Ghost Hunter Sandwich, Anyone? Tales from the Coffin. TAGS

by JoAnne Kenrick

Are you ready for Estella and Lucy? Because I have a feeling they are more than ready for you!

22nd May marked the date when book one, Strange and Beautiful, was set loose in ebook stores across the world, and all were introduced to the snarky zombie and the scarcastic vampire who hide in the basement of their home in the dead center of Britain's most haunted city; York, England.

Now it's time for another installment of the goings on in the world of Estella, Vampire Queen of the Rejected and Lucy Rot her zombie lover and sometimes-faithful lacky.

29 June marks the date when Tales from the Coffin book two releases. As per Decadent Publishing's awesomeness, it will be available in most ebook stores....

And this will be the release of my very first menage story. I can hear my mum's cry of shame all the way from across the pond ;) Sorry, Mum! But this story had to be written. Estella made me do it. And Lucy twisted my arm.

Tales from the Coffin is a series with a story within a story. In each edition,  we follow the adventures of Estella and Lucy--The Bone Cruncher will often make a mysterious appearance, too. The main story visited in each book is building toward a HEA, and the story within the story is a short erotica as told by either Lucy or Estella. As they've both been burned by love, you can bet neither story will be all champers and wedding bells. Often, these books can gruesome and just plain old snark and smexy. I class them as horror/urban fantasy/never afters.

So if you're looking for a change in the paranormal romance pace, all wrapped in a sexy-snarky little package, Tales of the Coffin is for you!

Book Two, All the Pretty Faces (did I tell you this was my first menage story yet? if not, well...this is my first menage story!) is told by Estella and features three TV ghost hunters who find things go BUMP in more ways than one when the show is over, and their ghostly tale is interwoven into Estella and Lucy's world. I feel I should warn; not only is this a super smutty story, but it's also pretty gross. No spoilers, but it's the first time I ever cringed while writing a scene, and feared for the characters I'd created. One of which will be back in book 5.Let's leave it at that. Estella is a bad influence ;)

BUYLINKS

BOOK TWO, All the Pretty Faces

Estella is on edge. Why? The Bone Cruncher wants to collect his debt early. What's a girl to do? Get her zombie lover to do her dirty work for her of course, while she entertains you with tea and a ghost hunter sandwich....

MidNight, a paranormal magazine show, transformed Lindsay from a jittery legal assistant into an almost famous TV presenter. Ghost hunting was the last job Lindsay ever expected to see herself doing, or loving. Best of all, the show had helped her face fears; the dark, and her own shadow. If only she could conquer Walker, too, her long time just-good-friends buddy.When her co-host Debra puts an offer of a threesome on the table after a live filming at York Castle Prison, Lindsay takes it into careful consideration. A menage with Walker and her nemesis will complete her confidence trip. But when things start going bump in the night, will three be a crowd?

WANT TO LEARN MORE? Tales from the Coffin NEWS over on Paranormal Romantics [inspiration for how I went to the dark side with this series] and Pop Culture Divas [full excerpt from Strange and Beautiful]

FOR AUDIO READING, EXCERPT, AND TRAILER CLICK HERE

COMING SOON

Tentative Release: August 2012

& Book Four, Treacle and Treason

a Guy Fawkes special due for release October 26th

Here's the series trailer AND the Coffin WIDGET. Lots of things to click on, so enjoy exploring!! http://talesfromthecoffin.blogspot.com

  

The Secret to Romance

by Brenna Zinn

Buy GOING DOWN HERE

Romance, love, and great sex.  The perfect trifecta.  The triad we all desire, whether we admit to it or not.

There really is a secret to creating this all powerful trinity.  I believe, innately, we all know what that secret is, though in the heat of the summer, we tend to forget about that pearl of knowledge.

What is the secret?  It's effort.  Yep.  Pure and simple.  Effort is the secret ingredient to creating romance, finding love, and intimately (hallelujah!) great sex. 

But wait.  Are you skeptical of my answer? Need some food for thought?  Then chew on this.  What is the most romantic day of the year?  Valentine's Day.  The day when everyone is aware there's a level of expectation from one's love interest.  This level of expectation is what prods us all to perform.  To go forth and put in additional effort into our relationships.  The effort may materialize in something as small as a thoughtful gesture, say holding the door or pulling out a chair for the one we love.  Maybe something a bit more symbolic like offering a special someone a single, long-stemmed rose.  Perhaps the effort is more of a grander scale. Picture a candle-lit bedroom, champagne chilling, rose petals covering a plush bed, and what's this?  A mask, a length of satin sash, and a French tickler?? Oh you naughty, naughty boy.

