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Owned by the Alpha Anthologies #PreOrder #MM @JulesofTripleR @LDBlakeley @Maiadylanauthor @elenakincaid1 @LJLongo & more! #shifter

OWNED BY THE ALPHA ANTHOLOGIES

NOW AVAILABLE FOR PRE-ORDER! 

Coming to Evernight Publishing on April 24th, 2017 

The Alpha lives for the hunt…
Driven by instinct, an Alpha shifter recognizes his fated mate from one
scent, one touch. He’ll pursue his mate, regardless of the cost, and anyone
else would be smart to get out of his way. He won’t stop until he takes
possession of his prize.

Although the hunter doesn’t need convincing, his mate certainly does. The
Alpha will have to prove himself as a lover and convince his mate that he
plays for keeps.

OWNED BY THE ALPHA: MANLOVE EDITION

A Tiger’s Luck by Maia DylanLast Alpha Standing by James CoxMooncrest by Jules DixonHis Guardian Panther by Elena KincaidThe Scarf by L.J. LongoA Matter of Trust by PelaamConflict of Interest by L.D. Blakeley

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Mooncrest, by Jules Dixon

A surprise fated mate. A fence between them. And family objections to face. Are they stronger than everything separating them?

Also available Owned by the Alpha. With these fine authors: Scent of Destiny by Rose Wulf, Taken Mate by Sam Crescent, Finders Keepers by Stacey Espino, The Hunt by Doris O’Connor, Alpha at Altitude by Lily Harlem, Fated to the Razorback Demon by Maia Dylan, Running Home by Michelle Graham, Alpha’s Sunshine by Elyzabeth M. VaLey, Checkmate by Wren Michaels, Frozen Heart by Beth D. Carter, Wolf Hunter by Elena Kincaid, Returning to the Coyote by Roberta Winchester

 

Claiming His Human #NewRelease from @DorisOConnor @EvernightPub #BDSM #MayDecember

Claiming His Human by Doris O’Connor

Darius knows Holly is his from the first whiff of her scent in the air. Holly needs some convincing… especially when she finds out that the man she’s been lusting after turns into a huge grizzly bear.

Thank you so much for hosting my new release on your blog today. J 

Claiming his Human is book 6 in The Projects series, and readers will meet many a familiar face from the previous books.

Don’t worry, though, you do not have to read the previous books in the series, unless you’d like to, of course.*smiles*

*smiles*

Book Blurb:

Shifters defend their mates to the death… 

Bear shifter Darius Longton never expected to find his mate in his favorite coffee shop, but one sniff of her scent in the air is all it takes for his bear to know the truth. This delicious, sinfully curvy redhead is his.
 
Too bad she’s human and far too fragile for his volatile bear.
 
Holly Trent cannot understand the instant attraction she feels for this man. One look from his heavy-lidded eyes is all it takes to set her knickers aflame with lust. However, she will not be another notch on his bedpost, no matter how much his voice alone makes her want to sink to her knees.
 
But when a customer gets heavy with her, everything changes. Darius’s defense of her places them both in terrible danger. Thrown headfirst into shifter council politics, it falls to Holly to save her mate.
 
