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2012-02-08T12:09:00.001-08:00

Due to inactivity, I'll be shutting down this blog at the end of the month.

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13 Bloody Days of Kiss'mas is on!

2010-12-11T09:03:00.000-08:00

13 Days of Bloody Kiss'mas Extravaganza 2010 is on!

There are many great prizes to be won and daily giveaway, but here's a small hint of what you're playing for from me:

It's going to be a frolicking fun ride to the end - so says the "Red Hot Erotic Fiction Mistress" - ME! Love that title!

Go read the directions, share the contest, and enter, often, at Paperbackdolls.com!

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
http://www.tillygreene.com/

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I Don't Have a Fetish!

2010-09-15T09:23:00.000-07:00

That's what I'm talking about today during Cynnara Tregarth's BDSM Week on Selena Illyria's blog.

Stop by, check it out, and read the other articles as well - it's all very interesting.

http://selenaillyria.com/2010/09/tilly_greene-fetish/

See you there!

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
http://www.tillygreene.com/

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Unbound Passions: Sealed Desires OUT NOW!

2010-08-19T10:48:00.001-07:00

Unbound Passion: Sealed Desires OUT NOW!

Blurb:

Van has sealed his incubus nature away, denying himself pleasure and happiness. Despite his past pain, he desires elven princess Belle. Keeping her at arm's length is all he can do to keep his hungers in check.

When Belle finally decides to let go, release her inner vixen and seduce Van, how can he resist?

But when he turns the tables the question becomes who is seducing who?

Buy Link:

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1433

Excerpt:

Unbound Passions: Sealed Desires

Selena Illyria

This e-book file contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language which some may find offensive and which is not appropriate for a young audience. Changeling Press E-Books are for sale to adults, only, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers.

Van stood as still as he could, but the sensations running over him made it difficult. Silk caressed his skin. Slivers of softness rushed up his arms and down his back to tease the crack of his ass. Shivers of pleasure skittered along his nerve endings as the silk slid between his legs, teasing his balls and the underside of his cock. Up his belly the fabric went, until the strips ran over his nipples. He cried out as a tongue lapped at the hardened nub, first one then the other, followed by the brief pain of a bite. Lips were randomly pressed against his back, the cheeks of his bottom, his thighs, stomach, chest and neck. Liquid desire dribbled down his cock as his desire grew. He wanted to come, needed to release the pressure building inside him.

A hand wrapped around his thick, blood-heavy shaft. Nimble fingers squeezed just under his cockhead, drawing out a harsh shout of pain. His oncoming climax was stopped, just out of reach. He drew in a deep breath. The scent of lavender and arousal surrounded him, teasing his nose.

"No coming. I didn't tell you yet," a soft feminine voice murmured. The tone so low and husky, it helped fan the flames of need higher.

Van's fangs ached. They had distended as soon as he'd entered the room. The sharp points pierced his lower lip, reminding him that he needed to feed on blood. Her blood.

"Shhh, I know what you need, what you want," she whispered. Soft lips pressed butterfly kisses on his chest.

"And I can give it to you if you'd just ask."

He shook his head.

"You refuse your need?" She chuckled.

Van opened his mouth to reply, but all sound was cut off when she lapped at his nipple, setting off sparks of electricity that shot straight to his groin. A moan escaped his mouth. The hand's grip loosened. Leisurely she stroked him, drawing out more drops of pre-cum. The thick trails of liquid need slipped down his cock, adding to his ecstasy and ache.

"Yes. I can take anything you dish out," he growled through his teeth. In truth, he was so close to losing control, it scared him. He didn't normally allow himself to be tied up like this. In fact, he wasn't sure how he'd gotten this way. One minute he'd walked into the suite ready for another night of pleasure, and the next he was on his knees before her. Belle. At the thought of her name, he groaned aloud.

"Doesn't sound like you can hold on."

"I can."

"We'll see." Her lips left his body; her hand disappeared. Cold air caressed his overheated flesh. Sharp taps of high-heeled shoes hitting stone echoed around the room. A large thud could be heard, and the sounds of objects being moved around followed. The next sound he heard was a sharp crack renting the air. He flinched as if he'd been hit. Van shook his head.

"No, I will not be flogged. I will not be whipped." Fear chased away the arousal. How can she be so cruel? A cold sweat broke out over his forehead and upper lip. He began to struggle against the bonds that held him in place. Leather creaked with each movement. Chains clanged against each other as he struggled.

"Don't worry. Shhh, it's okay." The soft touch of Belle's hand caressed down his back and over his bottom before rubbing his sides in a soothing motion. She placed a kiss on his shoulder. "No flogging, no whips, okay?"

Van nodded his head.

"I'll just have to find another way to tease you." Belle kissed him again before walking away. Van slouched in relief. He could tolerate anything she threw at him except for a few things. Flogging and whipping were two of those things. While he waited for her return, Van thought about his current situation. He had never thought that Belle, of all people, would have him tied up like this. If his friends could see him, they would be laughing. Van always needed to be in control. In this moment, he didn't mind so much. The pleasure she was giving him was reward enough. He looked forward to seeing what she would think up next.

"No flogging or whips, so what about feathers? Do you like those?" Softness caressed his cock, sending a shiver up his spine. The tingles at the small of his back increased. He sucked in a large breath as tendrils of pleasure extended through his body. Brief touches of the feathers teased his cock, balls, inner thighs, and the backs of his knees before they worked their way up to his ass and spine. He shook with the effort to hold back. When the feathers got to the back of his neck, he couldn't stop himself -- he began to laugh.

"You think this is funny? Let's see how you feel about this." Her footsteps made their way around him to the front. The feathers returned to tease his cock. Each stroke, every brush drove him mad. His fingers twitched as he tried to keep from reaching out to her. His toes scrunched and relaxed as his body quaked with need to move, to do something to stop the torment. His desire grew more, the flames rising higher. Van began to drown in sensation. He was overwhelmed with lust and need, pain and pleasure. What he was feeling, what she was doing to him, pushed him beyond limits he hadn't even known he had.

He cried out when he felt the flick of her tongue at the slit of his cock. She did it again and again as the feathers moved lower to tickle his ball sac. Van snapped. He felt his actions as though from a distance. His mouth fell open and a roar resounded. His muscles flexed as he jerked his arms up, snapping the chains that were connected to the floor. He grabbed Belle's shoulders and pushed her back.

"No more," he grunted out.

Liquid midnight brown eyes gazed up at him. No fear or hesitation showed on her face. A smile curled her lips, and her pointed ears twitched. She reached up, pushed his hands away and straightened up. Belle placed her hands on his chest. With strength he didn't know she had, she shoved him. He moved backward until his back hit the wall.

"Finally, it's playtime. I was getting bored." She moved with a swiftness only the elves possessed. In the blink of an eye, she was on him. Her lips covered his body, sucking at his skin. Her nails raked his sides as he buried his hands in her hair. With a groan, he pulled her head back, lowered his face and took her mouth in a possessive, hungry kiss. Van released her hair and began tearing at her clothes. He ripped the laces of her corset and shoved it off of her arms, tore at her bra and yanked at the waistband of her skirt.

She moved her face back. "You're going to owe me new clothes, incubus."

"Don't care." He moved his hands down to rip at her panties. For a moment he thought of dropping to his knees and taking off her boots. No time.

Instead, he guided her toward the massive bed at the other end of the room. They tripped over each other as they maneuvered around tables and chairs.Mental note: get rid of the furniture in my suite.

Finally, they reached the end of the bed. Impatient for her and aching for release, he grasped her hips, lifting her off of her feet and onto the platform bed. She scooted back on the mattress, pausing to remove the ripped remains of her underwear. Belle was a study in perfection with her full breasts topped by dark nipples, trim waist and ample hips. She moved back further until her milk chocolate skin was half bathed in shadow, and only her thigh-high boots were illuminated by the golden light of candles.

He watched her spread her legs. It was too dark to see her pussy lips, even with his vampiric vision. Van cursed himself for insisting on having curtains around the bed. A giggle made him pause.

"Can't see me, can you? Let me tell you what I'm doing now. I'm teasing my pussy lips, stroking them slowly while I imagine it's your tongue lapping my labia." A moan followed those words. A ripple of impatience went through him. Van climbed on the bed and made his way toward her.

"I'm now stroking my clit. Oh goddess, Van, so close. I want you inside of me now."

He didn't have to be told twice. He crawled up her body until he covered her completely. His eyes adjusted to the darkness. Belle's dark brown eyes -- now black -- glittered with the flames of desire. Her scent became stronger. He groaned as he felt her skin rubbing against his stomach.

"You're still touching yourself," he murmured. Van hung over her, waiting for her answer.

"Yes."

That single word was like a gunshot at the starting line. He needed to be inside Belle. Now! The movement of her arm stopped, and then he felt leather pressing against his waist. Sharp pinpricks of pain burst on the backs of his thighs as her heels pressed into the skin. She rolled her hips, and he felt the first brush of the damp lips of her sex against his cock. Van shook as he tried to hold back the urge to just drive into her, not wanting to be too rough. With great restraint, he reached down between them to position himself at her entrance.

Just the feel of her soft skin against his cockhead pushed at his control. Swallowing and taking in a deep breath, he thrust forward. His body shook as he pushed his cock inside inch by inch. Once he was fully seated inside of her, Van stopped to savor the feel of her tight wet heat surrounding his cock. His heart hammered in his chest as every instinct in him screamed for him to move. Instead, he remained as still as possible. With deep breaths and concentration, he pulled out and moved back, building up a rhythm between them. Belle moved with him, occasionally squeezing her vaginal muscles, intensifying the pleasure.

They moved against each other. Her nipples brushed his chest. Her nails raked his back. The pace picked up. The sound of wet flesh slapping and sliding against each other filled the air. His incisors throbbed. Moisture pooled in his mouth as the urge to sink his fangs into her neck and drink slipped into his desire to claim her. He fought himself, wanting to keep his urges out of this joining, but they became an insistent buzz that wouldn't go away.

Belle turned her head to the side, exposing the long column of her neck to him. "Drink, Van. Please."

Her fingers slipped into his hair. She pulled his head down. Stifling a groan, he moved his face closer. Van took a second to trace a line from the crook of her neck to her pulse point with his tongue and she moaned.

He growled at the burst of pain before scraping his fangs over her jugular.

"Please," she mewled, arching her neck.

Unable to resist her plea, he opened his mouth wide before biting down. Her blood burst into his mouth, rushing over his taste buds. His body came alive. Electricity danced along his nerve endings as he fed. Everything became magnified: the slide of their bodies, the salty tang of her blood, the pleasure from the simple act of pulling out and pushing into her tight sheath.

Van moaned around the wound. The world narrowed down to fucking and drinking. The tattoo between his shoulder blades burned as his incubus nature awakened. His hungers increased. He began to move his hips faster, pounding her pussy harder. Fire danced along his spine as the pleasure increased. With each thrust and every sip, he was pushed closer and closer to climax. Pressure welled up inside until the sensations spilled over. His cock twitched and thickened. His balls pulled closer to his body.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Van shouted out his release just as his alarm clock sounded. The dream faded around the edges.

"NO!" He yelled out as his cock continued to spurt jets of come. Shaking, the sheets clinging to his sweat-soaked body, he groaned as the fantasy melted into nothing. The last of his seed dribbled out to stain the bedding. Breathing hard, Van rolled over. The hunger and thirst had been fed, but the man in him felt unsatisfied. It had all been a dream, one he hadn't wanted to wake up from.

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Online AAD chat party July 15th!

2010-07-09T06:19:00.000-07:00

Wanna win some AAD goodies and see what’s in store for this year? On the fence about attending Authors After Dark this year and want some more information? Well JULY 15^th is the DAY!

July 15^th 1pm est at our Blog Talk radio show and chat room, for 90 minutes it will be PURE CHAOS! Enjoy call ins from several of our attending authors including Jennifer Armintrout, Leanna Renee Hieber and Caridad Pineiro and maybe even WIN some goodies from AAD 2009, complete with books and a bag and swag! Yeppers that’s right!

We welcome CALL INS! Got a question for us? Or a comment? We wanna hear from YOU!

Registration closes on August 1^st and we really want YOU to attend and hangout with us, not to mention get tons of free books and goodies! So come and listen on the 15^th, see what we have in store for you, and get that registration in!

Here’s all the Info:

Date: July 15^th

Time 1pm est

LINK:

Call in: (347) 945-6309 AFTER 1:05 PM!

We will see you there and pass the word along!

What's happening June 2010?

2010-05-26T06:00:00.000-07:00

This is just some of what is going to be given away at my Big! Huge! Reader Contest! this June.

Three of the boxes each hold bags, books, and goodies I brought back from the RT Booklovers Convention and one box holds a t-shirt, blanket, water bottle and, amongst other things, a Pink...um, actually, you'll have to wait until June 1st to find that out!

So, my advice is to use the "follow" button I added to the right column of my blog for just this occassion and prepare to talk books. It's all happening on Tilly Greene's Hot Thoughts Blog throughout June and the more days you visit and comment, the more chances you have to win that one box.

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com/

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2010-05-12T11:33:00.001-07:00

Registration is STILL OPEN for the Authors After Dark Romance Unlimited weekend!

Join your master of ceremonies, Jacquelyn Frank, along with the AAD bloggers and a Slew of award winning best selling authors for a weekend of amazing reads, free books and goodies galore. The AAD RU is the ONLY convention our there designed FOR readers, BY authors to not break your bank and give you that oh so precious face time with some of your favorite and new favorite authors.

Registration is $140 and INCLUDES 5 MEALS! That's right! no paying extra for meals OR ALCOHOL! You read right, this year we are offering FREE ALCOHOL (Wine and mixed Drinks) courtesy of participating authors, groups and publishers through the entire event! Can't find that at ANY other convention!

What can you expect at this con? Panels designed for reader participation, mini events chock full of goodies and insider info, parties filled with gifts and free books and two evening events sure to keep you smiling! This year we will have a Games night with everything from Romance Pictionary to The Mystical Mavens gypsy tent where you can get free fortune telling! Our Masquerade Ball this year will be a Theme of Literary Characters, and you could win a 50$ gift Certificate to BN or Borders for best costume!

You can expect panels for all sorts of subjects in romance INCLUDING the ONLY GLBT track for panels in mainstream romance cons! Progressive? No, but we open our doors to all!

And BOOKS! This year you can expect TONS of book giveaways from Kensington, Ballentine, Dorchester, Tease Publishing, Changeling Press, MLR Press, and many more! The publishers are being very generous this year, you do not wanna miss out!

Other goodies? Door prizes from some of the best in the business including Jacquelyn Frank, Joey W Hill, Susan Sizemore and more! How about parties galore and tons of premium promo giveaways!?

And Did we mention the BOOK SIGNING? 3 hours on Saturday where you can get your favorite books signed and pick up others from some of your new favorites! And guess what? there's a Wine and Sign snack party going on during as well!

For those authors and aspiring authors attending, we haven't forgotten about you either! We have a few panels on writing craft, AND will be offering Editor appointments Friday and Saturday, from editors from such houses as Kensington, Ballentine, Tease Publishing, Phaze, MLR Press, Samhain and several others. This is the perfect event to get yourself in front of editors looking for YOU!

See something for everyone? And best of all it WONT BREAK YOUR BANK T ATTEND!

Now, the details:

When: Sept. 16-19 2010, Harmon Meadow Holiday Inn, Secaucus NJ
Registration: $140 includes 5 meals
Rooms: $109 a night, double occupancy
FREE shuttle to and from Newark Airport AND Secaucus Junction Train station

Attending Authors:

*Spots still open for the Authors... but only until JUNE 28th 2010. Contact Stella Via the WEBSITE to be included on the author list!*

Editors attending:

Alicia Condon, Kensington Books
Kate Collins, Ballentine
Tonya Nagle, Tease Publishing LLC
Kat Lively, Phaze Books
Kris Jacen, MLR Press

FULL LIST JULY 1st!

So what are you waiting for? Space is limited to 200 people this year (And if we hit that, then next year will be Bigger and longer!) so get your registration in today! To Register, simply visit our website: AAD Romance Unlimited and click on register. Any questions or if your a publisher that would like to work with us this year, contact Stella at blueflamesabove@yahoo.com

Can someone be good, bad and kinky - all at once?

2010-05-06T06:00:00.000-07:00

The short answer is YES!

Most people are genuinely good and occassionally do something "out of character" or bad. That doesn't make them a bad person, I think it makes them human. Now, as for the kinky bit, well, when I use the word "kinky" I mean it in a sexual not-vanilla sense, and how a person enjoys their sex doesn't define them as being good or bad either. As far as I'm concerned, people never stop learning and the Good, Bad and Kinky duet is grounded in the idea that it's never wrong to make a change in our lives or try something new to us. Nothing about living is set in stone and that means everything is possible, like the Devil retiring or an angel giving up the good life in Heaven.

In Call Me Lucifer, deep down in his soul, Lucifer - yes, the Devil - is a good person with a touch of bad to keep his lady love on her toes. And in the newly released My Angel, Ann Miller may be a guardian angel, but when offered a chance to live the life she never had, she goes for it and lets her naughty inclinations free!

Call Me Lucifer by Tilly Greene
Paranormal Erotic Romance/Bondage and D/s
Available through Whiskey Creek Press Torrid and Amazon

He is much more than the horrific job title and now he needs to prove it to her!

Lucifer, the Prince of Darkness, works hard dishing out punishments and asks for little in return, until now. He's been waiting an eternity for a woman who would bring out his gentle side, his need to love and be loved in return. He’d started to wonder if she even existed but at last he’s found her, in a courtroom arguing for a tougher sentence.

After his first introduction to Nia Adams, a sexy petite firebrand, he spends all his time on the surface at her side. They have a serious relationship and he’s sure the emotion bouncing between them is love. Then she lies to him about how she feels.

While difficult to hear, the lie opens a door. It gives him the only chance he’ll ever have to show her who the man behind the horrific job title really is. And he takes it with both hands.

My Angel by Tilly Greene
Paranormal Erotic Romance/Bondage
Available through Whiskey Creek Press Torrid and Amazon

Not everything worth having is easy to obtain.

Ann Miller was murdered as a toddler and ended up in Heaven without ever really living. She’s never questioned what she missed experiencing, not until she earns her Guardian Angel wings. With them fluttering happily around her, she discovers what being in love truly feels like and wants to embrace it fully.

As a drummer for the band of the decade, Tom Baker leads a decadent life that takes a toll on him, and he works hard to take back control of his life. Ann is there to watch over him and the more time she spends with him, the more she wants. Then her luck changes.

Ann is given the chance to live again with the man she loves, but there are conditions. She must wait for him to proclaim his heart first...and there’s a time limit.

There you go, hints a fun duet where everyone is good, bad and kinky.

Enjoy!

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

Blood Claim: Tainted Out Now!

2010-05-04T07:51:00.000-07:00

Blurb:

Syrus was seeking revenge. Jessye was just trying to adjust to having a new leader. Their desire burns hot, but the past and stubbornness stands between them.

Syrus will claim Jessye as his consort and gain the revenge for the murder of those he loved. Jessye will submit to him. Like hell, Jessye says. She is no one’s consort. She stands on her own and doesn’t need him. But her hunger for him haunts them both between the hunt for a murderer and political games.

Dark magick and blood, anger and desire will bring them together but also push them apart. Love, lust, need, revenge can all be tainted. Forgiveness and acceptance can heal it all.

Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual content and graphic language.

Buy Link:

http://www.loose-id.com/Blood-Claim-Tainted.aspx

An Excerpt from Selena Illyria's Blood Claim: Tainted

The moon hung full and luminous in the sky as Jessye and her team hugged the western wall of the property. The mission was simple: capture Lorrie, dead or alive. If alive, she would be tried in the high court for the murder of Syrus and Rysen's family.

But only if she was taken alive. Jessye preferred her dead.

Over the past few months, Lorrie had managed to capture and kill too many of Jessye's people. She glanced at Syrus in front of her. Correction: their people. The last one had been taken from one of Syrus's safe houses.

Anger trembled through her before she could gain control of it. Syrus paused in front of her and looked back at her in question. She shrugged. He shook his head and moved forward.

She crept after him. A shiver of unease traced its chilly fingers up her spine as the seconds slipped by. Syrus paused again, his dark head turning this way and that in the pale moonlight. She opened her mouth to ask what was wrong but closed it when she saw him give the signal to keep moving. She blew out a relieved breath and crept along until he stopped again.

“Halt! Who's out there?”

She rolled her eyes. Moron. Like someone trying to break in is going to answer. She shook her head and waited. Her grip on the dagger in her right hand tightened. She wanted revenge, but first they needed to get into the compound.

“Jessye, I'm going to send some people on ahead. You're with me.” Syrus's voice slipped into her mind seamlessly, raising goose bumps over her skin. It still made her uncomfortable having this mental connection to him.

The sounds of a scuffle ahead brought her out of her thoughts. A soft groan floated on the air as she and Syrus moved forward.

“Threat's taken care of.” Adrian, Syrus's second in command, shifted from wolf back to man and returned to the group.

Lights flashed on, and for a second, Jessye was blind. A whip cracked, and pain stung the side of her neck.

A woman encased from head to toe in leather appeared before her, a bright red band on her arm signifying she was one of Raphael's guards. She flicked her wrist, and a sharp crack rent the air. Pain burst on Jessye's neck again. Not too far from her, she heard the sounds of Syrus and Adrian fighting off their own attackers.

Jessye growled and took a step forward. She focused her energy into her hands and threw a burst of power at her opponent. Jessye aimed her power at the woman's wrist.

The whip flew from her hand to the ground. It didn't stop her, though; she flicked her wrist again, and a burst of power hit Jessye on the cheek. With a growl, Jessye rushed her and took her down. Jessye got the upper hand and managed to land a few blows to the woman's face. Her rival finally stopped moving.

All around her, the sounds of fighting filled the air. “Fall back. There's too many of them,” Adrian yelled.

A hole opened up in the enemy line, and Syrus rushed through it.

“Shit.” Jessye ran after him. She refused to have him captured or killed because he'd lost his head in the name of revenge.

“God damn it, Syrus. Get back here!” She didn't care if anyone heard her; all she cared about was getting the team back to the safe house alive. Their footsteps rang across the cobblestoned walkway as he ran around the side of the house. She swore, her legs working overtime to catch up. “Get your ass back here, you meathead. You're going to get us killed.”

Either he didn't care or he couldn't hear her, because he ran faster, climbed up the gate, and went over the top. A soft thud told her he'd landed.

Jessye grumbled as she followed, tired, her energy nearly spent. She looked around for Syrus and found him a few feet away. “The mission is shot. We need to go, now.”

He stopped moving, much to her relief. “Lorrie's in there. I know she is.”

“And we'll come back and drag her out by the hair, but we need to go now. Think of your people. They need you.”

I need you, she added silently.

He turned around, and for a moment hope bloomed inside her. But the feeling was short-lived. A lithe blonde encased in a pearlescent silk sheath came into view. One pale hand held a wicked-looking curved dagger with serrated edges.

Lorrie.

“Syrus, look out!” She ran toward him and watched in slow motion as Syrus turned around. His face contorted in a mixture of shock and anger. He lunged for the woman and missed, and the blade sank into his side. Syrus tried to reach for her again, only to have her move out of the way.

“I'm going to kill you.” Syrus lifted his arm. A dagger gleamed in the moonlight. He thrust it at her.

Lorrie sidestepped him. “Missed me. Try again, mongrel.”

The dangerous dance happened in flashes of awkward movement. His steps stumbled as she moved with fluid grace out of the way. Syrus tripped and fell to a knee. A cruel smile curved on her lips. The dance slowed down until both parties were standing still: him kneeling, his dagger hand planted on the ground while his arm covered his midsection, and Lorrie standing over him.

Dark red stained his shirt. The blot grew bigger with each movement. Lorrie raised her knife again. The shock wore off. Jessye leaped into action, rushing toward him. Lorrie looked up. A sneer contorted her pretty face. She turned and ran into the darkness. Jessye would have gone after her had Syrus not sunk to the ground, holding his side. Jessye dropped down beside him. Taking him in her arms, she tried to cover the bleeding with her free hand.

“Lorrie… Go after Lorrie.” Syrus struggled to get up.

A quick survey of their surroundings showed that Lorrie had disappeared.

“Shut up and lie still. I'm not leaving you. We'll get her next time. I can't teleport. I don't have enough energy.”

The blood felt hot against her palm. The pungent scent of his liquid life floated through the air and grew thicker with each second. He was losing so much blood that she wondered if he would be able to heal.

She looked around, panicked. Her heart thudded against her chest, and a sense of dread took hold of her. Exposed, in the middle of what appeared to be a driveway, she heard the sounds of a scuffle drift through the night toward her. No help was coming for them.

Sweat soaked her brow and ran in rivulets down her face. Her damp shirt stuck to her like a second skin.

Moving as quickly as she could, she laid Syrus on the ground, shrugged out of her jacket, and wadded it against the wound.

Closing her eyes, she reached out with her mind for help. “Don't you dare die on me.” She hit him in the shoulder with her free hand.

He coughed. “If I didn't know any better, I'd think you cared about me. You've done a damn good job of avoiding me these last few months.”

“I don't care about that,” she lied. She looked around, but no one had answered the call. The sounds of battle continued to drift toward her. “You're the leader of our little motley crew of rebels. I refuse to try and lead them without you. I'd just end up killing them all.”

A light breeze brushed her face, and she shivered. Goose bumps broke out over her skin as the sweat cooled.

“I'm not healing.”

“What?”

“I'm not healing, and I feel odd, like fire is lapping through my veins and swirling around my stomach.” He struggled again to sit up. “My heart is pounding so fast.”

His voice sounded hoarse, as if he had been yelling.

No, no, no. It can't be…

Not voicing her worry, she raised her blood-covered hand to her nose. A light, bitter odor wafted to her nostrils. With great trepidation, she flicked her tongue over her palm. A burst of acid washed over her taste buds, chased by a sickening sweetness.

He'd been poisoned.

“I'm dying, aren't I?” he asked softly.

“Not on my watch, meathead. I'm going to get you out of here if it's the last thing I do.” She gathered as much of her energy as she could and focused on teleporting them. Warmth flooded her body and pulsed through her veins. A sense of floating surrounded her. The sensation stopped. The gates they had climbed over came into view. They had moved only a few feet.

A sense of weariness took hold of her. Panting softly, she tried to push back her exhaustion and gather more energy.

“Sassy, you okay?”

She slapped him on the arm. “Stop calling me that, or I'll have to start calling you sugar britches in front of your troops.”

He chuckled. “What else should I call you? Honey seems to be too sweet for such a firecracker like you. How about I start calling you Sparky?”

She winced. “That's even worse than Sassy.”

“Then Sassy it is. Just as long as you don't start calling me sugar britches.” A fit of coughing cut off his laughter.

Her heart stuttered in her chest. He opened his mouth, but she shook her head and put a finger to her lips.

Voices floated toward them. It sounded as if they were arguing.

Her energy still hadn't recovered. She couldn't move them just yet, but she could shield him. “I'm going to get up. Don't move, do you understand? Regardless of what you see me do, don't move.”

“What are you doing?” He struggled but couldn't sit up.

Jessye moved out from under him and laid his head on the ground. “Don't move. I'm too tired to deal with distractions.” She stood up. Her fangs lengthened, and she bit into her palm. Blood welled up fast, and a pang of pain hit her abdomen. Hunger mingled with a gnawing ache that quivered in waves through her body. I need to feed.

With that reminder, she called on her remaining power and focused on what Blyder had taught her about protection magick and blood.

Apprehension dogged her steps as she began to walk in a circle. She made two complete loops, muttering in the old language, and turned her palm downward to let the blood drop to the ground. With each drop that hit the stone, a small beam of light shot upward to the sky. She continued to walk the third circle until Syrus was completely encircled in light.

“Sassy—”

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him try to rise. “Stop moving. If you break the beam of light, it will cut you in two. Besides, I don't want to tell Rysen I lost you.” Her head swam, making concentration difficult.

She muttered the last of the incantation and slammed her palm down onto the ground. When she lifted her hand, what remained was not a bloody bite wound, but a perfect pentagram. She straightened up and swayed on her feet.

“What's wrong with you?”

It took a bit more energy than she had to regain her balance.

“Damn it, Sassy. Answer me. By the laws of blood claim, as I have declared you my consort, I order you to tell me what is going on.”

“I'm fine.”

“Liar.”

“Shut up and stay where you are. If you hurt yourself trying to get to me, I swear I'll kill you. You and Rysen need justice for Lorrie killing your family. Don't let stupidity stop you.”

The voices came closer. She reached down and unsheathed a small knife from her boot.

“Jessye, please.”

“It's okay, ma chère. Just us.” Adrian came into view, and her shoulders sagged in relief. Golden eyes flashed at her. Shoulder-length dark brown hair blew in the breeze. Rips in his black outfit showed off peeks of his muscular body. “The house is abandoned. Everyone fled once they saw the bursts of light coming from this direction. They probably thought bad magick was happening, and frankly, so did I. Glad to see it was just you protecting le capitaine. Temar will take down the barrier. You should lean on me, oui? You look about ready to collapse.”

He held out his hand, and she looked down at it.

“It's clean. I promise you. Washed off the blood before we came over.”

“Don't be stubborn, Sassy. Take his hand,” Syrus said. “And once we get back to the compound, and I'm able to see straight, I'm going to spank your ass.”

She whirled around too fast, and the world tilted on its side. She clenched her jaw and glared down at him. “Try it, and you'll be pulling back a stump.”

Syrus's sapphire blue eyes glowed, making her pause. “You'll do as you're told, Consort, and I'll do as I please.”

Adrian grabbed her biceps and held her back. “Calm down, chérie,” he whispered against her ear. “He is worried is all. Be still and let this pass. Come let us patch you up, then you can proceed to tear each other apart, oui?”

Fire roared through her veins. Warmth seeped into her body. She could feel her energy supply begin to rise. With the surge of power came the tingling reminder of a need for sex and more blood.

“Fine. Wouldn't want to kill my consort before I've had a chance to teach him some manners.” She pulled out of Adrian's arms, but it wasn't anger that made her walk away. Syrus looked so pale that his skin was almost translucent.

She marched off and joined the rest of their mission party. She rested for a bit, and as her power rose, her body mended itself. A few minutes later, she had enough energy to teleport. “I'm going on ahead.”

Not waiting around for a reply, she traveled with her mind to the compound.

© Selena Illyria, May 2010

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ARe & Greene v. County of Sonoma

2010-04-30T11:26:00.000-07:00

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Last Call Europe: Dog Sled Out Now!

2010-04-29T10:48:00.000-07:00

OUT NOW at Changeling Press Last Call Europe: Dog Sled!

BLURB:
Werewolf Silvano wants a break from the drama in pack business. A night out is exactly what he needs. He doesn't count on his rival's familiar Hexuba strolling into Last Call.
Black cat shifter and wizard's familiar Hexuba has always wanted Silvano even though he's the enemy. One night is all she asks to indulge her wildest fantasies with him. Come morning she'll be gone.

Will one night be enough?

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Last Call Europe: Dog Sled
Selena Illyria
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Silvano stood in his bathroom staring at his foggy reflection in the mirror. He drew in a breath and blew it out. Tension sung through his body as he prepared himself for the monthly fuckfest. Or, as his elders liked to call it, the compatibility test. He didn't buy it for a second. Find your mate by fucking them. He scoffed at the notion but there wasn't much he could do about it. Either he slept with all the available females in his pack to find a suitable alpha female or he lost his pack. So it was decreed in the pack bylaws, the rules his father had followed as laid out by his father before him and so on and so on, ad nauseam.
As a hormone-driven youth, he'd reveled at the chance to fuck so many willing women. Now, as an adult of thirty-four, with his thirty-fifth birthday right around the corner, he was tired of it. All of it. He'd fucked practically every available woman in the pack. His father had even thought of bringing in women from an allied pack to see if he would fit better with one of them. He'd turned them all down. It wasn't just the sex that was tiresome, but also the elders and his second lieutenant, the rules, the obligations...

He was alpha, the leader, and yet he couldn't make up new rules or lead his people the way he wanted. The system was antiquated, governed by laws and decorum that didn't fit into today's world of paraphiles, people obsessed with the paranormal and all aspects of it. The young pups lived in a sort of static environment, caught between tradition and the modern age where werewolves could blend in with the normal populace without being shunned for doing so.

The other problem on his horizon was twofold. One was from an ex-pack member, Turk. The man had been begun to dabble in the dark arts, accessing the magick in his blood from his wizard ancestry all in a bid to take over the pack that had exiled him long ago. Silvano feared for his once childhood friend. According to reports, Turk was going insane, being driven by dark forces. There was very little Silvano could do short of killing the man, and he was reluctant to do so. Many in both packs had blamed him for Turk's current behavior. Silvano had refused to step aside during the pack challenge and let Turk win.

He shook his head. Silvano couldn't have allowed that. The man was unstable. And now there was the problem of Turk's black cat familiar: Hexuba. Just thinking her name heated his blood. His cock went from flaccid to semi-hard. He could see her face, the velvety dark chocolate colored eyes. Just a glance made him want to drag her someplace private, away from distractions, and discover what secret places on her body made her cry out and moan.

"Fucking hell." He fisted his cock at the base and stroked slowly, allowing the arousal to grow. "Hex." He hissed out her name as his mind painted her image among the wisps of steam. Her delicate nose, high cheekbones and lush, full lips came into view. He groaned again as his thoughts drifted to feeling those lips against his as she explored his body. Silvano could feel the pebbled tips of her nipples scraping across his belly as she moved downward. He wanted to feel her mouth on him, feel her tongue lap at the slit atop his cockhead before swallowing him whole.

The fantasy continued to build as his imagination painted Hex on her knees, lips dragging along his hardened length. The minx would tease him, giving him just enough pressure to send pulses of pleasure up his spine and throughout his body before releasing his cock. She would lap up his seed while pumping him with her hand before returning to torment him with her mouth, and he would love every minute of it.

"Silvano, are you ready?" a high-pitched female voice called out.

The fantasy evaporated just like the steam and he swore. His cock lost some of its hardness as real life came crashing in. With a sigh, he shook his head. "Time to do my duty."

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Time for a new kind of hero!

2010-04-08T06:00:00.000-07:00

My latest heroes aren't the traditional handsome alpha stud and yet they are in the eyes of the heroine.

Who could possibly be a new kind of hero?

Cyclopes!

They are monsters from Ancient Greek and yet they aren't really all that bad. They are the sons of Uranus [sky] and Gaia [earth] and were feared because they were so physically strong. Because they were so much stronger than their father, he chose to lock them in Tartarus so they couldn't help seize power from him. Unfortunately, while Cronus did take over and released them, he also sent them back to Tartarus because, like his father, he didn't want them to help seize power. Third time is a charm for the Cyclopes and Zeus rescued them. The proficiency the show in the forge was well respected and they made special items for immortals such as Hades [helmet of invisibility], Posiedon [trident] and Zeus [thunderbolts].

There are many Cyclopes, however, there are three brothers [Agres, Brontes and Steropes - my three heroes] who are very important men and yet they were never given a chance to explore their softer sides. Well, I changed that and gave them the opportunity to meet a woman who could do just that in "Hephaestus Lays Down the Law", and they've been with her ever since. However, even though they live together and appear happy, all is not roses in the relationship. The brothers have never felt such joy with a woman before and she is about to leave them unless they figure out how to keep her.

It's past time for Cyclopes to love and be loved and they're given the chance to do just that with "Cyra's Cyclopes", the fourth installment in the Mythological Messes Redux series.

You think you know all about Cyclopes by reading about them in Homer's Odyssey, but there is so much more to them than that one incident.

So, can a one eyed giant be a sexy and caring lover? Absolutely! Can three? Phrew, that's a red hot yes! Pick up a copy of "Cyra's Cyclopes" and enjoy the trio finding their way through new territory.

Mythological Messes Redux Series
Hephaestus Lays Down the Law
Together Again?
Double Punch - NEW!
Cyra's Cyclopes - NEW!

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
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Del Fantasma: Chocolate Snake Bites Out Now!

2010-04-02T17:00:00.001-07:00

Out Now at Aspen Mountain Press Chocolate Snake Bites:

Blurb:
Every relationship has problems and for months now all Dale and Val have been doing is fighting. He wants it to stop. So drastic times call for drastic measures. Dale takes the Love’s Bane potion hoping that Val will be too busy lusting after him to fight with him, but sex can’t solve every problem.

Val doesn’t want part of her lover. She wants all of him, even the dark aspects of his sexual desire. She yearns for his brand but every time she brings up the subject he shuts her down. How can they communicate when he won’t open up?

Will the arrival of his brothers and a trip to the Demonic Snake court help their relationship or hurt it?

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Excerpt:
“Don't do it,” Cody warned.
Dale looked up into Cody's hard sea blue gaze and nearly reconsidered his actions. His thoughts turned to Val and the last few weeks. He shook his head, path resolved. “I have to do it. There is no other way.”
Cody shook his head. “This kind of magick isn't something you just pickup. It's not something you mess around with. Do you even know what's in this so-called 'aphrodisiac.'”
Dale winced. “No. Look, it comes from a reliable person. I trust my source.”
“What does Pietro, say about this? After all, that kind of potion is restricted for demons.” Cody picked up a glass and started cleaning up. His eyes focused on Dale making him squirm from the intensity.
“He doesn't know…” Dale's voice trailed off as guilt surfaced for the umpteenth time. Ever since the thought had entered his mind about gaining a small sample of the Love's Bane, he'd felt guilty. Pietro, King of the Demons was one of his best friends. If he found out what Dale was up to, Pietro would have his balls.
“Let me remind you of why it's banned. Love's Bane is an aphrodisiac that is highly addictive. Taken in high qualities it could poison you. It there hadn't been a pact between demons and warlocks the magickal beings would still be trying to destroy your asses with it. So, I don't care how bad your relationship problems are. Don't. Do. It.” Cody emphasized the last few words in short clipped tones.
With a sigh Dale looked away from Cody. “Look, I'm at my wit's end. I don't know what to do about Val. She and I have been fighting lately, a lot. I mean we're a passionate couple but it's just too much lately. I'm starting to worry that she'll want to break it off with me.”
He loathed feeling so vulnerable. “I'm Dale Thornston, heir to the Serpentine Throne, the fourth most powerful house in all of Demon world and I'm here, sulking in a bar, drowning my troubles in some drink called Chocolate Snake Bites and talking to you about things I would never tell another soul, not even my best friends or brothers. It's pathetic. I should be at home fucking the daylights out of my mate, not here. If she hadn't had to work late again…” he stopped talking and dragged a hand over his face. “I'm tired of being alone at home.”
He would have felt a lot better if he didn't feel she was avoiding him because of their last fight, which started off over with if there was coffee left in the pot and escalated to not spending enough time together. Dale didn't know what they were talking about anymore, it was all shouting and crying lately. He didn't want to lose her and he would do anything just to know that she still wanted to be with him.
“Then why don't you ask her about her feelings instead of doing something stupid?” Cody asked.
“Such a simple question. Don't you think I've tried that? We either getting interrupted or in a fight and I always end up sticking my foot in my mouth. It just feels like we're never going to stop fighting. It doesn't help that there's a new guy in her office and it's very clear that bastard wants what's mine.” His stomach roiled and raged. Anger boiled in his veins as an image of Val's new co-worker and boss, the werewolf Alexander Hughes rose in his mind. The bastard had made it clear that he wanted Val and would play dirty to get her.
“That son of bitch,” he growled. “He's scheduled a week long business trip to Italy with Val. She loves Italy. How the hell can I compete with that? I don't have time to go to Italy. No one in the garage is responsible enough to be left in charge. Why the fuck did I hire so many morons?” Dale rested his head on his forearm and groaned. If Pietro could see him now he would be kicking his ass. With a heavy sigh he threw back the rest of his drink and looked up at Cody.
“Look, you love her. That should be enough. Show her you still care. Fights come and go but love…” Cody shook his head. Dale nodded and slid off the bar, throwing down a few dollars and a tip.
“Thanks, man. Um, question. Why the hell did you give me a Chocolate Snake Bites? That's not my usual.”
Cody shrugged and then a smile curled his lips. “Thought you'd get my humor, you are after all a Snake shifter demon and your bite well, I've heard things.”

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Bedtime Stories: Inspiration Out Now!

2010-04-02T10:35:00.000-07:00

Blurb:
Cover artist Kelsey is on a deadline for Bedtime Press but her elemental powers are out of control. As a cat shifter, she's in heat, which is interfering with her concentration. An electrical surge, power outage and the appearance of two sexy digital models come to life may be the answer to her prayers.

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Excerpt:
Bedtime Stories: Inspiration
Selena Illyria
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Copyright ©2010 Selena Illyria
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One session and you were hooked like a moronic fish.

Shut up, you, before I find the catnip. Besides, look at what we can do now.

Oh, of course it was all worth it. Digital models you can drool over. Do they come to life? Are they willing to fuck us to stop this damn heat? Hmmm? Didn't think so.

Kelsey rolled her eyes. She opened a few images of her past work. Comparing then to now showed she'd improved immensely. Life before the Electric Ray 3-D plus package had seemed mundane. Going back to outdated models that looked awkward and at times not even attractive was impossible, not when she could make them so lifelike.

Kelsey whimpered as she looked up at the walls. Framed artwork of some of her digital art goddesses were lined up neatly in a row. Gorgeous models in various erotic poses and situations with so much detail they were surreal. Effective use of layering, colors and utilizing various brushes, all to create mini masterpieces. With Electric Ray 3-D she would be one step closer to the perfection she found in work from Leslie Stella or Anne Renée. Kelsey cursed her current situation.

To make things worse, the cover art requests were piling up. She'd just managed to send out her last cover only to get five more last minute requests. A scream rumbled up from her throat. It expanded and pushed upward, ready to burst forth. All she could do was swallow it down. No use getting frustrated. Work was work. Getting paid to feed her software habit was of the utmost importance.

Besides, anger was not good in this situation. Her energies were acting up. It was bad enough being a cat shifter who had gone into heat, but to be an elemental witch, as well, whose gift was electricity, was very dangerous to her equipment. She couldn't afford to call Troll and request another custom built system along with the charge that went with reloading her software. Every time she was late with a cover or asked for some new software or computer equipment, that was another year to her contract. So far she was up to twenty years.

With a sigh, she got to work. Kelsey brought up her favorite new models, Jonny and Maximus. A quick scan of the printout for the cover art request form and she was off to the races. She'd blindly reach out and hit repeat or play on her little CD player while adjusting this and that. After four hours, she was almost happy with what she'd gotten accomplished. The poses were what the author had requested, and the background was almost right, but something felt off.

She peered at the screen. They don't look lifelike enough. Kelsey saved her work and put it on her backup disc before she went searching on the internet for something that would help make it look right. Scrolling through the forums of her favorite artwork sites, she tried not to drool at some of the things she saw. There was a new package out for elf garb and some new action features she coveted with a vengeance. Then there was the movie star look-alike bundle that made her fingers tingle with want.

"It's too bad I can't use any of this," Kelsey murmured with a sigh. She didn't have enough hours in the day to test out the latest rendering tech. Vacation time was impossible when you were on Troll's clock.

After two hours, she still hadn't found what she was looking for, so she loaded up her art program again and got to work trying to figure out where she went wrong. After deconstructing her cover she discovered what the trouble was. There was no spark, no it that made the models look alive. No amount of rendering software could replace the ghost in the machine, as it were.

"They don't look lifelike enough, but I'll damn well try. Gotta keep tweaking the UV map and shader editor."

Kelsey got up and put on another pot of coffee. She did a few yoga stretches before pouring a cup of java and getting back to work. Life faded around her until it was just her and the cover art. She used every trick she could think of to make the models seem as close to human as possible. Midnight had come and gone, and she was so buzzed she felt jittery, but none of that mattered. She was so close to finding what she was looking for.

Kelsey took a moment to look at the screen. She saw the sharp features, rugged good looks and chiseled abs of Maximus and almost drooled. Then there was the lean, athletic body of Jonny with high cheek bones, a boyish grin and a twinkle in his eye. "Damn, I wish these guys were real."

Energy surged through her body. The hairs on the back of her arms and neck rose. Kelsey cursed before a major burst of power erupted from her fingertips, frying the keyboard and monitor. The lights in her office flickered before they went out.

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Final Contest Reminders!

2010-03-31T06:00:00.000-07:00

Today, the 31st of March, is the last day to take part in two fabulous contests - so get those fingers tapping and start entering!

The Hunt is On to discover new authors and new books over at AllRomance.com / OmniLit.com.

Daily Prize: 1 Download from the day's featured author and a $10.00 Omni Bucks Gift Certificate

Grand Prize: An iPod Touch, the most recent release from each of the 31 featured authors, and a $100.00 Omni Bucks Gift Certificate

AND...

Romance Junkies has a wonderful contest up that has the reader trolling through this special neighborhood, where there's a multitude of prizes to be won!

I'm there and a hint on how to find Tilly Greene's goodies is to think "shoes".

There you go, a great way to spend your Wednesday, entering some fun contests!

Tilly Greene

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Strange Hollow: Seducing a Wallflower Out Now!

2010-03-29T16:06:00.001-07:00

Blurb:
All Nia Reynolds has known is being seen and not heard. Being the only one in her family to not have magical ability is hard. On her thirtieth birthday, all Nia wants is to do something different. When she enters Sensual Were on a dare from Jacinda, she doesn't expect the instant attraction to sexy store manager Bishop Steward.

Bishop has had his eye on the sweet and innocent Nia since he first came to Strange Hollow. After being publicly shunned by his pack and his mate, he came to Strange Hollow to recuperate and be among outcasts like himself. Now that his heart is mended, he wants to go after love again and has Nia in his sights. This wallflower doesn’t stand a chance against his onslaught. So what if he insists of public displays of a sexual nature, can’t stop whispering sweet, dirty nothings in her ear, and gives her a birthday to remember? It’s only for a night, right? A sexy werewolf like him wouldn’t want a shy girl like her? Right? Wrong--and he's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve to convince her she’s just what he wants.

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Excerpt:
Thirty. The big three-O. Another year older. Nia sighed heavily and contemplated the looming specter just a few days away. Birthdays weren't a bad thing per se, but when you lived such an unremarkable life, as she had, there wasn't really much to celebrate. She was an anomaly in her family, the only one lacking magical ability. Nia couldn't even perform the most basic of spells like warming water or levitating a feather.
Isolation became a constant companion when she mingled in magical circles. Everywhere she turned, her contemporaries were doing extraordinary things. All Nia could do was fade into the background like a wallflower. She got so used to being invisible that she automatically hid in a corner at social functions. She had lived her life in corners and it was starting to wear on her.
She'd broken out of that life nine years ago when she stumbled upon an Internet ad for Strange Hollow. The town was for outcasts and anomalies of the paranormal variety like her--people who just didn't fit in. So on her twenty-first birthday she packed up as many of her things as she could carry and left in the middle of the night, without even leaving a note to her parents. Now she had a life of her own. Nia owned her own teashop, Pot Luck, had a cottage that she loved and a few friends that accepted her. The one thing that was missing was someone to share her life with.
She sighed heavily, and had just begun to clean the counter when the bells over the door jangled. Nia glanced toward the entrance and smiled. Jacinda, the town's founder, strolled into the shop. The fairy's energy sent a soothing wave toward her, and she instantly felt at ease.
"Hello, darling, how're you doing? I'll have a green tea latte." Jacinda sat down on a stool at the counter and leaned forward, mischief sparkling in her eyes.
Nia immediately got to work, hoping Jacinda wouldn't bring up her upcoming birthday and anniversary. If the events weren't mentioned, she wouldn't have to admit she had no plans.
Unfortunately, that wasn't to be. "So, your birthday and anniversary are on Friday. Doing anything special?"
"Nothing." Nia stiffened.
"Not even ice cream and cake or a movie marathon of your favorite films? What about a small party with some friends? No? We can't let this momentous event pass without any acknowledgement. Let me think. What can we do?" Jacinda put her elbows on the countertop and rested her head in her hands.
Nia didn't want to know what Jacinda was thinking, it could mean trouble. There was a mischievous sparkle in those violet eyes that she didn't want to read too much into.
"Have you been to Sensual Were?"
Nia wasn't sure where Jacinda was going but she had an uneasy idea. "No," she said softly.
A wicked smile curved on Jacinda's lips. "Idea! I dare you to go to Sensual Were and pick up a sexy toy for yourself. Do something daring for once. Honey, you've lived in a corner for far too long, it's time to drag this wallflower into the light."
"But--" Nia started.
"Why but?" Jacinda gazed at her in question. "You've lived your whole life not interacting with people for fear of the disappointment and rejection your parents and others have handed you. Isn't it time you lived for you? Come on, Nia, when have you done something for yourself? I've seen the way you interact with others. You let them tell you what to do, how to do it. You don't do what you want to do. What's there to be afraid of? All I'm suggesting is to check out Sensual Were. Go in there and get something sexy for yourself. You deserve it. Look at you."
Nia knew what she looked like and she was nothing like the gorgeous Jacinda, with her luminescent skin, violet eyes, long dark hair and curvaceous figure. Last she checked, Nia was plain, with unremarkable dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, milk chocolate skin and an average figure. Her simple clothing did nothing to flatter her body. She also wore glasses, and in her book that screamed nerdy and unsexy. To hide her reaction, she said nothing and finished making Jacinda's drink.
"Have you ever felt sexy? What makes you feel good about yourself?"
Heat flushed her cheeks as she thought of her fantasies, which usually involved sexy men who were good with their hands and other things and wanted her unabashedly.
"Come on, sweetie, you can tell me. What makes you feel sexy?"
"Well, um, a sexy, gruff voice--"
Jacinda cut her off with a laugh. "No, no, no, babe, not what is sexy but what makes you feel that way."
The blush encompassed her face, and Nia found herself floundering for a response. "Um, well..."
"Lingerie, perhaps? Or maybe sensual music? How about an erotic story? This is about making you feel desirable and good about yourself. I'm not saying we give you a makeover, you're beautiful. I'm talking about doing something sexy for you and only you, no guy required."
Jacinda smiled, and Nia felt unsure. "I've never... That is to say, I don't know..."
"How about this? Friday you go to Sensual Were and poke around, see what you like, explore and find what intrigues you. Then we meet on Saturday for brunch and talk."
"Talk?" Nia put Jacinda's latte down before her.
"Yeah, we talk about what you thought of your little trip. Honey, you've been here for nine years and you haven't stepped out and explored this place. Including me, Tanya and Ryana are your only friends here." Jacinda took a sip of her drink.
Nia became very interested in her shoes.
"Ry is out of town and Tanya is visiting relatives. Neither woman will be back by Saturday, so it's up to me to coax you out of your shell for your birthday. So, here's the deal. Barring an emergency, I dare you to go to Sensual Were and pick out something sexy for yourself. Thanks for the latte, hon. I have to go welcome a new resident to Strange Hollow. I'll see you on Saturday." Jacinda stood and picked up her cup.
"Bye," Nia called out as Jacinda left with a backward wave. Once the door closed and quiet settled on the shop, questions and humiliating scenarios swirled around in her head. What if I break something? Her palms began to sweat at the thought of picking up a vibrator and have it start shaking and then shatter in her hands. She'd never been in an adult toy store before. What if it was filled with pictures of naked people? She didn't like looking at herself naked, much less see anyone else in the buff. Well, except for sexy men. Part of her wanted to take up Jacinda's dare and go to Sensual Were. On the other side of the coin, she was terrified of the unknown.
I know, I'll pass by the store and check it out. I won't go inside. Her heart hammered in her chest. A surge of excitement rushed through her. Yes, I'll go there tonight and check it out. It can't be that bad, right? People wouldn't go there if it was bad. Nia had always been cautious. The most adventurous thing she'd ever done was come to Strange Hollow and open her own teashop. She felt that if she could do those things, then she could handle checking out Sensual Were. She hoped.

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Cute new Pants!

2010-03-26T05:58:00.000-07:00

So cute arent they! I got them at ChicStar for the cons coming up! they are cotton and breathe SO WELL! Im looking forward to wearing them with my cute silver corset and my bat heels! If your interested, you can get this HERE

And OMG are they comfy! Shop people, SHOP!

Sex and Chocolate: Chocolate Bliss OUT NOW!

2010-03-18T08:08:00.000-07:00

Blurb:

All Connor wanted was for his significant other Roxi to relax. Opening her new café has been stressing her out. So to help her unwind he concocts his special Bliss Out Hot Chocolate. Only it doesn't go quite as planned.

Roxi's not relaxed at all. The seal containing her succubus nature is deteriorating and the hunger for sex is wearing down her self-control. Connor calls on his best friend, an incubus, for help.

Buy Link:

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1348

Excerpt:

Sex and Chocolate: Chocolate Bliss

Selena Illyria

After five years as both vampire and succubus, Roxi was still fighting with her succubus nature. The sexual desires running through her body were stronger than her need for blood. One night, nearly a year ago, during a feeding, she'd lost control and killed someone.

Roxi hadn't even realized what she'd done until the next evening after she had risen. Sheer terror and fear had gripped her as she'd rolled over to find her lover cold, his brown eyes lifeless. A sickening smile had curled on his lips as if he'd gone into eternity happy. She'd scrambled out of bed, far away from the horror, and thrown up. Her body shook as she'd curled into a ball. Roxi'd held her knees and cried until nothing had existed beyond the numbness that had settled upon her.

Everything that made sense in her world was gone. Days, hours and minutes went by. How long she'd been curled up in a ball, she didn't know. Tobias had found her. He'd cleaned up her mess, but the lingering loss of her lover hung on her shoulders.

For the past year, she'd struggled to get the memory of waking up to his dead body out of her head. Tobias had tried to teach her control. His efforts had failed. Her succubus nature was too strong. Just the thought of sex, even a small bit of lust, caused the beast to rise within. The desire would take over. She would black out and find her current lover passed out, his life hanging on by a thread, and yet again Tobias would have to clean up her mess.

Tired of losing control, she'd sought out the advice of a witch who told about the sealing ceremony. "The magicks involved are volatile and dangerous. You could die," the witch had warned her.

"I don't care. Just make it happen." Guilt, fear, anger and desperation had driven her to this point. She wanted either to die or have the monster inside of her sealed away if it couldn't be killed. Roxi felt as if the hungers were trying to claw their way out of her. Every second that went by, a little more of her control eroded away. The arousal extended thin fingers, tracing light touches up and down her spine. It lit nerve endings on fire and caused her pussy to contract. Her clit ached for a touch, anything to ease the need.

The world was a swirl of heat and desire. She swallowed and tried to push it all down. The power only shoved right back. Roxi stumbled backward and gasped as the energy surged upward. It stole her breath and sent her head spinning. She tried to breathe through the heat that was consuming her. A hand settled on her shoulder. Roxi looked up to find herself staring into calm, steady, golden eyes. Rough fingertips trailed over her cheek. She turned into the touch. Her lips connected with his palm. Without hesitation she kissed the soft skin and sighed. The desire simmered in her veins, but for the first time since her changing, she could control it.

Roxi closed her eyes and kissed his hand again. She inhaled his scent, a mixture of musk edged with something wild and chaotic. The effects of his cologne rushed through her. It sparked fires within her. Her succubus nature didn't rise. Instead, it lay content at this man's feet. He pulled his hand away. For a moment the need came roaring back, out of control. Then it was pushed away when he cupped her chin, leaned forward and kissed her.

The first touch of his mouth was tentative, hesitant. When she didn't push him away, the kiss became more. She heard his heartbeat in her head. The sweet and salty tastes of blood rolled around her mouth. Roxi hungered for him to sink deep inside of her until they were one. A thirst for his blood rose up so strong that she bit him. Instead of moving away from her, he groaned. She felt his arms wrap around her. He pulled her close. When their hips touched, she felt his erection pressing against her stomach. Her pussy contracted. Desire dampened her panties. She wanted to feel every inch of him inside of her, fucking her hard.

Roxi broke the kiss. Her breath came out in soft pants as desire threatened to tug under its riptide. She looked up at him. Although her gaze was pulled toward his golden eyes, she studied his features fully from his high brow, to his sculpted cheekbones, aquiline nose and sensual lips. What shocked her most were the scars that slashed through his cheek and dragged the left side of his mouth down.

She reached up and traced the fine lines lightly.

He grabbed her wrist. The world stopped. Fear that she had done something wrong caused her to look away.

"It's okay. The wounds still hurt, that's all. Besides, I'd rather have your nails tearing up my back." He smiled. Heat flushed her cheeks as she imagined their legs tangled with one another as their bodies moved together, trying to reach climax. "I'm Connor, by the way, reformed warlock."

He gave her a kiss which made her smile against his mouth. She kissed him back. Roxi lifted her hand and threaded her fingers through his hair. The silken strands trailed against her palm and sent pleasure up her arm. He rocked his hips against hers, and she moaned and grabbed a handful of hair. Roxi pulled back to look up at him. "Don't start something you can't finish."

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1348

Can the devil be a romantic hero?

2010-03-15T10:12:00.001-07:00

While daydreaming, I wondered if Lucifer, Satan, the Devil, whatever you call him, I wondered if he could be a hero - a romantic hero with honest love and respect for a woman. I didn't want it to be a man called Lucifer or a devil of a character who finds love, I wanted to rework the actual evil incarnate into a dreamboat. A dreamboat who isn't a neutered version, but one retains some naughtiness that he embraced for an eternity.

It was a blast to flesh out someone with the worst reputation known to exist. So, was I successful in the challenge I set out to fulfill? I think so, but now you can judge for yourself.

Call Me Lucifer by Tilly Greene
Paranormal Erotic Romance/Bondage and D/s
Available through Whiskey Creek Press Torrid

He is much more than the horrific job title and now he needs to prove it to her!

Lucifer, the Prince of Darkness, works hard dishing out punishments and asks for little in return, until now. He's been waiting an eternity for a woman who would bring out his gentle side, his need to love and be loved in return. He’d started to wonder if she even existed but at last he’s found her, in a courtroom arguing for a tougher sentence.

After his first introduction to Nia Adams, a sexy petite firebrand, he spends all his time on the surface at her side. They have a serious relationship and he’s sure the emotion bouncing between them is love. Then she lies to him about how she feels.

While difficult to hear, the lie opens a door. It gives him the only chance he’ll ever have to show her who the man behind the horrific job title really is. And he takes it with both hands.

Read an Excerpt.

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
http://www.tillygreene.com/

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The first eBook in the Mythological Messes Redux series is FREE!

2010-03-09T12:03:00.001-08:00

Mistakes aren't bad, they are often something that can be learned from, but what if they are really bad? Cruel. Whatever the original intentions may have been, it's time to set things right, no matter how difficult it is to make things right for everyone involved - mortal or immortal, they're all equal.

Today "Hephaestus Lays Down the Law" is free from All Romance and it also happens to be the first book in the series, although they don't need to be read in order.

It's time some of the ancient Greeks who were shafted in the original myths to be given a new ending. They derve one that befits who they really were and not what the one thing that defined them.

Mythological Messes Redux Series

Hephaestus Lays Down the Law

Together Again?

Double Punch

Cyra's Cyclopes [coming soon]

Tilly Greene

WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!

http://www.tillygreene.com/

And She Scores by Tilly Greene is OUT!

2010-02-22T06:09:00.000-08:00

And She Scores by Tilly Greene
Contemporary Erotic Romance
Published by All Romance

They've both taken a time out…

Being a lone woman in a mans locker room filled with hard-bodied, sweating, football players would normally be the stuff fantasies were made from. For Sarah Winters, its called work and today her job is to interview the man who stole her heart and then threw it away.

Recovering from what could have been a career ending injury, Patrick Conway should be focused on getting fit, but he isn't. Instead, his mind is on the interview he's about to have with the woman who never came or called to see how he was, despite them having been lovers.

Time for them both to get off the sidelines and back in the game before the clock runs out.

Buy this eBook exclusively from All Romance / OmniLit or any of the other 28 ebooks published everyday of February with all proceeds going to to support the American Heart Association.

EXCERPT

“Patrick Conway, defensive end and captain, is in top form, physically and mentally. He sounds ready to help lead the team to the ultimate game in February. First, they need to make it through their first match against last year’s winners. It isn’t going to be easy, but then again, there’s nothing effortless or painless about football. Next week, we’ll be in Denver, where we’ll see how the hunt for a quarterback is going.”

Sarah mentioned a few more items they’d be looking into and then formally signed off. When they made the final edits, the latter portion could either be kept with the final interview, or separated. There were specific time lengths she needed to adhere to and she would.

“Excellent work, everyone. Thank you, Pat, for sticking around to do the interview. We know you’re busy getting ready and really appreciate your taking the time out to do the interview.”

The producer passed on his thanks and then started to talk with Pat and the trainer directly. After stepping off the box, she walked over to the sound man, and returned the microphone before gathering up her papers. There was a bustle of activity and people talking as everyone took care of packing up their equipment. Kneeling before the bench, she worked on gathering her notes up, and putting them in some semblance of order before she put them back into the folder. She was so intent on what she was doing that she jumped with a gasp when she felt a hand touching her shoulder.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you, I just wanted, um, can we talk?” Pat towered over her and when her eyes rose to meet his, she had to pass a part of his anatomy that she had fond memories of, and from the look of things, it seemed as if his cock remembered her as well. It wasn’t that he had a hard-on, but he was delightfully firm, and the stiffness tempted her to reach out and test its strength.

Looking around the locker room, she noticed everyone else appeared to be busy, and wasn’t paying them any attention.

“I don’t want to do this, Pat. These guys are the ones I’m working with for the next four weeks and don’t need to give them any ideas about us being connected in anyway, because we aren’t.”

“You have it wrong. I didn’t tell Charles to call you.”

“It doesn’t matter. Our jobs draw a line between us that shouldn’t have been crossed.”

“That’s not true. Have dinner with me tonight and I’ll prove it to you. We were good together.”

“No, we can’t be anything. I have a deadline. We need to work on the segment and send it off to the station.”

“Dinner, Sarah, that’s all. I promise nothing else will happen unless you want it to.”

“Ah, now I get it. You’ve been so intent on getting your leg ready for play, that now you want sex, and here I am. A guarantee lay. Well, no thank. I can get that anywhere and so can you.”

“You aren’t—”

“Not like that? I know I’m not and I won’t be treated like I am either.” She stood up with her folder in hand. “Goodbye, Pat, and thank you for the interview.”

Sarah wanted to cry, but wouldn’t, not until she was alone. As she passed by the producer’s side, calmly, she let him know she had some calls to make and would meet him back at the truck, then left the locker room without looking back. Stadiums were all fairly similar, which meant she knew if she followed the hallway in the opposition she’d arrived in, it would lead her to a place she could be alone. The field.

Once she made it to the end and walked out beneath the bright blue sky, she realized it wasn’t the most comfortable place to gather herself back together. It was hot, so she retreated back into the cool opening, and took her sweater off. Looking over the empty field and seats circling it, she had a new view of the massive structure. When full, the stadium was a hive of noise, with an air of excitement rushing through it and yet it somehow managed to feel intimate. As far as she was concerned, on game day, it was the place to be. Only there was no game being played and she wasn’t excited to be there, far from it, and tears silently slipped down her cheeks.

No matter how hard she tried to think otherwise, Sarah knew she loved him as much now as she had before his accident. Of course she couldn’t be happier to see he made it back to a place where he could physically play the game he loved. Unfortunately, it was at the cost of their budding relationship. By no means was what they’d had perfect, but they had been content to wait until things were easier. Or so she thought. Obviously he hadn’t been.

When the tears slowed down, she started to think about what he’d said about his agent, and accepted it could very well be true. Maybe he hadn’t asked the other man to make the call telling her to stay away from him, but he hadn’t sought her out either. She had to accept the fact that there’d been a part of him that hadn’t wanted her around when he was vulnerable.

“Sarah?” She’d been so intent on trying to stop her tears that she hadn’t heard anyone coming up behind her. Pat placed hands on her shoulders and pulled her back to rest against him. The tears gathered again and freely fell. She didn’t want him to know how much he’d hurt her.

“Shhh, please, don’t cry.” He turned her around, held her head between his big hands, and she was lost in his beautiful grey eyes. There was so much she wanted to say to him, only anger and love were mixing around inside her head, robbing her of coherently threading them into a cohesive sentence. Maybe it was wishful thinking on her part, but she thought there was something he also wanted to tell her, only couldn’t put what he was thinking into words. Instead, they reverted to what had worked for them in the past. They made what was most like going to be a very stupid mistake, on many different levels, but that wasn’t what they were thinking about. Not when they were once again in each other’s arms.

Pat leaned down, placed his lips over hers so neither of them had to speak out loud what they wanted or needed to say, and kissed her. They were connected in a basic way and she couldn’t think of anything other than seeking the satisfaction only he could offer. In mere seconds, their passion took control of them both, and talk became useless. She’d much rather take his kiss full of desire for her and hold it close to her heart, than hash out the problems that rested between them.

Remember, you can buy this eBook exclusively from All Romance / OmniLit or any of the other 28 ebooks published everyday of February with all proceeds going to support the American Heart Association.

Enjoy!

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
http://www.tillygreene.com/

Double Punch by Tilly Greene is OUT!

2010-02-08T06:00:00.000-08:00

Mount Olympus is buzzing with activity - the challenge for immortality is on!

Castor and Pollux, universally known as the twins who aren’t really twins, have been existing amongst the stars as the Gemini constellation for years. Without any warning, Zeus pulls them from the sky, and offers both men a second chance at immortality. The challenge is simple: they have one year on Earth to find their true mates. Every type of woman crosses their paths and while they make up for lost time when it comes to seeking sexual gratification, none of their partners complete them. None, that is, until they meet the stunning woman who they both claim.

Anissa George knows how lucky she was to be adopted as a child from a Bhutanese orphanage. Her family heaped love and an understanding that there was nothing wrong with being different, while living life to the fullest. To do that, she puts an educational computer game concept together, and the company she wants to produce the game, took on her project. Once she settled the work issue, it was time to pay attention to her non-existent love life. Before she can look for a date, two men who fit her perfectly are there, asking her to choose one. Impossible.

WARNING: The fire starts with one on one loving and then the flames rage out of control when they become three.

A Paranormal Erotic Romance / Menage a Trois

Buy eBook exclusively at All Romance eBooks / OmniLit.

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
http://www.tillygreene.com/

Best of Torrid Teasers Vol. 2 is OUT!

2010-01-17T06:00:00.000-08:00

Tilly Greene

Ever wonder how wild and kinky life can get on a private island?

RUSSIA
Russian businessman, Vasiliy Beketov, bought an island to be his home away from home. Everything was going his way when suddenly, he was hunted down for no reason other than being a success. Finally back in control of his life, Zura Girard comes to his private sanctuary as a designer and ends up becoming much more.

NEW ZEALAND
Kiri Kanawa had been gifted with finding and possessing love. Unfortunately it came in a non-traditional way. The intensity of her feelings, along with her parents’ disapproval, was too much to handle and scared her away from true happiness. Now Timu Tuhaere and Luke McClure have her back on their islands and they’ll do whatever it takes to keep her there.

CHINA
On her lunch break, Jia Li is kidnapped off a busy street in San Francisco's Chinatown and wakes up on an airplane. Terrified and blindfolded, she doesn’t understand what is happening, until her captor reveals himself as her ex-boyfriend Yi Burton. He is determined to save her life and bring her back into his arms, which can only happen on his private island.

INDIA
Bollywood starlet, Sati Chaudhari, has had most of her life controlled by her uncle, except for one thing. He can’t manage who she loves. While away from his authority, she meets and marries Bodhi Burke, a hotel mogul. Unfortunately, their need for secrecy continues, and their busy lives keep them apart. Not satisfied, Bodhi buys a private island, a place for them alone.

Cheri Valmont

Care to take a dare on a future time?

Take a trip to the alien planet of Kazphyr from the technologically advanced country of Kantrer to the wilds of the forbidden country of Velorn: A place where circumstances force inhabitants to improvise when it comes to finding love and keeping it forever.

SEX MACHINE
After repairing a Zand pleasure ’droid, android technician, Teena Andrenas is offered a chance to meet Zand and the first pleasure ’droid ever created. The owner of Zand Robotics, Zand Gorsend, soon realizes Teena is the female for him. Can he convince her he’s real and meant to be her one, true mate?

EQUAL OPPORTUNITY SEDUCTION
The Kazphyrian government is forcing all able-bodied citizens to find a mate. Bradeon Gosh-Ere and Hankren Tereamin want a special female mate who will accept them both and the relationship they share as lovers. When Drendar Kyntrel accepts the temporary position to help, can the males convince the suitable Dren to accept them as her mates for life?

THE COMMANDER’S MATE
Aimee Syncire wakes to find herself a prisoner of the Velornian Legion commander, JarrRon Ry Vere. Aimee’s determination and will to survive draws Jarr from the first. When circumstances force JarrRon to release Aimee, he must find a way to bring her back and convince her to accept him as his true, barbarian mate.

ALIA’S DEBT
When Princess Alia Faddei is bought from slavers as a ‘gift’ for GarinRig Ossur, she is determined to serve the debt of honor due for her rescue. From the moment Alia encounters Garin, she wants him. Alia’s fulfillment of her debt could mean her death. Can Garin and Alia be together without forsaking their honor or their lives?

Susan M Sailors

SHADOWS OVER SEA VIEW
Victoria moves into Sea View expecting to find the ghost her grandmother told her about. She dreams of a man named Quentin, then discovers he is real—and a vampire. She agrees to help him end his curse, hoping it will all end with him in her arms, not the grave.

TREASURE
Katie O’Brien came to the Bluebird Inn hoping for a vacation. But when a pirate named Jack seduces her then confesses he’s a ghost, her plans change drastically. Jack hopes he can convince Katie to give them both the chance to find the true love that could save them both.

STARS AND STRAPS
Tasha left her home world because she’d always felt unfulfilled as a princess. She’d never been sure what she was missing until a bounty hunter named Cade found her. Now Tasha has another mission—convincing Cade that what they’ve found is worth far more than the bounty on her head.

UNFORGETTABLE VOYAGE
Deacon books a cruise on a pleasure ship to make his business partner Lukas happy, but then he meets Romana. Deacon soon begins to believe that, despite his partner’s pleasure-only attitude, love is still a possibility and great sex doesn’t have to be optional in a real relationship.

Now available from Whiskey Creek Press Torrid

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
http://www.tillygreene.com/

January Contest

2010-01-05T06:06:00.001-08:00

January Contest

Use the Coupon Code FirstSnow10 at checkout at ChangelingPress.com for 5% off your order and for a chance to win 10 Changeling Credits.

Contest ends Midnight EST, Jan 31st. Good Luck.

Winner will be contacted via email.

Contract News!

2009-12-29T15:31:00.000-08:00

Hi Everyone!

I have three contracts to annouce. *Grin* Changeling Press has contracted my Sex and Chocolate story Chocolate Bliss. And another Last Call Story: Dog Sled (which has yet to be written *panicking*). Also, Tease Publishing has contracted Orion's Star which will be part of the Love's Immortal Pantheon Vol 3. Anthology.

Right now I'm working on finishing up Chocolate Snake Bites before I turn back to a few WIPs that need to be finished, like oh say the next Tartan book and the next Hades Helmet book. *Grinning and ducking*

I'm so excited. Okay, back to work.

Se

AAD is open for registration!

2009-12-23T09:46:00.000-08:00

The Authors After Dark event is coming, and we want YOU to attend and help us make it the best convention of 2010!

This year will be held at the Harmon Meadow Holiday in Secaucus, NJ on September 16-19. As with last year, this is an event for READERS by AUTHORS, and is guaranteed to give you a weekend you wont soon forget!

Join your hostess, Jacquelyn Frank along with the Authors After Dark bloggers and friends for a wild weekend sure to delight the reader in you! This year, we will be opened to all genres of romance, as well as including a GLBT track!

Registration is now open! $140 gets you 5 meals, access to all the parties, mini events, classes and goodies! Rooms are $109 a night, double occupancy.

We are happy to announce these publishers and retailers as our fantastic sponsors: Kensington, Ballentine, Tease Publishing, Black Phoenix Alchemy Labs, Changeling, Phaze, MLR Press, Total E Bound, All Romance E books, Pretty-Scary.com, Dorchester and many more!

New this year, AAD will have a Con Suite, filled with gift bags, goodies, snacks and other such sundries, as well as a full Vendor room with 10 vendors! Also, several awesome workshops including Bellydancing, Meditations, Intuitive work and pod casting!

Saturday will have both a mass author signing, and a Masquerade ball! For more information, check out our website!

For up to the minute author participation, info on mini events, sponsors, publishers and all else, check out our website: http://aadromanceunlimited.com

A sweet chance to win!

2009-09-26T19:13:00.001-07:00

JUST RELEASED: OF CRIMSON AND COLLARS (American Satyrs book 1)

A prince without a kingdom, and a princess without a master. A Satyr's passion knows no bounds.

As a princess of the Satyr confederation, Minerva has been coddled, spoiled and revered, as well as taught and trained just how to serve her Satyr. Beautiful, sexy and a prize in herself, she's anxious to meet the man that will become her lover, master, and reason for living.

Esben Chambers, a half demon, half something else orphan lives on earth with few cares or ties. His family partially unknown, he's embraced his Strigo, or time demon, heritage, though some of his powers are well out of the scope of the lords of time.

When an Imp shows up at his estate and claims he's the only living Satyr prince to clan Tempest, Ben realizes there might be something to figuring out just who his father's people were, and agrees to go to New York for a Convergence Summit. He's counting on figuring out why he was left alone in the world.

What he doesn't count on is the enchanting woman he sees in a floor show, the woman that makes his blood burn to possess her.

Audra and I are extremely excited to have this book out finally and love that it is with Total E Bound! To celebrate the release, we are giving away a fantastic gift basket! This gift basket contains a t shirt with the awesome cover on it, as well as a tote bag with the cover, a set of playing cards (cover on the top) a signed cover flat, other promo, print book OF READERS CHOICE and a one of a kind set of earrings created for the book release in sterling silver, fire opal, smoky quartz and crystal.

So how do you win? buy the book today, and email us (Stella@stellaandaudra.com) with the answer to this question: What is the name of the first girl in the book? You have until September 29th to get your entry in!

BUY NOW!

WHAT A WICK'D WAY TO BURN Giveaway Extravaganza!

2009-09-16T04:33:00.000-07:00

Featuring many HOT and EXCITING Prizes from many Wick'd Participants!

Entries Accepted September 15th - October 15th and the Drawings begin October 16th - One Winner Per Day!

Enter now at Wick'd Reads!

(Entry Rules and Details here)

Drawing # 1, October 16
Flicker Fusion Candle from Wick'd Reads, in association with FLICKER WARRIORS and Author William Maltese, scented in Berry Spice Fusion
www.myspace.com/flickerwarriors
www.wickdreads.com

Drawing # 2, October 17
Autographed Copy of SUCKS! From Internationally Best Selling Author William Maltese and a pair of SUCK! Boxer Shorts!
www.williammaltese.com

Drawing #3, October 18
DEATH by Author Dorlana Vann on Disk and a DEATH Bookmark
www.dorlanavann.com

Drawing #4, October 19
The Artist Challenge T-Shirt from The Artist Challenge
www.theartistchallenge.com

Drawing #5, October 20
Book of Reader's Choice from Author Karen Michelle Nutt [PDF Copy]
www.kmnbooks.com

Drawing #6, October 21
Sexy Tote filled with Goodies from Author Tilly Greene
www.tillygreene.com

Drawing # 7, October 22
3 Hot Pdf copies from Author Jasper McCutcheon: I WAS TORTURED BY A PYGMY LOVE QUEEEN, THE BLACK POUCH CRUSADER, and SCREW HIM
www.jardonnserotictales.com

Drawing #8, October 23
Tartan Interlude Candle from Author Selena Illyria, scented in Spiced Cherry
www.selenaillyria.com

Drawing #9, October 24
Pdf copy of The Vampire Collection, by Author BellaDonna Drakul
www.myspace.com/thevampirecollection

Drawing #10, October 25
3 Autographed Books from Internationally Best Selling Author William Maltese! TUSKS, SNAKES, and A SLIP TO DIE FOR
www.williammaltese.com

Drawing #11, October 26
ABRAXAS Vampire Gift Set from Author Mistress Rae
http://bloodtouch.webs.com

Drawing #12, October 27
2 Pdf book copies from Author Kate Hill: DOING THYME, and HUNGER
www.kate-hill.com

Drawing #13, October 28
Sex Bomb Candle and Scent Chips from Candle Artist Jfay, Studio 3B, scented in Strawberries and Champagne
www.studio3bonline.com

Drawing #14, October 29
2 Autographed books from Author Jardonn Smith: THE TORTURED SECUTOR, and DANUBE DIVIDE
www.jardonnserotictales.com

Drawing #15, October 30
Build Your Own Pendulum! From Parawomen Scream Radio
www.blogtalkradio.com/League_of_Extraordinary_Paranormal_Women

Drawing #16, October 31
Blood Vial Gift Set and BITE ME Thong from Vampire Wear!
www.vampirewear.com

What A Wick'd Way to Burn Extravaganza shall be a seriously HOT lead up to November!

The picture above was created by Amy, from Parawomen Scream Radio - thank you!

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

Of Crimson and Collars contest

2009-09-06T21:18:00.001-07:00

Fab Book News!

2009-08-30T17:22:00.001-07:00

Highland Heat is now available in print at Amazon and Barnes & Noble - so exciting!

Now, do you want it signed? Talk about Hamish's secret? Want to discover what inspired Graces business?

Well, you can come hunt me down at any of the events listed below, and I'll be happy to fill you in.

September 3 [11:00am]
Books Beyond Boundaries Blog Talk Radio Show
Online Interview

September 12 [10-4:00pm]
Monroe Cheese Festival

October 3 [10-4:00pm]
Collingswood Book Festival, Collingswood NJ

October 9-11
RomantiCon, Richfield [Akron] OH

October 23-25
Authors After Dark Paranormal Weekend, Suffern NY

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

Getting Ready to Party!

2009-08-05T18:42:00.000-07:00

October 21-23 in Suffern NY is the First Annual Authors After Dark Paranormal Weekend and some Samhain/Linden Bay authors are going to be there! It is an incredible list who will be attending, some I haven't met before, and can't wait to do so.

Did you know with three months to go, we're already knee deep in preparations? Oh yes, maybe even waist deep, but we are so excited about it all, we decided to go into the Samhain Cafe and drop some hings of what's going on.

So, come on over tomorrow, Thursday, August 6th, from 4-9:00pm est, and play. The hostesses with the mostest have given us permission to take over the Cafe and we intend to spread so fun.

Hang on, I keep saying "we" - who are the "we" that will getting ready to party in October?

Bianca D'Arc, Cat Johnson, Leigh Ellwood, Samantha Sommersby and me, Tilly Greene.

See you all there!

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

A new FREE READ is available!

2009-07-31T10:17:00.000-07:00

Dragon Lust
Contemporary Erotica
Cover Artist: Stella Price

O'Reilly's is an average bar. People go there to have a drink after work and play the type of games that satisfy their personal needs, no matter how odd or different they may be. On this particular night, the dragon's lust rules, but who controls the dragon?

Okay, I hear you. How is it possible to have a contemporary with a dragon involved? How does that work and what's this about control?

Well, without giving anything away, here's a not so subtle hint:

Artist Tiago Hoisel

You can pick up your copy from All Romance eBooks [ARe].

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

AAD is close! you better be there!

2009-07-23T18:06:00.000-07:00

The Authors After Dark Paranormal Weekend is coming fast!

Join your host New York Times Best Seller Jacquelyn Frank and the Authors After Dark Bloggers for a fantastic weekend in NY’s Hudson Valley! Authors scheduled to appear include:

Sunny

Joey W. Hill

Stella and Audra Price

Bianca D'Arc

Rosemary Laurey

Jennifer Armintrout

Madeline Oh

Georgia Evans

Mechele Armstrong

Samantha Sommersby

Cat Johnson

Cathy Clamp

Eliza Gayle

Diana Castilleja

Leigh Ellwood

Tilly Greene

Selena Illyria

Adra Steia

Stephanie Julian

Judi Fennell

Kayleigh Jamison

Donna Grant

Robin T. Popp

Linda Mooney

Mima

Join us for some paranormal craziness, two amazing parties (A candy shoppe mixer with a make your own sundae bar and hard cider tasting and a Masquerade dinner and ball with DJ) a cocktail hour, a massive book signing, and tons of reader events lead by the featured authors! Also, we are running a fantastic charity raffle, to benefit the A C N and local no kill shelter, Pets Alive! Both Animal charities are extremely deserving and the baskets and gifts we have for you are vast and many!

With donated baskets from: Jacquelyn Frank, Bianca D'Arc, Stella and Audra Price, Tease Publishing, Mechele Armstrong, Sierra DaFoe, Eliza Gayle, Pretty- Scary, Karen Chance, Rosemary Laurey, Georgia Evans, Madeline Oh, Joey W. Hill, Mima, Leigh Ellwood, Jory Strong, Nancy Haddock, Chloe Neill, Melina Morel,Stephanie Julian, Judi Fennell, Mark Henry, G.A.Aiken, Shelly Laurentson, Donna Grant, Robin T Popp, Jenna Maclaine, Kate Douglas and many more!

Time is running out to sign up and join us for this fabulous weekend filled with books, wild times and surprises! Registration is 160$ until August 1^st then becomes 175$. Your room rate is 99$ a night double occupancy, so you can attend a innovative and special weekend for 270$ if you sign up by August 1^st! You will not find any convention or event cheaper!

Check out everything on the website: www.authorsafterdark.net and join us for this amazing weekend! We look forward to seeing you and helping you fall in love with books this fall! Don’t get left out!

Dawg Town: Homecoming, OUT NOW!

2009-06-29T09:44:00.000-07:00

Use Coupon Code SI63009 for 5% off your order at Changeling Press.com!

Dawg Town: Homecoming

Blurb:

Cat shifter Alina Bloome has been gone from Barkus for five years. Now she's back and her childhood crush has declared her his. Still hurting from his rejection before she left, she's decided he's going to have to work very hard to get her. Handcuffs wouldn't hurt either.

Werewolf and honorary member of the Prairie Dawgs Taylor MacKeller has been biding his time, waiting for Alina to come of age and come home. Now that she's back in town, she's his for the taking and he's got the handcuffs to help in his task.

Buy Link:

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1185

Excerpt:

Dawg Town: Homecoming
Selena Illyria
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2009 Selena Illyria

This e-book file contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language which some may find offensive and which is not appropriate for a young audience. Changeling Press E-Books are for sale to adults, only, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers.

Alina popped the trunk and got out of the car just as Kitty came rushing off the porch.

"Hey, Lina, welcome home!" Her friend enveloped her in a big bear hug and then stepped back. Kitty's dark brown gaze looked her over from head to toe. "Still haven't grown some."

"Shut up, not everyone can be all tall and curvaceous like you." Alina laughed and made her way to the back of the car.

"Yes, well, it's a gift really, that and my flawless milk chocolate complexion and fabulous hair." Kitty laughed and joined her at the trunk. "Damn girl, you have a lot of luggage. You didn't say, are you moving back or not?"

"I'm coming home. I decided on the plane. I'm tired of moving around and crashing on a friend's couch. That was good for college and vacations, but it wasn't good for me. Now I'm older and I need a solid base, you know?"

"So this has nothing to do with Taylor?"

Heat rushed to Alina's face at the mention of her childhood crush. Her heartbeat picked up as an image of his face rose before her eyes. She could see his features clearly; his shoulder length, messy, ink black hair that just begged for fingers to be run through it, the square jaw that always had a five o'clock shadow even at eight in the morning, his long, straight nose and hooded, storm gray eyes that were framed by sooty black lashes.

Just the image made her body clench in need. Her pussy tingled with awareness. She bit her lip to keep from sighing or groaning. After all these years she still wanted him. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, trying to pull herself together.

"You do know you'll see him, right? As soon as your car was spotted, you knew this was going to happen. The word is out that you're back. It's a small town. Everyone's a busybody. I'll give you some warning, though, that cat shifter that moved in a year ago, the one that I told you about, has her eyes on him."

"I'm not going to fight for him. I refuse to do that. If he wants to be with her, so be it. I told him how I felt before I left. He just wished me a safe trip and walked away. I don't want to go through that again. I refuse to make a fool of myself over some guy who doesn't want me."

"Are you trying to tell me something?" Kitty asked.

Alina's eyes opened and she looked at her friend. Sadness rose up to quash the simmering arousal. "No, hon, he wants you, he's just too stupid to see that. If he refuses to defy his parents to be with you, what good is he?"

"You're right. I just wish I could make myself fall in love with someone else. Enough moping about guys. Let's get your luggage into the house." Kitty grabbed a few bags and headed back for the porch.

"I just wish I could make myself forget about him," Alina said softly before grabbing some of her luggage and heading for the house. She laughed when she saw Kitty standing on the porch looking helpless.

"The key would be nice, wouldn't it?" Alina called out before joining Kitty at the front door.

"Shut up."

Alina smiled. It was nice to be home.

Virtual Tour: Toni Andrews

2009-06-24T08:40:00.000-07:00

Warning: Profanity.

Cry Mercy, Out NOW!

Blurb:

I just want a normal life…even if I'm not entirely sure I'm human.

My name is Mercy Hollings and I'm a successful hypnotherapist in Balboa, California. The problem is, my good fortune is dependent on a dark secret. I can make people do whatever I want using telepathy, a power I call "the press." And that ability has hurt some people I never wanted to hurt, so I try to keep it under wraps.

I also try to keep people at a distance…at least, I used to. Recently a group of fearless characters broke through my self-imposed walls and became my friends: Sukey, my receptionist-turned-P.I.; Tino, a Chicano gang leader; Hilda, a wealthy society widow; Grant, a retired millionaire—and Sam, my sexy-as-hell ex-boyfriend.

But with friends comes drama. Tino has inadvertently led me into the dark world of gang violence, and Sukey has pushed me into searching for my biological parents, the only people who can finally tell me who—or what—I really am.

Buy Links:

Mira Books (discounted while they last!) http://tinyurl.com/oe8tkd

Amazon Link: http://tinyurl.com/CryMercy

Amazon UK Link: http://tinyurl.com/prh6ej

Barnes and Noble: http://tinyurl.com/pxrx9f

Indigo Books (Canada): http://tinyurl.com/qcycaf

Rendezvous Romance (Australia) http://tinyurl.com/r4g56z

Click here to read an Excerpt.

For More about the author:

Toni's web site: http://toniandrews.com/

Where to send your Self Addressed Stamped Envelope to get a signed book plate for your copy: http://toniandrews.com/CryMercyTour.htm

Toni's Blog: http://tinyurl.com/ToniBlog

Toni's TV show: http://toniandrews.com/SoManyBooks.htm

Cry Mercy Trailer: http://tinyurl.com/75vl4s

Book Rx, Toni's "Book Doctor" service: http://toniandrews.com/BookRx.htm

Birthday Bash Week 4

2009-06-23T08:46:00.000-07:00

Welcome to another Birthday Bash! Read the directions carefully so you can be entered into the contest. One entry per week.

Read the questions, click the banners to find the answers and send the answers to selenaillyria.contests AT gmail Dot Com with Birthday Bash Contest Week 4 in the subject line. All entries must be in by 11:59 pm EST, June 30th. Winner will be announced July 1st. All Blank entries and emails that don't have the correct answers will be thrown out. All answers left in the comment section will be throw out!

Please Note if You can't see the whole entry click here.

Week 3 PRIZE (June 15th-20th) -

The Winner of Week 3

Fedora C.!

Winner has been contacted via email.

Note: I'm sorry to anyone who had trouble with the links. I'll be looking into why this happened.

Week 4 PRIZE (Jume 23rd-30th)

Prize Extras:

Mari Carr- Download of eBook Everything Nice

Mary Winter- Download of eBook Angel's Blade

Lizzie Lynn Lee- $25 Amazon Gift Certificate

Savannah Chase: Goodie Bag

Anne Kane: Download of any Shifting Priorities eBook

Stella and Audra Price: Print Book

Lena Austin: One copy of Berdache, delivered upon release July 3.

Changeling Press: Download of one ebook from backlist (please note new releases do not qualify in this prize)

Lex Valentine: Winner's Choice of ebook from Lex's Backlist

Mychael Black: Copy of ebook Blood & Fire

Aspen Mountain Press: PDF Copy of White Russian

Chris Marie Green/Crystal Green Question: What is the name of the fifth book in the Vampire Babylon series ?

Changeling Press Question: What is the name of the multi-author series coming in July 09?

Lex Valentine Question: What fairy tale is the soon to be released novella The Pixie Prince a twisted version of?

Mychael Black Question: What case is Detective Julian Anders working in the novel 2050?

Ann Vremont Question: 2 months before showing up on Lucy Suther's doorstep in Coyote's Woman, what action did Shane take?

Aspen Mountain Press Question: What is the name of Kate’s Muse?

Celia Kyle Question: Name the two characters in Celia's upcoming release Dawg Town: Big Dawg.

Cat Marsters Question: Where is the female dragon hiding?

Birthday Bash Week 3

2009-06-15T03:23:00.000-07:00

To see the whole post go here.

Welcome to another Birthday Bash! Read the directions carefully so you can be entered into the contest. One entry per week.

Read the questions, click the banners to find the answers and send the answers to selenaillyria.contests AT gmail Dot Com with Birthday Bash Contest Week 1 in the subject line. All entries must be in by 11:59 pm EST, June 20th. Winner will be announced June 21th. All Blank entries and emails that don't have the correct answers will be thrown out. All answers left in the comment section will be throw out!

Week 2 (June 8th-13th):

Winner of Week 2

Beth R.

Two Lips Goodie Bag Winner

Linda C.

Winners Contacted via Email!

Week 3 PRIZE (June 15th- 20th):

Print Books ($75.59 Value):
Code Name: Bikini by Christina Skye, Killer Focus by Fiona Brand
Pier Pressure by Dorothy Francis
The Markonos Bride by Michelle Reid
On the Move by Pamela Britton
Just One of the Guys by Kristan Higgins
Damned, Delicious and Dangerous Anthology by Delilah Devlin * Megan Kerans* Lisa Renee Jones (A)
Wild, Wild Women of the West II by Layla Chase, Delilah Devlin, Myla Jackson (A)
Love's Immortal Pantheon Anthology by Dagmar Avery, Cat Johnson, Tilly Greene, Kayleigh Jamison, Eliza Gayle, Selena Illyria, Diana DeRicci (A)

Promo Pack

Lena Austin Question: What is a Berdache?

Kim Knox Question: Who is the hero of Dark Host?

Shelley Munro Question: What type of shifter is Jack Sullivan?

Cynnara Tregarth Question: What book of mine deals with BDSM in the future?

Sophia Titheniel Question: Which mystical creature will be the protagonist of Sophia's next book?

Birthday Bash Contest Week 2

2009-06-08T09:36:00.000-07:00

Read the questions, click the banners to find the answers and send the answers to selenaillyria.contests AT gmail Dot Com with Birthday Bash Contest Week 2 in the subject line. All entries must be in by 11:59 pm EST, June 13th. Winner will be announced June 14th. All Blank entries and emails that don't have the correct answers will be thrown out. All answers left in the comment section will be throw out!

Please Note: If you can't see the whol thing, click here to see the entire post.

Week 1 (June 1st-6th):

Week 1 Winner: Debbie B!

Winner was contacted via email!

Week 2 (June 8th-13th):

(This Week's Contest Sponsored by Two Lips Review)

PRIZE:

CDs ($28.98 Value)

The Best of Vanessa-Mae CD

Worrisome Heart by Melody Gardot CD

Promo Pack

Cherise Sinclair Question: Master Nolan strips Beth of what article of clothing?

Delilah Devlin Question: What three books do I have releasing in the month of June?

Anne Kane Question: Question - Which series features the Imperial Were-Panthers?

Jess Dee Question: What are the names of the three characters who make up the "Circle of Friends"?

Stella and Audra Price Question: What is the name of the main female character in our forthcoming 3rd Knossos West Snake novella?

Birthday Bash Contest Week 1

2009-06-01T09:55:00.000-07:00

Mari Carr Question: Everything Nice is the sequel to what Ellora's Cave story?

Mary Winter Question: What do the characters in An Angel’s Blade flight?

Savannah Chase Question: My question: In Pleasure After The Pain, what does Jack tell Serena about the tattoo?

Dawn Montgomery Question: Two part question: Who is the mastermind behind the series “Sex and Chocolate” and what is the tentative title to my Sex and Chocolate book?

Lizzie Lynn Lee Question: What's the name of the heroine in Prince and the Assassin?

Good Luck!

Selena

Get Hooked on a New Series Contest

2009-05-05T10:56:00.000-07:00

My Turn To Invade...BookWenches

2009-04-30T09:46:00.001-07:00

Today the Ravenous Romance Ornery 11 Blog Tour Stops at the BookWenches place. I'm the featured author at today's stop. Come join me as I talk about the one genre I would like to be well known for and tease you with an excerpt from Special Delivery.

http://www.bookwenches.com/ravenousorneryeleventour.htm

Savannah

Bestselling Author Of Romance & Erotica
www.savannahchase.com
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/savannahchase/

New Release and a awesome contest!

2009-04-13T07:50:00.001-07:00

Available now at Total-e-bound from Stella and Audra Price

Beyond the Vision of Dreams

Book one in the Knossos West Series

What do you do when the woman of your dreams shows up on your doorstep?

Remy
Crane, an unmated were python, has been having some extremely erotic
dreams for the past week about a woman he's sure doesn't exist. Imagine
his surprise when he wakes up one morning and finds the woman of his
dreams standing just inside the front door of the Weresnake compound.

He recognizes Chrissy Stanford as his mate, albeit instinctually only, and
decides he needs to have her in his bed. Little does he know she's
going to become part of his heart as well.

Reader
Advisory: This book contains erotic dreams and a hot hero and heroine
who turn into snakes once a month. Find out why scales are the new fur.

CONTEST

Win a Knossos West Prize pack!

A ball cap that says Scales are the New Fur
A book cover keychain
A Knossos West notepad
A Knossos West book card
A large Knossos West book cover magnet
Several other goodies including a Sticker, promo and posters

How to win? You have three chances!:

1. Email me at stella@stellaandaudra.com with BEYOND THE VISION OF DREAMS in the subject line to be entered.
2. BUY Beyond the Vision of Dreams HERE and Leave a review on the page to get a second entry.

3. Joining our NEWSLETTER group between April 13th and the 27th to get a third chance to win!

Contest runs from April 13th to April 27th. I will be posting the winner at the TEB blog on April 28th!

Good Luck!

What are you doing this Saturday?

2009-03-27T13:23:00.000-07:00

Saturday, March 28, a groups of authors [Cat Johnson, Stella Price, Jacki Kessler and Tilly Greene] will be talking and signing our books at The Spotty Dog: Books and Beer [440 Warren Street, Hudson, NY 12534] - stop by and jump into Spring with a nice hot book!

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

Fancy a little romance?

2009-03-19T15:00:00.000-07:00

If the answer was yes, then here's your chance. This saturday, March 21st, from 5-9:00pm there will be a wine and cheese party with 10 romance authors at Chicklet Books [Princeton Shopping Center, 301 N. Harrison St, Princeton, NJ 08540].

That's right, every sub-genre from contemporary to paranormal to futuristic, as well as heat levels from sweet to erotica will be there with such authors as Tilly Greene, Stella Price, Cat Johnson, Jackie Kessler, Ciar Cullen, Toni Andrews, Allie Boniface, Leigh Ellwood, K.A. Mitchell and Selena Illyria.

One more thing, there will also be plenty of prizes to be won.

What a fantastic way to spend a Saturday night! Come and join the fun.

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

March Monthly Scorcher is OUT!

2009-03-01T15:07:00.000-08:00

Are you a member?

Not to worry, here is your chance to join and reap the benefits - namely contests just for members. Head over to either Yahoo or Google and sign up.

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

With His Mind Out Now!

2009-02-27T10:52:00.000-08:00

With His Mind

Blurb:
Stacia Allen loves her job and has no desire to lose it. But she’s been “friends with benefits” with Jason Montano for months… and he’s her boss. And now he says he wants to “talk” about their arrangement.

Jason has a confession to make. He’s in love with Stacia… and he’s a telepath. To even the playing field, he plans to give her a family heirloom that will let her read his mind in return and also see images he projects. Oh, the sexy possibilities!

Buy Link:
http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1094

Family Heirlooms: With His Mind
Selena Illyria
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2009 Selena Illyria
This e-book file contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language which some may find offensive and which is not appropriate for a young audience. Changeling Press E-Books are for sale to adults, only, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers.

It was a beautiful day on Orion Delta 5. The view out the window was gorgeous. The sun shone in the pale blue-purple sky as wispy white clouds moved slowly across the heavens. A few hover-trucks made their way overhead as people walked along the busy sidewalks below, toward their destinations.

And Stacia Allen was about to be late. “Where the hell is it?” She searched frantically through the piles of discarded clothes, managing to find her blouse, skirt, stockings, shoes and panties. She was only missing her bra. She pushed away the pile of men’s clothing and groaned in irritation. She stood and looked around the bedroom. Her eyes landed on the sleeping man on the bed. His pale blond hair spread across the navy blue and silver pillow, one tanned arm thrown across his forehead.

It had all happened so fast last night. One second they were celebrating getting the Olsen Metallic account, the next she and Jason were in a cab with his hand up her skirt. In the elevator he’d pressed her against the back wall and kissed her passionately. They’d finished in his bedroom where he tried to fuck her senseless. Now it was morning and back to reality where she had to go into work and act like she hadn’t been sleeping with the boss for the past three months.

She scanned the bedroom until she finally spotted the red lace of her bra on a bookshelf near the doorway. She walked over to grab the lingerie, ready to stuff it in her purse, when she felt, rather than heard, him behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled the crook of her neck.

“Morning,” Jason greeted her, his deep baritone sending shivers up and down her spine, and tingles to her pussy. Her body began to heat up.

She shook her head. She couldn’t afford to be late. She had an important client meeting. A quick glance at the clock told her she only had an hour and a half. “I can’t stay. I’ve got Mercer coming in to discuss his account with me.” She tried to tug his hands free from around her waist but he wouldn’t let go. She looked down at her mocha skin against his tanned flesh; they made an exotic contrast. Memories of the night before, him underneath her as she rode him into ecstasy, filled her mind. She bit down on her lip hard to keep focused.

“You can reschedule. Come on, I need you again.” He ground his hardened cock against her ass. She clenched her thighs in an attempt to stave off the dull ache of her sex but it wasn’t working. Her body felt tight. Her breasts ached to feel his callused palms upon them.

“Jason, we can’t do this now. You’ve got meetings too. Please let me go.”

He swore. “I can’t keep doing this with you,” Jason stated, pulling away from her.

“Jason, can we talk about this later? I have to get home to get showered, changed and back to work before Mercer arrives. I’ll cook dinner and we’ll have a movie night. Okay? Bye.” She jumped away from him, grabbed her clothes and rushed into the living room where she paused just long enough to get dressed as best she could and call a cab. If he was going to end it with her, she wanted to have time to process it and then give him her response. She did not want to have their “break-up” on her mind when she was supposed to be dealing with a big name client.

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1094

The wet t-shirt look, hate it or love it...

2009-02-26T07:01:00.000-08:00

it's here to stay!

Today, I'm on the TRS Blue Blog talking about where I think the wet t-shirt look started. It's interesting, not at all how most people view it - honest.

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

Together Again? by Tilly Greene is OUT!

2009-02-19T07:39:00.001-08:00

Zeus, King of the gods, God of the Sky and Thunder, knows he has a pretty good existence, except for when it comes to Valentine's Day. For some unknown reason, this was the one day out of the 365 that his desires are ignored by all. With unfulfilled desire pushing him closer to being dangerously angry, he's ready to demand answers from the Moirae when a woman from his past comes to the throne room.

Suddenly, the day of hearts and love isn't looking so bad. Or is it? Leda is someone he wronged in the past and wouldn't blame her if she denied him again, but he cares for her, deeply.

He is ready to do whatever it takes to have her again, but will she forgive his past mistakes?

"Together Again?", the second installment in the Mythological Messes Redux series, is now available exclusively at All Romance eBook [ARe].

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

Catering to Hayley, Out Now!

2009-02-16T12:00:00.000-08:00

Catering to Hayley, Out Now at All Romance eBooks!

Blurb:
Valentine’s Day is just around the corner and Devlin wants cater to Hayley’s every whim.

*This story is tied with Runaway, out now with Tease Publishing*

Buy Link:

http://allromanceebooks.com/product-cateringtohaley-14802-168.html

Excerpt:
Devlin stared at the calendar and took another sip of coffee. He shuddered at the bitterness of the java. Putting the mug down he closed his eyes. Letting out a growl of frustration he put his feet back down on the floor and stood up. He began pacing, trying to think of something, anything. A thought occurred to him and he groaned aloud. “Fuck, why didn’t I think of that before. I’m such a fucking moron.”
“We knew that Dev. Glad you finally figured it out.” Marsh began to laugh. Grinning, Devlin turned to his friend.
“I finally know what to do for Hayley. I’m going to give her an entire day. I’m going to blow off all our assignments and do everything that she wants to do. She’s been so tired lately, all those damn tests the government is putting her through. She needs a day to herself to recover. I’m going to take her away, to my mom’s old place, out past the city limits, to the lake.”
“Wow, you thought of all that by yourself. I’m impressed.”
“Shut up you. You’re in charge while we’re gone. You handle all the clients and run the office. Don’t screw up.”
“You got it, man. You and Hayley have fun. Don’t worry about a thing.”
Devlin started to walk away when he heard Marshall say, “I wonder how he would feel if I reorganized his desk.”
“Don’t you dare touch anything.”
“Yeah, sure, Dev, you got it. Question, how do you feel about pink?”

Award Season is Here!

2009-02-14T07:32:00.001-08:00

The Romance Studio is hosting a party on their TRS CAPA blog today with two different and fantastic prizes on offer in celebration of their annual CAPA Awards. One of the prizes is a $100 Amazon Gift Certificate! While you're there, check out Ride 'em, which has been nominated in the Best BDSM category.

Zandia has been nominated for two different awards and readers can vote for their favorites. RORR has this book listed for a Fantasm Award in the Best Futuristic Romance Novel category [vote here] and ireadromance has it nominated for an Ariadne in the Best Fantasy Romance Novel category [vote here]. ireadromance is also placing all voters into a drawing for a free ebook.

Putting your voting finger to work and have fun!

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

Blood Claim: Prelude Out Now!

2009-02-10T18:15:00.001-08:00

Blood Claim: Prelude

Blurb:
It's the anniversary of Kit being inducted into Vampyre society and Rysen has a few sexy plans up his sleeve -- one of which is to reenact the first night he and Kit made love. He's got the mask, had the room made up. The only problem? A misunderstanding with Kit.

Kit's ready to for a nice lovers' getaway with Rysen. The inn is almost done, Jessye hasn't killed Syrus yet and life is good. That is, until she overhears Rysen on the phone sending roses to another woman. At first she's confused then anger takes over. She's not going to let Rysen make a fool of her.

Is he going to have to tie her down to unveil his surprise and explain it?

Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: Anal play/intercourse, ménage (m/m/f), spanking.

Buy Link:
http://www.loose-id.net/prod-Blood_Claim__Prelude-879.aspx

Excerpt:
Any minute now, Rysen’s heart was going to burst through his chest. Never in his life had he waited so long to go after a woman or been so afraid of the consequences. His spies had reported her every movement, every like and dislike. He knew practically everything about her, and yet it wasn’t enough. He wanted the woman herself to tell him all her secrets. Kit was a decadent treat he couldn’t wait to taste and savor.

There was an innocence and purity about her. He wanted to be careful, to hold his darker tastes back. Tonight he would seduce her, show her the delights that he, and only he, could offer her.

“So tell me, Sen, what do you have planned for me tonight? It is traditional to give the newly inducted a gift after six months of being part of vampyre society.” There was heat in her dark brown eyes. Her gaze stoked the fire burning within him.

The carriage felt too small, the enclosed space was like a furnace. He swallowed as his cock twitched. “I have several things planned to help you celebrate your induction. You just have to trust me. Can you do that?”

He waited for her response, excitement pumping through his veins. The games were really about to begin.

“Yes, I can do that. Could you please take off the mask?” She gave him a hopeful look and he shifted in his seat, the leather creaking with his movement.

He smiled at her and shook his head.

“I wish to see your face. I wish to know what you look like.”

He shook his head again. “No. This is part of the present I give to you. Tonight, you must trust me. Do you trust me?”

He watched her face. Emotions moved and swirled in her eyes, but he saw no doubts or hesitations, much to his relief. He had to play his part, and he would play it in full tonight.
“All right. I trust you, Sen. I put myself in your hands.” She leaned forward, giving him the perfect view of her cleavage. “Now give me my present.”

He swallowed. His plan was now tilting on its axis as she stared up at him. “Present?”

Kit nodded. “Present. I want my present now. Make me forget about what I have to go back to when morning comes. I don’t want to think about suitors or men who may or may not be interested in me.”

Rysen felt his control slipping from his hands as he gazed into her eyes. He needed to regain his composure fast. “I promise you, I will make you forget every last one of them.”

He brought his head down until their lips were only a few millimeters apart. “First, I plan on kissing you slowly. If you’ll allow me, I plan on undressing you, exploring this beautiful body with my mouth and hands. Do you like the sound of that?”

He waited for her answer. His heart was pounding so hard he was afraid it would burst through his rib cage. He had to tread slowly. Rysen was very sure she had never experienced anyone like him. He didn’t want to scare her or make her uncomfortable. Besides, he was in enough trouble as it was with Jessye.

Ignoring the demand of his body to close the distance and kiss her, drag her toward him, and feel her curves against him, Rysen watched her reaction to his words. His cock and fangs throbbed with need. He didn’t want to just taste her blood; he wanted to fuck her until she screamed. Clearing his thoughts, he took in a deep breath and waited for her response.

It didn’t take long. She brought her face closer to his and brushed her lips against his, once, twice, three times. The slight contact fired his blood. Growling, he took hold of her head and held it still. He kissed her with passion, nipping her bottom lip and sucking the plump flesh into his mouth.

His fangs burst forth, pain shot through his mouth, but he didn’t care; the thudding of his heart against his rib cage, the silken feel of her hair against his palms, the light vanilla scent of her were all he knew. Rysen bit down, his fangs sank into her lip, and her blood spilled into his mouth.
In the back of his mind he cautioned himself not to take too much of her blood, only a small taste. Too much would bind them together. He didn’t want that just yet. Closing his eyes, he lost himself in the salty, sweet taste of her. Inhaling deeply, he let himself drown in the musky perfume of her arousal.

Her soft cry made his groin tighten. His heart pounded against his chest as need surged through his veins. He sucked harder, drinking more of her blood into his mouth. The fiery liquid rushed over his taste buds. The sweet elixir was the thing that broke him.

He growled again. He used his vampyric quickness and strength to push her against the opposite seat. His body pressed hers into the cushions. Her hands clutched his biceps, her nails dug into the silk-covered flesh. That was all it took to regain his control. Swearing, he pulled back. He licked the last drop of her blood off his lips and bowed his head. “I’m sorry, Kit. I truly am. I lost myself.”

“Did I tell you to stop?” Her eyes flashed, glittering dangerously. She leaned forward, grabbed him by the lapels of his jacket, and pulled him to her.

Her strength surprised him. Then all his thoughts scattered when her breasts pressed against his chest.

He groaned. “I need to see you. I need to taste you.”

She let go of his lapels and untied the ribbon of her corset. He watched her hands deftly undo the silken strips, pulling the sides of the corset apart to reveal a camisole underneath. He let out a sound of frustration. “You women have far too much underclothing for my liking.”
Brushing aside her hands, he grabbed the delicate material and ripped it.

She gasped and then giggled. “You’re very eager, aren’t you?”

“To see and taste you? Yes, I’m more than eager.” He pushed the sides of the corset and camisole farther apart, exposing her small, high breasts. In the soft, golden light, her skin glowed. Her dark chocolate nipples beckoned to him. He lowered his head, swirling just the tip of his tongue around one dark brown areola. She squirmed underneath him; her hips ground against his. Her movements fanned the fire roaring through him. He could just imagine what it would be like to feel her body move underneath him as they made love.

He pulled his head back and blew, watching the tip tighten. Again, he circled the turgid peak before taking it between his teeth and sucking it into his mouth. Her moan inflamed him further. He ground his hips against her, but the friction was not enough. His cock pressed against his breeches, needing to be released.

He scraped a fang over her nipple. She gasped and shuddered beneath him. He transferred his attention to the other nipple. She buried her fingers into his hair, nails scraping his scalp as she held his head against her breast. Arching her back, she ground her hips harder against his. She moaned his name, and that nearly broke him.

The carriage rolled to a stop, and a moment later, there came a tap on the door. Releasing her nipple with a soft pop, he kissed his way upward until he reached her lips. He pressed his mouth to hers softly, then shrugged out of his jacket and handed it to her. “Put this on. I don’t want anyone to see your beautiful breasts but me.”

She laughed. “Possessive, aren’t we?”

“You don’t know how much. Now hurry,” he murmured. “I need you, and I can smell the intoxicating scent of your arousal.”

She took his coat and pulled it on, then buttoned it up with deft fingers. He pushed open the door and got out before turning and helping her down from the carriage. In the dim light of the carriage house, he could see her hair was mussed. The silver ribbon was threatening to escape, weaving through the waves and curls that fell around her shoulders. He reached out and tucked a few strands behind her ear, letting his fingers run over the delicate strands.

Rysen watched her body shudder, and smiled. Whatever happened this night, he knew this would bind them together. She had mesmerized him, intoxicated him, and he didn’t want to let go of her. But he had to remain in control. If what he had heard was true, and Ryu really had abandoned his clan, it could lead to an alliance between their two houses, despite Jessye’s obvious dislike of him. Rysen wanted Kit to be his consort. He couldn’t picture anyone else at his side but her.

Kit looked up at him, a question in her eyes. “Are you going to stand there and let me freeze?” Her lips curved into a smile, and for a moment, he was caught off guard. “If you’re not careful, I shall need help warming up.”

Reaching out, he cupped her cheek, and she turned toward his touch. He brushed his thumb over her plump lower lip. The flesh looked bruised. He preened at that. I will be her lover. No one else will be with her.

His stomach dropped at the thought, and a shiver raced up his spine. It felt almost as if someone were walking on his grave. Ignoring the sensation, he trailed his hand down, caressing her neck and shoulder, and let it glide down her arm to take hold of her hand. Their fingers threaded together. The feeling seemed honest and right, as if the world had fallen into place. Home.

“Come, darling; let’s go inside so I can warm you up properly.” His voice was surprisingly hoarse with emotion. He started to turn away and head to the door when she tugged on his arm.

“Is something wrong?” she asked.

He raised an eyebrow rose in question. “No, why?”

“Something happened between us, something I can’t name.” Her face scrunched in concentration.

“I’m not sure what you mean.” He knew he was lying, but to tell her what was on his mind would scare them both.

He turned and led her toward the door. Inside, the golden glow of the wall sconces led him upstairs and to his bedroom. He pushed open the door, pulled her inside, and then tugged her against his body. Using his mind, he closed the door and then wrapped his arms around her.

“Ready for your presents?”

With a thought, he lit the room. Candles flared to life and bathed them in a soft, warm light. She gasped and looked around her. Rose petals and candles were everywhere. Her eyes wide, she looked up at him. “Is this all for me?”

The Chocolate Social is HERE!

2009-02-06T06:00:00.000-08:00

The Valentine's Day Chocolate Social w/15 authors is tomorrow [Saturday, February 7 2009] from 2-6:00pm at Borders, 1600 South East Road, Farmington, CT 06032

There will be door prizes, a meet and greet, Q&A, readings, games and snacks [including lots of chocolate goodies :-)].

The 15 authors are:

Stella Price, Jessica Andersen, Marie Force, Cat Johnson, Tilly Greene, Allie Boniface, Annette Blair, Isabelle Santiago, Emily Bryan, Denise Eagan, Toni Andrews, Donna Michaels, Leigh Ellwood, Kristan Higgins and Kathryn Smith

Shall be a great time - hope to see you there!

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

CHANGELING Coupon Code

2009-02-05T11:49:00.000-08:00

Use the Coupon Code PRESENTS09 for 5% off your Changeling order and an entry to win a copy of At Drogan's Command.

Coupon Code is good until the end of the month. Good Luck!

Se

Just for February!

2009-02-01T09:45:00.001-08:00

Whiskey Creek Press Torrid has "An Invitation to the World: Russia" as its FREE read!

As an extra bit of sweetness, they've also put "Come, Sweet Creature" and "Extreme Speed, Total Control" at a discount!

What a fabulous way to kick off the month!

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

Curious about the upcoming Chocolate Social?

2009-01-30T04:43:00.000-08:00

A Valentine's Chocolate Social w/15 authors on Saturday, February 7 from 2-6:00pm at Borders, 1600 South East Road, Farmington, CT 06032

There will be door prizes, a meet and greet, Q&A, readings, games and snacks [including lots of chocolate goodies :-)].

The 15 authors are:

Stella Price

Jessica Andersen

Marie Force

Cat Johnson

Tilly Greene

Allie Boniface

Annette Blair

Isabelle Santiago

Emily Bryan

Denise Eagan

Toni Andrews

Donna Michaels

Leigh Ellwood

Kristan Higgins

Kathryn Smith

Shall be a great time - hope to see you there!

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

For the Love of Readers-Gemma Halliday

2009-01-21T08:52:00.001-08:00

For the Love of Readers

If there is one thing that any writer loves, it’s her readers. Without readers, we’d be nothing.

Last summer I did a series of library talks, and during one of these I had the pleasure of meeting a super sweet, sixteen-year-old reader named Katy. She said she and her mother, Elizabeth, had read all my books and were huge fans. I liked her immediately. :) Katy is an aspiring author and illustrator, and even brought me the cutest laminated drawing of Maddie, the main character in my High Heels books! Isn’t she adorable?

Since then, I’ve seen a few more of Katy’s drawings, and she is incredibly talented! I’m seriously jealous, nothing I’ve ever drawn is half as cool as her stuff. Here’s a poster she did for a contest at the local library (She won!):

And here’s a drawing she did a couple weeks ago when she and her mom were forced to sleep in their car:

Yep, you read that right – Katy and her mom are homeless. They were evicted from their apartment just before Christmas and have been living in hotel rooms (when they’ve been lucky) or their car (when they’ve not been so lucky) since then. Katy has been blogging about life on the streets, and you can read all about how this incredibly sweet mother and daughter ended up in this situation here:

As Katy states on her blog, "Homelessness has many faces. And sometimes it happens to have a computer." Both Katy and her mother seem to have very positive outlooks, but it’s clear they’re in some real trouble.

Which is where we come in. I’ve teamed up with Haven Rich at Romantic Inks to put together an auction to help get Katy and her mom back on their feet. We’ve got tons of great stuff up for bid including agent and published author manuscript critiques, website design services, tarot readings, artwork, jewelry, handmade quilts, collectibles, toys, gift baskets, and tons and tons of autographed books.

I’m personally auctioning off the chance to name a character in my next book, SCANDAL SHEET, after the person of the winner’s choice. And my fabulous editor, Leah Hultenschmidt at Dorchester Publishing, is auctioning a 1/2 hour phone call to pitch or ask her anything about publishing! How cool is that?!
The auction will run January 19-26th. To see all the items up for bid, just got to: www.romanticinks.com/auction

So, feel free to blog about the auction, tell your friends, spread the word, and come bid generously on a ton of really great stuff to help out two really wonderful people!

Gemma Halliday

Hephaestus Lays Down the Law by Tilly Greene is OUT!

2009-01-16T10:11:00.000-08:00

Being one of the powerful twelve Olympians, God of the Forge and Master of Fire, meant his life was pretty good, but Hephaestus knew it could be better.

Work was going well, unfortunately his wife was cheating on him, and he can't take it any longer. Known as an even tempered god didn't mean he couldn't start a war.

This particular skirmish is personal, between he and wife. If he wins, then he keeps everything, including his heart intact, but if he loses, then he'll walk away from Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love and Beauty, for good.

Could he really walk away from the most beautiful woman to ever exist?

"Hephaestus Lays Down the Law" is now available at All Romance eBook [ARe].

A Big, HUGE, Contest starts now!

2009-01-13T14:00:00.000-08:00

Do you want to be a Laird or Lady in Scotland?

Really?

Then here's your chance.

The details can be found on my website and is running from today until January 31st.

Good luck!

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

Join us on the Radio tonight!

2009-01-12T06:58:00.001-08:00

Join the authors of Tease Publishing's hot new anthology, Love's Immortal: Pantheon. Joining us will be Stella Price (writing as Dagmar Avery), Tilly Greene, Eliza Gayle, Kayleigh Jamison, Diana DeRicci, Selena Illyria, and ARe's own Cat Johnson doing double duty as participating author and interviewer. It should be interesting if nothing else!

LISTEN HERE AT 930 pm EST!

And be sure to pick up all the Pantheon stories starting January 15th!

We finaled with three Tease Books!

2009-01-10T18:13:00.000-08:00

Oh I'm SO excited! We finaled in the 2009 Fantasm Awards! We finaled in Short story, Best Paranormal Romance for Hot Rio Night, in Novel for best Shifter Non- Wolf for Deep Water and also in Novel for Best Demonic Romance for Frost and Flame! Needless to say I'm tickled pink and I hope once voting opens we can count on you for votes!

And if you nominated us, thank you so much! We appreciate it a ton!

Ooh and get this... I am also nominated for best Cover art, Scifi/Fantasy Cover for Sons of Amber by Bianca D'Arc, out with Phaze books. I hope youll go and vote for me there too, Bianca loves her cover SO!

Right now, my mind is in Ancient Greece!

2009-01-10T13:55:00.000-08:00

"Hephaestus Lays Down the Law" is now available at All Romance eBook [ARe] for pre-order and will be released on the 15th. This ancient God is eager to see the light of day again :-)

The Love's Immortal Pantheon Authors [Dagmar Avery, Cat Johnson, Selena Illyria, Eliza Gayle, Diana Dericci and Tilly Greene] will be talking Gods, Goddesses and Sex on ARe's "What's Hot in Romance" Radio Show on Monday, January 12th, from 9:30-10:30pm.

Stop by, listen or ask questions, either way, it'll be a blast!

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

Hump Day Reflections!

2009-01-07T09:40:00.000-08:00

When I create my characters, usually I look for someone or something to inspire my imagination to build upon.

Highland Heat has recently been released and this month's Eye Candy on my website is images that inspired his appearance - mainly his hair was what I needed help with. Anyway, the man, Gabriel Aubrey, is one of the men I used to for Hamish Buchanan.

Head over to my Eye Candy page and see who else I spent time with while writing Highland Heat.

Highland Heat by Tilly Greene is OUT!

2009-01-06T08:21:00.001-08:00

How do you know when to trust someone with a secret held for a lifetime?

On the surface, Hamish Buchanan has it all and because of the horror surrounding his birth, he possesses the love and respect of the entire Scottish nation. But underneath, where few are allowed, lurks a secret. Although well hidden, the furtiveness needed to keep others from discovering it, also keeps him from committing fully to another.

One night, he discovers there's a part of him that thinks he's hunting something, or someone. Unable to shake the odd feeling, Hamish doesn't put it all together until he sees Grace Strachan, only then does he begin to understand what’s going on. He's in season and she is his mate.

Establishing trust with another has never been easy, but Hamish must find a way with Grace or risk losing her forever, and that simply isn’t an option.

Available through Ellora's Cave.

By the way, Hamish Buchanan himself is opening up about his secret on the Wild on Books Blog and will be interviewed by Alyssa Brooks on January 13th in her Slip Between the Sheets column. If it's Scotland you want to know more about then in January's Lady Jaided, Ellora's Cave eZine, how the Scots celebrate New Years is featured and the kilt will be the focus of a TRS Blue Blog article on January 26.

Tilly Greene
WARNING! Red hot romances ahead!
www.tillygreene.com

Updates, Cover Candy and Awards

2009-01-05T15:41:00.000-08:00

Hi Everyone!

I just turned in my first round of edits for Pixie and finished up Catering to Hayley. *Grin* Now I get to work on tweaking Fallen Lover, then Justice Unbound and after that Her Chaos Dragon and then White Russian. I'm tired and we're only in day 5 of the New Year.

Today starts the voting process for the LRC awards and Discovering Passion is up for Best Paranormal Book. Here's the link to vote:

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/LoveRomancesCafe/surveys?id=2140905

Also, here are some new covers I just got *grin*

Blood Claim: Prelude:

When You Wish Upon a Pixie: Induction:

Catering to Hayley:

I'll be uploading the images into the image rotator and giving the books individual pages.

Hope you like them. Hugs All Around.

Selena

Just released from Stella and Audra Price

2009-01-03T20:32:00.000-08:00

Start off your new year right with a sexy and smarmy vampire sure to get your blood pumping!

London for the Holidays
Vampire/ Menage/ Urban Fantasy
E book Available Now
Print Feb. 2nd

Running from a disappointing situation in the states, Thisbe Winters, recent concubine of the king of the ice demons, is a woman learning what its like to be young and single again. She's determined to enjoy her new status and start the coming year with a completely clean slate.

As a dancer on the club circuit, her chances of meeting a quality guy are slim to none, that is, until loner vampire Malcolm Frost walks into her life.

Sent in as her bodyguard, Malcolm is told Thisbe is a look don't touch job, a fact he totally disregards after saving the raven-haired beauty from a life-altering situation. She is an indulgence he can ill afford, and a temptation he cannot deny.

Then word comes in of a serious threat to Thisbe from a wolf pack, and Malcolm has to spirit her out of London to his employer's mansion deep within the territory of a master vampire who has a price on his head. Malcolm was never good at playing nice with others of his own kind.

So now its up to Malcolm to keep her safe, all while he sets up a truce and takes out an entire wolf pack, ensuring the woman that makes his body burn is his for all time.

And guess what? The print version has a special treat in it. We have added a story called No Good Deed Goes Unpunished, and its a little ditty about Marsh and Janey and the Devil. Yes, its a peek, but sorry, no sex guys, Janey is preggers after all!

VOTING!
Audra and I are up for some awesome awards this January, and we could really do well with votes, So please pop by and vote for us if you can, we would love to win this year!

We are up for GIFTS for best Bookart at P&E VOTE
I am up for best Cover Artist at P&E VOTE
We are up for Authors of the year too VOTE

Also, if your so inclined, Please go and nominate us for an Ariadne ! (we would REALLY love to be nominated for Frost and Flame this year, and for GIFTS as the best bookcover!)

CONTEST:
the first 10 people to email us at stella@stellaandaudra.com with the answer to this question will win a Djinn gift pack and one random winner will win a free print book!

Question: What is the name of Mal's freind that meets him and Thisbe at the Mansion in LONDON FOR THE HOLIDAYS?

Well thats it for us for this month. Please enjoy the books when you read them, and do come and hangout with us at the chats, blogging and the events!

Thanks for being so awesome and reading, and have a great month guys!

Stella

Chatting Today

2008-12-23T13:01:00.001-08:00

At Alpha Males and Their Authors from 6pm-8pm EST.

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/alpha_males_and_their_authors/

Stop by and chat and be entered to win one of two books.

Selena

Trapped Out Now at Loose-Id!

2008-12-22T21:27:00.001-08:00

Trapped
Blood Claim Series
Blurb:
Kit has never forgotten the cruel way Rysen rejected her as a possible consort over a hundred years ago. She's striven to get stronger, pushing her attraction to him down and using her anger as fuel.

Rysen has always regretted the way he rejected Kit. As much as he loved her, Rysen despised the way her clan tried to use her as a political gambit for power and protection. But he never stopped wanting Kit, trying to make her his in every way possible.

When enemies attack, they use old magic to seal themselves off and stay safe. But now they find themselves trapped with a century of hunger rising between them....

Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: Anal play/intercourse, domination.

Buy Link:
http://www.loose-id.net/detail.aspx?ID=853

Excerpt:

Rysen ignored the throbbing of his cock. As much as he wanted to fuck her right now, he couldn’t. She was unconscious and she was hurt. When he got her in his bed, she was going to be awake and strong and enjoying every last bit of it.

His gaze roamed over her bruised and battered face. “Gods, she is beautiful,” he murmured. He leaned down, scooped her up in his arms, and held her close. He took in her mocha skin, some patches darker with bruises. One eye was swollen shut. He regretted every mark, every bruise, every injury he had inflicted on her, but words did not work with her. Ever since he had passed her over a hundred years ago, when her clan had offered her to him as one of his consorts, she’d loathed him, and she’d taken up her clan’s fight to avenge his insult against them.

He had wanted her -- by the gods, he had wanted her -- but he had always felt she was just too fine to bring into his world. She deserved better than to be a political sacrifice. His body shuddered at the very thought of her in his bed, arms over her head, tied to the bedposts, her legs spread far apart, her hairless mound glistening with her dew. Her pussy already dripping, ready for him to fuck her hard, fast, and deep. He wanted the image in his head so badly, and yet he knew if he even tried to make a move, she’d either kill him or die trying. He was tired of fighting her. He wanted to tie her to his bed, blindfold her, and show her the delights that could be had if she would only let him dominate her.

Carrying her up the stairs, he held her body close, cradling her like a precious relic. He made his way to the second floor. Out of all the women he’d ever encountered, she inflamed him like no one else. Her oval face, with her large, liquid brown eyes flecked with red, haunted him. Her full lips beckoned him. The graceful column of her neck invited him to sink his teeth into her jugular and drink deep of her life essence. He wanted to cup her small, high breasts and watch his hands travel along the curves of her sides, over her hips, down her thighs, caress her calves, and massage her feet. He wanted to rub his scent into her skin so that all would know she belonged to him and only him. There would be no others if she agreed to be his consort.

He could smell the odious poison in her blood. The wound on her palm was still open, blood slowly dripping from the cut. He would have to drain most of her blood and give her some of his. She would hate him for that.

Giving her his blood would allow him to track her wherever she went, to invade her thoughts and dreams, sense her moods, even from thousands of miles away. He would know if she were with someone else, he could even see through her eyes and take control of her body. He was the third chieftain of the Vampyre nation. He was the third most powerful vampyre in existence, his clan the third largest, and he was also third in line to ascend to the throne of the Vampyre monarchy. All he needed was a queen.

He made his way through a hallway and couldn’t understand why she’d bought this horrid place. It had no class, no sophistication. It was out in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by woods, the nearest town five miles away.

“How in the hell is help supposed to get here in case of an emergency?” he asked the sleeping figure in his arms. “And it’s not even pretty land. For the love of the gods, the garden is overrun with weeds. The lake is a cesspool, and I have yet to see one animal around here. My darling, you should have taken my offer to make you a queen. Then you could’ve had all the beautiful land you could want.”

Even in sleep she defied him. As if on its own, her hand rose and tried to hit him.

He chuckled. “I shall call it a pet project for you, then. A hobby. But this should not be your life. You’re too talented to waste your gifts on this place.”

She tried to hit him again. He wanted to take hold of her hand and kiss the back of it, brush his lips against the pulse point and feel her heart beat. He looked up and saw he was only a few feet away from the bedroom he sought, the largest one at the end of the hallway. He could feel the rival vampyres outside, walking around, plotting their next move. Once he saw to her comfort and recovery, he would go outside and destroy them.

“How dare they interrupt our fight,” he growled. “As soon as I know who they are, they will be dealt with.”

If he had won, she would have been forced to concede to him, and therefore her fate would be in his hands. As much as he hadn’t wanted it to come down to that, he would have preferred it to the suicide mission she seemed to be on when she decided it was in her best interest to fight him.

“So stubborn is my darling,” he murmured softly. He loved her for that. He loved everything about her.
He kicked open the door and looked around. He was relieved to see that the room was in good condition. The furniture was of good quality, no dust or broken items. A large bed, piled high with pillows and bed coverings, stood against a far wall, the headboard a wrought-iron monstrosity whose top nearly hit the ceiling.

“This will do for now. You, my darling, deserve so much more.” His cock throbbed at the thought of laying her down in the silks, satins, furs, and velvets of his own massive bed. He shook his head. He wouldn’t feed his sexual desire now, not yet anyway. He refused to leave her while some unknown threat waited outside, prowling around looking for a weakness in Blyder’s protection spells.

“They won’t find them,” Rysen murmured as he arranged her on the bed and pulled off her boots. He paused, wondering if he should undress her to see how extensive the damage was. Making up his mind, he gently took off her tank top. Next, he removed her jeans and then her underwear.
Once she was naked, he catalogued all that he saw. Though his body reacted to the sight of her, his mind worked overtime to keep his lust at bay. He could see the bruises and wounds slowly starting to heal or disappear, but not fast enough. He took hold of her wrist and held it, palm up. Her self-inflicted wound had not disappeared.

She was too weak. Her immune system wouldn’t be able to defend itself until she had fully recovered. The poison was working much too well.

Swearing, he placed her arm gently on the bed and shrugged out of his black leather duster. Kneeling, he took hold of her arm and brought it to his mouth. His tongue lapped at the spot he would bite into, preparing it to stave off infection.

His canines extended. His body began to heat, and his cock grew harder. He kissed her pulse point before biting down, and his back arched as her blood hit his tongue. The sweet, salty, metallic flavor caused his taste buds to explode with pleasure. His eyes drifted closed while her life filled his mouth like sweet, hot lava. The faint bitterness of the poison did not dampen his pleasure; it was nothing to one of his strength. He drank of her, careful not to drink too much.

A soft moan drew his attention. He saw her back arch, her breasts thrust into the air. The scent of her desire filled his nostrils, and he moaned in response. Blood slipped from his mouth, coating his chin, dripping down to stain his shirt.

“Easy, darling. Be at peace. I’m going to take the poison from you,” he whispered with his mind.
“I’m dying,” she responded.

“No. I won’t allow it. You will not meet the Great Maker now or ever, if I have my way. Relax, my darling. Let me take care of you.”

“No…”

“Do it,” he growled out.

He felt her resist before he reached out with his power. Like a whip cutting through the air, his power flicked out into the space between them; like rope, he wrapped his will around her, pressing her down to the mattress. Her body flinched before relaxing back onto the bed. Once he was sure he had taken enough of her blood, he reluctantly released her wrist and lapped at the wound. Once the puncture marks were closed, he bit down into his own wrist.

He gazed upon her naked body, which looked cold and waxy, almost deathlike. He shuddered. He’d become a vampyre so he wouldn’t have to lose anyone else he loved. Seeing her like this reinforced how much he loved her. His wound welled, blood dripping down onto the worn bedspread. He reached out and pried her lips apart.

“Don’t fight me, darling. Drink of me.”

He placed his wrist at her mouth and watched her react. Reaching up, she took hold of his arm, holding it in a vise grip, her lips pressed to his flesh. Her tongue darted out and lapped at his wounds, causing pinpricks of fire to dance up his arm, inflaming his arousal. Her mouth latched onto his wrist, and each pull of her lips felt like a caress on his cock.

Rysen’s shaft throbbed in time with each tug. He reached down and, with one hand, ripped open the button of his jeans, pulled down the tab, and slipped his hand into his pants. Taking hold of his dick, he began to stroke his hardened rod, eyes now closed, head tilted back. He rose on his knees and, with a bit of awkwardness, tugged his pants down until his cock was fully freed. He wrapped his fist around his shaft and started to pump, up and down, in a grip that would cause tears to form in most men’s eyes. The pain and pleasure cascaded through his body. Warm waves ebbed and flowed through his veins as his hips moved back and forth. He fucked his hand as if he were inside her.
“Rysen,” she moaned, her voice echoing softly in his mind. He grunted in response.

“My love,” he answered. He did not care that he had just admitted his feelings for her or what she would think of them. He paused briefly, remembering the moment that had brought them to this place. The point where he had become her enemy a hundred years ago.

New Releases and a Contest

2008-12-16T08:45:00.000-08:00

Out Now!

Runaway

Blurb:
The year is 2150. Overpopulation, extreme weather and short supplies of food and water have forced Earth’s Children to reach for the stars and find a new home. But their new home has started to change a small percentage of its new inhabitants, turning them into psychics.

The New Earth Genesis Clinic has tried to study this phenomenon, but due to a massive breakout their test subjects have been scattered to the wind. One such test subject is Hayley Michaels, trying to stay under the radar as an assistant to private investigator Devlin Virgil.

Things become complicated when Hayley is exposed as a psychic, something Devlin loathes. Will Devlin overcome past wounds to save Hayley and confront his feelings for her? Or will he leave her at the mercy of the labs, tests and researchers?

Buy Link:
http://allromanceebooks.com/product-runaway-13462-168.html

Excerpt:
The sound of boots, clunking down the stairs heralded Devlin's currently awakened status. Hayley blew out a breath and sent up a silent prayer that Devlin wouldn't be an ass.
"Sir, please let me go." She repeated quietly.
He ignored her again.
"Is that Devlin? Is he coming?" The man’s head turned this way and that looking for her employer. Hayley opened her mouth to respond but was stopped when she heard the sound of a safety being taken off.
"You have three seconds to let her go or I will shoot you where you stand." Devlin said tone filled with a calm Hayley recognized as one he used before he shot someone.
Hayley groaned she had no desire to have to yet again give a statement to the police about why her employer was shooting his potential clients. The last one threatened to press charges against Devlin.
"Devlin please, this man is just anxious to see you. Aren't you Mr. uh, what is your name?" Hayley said trying to bring some sort of calm to the situation.
"My name is Taylor Meadows. Mr. Virgil, a pleasure to meet you, at last."
Taylor Meadows said as he quickly let go of Hayley, causing her to fall on the desk. Her stomach hit the hard wooden surface knocking the air out of her. It took her a moment or two to recover before she made her way back behind her desk and into her seat. Finally seated in her chair she blanched when she saw that Devlin had Mr. Meadows pinned against the wall. A gun was pointed at his chest.
"Devlin let him go this instant. Devlin! I'm warning you." Hayley cried out. Standing up, she marched over to Devlin, she grabbed his left arm and tried to pull him back but he wouldn't budge.
"Devlin, stop this. Let him go!" Hayley ordered.
"He put his hands on you." Devlin growled, his eyes never leaving Mr. Meadows.
"Yes, but that is no excuse for you to threaten him and assault him. Stop this, please."
It took a second before Devlin let go of Mr. Meadows, who duly sank to the floor. Devlin put the safety back on and slid his gun into the waistband of his jeans.
"Devlin put that thing away. You could get hurt or worse hurt someone else." Hayley ordered.
"Where's the coffee?" Devlin asked, not putting his gun away.
"I'll get you a cup. Just put your gun away," Hayley retorted.
"You sure? It makes me feel safe." Devlin said with a twinkle in his eye.
Hayley rolled her eyes. "From what?"
He didn't answer. Instead, heading for his desk, this was situated directly behind hers. Mr. Meadows had recovered enough to stand up and follow Devlin back to his desk.
"Mr. Virgil, please you must help me. The police won't do it, they said forty-eight hours, but I can't wait that long. It's my wife you see, she's missing."
"Mr. Virgil was my father. Don't call me that."
"Devlin, please help me."
Devlin grimaced.
"Don't call me that either."
"Please just help me."
"Why?"
"I'll pay whatever the amount, please find my wife."
Hayley heard the sound of a drawer opening, a loud clunk and then the drawer was slammed shut. Devlin had put his gun in his drawer instead of in the holster on the underside of his desk. She shook her head as she poured coffee into the Penguins Can Kick Your Ass mug, Devlin's favorite.
Bringing his coffee to him, she walked around his desk, placed the mug on the surface, opened the left hand drawer, and took out the gun, checked to see if the safety was on. It was, bending down. She put it back in the drawer and shut it.
"Careful a few inches over and I may sue you for sexual harassment." Devlin said amusement in his voice. Hayley as usual, rolled her eyes and shook her head.
"I'd have to want you for that to happen."
"You know you do."
"Bite me."
"Hard or soft"
“Neither, you know you're an ass Devlin."
"So, I've been told."
Turning to Mr. Meadows she pasted a smile on her face. "Would you like some coffee Mr. Meadows?"
Mr. Meadows ignored her. Hayley shrugged and walked away.
"She asked you a question. I may be rude to her on occasion but clients possible or not, should be polite, now accept the coffee." Devlin ordered, taking a slow sip of the brew.
"On occasion?" Hayley asked, eyebrow, raised, looking in Devlin’s direction.

Pantheon Anthology: Pluto’s Offering

Blurb:

Iriana is thrust into the future where she is branded as a witch and offered up as a sacrifice to the Roman, God, Pluto. She doesn’t expect to lust after him.

Pluto leads a lonely existence. When Iriana comes into his world his life changes. He finds himself wanting to experience the outside world he shunned and try new things. The only problem, he knows he must send her back to her own time.

Is he be willing to say good-bye to the woman that has touched his heart?

Buy Link:
http://allromanceebooks.com/product-lovesimmortalpantheonplutosoffering-13465-168.html

Excerpt:

Pluto tried to ignore the way his body was reacting to his latest sacrifice or captive as he preferred to call them. His heart was hammering against his chest, he felt light headed, his balls ached and his cock was pressing against his breeches demanding its freedom. He absently adjusted himself as he walked toward his palace. He almost stumbled twice when his thoughts drifted back to the sacrifice.
She is lovely, her lips are quite tempting and despite her soaked appearance she is attractive. I just wish I could get her out of her clothes. He came to a sudden stop and cursed at himself. I am not going to sleep with her. She is obviously not of this time. I will send her back and wait for them to send me someone else. Someone who actually wants to be here. He continued walking. Keeping his senses open just in case she needed help walking over the rocky shore. A soft squeak caused him to turn around and find her on her butt, knees together, shins apart. Starting back to help her, he stopped when she pushed herself up and got to her feet, reaching behind to dust her bottom off.
She made her way carefully over the stones until she reached him. “So let me get this straight, you are Pluto, Roman God of the dead?”
“That is what I said.”
She blinked. “And this is all real?”
“Yes.”
“Uh huh, do you have another name? You know maybe Hades?”
“That is my cousin.”
“Okay, so no other name. Can I call you P? Pluto reminds me of the dog, you know from . . .”
He held up a hand, “I understand, yes, you can call me P as you put it.”
Trying to hold back a chuckle, he turned and began walking. He could feel her behind him, carefully picking her way over the rocky terrain. Stopping again he turned, “Do you want me to help you?”
“Nope, nope, I got it P. I don’t mean to be rude but did your parents hate you?”
“Excuse me?”
“Did they hate you? I mean come on; you’ve got a planet named after you that was demoted and a dog from a cartoon. I can’t take you seriously with a name like Pluto.” She looked up at him and he couldn’t hold back the laugh. He laughed long and loud. The sound echoed off the walls and ceiling of the cavern back to him. When he finally stopped, he was wiping away tears. When his vision cleared he found her standing before him, her lips twitching as if she was trying to resist smiling.
“My parents did not hate me, perhaps they are disappointed with me but they don’t hate me. Come, I’m sure you’re hungry and need a change of clothes.” He nodded his head toward the palace and began to move.
“You really need to look into paving, walking this shore or whatever the hell it is, is a bitch.”
He chuckled in response. Pluto was quite thankful that she wasn’t peering closer at the stones she would have found she was walking on skulls and bones mixed in with rock. When they finally reached the steps of the palace she looked tired. He felt bad for her so without asking, he stooped down and scooped her up in his arms. “Hey, put me down, I can walk thank you very much.”
“Yes, but you shouldn’t have to. You made it this far, let me carry you. You must be tired.”
She didn’t look at him when she muttered, “I have legs and I know how to use them.”
“Yes, but you’re tired. Let me carry you. Please, it’s the least I can do.”
Iriana finally turned her head to look at him, weariness in her eyes, “You’re going to eat me aren’t you?”
His cock twitched in response. “Not unless you want me to.”

-End of Excerpt-

Also,

Today my night is up over at Bitten By Books. Enter for a chance to win two ebooks from me:

Renato's Dragon and Mudslide

For all the info on how you can enter the contest go to:

http://bittenbybooks.com/?p=3002

Good Luck!

Selena

At Drogan's Command Out Now!

2008-12-11T08:23:00.000-08:00

At Drogan’s Command, Out Now at Changeling Press, Use Coupon Code DROGAN01 to get 5% off of your order at checkout.

Blurb:

One little disc . . .

One little disc contains the only evidence of Rena's wanton weekend where she enacted every sexual fantasies she's ever had and a few about her crush Drogan Carter, Captain of the Hades' Helmet. What will she do when the disc falls into the wrong hands?

When Drogan finds the disc and watches the contents, at first he feels guilt but soon that turns to need. He wants the carefree, sexual woman on the disc and in his bed. He forms a plan that will get her right where he wants her . . . at his command.

Buy Link:

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1034

Excerpt:
At Drogan’s Command
Selena Illyria
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2008 Selena Illyria

This e-book file contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language which some may find offensive and which is not appropriate for a young audience. Changeling Press E-Books are for sale to adults, only, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers.

The captain came toward her, his expression softened. “Please don’t make me interrogate you. Please don’t push me to do this,” he pleaded in a deep baritone, edged with gruffness.

She shook her head. “I didn’t know,” she whispered. Every nerve in her body was alive and on fire.

“Release her. I’ll be questioning her alone.”

The other robots let her go and left the cell. The door slid closed with a soft whoosh. The captain started to undress, unbuckling his weapons belt. He placed the strap gently on a nearby table. He then stripped to the waist. He grabbed a chair and placed it before her and pointed to it.

“Undress and sit down,” he ordered in a deep gruff baritone. With shaking hands she began to undress, her clothing hitting the floor. She moved to the chair, sat down and crossed her legs. The robot walked around her slowly, then bent down and placed his hands on the back of her chair, leaning in close.

“If you won’t cooperate, I will have to make you do what I say.” His voice was a low, husky whisper. “Now, uncross your legs and spread them. I want to see your sweet pussy. I can smell your desire. I know you want this, you want me. You can’t deny it.”

She uncrossed her legs slowly and then spread them, waiting for his next command. He pulled back. The tips of his fingers brushed her cheeks before he straightened to his full height.

He finished undressing. His thick cock sprang up, the head an angry purplish red color. She missed seeing the pearlescent drop of desire at the slit. Although his cock looked lifelike enough, she wanted the real thing. She gave herself a mental shake, imagining it was Drogan before her and not an android programmed for her pleasure. This was her fantasy, the only way she would ever make her secret dreams and desires come true. Taking a deep breath, she watched as the android walked over to one of the cell’s windows, ripping down one of the curtains that framed the barred façade.

He walked over to her, the delicate shredded opaque cloth trailing behind him, his cock bobbing gently with each step. He walked around her to the back of the chair.

“Bring your hands together until your palms are touching.”

Her heartbeat sped up, hammering against her rib cage as he wrapped the ripped curtain around her wrists, tying them together tightly. She tested her bonds and found she couldn’t get free. He walked into her line of vision. His cock appeared before her face. She blinked, remembering her other fantasies that had been played out. Three men at once, two men in several different positions. She shivered. He came closer until his cock was only mere inches away from her face.

Her mind conjured Drogan before her. If he had been in front of her, she would have kissed the tip of his shaft before she took the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue over the crest. She wanted to taste him, inhale the musky male scent of him. The man before her dropped to his knees. She looked down and watched as he placed his hands on each of her knees, spreading them further apart. Her heart beat out of control. Rena forgot how to breathe. Sweat beaded on her brow as the android between her thighs moved closer to her pussy. Time seemed to still as she waited for his first touch. A jolt of electricity went through her as the tip of his tongue trailed over the seam of her nether lips. She jumped but did not make a sound. He teased her slowly, taking his time as he explored her sex. With his thumbs he pulled back her nether lips, exposing the aching bud. She stilled, waiting for his next move.

“You want this, don’t you? You want me to suck your clit?”

“Yes.” She didn’t care that her voice had come out shaky and breathless.

He gently flicked the nub with just the tip of his tongue. Heat skittered through her body with that all too brief touch.

“Tell me what I need to know and I’ll give you what you need.”

“I can’t tell you what I don’t know. Please, just fuck me,” she pleaded.

He flicked her clit again and pulled back. “No.”

“Drogan, please fuck me.” She didn’t even realize her slip until it was too late. She was going off script. She had never specified who the captain was supposed to be. She couldn’t take it back now, wouldn’t take it back. All day long on the ship she saw him and when she closed her eyes, she saw him in her dreams. This was her time to finally live out the fantasies she could never have with him in reality.

She looked down at the android that moved his head back to her pussy.

“No,” flick, “not until you,” lave, “tell me,” lick, “what I want,” swipe, “to hear.”

She let out a frustrated growl, trying to move her hips forward as far as they would go. He pulled his head back and looked up at her.

“Tell me what I want to hear and I’ll fuck you,” he urged.

She shook her head. “I can’t tell you anything. I don’t know.”

“Well, then the interrogation must continue.” He smiled at her. His head moved forward. His tongue continued the small torturous flicks. Electricity bounced around inside of her, each touch stoking the fire burning within her. She wanted to come so badly. She was unraveling, her empty cunt clenched on nothing. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, trying to figure out a way to use his flicks to her advantage. Unfortunately her hands were tied behind her, and she could only lift them so far. She let out a strangled scream and the flicking stopped.

“Will you tell me the truth?” he asked. His dark red eyes seemed darker and a wicked smile curved his full mouth.

“I’ll tell you anything, anything. Just fuck me.”

He chuckled, a dark sound that spoke of untold hidden, wicked, sexy things that awaited her for cooperating. Without saying another word, he buried his head between her thighs, taking her clit between his teeth and sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth. She rocked her hips against his mouth, riding his lips. Her orgasm twisted inside of her, coiling tighter and tighter until it broke free like a dam bursting. She screamed Drogan’s name at the top of her lungs.

But it wasn’t over, not by a long shot.

All night the android interrogated her, using his mouth, fingers and cock, bringing her to orgasm over and over again. By morning she was exhausted and confessed to things she had never done all in the name of coming. When she walked out of her fantasy suite, her legs wobbled and her body ached. She made her way to the front desk, waiting for them to check her out.

“I hope you enjoyed your time here. Please do come back any time, Ms. Morrigan.”

She nodded and smiled but doubted she would be coming back. She had lived out every one of her fantasies. There was nothing more to do. The receptionist looked up at Rena. The alien smiled, exposing short, sharp teeth, gazing up at Rena with large blue, pupilless eyes. She slid a small silver disc toward Rena.

“This is the account of your week with us. Payment has gone through. We assure you that we will be erasing your experience with us within twenty-four hours. Please do come back.”

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1034

Awesome promotion!

2008-11-24T09:55:00.001-08:00

So in my hunny's infinite wisdom, he thought up a cool little promotion.

From today to December 20th, Anyone who orders will get a holiday card with a dollar denomination in it for money off for 2009! 5, 10, 15 and 20$ cards have already been written out, though its all random who gets what! Take a chance! pop over and see what we got and surprise someone with a one of a kind gifty!

Stella by Starlight

MY letter to the ARe santa...

2008-11-21T09:25:00.001-08:00

Dear Santa,

I have been a very good boy or girl this year. What do I want for the holidays? An iPhone or iTouch so that I can use Stanza to read all the romance I need from all the publishers I love that I buy at All Romance eBooks. You see, Santa, I deserve the iPhone or iTouch because...

I really want one. I don't make anywhere near the kinda bank it takes to buy one, and Should probably enter the technological mainstream. Hell I'm still using a craptastic phone that unlocks on its own, calls places like Argentina and Japan without my knowledge, and runs up my bills. Honestly who do i know in South America? NO ONE. Also, As I have recently started reading E books, It would help in that as well. I only buy my e books off ARe and now that ARe is on Stanza... it would make it one hell of a merry christmas this year.

XOXO
Stella

Storycasting and a contest from Stella and Audra Price

2008-10-27T11:14:00.000-07:00

So we have all our work at http://www.storycasting.com/ and we have been having a really fun time with it. What is storycasting.com? Its a website where you can cast your choices for actors and actresses for characters of your favorite books. I love it, and have been playing with it constantly.

So with all our books on there, we figured we would do a cool contest. Join Storycasting.com and cast our books. For ever book cast you have the opportunity to win a free print book of choice, as well as some other fantastic goodies. Its a fun new community, and we know you will enjoy yourself with it. See if your picks match ours! Keep checking back after you do, you may have won your choice of print books from us!

Dravian's Seer,Tartan Interlude and TRS Book A Day Giveaway

2008-10-15T16:34:00.000-07:00

Tartan Interlude Out Now at Changeling Press.

Tartan Interlude

Blurb:

Werewolf Iain is in love with Katherine, a human. Katherine doesn't think that anyone can fall in love in three months. Mating is one thing, love is another.

But Iain is determined to prove her wrong, and he'll do everything he can to convince her of his love.

Buy Link:

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1015

Dravian's Seer is Out Now at ARe.

Dravian's Seer

Blurb:

Seeking his abducted father and running away from his throne, Prince Dravian sets out on a journey, guided by a vision of a woman who will help lead him to his destiny.

Lilya is a seer who loathes her gift and wants nothing to do with the prince whose come looking for her help. He kidnaps her in order to keep her safe from those pursuing him and uses her to help him find his lost father. She tries to ignore her attraction to him after all he's also a wolf caller, considered crazy, even dangerous. But every reading she does tells her she is destined to be his mate.

Dravian is determined to claim her as his and find his father. Danger, deception and illusion surround them. When the gods become involved things become even more complicated. Will Dravian be able to claim his seer and get back his father? Or will a dark god destroy everything.

Buy Link:

http://allromanceebooks.com/product-themoondraviansseer-11807-168.html

TRS Book A Day Giveaway

I'm giving away PDF copies of Tartan Interlude and Dravian's Seer over at The Romance Studio to enter here's the link, Good Luck!

http://www.theromancestudio.com/bad_form.php

Selena

4 star RT review!

2008-09-26T08:34:00.000-07:00

THE SOFT EDGE OF MIDNIGHT
by Stella and Audra Price

RT Rating:
Category: EROTICA
Publisher: SIREN
Published: March 2008
Type: Erotic Romance (Paranormal)

Once again the Price sisters come up with a darkly original tale set in their Eververse world. With an assortment of shapeshifters, witches, demons and the fallen, it's a feast of supernatural characters. The romantic leads are an interesting pair of unicorn-shifters, but the demons take center stage with more personality, more plotlines and more sex.
Summary: When Illori escapes her demon captor she thinks she's the last unicorn-shifter left. She's resigned to being alone until she meets Karsten, a male unicorn who wants her for his mate. But before the couple can consummate their relationship, Lucifer sends his hunter Sammael to bring Illori back. Nybras wants Sammael's job, and after capturing Illori he thinks it's in the bag. But when Sammael joins forces with Karsten, all bets are off. (SIREN, Mar., 276 pp., $12.99)

Woo! we are so excited! and you can pick up the book for yourself HERE and HERE

Booksigning this Weekend!

2008-09-12T14:32:00.003-07:00

Join me, Cat Johnson, Bianca D'Arc, Tilly Greene and a few other authors this weekend in Middletown NY at the Borders at the Crystal Run Galleria from 1-4 for a Romance Authors booksigning! We will be signing as many titles as they can get for us!

OOh and we will have goodies as well! So stop in and say Hi!

Booksigning this Weekend!

2008-09-12T14:32:00.001-07:00

The Sweet, Sassy and Sexy Raffle is Live!

2008-09-02T08:19:00.000-07:00

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

Contact: Rochelle Sorzano
Charity Co-Coordinator
2055 Utica Ave
Brooklyn, NY 11234
Phone: 347-221-0260
http://www.treasuretrovecharity.com/

Our Goal for the Sweet, Sassy, and Sexy Raffle is to get at least 5,000 donations at $20 .00 each. We are fully aware of the current financial climate and understand that $20 is a lot to ask of you. What we are asking is that you give in the spirit of giving. The three causes, St. Jude’s Children’s Hospital, The 3 Day. Org (Cure for Cancer) and Save the Quiet Kitty are worthy causes. The whole purpose is to help others, we ask that you take part in this endeavor and help us help others.

Simply Simone Inc and the Pink Chair Dairies Presents the Treasure Trove Charity Raffle, each prize is worth an estimated $400.00 and counting. This idea came about when my friend and co-coordinator Author Selena Illyria approached me with an idea to help fellow author and friend The Quiet Kitty/Camille Anthony who was diagnosed in 1989 with Pulmonary Sarcoidosis, caused by exposure to asbestos while an employee of the State of California. (There is a pending class action lawsuit against the State of California, which has been in Pre-Trial hearings for almost a decade.) Camille is now a full time author with no health insurance. She is in stage four of Pulmonary Sarcoidosis and cannot get health insurance because of this pre-existing condition.

I loved the idea and wanted to help as much as possible; And, I thought we should extend it to include a couple of my other favorite charities. Breast Cancer is a concern for all of us and it will take all of us to help find a cure. In addition, St. Jude, when I first heard the story of how the Hospital came to be it struck a chord with me. Moreover, I always promised myself that if I can ever support them with the wonderful work they do I would.

My very talented friend Selena Illyria came up with the Sweet, Sassy, Sexy Charity Raffle, a nod to the cheeky erotic stories she and fellow authors pen. We thought this would be a fun way to give back to those who are generous enough to donate to our charity. We called on all of our writer friends from all over the romance world to donate to these worthy causes, and to my delight, it just kept growing and growing. Until each trunk is now worth over $400.00 and counting.

You can also help us help others, by donating at www.treasuretrovecharity.com and selecting the trunk of your choice and then clicking the donate button. Each theme will represent a charity and at the end, we will share 60% of all net profits equally to the charities.

Rules: There is unlimited bidding until the time the raffle comes to a closed.

Sweet Trunk :

Sassy Trunk:

Sexy Trunk :

Please Note:

60% net of the proceeds goes to the above-mentioned charities.

For information: http://www.treasuretrovecharity.com, http://www.simplysimoneinc.com/, http://www.pinkchairdaires.com/ or
Contac: rochelles@simplysimoneinc.com
Phone: 347-221-0260

Grand Opening of WWC Press

2008-08-21T10:44:00.000-07:00

Wicked Women of Color Press is a new e-publisher of Interracial and Multicultural Erotica and Romance.

The grand opening of Wicked Women of Color Press is fast approaching. In fact, we have a date!!!! (Drum roll). You will all be able to check out some of your favorite authors, both old and new, and buy their books on..... TA-DA!....the 28th of August! YAY! (Wait for applause).

We will have a great line up ready for purchase in all electronic formats on that date, and in the meantime checkout our free reads page.

