The Femme Fatale Amphibian

By Elizabeth Morgan

As a lover of myths and fairytales, and all things paranormal, I often dive into my encyclopaedias on the hunt for new creatures to play with, or for inspiration for new stories. This little habit was the reason behind writing my erotic f/f short, On The Rocks.

Back at the beginning of 2012 I was flicking through my “A Field Guide to Demons, Fairies, Fallen Angels and other Subversive Spirits, by Carol K. & Dinah Mack,” when I came across the water category. My attention went straight to mermaids as I have always loved these particular creatures ever since watching The Little Mermaid as a child, but despite the fact I want to--and will someday--write a little something featuring one of these beauties, they have been written about so many times. And being somewhat stubborn, I wanted to play with a different type of water lady; that’s when I found the page on Nixie’s.

Quote:  “The Nixie is a freshwater femme fatale amphibian.”

Well, that was all I needed to know to get me interested, but as I continued to read I learnt that this femme likes to stick close by to communities, because she loves to shop and dance; that she can change forms and she is a cannibal.

Muse’s reaction: “Yummy! I want! I want!”

Yeah, my muse is a little twisted, but I trust her 110%.

Needless to say, on completion of reading this chapter on Nixies I was hooked and my mind was whirling with possibilities. Don’t get me wrong, my marvellous encyclopaedia did divulge oodles  more information which after rereading could help spin some future stories, but the basic information on these creatures was more than enough for me to whip up a sexy – and I have to say somewhat – twisted story, which I did. And I am very happy to say that this lil’ number found a home in 2012 with Decadent Publishing’s, “The Edge Erotica Series.”

A perfect fit, even if I do say so myself. ;-P

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EXCERPT:

Her warm breath skated down my neck causing a shiver to curl around my spine. She straightened then slid her hands through my hair. My eyelids fluttered at the feel of her fingertips stroking over my temples and along my hairline.

“I saw you watching us.”

I stared at her. “Excuse me?”

“Do you like watching?” She retrieved a few items from the vanity table, twisted two sections of my hair, and pushed the hair clips into place. “It’s all right. You can tell me, Meghan.”

My body tightened at the husky way she said my name. The knot between my legs pulsed under her piercing stare. I had no idea how, or even why she managed to get under my skin, but God, I wanted her.

“I’m not a pervert or anything.”

“I know you’re not.” She slid a chain of small red flowers into the black mass of my hair.

“I just heard a noise. I guess my curiosity got the best of me.” I shifted on my seat. “I’m sorry—”

“Don’t be. I liked you watching.”

My nails dug into my knees as her hands moved down my throat. Her skin like satin—her touch, soft. She ran her fingertips over the top of my breasts.

“I would have asked you to join us, if you hadn’t run.” Her gaze caught mine again while she slid her hand inside my skin-tone bra. “Will you run now, or will you do what we both know you want to do?”

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On The Rocks

(The Edge Erotica Series)

BLURB:

On the Rocks is the hottest club on South Padre Island, and Meghan’s new workplace.

If the warped mermaid uniform isn’t enough, the fact that she can’t stop thinking about the club’s singer, Zenzie, is. Everything about the female gets Meghan hot, but when she finally gets her shot with the temptress, it turns out Zenzie isn’t as perfect, or as human, as Meghan thought.

BUY LINKS: Decadent Publishing || Amazon

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Elizabeth Morgan is a multi-published author of urban fantasy, paranormal, erotic horror, f/f, and contemporary; all with a degree of romance, a dose of action and a hit of sarcasm, sizzle or blood, but you can be sure that no matter what the genre, Elizabeth always manages to give a unique and often humorous spin to her stories.

Like her tagline says; A pick ‘n’ mix genre author. “I’m not greedy. I just like variety.”

And that she does, author of erotic ménage horror, Creak, paranormal erotic horror and Uk & Australian Amazon best seller (Gay/Lesbian, Fiction, Lesbian), On the Rocks, and erotic romance, US, UK and Spanish Amazon bestseller (Erotica Short Story) Truth or Dare? She also has her hand in self-publishing.

