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My Guest Tara Lain Presents New Release Cataclysmic Shift + Contest

Today on the blog, I have Tara Lain! She has a wonderful new book. Check out the trailer below! Also…there’s a contest – info at the bottom 🙂


Hi everyone. I’m so happy to be here with Malia today to celebrate the release of my new book, Cataclysmic Shift. I’m Tara Lain and I write the Beautiful Boys of Romance. Cataclysmic Shift is a MM paranormal and is part of the Aloysius Tales, Aloysius being a black cat and witch’s familiar.  I know if you’ve followed my blogs over the last couple years, you’ve heard me talk about how much I love creating book titles. They’re organic to me. If I don’t have a title I love, it’s actually hard for me to write the book, and sometimes the titles precede the book and helps suggest the plot.

TL_SpellCat_coverinThe Aloysius Tales have also been a labor of title love. The first book, Spell Cat, was created because I wanted to write a book that involved a black cat. Cats suggest witches (at least to me). So I decided to write a witch book–but it would be about a male witch, a great witch master who has a black cat who is his familiar. But the witch is also a teacher. The book just had to be called — Spell Cat.

For the next story, I decided to write about Sammy, a character introduced in Spell Cat. Sammy is a witch whose power is prophetic painting. Sammy finds himself the focus of friendship for Aloysius, the spell cat of the previous book, and together, along with the man Sammy loves, they have to fight a huge threat to all witchery. The word Catastrophe kept playing in my mind because of the cat, Aloysius.  One morning I literally sat up in bed and thought painter! Yes, paint brush! Brush with Catastrophe.

When I decided to write a third Aloysius Tale, I knew it had to star Aloysius, the black cat. But a cat who doesn’t speak is a difficult character.  So early on I decided I would shift my cat into a human, at least for part of the story. There seemed only one possible title for such a book. Way before I set fingers to keyboard, I knew I had to call the book Cataclysmic Shift!

I’ve included an excerpt from the new book. And I hope you’ll take a moment and enter my prize drawing on the Rafflecopter below. Thanks so much for coming by!

CATACLYSMIC SHIFT by Tara Lain; A Cat Falls in Love with His Vet

Available at Loose Id     Amazon     ARe

TL_AT_3_cataclysmicshift_coverinSuper cat, Aloysius, may be the most powerful witch’s familiar in the world, but when he takes a blast at the hand of an evil witch he loses it all — power, memory, and his feline form — to become the ethereal human beauty, Alain Bellarose. When Alain wakes up naked on the floor surrounded by dogs and cats, his eyes first set upon Luke Elliott, the handsome and mysterious veterinarian.  Suddenly, the prospect of being human doesn’t seem so bad. Luke has a lot to hide and he likes animals way more than people, but he can’t resist the flamboyant boy who washes his face with the side of his hand and tries to lick his own privates!  The loss of Aloysius depletes the power of the Witch Master, Killian Barth, and that of his “secret weapon” Sammy and leaves their coven sitting ducks for two very nasty females. When Alain discovers that he’s really a powerful cat, he’s faced with the ultimate choice. To protect his community, or stay with the man he loves.

Luke bunched the pillow under his head and stared into the dark. Maybe Alain was a street kid and didn’t want to go back to it. He could be faking the whole amnesia bit just to have a roof over his head and some food. But that didn’t quite make sense. Luke had known a lot of street kids over the years, and Alain was nothing like them. Not defensive or suspicious at all. And tomorrow Luke would have him as a new helper at the clinic.

He blew out his breath. What the hell was he doing? In the middle of his very private life, he now had a roommate. Not just a roommate, but one who worked with him, and every company in the world said not to mix business and personal. Was it temporary? How the hell would Alain ever earn enough money as a vet’s assistant and gofer to find a place to live in New   York City? Jesus, what had he done? The guy was so nice and so easy to take care of. Maybe that was the ploy? He was a con artist. Right. What the hell did Luke have to con?

He hurled himself on his side and punched his pillow. If the kid wanted to rob him, he wouldn’t have spent the damned day redecorating like Martha Stewart came to visit.

Shitfire. He’d done himself in. Sleep now, and tomorrow he’d figure out how to undo what he’d done.

* * * *




Where the hell was that coming from? He wasn’t at work.

Tiny daggers dug into Luke’s bare shoulder. “Ow. Amelia?” The kitten made a leap from his shoulder to the bed in front of him. “How did you get—” His breath stopped.

The covers behind him rose. Draft. A body pressed down on the mattress. Then the draft went away. He knew just whose body it was. Holy shit, what was going on? “Uh, Alain?”


“What are you doing?”

“We were lonely.”

