, those assessing eyes, to get to his own desk and the coffee. Should have taken the opportunity while the man talked to his plants to dash to his inner sanctum. He'd planned to be early, but one fiasco followed another, and of course, super secretary beat his ass to the office again. He ran a hand through his curly black hair, trying to make sure it was semi neat. Glanced down to check his clothes before he caught himself. Fuck. He was drenched to the skin. There was no way he looked like anything but a drowned rat. Who was the boss anyway?

He pushed open the heavy wood door that boasted Montaigne and Associates - though really, it was just him and Elian - and breezed through to the inner sanctum. The room was blessedly cool after the humid heat of the outdoors, and Elian had turned on the peaceful music he favored. Rafe made to step past Elian, whose gaze was focused on his computer screen.

Immediately the typing stopped, and the long elegant fingers fell into his lap. Rafe found his gaze locked on those hands, such soft, strong hands. Every nail was buffed to the perfect shine, trimmed to the perfect length, shaped by God into a perfect oval of healthy pink. He swallowed. He could nearly feel those nails digging into his muscles, scraping down his back, leaving fiery trails of sensation to burn their way to his groin.

"Your messages." Elian's icy voice jolted him from his fantasy not a moment too soon. Much longer and he would have been embarrassingly aroused, despite the fiasco of his morning.

More bad luck? In the beginning, Elian had addressed him in a much warmer tone. Once, he'd even had a good morning and a how was your evening for his boss. Since that day, though, it had been nothing but the cold shoulder.

The Ultimatum by Katy Swann

The Strength of a Submissive by Katy Swann

I remember watching a television programme about BDSM a while ago where a group of feminists talked about how books like Fifty Shades of Grey have put women’s lib back to the dark ages.  I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.  As far as I’m concerned that couldn’t be further from the truth.

Firstly, and most importantly, BDSM is consensual.  It’s a choice.  The fact that we have the freedom to make that choice can surely only be a good thing?  Then there’s the fact that it’s not just women who submit.  There are just as many men, if not more, who like to submit to women or other men.  You just have to look at how many professional Dominatrixes there are out there to see that.  So that argument is blown completely out of the water.

The programme also hinted that women who submit are somehow weak.  Really?  The researchers had clearly never met any submissive women otherwise they’d know what rubbish that was.  I’ve never met a weak sub.  In fact, every submissive person I know is feisty, outgoing and independent.  They certainly wouldn’t take any shit from anyone – well, except from their Dom during a scene of course.

A submissive is just as likely to have a high-powered job with authority over others as anyone else.  They’re just as successful, the decisions they make are no less important and they certainly aren’t afraid to stand up for themselves.   But they do have the advantage of being able to let go of all the stresses of daily life by choosing to hand over control at an agreed time.  They don’t have to make decisions for a while or worry about what to do next.  They get their kinky needs met by a loving partner and, best of all, their sex lives are most likely ten times more exciting than their vanilla counterparts.  What’s weak about that?

And actually, if you really think about it, it’s the submissive who has the ultimate control.  They are getting their needs met, not just in a physical way but on a deep emotional level as well.  The knowledge that they’ve pleased their Dom or Master gives them such a feeling of euphoria that they’re the ones experiencing the most sublime pleasure.  They also have the power to stop a scene by using their safeword if things get too much.  It takes strength to use a safeword and not be afraid to admit that you can’t take any more.

I find D/s the most alluring aspect of BDSM.  It’s sexy, exciting and can create a deeply profound bond between a couple.   To me, there’s nothing more delicious than a submissive kneeling at her Master’s feet knowing that he’ll look after her no matter what he has planned for her.  The trust, respect and honesty needed in such a dynamic really is a beautiful thing. 

In my new book, Dominion, The Ultimatum, I explore the D/s dynamic within a troubled marriage.  Frankie, the heroine, is a strong, successful career woman who has rejected the BDSM lifestyle.  When her husband, Jake, gives her an ultimatum she has to find the strength to face up to her needs.  It’s the D/s that finally breaks through her barriers with devastating consequences that could either destroy her marriage completely or make it stronger than ever.

