Sunday, 31 March 2013

#sexysnippets and Rose once more

 A Rose Between The Thornes


What your aunt would say to see us both bollock naked and fucking to oblivion, I dare not think.”
There was a sigh, and a groan, and she could swear, the sound of balls on flesh. Sophia’s juices gathered at the apex of her thighs and damped her quim, and her skin prickled. Voyeur she was not, but the pictures those words conjured up were climax-inducing.
“Perchance she would wish she was receiving the same atten- tions from others, or is she, and we know not?” Another equally recognizable voice, followed by the lighter tones of her niece, somewhat breathless, but nevertheless, recognizable.
“That is not polite, gentlemen, for without Sophia to play chaperone, we would not be able to enjoy ourselves three deep, as we so often and freely do."

Poor Sophia, when will it be her turn?        (my page)            (author page)

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Happy reading,

love Rx

Friday, 29 March 2013

Guardian Awakening... Yes please...

Michaela Rhua is sharing...

Thank you Raven for letting me come and visit you today. This Earl Grey tea is perfect and as a fellow coeliac I love the GF Cookies!
Well what a month it has been! A month of firsts I must say. I had not one but TWO releases within weeks of each other with different publishers! Guardian Awakening was released by Breathless Press on 8th February and Truth or Dare was released by Evernight Publishing on the 25th February!
Both are very different stories. Guardian Awakening is a paranormal romance and hopefully the first in a series of three books, whereas Truth or Dare is a rather hot lesbian contemporary romance, with Evernight's  Romance on the Go line.

Here is a little taste of both.
Guardian Awakening
When a runaway meets a Guardian out for revenge, two worlds collide. Can love conquer all, or is their relationship doomed before it even started?
She slowly walked across to the sound system and chose a track to dance to. Sometimes customers liked to choose their own music, but he had not done so. She selected R. Kelly's "Ignition." The beat kicked in, and Romy dropped her hip to the right, stepped back, and dropped her hip to the left. She swung round with her hands on her breasts, eyes half-closed, and really got into it. The music took over; she gyrated her hips toward him, and she slid her hands up and down her body. She wove her body back around to him and bent forward, giving him a great view of her ass as she brought her hands up to separate her cheeks and quickly let go. Spinning around again, she bounced to the music, knowing her breasts were the star of the show for this bit. She let her hands wander between her legs and into her black panties before moving her hand out and pinging the elastic.
The whole time she maintained as much eye contact as she could. Licking her lips often and moving forward, she put her breasts as close as she could without touching. Turning around she placed her hands on his legs and felt firm thighs. She sat in his lap and ground her ass into his obvious erection. The movements were meant to arouse the customer into paying for more time. Some even climaxed, which was why there were tissues and wipes under the table. This time she found herself lost to the music, and the contact with his jeans-clad cock sent jolts throughout her body. She touched herself in time with the rhythm, getting aroused as the heat between them rose. Romy had never felt so good dancing for anyone before.
This was when some customers lost control and tried to make a grab. So she got up and strutted to the door. She spun on the spot and spread her arms, draping herself across the door, swinging her hips so her ass was rubbing against the wood behind her. The rubbing action caused him to shift his position. She knew he was trying to make his hard cock more comfortable in his jeans. His blues eyes sparkled, and she could see he was clenching his jaw; his hands were fisted at his sides. She danced closer to the door, hips swinging, ass at all angles, and breasts squeezed together. The track went into fade, and Romy gradually stopped, smiling her "were you happy with that" smile, and stood still.
That had been amazing; she had never felt so alive, so eager to show herself to a man before. He stood up slowly. Then he walked over to her, his movements that of a prowling animal. The bulge in his trousers was obvious. Romy took a step back and hit the door, and she gulped. He was huge next to her; in her heels she stood at five feet ten inches, but he was well over six feet with huge shoulders, blond, shoulder-length hair, and a stubbled chin. He reached into his jacket pocket, pulled out a few notes, and hooked them into her red lace bra. That brief touch sent sparks through, her straight to her clit. He was so close; she could feel his warmth and longed to be closer still. He took a deep breath as though he were inhaling her scent, and she groaned inwardly.
Leaning forward he said, "Thank you, Romy."
His hot breath fanned her neck. She gazed up at him. How did he know my name?

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Truth or Dare.