Available from: Evernight  Amazon  Amazon UK Bookstrand
Excerpt:
Darius’s eyes flashed from golden to brown and back again, and she lost herself in the intensity of his gaze.
“Holly, what are you doing?” he asked. The gravelly timbre of his voice shot straight to every one of her erogenous zones, not least because his scent increased and wrapped her into a cocoon of his earthy, spicy presence.
“I don’t know. I just want … please … I need.”
A hiss escaped him when she lowered herself back down on his lap and ground her by now sodden crotch over his cock.
Another one of those earth-shattering deep rumbles came from the man she was dry humping like some sort of wanton hussy, and in the next instant, his large fingers dug into her hips with enough force to leave bruises. Shivers of apprehension, or excitement, she wasn’t sure which raced down her spine.
Darius lowered his head so that their foreheads touched. Their breaths mingled, and the world stood still, as she waited for him to move, to do something, anything.
She couldn’t get her voice to work past the huge lump of emotion which clogged up her throat, so she simply breached the distance between them and pressed her lips against his. His groan rumbled through her, and then he took charge of the kiss. Just like before, their surroundings faded into the background, as he deepened the kiss, and she gave herself up to the myriad of sensations that immediately assaulted her. With his hands firmly clamped around her hips, she couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything but tug at the strands of his hair which had come loose from his ponytail. The action seemed to incite his bear, because he broke the kiss, and ran his nose along her neck, inhaling deeply.
“Fuck, Holly, you better be sure, because all I want to do is push those panties away and bury myself deep inside your sweet cunt until you have no doubt who you belong to.”
He yanked her up slightly while he traced one hand along her hip until he could cup her pussy.
“So fucking wet for me, little one.”
Incapable of uttering anything but incoherent moans, Holly rubbed herself against that hand.
“Oh, yeah, I can smell your need. Tell me this pussy is mine. Ask me for my cock. I need to hear you say the words, my sweet.”
His voice, full of heated promise, didn’t sound like him at all, more animal than human, and she responded to the almost desperate tones in kind.
“Just fuck me already, will you?”
A sharp tug on her hair brought tears to her eyes, and she whined her disappointment when he pulled back to study her. Try as she might she couldn’t close the distance between them.
“Ask me nicely, girl, or I’ll stop this instant.”
Holly’s flippant reply stuck in her throat when she properly looked at him because the determination edged in his hungry features told their own story. He meant what he’d said, and despite the massive erection tenting his suit trousers, which must cost him dearly, he would get up and leave her wanting. His thighs flexed under hers, and Holly swallowed hard when he released his grip on her hair and grasped her wrists instead. She was no match for his superior strength, even if she had tried to resist him, as he slowly pulled her hands away from him, and pinned them behind her back. The action thrust her breasts out at him, and her breathing sped up when his gaze slowly dipped lower until it rested on her straining cleavage. Her nipples pushed against the fabric of her lacy bra, hard little beacons of lust pointing straight at Darius, positively begging for his attention. Darius transferred both her wrists into one of his large hands and then slowly brought his free hand into view. His knuckles skimmed across the hypersensitive tips of her nipples, and Holly whimpered her need.
A wicked grin flashed across his features, and he repeated the action several times until Holly was pretty sure she would self-combust if he didn’t do something else. Incomprehensible sounds spilled from her lips, and she couldn’t tear her gaze away from the sight of his large, tanned hand against her pale flesh.
“Hmm, so beautifully responsive, my sweet. I bet you could come from this alone.”
Holly gasped in fascination as one of his fingernails formed into a wicked-looking claw, and he used that lethally sharp appendage to run ever tightening circles around first one nipple and then the other until Holly thought she would scream. When he added another claw to lightly score her skin the pleasure pain acted like a livewire of electricity connected her clit to her boobs.
Her hips took on a life of their own, and her pussy muscles clenched and released desperate for his cock to fill her.
“Please, I need to … please, Sir, I want your cock.”
The words were out of her mouth before her brain had even cottoned on to what she was saying. Darius stilled, his eyes flashed fire at her, and for the first time since she’d initiated this, a trickle of fear snaked up her spine. Not enough for her to put a stop to this, whatever this insanity which seemed to hold her in its grip would amount to, but enough to make her already far too fast heartbeat turn into a sledgehammer inside her chest.
Her vision dimmed, and all reasoning fled her brain in a puff of smoke because Darius looked more animal than human. He looked as though he wanted to eat her alive, and before she could even fathom his intention, her hands were free. The audible rip of her knickers giving way, as he tore them off her sounded far too loud in the quiet room, and then his fingers slipped inside her pussy and she groaned in need. Her head fell forward on his shoulders, even as she instinctively spread her thighs wider apart to give his questing digits better access.
“You’re so fucking wet, my sweet. Come for me, baby.”
About Doris
 
Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines
who give as good as they get.  From contemporary to paranormal, Time Travel, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.  
Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
 
Stalk her in these places
 

#NewRelease Bound by Destiny by @AllysonYoung45 with @EvernightPub #Paranormal #Erotica #Shifter

 

Blurb:
River Fortuna’s wolf is awake and pacing, anticipating their
first heat. Traumatized by early misunderstandings of shifter sexuality, River
intends to avoid being claimed at all cost. She doesn’t plan on meeting
handsome, virile Alpha Jett Reeves.
Jett is instantly drawn to River, his pheromones flooding to
trigger her heat and force her sexual surrender, despite her tangible—and
unlawful—means of avoidance.
Initially a mindless slave to her hormones, River comes to
accept Jett past his ability to assuage her sexual need and falls in love with
him. Unable to label his myriad of feelings, Jett doesn’t reciprocate, and she
is devastated, realizing she is locked in a lifelong, loveless partnership.
Attacked by a rogue shifter, River wakes with no memory, and
Jett must face the fact that what he felt for River all along was love—and find
a way to bring her back to him.
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Excerpt:
 