Blurb for The Ultimatum:

This is book one in the Dominion series, see the full series listing here

Once a submissive, always a submissive, right? Maybe she needs a little reminder.

Frankie Hamilton is stunned when her husband, Jake, gives her an ultimatum—either she goes with him to a country hotel for the weekend or he’ll leave her. In an attempt to save her troubled marriage she agrees to go.

But Dominion is no ordinary hotel. During the week it’s an upmarket conference center, but at weekends it becomes an exclusive BDSM hotel. This particular weekend it’s Vanilla Spice, where those new or returning to BDSM can explore their fantasies in a safe and decadent environment.

When Jake asks her to submit one more time, Frankie is initially outraged. After all, it’s been two years since their D/s dynamic ended and she’s no longer a submissive. Is she? She still loves Jake and doesn’t want to lose him so she agrees, even if it’s just to prove that she’s now as vanilla as the ice cream in their freezer.

But Frankie is soon reminded of how delicious it feels to kneel at her Master’s feet. Her fondness for punishment and a good spanking leaves her begging for more. And when their old friend and owner of Dominion, Marco Alessi, offers to use her as the subject for a rope demo she’s finally forced to face up to her kinky needs.

But that’s not the only thing she has to come to terms with. Beneath her tough exterior lies a grief that has been buried for two years. As her submission starts to melt the icy core inside her heart, it sets off a chain of events and emotions that could either make her marriage stronger than ever or completely destroy it.

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of anal sex, mild breathplay and public humiliation. There are MFM scenes and references to FF intimacy.

Publisher's Note: This book was previously published elsewhere. It has been revised and re-edited for release with Totally Bound Publishing.

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About Katy Swann:

Katy Swann is in her forties and lives near London, UK with her husband, three children and two cats.

When she isn't writing about strict, sexy Doms putting their strong-willed subs in their place, she likes to read about them. As well as writing, Katy spends her time trying to avoid the housework, keeping the kids from killing each other and drinking copious cups of coffee in the local coffee shop. Coffee and chocolate are the two things that keep her sane and focused, so they're often close by when she sits down to write.

Breathless Monday: Treasured Lily

Happy Breathless Monday! Today we have a new release from Dawn Brower. Take it away...

1.       How did you start writing erotic romance?

I started writing because my step sister talked me into it a year ago. I got addicted to writing and have been doing it ever since. I have tons of story ideas and not enough time to write them.

2.       Plotter or pantster?

I am so not a plotter. I have a basic plot idea in my head, but I don't follow any outline. I just write each scene as they play out in my head and don't know for sure what is going to happen until I'm typing it.

3.       What are three things you have on your writing desk?

My tablet, My smartphone, and a cup of coffee. My current writing desk is my kitchen table.

4.       Favorite food?

Italian of any kind. I adore pasta.

5.       Tell us a little about your new release. What character in the book really spoke to you?

This book is about Lilliana Marsden, the daughter of Pia and Thor from A Flawed Jewel. She is headstrong and determined to get her way at any cost. So she plots her way into a situation she didn't expect—the possibility of finding love.

6.       I write because ____...

The voices in my head make me. Honestly I enjoy it. I like coming up with different ways of playing out a storyline or a scene.

7.       What is your favorite type of character to write about?

Bad boys of course. They are more fun after all.

8.       What is the sexiest scene you ever wrote?

I don't know. In one of my books I had the heroine tie her guy up and have her way with him. I found it fun to switch it around and have the chick in charge for once.

9.       What advice would you give new authors in the erotica/romance field?

Just write. Anything can be fixed if you write it. You can't fix a blank page.

10.   What is next on your writerly horizon?

The next book in this series was contracted. I expect it will come out sometime in the spring. A Sanguine Gem is about Liam Marsden, Lily's twin. I finished my second cowgirl book and submitted it. *crosses fingers* I get an acceptance. I started writing the third one. I also wrote another historical set during World War II I'm hoping to get a contract for. After I finish the third cowgirl book I'm considering writing Noah's book. I've gotten a few request for the Duke of Huntly.