Ready for a little taste?
Leah sat shocked as Jess threw herself into an impromptu sexy routine. She began with seductive hip swinging. She threw her head down in front of Leah, and then quickly back so her golden locks fell messily around her face. Oh hell, she looked so hot.
Next came a slow unbuttoning of her shirt and Jess took her time in revealing a purple lace bra holding those full breasts in place.
Leah took a gulp of wine not believing her eyes.
Jess grabbed her breasts and squeezed them together as the song continued with its sensual lyrics.
 Leah licked her lips, wanting to lick those fulsome breasts.
 Jess took hold of the chair nearest to Leah. Standing on it, she began to unbuckle her belt, which she threw dramatically across the bar.
Leah's mouth went dry at the vision of pure sex on legs in front of her. Moisture leaked from her pussy, wetting her panties. She leaned forward in her chair. The movement created friction against her pussy. The vision before her combined with the spinning light, sensual music, and the friction of the chair was driving her to the brink of orgasm. 
Jess grabbed her crotch and rubbed the area, biting her lip and closing her eyes. She began to unzip her jeans slowly, not taking her eyes off Leah.
That eye-to-eye contact sent shivers of arousal through Leah, but the combination of actions caused the sexy blonde bombshell to lose her balance. Suddenly Leah saw Jess tumble. She shot out of her seat, but she was too late to catch Jess, who hit the floor.
"Oh my God. Are you okay, Jess?" Leah looked down at her friend, who lay with eyes closed and body motionless. Panic rising inside her, she looked round to see where her phone was to call an ambulance.
Suddenly the other woman erupted into a fit of giggles, much to Leah's relief.
"Seriously, Jess, I thought you hit your head or something!"  Leah moaned, letting relief wash over her now that she realized her friend wasn’t hurt. Her heartbeat was just returning to normal.
Jess held out her hand to Leah. Their fingers meshed together and Jess pull her down to the floor.
 As blue eyes held her own, Leah knew her breathing had become uneven. Was this the dream she had longed to come true for so long? The club was silent. The track had finished. The disco lights spun, a shower of multi-colored lights creating a magical space around them.
Leah lowered her head down. It was a now or never moment. She looked at her friend with her halo of golden hair spread around her. She looked like an angel on the midnight floor.
 Jess' eyes softened the closer she got. Leah's lips hovered over hers. She licked them slowly before kissing Jess passionately. She felt Jess' hands in her hair, holding their lips together. She wants this as much as I do. Leah stroked Jess' hair while her other hand went to her breast, squeezing and massaging.
Jess spread her legs under Leah and wrapped them around her, drawing her closer.
Leah ground her hips into Jess, enjoying the friction. She pinched a nipple, eliciting a groan from the woman beneath her. She moved from her lips to her neck, licking and biting the delicate skin down to her breasts. She sucked the hardened nipple though the lace and Jess' moans became louder, her hands holding the back of Leah's head to her breast.
Leah took her time enjoying the body she had longed to make love to. Her pussy was wet, but she wanted to focus on Jess' needs not her own. She went from one nipple to the other before pulling the bra up to reveal full breasts with pink, wet nipples. She squeezed the breasts together, drawing both nipples into the center, then licked a trail from one to another.
Jess squirmed under her, gasping with each lick.
Leah kissed down her flat stomach to her hips. Her zipper was halfway down so Leah unzipped it completely, revealing matching lace undies. She pulled at the jeans.
Jess sat up a little to help ease them off, removing her shirt and bra at the same time.
She lay down and Leah drank in the sight of her creamy skin, pink in places where she had sucked or gently bitten. She buried her head between Jess' legs, and she found the lace was wet with the other woman's juices. Leah sucked her clit through the lace, enjoying the taste of her.

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I hope that has hooked your interest. To find out more about me or to start stalking, here is a little more about me and my links:
Author Bio:Michaela Rhua Bio.
Michaela Rhua always dreamed of writing but this never happened until she met the lovely group of ladies known as UCW. Their passion for writing and encouragement inspired her to see if she could do it too. Now she loves writing!
She has teenage children and a husband, who also keep her busy. However, it is whilst travelling into work that she has time to create her characters and imagine other places in which they exist as her world skims by the window. Conversations overheard often lead to the birth of new ideas that she scribbles down in her trusty notebook.
Michaela is a multi-published author with Breathless Press, Evernight Publishing and a self-published anthology with authors from The Nuthouse Scribblers.

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Thursday, 28 March 2013

thumbs up thursday... to family, friends. and my murky mind...

hi all...

There's not been a thumbs up for a few weeks, my bad. however I have a reason. not an excuse you understand, but what I reckon is a good reason. I've had a rotten nasty yukky chest infection. It has really pulled me down, and i tell you i've not been a happy Bunny.

What helped me was family, friends, and my murky mind.