They rode the elevator to the
sixth floor in near silence, the eddies of lust making the small space nearly
insufferable for him, and his mate leaned against the wall as though she might
slip to the floor any moment. Her brow and temples glistened with sweat and her
fingers twitched spasmodically. She was coming into her full heat and fighting
it all the way.
Stepping off when the doors
opened, he strode in the direction the small arrow indicated and found the room
within several yards. The key card gave them entrance and he flicked on the
light. He shoved the cases just inside the door, blocking the heavy panel with
his forearm so it wouldn’t close. “In you go, River.”
Did women trudge? His woman did,
despite the trembling of her entire body. His heart ached at her trepidation
despite the all-encompassing lust he experienced. Her head down, intense need
radiating to pull him in, he threw the deadbolt, and then gave in to what their
nature decreed.
 Thrusting his hand through
her thick mane, his fingers weaving among the long, silky strands just as he’d
fantasized, he drew her head back and forced her to look him in the eyes. Hers
were dilated, the rich brown irises nearly eclipsed by the stark black of her
pupils. Square, white teeth clenched her full bottom lip, presumably to control
panting, because she drew draughts of air in through her nose. He could detect
the threads of resignation weaving through her vast need, her intense heat
rapidly eclipsing any coherent thought. Regret that he’d caused this once again
pierced his own narrowly shrinking focus—but only briefly. He lowered his head
and took her mouth.
Sweetness and life burst over his
senses at his first taste, and he groaned against her full lips even as his
tongue made a foray past them. River totally surrendered, as female wolves do
when they met their fated mate, and he barely had time for that thought—fated
mate
—before he wrapped an arm around her limp form. Two steps and they fell
to the big bed, the mattress compressing beneath their combined weight as he
ravished her mouth. She opened to let him in and gave up all the flavor that
was uniquely her.
He reluctantly tore his lips away
to rear up and shred the plain shirt that hid her from his view. Her lightly
tanned skin filled his vision as her utilitarian bra met the same fate, and he
noted with pleasure how modest her tan lines were. His wolf rose up. Mine. The
growling claim resounded in the room and her eyes fluttered open and she
blinked. Behind the thicket of her dark lashes, a sexual haze again blurred the
rich chocolate, and her lids drifted shut.
Once they came to know one
another, their coming together could be slowed and savored, but for now, he
needed to visibly establish his claim. His frantic cock shuddered in agreement
as he demolished the tough denim of her jeans, taking care not to score her
soft skin with a claw.
With her nude beneath him, his
gaze drawn to the soft, pale fur at her apex, he willed his other-self back,
and his claws retracted. Lord knew what she’d seen when she’d stared up at him.
Probably a wild-eyed beast intent on its succulent prey, and he
blessed the Mother and the mating heat that River hadn’t screamed in fear. Only
an alpha could partially shift, and it was unlikely she’d seen one in such a
state before.
His own apparel fell away as he
quickly stripped and then blanketed his mate’s writhing form. Velvety
flesh met his own in a haze of heat and sensation.
“Please.” Her plea was strangled
and all the more evocative because of it.
“I’ll take care of you,” he promised.
“Always.”
 
 
About the author;
 
Allyson Young lives in
cottage country in Manitoba, Canada with her husband and numerous pets. She
worked in the human services all across Canada and has seen the best and
worst of what people bring to the table. Allyson has written for years, mostly
short stories and poetry, published in small newspapers and the like, although
her work appeared in her high school yearbooks too! After reading an erotic
romance, quite by accident, she decided to try her hand at penning erotica.
Allyson will write until
whatever she has inside her is satisfied- when all the heroes man up and all
the heroines get what they deserve. Love isn’t always sweet, and Allyson
favours the darker side of romance.
 
Twitter:  Allyson Young
@allysonyoung45

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Cupid by #LucyFelthouseWriter @CW1985 @EvernightPub #Holiday #Paranormal

Out Now! Cupid by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985 @evernightpub) #holiday #christmas #erotica #romance #shifter #paranormal #pnr