Short Blurb:

Lilliana needs one thing—freedom. Randall's willing to assist her, for a fee. One kiss and he'll help her attain her deepest desire.

                                       

Long Blurb:

             What Lilliana Marsden wants—she gets. The thing she believes she desires most is to live in Charleston on a plantation. Her problem? Parents who refuse to listen to her. Lily decides to make her wishes come true and who better than a handsome American ship captain to help her.

            Randall Collins finds Lilliana bewitching and quickly falls under her spell. When she asks if he can take her with him on his next voyage he finds himself agreeing—for a tiny fee. A kiss as payment and he'll take her anywhere she wants.

As they set sail sparks fly between them. Will Lily find something more desirable than owning a plantation and can Rand convince her he's the better choice?

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Excerpt:

He wondered how far he could push her. The decision to give into her and take her on his ship had already been made. Lilliana just didn't know he already decided to let her come back to America with him, but only because it worked in his own plans.

"What do I get for my trouble?" he asked. "I'd be risking quite a lot to assist you with your scheme."

"What do you want? Money? I certainly can afford to pay for my passage."

Rand's lips rose into a cocky smile. He desired a lot from her, but at this point only one thing would do as payment. Would the lovely lady be willing to give it to him? He had nothing to lose and only one way to find out.

"How about a kiss?"

Lilliana looked stunned as she stared unblinkingly at him, and then just as suddenly she stopped dancing right in the middle of the dance floor. Her face flushed a pretty shade of pink as she began to move to the music again with him in the lead.

"How forward of you. I'm not sure I like your idea of compensation."

"It's a small thing, one little kiss. To be given to me at a time of my choosing." He leaned in close to her and whispered in her ear. "Are you afraid?"

Lilliana's breath sucked deep into her chest, and he could feel her slowly exhale it in little pants. Her pulse raced on her wrist beneath the palm of his hand and thrummed a small beat as he held it firmly in his grasp. A blush formed on her cheeks turning them a nice shade of pink, and her lips parted in anticipation. Her body's reactions suggested she had an interest in kissing him also. Would she take the bait and give him what he desired? He needed her to accept the proposal. Once she did he'd have her sailing with him in a few short days.

"All right, you have a deal," she agreed.

Dawn Brower holds a Bachelor of Arts in psychology, a Master of Arts in Education, and is currently working on a Master of Arts in Liberal Arts with concentrations in Literature, History, and Sociology. She works as a substitute teacher and enjoys the flexibility it gives her to concentrate on her other endeavors.

Growing up she was the only girl out of six children. She is a single mother of two teenage boys; there is never a dull moment in her life. Reading books is her favorite hobby. There is nothing like a nice glass of wine and a good book to relax with at the end of the day.

There are always stories inside her head; she just never thought she could make them come to life. That creativity has finally found an outlet. If you want to contact Dawn you can visit her webpage at www.authordawnbrower.com, her Facebook page at www.facebook.com/DawnMarieBrower, on her blog http://dawnbrower.wordpress.com or her twitter page at www.twitter.com/dawnab33.

Breathless Monday: Witness Protection

About Those Voices    

Thank you for having me here today. I am excited to be back for another visit and announce the print release of my book Witness Protection on January 20th!

      I wish I could spend all my days and nights writing but alas responsibilities dictate that I keep my day job as a high school science teacher for a bit longer.  As far as jobs go, it’s a good one. The hours are great, I have my summer off, it’s rewarding on most days and exhausting every day but I’m basically home whenever my kids are.  It’s a decent gig and I can’t complain. Yesterday I was chatting with a student and we started talking about her college plans.  As we talked, she asked me about my own college years and career experiences.

     As I described to her my pre-med years followed by a change to forensic science in graduate school and years spent working in forensics, environmental science and chemical engineering- all before I became a teacher- I realized that I have an extremely varied background and a whole lot of unique experiences to bring to the table. I have met a lot of different people from all walks of life and I find now that writing is my passion those people have begun to return to my life in the form of characters. Little personality quirks crop up here and there. I like quirky people. It makes life more interesting and I find that it makes reading a lot more enjoyable when the characters surprise you a little.

     Witness Protection is a cop story through and through. The hero, Logan James, is a dedicated police officer who thrives on deep undercover work and is basically married to the job. The heroine, Angelina Ferrara is a former NYPD detective who lands herself in witness protection for getting a little too involved in a case. There’s action and suspense and then there is Aunt Clara. Logan was raised by his aunt following the death of his mother. His twin cousins are like brothers to him and Aunt Clara loves him like one of her own. She also lives on a mountain, has her own windmill and is a crack shot with her favorite shotgun. Aunt Clara says what’s on her mind and doesn’t walk on egg shells for anyone.  Not to mention her interesting take on being prepared for everything.

     When all was said and done with Witness Protection, I looked back and realized I had created a character that had become a combination of my mother and my husband. Everything she says and everything she does embodies the two people in my life that I am closest to and she made me, the writer, laugh out loud. What more could I ask for in a book? Upon closer inspection I have discovered that all of my characters in all of my stories take root in someone I have known or loved. So, I figured if I am going to have voices of relationships past rattling around in my head constantly then I might as well put them to work. 

1.       How did you start writing erotic romance?

Thank you for having me here today. I am excited to share that my ebook Witness Protection has gone to print! Writing romance was an easy fit for me- I love a happy ending and I love a good romantic story with a lot of sexual tension. From my very first story the two main characters had to be hot for each other or the story didn't work for me. Witness Protection has what I consider the perfect amount of sexual tension and thrilling intrigue.

2. Plotter or pantster?

     I am totally a pantster. No matter how hard I try to plot ahead, the story always changes. My characters seem to have their own idea about how things are going to happen.

3. What are three things you have on your writing desk?

      I don't currently have a writing desk. We are doing some remodeling and rearranging of space so I take my laptop wherever I can find a space that is quiet.

4. Favorite food?

     Mexican. I personally believe everything tastes better wrapped in a tortilla.

5. Tell us a little about your new release. What character in the book really spoke to you?

    Witness Protection is about a NYPD cop who gets in too deep with her undercover assignment and finds herself in witness protection. When someone figures out she is still alive and wants her dead for real, she is forced to accept the help of a local police officer doing a little undercover job of his own and his quirky Aunt Clara. Aunt Clara was a great character to write. She speaks whatever is on her mind and doesn't care a bit what anyone thinks of her.

6. I write because ____...

     I write because I have to. It's cheaper than therapy and doesn't involve medication!

7. What is your favorite type of character to write about?

    I like characters with distinct personalities, unusual quirks and maybe a little baggage. As a writer there is so much that one can with a character that has a little depth. There are enough hot cheerleaders and sexy businessmen out there.

8. What is the sexiest scene you ever wrote?

     I like scenes that involve water. I find water to be extremely erotic so I have a tendency to put my characters in the shower, the pool or something like that. I also wrote a scene once that involved a large kitchen table in an old farmhouse.

9. What advice would you give new authors in the erotica/romance field?

     Don’t get discouraged by people's reactions when you tell them you right romance. Romance novels are a very lucrative genre. Not everyone has to write the next intellectual novel. Some people actually like to read for fun and most people, whether they admit it or not, like a good love story with some hot and steamy chemistry.

10. What is next on your writerly horizon?

     I am currently finishing up edits on a book titled Undercover in Six Inch Stilettos, the first in my new Secret Lives of Police Wives series. It's about a group of women married to cops with a penchant for finding trouble. I'm very excited about this series and the release of the first book in early spring.

Blurb:

Someone wants Angelina dead…again. Will following her heart put her in danger, or in the arms of the man she’s meant to be with?