Razel Dazzle, her modern adult retelling of the fairytale Rapunzel, was her first taste of publishing her own stories, and now she has the hang of it, it will definitely not be her last. Look out for more information on her upcoming releases at her website: www.e-morgan.com

Away from the computer, Elizabeth can be found in the garden trying hard not to kill her plants, dancing around her little cottage with the radio on while she cleans, watching movies or good television programmes – Dr Who? Atlantis? The Musketeers? Heck, yes! – Or curled up with her two cats reading a book. 

Can there be Love in Erotica?

Alien Lover has been said to contain “super hot sex”, and been called “a quick hot read”. The same reviewers have also called Alien Lover “a story of a love so deep that it cannot be defined by time or galaxies” and a “story will make you think about what true love [is], and the length we will go for it”.

How can such a short story contain both aspects? Well, Molly is searching for the man she loved, the man she lost. Without enough proof, she refuses to believe he’s dead, and sets off into space to find him. She gives up everything, leaves family and friends behind, for him. Would you do that for the person you loved?

And, of course, when she believes she’s found him, their reunion is hot and heavy. But is everything as it seems? Has Molly really found her fiancé?

Here’s an excerpt:

“Incoming message,” the computer chimed. “Source located one nautical mile away, starboard.”

She brushed her hands across the console and brought the video feed from the ship’s right hand side onscreen. The image quivered, and she groaned when it finally became clear. A Moloxian starcruiser.

Shit! I just want to go home. During her search, the crews of the few Moloxian scavenger ships she’d come across had been willing to let her pass if she traded with them. But she had nothing left, only enough food and fuel to reach Earth, and even then she’d be hungry during the last leg of her journey.

“Play.” She decided to listen to their demands, give them what they wanted, and move on. She had no other choice. Starvation was a better alternative than providing the sexual services they’d always hinted at. The Moloxians, though humanoid, had scale-covered bodies. So incompatible with her own. She wouldn’t survive unscathed and didn’t sleep around anyway.

“Prepare to be boarded.” The deep computerized voice shook her. No slur, and therefore not Moloxian. Who the hell was he?

She didn’t have time to contemplate. Her blood boiling, she gripped the arms of her chair. The creature, whatever species he happened to be, planned to come onto her ship. No one boarded without her permission, which she would not grant. At the sound of her transporter, like the pitter-patter of rain on Earth, she leaped from her seat and spun around. She grasped her bolt stunner and pointed it at the figure materializing into solid form before her eyes.

   With a huge outline, the male boarding her ship would only bring her trouble. If his strength matched his size, she had one option: to kill him. She took in his bare, broad chest, sculpted abs, and muscled arms. His tanned skin shone with brilliance, as if the sun rested behind him. She gazed up at his dark hair and warm brown eyes. He studied her with an intense stare while his soft lips curved into a smile.

   She gasped. “Diego?”

Giveaway!! For your chance to WIN an ebook copy of one of my other The Edge stories (Crash Landing or The Power of Three), leave a comment with your email address. Contest is international. Good luck!

Alien Lover Blurb:

Unconvinced of her fiancé’s demise, Molly combs the galaxy to search for him. As her supplies run low, she is forced to turn around and set a course for Earth, alone. But, a Moloxian Starcruiser halts her retreat, and the single passenger transports onto her ship without permission. Taser in hand to defend herself, she is startled as the form remolds into her fiancé. Has Diego found her or is her tired mind playing tricks?

Available from Decadent Publishing and other eBook retailers.

More information here.

The Power of Three Book Trailer:

Crash Landing

As his ship plummets toward Earth, Cael believes his life to be over. His last ditch effort to save himself ends in a fiery crash. When he wakes up, he believes he’s entered the afterlife, but his surroundings indicate otherwise. He made it to Earth. But who saved him, and what do they want with him?

Bio: Jessica Subject is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging from sweet to erotica. In her stories, you could meet clones, or a sexy alien or two. You may even be transported to another planet for a romantic rendezvous. 

   When Jessica isn't reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk. Fast. But she just may slow down if there is a waterfall nearby.

Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. 

   You can find her at jessicasubject.com and on twitter @jsubject.

