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Kiki Howell's paranormal romance novel At War In The Willows will be free for ONE DAY ONLY on Amazon!

Really, who doesn't want all those yummy alpha shifters, werewolves, witches, and vampires wrapped up in a sizzling hot, edge of your seat, scintillating tale of romantic paranormal suspense, right? We know what readers want! ;)

Be sure to grab your free copy of this spectacular paranormal romance today, May 13th, 2015, only! Don't be the only one to miss out!
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And, because we know you will love this fabulous author with her ability to weave worlds you just want to "crawl" into with characters filled with such depth and emotion, we are sharing the buy link and synopsis information to Ms. Howell's newest, bestselling release (Top 100 on Amazon), Salem's Revenge (Book 2, Salem Series) and it's predecessor, the bestselling paranormal romance, Hidden Salem! 
Genres: Contemporary, Paranormal, Romantic Suspense, Occult Horror

Salem's Revenge (Book Two, Salem Series): 
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Blurb:
In this sequel to the Amazon Bestseller, Hidden Salem, the story resumes one year later, another present day October, in Salem, MA. Filled with the same cross of pagan and paranormal elements, as well as suspense and occult horror weaved into Book One in the Salem Series, Book Two also contains touches of romance, giving readers a sweet addition to the spells and rituals.
Denise Daniels came to Salem, MA to be in her best friend, Makayla’s wedding, but her matron of honor duties find her confronting more than she bargained for. In her first moments in Witch City, she’s greeted by a corpse used in a gruesome reanimation ritual.
Without warning, the final week of wedding preparations becomes mixed with a quick introduction to Wiccan practices, including necromancy used to communicate with the dead, as attacks by a mysterious, new coven seeking revenge increase. Denise soon becomes immersed in things she never expected, including automatisms—drawing elaborate pictures of two women in red cloaks in the woods—a pretty impressive feat for a girl who has only drawn stick figures prior.
As Denise tries to find her place in this world of magic, she discovers her own connection to the Salem of 1692. And, while losing the battle to save her heart from a romance that can never be, she ends up fighting to save her life.

What readers have said about Salem's Revenge:
“This was a great witch story. More emotional and scary than the first book. While I was reading it was feeling a little overwhelming with the vivid narrations… Definitely, this was a book that you can’t put aside.” 5 Star Amazon Review

Hidden Salem: Salem Series Book One at a SALE price at:
Amazon  or Barnes & Noble

Blurb:

Amazon Top 100 Bestseller in Paranormal, Ghosts & Suspense 

Intuition alone brought Makayla to Salem, MA in search of a story, but her research has her confronting more than she bargained for. With her empathic gifts stronger in Witch City, she physically suffers, landing her literally unconscious in the arms of both Noah Ayers, local cop and Dylan Baines, local history teacher. Yet, it is Lauri, a witch who owns a local shop, who teaches Makayla about who she is and what she can do. 

Unfortunately for all of them, Makayla also stumbles upon a coven in the woods practicing a dark magic ritual. Now they are after her, threatening her life and the lives of those she has quickly come to care about. Immersed in things she never expected, like an old legend and necromancy due to residual hauntings, the race is on to stay safe from the coven and protect her heart from a certain sexy cop. 

But, is Lauri correct in thinking Makayla might just have encountered the only real witch in Salem in 1692? And, do they share the same bloodline? 

About the Author

Ever since she was young, Kiki Howell has loved to listen to a well-woven tale with real characters, inspired plots, and delightful resolutions. Kiki could spend hours lost in a book, and soon she knew that creating lives, loves, and losses with just words had to be the greatest thing that she could do. To that end, she pursued her study of literature and writing, earning a bachelor’s degree in English. She then followed in a Master’s program in Creative Writing.

She has now had over forty stories published between eleven different publishers.  She could not be more thrilled or grateful to see her creations polished and out in the real world. In May, 2011, Kiki was chosen as an Ohioana Book Festival author for her novel, Torn Asunder. She's also had three flash fiction stories win writing contests. In the fall of 2013, her novel, Hidden Salem, made the Amazon Top 100 Bestsellers Lists in Paranormal, Suspense and Ghosts; and in the fall of 2014, her novel. What Lies Within Us, made the Amazon Top 100 Best Sellers Lists in Gothic Fiction and Occult Horror.