Family, because although DH was in the far east for work, my lovely daughter rang me several times a day, and arranged for her and her and her partner to visit.

Friends because I had a house full of fellow authors at the weekend, and bless them they looked after me. We laughed cried and put the world to rights. And all the while they plied me with tea and coffee and chocolate. Sad to say, I was off my food and believe it or not, my wine! ( they made up for it)

And finally, my murky mind. Yup, it helped me. Whilst my writing skills seemed to have disappeared with my appetite,  the fact I had two books our whilst I was a miserable s*d did help. Especially as the first, Will You Dance Miss Laurence? was number two on the Evernight Publishing site best sellers for March, and the second, A Rose Between The Thornes, ( Breathless Press) gained its star on All Romance Ebooks. Good news like that certainly helped me to feel better.

Then I got edits in for A New Dawn, a short story in an antho and my mojo perked up...thank goodness. I'm getting back on track. I really enjoyed doing the edits, sent them back...and...

Now finally, I'm re reading A Matter Of Faith—a Regency that needs finishing off and sending to my editor.  I'm loving it (phew). as soon as I have an empty house it's full steam ahead to get it finished.

If I've learned one thing this last three weeks, its thumbs up for friends, family and my murky mind. They've all got me through this yuk. Okay i'm still coughing i but I'm getting there!

Happy Reading,

Love Rx

Wednesday, 27 March 2013

Immortal thirst....time for a sip

Let's welcome Tyler Robbins today

10 things about the sexy men of Immortal Thirst!!
As an author, I try not to play favorites with my characters, and fortunately for me, the three heroes in Immortal Thirst know how to share the love. If they didn’t, their special relationship would have never worked.
Here are a couple of facts about each of them that you may or may not know from reading the book.
1. As an ex-Navy SEAL, Gauge was expertly trained in hand to hand combat, but had never fought using swords until his crash course in Afghanistan when he was attacked by vampires and defended himself with an old machete he found in the village.
2. He has been openly bi-sexual for most of his life, but chose to keep his sexuality a secret after entering the military to prevent jeopardizing his career.
3. His preference for men strengthened as he got older because his sexual desires often involved rough play, and as a true gentleman, he never felt comfortable expressing his dominating side with women.
4. When he was a boy, back before WWII, he often followed his older brother around, just so he could be near his brother’s handsome friends without drawing attention to his sexuality.
5. When Tristan first found Caleb, his initial thought was to end the young man’s suffering, but the instant he smelled Caleb’s intoxicating essence, he knew he had to keep him for himself.
6. Tristan’s deep desires to be dominated and topped originated while being held captive by Cyrus Khalid. He never expressed those desires after being rescued for fear he would lose control to the wrong man, and become a victim all over again…until Gauge Roberts walked through the door…then Tristan knew he could finally be free.

7. Caleb hated being forced into a life of prostitution as a teenager, but it taught him how to survive by biding his time and using his head in ways he might have never learned had he remained on the streets like other kids.
8. Caleb’s natural desire to please is a manipulation skill he acquired along the way…the happier he made his captors, the less likely he was to be beaten or starved.
9. The instant Gauge Roberts entered the picture, Caleb’s first inclination was to find a way to get rid him, but when he saw how easily his creator gave in to the soldier, Caleb’s desire to be dominated by Gauge as well, prevailed.

And last but not least, Kathryn Guthrie:
10. Kathryn, is the only female in the coven of vampires and has bedded all but one member of her “extended” family…Caleb Medina.
Why? Because although she created Tristan, and Tristan then created Caleb, she has always respected the sanctity of the sire-bond and would never over-step, which makes her intriguing story one that just might need to be told someday.



Tyler Robbins is the pen name of author Robin Badillo, who lives in a small Texas town and is the mother of four nearly grown kids, two boys and two girls.
Tyler enjoys stepping out of her comfort zone and pushes the envelope on the stories she writes every chance she gets. She hopes her readers are just as thrilled as she is with the chances she’s taking.
Always the optimist, Tyler is a firm believer that grey hair is merely God’s graffiti!
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Vampire, Tristan Deveraux, savored the night with his young progeny, Caleb, by his side. Satisfying his shameless desires, he took what he wanted without reprisal or regret, until Gauge Roberts darkened his door.
Gauge, an ex-Navy Seal, offered more than muscles and brawn when he became Tristan’s personal security coordinator. Surrendering to an undeniable attraction, the dominating soldier scratched an itch both had ignored far too long.
 A remarkable bond is quickly formed between the three very different men, allowing each to fulfill individual needs while maintaining separate but equal relationships, until a surprising enemy threatens to destroy it all.
Will they survive the deadly fight, or is heartbreak the only price for satisfying their kind’s immortal thirst?

