Break Time and Bed Time

By Jessica Subject

Hey everyone! I want to talk about quick love stories, as are my stories in Decadent’s The Edge line. These are stories you can read in a half an hour or less, without interruptions, of course. Why are these great? 

Well, you can read them on your ereader, phone, or computer over lunch, while waiting for appointments or the kids, and even right before bed. As a reader, you get the satisfaction of finishing a story in a short period of time.

Now, as a writer, these stories aren’t always the easiest to pen. You have to fit a whole story line into a limited amount of space, and readers almost always say they wish the story had been longer.

When I first started writing, I didn’t think I could write anything shorter than 50,000 words. But, I had to try. One of my critique partners told me that these shorties don’t tell the entire story. They’re only a glimpse into the character's life, and don’t contain much back story, so leave anything unnecessary out. And only include necessary characters. So, that’s what I did with the three erotica stories that I have in Decadent Publishing’s The Edge line, Alien Lover, Crash Landing, and The Power of Three. All of them are super hot and super short.

Unlike some erotica stories though, I have to have a happily-for-now ending, or even a happily-ever-after. I’m programmed that way, I guess.

I like the books I read to be the same way, too. I am satisfied knowing the characters are at least going to be together for now.

What about you? Do you read short stories? If so, are you left satisfied at the end, or wanting more?

Crash Landing

A story from The Edge

By Jessica E. Subject

Sci-Fi MMF Ménage Erotica

ISBN: 978-1613333884

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?

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Cael gripped the cushioned arms of the captain’s chair as his ship tumbled bow over stern. The console flashed a blinding red in front of him. Piercing alarms drilled into his mind and he lost focus. The seconds raced by as he plummeted toward Earth. He’d fucked up this mission of peace. Contact with his home planet had ended months ago. No one from Narien could save him now. His death was imminent.

The water below wouldn’t soften his landing. At its current speed, his ship would disintegrate on splashdown. The planet’s gravity pulled him down faster.

He coughed; the acrid scent of fried electronics stung his nose and the back of his throat. Please let my death be quick.

A rattling to the left caught his attention above all other noise. The handle on the cabin door shook. Freedom. It wasn’t his time to die, if he could get out.

The altimeter on the dashboard read six thousand meters, high enough to jump and land safely with his chute. Only to land in frigid water and die of exhaustion or hypothermia from treading without any hope of a rescue.

“Shit.” But he’d die if he stayed. He had to take the chance. Yanking off his safety harness, he pulled himself to standing and strained to reach the recess where his pack hung. Stretching up, he fingered the cloth strap. Not close enough to grab hold of it.

The ship jolted and flung him to the stern. He weaved his arm through the straps of the pack on his way past, dislodging it from the hook. Yes.

His triumph was short-lived as he flew starboard, smashing his shoulder against the wall. He groaned when an electrifying spasm shot down his arm to the tips of his fingers. The ship lurched again, and he tumbled back toward the console. He grabbed the door, his feet dangling in mid air. If he didn’t get out now, he’d forfeit any chance to survive.

The ship righted again. He planted his feet against the bottom of the door and twisted the crank. The latch snapped open, filling him with a sense of hope. Careful to keep at least one hand on the handle at all times, he slung the pack over his shoulders.

All set. Time to jump. Pushing off the floor, he slammed his uninjured shoulder against the door. It blew open and tore away from its hinges, lost to the sky.

Cael teetered on the edge before plunging out of his failing ship. Wind whipped all around him as he twisted to catch his bearing during freefall.

Glancing down, he spied crystal blue lake, much closer than he’d expected. Too close.

He jerked the cord on his chute–several hundred feet lower than he should have. At least. His feet skimmed the cold waves just as his chute caught the current and heaved him back into the air.

The ship splashed into the water beside him, disintegrating into millions of pieces. He raised his hands in front of his face as shrapnel flew at him. Tiny shards sliced into his arms and legs, but the extreme heat from the cloud of steam billowing up at him stung the most.

From the moment his toes touched down in the once frigid water, his skin sizzled. He screamed in agony. His death would have been quicker and less agonizing if he’d remained in the ship.

A hard piece of his spacecraft smashed down on his head, and he welcomed the darkness.

