Wednesday, December 3, 2014
The Naughty Literati are a group of authors who’ve come together to showcase their epic talents in stories filled with powerful eroticism and satisfying romance. Our tales range from heartwarming and sweet to scorching hot erotic, medieval to futuristic, humans to aliens and shape-shifters, vanilla committed couples to kinky ménage fun.
THE NIGHTWIND’S VISIT by Charlotte Boyett-Compo
Be careful what you wish for. The NightWind hears every whisper, every sigh, every need and he's coming to grant your every wicked, wanton desire.
DEAR SANTA...I WANT A MAN FOR CHRISTMAS by Marianne Stephens
Frustrated with untrustworthy men, Melissa orders a man doll. When delivery guy, Nick, shows up, she has second thoughts about how to satisfy her needs.
PRELUDE TO A MOST UNUSUAL MARRIAGE by Katherine Kingston
Guilty secrets torment widowed Elizabeth Fitzhugh. A Christmas visit to the Earl of Chisenholm offers redemption, if she can find the courage to grasp it.
NO GENTLEMAN by Francesca Hawley
Librarian Abby Kelly comes west finding a roguish shapeshifter who desires her. Will Goldwolf is no gentleman, but Abby discovers he’s just what she wants.
JEWEL’S MENAGE CHRISTMAS by Berengaria Brown
The excitement has left Jewel, Donovan, and Oscar’s relationship. Jewel plans to spice things up, but will Donovan and Oscar rise to the challenge?
TUNE ME UP by Lainey-Jo Charles
Jason catches Dani having an intimate moment with a recording of him singing to her, and is ready to move them from friends to forever.
ON THE EIGHTEENTH OF JANUARY, ’78 OR, A NIGHT AT VALLEY FORGE by Regina Kammer
During the infamous winter of ‘77-‘78 at Valley Forge, two soldiers fanboy over their
charismatic leader, General George Washington.
THE CHRISTMAS LEOPARD
Two gorgeous Italian hunks save art restorer Sandi when she accidentally summons an ancient evil from a mosaic. Their methods are unconventional—and scorching hot!
CHRISTMAS BAD GIRL by Trinity Blaico
She only had one wish this Christmas. To find the one man who was strong enough
to master her in bed and out.
HOW THE ALIEN STOLE CHRISTMAS by Belle Scarlett
On board a deep space station Christmas Trent learns her sexy cyber lover,
who may not be human, wants to steal her for his own.
MERRY CHRISTMAS, KITTEN by Nicole Austin
Sirena Petra wants one thing for Christmas—an orgasm. And sex toy expert Kenyon Fort has exactly what the lion shifter needs to find more than just her happy place.
VIKING IN TARTAN by Suz deMello
Medieval romance from the Highland Vampires series. A Viking raider brings change to little Clan Kilbirnie, especially to the chieftain's daughter, Rhona.
HOLDIN’ ON by Alexa Silver
Rock star Max is terminally ill. When Aislin falls into his life, rocking his world,
everything changes. Is she his Christmas miracle?
COMPETITION DETAILS AT: http://naughtyliterati.com/
Sunday, November 30, 2014
Available in digital and print formats.
Until next time,
Fall in love...faster, harder, deeper with Kaye Spencer romances
Monday, November 3, 2014
My characters arrive in my head and start talking to me. I don’t start writing until I understand what they want me to do with them. And things do surprise me on the way. A couple years ago I was writing the “Forever Yours” series. All three books are set in the Smith Tower office and apartment building. The first two books have a ghost in them and naively I assumed book three would as well. But while I was still writing book 2 one of the minor characters interrupted me and said, “I’m a vampire. When are you going to write my story?” By the time I’d cleaned up the coffee I’d spat on my screen and gotten my breath back he was busy telling me I should have known that already because of his name. So I googled his name and well… the rest is in “Eternity”.
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Sunshine Yellow Days (MM) The Paint Store Boys Book 1
Edward Robinson is a failure, nervous, frightened, bullied, and unemployed. Basil King, a flamboyantly gay interior designer, sees the man behind the pain. He has designs on Ed. Basil is one of the owners of The Paint Store, along with Cuthbert, Roland, and Max, and he offers Ed a job there. As Ed settles in and enjoys the work, Basil invites him out to a gay bar for a drink.