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An Out of Place Interview

Out of Place Mate available HERE

**explicit language**

by Eva LeFoy

Welcome, Rebecca Royce! We have some questions for you about your steamy Edge series book, Out of Place Mate!

When we first meet Sean, he's upset. He thinks his two brothers aren't focused enough on their work and have possibly been railroaded into marriage by a couple of gold diggers. He's also making not-very-nice comments about shifters--in a bar full of them! Doh! But when Victoria drags him off, he doesn't seem to mind too much. What is it about Victoria that attracts him right off? 

Well, she’s a beautiful woman and although he doesn’t know it yet, he is her mate.  There is something about her that draws him and he can’t help but be completely taken with her. Even though he’s really annoyed with his brothers.

It's not too long before Victoria has him thinking with his cock. Why is there such a disconnect between Sean's head and his body? He's almost open mouth - insert foot! But his body responds to Victoria as if he was made for her.

He was made for her, literally. Why is there a disconnect?  Well, he’s really, really attracted to her, and Gunther’s bar is a place where that kind of magic seems to take place.

When Sean sees her naked, what does the sight trigger in him? What place does it touch?

The protective side. The side that has him rushing into a bar ready to do battle for his brothers, is that same side that makes him want to keep Victoria safe, keep her his forever.

How hard is it for Victoria to let him see her that way? Why does she, knowing how Sean thinks of shifters already? Victoria thinks Sean is an alpha male of a lover. I can see hints of this. Tell us, if Sean wanted to go all alpha lover on her, what would he do? 

Oh, its really hard and made more difficult since he is human and she doesn’t trust them. I don’t know if I can say in a PG forum what he would do! LOL 

I think part of being an Alpha lover is being very protective of your partner/mate.  I think he would make sure she was really sexually satisfied and comfortable all the time.

They seem like two of sides of the same soul. Were they both searching, always for the other half?

Yes. They belong together.

Why does Sean still smell like sandalwood and why didn't he change out of his tux?

He didn’t change out of his tux because he was so focused on getting to his brothers that he never had the time and as for the sandalwood, I think we all have our unique scents and that one is his.

Is he going to ride again now? I mean, besides Victoria : )

Ha! Maybe. 

I won't say what Victoria does to Sean at the end, but...was she just as surprised as he was?

Completely surprised.  But Gunther’s Bar was very good to that family….

Thanks for sharing this one! It's a great sexy short.

Eva LeFoy

Leave a comment with your email address and tell us what your favorite kind of shifter is. One commenter will receive an e-book copy of one of Rebecca Royce's books from this series, Shifters and Bikers!

How far can your imagination take you?

On the Rocks available HERE

Firstly, I would like to say a big thank you to my friend and fellow Decadent author, Zee Monodee for suggesting a topic for my post today. I often find myself stuck on what to blog and I found I just had to answer this question:

 How far can your imagination take you; what’s the line you wouldn't cross in PNR?

The paranormal genre is limitless. The possibilities are endless. There are so many myths and fables; so many documented creatures, all of which have come from somewhere, and are ever changing depending on their origin. The veil of truth on the existence of magic, creatures, and lost worlds is so very thin.

I for one believe that all of the above existed once upon a time, and the idea that there is so much more out there, beyond what we have been taught to believe is real or not, oh, it’s thrilling. As a reader it makes a story so much more enjoyable, as an author . . . heaven, because we can recreate these creatures, these legends and myths, over and over, changing them to fit into our worlds, making them fresh and new; making them real, 3-D.

This genre is a playground in which an author’s imagination can run wild. It is a genre in which you are free to even create new creatures and worlds because where there is a touch of supernatural, anything goes. Who are we to say what is and isn’t real when it is created outside the boundaries of what is classed as “normal?” If it is paranormal then it exists; it’s real, because anything is possible within this genre.

In regards to my own imagination, I have yet to reach a limit; I have yet to reach or even find a line that I wouldn’t be able to cross, and that would be because I have yet to stretch my imagination to its full potential.