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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Android problem #1 - Keeping Track of Your Penis

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by Eva Lefoy

I love Red Dwarf, the BBC space comedy and have been a fan for many years (back when I used to buy cable TV). Ah, the good old days. I’ve watched it so much that each character has at one time or another been a favorite: Cat, Lister, Rimmer and the android, Kryton. Each have their own plusses and minuses. Cat has coolness, Lister has…well he’s human, Rimmer is hilarious, I happen to think Chris Barrie has near-perfect comedic timing, and Kryton has, in addition to his many handy cleaning abilities, a detachable penis.

Yes, I said detachable penis. 

I know, you’re probably still gaga over his love of doing laundry – what lady wouldn’t like a guy with a passion for cleaning?  - and also his exploding, but conveniently replaceable head, but consider for a moment his penis. 

In Series VII the episodes Pete I and II, are the first time we see “Archie,” Kryton’s detachable penis. It runs away from Kryton and ends up underneath the bunks. He and female crewmember Kochanski try to capture it, but it escapes. Kochanski tells Kryton that now he’s just like a “real” man, since he has absolutely no control over his penis! 

Which makes Kryton one very happy android… 

In Download My Love, I couldn’t help giving our hero, android Agent Everett, a detachable penis. No, it doesn’t run away, but it’s awfully handy at times for the heroine, Samantha. Luckily, the unit is fully operational when not attached, and appears to have a long battery life. Samantha rather likes it, and I hope you do too!

DOWNLOAD MY LOVE

Security Core agent Everett is assigned a special case—protect the daughter of Simon Gold, the father of modern mechanoid life. To ensure her survival, Everett’s given a special EMO upgrade, and can experience love for the first time. He’s soon head over heels and the super-charged sexual attraction threatens to fry his circuits while he fights to stay one step ahead of the bad guys.

Samantha Gold detests her father’s work. She’s an off-the-grid back-to-lander who wants to keep life simple with her cows and her crops. When her father dies and inadvertently transfers a secret code to a hidden receptor in her brain, it’s only android Agent Everett who can protect her. Can she ever forgive her father for creating Everett—a man so perfect for her that he even loves her cows?

EXCERPT:

She raised a hand and touched her lips. They still tingled from Everett’s strangely possessive kiss. Why had he kissed her? And why were his lips so pliant and warm? Weren’t robots supposed to be stiff and cold? But his lips weren’t. They’d heated her insides to the melting point in the few seconds they’d touched mouths. His arms were warm, too. They’d held her securely when she began to faint and she’d been grateful for their protection at the time. Now she didn’t know what to think.

She lay on her back and stared at the ceiling. Nothing about this day made sense. She wished to be home in her simple hut with her cows and her vegetables where she belonged. The life she had chosen to make a point to her father that humans were meant to live off the land. After the coming technology collapse, which she believed would happen regardless of what her father and his cronies said, humans would need to go back to the old ways and she’d be ready to help them along. Unless the bad guys killed her today.

Shivering, she wrapped her arms around herself and curled into a ball on top of the covers. Everett had suggested she get some sleep. The hell. She was way too freaked out, stressed, and wound up for sleep to happen. But Everett’s plan of course made sense. They’d be on the run in the morning wouldn’t they? She forced herself up.

“Maybe I can find something to help me sleep.” She wandered into the adjacent bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet expecting to find a sleeping aid. Instead, she found a dildo. “What the…?”

There it stood, proudly erect and alone on the shelf. Nothing else in the entire cabinet. Weird. What’s it doing here? She glanced behind her, though nobody was there watching. Seeing the thing sitting there all by itself made her a teensy bit uncomfortable. Had the thing been used?

She shook her head. I must be way too sheltered. Living on the farm has isolated me from modern man. Perhaps this is what normal citizens did to relax and she needed to follow the crowd on this one. She captured her bottom lip with her top teeth and puzzled. Well…she’d heard orgasms had relaxing properties, and her lips were still tingling from Everett’s kiss. Would it hurt to try?

“This is crazy. A crazy end to an awful day,” she said, taking the unit out of the cabinet and heading back to the bed. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

See what happens to Samantha and Everett as human and android come to terms with the fact they were made for each other in Download My Love, out now from Decadent Publishing!