You can find out more about Kiki at:

Website http://www.kikihowell.com/

Blog http://anauthorsmusings.blogspot.com

FaceBook http://www.facebook.com/kikihowell

FaceBook Page https://www.facebook.com/pages/Kiki-Howell/22225069684?ref=hl

Twitter https://twitter.com/KikiHowell7

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Blurb
Book One In The Bad Things Trilogy

**** Warning: Dangerous Were-tigers are on the prowl in this kinky BDSM environment with a powerful Female Domme, male slaves, and some female on female play. The elements of consensual sexual punishment and torture contained within the pages of this Trilogy could leave you worked up, trembling and begging for more. It's addictive! ****

Be very afraid…
There truly are bad things in this world…
Monsters rule the darkness…

If you had a chance at immortality, would you take it? What if it meant giving up all you know and your very humanity?

There are horrible acts going on behind closed doors that should never see the light of day. After all, creatures rule the night, praying on our every fantasy, our every weakness. They consume what doesn’t belong to them. Sex is power after all. Be very afraid…

For influential Domme, Anastasia Lucard, the world as she knows is about to change. Bad Things, a well-known kink club in Charleston, South Carolina, is embroiled in a nasty fight with the Healing Souls - a haughty group of Christian faith believers. But, the powerful men aren’t the sons of God. They are monsters fighting to regain control of not only the entire town, but also Anastasia and her Were-Tiger Pride. And they will stop at nothing to get what they want – including slaughtering innocent humans. Brutality and blood is what they crave.

Can Anastasia stop them before an ancient curse annihilates mankind? And at what price?

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Chapter 1: Blue Moon House by Angelica Dawson

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Chapter One – Sophia

Julia gazed around the room as Harry secured both her arms behind her back with soft ropes. The dark velvet padding that insulated the walls from sound, the racks that held implements and toys, the giant bed before her–the room had become familiar after nearly a year, as had his cool touch and the sight of the scars on her pelvic bones and thighs. Their first night together had been one that rivaled all others. The second time, however, was the night she’d never forget: the night she’d signed herself over as his submissive and was sworn never to share with anyone not associated with this House about what happened within.

The first time he bit her, tasted her blood, the pain and pleasure had been beyond her comprehension. She had been free to leave, as she had always been, but she must keep their secret: the vampires of Blue Moon House.

She hadn’t left. She’d come back to Harry weekly, to have him bring her more pain, push her harder, test her soft limits, approach her hard ones. He had torn into her, burned her, bit her, cut her, and fucked her for hours and hours, never stopping until she begged with her safe word. She had been sure he would stop sooner, that he would see how hurt she was, how badly she needed rest, but he never did. He hurt her more, fucked her more, and violently choked the very breath from her.

That was the only other time she'd had a reprieve without crying maximum–when she'd lost consciousness at his hands. It had happened many times more in the last few weeks. Once he had actually drank from her until the blood loss made her faint. Only once. Blue Moon House had victims, but they were few and far between. The last, she had learned, had been years ago. Accidents weren’t uncommon in the BDSM community, and those here were less frequent than other dominants had. Unfortunately, here they were fatalities. She had survived that night, spending the next day taking iron supplements, eating and drinking what Harry brought her, building her strength back enough for work on Monday. She was a little woozy walking into the office that morning, but nothing unbearable, and even that had passed with the work week until she was eager to return to Blue Moon House on Friday night.

Although she’d only met Harry, Julia knew there were more vampires in Blue Moon House and had visited with some of the other submissives over breakfast in the morning, sharing stories and showing scars. Tonight, she would be at the mercy of one of the others.

Harry tested his knots and then pushed gently for her to kneel. She obeyed the command without hesitation. “She knows your limits and your safe word. She will explain when she comes.”

“She?” Julia’s eyes went wide. Lesbian sex was a soft limit for her, and one Harry had tested by bringing another submissive in with her. This time, however, Julia had no warning and the woman would be her Dominant.

“Silence,” a female voice came from behind her. Julia didn’t know if Harry had left or was still behind her, but she bit her tongue, her lip trembling. “You will listen and not speak.” The woman moved to sit on the bed in front of Julia. The submissive kept her eyes down, on the woman’s bony ankles and pale, white skin. She wasn’t wearing shoes.

“Look up. I want to know that you understand me.”

Obediently, Julia raised her head, taking in the red corset and panties the woman wore, her long, black hair falling over her shoulders and her brilliant, sapphire blue eyes. “You know what we are. Harrold has made a request. Of necessity, we keep our numbers small, but he wants to keep you.”