I have been writing stories for three years now--not include the few projects I had as a teenager – and I can honestly say that I have only dipped my toe in the slush that is my warped little mind. I know there are more stories in me, bigger ones, more daring, more adventures and definitely ones that cross into genres that I don’t feel brave enough to take on just yet. Ideas just keep coming, mostly as dreams, terrifying, provocative dreams; each one is very different – although most contain that special dose of paranormal - but I still feel like there is more. So, I write them down and put them away, but I haven’t yet come to a line that I couldn’t cross, because there is always a reason for why events in stories happen, and sometimes, they aren’t pleasant.

Talking about unpleasant, I could have crossed a line with my F/F dark erotic paranormal short story, On The Rocks, which is part of Decadent Publishing Edge Series. I could have made the outcome a lot different, less “satisfying” and possibly macabre. Believe me, I was tempted, but I was too amused by the way the story turned out. You see, On The Rocks was the first story I wrote where I picked a lesser known creature and had the chance to mould her into something completely different.

On The Rocks is sexy, terrifying, and a little twisted. Curious? Here’s a little taste:

Excerpt:

   Her warm breath skated down my neck causing a shiver to curl around my spine. She straightened then slid her hands through my hair. My eyelids fluttered at the feel of her fingertips stroking over my temples and along my hairline.

   “I saw you watching us.”

   I stared at her. “Excuse me?”

   “Do you like watching?” She retrieved a few items from the vanity table, twisted two sections of my hair, and pushed the hair clips into place. “It’s all right. You can tell me, Meghan.”

My body tightened at the husky way she said my name. The knot between my legs pulsed under her piercing stare. I had no idea how, or even why she managed to get under my skin, but God, I wanted her.

   “I’m not a pervert or anything.”

   “I know you’re not.” She slid a chain of small red flowers into the black mass of my hair.

   “I just heard a noise. I guess my curiosity got the best of me.” I shifted on my seat. “I’m sorry—”

   “Don’t be. I liked you watching.”

   My nails dug into my knees as her hands moved down my throat. Her skin like satin—her touch, soft. She ran her fingertips over the top of my breasts.

   “I would have asked you to join us, if you hadn’t run.” Her gaze caught mine again while she slid her hand inside my skin-tone bra. “Will you run now, or will you do what we both know you want to do?”

~ * ~

Zenzie is promiscuous, but terrifying?

If you’re interested in finding out why, and what happens next, leave me a comment to be in with a chance of winning your very own copy of “On The Rocks.” A winner will be picked with the help of Random.org at midnight – 6pm est time – on October 20^th.

Thanks for stopping by! Have a fab weekend. 

Blurb:

On the Rocks is the hottest club on South Padre Island, and Meghan’s new workplace.

If the warped mermaid uniform isn’t enough, the fact that she can’t stop thinking about the club’s singer, Zenzie, is. Everything about the female gets Meghan hot, but when she finally gets her shot with the temptress, it turns out Zenzie isn’t as perfect, or as human, as Meghan thought.

Buy Links: 
Decadent Publishing||Amazon US  ||Amazon UK  ||All Romance Ebooks 

Where to find Elizabeth Online:

Website: www.e-morgan.com 
Blog: www.xxxxmyworldxxxx.blogspot.com 
Twitter: @EMorgan2010
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/ElizabethMorgan 
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/elizabeth.morgan.944
Blog: (Shared with Dianna Hardy): http://notjustastiffupperlip.blogspot.co.uk/

Thunderstruck!

Only 99 cents for a limited time!

By Taryn Kincaid

So I need to watch TV.  No apologies. I really, really, really need to watch TV.

Sometimes I come home from the job outside in the real world, with real people, and my brain and body are absolutely fried. I can graze Facebook a little, but only because I think I have to. My Twittering has drastically fallen by the wayside over the past few months because, essentially, I can’t keep up.  Sometimes, I can’t even play Spider Solitaire or Free Cell.

So…back to me and TV…. Now, in the dead heat of summer, there is absolutely nothing on.  This drives me nuts. Over the past two weeks, I have watched two On Demand movies that have the world “Quartet” in the title. I have watched two On Demand movies that have to do with people staging operas in the English countryside with lovely grounds and scenery. I know nothing about opera, you understand.