Thanks for reading, 

Eva

Bio: 

Eva Lefoy writes and reads all kinds of romance, and is a certified Trekkie. She’s also terribly addicted to chocolate, tea, and hiking. One of these days, she’ll figure out the meaning of life, quit her job, and go travel the galaxy. Until then, she’s writing down all her dirty thoughts for the sake of future explorers.

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A Sexy Pen Pal

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By Ann Mayburn

I remember way back in the day in the 7^th grade when we were all set up with Pen Pals from Brazil. At first I was all excited, imagining this exotic mystery person telling me about their daily life in Rio, day dreaming about said pen pal being this hot teenage guy who’d woo me with his letters and I’d eventually move down to Brazil with him and live happily ever after. My pen pal turned out to be a chick who was way more interested in fashion than I was but we talked about nail polish for a couple letters before things petered out.

Those daydreams about having a hot pen pal were some of the inspiration for Seducing Helena. Except in Helena’s case, her pen pal is a hot guy, in this case an uber hot Marine, who does want his happily ever after with her, except for one small thing. She’s hidden the fact that she’s really a super model from him. All her life Helena has been judged on her looks and when she has the opportunity for a guy to like her for who she really is, and not just her pretty face, she finds that she can’t resist being not quite honest with him and pretends to be a photographer’s assistant instead of telling Seth the truth, that she’s one of the world’s most desired women.

When Seth’s time in the Marine’s comes to an end he’s eager to see the woman that’s written him every day without fail, always lifting his spirits and slowly stealing his heart. She’s everything he’s ever wanted in a woman but he can’t understand why she’ll never send him a picture even though he’s promised that no matter what she looks like, he likes her. They make plans to see each other after Seth gets out and Helena’s faced with the fact that her lies may have doomed what could be her chance at real happiness with a good guy. If you’d like to find out what happens with Helena and Seth, I’ll give you a hint-it has a happily ever after ending with lots of hot smexy time, check out Seducing Helena. I hope you enjoy it and as always, thank  you for giving me the chance to entertain you.

Blurb: Supermodel Helena Flores didn’t plan to fall in love with her Marine pen pal, but he’s funny, kind, and so hot she can’t resist. Determined to see if Seth will like her for the woman she is on the inside, she pretends her job in the fashion industry is behind the camera rather than in front of it.

Seth Morgan fell in love with Helena’s words and mind. When he finds out she’s a girl who can have any man she wants, he wonders what she could possibly see in him. But this Marine is determined and plans to seduce her so thoroughly, until all she can see is him and their picture-perfect love. 

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?”

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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?

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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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Let’s Talk Romance

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By Elizabeth Morgan

“Romance is all about interpretation, babe. Some people might see rose petals, wine, and chocolates, but others may see tequila, salt, and limes as the perfect way to seduce one of the hottest girls they have ever known.”

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   It’s the day after Valentine’s Day, so let’s talk romance.

   I’m sure we all have our own idea of what romance is, from the scenery, to the background music, to what you’re eating/doing, and perhaps even the words that you and your partner might say to each other, but romance, like a few things in life is all down to personal taste; and interpretation.

   The stereotypical – mostly used shall we say – setting for a romantic situation usually involves roses, candles, and soft music. It’s usually night time, and we are somewhere private, and there is a table set out for a tasty meal, and a bottle of champagne. Now, who wouldn’t want to enjoy an evening like this at least once in their life? Who doesn’t like the idea of being wined and dined?

   But I, personally, believe that romance is all about who you spend it with, the feelings you share. Call me boring, but I think sitting on a bench eating fish and chips can be just as romantic; snuggled up at home watching television. It’s the little things that make your heart flutter, bring a smile to your face, and make you feel happy.

   I hope that’s how you all felt yesterday. I hope you had a lovely evening with that special someone, and that you also remember to be thankful for love every day of the year and not just on Feb 14^th.