Julia’s eyes widened and her mouth opened. “I—”

“Silence,” the woman reminded her. “I am Sophia, the eldest of us. It is for me to weigh this request, and for you to choose if you wish to join us or not. We would ask much of you. First, that you sever all ties with friends and family. If you choose to stay, these next weeks will be the last you see of them. You will be kept in seclusion for a decade or two, long enough for everyone you know to have forgotten you or moved on. Second, you will become Dominant. We are occasionally submissive with each other. We were all submissive once. After all, to feed, we need the complete trust of our partner. You will have to know that you hold their life in your hands. You understand.” It wasn’t a question, and Julia didn’t answer in either case, but her face surely showed her understanding and continued disbelief. “The last, is that you live with us, forever. You may come and go, work outside the House after your seclusion, but you would be part of our family, part of us. To keep our secrets, we stay together. It is much to ask, and a great deal for you to give.”

Julia started to say she would give it willingly, but Sophia held up a hand. “You need to think about it. There is much to consider, for you and for us. After all, we would like to know who is joining us.”

Again, Julia understood. She knew why she was being given to each of them, but Sophia explained aloud. “How better to know the nature of a person than at the moment of complete surrender? Remember, for you will not be able to think about it now.” Sophia rose and moved behind Julia, taking her by the hair and pulling her to her feet.

Pressing Julia’s face to the bed, Sophia’s hand came down hard, making Julia wince at the stinging. Then there was burning as Sophia’s teeth broke the skin of Julia’s left buttock. Another spank and another bite.

“Tell me you are prepared,” Sophia demanded.

“I-I am,” Julia stammered. Harry had instructed her to take extra iron and over-hydrate in anticipation of being fed upon this weekend. She expected Sophia wouldn’t be the only one to bite her. All these bites were quick though, small blood loss. Julia was sure the purpose was to put Sophia’s saliva into the wounds. It had an aphrodisiac effect, making Julia start to sway her hips as she became more aroused, hotter, wetter. Sophia indulged her, fingers stirring her pussy only to stop and spank her again for several minutes, long enough for the edge of pleasure to recede into pain. Then, Sophia would bite again and resume fondling.

The spanking was followed by a more thorough fucking, and then by a flogging. Most recently, Sophia had used a wand, vibrating Julia to orgasm. Julia was covered in sweat, shuddering. Her legs collapsed, and Sophia’s hands alone kept her from falling down. She replaced the wand with a new toy, a rabbit, held inside her by a harness. Sophia turned on the settings and held Julia’s legs as the toy began to rotate and vibrate.

Julia clenched and the toy jarred, slowing its turning, and Sophia raised her eyebrows in question of the defiance. However, as soon as Julia relaxed at all the straps pulled it back in. Julia bit her tongue, pulled against the ropes on her arms, screamed freely, but the toy didn’t budge, didn’t cease. After a while, Sophia turned up the setting.

Sophia’s blue eyes filled Julia’s swimming vision. Her last command had been to look at her.

Julia's throat was hoarse from screaming in pleasure, in pain; her chest heaving with the effort of her vaginal contractions, pulling her diaphragm, her thighs; all of her was consumed by the continued climax. Julia whimpered, licking her lips, her mouth dry.

“There you are,” Sophia murmured, and the grinding suddenly stopped.

Julia fell, sliding to the floor around Sophia’s legs. The vampire picked her up easily and laid her on the bed Julia had been leaning against.

“You are beautiful, Julia. Remember, you don’t have to join us to continue to come here. This is not an ultimatum, only a choice.”

Julia sighed as Sophia slipped an ice chip between her lips. Holding it in her teeth, Julia let the liquid run over her tongue and down her throat while Sophia wiped her down with a cooling, wet cloth.

Julia was nearly asleep as she heard Harry speak to Sophia, the heavy, gruff timbre to his voice soothing her. “So?”

“Who do you plan to give her to next?” Sophia asked him. The cloth swept between Julia’s breasts, then under her arm.

“Jocelyn.”

“You plan to go through all the women first, despite her discomfort?”

“If she decides not to join us, I’d rather know sooner than later.”

If Sophia answered, Julia never heard it.

Are you a "Willing Sacrifice" or do you "Whisper on a Scream"?

Author Cree Walker

            Today I’ve been invited to tell you a little more about myself and my writing. First things first I am a paranormal erotic romance author published by Naughty Night’s Press. My first release was in February of this year and my latest book release was this past July and I hope they are the first of many.  