Ed has tried so hard to fit in, to be invisible, to be ignored. Someone who looks and dresses as outrageously as Basil, yet without being hated, is an inspiration to him. Not that he could ever look or act like that. But maybe working for Basil and his friends will help him get some self-confidence so he can begin to reclaim his life and his self-respect. When Basil wants to date him he can’t believe anyone would care for a person like him. But he accepts the date anyway.
As soon as the band returned to the stage he took Edward out onto the dance floor and held him tightly. Edward was only a few inches shorter than him, and once he took his boots off, likely they’d be the same height. He liked that they were so evenly matched. Everything would line up perfectly in bed.
He gripped Edward’s ass, massaging his tight little butt cheeks as they danced, and deliberately brushed his body over that lovely rigid dick. So many delights soon to be unwrapped. When the music ended he asked, “Is your car just in the parking lot here? Can you follow me to my condo?”
“Yes and yes.”
Basil held Edward’s hand as they walked to his car. “Mine’s the candy-apple red Ford over there,” he said.
“I might have guessed it wouldn’t be white or silver,” said Edward.
Basil laughed. Already Edward was showing his sense of humor and coming out from behind that wall where he hid his personality. “Wait until you see my condo. You’ll love it.”
“I do like our uniform. It’s wild, but—I don’t know, friendly and welcoming perhaps, as well as appropriate.”
Basil hugged him. “I knew you were perfect for me. You see beneath the surface to what is really there. Hurry up and get in your car.”
As soon as he slid into the driver’s seat of his car, Basil unzipped his skin-tight black jeans and released the pressure on his dick. Fuck, he hadn’t been this hard before. His poor shaft was getting strangled in there. He screeched his tires leaving his parking space and drove to the exit. Edward was already there, waiting back a bit so Basil could lead the way. Basil waved at his soon-to-be lover and zipped out of the driveway. He made sure Edward was right behind him before merging with the traffic. He longed to plant his boot hard on the accelerator and race home, but a speeding ticket would spoil the atmosphere of the day. Besides, he didn’t want to lose Edward and he was almost certain the man would refuse to disobey the speed limit. Well, one thing at a time. Bed was first.
He parked where there were two vacant spaces side by side and took the visitor card out of the glove compartment of his car, then locked his car and handed the laminated card to Edward. “Display that on your dashboard.” Edward turned it over in his hand curiously, and did as Basil had said, before following him into the building.
Basil was aching to get Edward into his condo. He was in so much of a hurry it’d been a struggle to zip up his jeans. But he’d take them off again real soon. He tapped his feet while they waited for the elevator, and was relieved it was empty when it finally arrived. “Soon, soon, soon,” he told himself as it rose slowly to the tenth floor.
He almost ran down the hallway to his condo, flinging open the door, urging Edward inside and then slamming him against the wall to claim his lips. Gods the man tasted delicious. Basil leaned his poor aching dick hard against Edward’s cock, and ground his hips as he jammed his tongue into Edward’s mouth. Edward responded by tilting his lips so their noses weren’t mashed together, and lightly moving his own tongue into Basil’s mouth.
Basil kept his dick rammed hard against Edward’s, and fisted the blond’s hair, realigning their mouths to plunge his tongue still deeper into Edward’s mouth. Their chins rubbed together and he felt the faintest rasp of beard against his chin. Edward was so blond even with their faces mashed together Basil could barely see the beginning growth of his beard, but his skin could feel it and he loved the hint of roughness.
“Bedroom, now,” he ordered, grabbing Edward’s hand and practically dragging the man down the hallway to his bedroom. He’d spent a hell of a lot of time and money making this room perfect. It had to express him as he truly was. Not only the flashier outer appearance, but the true depths of his personality in all its many layers. But this wasn’t the time to talk colors and designs. It was time to fuck.
He pushed Edward onto the bed and kneeled over him, hastily unbuttoning his shirt, and unzipping his dress pants. Helpfully Edward kicked his shoes off, and wiggled his ass so the dress pants slid smoothly down his legs. Basil tugged them off and then stripped his own clothing off as fast as he could finally clambering up on top of Edward and taking possession of his mouth again. This time they kissed more slowly, but it was even more erotic with them skin to skin and their cocks pressing together.