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Blurb:
As a postman by day, and one of Santa’s reindeer on a single very special night, Cassius Cupid eats, sleeps, and breathes deliveries. He doesn’t mind, but sometimes wishes that someone would send him something more exciting than bills and junk mail.
One cold January morning, Cassius gets his wish. A young woman arrives with a parcel. Turns out it’s for his housemate – but Cassius doesn’t care. All he’s interested in is Carina – the beautiful female courier.
Has Cupid finally met his match?
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*****
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Excerpt:
Cassius Cupid woke with a start, and then sat bolt upright in his bed. Shit, I’m going to be late! was his first thought.
Milliseconds later his brain switched on, and he remembered. He was on holiday. Flopping back onto the warm mattress and pillows with a contented sigh, he smiled. No work for fourteen whole days—it was going to be utter bliss. He stretched, relishing the feeling it created in his sleep-softened muscles. Ahhh…this is the life.
He knew he wouldn’t go back to sleep—hell, it was eight o’clock, which was practically the middle of the day for someone in his profession—so Cassius fell to thinking about how he was going to spend his day, not to mention the several others in front of him. God knew he deserved to relax and have some fun. He’d just emerged from the busiest part of his year, and he was more than ready to do some chilling out.
He enjoyed his job as a postman—he really did—but the Christmas period was a total killer. He idly wondered how many cards and presents he’d delivered over the past few weeks. It didn’t bear thinking about. Once you factored in the festive period itself, the weird few days between Christmas and New Year, and then the flurry of mail that got sent when everyone went back to work properly at the beginning of January, he’d racked up some serious deliveries. And that was before you even thought about his other job—which was for just one day a year, but was arguably more important than the other 364 put together.
Cassius—or Cupid, as he was known to his boss and colleagues in his second, but most important job—was not only a regular postman for the Royal Mail, but also a reindeer. For a single day of the year, Cassius had the supernatural power to transform into one of Santa’s faithful steeds and help pull that famous magical sleigh, delivering presents to excited children the world over.
Therefore, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Cassius really did eat, sleep and breathe deliveries, but not for the next fourteen days. All he planned to do was watch some TV, read some books, maybe go out hiking, meet some friends… basically anything that wasn’t delivering something to someone. Hey, he might even receive something through the post himself—preferably not the usual crap; bills and junk mail. He didn’t hold out much hope.
He lounged in bed for another ten minutes before realising he was lying there just for the sake of it. Being on holiday didn’t have to equal staying in bed all day—and certainly not for someone as active as him. He reached over to his bedside table, grabbed his glasses and put them on. Throwing off his thick duvet, he walked to his bedroom window and peeked out through the curtains, immediately glad of the effective central heating he and his housemate had forked out to have installed the previous year.
The outside world was covered in a thick layer of snow, and Cassius was mightily glad that he wasn’t out delivering letters and parcels. The stuff was treacherous enough without having to carry a heavy bag up and down driveways, paths, and pavements — most of which either hadn’t been cleared, or had been cleared badly, leaving incredibly slippery patches of ground for an unsuspecting postie to come across. God knows he’d gone down enough times, but, much to his relief, nobody had ever seen him do it. He’d always been relatively unharmed—excerpt for his pride, of course—and had been able to scramble back to his feet and carry on.
The eerie silence outside was broken by the rumble of an engine, and Cassius turned his head to look up the street—he lived in a cul-de-sac, so he knew that’s where the vehicle would come from—and watched as a delivery van made its way slowly and carefully down the road. He hoped the driver was sensible enough to try and steer over the thickest parts of the snow—the more people went over and over the same patches, packing it down, the more the road surface resembled an ice rink. And since the cul-de-sac was on a slight hill, it was easy enough to get stuck. He’d seen it so many times—even going outside one time last winter to suggest the driver go down to the bottom of the road, turn around and try reversing up the hill—an almost foolproof plan for vans with rear-wheel drive. He’d gotten a big thumbs-up for that suggestion as the driver finally got to the junction where the road became flat, and went on his merry way.
As the van drew closer to his house, he saw that the driver was a woman. That would explain her cautious driving—he’d never admit it to one of his drinking buddies, but women were far superior when it came to driving in adverse weather conditions. He even thought he’d seen some survey containing statistics that proved it.
*****

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Author Bio:
Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 140 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica for All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

#NewRelease The Persecution of the Wolves by @LucyFelthouseWriter @EvernightPub #PNR #Shifter

Out Now – The Persecution of the Wolves by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985) #PNR #thriller #shifter

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Blurb:

Werewolf brothers Matthew and Isaac have lived in the peaceful village of Eyam, Derbyshire all their lives. The villagers know what happens every full moon, and have their reasons for keeping quiet. But this secrecy comes at a cost—the brothers can’t risk romantic entanglements.

Then, at the full moon, a sheep is slaughtered on Eyam Moor, by what could only be a large animal. Even the brothers’ staunchest supporters begin to have their doubts about who—or what—could have done it.

As the brothers fight to clear their names, things are complicated by unexpected opportunities to indulge their lust. Isaac is intrigued by a handsome newcomer to the village, and a vivacious visitor is happy to offer Matthew her all.

Can the men prove their innocence, or is their centuries-old secret about to be revealed to the outside world, bringing their carefully-crafted existence crashing down around their ears?

PLEASE NOTE: This book was previously published as Pack of Lies—the content has not changed. The novel also contains both M/F and M/M scenes.

Buy links: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/the-persecution-of-the-wolves/

*****

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As Matthew and Isaac Adams opened the front door to their house, the telephone started ringing. Matthew sighed. “Typical. No rest for the wicked. I’ll answer it, you go and get ready for work.”

Isaac nodded and headed off to do as his brother advised. Matthew, the older of the two, walked toward the ringing phone and snatched it off the hook. Then, remembering that the person on the other end of the line would have no idea what a rough night he’d just had, he made the effort to inject some politeness into his tone.

“Hello? Adams residence.” Isaac had told him time and time again that the last part about the residence was old-fashioned, that people didn’t say that anymore, but Matthew couldn’t seem to shake it.

“Hello, Matthew? It’s Richard.” The village vicar’s voice, even though he’d only spoken four words, sounded strained, almost panicked. “You boys just get back?”

“Yeah, a moment ago. Why, what’s up?”

“I, uh… I got a call. A dead sheep has been found up on the moor. Not just dead. Mutilated. Like a wild animal attack.”

An unpleasant feeling wormed its way under Matthew’s skin and his stomach flipped. “Oh?” He paused, then figured he had nothing to gain by not saying the next words he wanted to. “You don’t think it was us?”