The two books I currently have published with Naughty Nights Press are titled, Whisper on a Scream and Willing Sacrifice. They are books one and two of my Sugar and Spice werewolf romance series. Now if you’re a diehard Vampire fan I ask you to at least consider this…can you imagine that you’ve lived a life of abandonment and pain and the only thing you’ve ever been taught is abuse and hate until one day you meet the man of your dreams? He’s kind, loving, and he’s quite capable of killing anything that may ever threaten to hurt you again. Your safety means more to him than his own. He’s willing to die to save you from your world and his. This is how Sugar’s story begins.  

  

http://www.amazon.com/Whisper-On-A-Scream-ebook/dp/B007B30F3G/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1348003070&sr=8-1&keywords=whisper+on+a+scream

http://www.amazon.com/Willing-Sacrifice-Sugar-Series-ebook/dp/B008LX6UFM/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1348003104&sr=1-1&keywords=willing+sacrifice

I am also signed with Naughty Night’s Press for an upcoming Hot Shot’s short entitled Cougar Hunter. This is my first non-paranormal release. It is the story of a thirty something year old woman who’s fallen in lust with the twenty one year old man hired to build a foundation under her home. It is a laugh out loud account of Lynn and her hesitation to sate a deep almost rapacious need for this young man’s affections while he’s in his sexual prime as she’s just coming into hers.

My next full length novel soon to be released is titled A Winter’s Grave. This is the story of Ceres, a newly made Reaper who’s not only having trouble keeping a day job but she’s realizing she’s not very good at her night job either. She and her 12 pound hellhound, Titan stumble from one misadventure to another while trying to piece together a forgotten memory of who she was in life holding off the sexual advances of the head Reaper of her house. He’s shown his interest in her but their jealous Demon mistress has warned Ceres to look elsewhere in the name of love. Ceres is the perfect comic relief to this story of death, slavery, forbidden love and paranormal mystery.

My current works in progress are, book three to the Sugar and Spice series and book two of my Reaper series. Sugar may have ended the war and found true love but her twin daughters are coming of age and these books describe their very different journeys into becoming adults and making their own sacrifices in the name of loyalty and family.

I also have another book that is nearly finished but not part of any series. This book is a fun mix of paranormal romance and comedy. The idea for this book came to me in a dream. I’d only slept two hours of sleep before I had to get up and write it down or risk forgetting it.

 Maple Lane Manor Home for Retired Supernaturals. I know it’s a mouthful. In this story our main character Maple, has just inherited her grandmother’s retirement home and its colorful group of longtime residents. Maple has taken on the task of bringing the aged manor back to its former splendor while saving it from being foreclosed on by her high school arch nemesis, Stacy. Oh and did I mention the sex demon handyman she’s accidently hired? Well he’s set his sights on Maple and he’s patiently waiting for her to satisfy his appetite.

To see updates on these and other works in progress check me out on facebook or visit my blog at http://www.creewalker.wordpress.com   

Posted on behalf of author Cree Walker

Welcome to Hump Day Delights with Naughty Nights Press

 
Monday Madness and Mayhem describes the start of every week at NNP. The weekend has come to an end while real life once again begins to intrude, reminding us that though we love to be engrossed in fantasies--the mundane must be appeased. A very tumultuous day for everyone concerned.
Hump Day Delights on the other hand, has to be the most longed for day at Naughty Nights Press. We have slowly inched our way up from Monday Madness and Mayhem, to find ourselves at the beginning of a climactic race for the end of the week with Friday Fantasies. Hearts pounding, knees trembling, glistening beads of sweat slowly making a trail down smooth, soft yet firm flesh
Naughty Nights Press or NNP as it will be referred to from here on in, has had  a fabulous past two weeks.

August 31st saw the release of Kiki Howell’s newest book--Mystical Mayhem. A paranormal shapeshifter erotic tale that will hold you spellbound to the very end.

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Synopsis of Mystical Mayhem by Kiki Howell
When rogue shifters capture Aiyanna, a Native American Indian with a Dragon Spirit, she finds herself tied to the wall of a cave, about to be the sacrifice in their twisted sex ritual. Their intention is to conceive another Chimera, the legendary paranormal superman of Alaska. What the group didn’t plan for is the real Chimera, Xander, coming to their sacrifice’s rescue.

In this world gone mad, where paranormal creatures who once lived secretly on the fringes of society are currently joining together for evil purposes, indecision reigns. As lines are drawn, war ensues, and personal struggles mount, Xander is called to join a Special Activities Division of the CIA. Decisions must be made even as the mystical mayhem continues around them.

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September 1st NNP were proud to announce two new releases. Blue Moon House by Angelica Dawson and the third installment in the Campus Sexploits anthology--Campus Sexploits 3: Naughty Tales of Wild Girls in College.