   Cameron, the leading male, from my sexy new release, Truth or Dare? Isn’t what you would call stereotypically romantic - not with words or actions – in fact he is a little devious, but when it comes to Dani he is damned determined to get to the bottom of her feelings one way or the other, and what better way could there be but a tequila fuelled game of Truth or Dare? Yeah, you better believe he knows how to knock a girl off her feet. ;-P

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Excerpt:

“Fine, I will take a dare.” I glanced at Ben. “What do you want me to do?”

A wicked grin spread across his lips. It was almost as sexy as his brother’s. “I want you to lick salt off Cameron, and then take the lime from his mouth.”

He had to be fucking kidding. “What?”

“You heard the man.” The amusement ran clear in Cameron’s voice.

An idiotic bout of nerves skipped through me. “And do I dare ask where I will be drinking the tequila from?”

Ben’s gaze flicked to Cameron, who I couldn’t bring myself to look at. Holding up my hand, I cut Ben off before he suggested anything else.

“Never mind. I’ll do it.” Untangling my legs, I slid off the sofa, levelling a look at Cameron.

He pulled his T-shirt over his head, and my mouth dried at the way his six-pack rippled with each movement. He was solid, perfect. His skin was a healthy bronze. A fine dusting of dark hair ran from his navel and crept down into his jeans. I couldn’t help but follow the teasing path with my gaze….

“See something you like?”

Did I ever. I hated to admit it, but he was the kind of guy you just wanted to lick—well, anything off of.

“Nope. I’m just wondering why removing your top is necessary. Scared I’m going to spill my drink on your T-shirt?”

His lips turned upward. “Man told you to lick salt off me, but he didn’t say where you would be licking the salt from.”

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Truth or Dare?

Blurb:

Do you dare tell the truth?

A tequila fuelled game of Truth or Dare is not Dani’s idea of fun, but when Cameron, the jerk who rejected her a year ago is the one provoking her into playing, how can she say no? Not that he’s giving her the option in the first place.

Bravado compels her forward, but when the dares get physical and their friends leave them alone, Cameron’s questions turn to her feelings for him, and unfortunately, lying is not part of the game.

Will a dare give Dani the courage she needs to tell Cameron the truth?

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What’s the Dare YOU Wouldn’t Do?

By Elizabeth Morgan

Today marks the release of my naughty new release, Truth or Dare? As you can probably guess by the title, the book does feature a game of Truth or Dare, which is helped along by a bottle of tequila.

I had a lot of fun writing this short story. Cameron is crude, and big-headed, and sexy as hell, and Dani, is proud and stubborn, and well, she is scared to admit the truth about her feelings, because she would see herself as pathetic. (Let’s face it; I’m sure a lot of us have felt that way before over someone or something.)

With a little push and some tequila, Cameron is determined to strip the truth from her and he won’t let her back-out of playing until she proves – and he believes - she feels nothing for him, but like I said, Dani is a little on the stubborn side, so it may take a couple of dares to loosen her tongue . . . and clothing. ;-P

Now, I can honestly say Cameron and Dani have no problem taking dares. Myself, well, I must admit if I had a little liquid courage in my system and a man as hot as Cameron giving me deliciously naughty dares . . . I might find I have more guts than I would like to admit, but I can say with all certainty there are plenty of dares I wouldn’t do.

Now, I could easily write an essay, and right on top would be “spiders.” I wouldn’t take a dare that involved anything to do with the evil eight-legged ones, but to keep this post as an actual post I will tell you the one dare I wouldn’t do that you will find mentioned in the book.

Go streaking through Dani’s apartment building.

I wouldn’t go streaking. Full Stop. Not even around a room, or in the privacy of the apartment itself. Me running around butt naked wouldn’t be a pretty sight, I can promise you that. Knowing my luck I would get locked outside the building and a bus full of people would drive past. God, I would be mortified.

Every other dare mentioned in the book . . . Well, I don’t think you could blame me for at least considering doing them. ;-P

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Truth or Dare?

Blurb:

Do you dare tell the truth?
   A tequila fuelled game of Truth or Dare is not Dani’s idea of fun, but when Cameron, the jerk who rejected her a year ago is the one provoking her into playing, how can she say no? Not that he’s giving her the option in the first place.
   Bravado compels her forward, but when the dares get physical and their friends leave them alone, Cameron’s questions turn to her feelings for him, and unfortunately, lying is not part of the game.
Will a dare give Dani the courage she needs to tell Cameron the truth?

Excerpt:

“Fine, I will take a dare.” I glanced at Ben. “What do you want me to do?”

A wicked grin spread across his lips. It was almost as sexy as his brother’s. “I want you to lick salt off Cameron, and then take the lime from his mouth.”

He had to be fucking kidding. “What?”

“You heard the man.” The amusement ran clear in Cameron’s voice.

An idiotic bout of nerves skipped through me. “And do I dare ask where I will be drinking the tequila from?”

Ben’s gaze flicked to Cameron, who I couldn’t bring myself to look at. Holding up my hand, I cut Ben off before he suggested anything else.

“Never mind. I’ll do it.” Untangling my legs, I slid off the sofa, levelling a look at Cameron.

He pulled his T-shirt over his head, and my mouth dried at the way his six-pack rippled with each movement. He was solid, perfect. His skin was a healthy bronze. A fine dusting of dark hair ran from his navel and crept down into his jeans. I couldn’t help but follow the teasing path with my gaze….

“See something you like?”

Did I ever. I hated to admit it, but he was the kind of guy you just wanted to lick—well, anything off of.

“Nope. I’m just wondering why removing your top is necessary. Scared I’m going to spill my drink on your T-shirt?”

His lips turned upward. “Man told you to lick salt off me, but he didn’t say where you would be licking the salt from.”

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Making it Real

Making it real, but not too real…

Most of my writing has a tendency to be intense and intricate but in the novella, Hanging by a Moment, I had to do something different.  I joked with my wonderful editor Kate Richards when I told her it “It takes me 30,000 words just to get to the first kiss.”  Well maybe it wasn’t a joke…  When I looked at some of my other books and searched for the first physical interaction between my H/h, yeah, it was almost 30K.  I try to immerse you, the reader, into the character’s world.  I want you to believe that at some point you’ve seen that guy or girl or you’ve passed that place and remember it the way I describe.  I also wanted to relate to situations we’ve all been through, an uncomfortable cocktail party or dinner or maybe a once in a lifetime encounter, maybe even your own self-doubt. My characters are real and most of time they’re you and the people you know.

 

Doing the unexpected…

I love a good twist.  My characters are older, middle aged, and when you’ve been in a long relationship suddenly finding yourself single,  middle-aged, and on the dating scene,  can be more terrifying than when you were eighteen and inexperienced.   The world can change drastically in the twenty plus years you’ve been married and comfortable.  You know there’ll be an HEA in my books, I love hearing, “I didn’t see that coming.”   In this 1NS my characters never really quite know what they’ll do about the dilemma Madame Eve has placed them in.  Madame, in all her infinite wisdom, knows they’ll eventually find each other but how they do it, I hope, puts a little different spin on your one night stand with Tom and Emily. 

What I love about a one night stand….

Emily and Tom are real people with real lives, fears, and feelings.  I wanted to recapture the excitement of a new romance and make it magic by connecting them together in a unique way.   A one night stand can conjure negative images and when I first started this project that was a question I was asked, “Why are you doing a one night stand story?  It’s not your style.”  No it isn’t my style nor was it Tom and Emily’s but left in the capable hands of Madame Eve; it turns into an enchanting connection that will leave you breathless and hanging by a moment.  **wink**

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Can a child’s party be the chance meeting of fate? When Tom Ryan accepts the invitation, he never guessed his life would change forever. Emily Sanchez is a gutsy artist finally starting to get the accolades she deserves for her controversial work. Emily and Tom turn to the 1NS Dating Service to ease the loneliness of their empty personal lives. Life throws dependable Tom and temperamental Emily a curve ball when they meet and discover a sizzling connection with one another. Madame Eve comes through but with the worst possible timing. Will Tom throw away a once in a lifetime chance with a woman who’s reached his grieving heart? Will Emily’s uncertainties make her turn away from a man who can provide stability to her chaotic artist’s soul? Will both reluctantly see through their commitment to Madame Eve’s one night stand? Or will they seize the night and submit to explore a hidden, dark desire that could seal them together forever?

STORY EXCERPT

“What do you think?” Emily slipped her arm into his.

“I love it. It’s my favorite here.”

“Is it?” He caught the mischievous spark in her eyes. Emily was up to no good. He found it amazing how swiftly he could be in tune with a woman who at first blush was his polar opposite. “Interesting….”

He gazed into her big brown eyes. It would be easy to get lost in those warm pools. But she presented a dangerous trap. Lucian was right, and he needed to make a decision about the direction and the type of relationship he wanted with this complicated, intelligent, and charming woman. He could lose his heart to her without realizing what had happened to him. Emily leaned in closer and sensually whispered in his ear, sending a shiver down his spine.

“So tell me, which one are you, Tom? Are you the loving Master, willing to do whatever it takes to tame your wayward slave? To teach her and show her what she’s been missing in her life?” He swallowed hard. Damn what a picture she painted. His cock immediately responded to her words and her touch. He closed his eyes when her lips brushed his earlobe. “Or, are you the submissive slave, bowing to his Mistress, willing to do anything to please her? Will you give her your very soul?”

Tom spun toward Emily. She had his future hanging by a moment with her wicked proposition. Which would he be? Her slave or Master? One thing was for sure, he wanted and needed Emily in his life. In her, his muse had returned. She could give him the passion, color, and creativity he’d believed had withered and eventually died. When his grief dissipated, work had become routine not the passion it once had been. He stared at a new source of inspiration but this muse had a dark side, one that would explore self-imposed taboos. She’d bring things out in him he’d never imagined expressing. She would own his soul, and he’d give it to her, willingly. But unlike his relationship with Karen, there would be no vacillation in power. Tom made his decision and, being as in sync as they were, he conveyed it to her when their eyes met. The understanding that lit up her face reinforced his belief they were meant to be. From the way she drew slightly away from him, he construed she understood him immediately.

“Interesting…very interesting,” she said in a sensual purr.

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Betting on a God

Oh, my! What’s better than a fun time in Las Vegas? Having said fun with a god!

Courtney Sheets spins a sexy tale of romance in Betting on a God. Read it tonight, it’s worth the gamble!

Welcome to Mount Olympus, Sin City’s most opulent casino resort. Here you will be served the finest food, the most decadent wines, and every desire you crave. All provided for you by Dion Eliades, owner. And just like most things in Las Vegas, there is more to Mount Olympus and Dion than meets the eye.

After a thousand years, Dion, the Greek god of wine and merriment, is tired of playing human and wants to go home to Greece. That is, until he lays eyes on Sadie Flynn. Thanks to Madame Evangeline and 1Night Stand, this god is in for an adventure the likes of which he has never experienced. But only if Sadie agrees to bet on a god.

“Are you going to dance with me?”

“You’re doing a great job without me. Maybe I’ll just watch.” He smiled.

“Oh no, you don’t.” She laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him in close, brushing against him. Succumbing to her spell, he slid his arms around her waist, resting his palms on the small of her back. He urged her even closer until they touched, chest to chest, hips to hips.

She moved with him. He pressed against her, letting her feel his need for her. She gasped at the contact, her mouth parting slightly. Her gaze darted to his face.

“You can’t rub your gorgeous body on mine and not expect a reaction, agapi mou.” He leaned down and licked the soft skin of her neck. She shivered.

“What does that mean?”

“It is Greek for ‘my love.’”

“So, I take it you’re Greek.”

He leaned in and nuzzled her ear, inhaling the sweet scent of her. The rapid flutter of her heart, and the rush of her breath all told him how much she wanted him.

“Yes, I am full-blooded Greek. Born just outside of Athens.” He nibbled on her earlobe then ran his tongue along the delicate whorl of her ear. She shivered again.

“What are you doing to me?”

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m trying to seduce you.” He skimmed kisses along her jawline.

“It’s working.”

Why Ménage?

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     by Laci Paige

Why not? It’s taboo, forbidden, and a fantasy that I know many people have, including me. I’ve never been a part of one, but that’s where my imagination came through for writing the novella, Let’s Keep On Truckin’.

My muse kicked into gear during one my families many road trips. We usually stop at truck stops, and it got me thinking about how lonely long haul truckers might be, do they have families, are they single, and when would they have time to date….

With my brain going a mile a minute, my muse was whispering in my ear, and I listened to what became Lily’s story. It was my first shot at writing something erotic. Something I would never have imagined I would do. I was a shy quiet girl in school. I did what I could to avoid the teacher, and I turned beat red when they called on me. So when people from my childhood find out what I write, they really can’t believe that the once shy girl has these thoughts bouncing around in her head.

Bur really, what good girl doesn’t dream to be bad one day?

Lily loves traveling on her job since no one can do it better than her. Being out on the open road gives her plenty of time to reflect and avoid unwanted attention, but somehow it always finds her....

When she comes across Ryder, first at a grocery store, then at a rest stop, sexual desire sparks and she knew she had to have him. If only her ex hadn't shown up, igniting a fantasy she never thought possible.

Seeing Alex in a whole new light, Lily realizes second chances are in order, but will she have to choose between the two men? Or could she be happy with both?

Author Bio:

When Laci’s not reading or writing she can be found spending time with her husband supporting their children. Laci enjoys camping, hiking, & photography. And she loves to chat with fans on Twitter and Facebook. Laci and her family currently reside in Hampton Roads, VA.  

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Why Write Ménage?

by Stephanie Williams

A question I get every now and then. And I always say: Why not!

My goodness, two gorgeous men lovin’ on one woman.  Can’t beat that. Great sex times two. Really can’t beat that.

I could stop there, but as you know it’s more complicated with that, at least with my stories. Don’t get me wrong, writing those sex scenes with two men on one woman is enough for me to turn on the A/C, but I have to remember that even though this is fiction, I still need to deal with the emotions that can arise in such a relationship.

As some of you know or may not know, with my ménages, I write with some kind of firsthand knowledge. That’s all I’m saying on that. You can go to my blog for more details. LOL.

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Anyway, there are very complicated emotions that go along with a relationship like this, and I love to delve into that with each story.

I never have the heroine, the object of the men’s desire, just jump into a ménage arrangement without marinating on it. In fact, sometimes I have her flat out reject the idea—even though she might be thinking about it.

It’s up to my men to convince her that the relationship can work, and she has to look inside herself and be honest with herself that this is what she truly wants and to take a chance as with any other relationship.

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Is this just for fiction writing? Again, I write from what I know. I have seen it work in real life situations. Sometimes it’s not just the sex, but the emotions between the parties and that’s what I try to capture in my stories.

So again, why write ménage? Because it’s a fascinating arrangement that tests true human emotions and unconditional love.

Please chime in on this. What do you think? Do you think this is a relationship that can work? What do you think about those that participate in it? Could you entertain the idea yourself?  Don’t be shy now. WINK WINK

Under the Tree

It’s more than packages and Christmas candy for Nadia, when her two best male friends give her what she’s been wanting for a long time.

 Roger and Jasper “accidentally” read Nadia’s diary and find out her secret desires! They believe they’re the perfect boyfriends for her and are more than willing to give her the Christmas gift of a lifetime.

 Wait ‘til Christmas when Nadia sees what’s under the tree!

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By Layla Chase

What I found interesting about creating a ménage relationship in my western novella, Setting Boundaries, was the potential for the heroine’s character development. She has to be sensitive to the physical cues of not one, but two, alpha males. In effect, doubling the needs she has to consider. By creating male characters who were opposites (one who was tough as nails and the other easygoing), I could then highlight different aspects of her personality. She might be sensual and hot, and a little bit intimidated, by one guy but be playful and teasing with the other partner.

For me the trio relationship works best when the men know each other well (in this case, they’re brothers) so their comfort level of being partially or fully naked in another man’s presence is a given. And lastly, I think a ménage taps into almost every woman’s fantasy for having all her needs met at the same time. A delicious indulgence in hedonism.

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Widow Trixy Manville is desperate to save her cattle and turns to a neighbor with an offer—his pick of her best calves in exchange for water rights. Garth Rutger negotiates for one night of hot, unforgettable sex from the woman he’s wanted for the past decade. A bit of humiliation might assuage his yearning. After her first refusal, he raises the stakes to a ménage that includes his brother. Will Trixy’s agreement lead her to a pact with the devil, or the sexual exploits she’s been craving?

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