But I expect my DVR to be getting quite the workout again this fall.

Did you hear? FOX is coming out with a new TV series called Sleepy Hollow.  I am sooo there. The TV series looks all kinda dark and mystical. But somehow, I don’t think it’ll ever get as steamy as my Sleepy Hollow series. 

Heat Wave, the fourth in the Sleepy Hollow series of hot & sexy paranormal 1Night

Stand stories is coming out next month.

To celebrate the Heat Wave release (and maybe some other good news about Sleepy Hollow to come), Decadent was gracious enough to reduce the Amazon price of Thunder, the second 1Night Stand book in the series, to the grab-it-now price of 99 cents!

So…grab it now! It’s a limited time offer, until July 27.

Here’s the link:  THUNDER on Amazon.                                

And here’s a blurb and excerpt. Happy Reading!

BLURB:

Lonely young witch, Veronica Hardwicke, has struggled to get on with her life after the death of the elderly husband who’d left her a fortune and a sprawling estate in mystical Sleepy Hollow. When frightening things go bump in the night on a stormy Fourth of July, who better to call than the sexy developer and contractor, Sean Jones, who's been renovating her mansion for months?
 

Sean may grace the tabloid pages with a different supermodel on his arm every night, but it's Veronica who drives him nuts. Ignoring his instinct to stay away, he answers her summons.

Will the thundering passion of their 1Night Stand tear down the barriers between them?  

EXCERPT:

   Veronica paced back and forth in the grand entry foyer of the Belmont mansion, the kitten heels of her Prada mules clacking on the marble floors.

The rest of the place might not be finished, but she’d insisted on having a few rooms completed, so at least she felt like she was living in a home, rather than a massive, never-ending construction project. Well, her contractor had insisted, even though working around the main entrance and central hallway created more work for him and his crew. But she was forced to admit he was right.

   Her cell phone chimed on top of the antique credenza shoved flush against one wall. She leaped for it. Probably Geneviève, to regale her with all the fun she was having in Paris. Or Sean, to advise her he couldn’t make it after all. She sighed and read the text message on the small screen.

   Congratulations, Veronica. 1Night Stand has found your date. Have a good time.

   With both anxiety and mounting excitement, she stared at the screen and waited. No other info. Outside in the night, thunder boomed. She jumped then laughed at herself.

   Ghosts are one thing, but freaking out at the weather now? Cripes, you really do need this date!

   She let her imagination run wild, then texted back for more details: When? Where? Who?

   An insistent pounding at the front door jarred her out of her fantasy. She swung the door open on another explosive crack of thunder.

   Sean stood on her doorstep, his soaked T-shirt molding sculpted pecs and abs, his drenched hair flattened over his brow. Rain poured down as he fiddled with his iPhone, a bemused expression on his face. Behind him, jagged arrows of lightning tore the dark sky. He glared at the screen, glanced at her in confusion, then back at the screen.

   Veronica’s own phone pinged again. Thunder roared. She read the message in disbelief.

   You’re looking at him.

~ TARYN

Taryn is an Olympic caliber athlete egg roller and spends a great deal of her time petitioning the U.S.O.C. to introduce a fantail shrimp competition. When she's not bungee jumping off the Palisades or parasailing up and down the Hudson River, she devotes her time to caring for her aging pet walrus, arranging her voodoo doll-pin collection and practicing rhythmic chants. At this moment, she is busy sweeping up the loose masala chai tea leaves she spilled all over the kitchen floor. (Probably because she needs COFFEE.) Wait. Is that something…sparkly?

Taryn hangs around a lot on Facebook and Twitter with her bazillions of fans. Or find her at her website: tarynkincaid.com 

Other Decadent Publishing books by Taryn Kincaid: 

What’s on your bucket list?

By Starla Kaye

We hear all the time about people’s bucket lists. I hadn’t even really thought about making one because I just want to do everything. Okay, maybe not quite everything, but a lot of things. But my niece who is 16 talks all the time about her bucket list. So I decided maybe I should come up with something, too.