The vicar’s gasp was instant, one of genuine surprise. “Lord, no! Absolutely not. I just phoned to let you know and I was wondering if you’d come up there with me and take a look? You and Isaac are probably more qualified than anyone else in the village to tell what did this.”

“Isaac has to work, he just went to get ready. But yes, I’ll come up. I’ll let my brother know where I’m going, then I’ll be straight over. Are you at the rectory?”

“Yes. Okay, I’ll see you soon. Thanks, Matthew. Bye.”

“Goodbye.”

Matthew hung up the phone with another sigh. The horrible feeling that had crept under his skin and taken over his gut seemed as if it was there to stay, and it was never a good sign. The vicar’s news was surprising, yes, but he also had an inkling that it was going to spell trouble, or at the very least, inconvenience for him and his brother.

Pulling in a deep breath in an attempt to calm his jangling nerves, Matthew walked upstairs and toward his brother’s bedroom. The door was closed. He knocked. “You decent?”

“Yeah,” Isaac replied, “close enough.”

Stepping into the room, Matthew looked at his brother. He was half-dressed, ready for his shift at the doctor’s surgery, where he was a general practitioner. “Sorry to interrupt, mate, but that was Richard on the phone. They’ve found a mutilated sheep up on the moor, and he’s asked me to go with him to check it out.”

Isaac paused with one arm pushed into his shirtsleeve. “He doesn’t think—”

Matthew cut him off. “No. He was quite adamant about that. He just thought we’d be able to help figure out what did it. I explained that you’ve got to go to work, though. I’m going to head across there now and go up with him.”

“I could phone in, let them know I’ll be late.”

Matthew held up his hand. “There’s no need, brother. Relax. Just go to work and help the sick people. I’ll let you know what—if anything—I find out.”

Opening his mouth, then closing it again, Isaac seemed to have thought better of whatever he was going to say. He continued to dress. “All right, I will. But make sure you let me know what happens. Send me a text or something, and I’ll phone you as soon as I have a gap in between patients.”

Matthew grimaced. He hated texting. Hated mobile phones, actually. Technology was one of the things he disliked most about modern-day life, though he realized it was a necessary evil. It solved as many problems for him and his brother as it created, so he dealt with it as best he could. Fortunately, Isaac had always had an affinity with computers and phones, so he tutored Matthew.

“Yeah, all right. I’d better go and find my phone first then, eh?”

Smirking at his brother’s rolled eyes, he left the room and headed for his own bedroom, where he thought he’d left the device the previous night before he and Isaac had headed for the caves. Immediately spotting the mobile phone—which Isaac often made a point of telling him was akin to a brick—he grabbed it, stuffed it into his pocket, and made his way downstairs.

Retrieving his keys from the hook by the front door, he called up to his brother. “I’m going now, Isaac. I’ll see you after my shift at the pub. I’m working until closing time.”

“Okay. Don’t forget to keep me posted!”

“I won’t.” As if he could forget. The dead sheep was going to be a big thing, he just knew it. The vicar might not think he and his brother had anything to do with it, but some of the other villagers might. When there was no proof either way, just his and Isaac’s word, it was understandable, really. Since he and his brother changed into wolves every full moon, it was a natural conclusion to draw. Particularly since normal wolves had been extinct in England for over five hundred years.

*****

Lucy_FelthouseAuthor Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller) and Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller). Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 140 publications to her name. She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter and Facebook. You can also subscribe to her monthly newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

#NewRelease Shifter Trials by Shari Elder of @EvernightPub #shifter #paranormal #erotic

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Thank you so much for hosting me. I’m thrilled to be here and have the chance to share my story. Shifter Trials is a modern day rewrite of the Atalanta myth, the strong Greek woman who would only marry the man who beat her in a foot race. In this case, Talia is an alpha shifter, and Hayden is her vampire trainer. Put them together, turn up the heat and watch what happens.

Shifter Trials 

On the night of the full moon, any male shifter can call the Trials to race against Talia Orion, alpha of the united wolf-eagle clans. Clan law requires Talia to marry the winner of the Trials, a grueling twenty-mile marathon through dangerous, rugged terrain. The product of an unhappy, political alliance masquerading as a marriage, Talia trains obsessively to ensure she avoids her parents’ fate.  Her newest vampire trainer, Hayden Mitchell, makes her powerful even as he knocks down her defenses, and finds his way, first, into her bed then into her heart.

Hayden has loved Talia since the first moment he saw her. As the destined ruler of the vampire clan, he has another agenda – to politically unite Talia’s clans with his own—what Talia fears most, and will never forgive him for.

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About Shari Elder

By day, Shari Elder saves cities. By night, she builds them—on Saturn’s rings, under a lilac bush, in a coral reef – then packs them full of shifters, vampires, Olympian gods, extra-terrestrials or whatever else comes into her head. In all these wondrous worlds, romance and passion blossom, since she cannot resist writing a happy ending, especially for those who have given up on ever getting one. Now that’s satisfaction.