Authors, WWC Press is now open for submissions. Contracted authors receive a 65% monthly royalty. Be sure to check out our website for more details!

www.wickedwomenofcolor.com

Today! Awesome Radio show for Stella Price

2008-07-03T04:33:00.001-07:00

11 am today I will be on my radio show, Books Beyond the Boundaries talking about my trip to Scotland and regaling you all with tales of yachting, adventuring, shopping and of course, the reason why i went, Audra's wedding! Also, Ill have some amazing guests calling in and chatting in the chat room who will be giving away some fantastic stuff! they include:

Cat Johnson
Bianca D'Arc
Rowan West
Tilly Greene
Robin Slick
Jacquelyn Frank
Selena Illirya
Kayleigh Jamison

And many others that will just happen to pop in! And Ill be giving away a stunning 24k gold plated Scottish Thistle bookmark, and Winners choice of our print books! You can also expect goodies from Bianca D'Arc, Jacquelyn Frank, Tilly Greene and Many many more!

Http://www.blogtalkradio.com/booksbeyondtheboundaries

Both the Chat room and the call in lines will be open for this event so make sure you stop in, and here all about the misery, the wonder and the insanity that was my trip over the pond!

Gifts is now in print!

2008-06-23T01:24:00.001-07:00

The third installment of the Duvall Inc. Series is now available in print!

978-1-59426-830-4

The holidays are a time for giving, so when Marsh decides to give Jane a real Christmas, complete with family and friends, he never expected everything to go haywire. Meeting his family is only part of the problem. His parents, the reigning royalty of his race, are going to be a surprise to Jane, but no more so then his station as crown prince, a fact he had kept hidden from her till now.

Throw in a conniving princess that contracts his death, an engagement ring and his quirky and outlandish parents, and Marsh has his hands full, just presenting Jane as his consort. Two days before Christmas, Trent Duvall, Janey's Silent partner in the assassin syndicate shows in Austria and informs them of the fact that a special member of the Duvall inner circle has gone AWOL, and its up to Jane and Marsh to help him get him back.

With the help of Malcolm Frost and a few choice friends, Trent and Marsh leave Jane in Austria and go to Africa to retrieve their family member, and usurp the position of a murderous and insane Fallen Angel.

And you thought your holidays were stressful.

This Book contains: heavy violence, mild gore, a 5 heat rating, sex, sex, humor, fmf threesomes and good old fashioned lunacy.

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Birthday's/ Author Event's Oh My

2008-06-05T17:03:00.000-07:00

I would like to extend an invitation to all of you to come and party with me and many amazing authors. This week we have an author corner with Liadan Brodie on June 6, 2008 and coming up on June 8, 2008 we have a huge birthday bash...There will be contests, prizes, book excerpts and much much more....

I hope to see you there

Stay naughty

Savannah

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2008-05-25T09:52:00.000-07:00

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Auction for the victims of the Myanmar Cyclone

2008-05-10T11:09:00.001-07:00

Copied from Original email.

Selena
———- message ———-

Hi all - sorry if you see this more than once…trying to hit as many
people as I can…

I’ve got an auction up on ebay to help raise money for the cyclone
victims and I’m trying to get the word out.

Right now, it involves a couple of ARCs, several books, but more have
added, and a GC to Barnes and Noble.

It’s up on ebay thru missionfish-the charity I chose was SAVE THE
CHILDREN since they already have people in the country and have had some
success getting much needed supplies. And they have an excellent rep
for putting their money where their mouth is- 90% of all monies received
go to their programs, which is beyond excellent for a charity.

I know some people feel not doing anything might be best considering the
actions of the junta and hold off waiting until that situation changes,
but I don’t think letting people suffer is a viable option either if
there are ways of getting help in.

From Save the Children’s 5/9 update-

Westport, Conn. (May 9, 2008) — The death toll in Myanmar continues
to rise as a result of Cyclone Nargis and hardships for hundreds of
thousands of survivors left in its wake are increasing. With 500 staff
on the ground, Save the Children has reached 72,000 people, 24,000 of
whom are estimated to be children, through the distribution of food,
water purification tablets, plastic sheeting for shelter and other
needed supplies

And this is part of the reason why I chose them-they already have people
inside the country and they seem to be a trusted by those within the
country, making it easier to get help in.

So far, the auction includes signed books donated by several authors, as
well as a gift card to Barnes and Noble donated by the Brown Literary
Agency-(new items haven’t been added to the auction description yet, but
I’ll have them posted soon)

Anybody interested in bidding on the auction, it can be found here:

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<http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=270236138496
<http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=270236138496> >

Authors interested in donating can contact me shilohwalker at gmail.com

Thank you!

Shi
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Selena Illyria's Guest Author

2008-01-04T07:49:00.000-08:00

I have the honor of being a guest author on Marilyn Lee's Love Bites Yahoo Loop, tomorrow, Jan 05, 2008. To check it out, you must be a member. You can sign up here:

http://groups.yahoo.com/adultconf?dest=%2Fgroup%2Fmarilynlee%2Fjoin

Please be on the look out for Celia Kyle and Shara Cooper's Guest Author Days on the Loop later on this month. See you there. If you can't make it, don't worry, I'll be posting the excerpts I'm using on my blog as well as The Pink Chair Diaries Group and Seductive Secrets Group. Hugs all around.

Selena

Happy New Year

2007-12-31T15:10:00.001-08:00

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2007-12-31T12:14:00.001-08:00

A Naughty Secret Santa

2007-12-22T08:37:00.000-08:00

A new story has been post on The Pink Chair Diaries by Savannah Chase. Here's a sneak peek:

A Naughty Secret Santa

Written By: Savannah Chase

Angel barely sat down at her desk and turned on her computer when a blue message light flickered on the bottom of her screen.

Hot2Trot: Good morning hot stuff...LOL

Hot2Trot was the screen name her friend Holly used whenever they talked on line. She was on the other side of the floor they both worked on.

ShyAngel: Good morning, you know I just sat down at my desk

Hot2Trot: I know that's why I messaged you so quickly. I was going to call but I can't.

Hot2Trot: You R never going to believe what I just saw.

ShyAngel:?

Hot2Trot: Erick almost tripped over his own feet in his office when you walked by.

ShyAngel: ?

Hot2Trot: The man was drooling over you, that's why

ShyAngel: I don't know what you saw, maybe his shoe was undone or something, but there is NO way it was because of me. No way

Hot2Trot: What? OMG, he was looking at you. The only other person around you at the moment was Dan, and I'm 100% sure he wasn't drooling over Dan. The man has it for you. BAD!!!

Angel smiled to herself. Her friend had to be wrong, there was no way that he felt anything towards her except respect for an employee. She wasn't his type.

Erick Craig was the type of man who was usually seen with supermodels on his arm. Not plain Jane bookworms like her.

ShyAngel: U r so wrong......

Hot2Trot: No way, I'm always right and you know it. Ok I got 2 go. I need to catch the coffee cart before it vanishes.

ShyAngel: Talk to you later, and no I'm not wrong

She clicked the little x on her screen to close off the window and continued putting her desk in order. The holiday season was always hectic around here and with Christmas Eve three days away it was going to get a lot crazier. Tons of things had to get done before some went off on their holiday vacation.

-End of Excerpt-

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Secret Santa: Naughty or Nice?

2007-12-22T08:19:00.000-08:00

A new story has been post on The Pink Chair Diaries by Selena Illyria. Here's a sneak peek:

Secret Santa: Naughty or Nice?

Seasonal Wishes Series

By Selena Illyria

© 2007 Selena Illyria, All Rights Reserved

I/R, Contemporary, BDSM elements.

Some material found in this story my considered objectionable to some readers. Adult Content, Adult Language and Light Bondage. The author acknowledges that all copyrights belong to their rightful owners.

Author Note: I am aware that in the beginning of this story I do say that Pepperton is an all girls academy and boys are included in one class, all will be explained in the next story. Please, be patient and understanding.

Prologue

Every year at Pepperton All Girls Academy a tradition was performed. Although the Headmaster called it a joyous occasion, the staff called it Russian Roulette with a Santa's Hat. Every year, the staff members picked a name out of the hat to take part in the Annual Secret Santa tradition. There was a better chance of picking an enemy's name rather than a friend's, and for some odd reason, everyone was saddled with giving the Headmaster a gift as well. When the beginning of December rolled around, everyone tried their best to be either out sick that day or too busy to attend the staff meeting during lunch time. But even those too sick or too busy always got a name whether they wanted it or not.

And then things changed. At the beginning of the school year, not only was the school saddled with a new Headmistress, but a few new staff members as well. It was like a science experiment gone horribly wrong. The Headmaster had not been dismissed; due to his long years in service the board felt he should stay on until the new Headmistress had the hang of things, which would be, as the board determined, at least two years. The Headmaster would take a pay cut, but still be employed. Although silently fuming, he was still happy to have a job. The entire staff watched the two like hawks, waiting for the Headmaster to blow a gasket or Headmistress Jessie McClean to go supernova on him. The two were civil but it was clear they did not like each other. There were bets going that they would be battling it out by the end of the year, and the pool was up to at least $1,000. People had even hoped that the Headmaster would forget the Secret Santa tradition, but alas no such luck. The highlight of the name drawing ceremony was that Jessie McClean would be there, and that made the meeting a must attend for everyone. The faculty watched the new Headmaster and Mistress through out the whole ceremony.

Jessie was a picture of dignity and refinement. Dressed in a cream colored silk blouse with a red silk jacket and matching pencil skirt hugged her ample curves, her legs were encased in shiny knee high black stiletto boots, her long black hair pulled back in a pony tail. Her dark brown eyes lined lightly in black, her full lips a deep berry stain, pearl jewelry and accents finished off her look of class and dignity. Mason Joseph looked like he was smiling as if his life depended on it, in a simple black suit jacket and pants with black oxfords and a black silk shirt. His black hair was liberally sprinkled with gray, giving him a salt and pepper look, his gray eyes taking in the number of staff entering the staff break room, continuing to smile like a loon.

But their story is not why we are here. Let's look around the room, ah, I see our heroine of this story in the corner of the room, let's look in on her shall we?

* * * * * *

Celia Russo and Sasha Barrett stood on a corner of the Teacher's Lounge whispering to each other, both holding their cups of hot chocolate, waiting for an implosion of some kind to happen.

"You know if he keeps smiling like that he'll either go crazy, his face will crack, or I'll break down crying, confessing all my sins - including the time I stole candy from a drug store when I was seven," Sasha Barrett whispered.

"Sasha!" Celia Russo scolded.

"What? He looks like the Joker from Batman."

Celia shook her head and glanced to her left, her heartbeat stuttering and then rapidly increasing. She felt herself getting warm when she saw Deacon Lavery walk into the room. Dressed in his usual casual style, he wore khakis, brown leather oxfords and a large green sweater, his wire rim glasses reflecting the light, hiding for a second his green eyes.

"He looks adorable," Kit Lewis whispered over Celia's shoulder. "In that sexy, geeky sort of way."

Celia blushed and looked away from the object of her crush. For the last few months she'd been trying her best to think of Deacon as a friend; she'd even gone so far as treating him like one of her girlfriends, talking to him like he was one of the group, which only served to embarrass him. It was hard to squelch the urge she had to pursue him, but he was different from all her past crushes; he was sweet, considerate, smart and most of all a good person. The men she usually fell for had problems up the wazoo, guys she had thought that perhaps, with a little love and support, she could fix. She was wrong -very wrong- and now before her was a sweet, considerate guy who she wanted to take her time with, get to know, take things slow. Unfortunately her hormones and her best friends refused to allow her to take things slow, every day reminding her that he was available and she wasn't the only one who was eyeing him.

She glanced to the corner of the room, her eyes landing on Jessie McClean who had her eyes on Deacon. Looking over at Deacon, Celia saw he was looking back at Jessie; it was almost as if the two were in silent communication. Sighing inwardly, Celia felt like she had already lost. Everyone knew that Jessie and Deacon were close, she had brought him along with her from her old school. They were always seen having lunch, heads close to each other, acting as if everyone else in the room didn't exist. Studying her, Celia tried to find a flaw with the woman, but couldn't. Jessie was striking woman, tall and statuesque, with high cheekbones, full lips, beautiful brown eyes and flawless cocoa skin. Celia was short and curvy and although she loved her figure, she knew in the looks department she would lose to Jessie. She was just too plain next to someone who looked so worldly and sophisticated. She felt a hand on her shoulder, looking up she saw her other friend Dani White had arrived.

"What'd I miss? Are they tearing out each other's eyes yet, or is he eating her liver with a side of Fava beans and Chianti?" Dani asked.

"Dani, don't ever bring that movie up again," Kit said scrunching up her face in disgust.

"Not my fault you're wimp."

"Both of you shhh, they're starting,” whispered Sasha.

"Yes, Mistress Sasha," Dani said.

Sasha didn't respond, instead she focused her attention to the front where Headmaster Joseph was clearing his throat.

"Ah hem, it's so nice to see you all here. I know time is short so we'll just get right to the name picking. Headmistress McClean?"

"All right everyone, please form a line, and pick one name and only one name. The max you can spend on a person is twenty dollars, got that? Good, now let's go."

"Wow, no speech?” Sasha said, the amusement clear on her face. “No, 'This is the time of year for fellowship, joining together to show your fellow man some appreciation.'? No! 'This is about showing your comrades and fellow staff members that you respect their work? Geesh, she's really got him by the balls doesn't she?"

"The balls and cock. Think she can crack a whip as good as you Sash?" Dani asked.

"Naaah, no one can crack the whip like ole' mistress here. Isn't that right Sasha?" Kit looked over at Sasha grinning. Sasha said nothing.

"Come on guys leave Sasha alone, we're almost to the front," Celia said.

"Okay guys, no sudden movements, we don't want ole scary face to attack us," Kit said laughing.

**********

Twenty minutes later the women all met in the ladies room of the teacher's lounge.

"Okay let's reveal who we got. I got Doug Fillion." Kit revealed.

"Tony DeMatto," Dani said looking disappointed.

Everyone turned to Celia who looked horrified.

"Ce? What's wrong?" Sasha asked, she placed a hand on Celia's back, gently rubbing it.

"Yeah, don't tell me you got Jessie McClean?" Kit's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Oh my god you did, didn't you?" Kit broke out into laughter, Dani along with her.

"Well, if it makes you feel better, I got Peter Graves the gym teacher. How's that for luck? The man's an idiotic jock for crying out loud," Sasha said looking annoyed.

Celia shook her head, her face heating up as she unfolded her slip of paper, holding it up for everyone to see.

"Oh, shit, you got Deacon Lavery!" Dani gasped.

Celia was still in shock, not sure what to think or how to feel about her current predicament.

* * * * * *

"Of all the women I could have gotten, why did it have to be her?” Deacon Lavery moaned as he accepted the cup of Earl Grey Tea from Jessie McClean's extended hand. “Thank you. By the way how did you know?" She sat on the couch next him, her boots sitting next to her desk, her bare toes wiggling in the plush carpet. She eyed her best friend with amusement.

"I peeked over her shoulder when she dug into the hat and picked a name. She opened it and there was your name on it. Fate plays a very strange game doesn't it? The one woman you want is the one woman you refuse to pursue, and she ends up being your Secret Santa and you hers. I call that funny."

"I don't," Deacon grumped.

"Well at least I'm not the recipient of your gift. Then that would cement rumors that you and I are lovers."

Jessie watched in amusement as Deacon nearly spit out his tea.

"What the hell is wrong with you? I'm drinking, couldn't you have waited and told me that after I swallowed?" He asked.

"No."

"Bitch."

"Nerd."

"Harpy."

"Geek."

"Star Trek hater."

"Hey, just because I have taste and prefer the Twilight Zone and Star Wars does not mean I don't have taste, now you on the other hand . . ."

Deacon held up his hand. "I'm going to finish my tea and get back to work. Thank you."

"You're welcome. Should I tell her you like to be dominated?"

Deacon almost spit out his tea yet again. "Don't you dare."

"What? I'm trying to be helpful."

"Well, don't. I don't want her to thinking I'm an even bigger wuss than she already does."

"You're not a wuss De, you like what you like, nothing wrong with that."

Deacon shrugged, finished his tea and stood up. "Thanks, Jess."

"No problem." She took his cup and gave him a one armed hug. "Good luck," she said.

"Thanks I'll need it."

There was a soft knock on the door before Headmaster Joseph poked his head through the entry.

"Oh, I'll come back," he muttered.

"No, no we're done here. Later De."

"Later."

Headmaster Joseph opened the door wide and let Deacon pass through before closing it behind him. Deacon just hoped they wouldn't get into a screaming match with each other like last time. Now the only problem on his horizon was getting Celia Russo a gift worthy of her.

* * * * * *

December 5, 2007

Celia sat by the window in the teacher's lounge thinking about how she still had no idea what to get Deacon. Rising from her chair, she took out her keys and went to her locker. Opening it, she grabbed her mail and the stack of memos in the iron box. She flipped through the pages until she found an envelope, her name written in neat block letters. Curiosity got the best of her, and she ripped it open, her jaw dropping as she scanned he contents.

"Holy crap."

She read the letter again, still shocked. It read:

Dear Celia,

I know that you got Deacon Lavery's name in the Secret Santa drawing. I can tell you that Deacon likes you and would love to ask you out but is too shy. I also know that Deacon likes to be dominated, this is no joke. If you'd like to check out the validity of my claim go to the Aurora Diamond Club ask for Mistress Sarah, she will confirm everything I have told you. This note should be used as the go ahead you need to pursue as I know you like him too. Good luck.

Sincerely,

The person hadn't signed it, she turned the letter this way and that, held it up to the light and got nothing. She read the letter again, the only person she knew with connections to the Aurora Diamond Club was Sasha. Celia checked her watch. Sasha would still be in class but afterward she would have her break time. She head toward the West End of the building meeting Kit on the way.

"What are you doing?" Kit asked.

"Going to see Sasha."

"Why?"

Celia didn't want to discuss the letter with Kit, knowing how she would react so she said, "It's personal." She hoped Kit would leave it at that but Kit was just too curious.

"So personal, you can't tell me?"

Celia winced at the hurt tone in Kit's voice. Stopping in the middle of the hallway, she checked to see if the hallway was clear, it was. She grabbed Kit's arm and pulled her into a nearby alcove.

"Promise not to make a deal?"

A mischievous light danced in Kit's eyes making Celia uneasy.

"Depends on what's going on."

Celia blew out a breath of annoyance and Kit shrugged.

"At least I'm honest."

Celia couldn't counter, so she said nothing, and with great reluctance she held out the letter to Kit, who took it. She flipped open the flap and took out the letter, eyes darting over the page. Celia waited for a reaction, she wasn't disappointed. Violet eyes widening, Kit looked up at Celia.

"You're kidding me right? Him! He's into mphf . . . " Kit practically shouted before Celia covered her mouth with her hand.

"Shhh, don't say it out loud."

Kit yanked Celia's hand away from her mouth. "You did wash your hand right?"

"It's clean."

"Uh huh. Look, you want to know if that's true there's only one person to ask."

"I know, that's why I was going to see her. But I don't want anyone else to know about, this got? Not even Dani."

"Too bad."

With the paper in hand Kit rushed down the hallway, Celia on her heels, they arrived a few minutes later in the West End of the school, bursting into Sasha's Women's Lit class, which was currently in session.

"Not now, wait outside until I'm done," Sasha snapped.

Both women skidded to a halt, Celia crashing into Kit. Grabbing her hand, Kit turned around and led Celia out of the room. Before Celia could make another grab for the letter Kit had folded it into squares and shoved it down the front of her blouse.

"Try and get it now."

"Bitch."

"Thank you."

"Please, Kit, don't tell Dani."

Kit didn't answer immediately, which made Celia uneasy. Kit finally spoke, full lips spread into a wide smile.

"No, Dani is our friend and she has to know. Besides if this happened to her, she'd tell us. That's what friends do."

Celia sighed. "But Kit, I . . ."

Kit placed a hand on Celia's shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "I know hon, you want to maintain Deacon's privacy, if this claim is real. I understand that. But who the hell are we going to tell? What is said between us, stays between us. We're like Vegas baby, only we don't lie about our ability to keep secrets."

Celia couldn't help but smile, she did feel a bit more reassured. They waited outside of Sasha's classroom like bad students, by the time the bell had rung for next period, ten minutes had passed. Celia and Kit waited until the flow of students had trickled to a few before entering Sasha's lecture hall. She was at her desk packing up her briefcase.

"What was so important that you felt the need to rush into my class like that?"

"This." Kit started to unbutton her blouse, much to the interest of a few straggler boys.

"Stop that unless you want a sexual harassment suit on your hands. Let's go into my office." They both followed Sasha into a small hallway, turning right they walked straight into her office.

"Now show me."

Kit continued to unbutton her blouse while Sasha closed the door behind them. The note tumbled to the floor before Celia could get it, it landed near Sasha's shoes. Leaning down she picked it up and unfolded it, pushing up her glasses she read the letter, Celia blushing the whole time.

"Well now, this is interesting. So why come to me?"

"We want you to check in with your contacts at A.D and ask about Deacon," Kit said before Celia could stop her.

Sasha raised an eyebrow. "A.D uses code names for their members. You do know that people use code names for discretion right? You know, for privacy so they don't get humiliated and all that."

Celia felt relief and Kit looked crestfallen.

"There is, however, still a way to find out if he does frequent the club."

Kit looked hopeful, Celia looked horrified.

"How?"

"We go to the club and stake it out. It has to be on the weekend since I know for a fact that he works late. I know you and Dani will be up to it, but what about Ce? Are you ready to return to the land of chains, whips, leather and lace?"

Celia blushed. It had been a long time since she'd been to the Aurora Diamond club. She could still remember the dark corners, the scent of jasmine, the glimpses of skin and decadent displays. Her body flushed with heat, her nipples became hardened nubs, and her clit pulsed to life as her panties became moist.

"Ce? You up to this?"

She felt breathless. It had been so long since she'd been with a man, so long since she'd taken control. The heady sense of power, the feeling of seeing a man wanting to do your every whim and wish to please you. She bit her lip, clenching her thighs, trying to stave off the throb of her clit.

"She's ready. Aurora Diamond Club, here we come!" Kit exclaimed.

-End of Excerpt-

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