Currently my list includes visiting a dude ranch, parasailing, possibly hang gliding, going to as many other countries as I can, zip lining, and attending the big balloon festival in Albuquerque. In truth, my list could go on and on. You’d think from some of the more physical items that I was some kind of adrenaline junkie, but I’m not really. I am curious about things, sometimes a bit too daring (at least according to my daughter and husband).

I have managed to check off one item that would have been on my bucket list: hot air ballooning. Earlier this month I had the opportunity to ride in a balloon over the Napa Valley. I LOVED it! And, yes, I’m shouting about it. It was everything I thought it would be and more.

Oddly, as soon as we went up and I first looked down, the first thing that came to my mind was that I was actually living the eye test I have every year. Do you remember that one? Where they try to adjust how you see this balloon hovering over some fields? I swear that view was Napa Valley.

So…what’s on your bucket list? Anything wildly exciting?

Oh, my writing list would include writing another couple of dozen books for Decadent Publishing. I just had a new story, Acceptance, come out with The Edge Series. And I’m working on three other stories: one is a sequel to The CEO and the Cowboy, one is another 1Night Stand story, and one is for the Challenge Series.

Interview with The Milkman

Buy The Milkman Cometh HERE

Today I’m interviewing Kate Richards about her “Edge” book, The Milkman Cometh. An Edge story is sexy, manytimes kinky and preferably takes the reader somewhere they haven't been before. They have sex earlier than in erotic romances, and more often.

Now about the Milkman Cometh:

I love the opening of the book! The milkman who wants to be a city slicker and not a country boy. And he really seems to like his job. Tell us, has Roberto had any other encounters with the housewives of Los Angeles County?

Oh, yes. Roberto does share some of this in the story, but he’s quite the playboy. Of course, he didn’t have any reason not to…at the start.

My, it must get hot there during the summer! Okay, so I see Roberto does make deliveries – special deliveries, wink wink - on his route. And he’s already noticed Alicia’s tempting green eyes. Tell us, how long has she been fueling Robert’s fantasies?

Since the very first time she bent over to pick up her milk and he noticed the sweet curves under her less than tightly-belted robe. She didn’t mean to share, and was quite embarrassed afterward, but Roberto was interested in seeing so much more. 

It looks as though Alicia has noticed Roberto as well! What’s her secret plan? Why does she choose him? Where does she get the courage to put her plan in motion?

Alicia is tired of being the subject of gossip just because her husband has left her for someone else. She’s lonely and hurt at being abandoned by her friends. She doesn’t understand why he did her wrong and all the other wives treat her like a threat. So…if she’s going to be accused of something, she might as well have the fun!

Do they share sexual tastes? Are they a good match? Or is Roberto naturally a good match with every woman?

Roberto is, shall we say, gifted. He is capable of making many women’s carnal dreams come true. But his heart is not engaged until he meets Alicia, which also makes him an even better lover, since he desires to please her so much more.

Alicia is very emotional in this story. It’s as though a dam breaks. What has been holding her back all this time? What finally frees her?

It’s the 1950s, things are a whole lot more conservative and women’s roles more defined. She left her home and family in another state when her husband brought her to SoCal. Against their wishes. She is absolutely on her own, and her job ‘housewife’ went out the door with him. It took a while for her to process, grieve, and finally gather the courage to live her life as she chooses, but you’re right, once she does, watch out!

And Roberto changes too. It takes a lot for the sexy milkman to walk away from his long-time route. What makes him want to do so?

He doesn’t feel Alicia would appreciate his chatting with all his conquests on a daily basis, just being a considerate guy.

If you could go back and visit them six months later, what kind of sex would they be having? Can you describe it?

Ever heard of a key party? Roberto is not a saint, and Alicia is definitely cutting loose. While I am not saying that they would participate, you never know about these wild and crazy people once they get their guard down. And even if they don’t I have it on good authority, Roberto’s nephew has been even more of a run-around man than his not too much older uncle.

Thanks for letting me get to know Roberto and Alicia! I had a great time and know other readers will too.

Thank you for inviting me to stop by! I’d like to offer a copy of The Milkman Cometh to one of your commenters, if you’d like to close your eyes and select one at random.