I think you get my point.  In February, the month dedicated to love, romance, and (shhh, don't tell anyone) sex, we generally put more effort into our relationships, enriching them.  But why wait for one month in twelve to put the effort into your romance?  Why not do it every day?

How do you think your loved one would feel if they found an unexpected card professing love in his/her car?  To have a cup of coffee waiting by the shower while your loved one gets ready for the day?  To come home and find you naked under a trench coat and a bed prepared for amore?   If you think they would feel the spark of romance, the electricity of love, and the desire for great sex, then you're probably right.

Give it a try and let me know how this works out for you.  As a married woman with almost twenty-three years of marriage under my belt, I can tell you I do this myself - daily - with much success. 

And if you're looking for a little of the Valentine's Day spirit to inspire you, consider reading Going Down, my sexy (and I mean SEXY) story from The Edge series.  If this doesn't get your engine revving, then seek emergency medical help because you might be dead. *grin*

Once the door closed, Steven reached over me to push the Ground Floor button on the control panel, pressing his huge, six-foot something body against mine. For a crazy moment I wanted to poke at his stomach. Nobody really had rock hard abs. Surely the wall of steel pushing into me was a result of wearing a bulletproof vest, not spending hours in a gym.

“I don’t think we’ve ever been introduced. I’m Steven Cayden.”

Little did he know, I not only knew his name, but thanks to the internet and the insignia on his military uniform, I had also figured out Steven Cayden was actually Lieutenant Commander Steven Cayden, a member of the United States Navy Seal team. A highly decorated Lieutenant Commander that.

Heart pounding enough blood into my brain to cause a seizure, I verbally stumbled over my own name. “I...I’m Michelle Bishop.”

He lowered his lips to my ear. “It’s nice to finally meet you, Michelle.”

Hearing him say my name with his captivating voice had my stomach doing more flip flops than an Olympic gymnast on the uneven bars. The crazy way my body reacted, he may as well have said, “I know you’re wearing nothing but a bra and panties under that coat of yours. I’m going to rip that sucker open and tear your thong off with my bare teeth.”

But before I had a chance to utter a word, the lights went out and the elevator came to a screeching, bone-shattering halt. Suddenly the world was quiet and pitch black.

Typical Ménage Fun

by Sascha Illyvich

My latest EDGE story from Decadent Publishing involves one hot, yet overworked guy, and his loving best friend.  Mark's workaholic habits have prevented him from seeing the subtle and not so subtle signs Treasure has given him indicating her desire for more than just friendship.  And she'd remained unaware of his hidden passion to have his hands all over her luscious body while he's buried deep inside until they both end up in a sweat covered climax.

When he shows up at her apartment, the last thing he expects after issuing her a dare to make him pay attention to her, is for her to actually carry out her threat.  When she shows up in front of him wearing sexy lingerie, the fun begins. Then things get hotter as a second, sexy friend of hers joins the fun and the three end up exploring the limits of each other's bodies.

EXCERPT:  

Mark looked at Treasure, wishing he could just fall asleep in beautiful pools of her eyes. Or swim naked with her. 

His cock hardened uncomfortably in his trousers.  Could Treasure feel his arousal?

Did she know the depths of wickedness he'd love to explore with her?

He fought a yawn from the overbearing heat and length of his flight.  Closing his eyes, he leaned back in the chair and let out a breath.  The hectic schedule his travel required of him would exhaust anyone. 

The fact that his property was in Kingwood, he had to fly into Houston Intercontinental and then drive all the way back to Sugarland where Treasure lived added to his building fatigue, but hell, he’d do anything to see her standing before him, looking at him with a hidden mischievous grin and her hands on her hips.  Nipples would ache for him and jut out proudly while her oh so kissable lips moved.

“I’ve got all sorts of ideas, babe.”

“I’m sure you do,” she nodded.  “Just come to bed when you’re done.”

She walked away, ass swaying from side to side with each step she took.  Hands reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head before she disappeared, leaving him with a view of tanned skin, no bra and the need to slake his own primal needs tonight.