Raised on science fiction and fantasy, fueled by coffee and red wine, Shari writes early in the morning, late at night, and in between crises at home. She lives, contentedly albeit crazily, with her teen-age daughter, teen-age dog, and the elderly cat who rules the roost.

Shari loves co-creating stories and ideas, so the blog comment section is always open.

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#NewRelease by Amber Morgan @AmberMothling of @EvernightPub #Menage #erotica #shifters

Hello, and thanks for having me today! I’m delighted to be bringing you a sneak peek at the second in my Malkin Ridge Shifters series, LIONESS HUNTING. This picks up where WAKINGTHE LIONESS left off – with Lara, Zane, and Tate building a new life together in Malkin Ridge. But I don’t believe in giving my characters an easy life, so there’s a good dose of danger and mystery
alongside the sex and romance!
I’m a series writer at heart, and it’s really hard for me to write a stand-alone story, so there’s going to be at least one more Malkin Ridge story in the future. I love revisiting characters and places, adding to the world, and seeing how it all develops. Hopefully you’ll enjoy seeing my werelion threesome take on their next challenge, and getting to explore some new parts of the Malkin Ridge world. I’ve got a teaser here to whet your appetite! 😉

 

Lara Carey is settling back into life in Malkin Ridge with her two passionate lovers, Zane and Tate, and she’s keen to prove that she belongs—both back in her old home and in her mates’ bed. When a chance encounter with a teen tiger-shifter reveals the presence of a dangerous predator in town, Lara and her mates are forced to take action. With an innocent life at stake, can they hunt down this monster in time? And when the dust settles, will the trio be stronger for the experience?

Be Warned: menage sex (MMF), public exhibition

Pleased and surprised to see him, she shifted back to her human shape and waited for him. Cool mountain air zipped over her bare skin, caressing her nipples and sending pleasant shivers through her. Past experience told her the rucksack on Zane’s shoulders would have clothes for her in it, but she wouldn’t be disappointed if he’d forgotten. It had been a very long time since they’d had sex in the great outdoors. And here he was, already half-naked, with not another soul for miles around.

It was clear he was having similar thoughts. As he got closer, she could smell his arousal, see the feral gleam in his eye. He jogged the last few yards to her and Lara went eagerly to
his arms. He crushed her to him in a hungry kiss, his hands traveling down her back to squeeze her ass. He thrust his crotch against hers, silently telling her how ready for her he was.

Love and lust scorched her. The fierce joy of being with him again was showing no sign of wearing off, and his possessive kiss told her he felt the same. She couldn’t let her
doubts rule her, not when the future held so much promise.

Combing her fingers through his hair, she broke the kiss to murmur against his lips. “Good morning.”

He growled as he dragged one finger slowly along the crease of her ass, dipping deliciously close to her hidden entrance. “It could be.” 

She pressed closer to him, pushing her breasts hard against his chest. He cupped one obligingly, rubbing his thumb idly over her already taut nipple. Her eyes fluttered closed and she sighed softly, sinking into sensation. 

“Why’d you take off so early?” he asked. “I worried.”

“I couldn’t sleep and I didn’t want todisturb you guys.” She shrugged and slipped her hand down to unzip his jeans. He wasn’t wearing any briefs, so his cock sprang neatly into her hand. Zane groaned as she squeezed it gently. “Did you track me down just to ask that?” she asked.

He fixed a greedy gaze on her, amber eyes burning. “I kind of did,” he said, “but I didn’t count
on finding you up here all naked and fuckable.” He grabbed her by the hips, and Lara let out a little squeal as he lifted her up. “For some reason now, I’m finding it hard to focus.”

Lara laughed, offering no resistance as he slung her up over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. He smacked her ass as he walked her over to a sturdy pine tree, and the hot ripples of pleasurable pain sent a gush of warmth straight to Lara’s pussy. By the time he set her down again, she was aching to have him inside her. She went for another kiss, but he turned her around and gave her another firm smack.

“Hands against the tree trunk,” he ordered. “I want to see that gorgeous ass while I make you
come.”

Shivering with anticipation, Lara obeyed, placing her palms against the rough wood and positioning herself for him, ass up, cunt ready. She closed her eyes as Zane ran his hands gently over her cheeks. Without warning, he delivered two stinging slaps to each, making her jump and gasp.

“I love that shade of pink you turn.” He slid one hand between her thighs, stroking at her wet pussy. Lara didn’t bother to hide her moans. It was too early for anyone else to be up here, and anyway, there was a rush in knowing they could be seen. She knew Zane liked it too. Hell, sometimes she used to think he wanted to be caught.

 

 

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Ambernis the secret identity of a writer who normally pens urban fantasy,
but feels like stretching her wings. Amber loves darker romance,
anti-heroes, good red wine, and expensive chocolate (sometimes all at
once). She’s based in the UK and lives in an adorable cottage with
her dream man, an adorable cat, and two stupid snakes.
 
