Friday Flames (Whew! It's hot!!)

I wonder if I ever publicly thanked Horror author Robert S. Sadler for creating my awesome flaming banner...

Thanks Rob!

 The Flames had a great turn-out last week with over 180 visitors stopping by. (Just in case you wondered)

I've been working on Troll-y Yours, Book 2 in the Centaur series. This is Aleksander's story - and he's one HOT dude!

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 Troll-y Yours

(unedited) 

Kempor Aleksander had thought he’d seen the sexiest female bodies within a hundred mile radius. Voted Most Eligible Bachelor in Boronda fifteen years in a row by Mythic Magazine, the woods crawled with hungry babes. Nothing in his vast experience prepared him for the sight that literally dropped in front of him.

Lush creamy breasts with raspberry nipples that his lips quivered to taste. Round curves of her smooth backside, a delightfully naughty expanse of flesh, called him to stroke with strong passes of his hand.

Damnit, he was in his true form. Oh Pan, why do you taunt me so?

Ella squealed and turned a bright shade of pink. She made a grab for her fallen towel, but Alek reached out and grasped her arm. He splayed his front hooves and drew her closer.

“Al, stop it. I’m naked.”

“Yes, kalos. You are.” He called her beautiful in the old language, because she was . . . and more. Satin divine slid beneath his palm as his free hand moved across her back. The way she wriggled and fought to gain the damned towel made him smile. 

Ella’s face flamed, and she stared at him in disbelief. “What are you doing? Let me cover up.”

Alek ignored her protests. She didn’t fight him as if her life depended on it. In fact, if he read the smoky haze in her pale blue eyes correctly, she was every bit turned on as him—perhaps more.

The very thought swished his tail.

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Get set - -

GO!

 Please leave your short STEAMY scene, and don't forget a buy link if available.
Thank you, and have FUN!

Friday Flames

I've been rather inconsistent with the Flames lately. For those of you who email or contact me on Facebook asking for some heat...I thank you!

Would you like to see the Flames go back to every other Friday? Perhaps only once a month? When you share your SMOKING HOT SCENE below, let me know what your preference is.

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Here's a scene from my Erotic Fantasy Romance, REMEDY MAKER.

(Winner of the Paranormal Romance Guild 2012 Reviewer's Choice Award, ) 

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A little coffee, some discussion and bargaining, and I’m good to go.

Patience took hesitant steps out of the bedroom with bare feet. She cleared her throat. “Good morning.”

Gods.

Sleep creased her face, her hair lay mussed and wild about her shoulders. Heat coiled low in his belly; his scrotum tightened inside his pants.

He was in deep shit.

In his waking mind, the plan seemed so easy. None of the sexy details were filled in. Now, with her standing in front of him looking like she’d been tumbled hard in the sack, all he could think of was . . . getting hard in the sack!

Fuck.

No! Not that word.

Glorious brown hair, liberally streaked with auburn, floated in waves over her shoulders and cascaded down her back. He watched her like a slow motion movie. She lifted her hands and pushed the heap away from her face, her breasts jiggling with maddening temptation.

“Hey there.” He grabbed open the lower door of the cold box and hid behind it, adjusting himself through his jeans. Guileless, her innocent eyes held no condemnation for his Centaur breeding.

Patience was born decades after the last arrow flew in hatred. Her people had committed horrendous crimes, but he had murdered as well. He was the villain here, not her. The proof stood right before his eyes, looking so damn beautiful—a felony on two legs. 

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When you leave your scorching scene, let the awesome readers know where they can buy your book, too!

Have fun everyone - and keep the flames BURNIN' HOT!!

Naughty New Year's Resolution

If you're looking for Carrie Ann Ryan's New Year's blog hop, scroll down to the next blog post. But while you're here, you can enter to win at this blog hop, too!!

 

 

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

Welcome to the Naughty New Years Blog Hop

These are the Grand Prize giveaways: $100 gift card to EdenFantasys

 

 

 and a digital gift basket of 10 erotica books

 

In addition, I’ll be giving away a $20 gift certificate to Amazon to one lucky commenter. Be sure to leave your email address and post related comment below.

 

One person’s perception of naughty might be another’s regular day. Maybe someone’s New Year’s Resolution will be to try something just outside their comfort zone. 

Kink and adventure flow with taste and personalities. Some readers prefer Sweet Romance to that of Sensual. Others may find Sensual on the boring side, preferring Erotica BDSM instead. 

I write a combination of Sensual and Erotic romance and combine this with Paranormal and Fantasy.

 

Here’s an excerpt from Remedy Maker:

 

Her moisture—pure heaven. Nectar from the gods. A true sign of just how badly she wanted him. 

He wanted her with an obsession so savage he fought to keep it under control. He'd never risk hurting or frightening her. So generous, she saved his life with her gentle and compassionate ways. Whatever Patience did, he would see that she never suffered or wanted again. 