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An immortal thirst can never be denied, especially when it’s a thirst for each other.


Gauge cautiously entered a spacious loft with high vaulted ceilings and a dining room table filled with an assortment of food. To the right, he spotted a black, leather sofa with a very handsome and very naked man sprawled across it.
Gauge’s cock instantly twitched, his proclivity toward men revealing itself through his physical reaction.
“Hope you’re hungry.” Tristan’s voice resonated from the far left of the vast room.
Gauge’s gaze drifted away from the naked man and settled to where Tristan knelt at the foot of a chaise-lounge, intently suckling the inner thigh of yet another man.
The erotic moans of Tristan’s live meal filled the room, further stiffening Gauge’s shaft. Unsure what he should do, Gauge stepped back, only to be met by Caleb who handed him a glass of scotch. “Please, help yourself to whatever appeals to you.”
Dizzying thoughts danced in his mind. Which appetite should he satisfy first? This was new territory, far beyond the realms of even his vivid imagination. Should he indulge his physical hunger, his sexual needs, or neither, and keep his first day on the job strictly business?
“Perhaps he’s a watcher.” Caleb brushed past him as he strolled toward the lone man on the sofa.
Gauge drew in a deep breath to steady his spiraling nerves. “You feed right out in the open?”
Tristan ran his tongue up the length of the human’s cock then smiled. “They have no objections.” He then pricked his wrist with the tip of a pointy fang and allowed a few crimson drops to coat the lips of his quarry.
The man licked the blood, and his pupils immediately dilated.
“They drink from you?” Gauge swallowed hard, still trying to keep his wits about him.
“They give me the gift of an existence without pain. I give them unimaginable pleasure.” Tristan then kissed the man and returned to feasting upon his inner thigh.
Gauge glanced over at Caleb, who stood before the other man with his pants unzipped, gazing down intently as the man eagerly sucked his cock. Caleb’s hips rolled with the motion of the man’s bobbing head.
Caleb eyed Gauge with a smug grin. “He’s really good.”
Gauge licked his lips and wandered back toward the table where he blindly reached for a chair and took a seat. His heart pounded, and his cock pulsed. So fucking hot.
He’d been to clubs featuring group sex in back rooms, and had even participated once, but that was a long time ago and blood definitely hadn’t been involved. The erotic way Tristan fed only excited him more.
Gauge’s prick pressed tight against his jeans, and he fought the urge to jack off.
Tristan licked blood from his lips, nudged his partner to the side and joined him on the lounger. He skimmed his fingers across the man’s stomach, enough to make him shudder, but his seductive gaze remained locked on Gauge. “A ghastly sight, isn’t it?”
Gauge swallowed hard, his head booming from the erotic shock of it all. “Not at all.”
With speed too fast to measure, Tristan stood before him, his cock wet and stiff, smelling of sex and the unmistakable metallic scent of blood, an aroma Gauge recognized. “I suppose you’ve seen worse than a vampire fucking his meal?”
“Much worse.” That’s the understatement of the year.
Gauge tried not to dwell on the images which flashed through his mind. The macabre memory of flames reaching far above the rooftops of the small village where they’d burned the decapitated bodies of innocent victims and the vampires who had murdered them. The memory of diesel fuel mixed with the putrid stench of singeing hair and roasting skin Gauge thought would be imbedded in his brain forever, also sneaked out from the recesses of his mind where he’d safely tucked them away.
He shot up from the chair, overwhelmed and uncertain of what was worse, the haunting memories of the massacre, or how easily the thought of fucking this sexy vampire appealed to his body and mind, so much stronger than his desire to kill him.
Tristan eased closer and inhaled deeply, then turned his attention to the other vampire. “Caleb, take them away.”
Out of the corner of his eye, Gauge saw Caleb step back immediately followed by the snapping sound of fingers. “You heard my master. Let’s take this party on the road, boys.”
Gauge’s muscles tensed as he resisted reaching out and wrapping Tristan’s long hair around his fist and fucking him like there was no tomorrow.
As the door closed behind them, Tristan ran his hand down Gauge’s arm. “Kathryn told you, didn’t she?”
Gauge drew in a deep breath. “Not sure what you mean, Sir.”
“She told you how I came to be a vampire. How she plucked me quite literally from the brink of death and how my need for sex is the only thing to rival my thirst for blood.”
“She told me you had a way about you I’d possibly relate to.” Gauge understood now. Kathryn’s recommendation included benefits Gauge had never imagined.