 

Chasing Faete: Beyond the Veil Book 1 by Maia Dylan, Sarah Marsh and Elena Kincaid

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Chasing Faete: Beyond the Veil Book 1

 

Chasing Faete started out as a fun exercise in our Sinfully More Erotic Street Team group and turned into an entire series. So far, we have 5 books planned in the series, but I wouldn’t be surprised if more sprout up along the way. All three of us fell in love with this mysterious world Beyond The Veil as well as our very overprotective Shifters on this side of the Veil.

 

You know what they say … you can’t run away from your fate. But what if your fate tries to run away from you? If you’re a wolf … you chase fate instead.

 

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Release Date: May 27, 2016

 

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Erica’s been on the run from her parents’ murderer for years, but her luck at evading capture has finally run out. She finds herself trapped by the man who tortured her for years, but she’s prepared to fight him rather than go back to the Fae King. She almost thinks she’s hallucinating when two wolf shifters appear out of nowhere to save her … but that could be the blood loss talking.

Leo and Ben were thrilled to stumble onto the scent of their mate as they were on a routine patrol. They follow their noses and barely find her in time, wounded and battling with a group of armed Fae. Life is about to get a whole lot more complicated when it comes to mating their little pixie.

Erica can’t deny the bond she feels with her wolves, but will the need to avenge her family and the fate of the Fae realm cost her the loves she’s waited so long to find?

 

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Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/chasing-faete-by-elena-kincaid-maia-dylan-and-sarah-marsh/
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Leo stepped into the bathroom and closed the door, not able to take his eyes from the beauty before him. His mate had her head thrown back, an expression of sheer rapture on her face as she found her pleasure, and the sounds of her passion were the sweetest music to his ears.

He stepped up to the bath and turned off the running water before there was even more of it on the floor. He understood very well how his brother hadn’t noticed the mess.

“Oh crap, the water,” Ben said once he’d noticed the sloshing sound of Leo’s steps.

“Yes, brother, seems you were seduced by a mermaid. I can see how you’d lose track of the rest of the world.” Leo smiled down at Erica as he cupped her cheek with his hand and leaned in for a gentle kiss. “How are you feeling, love?”

“Better now that you’re here as well.” Erica kissed him back with a heat that had him growling low in the back of his throat.

“Stand up, little one,” Leo ordered as he took a step back and watched the water slip off of her perfect, creamy curves.

He held out his hand to her, and when she accepted it, he helped her step out of the tub and onto the warm tile.

“Oh, you’re in for it now, pixie. I’ve seen that look before.” Ben laughed as he sat back in the tub with a sigh.

Leo tried not to smile when their mate’s eyes opened a little wider in concern, but he wanted to keep her off balance for this. They’d both enjoy it more.

“Now, undress me.”

 


 

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ABOUT SARAH MARSH

 

Sarah Marsh was born in British Columbia where she still lives. She has only recently began her writing career, finding it the perfect outlet for taking the edge off a nine to five office job. She’s been a science fiction and romance junkie for years and when her imagination started to take the characters she’d read about even further in their adventures, she decided to try writing something of her own.

Sarah’s also a former pastry chef and spends a lot of time cooking and baking for friends and family as well as painting and knitting. Her biggest weaknesses are animals of any kind … she even loves the ones that wake you up at four in the morning because they can almost see the bottom of their food dish.

When it comes to life in general, she’s a big believer that laughter is the best medicine and that there’s no such thing as too much love, which is why she’s such a sucker for a happy ending.

 

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Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/sarahmarshfiction/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/SM_fiction

Facebook Street Team link: https://www.facebook.com/groups/955387561187276/

 


 

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ABOUT MAIA DYLAN

 

Maia Dylan lives, loves and works in beautiful New Zealand. She married her best friend and they have two adorable, but stubborn children who obviously take after their father.

Maia’s career has featured a lot of travel, and she has filled her time at airports and in the air with books, books and more books. Her love of erotic paranormal romance has seen her amass a huge library. She has been an avid reader and lover of ménage romances since she read her first book in this genre about three years ago.

Outside of writing, Maia loves to eat, so she loves to cook! Her herb garden is legendary, but she still has issues getting tomatoes to grow. She’s been a performer for years, and has even sung on international stages, she would love to own a classic Ford Mustang one day and of course have the opportunity to race it on a race track without fear of a speeding ticket.

Although ultimately her dream is to be able to write full time on a sandy beach with a Mai Tai at hand, she is quite happy to fit her writing in when she can. As long as someone reads her books, gets a laugh and maybe come to love her characters and much as she does, then she feels that she is living her dreams no matter what!