As far as the world knows, NYPD detective Angelina Ferrara died in a violent firefight on Chelsea Piers over a year ago. Living in the witness protection program as history teacher Lucy Taylor was supposed to save her life, but being alive and living were two very different things. Until she meets Detective Logan James when he goes undercover in the same private school where she works. Something about the handsome man with the gorgeous blue eyes piques her interest. There’s no doubt he has secrets…but then so does she. When the Ricci crime family discovers she’s still alive, she finds herself on the run with Logan. Her heart led her astray before. Can she trust it to let Logan help her survive?

Excerpt:

Her little car had an engine about as powerful as a hamster wheel. There was no way she was going to outrun the truck that was accelerating with lightning speed. On one side of her was a deep ravine, the other the steep slope of a mountain towered high and tree covered. The steering wheel vibrated as she pushed her little car to its limits, sheer adrenaline keeping her focused on the winding road. As she rounded a sharp curve, the back tires spun and fishtailed out from behind her. The tiny car shook violently as Lucy struggled to maintain control. The SUV caught up with her then, ramming into her rear bumper. The car groaned but held on. Lucy spun the wheel to make the next sharp curve, all the while her eyes searched for a way off the dangerous mountain highway. Another crash from behind jolted her car forward with such force Lucy lost her grip on the steering wheel. The car veered right but she managed to straighten it out before hitting the tree line.

"What the hell do you want with me?" she screamed at the truck in her rearview mirror.

The driver responded by slamming into the back of her car again. Metal ground against metal, gravel flew everywhere, and the car careened toward a thick bank of trees to her left. Straightening the car once more, Lucy crushed the gas pedal to the floor and watched as the speedometer climbed quickly. Lucy felt the little rush of excitement she always got in a good pursuit despite the fact that she was the one being pursued.

She whipped around yet another curve, and the SUV caught up with her. Just as she managed to get her little car under control again, the SUV crashed into her back end again with such force Lucy thought her car might shatter there in the middle of the road. The little car veered to the right, aiming straight for the side of the road and the ravine beyond. Lucy tried to regain control but the effort was in vain. She braced herself as the car plowed through thick vegetation, hit something, and started to slide down the steep embankment.

She heard the growl of the SUV's engine roaring away over the revving of her own engine as the tiny car crashed through the underbrush. The car flew over a log and landed on the slick vegetation covering the incline. The car lost its hold on the ground and rolled its way down the slope, finally landing up against the trunk of a large pine tree where the engine died. Lucy's head smacked against the steering wheel knocking her near to senseless. Everything fell deathly silent as she fought to remain conscious.

A loud crack broke the silence. As she watched through the broken windshield, the tree in front of her began to wobble. Blood trailed from her forehead into her left eye, blurring her already shaky vision. Rubbing at it with the back of her arm, she used her other hand to desperately claw at the seat belt release.

If she didn't get out of the car, the tree was going to fall right on top of her.

The giant pine swayed once and then began its descent toward Lucy and her crumpled car. Yanking hard at the jammed seat belt, her head swimming and her stomach churning, Lucy finally freed herself. Just as the tree crushed the roof of her car, like it were nothing more than a tin can, Lucy pulled her body through the opening that used to be the driver's side window.

Cracking wood and crunching metal stirred up a cacophony of birds and small animals protesting the intrusion in their habitat. Lucy lay on the damp moss and rotting leaves, her heart banging against her chest wall. The sound of her pulse racing in her ears muted the sound of the creaks and groans as the tree settled against what was left of her car. Every inch of her body hurt, but her head ached most of all.

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Bio:

Carolyn LaRoche grew up in snow country but fled the cold and ice several years ago. She now lives near the beach with her husband, their two boys, two finicky cats, and one old dog. When she is not at the baseball field cheering on big hits and home runs, she is busy teaching science to unwilling teenagers. She is co-author of the book The Crazy Lives of Police Wives and hangs out online at both Carolyn La Roche - Author and The Crazy Lives of Police Wives.

She also writes a blog titled Boys, Badges and Writers Block about the joys and challenges of raising boys and living the law enforcement wife life found at http://boysbadgeswritersblock.blogspot.com/

Accidentally Wolf

For veterinarian Cora Welch, being bitten by a young injured wolf wasn’t the best day of her life, nor the raging fever that followed. However, finding herself faced with a naked man proved even more than she had ever bargained for.