Blurb:

Roberto’s reputation extends far beyond his efficiency as a milkman. He also provides intimate services to the many lonely ladies along his route. But he’s had his eye on a lovely divorcee for quite some time. One who has ignored all his flirting, so far.

Alice is ready to make a fresh start. Treated as the tract harlot, just because she’s on her own, she’s ready to make that name a reality. And she’s going to begin with the handsome milkman who has let her know on several occasions that he’s ready to deliver.

Roberto is playing with fire—a fiery redhead whose surprising innocence may steal his heart and leave the ladies of his route unsatisfied once again!

Surprises & A Giveaway with Jennifer Labelle

Buy Jack, Jewels and Junior HERE

We all know that any good relationship takes work, and a great way to show your significant other how much they’re loved is to spice things up once in awhile *winks*

In my latest Edge erotica; Jack, Jewels & Junior: A Naughty Night with theThree Js, Angel Martinez decides to surprise her boyfriend, Brody, to a naughty night of celebratory sex after six blissful months together. Fantasies are played out, new toys are introduced, ‘J’ becomes their favorite letter of the alphabet, and Brody has a surprise of his own for her in the end. It’s an encounter they won’t soon forget.

I’m happy to announce that release day for Jack, Jewels, and Junior is coming very shortly and to help celebrate I’d like to give away a copy of my first Edge Erotica release, No Strings Attached, to one lucky commenter so please leave a comment with your email address’ for a chance to win it.

In the meantime, please enjoy the excerpt and blurb below and if you’ve got the chance don’t forget to check out all of my Edge erotica releases, No Strings Attached, Friends with Benefits, and of course Jack, Jewels, and Junior too!

No Strings Attached:

Buy Friends with Benefits HERE

When Julie Saunders replies to Gunnery Sergeant, Ryan Hawke’s personal ad, he’s relieved he’s found a sane one in the bunch. They both have demanding jobs, and there aren’t enough hours in the day to get out and meet people. Tired of feeling lonely and in need of attention they agree to meet for a no-strings-attached encounter.

But can reality live up to expectations or will their one night together leave them craving more?

Friends with Benefits:

Collin Harrison loves to have a good time, especially when he’s with his new neighbor, Devin. The two men develop an instant rapport that sparks a desire neither are sure about pursuing. Until one night they both take the leap, turning their friendship into one with scorching hot benefits.

Jack, Jewels, & Junior: A Naughty Night with the Three J’s

Blurb: After six months with the man she adores, Angel Martinez has a sexy anniversary night planned. If everything goes her way, their bedroom fantasies will be played out with the help of Jack, Jewels, and Junior, new toys she bought just for the occasion.

Brody Cahill comes home from work expecting an empty apartment and a date with a TV dinner. Instead he’s greeted to the delightful sight of his girlfriend waiting for him, and in the buff no less. Forget dinner, Angel is on his menu! The night takes a delectable twist, “J” becomes his favorite letter of the alphabet, and Brody gives her a special anniversary surprise of his own. This is one naughty night they won’t forget…and hope to repeat!

Excerpt: 

Her lips twitched in amusement. Already naked when he walked in the door from work, she had special plans for them that night. She checked him out from top to bottom and her mouth watered.

“We’ve been together six months now, and I thought we should celebrate.” She sauntered forward with a seductive twist of her hips until she stood close enough to withdraw his belt and work the button loose on his pants. “I’d like to introduce you to the three Js tonight. What do you say?” She rubbed the front of his pants and dropped to her knees before unzipping him.

“What are the Js?” He gulped and she trembled with excitement to begin their night of sinful fun. Brody thrust closer to her face and threaded his fingers through her locks to urge her forward. The gesture filled her with satisfaction. The time had come to put her plan in motion and to show him their first J.

“Well, first there is Junior….” She pried her hair loose and bent to the side to drag a small box closer, her head bent forward giving him a perfect view. “Then there’s Jewels, and if you’re really good, and agree to proceed, Jack will come along later.”

She grinned before pulling out some lube and a small plug from their naughty box. “First, meet Junior.”

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Jennifer Labelle

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