He held Edward’s face in his hands and looked deeply into his pale blue eyes. “First we’ll take the edge off, and then we’ll fuck slowly, carefully, and thoroughly. You okay with the plan?”
Basil sat up and pulled Edward up until Edward was almost on his knee, their cocks together again. He wrapped both his hands around both cocks and began fisting them together. Edward just stared at him and gasped.
“Fuck yes. Let me help.”
The moment Edward’s cool hands reached his dick, Basil almost came. Edward’s touch was light and gentle, almost teasing, but fiercely erotic as well. Just the fact that his dick was rubbing against Edward’s was enough to keep him on edge, but they were both in too much need to waste time. One after the other they fisted their joined dicks until they were both breathing heavily.
“I can’t. I’m going—”
“Let go, lover. Come now,” Basil ordered, giving the cocks an extra twist with his hands. Cum poured from Edward’s dick and Basil relaxed, spurting stream after stream of seed himself, the two lots of cum blending together over their joined hands, cocks, and bellies. Fuck, that was an erotic sight to see.
Once again he kissed Edward, pushing him flat on the bed and climbing over him, their mouths still joined. When they parted to breathe, Basil grinned at him. “That feels better. Now we can fuck properly.”
Buy link: http://www.bookstrand.com/sunshine-yellow-days
Are you working on anything right now, and can you tell us a teaser about these projects?
“Kissing His Man” the first book in The Bath House Boys series, released 25 October.
Frank Ashman’s lover left him seven months, three weeks, four days, two hours and twenty-eight minutes ago. At Pinky’s gay bar the server shows him a brochure featuring the facilities of a new gay bath house that’s just opened in town. There he meets Ralph Sellars. They explore the delights of the bath house together. There are the rainforest showers, the hot tubs, the sauna, the swimming pool, and the restaurant, not to mention the freedom brought by the lack of clothing on the members there. Oh yes, and the bedrooms upstairs, each one complete with a drawer full of toys.
But both Ralph and Frank are burdened with baggage from the past. Can they move on and make a new future together? Or is their relationship doomed to be just sex in the bath house instead of a genuine future together outside in the world?
There are three more pairs of men in “The Bath House Boys” and the books release at two week intervals. In each case at least one of the heroes has appeared in a previous book. Sometimes both of them have.
Tell us an important lesson, on the business side of publishing that you've learned on your journey.
Never act unprofessionally. Writing is a career and throwing a temper tantrum on the internet is not a good look. Fortunately I’d seen other authors torpedo their own careers, so when a publishing house I had some books with failed a few years ago I was able to remain silent on the internet, and save my screaming for the privacy of my own home. Since then, another company I write for has also experienced difficulties so once again I’m staying silent about life’s ups and downs.
What would you say is a true hero?
A true hero loves his man (or woman) no matter what. Everyone has bad days and better days, but that doesn’t change a real hero’s love for his man/woman.
How would you best describe your writing style?
I’m a very linear writer. I start at the beginning of a book and keep going until I reach the end. I can’t write scenes in advance of the story and I can’t write several books simultaneously. I begin writing knowing my characters, the beginning, the end, and a few points I need to hit along the journey. How we get from one to the next I never know until it happens.
If you could travel through time to visit a special time period or famous person, what or who would it be and why?
I love the medieval period. All those castles, wars, men with long swords…YUM! Throughout history women have had very few rights and in medieval times this was the same. But sometimes a smart and determined woman has managed to arrange her life in a way that suits her and that’s where there are stories to be told. However, I wouldn’t want to stay there too long. Chocolate hadn’t been invented yet. Nor had the internet or antibiotics.
What has been the biggest challenge of your career?
Keeping going through the ups and downs. I’ve had a handful of bestsellers, and I’ve had other books that are still selling slowly and steadily years later. I’ve had a publisher close while I still had one book I hadn’t managed to retrieve from them when it went down. But when someone says they read my book and liked it, that makes everything worthwhile.
Tell us where we can find you on the internet.
Do you write every day?
I try to but like most authors I have a day job and a life outside of my computer so it doesn’t always happen. I travel quite a bit with the day job and sometimes end up places where there’s no internet or in situations where I can’t write. But mostly, I do write at least something every day.
Berengaria Brown Bio:
Berengaria is an award-winning, best-selling, multi-published author of erotic romance with over one hundred published digital, print and audio books. She writes contemporary, paranormal (magic, ghosts, vampires, fairies, dragons, and werewolves), futuristic, medieval, and Regency-set historical. She loves to read all different kinds of romance so that is what she writes: MMF, MFM, FMMM, FFM, MM, FF, and MF. Whatever the characters need for their very hot happily-ever-after, Berengaria makes sure they get it.
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
I'm participating again this year, which is my sixth year in a row. The only year I crossed the 50k finish line by November 30th was my first year, 2009, and the story I wrote will NEVER see the light of day. 0_o It wasn't even worth revising, so I've wisely relegated it to the dungeon of my computer's files.
So, for the past five NaNo marathons, I've fallen woefully short of the goal. This year I'm determined to reach the winner's circle. To accomplish this, I've changed my strategy. In years past, I arrived on November 1st with an idea and just went from there.
This year, I've taken the time to do planning and plotting, so I'm going in with more writing ammunition than before. If anyone wants to by writing buddies, look me up on the NaNo website as KayeSpencer. I'll buddy right back.
Until next time,
Fall in love...faster, harder, deeper with Kaye Spencer romances
Twitter - @kayespencer
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Halloween is coming and most people will be carving their pumpkins, putting candles inside and setting them outside on their porches. Did you ever wonder how this tradition got started?
Ancient people in Britain, Ireland and Scotland made candlelit lanterns out of different fruits and vegetables like turnips, apples, beets, potatoes and cucumbers. They carved scary faces in these fruits and vegetables and placed the candles inside, hoping the creepy lighted faces would frighten off evil spirits, especially on the night known as Samhain (now called Halloween) when the barrier between the dead and the living opened and spirits walked the Earth. American colonists realized that pumpkins made the best carved lanterns.
An old Irish legend says that the jack-o’-lantern was named after a real man called Stingy Jack who tricked the devil, forcing him to keep Jack out of hell. But God didn’t think he was good enough to get into heaven either. The devil condemned Jack to wander the Earth at night, his only light a turnip lantern lit with the fire from hell. The Irish named the eerie ghost Jack-o’-Lantern.
Another fun fact about pumpkins: In science, a pumpkin is classified as a fruit not a vegetable.
Kelley Heckart, Historical fantasy romance author
Coming very soon to amazon.com, The Bear Goddess, a re-telling of the Greek myth of Callisto, the nymph who betrayed Artemis. Sign up for my special notices newsletter to be notified of the release date.
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Sunday, October 5, 2014
I was so hoping that I wouldn't have to make this post again. But here we are, another year gone and still the need to raise funds to find a cure for breast cancer. If you're looking to help with the crusade, please consider purchasing a copy of "Knowing Pains: Women on Love, Sex and Work in Our 40's".
"Knowing Pains" is an anthology of funny, poignant, and surprising essays written by women from around the United States. The subjects of the essays are varied - from lovers to locker rooms to the chair in the hair salon. It's a fearless look at life from the fun side of 40 by many talented American writers. And the best part? When you purchase "Knowing Pains" you will be helping to support women in need of breast cancer treatment services. All "Knowing Pains" authors donated their work to support this worthy cause.
So come on, ring in October with a laugh. And help us spread the love.
And have yourself a very HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
Friday, October 3, 2014
MANLOVE FALL FANTASIES CONTEST
The summer may be over, but the heat is just beginning…
It’s that whimsical time of year again when the days grow shorter, the leaves are turning, and the fires are being lit. So why not make yourself comfy and spend your evenings snuggled up with some of the hottest MM romances around. Fall in love with the sexy men from some of your favorite Manlove writers. Join us daily to catch some amazing interviews, excerpts, teasers, and for your chance to win some MM magic of your own.
The contest runs from October 1st to October 31st. Each day a new author will be showcased, and each day you will have a chance to enter to win our grand prize of a brand new, just released Kindle Fire HD with an eBook loaded on it from every author in our contest. We will also be offering 2nd and 3rd prizes of swag/gift baskets with carefully chosen items from our wonderful authors.
So, come visit every day to discover which new book is being added to the Kindle and leave a comment to enter.
Rules of the Contest:
You may enter once per day, but only once per day. Each day the contest runs from 12:01am (PST) to 11:59pm (PST). Once that day has ended, no further entries may be added for that day. You must wait for the next day to enter again.
To enter every day, you MUST comment every day, on that given day. Any entries added after the 11:59pm (PST) cutoff time will not be entered.
You MUST leave your email address in your comment or we will have no way to contact you if you win. Any comments left without an email will not be considered.
You may only win one prize.
Winners will be chosen on November1st and announced on the blog.
Here's the link: http://manlovefantasies.blogspot.com/
Two men. An explosion of lust PG13 Excerpt
Blurb “Strung Tight”
After a scorching night of sex and sin, two men need to make a decision in their lives.
Jeff works nights playing guitar at a strip club. Pete works days as a tour guide. Neither man is happy and both search for fulfillment. Can they find it in each other’s arms?
While the sex is great, and the orgasms body shaking, how can their relationship survive if they’re separated by time? Surrendering to wild emotions is easy. Real life is messy but the fight for love is worth it.
EXCERPT PG13 Strung Tight
The two men gazed into each other’s eyes. Lust exploded like a visible force, and Jeff took two hurried paces to close the gap between them. Pete stepped into Jeff’s embrace and wrapped his arms around the taller man’s waist, lifting his face for a kiss.
Jeff gently pressed his lips to Pete’s, then swiped his tongue along the seam of the blond’s mouth. He opened and Jeff slid his tongue inside, enjoying Pete’s taste of coffee and mints and something spicy.
He trailed his tongue behind Pete’s teeth, and along the insides of his cheeks, then tangled it with the blond’s in an erotic dance, before sucking his tongue into his mouth.
They didn’t break the kiss until both of them were breathless. Even then Jeff nibbled on Pete’s lower lip and ran his hands up and down the man’s spine, wanting to get closer, needing to be inside him, right now, but not wanting to seem to be rushing or coercing the blond.
Jeff pulled Pete’s shirt up, stroking the soft skin, loving the feel of muscles and bones and sinews moving under his touch. “Take it off,” he whispered hoarsely.
“You too. I liked the look of your chest in the club.”
They broke apart a few inches and shed their shirts. Jeff took Pete’s hand and led him to the end of the trailer where he sank onto the sofa and pulled Pete onto his lap. Teasingly, Pete rubbed his ass across Jeff’s cock, making him groan. “If you keep that up I’ll get zipper burn!”
Pete stood up. “Well, take your pants off. I’d like to see your cock.”
“Together. We’ll take them off together,” replied Jeff, standing as well.
It took Jeff a few minutes to get his boots and socks off and Pete watched him. Pete had bare feet inside his loafers, so that part of the program had taken him all of one second.
They stood facing each other, hands on belts, and, like the dancers in the strip club, they slowly undid their belts, pulled them out of the loops, dropped them to the floor, then unzipped.
Pete remained still and watched as Jeff spread the fly of his jeans wide, displaying dark blue briefs. He put his hands on his hips and nodded to Pete.
Pete’s pants were a lot looser than the jeans Jeff was wearing. Just as he’d hoped, when Pete opened them, the pants slid to the floor, leaving him in his tighty whiteys.
Jeff pushed his jeans down his legs and stepped out of them, then hooked a finger in one side of his briefs. Pete mirrored his actions, stepping out of his pants and sliding the underwear down an inch or two on one side.
Turning forty-five degrees, Jeff slid his briefs off his butt, leaving it exposed, but his cock covered. He turned his head over his shoulder, watching to see what Pete would do next.
Pete turned his back to him, dropped his underwear to the floor, pushed his ass out, and bent his knees, displaying his puckered rosette for Jeff. It was the sexiest ass Jeff had ever seen, the hole a deep pink, beckoning him to sink his aching dick in it. Below the yummy anus, in the gap between Pete’s legs, his balls hung, and Jeff had to lick his lips and swallow hard, they looked so delicious. He couldn’t wait to get them in his mouth.
But wait? Was that the edge of a tattoo showing on the inside of Pete’s thigh? God! What other treasures was the blond hiding? And he had a little secret yet to display himself. “Turn around,” he ordered, hoping not to sound as needy as he felt.
“Drop your pants and we’ll turn together,” suggested Pete, his voice alive with laughter.
Jeff turned his back on the other man, pulled off his underwear, and looked over a shoulder, resting one hand lightly across his hot, hard cock. Pete had straightened up and was looking across at him.
Jeff couldn’t help a huge grin spreading across his face. This man was perfect for him. Hell, he hadn’t had this much fun in a year, and they weren’t even in bed yet!
“On the count of three. One.”
“Three!” they both called together turning to face each other.
It was a tattoo! A swirling tribal pattern, spiraling and twisting and turning from the upper inside of Pete’s left thigh, across his groin and lower belly, to just below his bellybutton. It was a maze of black and blue and red lines, an intricate, yet clean, pattern that drew his gaze unerring to the man’s cock. And what a beautiful cock it was. Red and thick and long, pre-cum already beading in the slit of a fat, flat head he couldn’t wait to suck. “Very nice,” he managed to say.
Pete’s gaze was glued to Jeff’s cock. He didn’t even look up when he said, “I’ve always wondered what one of those would feel like inside me. It’s a Prince Albert piercing isn’t it? Damn but I’ve hit the jackpot tonight.”
“I aim to make sure you’ll come harder than you’ve ever come before,” said Jeff, pulling Pete into his arms and rubbing their cocks together.
Pete lifted his face to be kissed, wrapping his arms around Jeff’s waist and rubbing his nipples across Jeff’s chest. When they broke apart from kissing, Pete whispered, “I don’t think I can wait any longer. I need you inside me, now.”
“That’s what I want, too.”
Buy Link: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/products/Strung-Tight-by-Berengaria-Brown.html
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
I'm excited to share the news that Prairie Rose Publications will release TWO Halloween-themed western romance anthologies on October 2nd: Cowboys, Creatures, and Calico - Volumes 1 & 2.
The stories run about 15,000 words each, so they’re perfect for reading in one sitting. But fair warning, once you read the first story, I’ll wager you won’t stop there. ;-)
They are available in print and digital and are available for pre-order here:
Cowboys, Creatures, and Calico Vol. 1: http://amzn.com/B00NVX5Y2C
Cowboys, Creatures, and Calico Vol. 2: http://amzn.com/B00NVXNT5G
My story, For Love of a Brystile Witch, is in Volume 2.
Here is a teaser of the haunted readings:
Until next month,
Fall in love...faster, harder, deeper with Kaye Spencer romances
Twitter - @kayespencer
Sunday, September 28, 2014
When I think of vampires and other supernatural creatures, I picture them in time periods without electricity and other modern technology. I think of candlelight and moving unnoticed through darkened paths or streets. I have a hard time thinking of vampires or others of their kind in a modern setting. I don’t think creatures like that belong in modern times. But maybe that’s just me.
I prefer to write about these otherworldly creatures in Medieval and earlier time periods. I have numerous supernatural beings in my stories like faeries, shapeshifters, Greek vampires, a vengeance goddess and in my soon-to-be released series set in Bronze Age Arcadia, I have centaurs, nymphs, werewolves, blood-drinking creatures and a crow woman. But that being said, I’ve started a story with vampires, werewolves, witches, gods and faeries in a modern setting. I want to show how difficult it is for these creatures to exist in a modern world.
One of my challenges is whether or not my magical beings can work magic in a world with cell phones and computers. Does technology interfere with magic? Does technology weaken them? These are a couple of the reasons I feel that supernatural beings are out of place in a modern world. I wonder how they can move about without being captured on a camera. I suppose vampires wouldn’t be caught on 35mm film, but what about digital photographs?
It seems I have a lot to think about as I work out this story.
Kelley Heckart, Historical fantasy romance author
Two mortals are caught in the midst of the battle between the Titans and Olympian gods.
Buy links on author website: http://kelleyheckart.com/daughter_of_night.html