Zayn couldn’t believe what his inner wolf was telling him when he first saw the human doctor Cora, standing in nothing but a towel. The last thing he wanted was a mate, especially an accidental one. And at a time when danger seemed to be coming at the Mystic Pack from an unknown source, it just wasn’t in his plans.

All he had to do was get Cora through the fever, keep her safe from the other pack, and keep his fangs to himself. But nobody told him he’d have to fight a mating urge so strong within himself, that it was a losing battle. Now, he has to explain to Cora that he accidentally marked her for a second time, making her just like him.

Cora knew something was not right in her world the moment she wanted to climb her rescuer like a tree. Hearing Zayn tell her she was now a werewolf, like him and his pack, she realized she now had a home. If her new mate still wanted her after he heard about her family, Cora knew she’d be happy to be an accidental wolf.

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Review:

I enjoy a good shifter romance and this one hooked my attention from the first. It was cute and somewhat goofy in its onset and the humor I think is what got me. That and the studly shifters. Very sexy. It was a fun and hot read that I am eager to finish. (Still reading)

The sexual tension between the characters is well done and I kept turning the pages to get to the next chapter.

Great cover art too!

4/5

D&S Duos: Lisabet Sarai

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D&S Duos Book One

by Lisabet Sarai

M/f BDSM Erotica

Published January 2, 2015 by Excessica.com

Approximately 10,000 words

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Blurb

D&S Duos Book 1 combines two of Lisabet Sarai's hottest BDSM short stories into one sizzling package. In "Body Electric", a professor of engineering charms his female colleague into experiments on the erotic effects of electricity. In "Limits", an established Master/slave couple push their relationship to next level of trust - blood sports. Also includes a searing excerpt from Lisabet's BDSM erotic thriller Bangkok Noir.

X-Rated Excerpt

The thing in his hands looked like something from a 1940's horror film. It had a handle, topped with a mushroom-shaped globe of glass that glowed with a malevolent purple light. Inside the glass, bright sparks danced. Their images flickered on the wall next to the bed.

Slowly, he brought the bulb closer to my bare flesh. The crackling noise grew more intense. He hovered above my nipple. "Don't move," he whispered.

All at once a rain of sparks shot from the tube to the taut node of flesh. I was being pierced with a thousand needles. I screamed, as much from surprise as from the pain. Ryan pulled the device away, as I tried to catch my breath.

"Colette?"

"Sorry, Doctor. I wasn't expecting..." Before I could finish, his mouth was on my recently assaulting nipple, lapping and sucking, soaking my skin with his hot saliva. I felt every movement of his tongue deep in my cunt. When he brought the glowing globe close again, I thought I was ready. This time, though, the sparks were stronger, hotter, more painful. Electricity crawled over my breast, wherever he had left traces of wetness.

Before I could recover, he was sparking my other nipple. I jumped and squirmed. My cunt contracted with each contact. He stroked my stomach. "You're all sweaty," he said. The thing sputtered and popped. Miniature bolts of lightning showered down on my navel. "And your thighs are smeared with cunt-juice..." He swept the wand slowly over my body and a long trail of sparks stitched up the sensitive skin toward my gaping sex.

"I've always been fascinated by electricity," he said in a conversational tone as the bulb approached my cunt. I tensed, waiting for the jolt I knew would come. Nothing could have prepared me for the raw sensations. Sparks danced on my clit and sputtered among my wet folds. I screamed again, overwhelmed, confused as to whether I was in terrible pain or close to climax.

My tormenter paused. "I didn't invent this handy little device, but I've made a few modifications. For example, I can turn up the power, or increase the frequency. Or make the variations random. Would you like that?"

All I could do moan.

Brief Bio

LISABET SARAI occasionally tackles other genres, but BDSM will always be her first love. Every one of her nine novels includes some element of power exchange, while her D/s short stories range from mildly kinky to intensely perverse. Learn more at http://www.lisabetsarai.com.

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