 

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Amazon Authors Page US: http://amazon.com/author/maiadylan

Facebook- https://www.facebook.com/maiadylanauthor

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ABOUT ELENA KINCAID

 

Elena Kincaid is an award winning author. She writes Erotic Paranormal and Contemporary MFM and MF Romances. She developed a passion for reading and writing at an early age and loves to write what she loves to read and that is usually romance with a paranormal twist. Her desk is constantly cluttered with journals, sticky notes, and torn out pieces of paper full of ideas. She was born in Ukraine and raised in New York, where she currently lives with her daughter. She graduated college with a BFA in creative writing and In addition to writing, she also started a graphic design business a few years after graduating. When not working, Elena loves to spend time with her family, travel the globe, curl up with a good book, and catch up on her soaps.

 

Author Links:

 

http://elenakincaid.blogspot.com/

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https://twitter.com/elenakincaid1

https://www.facebook.com/elenakincaidthree

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7060236.Elena_Kincaid

http://www.amazon.com/Elena-Kincaid/e/B011IOY3KE/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1445552803&sr=8-1

http://www.evernightpublishing.com/elena-kincaid/

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Come and Join Maia Dylan, Sarah Marsh and Elena Kincaid for some wild fun, crazy antics, and lots of eye candy. We even have a theme song.

 

 

 

 

Mason’s Mijos by Jacey Holbrand

Hey folks! Today I’m happy to announce that I finally have another story in my The Agency series out! It’s called Mason’s Mijos. But first a little about me…

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Jacey Holbrand believes life and love comes in all forms and should be celebrated. She’s committed to her muse and writing so she can share her stories with readers. Hot days. Sexy nights. Come play in her world.

Jacey loves to hear from readers! Click the link to eMail her: JaceyHolbrand@gmail.com

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This story is the fourth and last book in The Agency series that deals with the conspiracy theory.

Like two of the other books in the series, Mason’s Mijos deals with male pregnancy, and it also has a couple of surprises that I hope readers will enjoy. 😉

In addition, Mason’s Mijos has a menage element, has some food play and sexy, sexy men! 🙂

Be Warned: MPREG, m/m sex, menage sex (MMM), food play, rimming, double penetration, voyeurism

… He’ll do anything for love.

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Mason Diaz is shocked when he sees his two ex-boyfriends, Flynn Grayson and Ryker Gemmings, together and at an alien encounters support group. Old feelings for them resurface when they tell Mason they want a threesome relationship. Eager to rekindle the connections, Mason goes up to Flynn’s house in the mountains for the weekend of a lifetime with the two men.

Abductions. Food play. Secrets and confessions about alien origins and shifting.

It’s not exactly what Mason had expected.

Especially the pregnancies.

Can he continue to love each of them while trying to survive the life changing events and all the revelations the weekend has in store?

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“Why did you want to come back?”

Flynn put down his drink and took Mason’s hands in his. “Haven’t I made that clear? I returned for you. I fought to come back because I love you.”

Mason kissed Flynn’s knuckles on one hand then the other. “And I love you. That’s what I decided. Who you are on the inside is what matters. Not where you come from or what you can do. I. Love. You. What can I do to help you with your mission? Find a woman for you to knock up? I’m sure my sister has some friends who’d be interested in you.”

“No.” Flynn shook his head. “I don’t want any females. I just want you.”

“But if you don’t do what you need to, you’ll be sent home. Right?” Mason couldn’t imagine being without Flynn, never hearing his laugh or seeing his smile. He had to be able to do something to keep the love of his life on Earth.

“I know, and the thought of leaving you again just kills me.” Flynn appeared to think for a moment. “You know, I could transform my genitals long enough for you to impregnate me.”

Mason chuckled. A man, changing his boyish bits into girly parts so he could carry a baby? Given to him by his male lover? That’s one for the tabloids. “I gotta hand it to you. It’s an interesting idea, Flynn, but a gestation period will be much longer than a few minutes.”

“I realize that. I have a medication to speed up the process, so it’ll only take a few days to a week or so. I believe I can keep the small transformation of my reproductive system going until I deliver.”

“I don’t know, Flynn. As much as I always wanted a child with you, I don’t want to put you in danger. And what if it doesn’t work?”

“Trust me. I’ll do my best to keep myself safe and make it happen. If I have your child, I’ll have done my duty and given you the best gift in the world. If for some reason it doesn’t work, then I’ll have to bite the bullet and find an Earth woman to procreate with.” He squeezed Mason’s hands. “Please, Mason, say we can do this. Let me have your baby.”

If anyone ever had said he’d be having such a conversation in his life, he would have called them daft. Yet here he was. Talking with his partner about having a baby. Together. Without the medical intervention of surrogacy. Just him, Flynn, and nature taking its bizarre, in this case, course.

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Thank you for having me on your blog, and readers, thank you for stopping by today!

Love & blessings to all! <3
Jacey

Release Date: May 24, 2016

Heat Level: 4 ## Word Count: 34,100 ## ISBN: 978-1-77233-864-5 ## Editor: Karyn White ## Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs