A romantic #humpday #MWTease from December, Siren Publishing release, Candle Magic, #fantasy, #erotic fairy tale


MWTease comes from 'Candle Magic' releasing in December 
from Siren Publishing

When Simi finds a pretty old candlestick among the discarded props in the company storeroom, she never imagines it will grant her dearest wish. There’s something mysterious about the carved candlestick, but Simi is drawn to it. She’s saved a red candle from a box she bought years ago in an antique shop, and intends to use the candlestick to hold the last candle and make her solitary Christmas lunch more festive. It’s Christmas Eve, there’s sleet in the wind, Simi slips, but Jason catches her. Who is Jason? Where has he suddenly appeared from in the night?
Simi looks into the eyes of this gorgeous man and sparks fly …

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The wind whipped strands of her hair across her face and she limped along. “I don’t have far to go now. I can manage. You must have somewhere to be.”
Jason sighed deeply.
The sound traveled over Simi in a wave. It brought a wash of regret that she’d suggested this gorgeous man stop helping her and leave. She looked up into his eyes and saw sadness.
“I have nowhere to be. It’s Christmas. I’m free to be with you if you want me. I’m no threat. I’d love to help you … at least to your door, Simi.”
Her longing to have a man like him with her for comfort, help, and maybe more, seeded acceptance and trust in her heart. She gripped his overcoat as she leaned into him again trying to excuse her outburst about flattery. “I’m not used to knights in shining armor.” She limped off again and he walked with her, his arm around her almost lifting her from her feet, his pace slowed to give her time to accommodate the lack of a heel on one shoe.
“I’ve not been that for a long time.” His murmured words brought a smile to her lips and she took a deep breath, deciding to talk with him as they made their way to her apartment. “Have you been to a party or something?”
“I’ve been …” He told her, but dipped his head as the sleet became heavier.
Simi didn’t hear the end of his sentence. It was whirled away by the weather’s onslaught. The wind made the icy rain slant into her overcoat collar. She cuddled against him.
Jason stopped walking. He gave her a gentle smile. “We’ll be frozen and saturated by the time we get to your place.” Then he picked her up in his strong arms and cradled her to his body. “I’ll carry you.”
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014, Siren Publishing, All Rights Reserved
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We're 'Getting it Right' on the blog today as Christi Williams drops by with a pre-release blast for her sensual contemporary Western romance #giveaway

Pre-release book blast
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Getting It Right
by
Christi Williams


Last of a long line of agrarian witches, Selene Pertunda thinks she will never meet the right man...until with the help of a little magic, she finds Beck McNeal.

Named for the Goddess of Desire, can she dream of lasting happiness with only one man?
   Selene Pertunda has no trouble attracting a man. She just can’t seem to find the right one. From abusive husband Robert to tattooed bad boy lover Kevin, Selene draws men to her like bears to her honeypot. The problem is that none of them proves to be a good fit.
   Sure she will never find a shared happiness, Selene has no way to suspect she’s drawn the attention of a powerful goddess. So she scoffs at the idea that the handsome man who begins to  play a large part in her life could be her destiny. After all, what could worldly, educated Beck McNeal want with a small-town girl like Selene?
   Selene and Beck try to their best to resist the inexplicable mutual magnetism flaring between them. But can two ordinary people avoid the decree of the Goddess of Desire?

Getting It Right is the first novel-length work in the Wyoming Series of contemporary romances by Christi Williams.

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Other books by Christi Williams:
   "To the One I Never Forgot" is a short story that launched the Wyoming Series. Gianna and Zack were too young for love when they were separated. Now, all grown up, can Gianna be reunited with the one she never forgot?
   Christi Williams is also the author of two novels and a novella in the Hawk Point Romances series. Take a Chance on Love is the story of the chance encounter of widow Chancie de Leur and hot Wyoming Highway Patrol trooper Micah Taylor. Perilous Promises is Perris and Noah Dalton's story of recovery from breast cancer and the effort to revive their formerly wonderful marriage. The novella Clay's Quest is the tale of a hot Wyoming cop who comes up with a wacky plan to save his marriage when he just won't accept that his beautiful wife wants to find someone else to father her baby.

Christi writes sensual, entertaining love stories of unforgettable modern Western men and women. Readers say...Sensual: "Taken a touchy subject and made it heartfelt and humorous, but she's made it H.O.T.!!" Humorous: "Cracked me up!" Love: "To be loved like that!" Stories: "Character driven fiction."


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Laurin Wittig drops by the blog with 'MacAlister's Hope' a Scottish #historical #romance #giveaway

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Kieron MacAlister has always loved Fia MacLachlan, a wee fey lass he met years ago who, with her sweet smile and surprising insight, changed his life. When he comes face-to-face with the beautiful woman she’s grown into, can he convince her to change her life, too?

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“Fia can go with you,” Elena said. Fia’s breath hitched. “Nay, I am needed here, at least until after the bairn is born and you are recovered.” Elena took her hand and gave it a squeeze. “I shall be fine. The midwife can look after me.” Fia wanted to shake her head, but she nodded instead, swallowing all of her arguments for why she should stay. ’Twas her duty to do as the chief and the lady required. “I will go.” “Do you share the Lamont gift?” Tavish snapped, jerking Fia’s attention back to the two men who stood closest to her and spoke for their clan. “Nay,” Fia answered with a lift of her chin, “but I am well trained as a healer.” “Fia is expert with herbs, far more than I am,” Elena said. “She has a canny way of knowing which will best serve those she treats, such as I have never seen before.” Elena reached out and pulled Fia close, wrapping her arm over Fia’s shoulder in a gesture that had always made Fia feel safe, while at the same time Elena skewered first Tavish, then the other man, with that same motherly glare that made even grown men cower. “She is more than capable of tending your chief in his illness.” Elena’s words of praise eased some of Fia’s concern over leaving her foster mother when the bairn could come at any time. “Aye, I will do all that I can for your chief, but I have one condition.” Elena tightened her grip and Symon turned to face her, irritation and concern filling his eyes. Fia wiggled free of Elena’s grip and took her hand again. She smiled at Symon, knowing he could not glower at her when she did that, and indeed his gaze softened. “I will need to return to Kilmartin within a ten day. If you cannot promise me that, then I will not go with you.” She took a deep breath, unused to going against Symon or Elena’s wishes, but she hoped this was enough of a compromise to keep everyone happy. Fia could feel the knots in her shoulders loosening now that she had set her own requirements on the deal. “But she does not have your gift.” The words came out as a growl from between Tavish’s gritted teeth. Fia could see the man next to him tense, as if ready to do battle, though he had not so much as gestured toward his dirk or his sword. That was when she noticed that he held something in his hand, rolling it in his palm as if he calmed himself with it. She looked up at his face carefully for the first time and realized he was familiar to her, though she could not remember from where she might know him. There was something about his eyes…nay, she could not place him. Elena tilted her head and smiled, glancing at Fia and drawing Fia’s attention back to the conversation. “Nay, she does not have the Lamont gift,” Elena agreed, “but she is very talented in her own way, and you do not have a choice. Fia can go with you to tend your chief—your father—” she added pointedly, “and be returned here within a ten day, or you can leave here with a tincture that may or may not be what your father requires.” Tavish started to respond, when the other man simultaneously reached out and gripped his shoulder, as if to stop him from speaking, and dropped the thing in his hand. Fia watched as a perfectly round, milky stone rolled to rest near Elena’s feet. Fia scooped it up, for Elena could not even bend over these days. She dusted the pretty stone off on her skirt, then held it out for the man but he did not take it from her. “Do you think you can heal him, Fia?” he asked, saying her name as if he, too, remembered her, though she still could not remember why she knew him. She looked at Tavish, holding the stone out for him to take as his companion did not seem interested in it anymore. “I do not ken,” she said, needing to be truthful with him and herself, “but I will do my best.” The palest pink whispered along the milky white ribbons within the stone, surprising her even as she heard the other man let out his breath. “But you must promise to have me back here before Elena’s time,” she said, though her eyes were still on the stone that was once again milky white, “whether your father is better or not.” Elena plucked the stone from Fia’s hand and held it up to the pale sunlight, gazing into it with a bemused look upon her face. “I believe she can heal him,” Elena said, still gazing into the stone, while pink once more whispered through it. Fia gasped. Elena looked at her for a moment and quirked an eyebrow as if asking if Fia had seen what Elena had. Elena lowered her hand and held the stone out to its owner with a mysterious sort of smile playing over her lips. “’Tis a beautiful stone. It reminds me of a tale I once heard about the Cailleach Bheur, the mother of winter, and a frozen tear that held the truth of her heartache. You should not be so uncareful with it.” “Aye, my lady,” he said quietly. “I have heard that story, too.” He swallowed and smiled. “I am afraid I have a bad habit of fiddling with it and dropping it betimes,” he added, tucking the stone into a pouch at his belt. “Fia’s skills will be most appreciated.” Tavish sucked in a loud breath. “She will do as she says,” the other man said to him, “I am sure of it.” Tavish said nothing for a long moment, then nodded. “Very well. If we cannot have the skill of Lady Elena, we will take Fia with us to tend my da.” Fia and the other man winced at Tavish’s less than grateful tone. “And return me in a ten day.” Fia narrowed her eyes and pressed her lips together. She had no intention of budging from Elena’s side without this assurance. “We promise,” the other man said when Tavish did not.
 

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MacAlisters Hop - Author PhotoLaurin Wittig writes Kindle Top 10 bestselling and award-winning Scottish medieval romances. She has been obsessed with her Scottish heritage since her first visit to Scotland when she was eleven years old, and was thrilled, years later, to discover Scottish romances. Since then she has had the good fortune to bring her own Highland stories to readers around the world.
 
 

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#Coverreveal from #MM romance author Iyana Jenna, 'Slippery Slope'


Coming from JMS Books – November 2, 2014
Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance
Length: 20K

Actors Ethan Grey and Alex Haynes were gay but in Hollywood they couldn’t be that open unless one, they were willing to be typecast as gay guys in their future movies or two, their boyfriend was a prominent producer. Since neither Ethan nor Alex was willing to or had a producer boyfriend, they took another path, hid their relationship and had a pretend girlfriend.
What they did might work for Ethan but not Alex. He screwed up big time to the point of losing his job and the chance to get another in his own country. His manager finally found him a job across the pond where he met Nathan Wells.
Nathan Wells could be the prominent producer Alex Haynes needed to further his career despite being an openly gay actor. Wells was gay himself but there was something Alex didn’t realize about him. Wells was obsessed with him and would do anything to keep Alex from getting away from him.
Nathan might want Alex for himself, but had the love story between Alex and Ethan really ended or would Ethan finally find a way to get to his boyfriend?

Preview Excerpt:
The last episodes of a season were always crucial, and so intense they often extended the shoot just to maintain the momentum. It was almost two in the morning and Alex had to struggle to keep his eyes open or he’d easily slip asleep as the next shoot was on a bed.
Alex eyed the one holding him by the throat and sudden weariness overwhelmed him. These long hours, the disagreement between him and Ethan, and this—this bloodthirsty evil that was all over him—it was all too much.
“Get off me,” he hissed, sounding so much in character that other people didn’t have the slightest idea he wasn’t acting at all.
The bad guy laughed, sounding pleased with himself, and tightened his fingers around the column of Alex’s neck.
“Nothing you can do now, hmm?”
Alex glanced briefly to the side of the bed where Ethan was, shivers running down his spine, watching Ethan being held down, too. He couldn’t tell what the shivers were about, though. He grunted when the man jerked him back to face him.
“Your partner can’t help you. He wouldn’t even if he could.”
“What?” he squeaked.
A moment later the throttling vanished and Alex felt the wire connected to the leather harness under his boxers jolt and tug him up. This was the moment when in a couple of minutes he’d be dragged up along the wall and stretched out against it, acting as if he’d been crucified, arms spread out and chest bare. Alex felt like a side of beef strung up in a butcher’s freezer but this was worse because so many people were staring at him. Ethan, too, for sure. And suddenly he couldn’t breathe. He began to hyperventilate and his own hands closed around his neck now, clawing, scratching, fighting for air.
“Cut, cut!”
Alex could recognize Ethan’s panicked voice amidst the fog surrounding him.
“Alex, Alex, talk to me, man.”
He blinked–never felt himself being lowered back down to the bed.
“Alex.” Light slaps jarred him more awake and suddenly all he could see was Ethan.
“Leave me alone,” Alex scrambled up, shrugging a hand off his shoulder.
“Alex, are you okay?” The director of the episode strode toward him. Worry cut deep creases in his face.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Alex rubbed a hand over his face. “I guess I’m just exhausted. Sorry. Can we try again?”
“Nonsense.” The director turned to the crew. “That’s a wrap for tonight. We start again tomorrow night.”
Alex smacked his lips together. He couldn’t believe how relieved he was to be able to scram away from this place. And from Ethan.
Alex didn’t say anything during their ride home, he didn’t even say goodbye to Ethan when they reached his apartment and he hopped out of the van. All he wanted was sleep.

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#SexySnippets from #erotic romance, Cafe in the Park. Emily is teased.

Sexy Snippets are seven sentences, taken from a work in progress, or published book, brought to you every Sunday.
Today's #sexysnippet is from recent Siren release, Cafe in the Park, currently on tour with a giveaway

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4 and a half stars from Love Bites and Silk

"...his is a heart-warming story laced with doses of steam and a dash of suspense...Loved it."

Seven sexy sentences:


Emily’s eyes grew heavy with lust. She struggled to keep them open as Chris traced his fingers down her stomach to tease her clit. His light touch gave her shivers and she pressed toward his fingers wanting more, wanting them inside her.
He eased her panties down her thighs.

She wanted them off and took them down to her ankles to step out. When she stood again, Chris gazed into her eyes as he slid his fingers into her wet, throbbing pussy. Another wave of need washed over Emily and her pussy clenched around his fingers, so cool, so sexy.
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014 Siren Publishing All rights reserved


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