The protective thought nearly made him stop. He feared for her life with his traumatic mental flare-ups and didn't want to hurt her. Just the same, he couldn't make himself quit her either. In truth, he wanted to plunge into her, plant himself deep inside and allow friction to wash over them in a sensuous tide. 

Bathed and coated in her moist heat, his hips thrusted out of control. She whimpered against his mouth, her fingernails cutting into his back with magnificent ferocity. With every forward stroke, his rubbed his pubic hair against her sensitive clit. 

"Lose yourself with me, Polytima. Just let yourself go." 

Damn, she was tight as his fist. As soon as she peaked, he'd let it all go deep inside her. He groaned at the mental image, his swollen cock enormous and heavy as it moved in and out of her.  

"Rhycious…" 

"Am I hurting you?" 

"No, but…" Her panting sounded loud in his ear, fueling his desire to take her to flaming heights. 

Hard with need of her, suddenly angry at himself for his many failings, he rammed forward, lifting her hips off the bed with his force. 

She cried out, her inner muscles clenching around him in quickening pulses. Teeth gritted, neck straining, barely the presence of mind to wait for her, to reach the finish line together.  

Gods, she was so blessedly tight around him, it was hard to do. 

He wanted to fuck her hard, make her come again and again, until she couldn't think of anything but him.
 

 

 

For this hop only - price reduced to $3.99

(normally priced at $7.99)



 

Buy Links:  Amazon eBook    Paperback    Barnes & Noble

 

What temperature do you prefer your sexy romance to be?

Be sure to visit all the stops on the hop for more giveaways HERE.

Resolutions - The bain of my life

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!
Welcome to the New Year's Blog Hop

 

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For a list of participating New Year's Day hop sites, please click HERE.

I'm offering one lucky commenter a $20 Amazon gift card. Be sure to leave your email address and answer the post related question.

We have THREE grand prizes. You as a reader can go to EACH blog and comment with your email address and be entered to win. Yep, you can enter over 200 times! Everything but the grand prize is international.

Now what are those prizes?

1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet

2nd Grand Prize: A $300 Amazon or B&N Gift Card

3rd Grand Prize: A Swag Pack that contains paperbacks, ebooks, 50+ bookmarks, cover flats, magnets, pens, coffee cozies, and more!

For every resolution I make, there are five I break. Here a five that I broke last year:

1.  Lose 20 pounds
2. Work out daily
3.  Ride the horses, don't just look at them
4.  Clean something every day
5.  Fill the car up when it hits a quarter tank

In my erotic paranormal/fantasy romance, REMEDY MAKER, Rhycious (the hero) makes a resolution to find a cure for his love Patience.

Shape-shifting Centaurs and disappearing Wood Nymphs create an alluring story filled with sensual moments and heart-stopping action.

Nominated for BEST FANTASY ROMANCE OF 2012 by the Paranormal Romance Guild.

Remedy Maker is on sale!

Amazon eBook    Paperback    Barnes & Noble

Normally priced at $7.99, the hop sale price is $3.99 for a limited time.

 

Pick up your copy today!

I write a combination of Sensual and Erotic (not erotica) romance and combine this with Paranormal and Fantasy. 

Here’s an excerpt from Remedy Maker:

 

Her moisture—pure heaven. Nectar from the gods. A true sign of just how badly she wanted him. 

He wanted her with an obsession so savage he fought to keep it under control. He'd never risk hurting or frightening her. So generous, she saved his life with her gentle and compassionate ways. Whatever Patience did, he would see that she never suffered or wanted again. 

The protective thought nearly made him stop. He feared for her life with his traumatic mental flare-ups and didn't want to hurt her. Just the same, he couldn't make himself quit her either. In truth, he wanted to plunge into her, plant himself deep inside and allow friction to wash over them in a sensuous tide. 

Bathed and coated in her moist heat, his hips thrusted out of control. She whimpered against his mouth, her fingernails cutting into his back with magnificent ferocity. With every forward stroke, his rubbed his pubic hair against her sensitive clit. 

"Lose yourself with me, Polytima. Just let yourself go." 

Damn, she was tight as his fist. As soon as she peaked, he'd let it all go deep inside her. He groaned at the mental image, his swollen cock enormous and heavy as it moved in and out of her.  

"Rhycious…" 

"Am I hurting you?" 

"No, but…" Her panting sounded loud in his ear, fueling his desire to take her to flaming heights. 

Hard with need of her, suddenly angry at himself for his many failings, he rammed forward, lifting her hips off the bed with his force. 

She cried out, her inner muscles clenching around him in quickening pulses. Teeth gritted, neck straining, barely the presence of mind to wait for her, to reach the finish line together.  

Gods, she was so blessedly tight around him, it was hard to do. 

He wanted to fuck her hard, make her come again and again, until she couldn't think of anything but him.

 

If you make a sensual resolution this year, what will it be?