“Damnit!”  Mark knocked back the drink and slammed the glass on the table.  He certainly didn't look forward to the next few weeks of very long Saturdays despite being so close to achieving his financial goals.  Not if Treasure intended to taunt him with hints at her naked flesh. 

He had to do something about his raging erection.  Maybe a cold shower.  Or maybe a long, hot shower featuring Treasure stepping into the large tub with him, setting her delectably round ass against his cock and coating his dick in her juices would... 

Sadly, Mark showered quickly, ignoring his hard on.  He dressed in pajama bottoms, a tank top that showed off his muscular arms and pale skin.  Bedtime included a nightcap, a large one designed to knock him out so he’d sleep without dreaming of Treasure’s body blanketing his while her pussy milked the life out of him. 

Mark slumped back in his chair, head hanging forward.  He took a sip of bourbon, let the liquid burn his throat before he took another longer swig.  Sitting up, he looked over the now neatly organized stack of papers

“Treasure?”

His lips curled upward. 

The bedroom door opened.  “Mark,” The soft lilting of her voice reignited the spark of arousal. 

Mark set his glass on the desk and waited.  “Yes dear?”

“It’s bedtime.  Come to bed.”

She sounded needy. Another man would have missed the subtlety of want in her voice.  “I have things to do before bed first.” 

“Then I’ll come to you.”  Her voice dripped with unmistakable husky lust. 

Mark arched a brow. 

A moment later, Treasure appeared before Mark wearing a black see through teddy that flowed out at the bottom with lace trimming and barely reached the top of her thighs.  A scrap of lace hid both nipples and obscured his view of her sex.  Dirty blonde hair fell around her shoulders in loose curls, bouncing with each step she took towards him.  Hands started at her shoulders, smoothed down her arms, over full breasts and down her round stomach until stopping at her hips. Treasure stuck one leg forward, took a tentative step closer to Mark and stopped mere inches from him. “Well?”

His jaw dropped.  He blinked several times to make sure he was seeing right before focusing on her expression. 

She frowned.  “You think I’m fat.  I knew it.”

“No!” He stood and took her hands in his.  His stomach tightened from the contact while his cock stirred against his pajamas.  Blood pumped faster down south and his mouth went bone dry.  “No, that’s not it. It’s just…just…wow Treasure.  I’ve dreamed of this for years.”

“What do you intend to do now?”  She tilted her head and her mouth curled into a wicked grin.

BUY TREASURE'S GIFT HERE

Sam & Cody's HEA

by Ann Mayburn

Have you ever wondered what happened to the characters of a book you loved after the story ended? Did you try to imagine what their future is like, if they’re happy, if they stayed together? I do this all the time while reading my favorite books, and I even do it for books I’ve written. One couple that stayed with me and begged me to write(yes, I talk to the people in my head) their story were Cody and Sam. 

They are the hero’s in my M/M romance short story, Want, about a love so strong that gender ceases to matter. Cody thought he was as straight as they come, loved women and they loved him back. Then he met the handsome stonemason, Sam, and his whole world turned on its axis. I won’t go much more into their story than that as I don’t want to ruin the book for those that haven’t read it, but I often found myself daydreaming about what their life is like after Want ends.

 

When the opportunity came to write for ‘The Edge’ series I couldn’t think of a more appropriate book to write than a small peek into Sam and Cody’s world. In ‘Cherish’ we get to spend one magical evening with the men, their honeymoon. Yes, it’s super duper hot, but I really hope the story also shows the love between these two men.    Everyone deserves love, everyone deserves an HEA, and I don’t think that desire is any different between two men, a man and a woman, or a woman, a man, a man, a man, a man, and a transvestite. ;) 

I do hope you enjoy this short story and for those of you that have read Want, returning to spend some time with some old friends.

 Leave a comment for a chance to win a copy of Want. And then read Cherish to find out what happens next for Cody and Sam!

The Vampire's Plaything

by Ashlynn Monroe


What would you do if you found yourself helpless and vulnerable for the most attractive man you’d ever seen? Zoe finds herself a naked captive of a vampire and impossible memories of two men surface in her mind. Passion overcomes her as the long suppressed need for these men turned monster’s touch rekindles something from another time inside her, and makes her a willing plaything for these dangerous but sexy creatures.

He spun her roughly to face the wall. Pushing her against the cold stone, his hands became gentle, caressing her back. From her shoulders to the flare of her hips, her skin came alive under his touch. The twisted chains held her arms higher. She jumped at a sharp, stinging slap on her bare ass. The contact had been anything but tender.

“I just hurt you. Now are you afraid?”

“No.”

He slapped her again in the same spot. It stung. Zoe whimpered, but the desperate lust grew hotter.

“Do you believe in second chances?” he whispered, his breath cool on her ear.

“Everyone deserves one,” she replied.

He made an angry sound. She turned, untwisting her chains. Zoe watched him step away. His back was to her. She could see the sinew and muscle. His skin was taut. She longed to run her hands down his body. There was a sorrow in his posture. He slouched a bit. Zoe imagined the man didn’t let just anyone see him with his guard down.

“Not everyone,” he muttered, his shoulders slumped.

“Why do I feel like this?” Why did he feel so familiar? She’d never felt so comfortable naked with another person. faced her again. A deep frown marred his features. She ached for him, for the sadness that hung over him like a cloud heavy with rain. The strange emotions she felt for him, were like echoes of a past she couldn’t remember He faced her again, torment in his expression. Sighing, he opened his mouth as if to speak, revealing sharp fangs of the color of old ivory, but she wasn’t afraid.

   “You are the most dangerous creature on this Earth. I should destroy you. You are the one that could destroy me.” His dark eyes narrowing, he ran the pad of his thumb down her cheek.

**Leave a comment about your favorite vampire (male or female!) and you may win a free copy of Ashlynn's new release, 

The Vampire's Plaything**

Meet The Doms of Club D

NIGHT OF THE DOMS
The Doms of Club D ~ Book 1
by
ERYKAH WYCK

Take one submissive with separation anxiety.

Add one master who has never wanted to settle down.

Mix in three Doms with specialties that make peoples toes curl.

And you have a recipe for Sex, Bondage and Orgasmic release.

Can Reyes heal and restore Ginny’s sense of security? Or will the night of the Doms prove too much for her to endure.


EXCERPT

But first she had to prove to him as well as to herself that she could trust again. After a quick glance at the clock on the wall, he stood. His heels clicked on the tiled floor, echoing through the Spartan room. With the exception of the St. Andrews’ Cross, and the chair he’d vacated, only a daybed sat in the corner. Unlike the voyeur rooms on the main floor, this was a private space on the lower level of the club. A bouncer stood guard in the hallway to ensure the privacy of the guests within.

She tilted her face in the direction of his sound. He held his hand centimeters above her skin, close enough to feel her heat. He would see if she could prove to both him and herself she had the ability to trust. After a year of working and earning her faith, everything came down to what happened now. Did she have the confidence in him to take care of her needs and wants, to be what she required, and to know that her submissiveness to him would be cherished as a supreme gift?

Leaning over her, he whispered, “Do as you’re told and trust in me.”

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Why are we so Kinky?

By Erykah Wyck

So what is that all of a sudden we seem to be so kinky? Or is it all of a sudden?  Erotic Literature has been around for a long time, just look at the Kama Sutra which was first published in the 3^rd century. And all these BSDM fetish clubs that are everywhere? Well those go back a long way too.  The most famous being the hellfire clubs though the really famous ones sprung up during the regency period history tells us they were around 200 years before that. ATLEAST.

So why the sudden openness of many to tell what used to be kept behind closed, if not private, doors.

My theory is that women and men are always curious and now with the advent of the Ereaders, where you can read anything you want without anyone knowing what you are reading, it makes it easier. No one can see your cover, no nosey cashier to lift an eyebrow over your choose of reading material, just click and there is you book.

Then there is the onslaught of so many online places, FetLife being the big one, where people with like fetishes can all meet, chat and converge.  Getting your kink on has never been so easy. Just remember with anything you need keep it safe. 

So go out explore your inner fetish, whether it be a spanking, a whip or a rope. Whether it be in a book, on line or in person. Be who you are. Enjoy your life and don’t be afraid to ask for what you want.

Night of the Doms

On Sale NOW. Buy it HERE

Take one submissive with separation anxiety.

Add one master who has never wanted to settle down. 

Mix in three Doms with specialties that make peoples toes curl. 

And you have a recipe for Sex, Bondage and Orgasmic release. 

Can Reyes heal and restore Ginny’s sense of security? Or will the night of the Doms prove too much for her to endure.