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Angelica Dawson gives us in Blue Moon House lots of paranormal--kink, BDSM, lgbt and spankings--just to name a few.

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Synopsis of Blue Moon House by Angelica Dawson.
Julia has the chance to become one of the vampires of the Blue Moon House. Before being accepted, however, she must prove herself to each of the vampires, and each has their own exacting cost. Ranging from lesbian, to being forced, to physical torture, she is pushed to her breaking point time and again. Eventually her perseverance pays off and she crosses from submissive to dominant and vampire.

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Following in the tradition of Campus Sexploits and Campus Sexploits Deux--NNP were very excited to bring together another talented group of authors, who tease us with naughty tales of wild girls in college.

Synopsis of Campus Sexploits 3: Naughty Tales of Wild Girls anthology.
Campus Sexploits 3 is the third book in a series of anthologies all about the fantasy fun days of youth. Four naughty, college/university-themed, erotic short stories to tantalize and tease the senses, while giving readers a little taste of the wickedly erotic worlds these four fantastic authors can weave.
Worlds of incredible, earth-shattering, sexual freedom involving college or university students and the kinky antics they participate in.
Worlds you can just feel yourself fall into...

Authors:
Tanith Davenport - Assume The Position
Scarlett Black - The Librarian
Angelica Dawson - The Highest Bidder
Liz Adams - Squirting Secrets

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Sneak Peak!
Now what better way to finish this off, than by sharing the cover’s and synopsis for two books being released on September 14th.

We have for your reading fantasy, the synopsis of Delena Silverfox’s new book,

Of Hallowed Fiends and Darkest Fortunes.

She was the spoiled only child of a wealthy country lord, with a reputation as "used goods.”
After rumors of her running wild at night with a commoner in taverns, Anya is drugged and forced to wed the Duke of Eodel, the wealthiest and most powerful Lord in the kingdom. When he strips her naked and whips her through the streets of Eodel for the marriage procession, she is humiliated. After weeks in his dungeons, her defiance is exhausted and she despairs at her fate. Once she is delivered to her nuptial suites and locked inside, Anya comes face to face with the darker side of her new husband.
He is a cynic and a sadist.
More than his reputation was on the line when the Duke of Eodel wed the lowly Earl of Allimor's strumpet daughter: untold wealth was his for the taking. All it would cost him would be to wed a wild, spoiled brat in the habit of throwing tantrums when she didn't get her way. In his cruel instruction he finds the pleasure he always derived from a woman's pain as she slowly broke beneath his ministrations, but with Anya he finds something troubling. As she goes deeper into her own surrender, her beauty and passion move him...

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The second release for September 14th is by the author of such books as Seeing Red, Dream Job and Finding Paradise...Abby Hayes.

The Fights of Summer by Abby Hayes

Synopsis:
James, Carl and Dane live together under the guise of being just roommates and nothing more. But, even as roommates, James doesn't feel he belongs with them sometimes. Carl and Dane are MMA fighters, two boys pulled off the streets, while James, on the other hand, was raised with what Carl and Dane would refer to as middle class normal - their joke.

James supports the two fighters he loves by attending all of their fights. The brutality of the cage fights is just something he has adjusted to. He doesn't mind it rough at all though when one of his lovers wins and comes home all hyped up for sex, which is more naked wrestling in their apartment.

Their tense situation changes dramatically when Dane is hurt in the cage. James just can't understand why Dane is fighting so hard to get back into the cage where he almost died. Will James' confusion make him the permanent odd man out, or will he eventually learn enough in play to make him understand his lovers' drive to fight?

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The third book being released is the final installment of the Something New On The Menu series by phenomenal author Rawiya. Once again Rawiya has combined food, male on male action with a healthy dose of mirth thrown in for excellent measure.

Naughty Nights Press is proud to present Sugar Daddy by Rawiya.

Sugar Daddy by Rawiya

Synopsis:

Matthew Davidson wants a MAN! The setting shifts away from the America’s to Britain where Matthew and his childhood friend, Devon Peartly attend a cooking school to obtain their cooking certificates. The young man wants a partner so badly, he decides he’ll try an online dating service in hopes of finding a black man that can take care of and satisfy him romantically.

He finds that man, Antwon Bantu on an online dating site and is instantly intrigued. Little does Matthew know that Antwon is involved in a “convenient” marriage and is seeking a younger partner so he can finally get on with his life. Instead of confessing the truth, he decides to hide it, fearing he’ll lose the chance with Matthew if he informs him. To complicate things, Antwon’s wife claims to be in love with him. Antwon must choose what’s more important; loving Matthew or saving his impeccable reputation as a top barrister in the London courts?