Speechless. This kid could not be for real. He had to have a ploy. The kitten insinuated her way between his hands and his chest, gave a sigh bigger than she was, and curled into a ball against his skin.

Behind him, skin pressed against his back. Oh, dear God. Tell me it’s his shoulder and not his, uh, front.

If someone touched him, he’d shatter. That was how rigid Luke felt. So this was the kid’s plan. Be a rent boy for Luke so he’d have a place to live and food to eat. Luke had even given him a job. But how could he blame him? Luke knew what it was like to have no home and no one to care about you. And he knew what it was to be somebody’s rent boy.

How would he tell Alain to go away? That he didn’t take advantage of young guys and he had no interest in a sexual liaison with him? Shit, that was such a lie. If that kitten moved down a few inches, she’d be lying on the most rigid cock on the planet. All Luke wanted was to turn over and shove that thing right into the cute asshole he’d seen displayed at the clinic. But it wasn’t gonna happen. Sorry, kid.



“It would be better if you went back to your room.”

Nothing—except the warmth against his on-fire skin. He listened. All he heard was breathing. He was afraid to move.

The kid might get the wrong idea. If Luke picked up the kitten, he could jump out of the bed and throw Alain out. Nicely. Of course, the kitten would wail, and that would lose him some credibility.

“Alain. Please go back to your room.”

A sound. No, two sounds. From in front of him came purring. From the back? The soft snuffle of a snore.



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DSC02846Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 20. Her best-selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft.  She lives with her soul-mate husband and her soul-mate dog in Laguna Beach, California, a pretty seaside town where she sets a lot of her books.  Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!


Desiree Holt Releases Feel the Heat – Comment to Grab a Phoenix Agency T-shirt

feeltheheat_msrHi readers! I’m so excited to welcome Desiree Holt to the blog today! This multi-published, bestselling author has a hot new release entitled Feel the Heat from Ellora’s Cave. Read all about her release and comment to win a t-shirt!


When I wrote Jungle Inferno it was meant to be a stand alone book, about a covert organization who bucked politics to rescue a hero. But it seems my heroes fell in love with the guys and wanted them to each have their own story. So I wrote Extrasensory, Delicious Danger and F Stop. In each book one of the partners was the hero and each met a heroine with psychic powers. Except in Danger—the psychic was the dog!

The books have been so popular the series even has its own Facebook page  and its own Pinterest Board.

I now have Phoenix Agency t-shirts and totes and mugs and buttons and Special Agent buttons.

And finally, at long last, Troy Arsenault, the fifth partner, got his story—Feel the Heat. It was a Recommended Read this weekend at USA Today. I hope you will join Lauren and Troy as danger follows them while the heat between them explodes.

Please leave a comment. Someone’s name will get picked for a t-shirt. Be sure to leave your email addy.

Lauren Cahill lives as quietly as she can, protecting her ability as a psychic healer. But danger brings Troy Arsenault into her life—along with scorching sex and intense emotions. Resisting him isn’t even a question, in or out of the bedroom. He protects her from the evil stalking her even as he teaches her what erotic sex is all about. When she’s kidnapped, his world is turned upside down and he employs all the resources of The Phoenix Agency to rescue her. He won’t rest until she’s back safely in his life—and in his bed for the rest of their lives.


When the doorbell rang, she was gripped by a sudden attack of nerves, her palms sweating for no reason. She wiped them on her jeans and looked through the peephole. What she saw was an identification folder with a photo ID and Troy Arsenault, Phoenix Agency, in black capital letters, along with the Phoenix logo.

“It’s me,” he called through the door. “Maybe you’d better let me in before your friends out here decide to join me.”

Friends? What friends?

She cracked the door a little, and her heart sank when she realized some of the reporters and photographers had wandered back closer to the house, apparently hoping to catch a glimpse of her. Or to get a quick shot at her before the cops chased them away. At least they were staying off of her lawn. A cruiser would be driving by again before too long and they’d get chased away. She swallowed hard against the sudden rise of panic.

I won’t give in to it. Everything’s going to be fine. They’ll go away, and I can have my life back.

Summer slid off the safety chain and opened the door just enough for Troy to slip through. When she closed it, she hooked the chain again and turned the deadbolt. Then she turned to the man in her foyer.

She was prepared to be polite, let him do his thing and send him on his way. But when she looked at the man standing there, her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth and all her breath was trapped in her lungs. Faith had told her Troy Arsenault was a former SEAL and as far as Summer was concerned, he could have been the poster boy for recruiting. He was as tall as Mark, with a lean runner’s body and deeply tanned skin. His light brown hair was just a tad long, curling at the neck of his shirt, the kind of hair a woman wanted to run her fingers through.

But it was his face that was the most arresting. Ruggedly handsome, like Mark, high cheekbones were slashes on either side of his nose and eyes the color of melted chocolate studied her from beneath unexpectedly dark eyebrows and lashes.

Holy crap!

Her reaction to him was hot and totally unexpected and she made a deliberate effort to tamp it down. For one thing, he was only here to make sure she was safe. For another, her history with men was so unpleasant that she’d decided to swear off them completely. The last thing she needed was to have her ruthlessly controlled hormones decide to take a walk on the wild side. How terribly inconvenient that those hormones chose this particular moment to start galloping through her system again. Maybe she should have insisted harder to Faith that she didn’t need anyone.

“Looks like you’re pretty popular with the folks out there.” His mouth curved in a smile but his tone was dead serious. When she didn’t comment he asked, “You okay?”

Summer gave herself a mental shake. What was going on with her? She had a problem here and this man had kindly agreed to come check it out as a favor to her friends. This was business, not pleasure. She’d hoped for someone at least appealing to look at but Troy Arsenault had danger written all over him.

“Sorry.” She didn’t know if her hands trembled because of the mob outside or the nearness of this man. She shoved them into the pockets of her jeans.  “Thank you for coming over here, although I don’t think it was really necessary.”

“From what I saw outside, this may be a little more serious than you think.” He held out his hand. “Troy Arsenault. But you already know that, right? Nice to meet you, Summer.”

“Same goes. And the idiots outside will probably go away the next time a police car comes by.”

He lifted an eyebrow. “Yeah? Doesn’t look like it to me.”

She suddenly found herself tongue-tied. What happened next? “Um, would you like some coffee? I made a fresh pot.”

“Thanks. That would be nice.”

She led the way into her kitchen and motioned for him to have a seat at the table. Figuring the first rush of phone calls would have subsided by now, she picked up the receiver from the counter and replaced it in the cradle. Her hand hovered over it a moment as she waited to see if it rang. When it didn’t, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned to occupy herself taking down mugs and filling them. As she poured the coffee, she tried to focus on the situation and not the man. Troy Arsenault had an electric magnetism about him that made the air sizzle and scrambled her brain. And that was the last thing she needed right now.


desiree holtDesiree Holt’s writing is flavored with the rich experiences of her life, including a long stretch in the music business representing every kind of artist from country singer to heavy metal rock bands. For several years she also ran her own public relations agency handling any client that interested her, many of whom might recognize themselves in the pages of her stories. She is twice a finalist for an EPIC E-Book Award, a nominee for a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice Award, winner of the first 5 Heart Sweetheart of the Year Award at The Romance Studio as well as twice a CAPA Award for best BDSM book of the year, winner of the Holt Medallion, multiple winner of the Whipped Cream Book of the Week Award and is published by five different houses. Romance Junkies said of her work: “Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.”

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Today I Welcome Anita Philmar

AP-NR-300x450Anita Philmar is my guest today with her erotic novel, Naked Rebel!


Naked Rebel

A spy that prefers to work alone, Nick Royster’s assignment is turned upside down when his superiors sends him a personal companion. Not appreciating the need to watch someone else’s back, he attends a dinner of Salsar’s inner group. Only to learn, he has to sacrifice Rane to get the information he needs to end the war.

Rane knows the important of winning. Her family slaughtered by Salsar, this is her homeland and she plans to do whatever it takes to win her peoples’ freedom.

With everything on the line, can these two have any future together or does love and war equal heartache?


“I know it’s not much, but its home.” At least for the last few months it’d been. Once he’d reached the rank of top miner, it’d taken less than a year to make head foreman. Yet, he still didn’t know the location of nustru’s purification plant.

“Nice.” A muffled voice rang through his small two room unit.

He glanced around at the bare walls. She couldn’t be serious.

Yes, he didn’t have to live in a tent, but the place wasn’t a proper home for a woman either. An ugly brown couch stood right by the door while a yellow counter with a cooler and stove occupied the opposite wall. The doorway to the back led to a tiny bathroom and an even smaller bedroom.

Not willing to argue about how she never should have been sent here, Nick walked over and looked inside the cooler. “Would you like something to drink?”

“That would be great,” whispered through her veil.

Nick grabbed a protein drink and turned to see her struggling with the hood covering her head. He set down her drink and stepped to her side. The black cloak covering her really did its job. He couldn’t see any part of her except her small hands.

“Let’s see, how can we free you from this contraption?” He fingered the rough fabric covering her shoulders and lifted the lip of the cloth running along her biceps.

She stepped back and lowered her head.

He pulled. The hood fell away, revealing her reddish-gold hair.

A loud rip preceded a soft feminine scent, which filled the room. The cloak covering her body tore into long strips and crumbled to the floor at her feet.

A bullet of lust shot straight to his loins at the spectacular view. Full, creamy breasts covered by a skimpy piece of pink lace led to a narrow waist. Another strip hung on her curvy hips and restricted his view of her luscious center. A dark stain on her panties made him wonder if she was already wet with need.



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Meet My Guest Michelle Miles and the Guardians of Atlantis

TemptingEden-200pxThe lost city of Atlantis does exist. The Atlanteans sunk it thousands of years ago to protect their civilization. When an explorer came to the lost city, he threatened their very livelihood. Their world was invaded by humans who wanted to destroy everything, who stole artifacts and who wanted to bring back the men and women from Atlantis to study. The Atlanteans fought back and won, keeping their well-guarded secret safe from humans topside. After that, the Guardians of Atlantis formed to protect and serve the people of Atlantis. To make sure no other human stumbles upon their world again.

Centuries later, though, something is going horribly wrong with the women of Atlantis. Some can no longer conceive. Others cannot carry the babies to term. And one mad scientist thinks he has the solution—mixing human DNA with Atlantean DNA. And he wants the Guardians of Atlantis to bring the human women from topside to him.

Meet the Guardians of Atlantis!

Sabre (Tempting Eden – Available Now). Strong, sexy and serious. He’s no-nonsense. He is chosen as the one to lead the Guardians when his general is arrested for treason. When he refuses to help the lead geneticist and the president of Atlantis in this quest to kidnap women, the life of his sister is threatened. He has no choice but to cooperate. When he meets Eden and can hear her every erotic thought, it’s enough to touch her to ecstasies she’s never before experienced. But it quickly changes to something more and something deeper. He intends to keep her for himself…no matter the price.

Lucian (Seducing Eve – Available Now). Quick-witted and fiercely protective. He meets Eve in the lab and is immediately taken by her. seducingeve-200He admires her strength of will to break free of her bonds in Atlantis. When the two are thrown together, becoming fugitives, Lucian finds he can’t stop his heart from ruling his mind. He’s enamored with Eve as she is with him. She agrees to team up to help save the women from the lab.

Raven (Ravishing Helene – Coming Soon). A man of very few words. He’s all action and no talk. He prefers to shoot now and ask questions later. When Sabre’s sister, Helene, is captured and held hostage by the scientists, Raven is sent to retrieve her. It should be a simple job—get in, get the girl, get out. But nothing goes as planned. Rescuing Helene turns into a battle of wills—she wants to go topside and she wants him to take her. And she’ll do whatever it takes to get her way—even seduce him.

So what does all this mean for you, beautiful readers?

It means TEMPTING EDEN is now available. It means SEDUCING EVE is now available. It means RAVISHING HELEN is coming soon.


Eden doubts a trip to the Bahamas will make her forget her cheating boyfriend, empty bank account and dead-end job. But when her best friend insists the trip is what she needs to forget her troubles, Eden can’t refuse the all-expenses paid vacation. Little does she know a new kind of trouble awaits.
As an elite Guardian of Atlantis, Sabre is on a mission to bring back human females from the surface. The lost continent’s lead geneticist wants to impregnate the women, mixing Atlantean DNA with human genetic material in order to save their dying race. If Sabre refuses, his sister will be killed. Despite his revulsion to such a mission he has no choice but to obey.

When Sabre walks out of the sea and finds Eden on the beach, he can read her deepest fantasies loud and clear. At first it’s enough to simply bring them to life, touching her to ecstasies she’s never before experienced. But when his heart falls under her spell he knows he can’t take her back to the scientists and a life as a guinea pig. He intends to keep her for himself…no matter the price.

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Eve is desperate to escape her lab prison in the lost city of Atlantis, unwilling to allow them to use her body against her will. The last thing she needs is for them to discover her gift which could keep her confined with them forever. When she sees an opportunity to flee, she makes a break for it. What she doesn’t count on is getting captured by a sexy guardian. Sexy or not, she’s resolved to return home or die trying.

When one of the human females is kidnapped and brought to Atlantis, Lucian is sent to investigate. His mission is to find out who brought her against her will. He never expects the lovely Eve to escape the lab wreaking havoc nor does he expect her sheer determination to nearly get him killed. They flee into the dusty bowels of Atlantis but his injuries hinder his ability to keep her safe and he fears he may lose her to the scientists.

Their cat-and-mouse game quickly turns into running for survival. As the enemy closes in, Eve realizes Lucian is trying to save her from the fate of becoming a lab rat, endearing him to her. Now she must use her gift to save the man she’s quickly falling for before she loses him forever.

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Miles5-100About Michelle:

Michelle Miles is the award-winning author of fast-paced, fun-filled paranormal, fantasy and contemporary romances. She is the author of the Ellora’s Cave epic fantasy romance series, Realm of Honor which includes her latest book, Only for a Knight, the second in the series set in the Celtic Otherworld.

Currently, she is writing and publishing her erotic paranormal series, Guardians of Atlantisabout the sexy men of Atlantis and the women who love them. She is also the author of the Coffee House Chronicles, a contemporary romance series set in and around a coffee house, as well as an action-adventure series The Adventures of Ransom and FortuneShe is a member of Romance Writers of America®, PAN Liaison of the Dallas Area Romance Authors chapter and member of the Fantasy, Futuristic and Paranormal chapter. Her work has placed in the highly-acclaimed Writer’s Digest Writing Competition and the Stroke of Midnight Contest sponsored by the Passionate Ink chapter. She is also a contributor of the charity paranormal anthology, Entangled, which has donated over $10,000 to the Breast Cancer Research Foundation.

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Kenra Daniels and Azure Boone Present Summon Toren (Archangels Creed #3)

toren book coverI’m very excited to welcome Kenra and Azure to the blog! They have exciting news about their newest release.


Archangels Creed #3

Summon Toren

The Mercury Warrior

By Kenra Daniels and Azure Boone

Coming June 6, 2013!

Toren, the Mercury Archangel, has been SUMMONED!

On June 6, 2013, he will arrive to complete his part of the ARCHANGELS CREED Mission!

Please join us in welcoming him at the SUMMON TOREN Release Party!

Beginning 8pm EST Jun 7 at the Archangels Creed Facebook Page. 

The celebration will continue through 11pm EST Jun 8, with plenty of time to win the contests, eat the virtual goodies, have virtual drinks, ogle the chocolate covered dancers, pass out, sleep it off and do it all over again! 

We’ll share excerpts, talk about what the Archangels will face next and answer readers’ questions. The next Archangel will also be summoned! 

Prizes for the contests will include copies of all three Archangels Creed books, copies of both authors’ other books, book thongs and more. 

We hope to see you there!

Kenra & Azure


Remember the Archangels’ mission? Satan has found a loophole in the rules that govern his battle against Good. The Archangel Uriel sends twelve Warrior Archangels to Earth on a mission to even the odds.

Each Archangel has one month to find a couple, unite them, and use their union’s power to create the Holy Warriors needed to defend the world against Satan’s unholy creations.

But the mission isn’t so simple when inheriting Humanity comes with challenges beyond the Angel’s training, and every milestone in the couple’s relationship effects the triumvirate’s strength.

Kassern and Dorn have finished forming their triumvirates—oh wait, back up a minute—make that quadumvirates. Kassern had some difficulty dealing with his new human appetites and ended up taking a wife. Commander Uriel has decided Kassern’s indiscretion upset the entire power balance. The only solution is for all the archangels to find wives.

And now it’s Toren’s turn, but the enemy is farther ahead than the archangels anticipated, so the archangels must accomplish the unthinkable in half the time.

True to his mercurial nature, Toren does things his own way and refuses to follow the formula. With his sights set on a lady rancher, he has his hands full studying to be a cowboy, wrangling his humans into the quadumvirate and hog-tying demons. He finds time to keep the arrogant foreign soldier in line and set a Rodeo Queen straight. All that’s left is to get them to fall in love in thirty minutes or less as all hell breaks loose. 

Here’s a tiny little taste of Toren, just to whet your appetite:

Toren has just shaved his head because he had to shave part of Sam’s hair away to treat a burn she received saving a newborn calf in a burning barn. Sam pretended cutting all her hair short meant nothing, but he knows it did. So he shows his understanding.

Sam was suddenly at a weird loss for words while standing there in the hallway feeling like she owed the man something more than her damn sarcasm. “Come here.”

She walked ahead to the bathroom and looked back to ensure he followed, bristling at herself for the crass command like he was some subservient dog. Hell she didn’t talk to animals in the tone she used with him.

He followed with a slight smile and she wondered what was going through that beautiful hairless head of his. She opened the bathroom door and turned on the light, then got the stool from next to the tub and set it in front of the mirror. “You missed a few spots.” She cleared her throat a little trying to soften her voice. “If you don’t mind…I’d like to get them for you.”

She fought to hold his gaze and not get all dizzy. Such beautiful eyes. Eyes that bore into hers without hesitation or inhibition. Bold and demanding. Devouring even. She released a breath when he broke eye contact but then he removed his shirt in one move. Lordy help her.

Now she didn’t know where to look. Not meeting his gaze meant staring at his chest. Damn she’d never been so torn. His gaze, meet his gaze.

When she did, she forgot what the hell she was supposed to be doing. She closed her eyes, focusing.

“You okay?” Deep voice. Small space. Intimate as hell.

“I’m fine.” Still not looking. “Just um. Thinking. Sit. Please.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Sam stared at the back of his perfect head and had the sense to get the razor. “Can’t have you halfass shaving your head now can I?”

“No ma’am.” His tone vibrated through her womanly parts.

“Whooowee, hot in this little box, told them they needed to put a damn window.” She stroked his scalp looking for those spots she’d seen. No sooner had her fingers touched his head than she got lost in the feel of him. So damn soft. Wow. She turned on the hot water and stood to his right and slowly ran the razor over his head. She methodically repeated the steps in a pattern to make sure she got every spot, pretending his head was just another animal she was shearing.

Finally done, she wet her hands and passed them over his head to make sure she got it all. He made a sound that resembled maybe a moan or a pained grunt and her fingers slowed. “Irritating?”

“Hell no.”

Her heart skipped several beats then raced to catch up. He turned his head and looked up at her. She removed her hands from his head, realizing she was done and had no legitimate reason to keep them there. He reached for one of her hands and before she realized what he was doing, he rubbed her palm across his chest. Drying it. She couldn’t take her eyes from his as he slid it slowly over his hard muscles. Warm muscles. She couldn’t keep from pressing her fingers either, to feel him. The man was damn immaculate. Very nice for touching. And hell, tasting.

He stood up and she was suddenly swallowed by his towering frame. The man was…huge. Dangerous in so many ways. Especially those eyes right in that second. Hooded with…sex appeal.

“Thank you.”

She blinked several times at his strange words. “Thank you?” Whatever for? For touching him? For liking him? For wanting him? Wanting him to kiss her? In that very second? She wondered if he could read her mind with the way he suddenly stared at her mouth, contemplating. She licked her lips, oh my God, why? To entice? Yes, definitely. It worked.

He slowly lowered his head, his brows drawn, his aim her mouth. She parted her lips, waiting for it. To be kissed. She closed her eyes and then opened them when his warm breath seemed to increase next to her lips. His brows were drawn hard, like something hurt.

Worried he’d not do it, she reached up and stroked her fingers across his face. Then tip-toed and closed the distance, pressing her lips into his full soft ones.

A guttural sound filled his throat and the next second he captured her face and neck in one large hand and plundered the hell out of her mouth with his skillful tongue. Sam inhaled as he boldly and hungrily invaded her, telling her just what he wanted from her. All and everything, right in that second.

His other hand was on the buttons of her shirt when Kassie’s scream pierced the air. “Shit!” Sam gasped and reluctantly pulled back with a moan that told of years of unmet need.

“Glory is delivering now!” Kassie screamed from the bottom of the stairs.

“Oh no!”

“What?” Toren demanded.

“My horse. She’s a rogue. She’s genuinely tried to kill every human that gets within reach.”

Toren flew down the stairs after her and they both ran to the barn.

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Kenra’s Books:

•           “Tight Spaces” Paranormal Erotic Romance novella: Book one of Double Dare Club series

•           “Safe Heart” Paranormal Romance novel: Book One of Blood Dragon

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Azure’s Books:

Erotic Romance:

Johnny Blue

Meet Me

Paranormal Romance:

The Devil Wants A China Doll


Broken Series

And many more!

Stormie Kent is A Guest Today with Her New Release – Battling Rapture

Please join me in welcoming Stormie Kent to the blog! Her steamy new release from Ellora’s Cave is Battling Rapture.


Thanks for having me on your blog Malia!

I loved writing my new EC release, Battling Rapture. I love intensity between main characters. I especially love a little sexual tension thrown in the mix. The two main characters in Battling Rapture are in for the battle of their lives as they attempt to navigate the universe, stay alive and fight their attraction to each other. Take a peek at the sparks between my heroine and hero, Niki and Rhine.


Niki is captured by hostile aliens after Earth is invaded. Once a soldier, she is now a slave. She is sold to the highest bidder, and then lost in a game of cards to a tall Ordanian spaceship captain, who claims to have been sent to rescue her. They work together to survive the dangers of the United Universe, while Niki battles her desire for the only man to ever enflame her mind, body and soul.

Captain Rhine’s mission is to reunite the Earth woman with her family. Outmaneuvering beast shifters and a crazed stalker are the very least he is willing to do to keep her by his side. Her touch ignites his passion. Her scent drives his lust. Her strength eases his soul even as she challenges him every step of the way. In the end, Rhine understands, the biggest battle is for her heart.


The following excerpt is for those readers who are 18 and over only.

Copyright © Stormie Kent, 2013

All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.

He pushed a button on the captain chair controls and turned to Niki. He stood. He observed her tense body and intense expression. She gazed back at him. Hostile was too mild for this woman.

“What?” she asked.

His next move wasn’t going to make her any more docile. Before he could think too much about it, he snatched her from her seat and cradled her in his arms. He ran his hands over her back as he made sure to slide her along his front.

“What the hell are you doing? There isn’t time for you to feel me up, you perv.”

She pushed against his chest. Her struggles to free herself helped accomplish his goal and enflame his senses at the same time. Her full breasts pressed and jiggled against him as he clutched her ample ass. It was enough to make him forget his true purpose.

He caught her wrist before her palm connected with his nose.

He spun her away quickly. “I needed my scent to be fresh on you.”

She watched him through slit lids. He forced his eyes from her heaving breasts and focused on what was important. Her wide leg stance and fisted hands. He knew how fast she was. She wasn’t as quick as him, but she could do a lot of damage if he happened to be distracted, which he was. He sidestepped her first pass, moving away from the fist that almost struck his jaw. His right hand deflected her side kick and he used his left hand to grab her arm and jerk her around so that her back was flush against his front.

He crushed both her arms to her sides and jerked her away from anything she could gain leverage from with her feet. He couldn’t resist pressing his face to the crook of her neck and inhaling. Somehow their little sparring session was arousing him more than it angered him. He jerked his face back quickly as she turned her head to bite him.

“Calm down. You will be among strong hypersensitives who won’t believe I own a level one exotic and haven’t touched her.”

“Warn me next time, asshole. I don’t like surprises and I definitely don’t want to be manhandled.”

He leaned close to her ear and spoke softly. “You lie.” Her nipples were hard against his arms and the sweet spice of her pussy clouded his judgment. His cock pressed against her back. Her struggles stroked him nicely. “You call me Sir in alien company.”

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Now for my blog tour contest. Every eligible comment along my blog tour will be entered to win. All those who enter a positive comment here between now and 11:59 p.m. Eastern (USA) on February 1, 2013 will be entered in a drawing for a $20 Amazon eGiftcard. You must leave a valid email address in the comments to be entered. The winner will be announced the night of February 2, 2013 on my blog:

Happy Reading!

Stormie Kent

Publisher: Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.

Book Length: Novel

Genre: Futuristic Erotic Romance

Release Date: January 18, 2013

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Malia Mallory Hosts Bestselling Author Delilah Fawkes – New Release Lush Curves #BBW #EroticRomance

Today I have the pleasure of welcoming Delilah Fawkes to my blog. Delilah has been hitting the bestseller charts all over and today she is sharing her newest release, Lush Curves.


Malia was kind enough to invite me to her blog today to chat about my exciting new series, LUSH CURVES! After the success of my last erotic romance series, THE BILLIONAIRE’S BECK AND CALL, I wanted to try something different–a romance that highlighted the emotional journey of two people from very different cultures, each with their own gifts and baggage, and show them falling in love from two different perspectives.

In the first part of the series, we learn about Aolani Kahale, a beautiful, curvy woman with big dreams of starting her own photography studio. She moved from Hawaii to the mainland to make her dream come true, but has been stuck at a dead end job at a marketing firm, and feels like she’s treading water.

Enter our sexy hero, Scottish yacht company CEO, Gavin Fletcher. Gavin’s new marketing campaign is failing, and he needs to shake things up to stay a success. When he sees Aolani, he knows exactly what will save it–her, as his new model, the face and body of his ad campaign.

Sparks fly between them instantly, but both struggle to remain professional. It was incredibly fun to write, because we get to see how each views the other, as well as hear their inner dialogue as Aolani deals with insecurities and Gavin tries to resist being the boss that hits on his new employee. It’s exciting getting to know them both as I write their story.

Here is what early reviewers are saying about Lush Curves:

Sweet Jesus!! Delilah strikes again with a wonderful start to what is going to no doubt be another Epic Serial by her. I have read everything from 50 Shades to some seriously erotic novels and short stories, but NONE have stolen my heart like Aolani and Gavin.”

Among all the sexual tension between Gavin and Aolani, Delilah Fawkes showcases her ability to balance two shifting perspectives between the leads, without making them sound like rehashes of each other. Living dialogue and interesting characters are what makes this more than just erotic fun, it makes a real book.

And here’s a LUSCIOUS sneak peak, just for you!

The moment I saw her, I knew she was something special.

I wanted to laugh when I saw her bending over that coffee spill, looking back at me in such a vulnerable position, but something in those deep, black eyes and, let’s face it, the arresting sight of her bum pointing straight at me, made me clear my throat and look away before she got the wrong idea. I wanted her, my body reacting to hers, but I had business to attend to. And I certainly didn’t need to be leering at any employees.

But when Martin introduced us, and I felt her small hand in mine, I couldn’t help but feel the connection, couldn’t deny the chemistry between us. With her flowing, black hair and gorgeous skin, she was one of the most beautiful women I’d ever seen, and my thoughts wandered to the strictly unprofessional.

What would her body look like set free from her business attire? What would those gorgeous curves of hers look like clad only in a teeny, tiny Bond Girl bikini?

Now, standing on the deck of my yacht, I marveled at her bravery. That a person with no experience modeling would have the confidence to get up there and give it a go was impressive, to say the least. I asked her to do it–Hell, I nearly begged her–but I don’t know if I could have done the same, if she’s asked me to don a Speed-o in front of a wanker like Martin, not to mention the rest of the crew.

Aolani was something else. Something remarkable. And even though I knew I shouldn’t get involved, I wanted to know more about her.

“Um… Where should I stand?”

Aolani’s voice cut through my thoughts. She stood near the cabin, the anxiety in her eyes as clear as day, twisting her hands together in front of her body. That beautiful body that should never be covered up.

Martin opened his mouth to answer, probably to tell her to quit fidgeting, but I spoke first.

“Would you please join me by the railing?”

She glanced at Martin’s frown, then nodded to me, obviously relieved I’d be giving the instructions. Martin fumed next to me, but I’d deal with him later. It was too important that she remain calm and comfortable in order to get the shot right.

She wasn’t one of his models, who cut their teeth on the abuse of bastards like him snapping away. It was painfully obvious she didn’t know how beautiful she was, or what she was capable of. She didn’t know what I saw when I looked at her.

She was next to me now, looking up at me with those almond eyes, drawing me to her with that inexplicable tug I felt whenever she was near. I could smell the scent of coconut in her hair, and I couldn’t stop my eyes from traveling downward, over her ample cleavage held perfectly by the cups of her white bikini. My eyes traveled back up to hers, and I cleared my throat.

I had to remain professional.

“I’m picturing you leaning over the railing, Aolani, your elbows resting gently on the wood as you look out to sea. Can you try that for me now?”

She nodded and leaned over, clasping her hands together as she gazed out. I assessed her posture, trying to keep my breathing steady as my gaze slid over her tiny waist and flat belly to the rounded swell of her full hips… and that arse that made my cock stir in my trousers every time I saw it…

“Roll your hips back a little and arch your back, lass,” I said. “It will show you off more.”

She looked at me, her brow furrowing. “Are you sure you want that?” She looked down, and I could see her cheeks coloring. I wanted to reach out and stroke her cheek, to tell her she had nothing to be afraid of, but I didn’t know how she’d react. I settled for brushing her hair off her shoulder, and noticed her sharp intake of breath when my fingers grazed her skin.

“Absolutely,” I said. “I want to capture those beautiful curves of yours. Soften your gaze as you look out, like you’re seeing everything that you dream of, just over the horizon… Do you know how I mean?”

She chewed her lip and glanced down at my hand, still resting on her shoulder, but didn’t pull back.“I think so,” she said. “I’ll give it a try.”

She pushed her hips back ever-so-slightly and opened her shoulders, arching her back. I sucked in a breath, and motioned for Martin to come over quickly. The lighting crew followed, hastily setting up their gear.

“Now, Aolani,” I said. “Gaze toward the horizon.”

The wind kicked up, whipping her hair back behind her. Her expression took on the quality of a dreamer, her face relaxed and serene as she looked out over the harbor waves. In that moment, I would have given anything to know what she dreamed about–what kind of vision for her future made her look so peaceful, so hopeful… and so utterly beautiful.

Martin’s camera snapped away, and he started his spiel, telling her to adjust slightly this way and that until he had every angle he wanted captured. But I knew we’d gotten what we needed with that first shot.

Aolani Kahale was a natural.

LUSH CURVES is available for .99 cents on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Kobo, and AllRomanceEbooks. 

Thank you so much for having me on your blog, Malia! And happy reading, all!


Delilah Fawkes is the bestselling erotic romance author of “The Billionaire’s Beck and Call” series, selling more than 150,000 e-books in 2012. She’s known for sizzling romances with red hot alpha males you’ll fall in love with and strong women who make them swoon. If you like your romance gripping, fast-paced, and dripping with sinful love scenes, you’ve got to check out what Delilah has to offer.

Delilah Fawkes always delights in bringing you the very best in erotica and erotic romance!

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