Which will he choose?

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The Vampire's Witch is Free for Three at All Romance eBooks

The Vampire’s Witch, Book 1 of At War in the Willows trilogy

FREE FOR THREE AT ARe

Synopsis:

The Willows is a resort town run by vampires, werewolves and witches. Here, their true identities are kept secret from humans, and intimate relations between the individual clans are strictly forbidden.

When it becomes known that the vampire Amberlyn has fallen in love with the werewolf Kane, the tedious line of their co-existence has been crossed. Caught in the crossfire of this revelation, Drake, the vampire clan leader and Amberlyn’s maker, is killed along with an innocent witch. These deaths spark a series of horrific events leading to an all out War In The Willows.

In Book 1, The Vampire’s Witch…Amberlyn’s vampire brother, Isaac, always one to kick ass first and deal with the consequences later, kidnaps a witch, Winter. He intends to find out what type of retaliation the witch clan is planning against the vampires and werewolves. In doing so, he finds so much more then he bargained for.

By Book 2, The Vampire’s Wolf…Isaac and Winter devise a plan to try to get the Elders of the clans talking peacefully. But, things don’t go as they’d hoped, and the fighting between the clans becomes more devious – deadly. Now, Devin, another vampire of Drake’s making, steps in to help pick up some of the pieces.

When Book 3, The Vampire’s Human begins, it is Devin who hides the biggest secret; he’s in love with a local human. In a moment of desperation – of love – Devin sweeps this human, Sara, away to his home in order to keep her out of harm’s way.

Unexpected close encounters, bodies ripe with need, and situations beyond their control lead to forbidden relationships. Now three vampires, a witch, a werewolf and a human must ride along the edges of the rules. They will attempt once unthinkable romantic entanglements despite all those who oppose their relationships, while fighting for their lives as well.

With the Willows full of violence and bloodshed, meetings and magic amiss, will the clans ever be able to find peace among them again? Or, will this war destroy the Willows?

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The Vampire’s Witch by Kiki Howell

Excerpt:

One draw of blood into his mouth, and her hips violently trembled. She cried out, but rather than sensing her pleasure, he felt she was casting a spell on him. Her magic poured over him, through him like blood through his veins. He felt her climax as it traveled deep into his groin, filling the area with pleasure. His cock was rock hard, waves of contractions flowed through him. Thoughts, not his, entered his head, my Goddess, Isaac Roberts, just made me come! Fuck me Isaac.

He pulled back. Staring at her, he only realized he’d left the wound marks open on her thigh when blood dripped onto his leg. He licked over tiny holes to seal her flesh, to let it start to heal, before turning back to confront her.

“You did that on purpose. You pushed thoughts into my head.”

“Yes. Mind games. I’m a witch. I’m brilliant at them.”

“But, so easily. Can you hear my thoughts?”

“If I wanted to, I could control them. You vamps don’t fear us for nothing. But, I wouldn’t do that to you. I think you know that. I think you can feel enough of me, of my magic, to know I’m not a threat to you.”

Isaac nodded, looking at her body, her skin glowing in the light of the few lamps that were still on. He realized he’d slept with the light on last night; his face exposed no less. As well, he’d slept like the dead with a stranger in his bed, unprotected. However, the realization brought him pure power rather than vulnerability. Usually, he cared little for life, but right now, he wanted to live it. Question was, could he live with that kind of change?

Like a lion over its prey, he came over her, his body feeling heavy as it met her softness from head to toe. He kissed her gently – for the first time – taking his time to savor the feel of her lips on his, her tongue rubbing along his fangs.

“I taste not only my own arousal, but my own blood.”

“Damn, that was one sexy sentence.” He smiled down at her. And, damn but he could get used to this. A connection, love at first sight, mortal enemies, he just could no longer deny or resist any of it no matter how dangerous or stupid it was.

Moving his hips, he nestled his between hers. The hard, tight, head of his cock met her warm, wet, softness.

“Am I too cold?” he whispered, as he felt her shudder again.

“No, not too cold.”

When she smiled, his heart – the one that no longer beat, but lay dead in his chest – felt like it came alive for one moment. He reached for the blanket on the bed and pulled it over them, hoping to keep some of her body heat in it. He felt deliciously warm. She made him feel so alive, like a true man again. He couldn’t control her thoughts and didn’t know how to send his own to her, as she’d just done to him, so he spoke instead. His fear of rejection outweighed by his pleasure.

“You make me feel so alive again, I swear my heart beat. I feel your warmth, not only in your blood running through me, but every place we touch. For so long, I’ve hardened myself from the world, taking some physical pleasures, but denying any existence of humanity inside myself. That is, until last night when I held you in my arms, carried you across town. You saved me, ten years ago and now. I didn’t know it until just this moment.”

“You’ve saved me too.”

“From what?”

“My solitary existence, even if for just one night if that is all this can be.”

He swept his lips over hers, their smiles coinciding with each other. He entered her then, pushing his length inside her body, feeling her inner walls adjust around him. She practically purred. Their initial slow rhythm became frenzied quickly. Her inner walls gripped him as he moved in and out of her. Her fingers dug into his back. He felt her power swirl around them again, and her voice came across clear in his mind.

Bite me, Isaac. It’s all right. I know you want to.

He did. His fangs piercing her neck sent him over the edge. As her blood flowed into his mouth again, his seed shot into her – void of life, but strong. She quivered around him, tightened and loosened, milking him of every last drop of his come as she came herself.

After healing her wounds with his tongue, he bunched the blanket more in between their chests to protect her from his chill. He moaned when he slipped from inside her. He knew though, that the lost connection would have been worse, if some part of her didn’t still envelope him with her energy.

“Better than I ever dreamed it could be,” she said as she looked up into his eyes. He knew they were still dark, but she didn’t look away. “I could probably heal your face now, with a spell, a few herbs. Not that I care what you look like, you’re beautiful. But, I feel guilty, like I might have done this to you.” Tears slipped from her eyes, tiny knives into his heart, which was just now coming alive.

“No. Don’t feel like that. You’ve already healed something in me that I didn’t care until now was even broken.”

A sound in the distance, the feeling of his family drawing near, had him moving her with lightening speed into the closet; the only hiding space in the whole damn place save for the bathroom.

“There is a door behind this wall. Get in there so they don’t feel you. I’m sorry.”

He left her there, saying something like a prayer to god only knew who, that she would be safe – remain hidden. Although, he knew already, he would protect her to his death. A vampire and a witch? No different than my sister with a werewolf? This was his last thought as the main door opened, and he shoved her nightgown and what was left of her panties under the sheet on the bed.

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She Wields a Mean Whip...

Happy Thursday from Cassandre Dayne. Some call me wicked while others call me willful. The truth is I have many sides to me from playful to naughty, sensuous to gentle and yet what most like to see me as is a Domme. I tend to write about more characters in which the women are subs in the relationship. Perhaps that's because I have a bent personally that is more submissive. However I do look good in leather with a whip in my hand. But that's an entirely different story. Or is it?

In penning Bad Things - the trilogy, I decided I would take the concept of exploring my rather dark Domme side out for a sexy spin. Anastasia is a tough woman, having lived in a man's tough world and owning what some would call a deprived business deep in the heart of the conservative and very religious South. Bad Things is a club catering to every level of kink you can imagine and the customers might just surprise you. She's also a member of a Were Tiger Pride, and one being targeted by not only human monsters but those who truly do go snarl in the night. Releasing today, I hope you enjoy a taste of Bad Things - Hunger. Oh and be very, very afraid...

BAD THINGS - HUNGER

At precisely eight-thirty Anastasia heard Jasmine’s lilting voice as it floated into her office. The girl was always enthusiastic with new clients but she seemed somehow a bit more so tonight. Chuckling, she thought about just how hard she was going to whip the girl for her desires. She waited as patiently as she could as she heard Jasmine follow through with her routine, showing the newbie around their office. While only accepted clients were allowed to see the rooms behind the majority of the closed doors, they were allowed access to the quaint session rooms and the main salon which was adored with a fully stocked bar, plush seating, a computer the guests could use and of course all the media they could handle.

It was her way of keeping them playing in the sandbox for longer. The information Devon found on Trenton proved to be more than useful. He had a colorful past and one might say a touch dubious. He certainly had shied away from his previous life marrying an upper crust socialite from one of the best families in Charleston. Anastasia couldn’t help but wonder what mommy and daddy would say about their son-in-law’s admitted hungers.

She licked her lips and stood, smoothing down her silk dress. She’d changed into red, her signature and power color, and made sure she wore her tallest heels. Anastasia was after all the woman in ultimate charge. Even if Christian Sowers believed he was. As she heard Jasmine’s voice edging closer, Anastasia turned off the main light so only the ambient glow of her torch lamps filtered throughout the room. The effect always seemed to sooth clients who were at minimum nervous at first. Tonight she suspected Trenton Parker would be cool as a cucumber as least in the beginning.

She knew all too well that the sessions not only titillated but terrified many. Each man and woman tended to be very honest on their applications and sometimes brutally so. They were asked key questions to really learn what were the truths and lies and in almost a hundred percent of the cases she was very accurate. Unfortunately many weren’t truly ready to have all their fantasies fulfilled, which became a constant worry.

“Mistress Anastasia. We have our expected visitor.” Jasmine’s voice carried into the room.

Anastasia turned slowly and instantly knew the stunning man was the very one she and Kristoff tracked a few nights before by the combination of his scents alone. He was indeed breathtaking with his shoulder length dark hair and either Italian or Puerto Rican decent. She could easily see why Jasmine was as smitten with the man as she was. There was something about his ruby full lips, made for kissing, that even gave her a thrill. Gazing down the length of his body she could sense he was a man of style and enjoyed living the finer aspect of life. He was also nervous given the heightened level of testosterone he was giving off. “Mr. Parker.” She knew she had the advantage with the dimmer lights but she could see every hair and every tic he made given her keen vision.

“Trenton, yes,” he said as he gazed around the office.

“That will be all for now, Jasmine and thank you. I’ll let you know my decision in a few minutes after I’ve had time to ask Mr. Parker some questions.”

“Very good, Mistress.” Jasmine nodded before retreating back. She gave Trenton a cautious look before closing the door.

Trenton let out his breath and turned to face Anastasia. “She’s as beautiful up close as I imagined she’d be.”

“She is a true delight and I couldn’t do this without her. I understand you’re an attorney and work in the building?”

“Yes, I’m a partner in Braxton, Parker and Sampson.”

“Please come and sit so we can talk more comfortably. Can I offer you a drink?” Anastasia purred as she patted the top of the leather sofa.

“That would be wonderful,” he said quietly as he moved to the couch.

“What would you like, Mr. Parker and please, there’s no need to be nervous.”

“Who said I was nervous?’

“Your shaking legs and the musky scent of your wafting desire.”

Choking, Trenton eased down onto the sofa and wrung his hands. “Okay, you got me and I’ll have whatever very strong alcohol you might have.”

Anastasia smiled. There was something refreshing about the man and for some reason she didn’t think he had any idea about what he was involved in. “Johnny Walker on the rocks?”

The drink of choice seemed to surprise him. Nodding, he grinned, instantly more comfortable. “A woman with discerning tastes.”

“You have no idea, Mr. Parker.” Pouring the drinks she sighed as she handed him a glass. The instant their fingers touched she could tell he was more than hot and bothered and also that he was under duress. “I read from your information you’re married and yet curious about several kinky aspects. Have you talked with your wife?”

“No… yes…” Trenton laughed as he wiped his face. “She’s a sweet and lovely woman but I don’t think my particular needs encourage a strong relationship.”

“Your particular needs. That’s said like you’re ashamed.” Anastasia moved to the couch and as she sat down she kept her eyes pinned on him. The man was nervous as hell.

“I’m not… well, I certainly don’t want to post my desires out on the Internet. That’s for sure.” Taking a sip of his drink he looked at anything and everything but Anastasia.

“Wanting to experience kinky acts isn’t weird or depraved. In truth, my belief is that only few people will allow themselves to fully admit and certainly try what they long for. So many are stymied by what they perceive as a failure of their make up simply because they want something a bit more erotic than perhaps most. But I can assure you that there are few who don’t crave something more than vanilla sex.” As she crossed her legs she watched his expression carefully. Trenton was indeed soul-searching. This might be part of his job but the man wanted much more than what he was getting in the bedroom at home.

“That’s an interesting way of putting it. You’re probably right.”

“Probably? I studied with some of the finest sex therapists in the country and the one thing they taught me is that everyone hides behind a mask. The few who allow their inner beast, if you will, out are much happier,” Anastasia said, choosing her words carefully. Testing him, she couldn’t see a glimmer of any recognition in his eyes, which might allow her time to figure out what was going on.

Nodding, he swirled his drink and finally stole a glance in her direction. “That’s true. That’s very true. I love my wife so please don’t get me wrong but I need more and I wish I was the kind of man who could tell her.”

“And you think Bad Things is going to help you?”


So tell me darling children, do you think I resemble Anastasia just a tiny bit?


Purr and kisses   xxx


Cassandre


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