Thursday, February 23, 2012

Elliot Road

Sarah Sinclair may not believe the rumors about Elliot Road being haunted. Yet, when she finds herself caught in its claws on a dark, stormy night, she suddenly feels as if she’s thrust into a horror movie. She takes another eerie turn when she chooses to offer assistance to a stranded motorist with the ability to disappear. With her car overheating, she has no choice but to accept the help from Trent McCoughla, a construction worker refinishing his house on Elliot Road. The undeniable passion she feels with Trent is stronger than the storm that rages through the night. And while she feels safe in Trent’s arms and warm and dry in his house, she soon discovers there are more terrifying things she has to face on Elliot Road…

Length: Short Story
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Rating: Spicy

Friday, February 17, 2012

Alien Slave By Tracy St. John Now Available

Clans of Kalquor 5.  Dani Watson is a sex slave on the planet of Dantovon.  Having escaped post-Armageddon Earth, she’s resigned to spending several years working in a brothel to pay off her slave contract.  Her one consolation is that she avoided being captured and enslaved by the Kalquorians.

When a Kalquorian clan buys her contract, Dani attempts escape.  Crashing on a remote moon puts her life in jeopardy, leaving her and the clan of Gelan, Wynhod, and Krijero fighting for survival in a hostile environment.  Worse still, they’re being hunted by a group of brutal Tragooms who are determined to capture Dani and subject her to a fate worse than mere slavery.

Rating:  Carnal.  Mild BDSM.  Forced seduction.  Multiple sexual partners.

Dani considered him as he stared into the dancing flames.  She found Krijero hard to read.   He was gentle, compassionate, and looked after her carefully.  He’d thrown himself on her when percussion blaster fire raged around them.  He’d even opened up to her a little the one time when they’d made love.  His occasional clumsiness endeared him to her, made her feel better about her own awkwardness, and made him more approachable than the rest of his self-assured species.  Yet he was mostly silent around her.  He rarely looked her in the face.  He often seemed ill at ease when she spoke to him.
Dani remembered the vulnerability he’d shown that one night, how it had made her want to make him happy.  Such a fascinating dichotomy, this man who demonstrated both courage and a sense of having been hurt.  It bothered her that he continued to keep her at arm’s length.
“You don’t like me much, do you?”  She kept her tone nonchalant.
He looked at her then, his eyes wide with surprise.  “On the contrary.  I like you more than I’m comfortable with.”
Well, that was interesting.  “Why do you say that?”
He laughed, the sound embarrassed.  “I didn’t mean to admit that.  Your question shocked the answer out of me.”
“You don’t want to like me?” 
Krijero shrugged.  “I hate putting myself on the line with another person.  Like you, I was hurt by someone I loved.  I have a mortal terror of rejection now.”
Dani nodded.  Rejection was hard.  Every rebuff she’d ever suffered had humiliated her, made her feel small and unimportant.  And there had been so many. 
She swallowed.  “Who pushed you away?”
The Imdiko stared into the fire once more.  “A Dramok I had a long relationship with when I was young.  We were together for several years, and then when we were of age he clanned another Imdiko.  I never saw it coming.”
 No wonder he came off so much like a kicked puppy sometimes.  He’d been dumped for someone else.  “Wow,” Dani breathed.  “What a jerk.”
Krijero laughed hard at that.  “I suppose he was.  I’ve called him much worse.”
Dani scooted to sit closer to him, to give a show of support.  To her delight, he circled her waist with one arm.  “So how did you end up trusting Gelan and Wynhod enough to clan with them?”
He admitted, “It took a long time.  I thought it had to be some kind of joke they were playing on me, asking me to be their Imdiko.  I mean, I trip over my own feet, I never remember to brush my hair, I have the worst time talking to people I don’t know.  Why would they pick me?”
“Nothing plays hell with your self-confidence like someone telling you you’re not good enough.”  Dani sighed.
“Believe me, I know that for a fact.”  Krijero smiled and shook his head.  “I was so scared it would happen again.  I can’t believe Gelan and Wynhod didn’t give up on me, but they finally convinced me they really wanted me to join them.”
“You’re lucky to have found them.  I’m jealous.”  She leaned back to consider him.  “We’re a lot alike, maybe.”
He nodded.  A lock of hair fell over her face, and he gently smoothed it back for her.  “I think we are.  I like you, Dani.  But I don’t want to get attached and have you leave when your contract is up.”
She blinked hard against the sting of tears.  “I like you too.   But no one has ever stuck around, so I’m waiting for your clan to disappear on me too.  You may end up thrilled to see me go when the three years are done.”
He studied her in silence for a few moments, his face working as he seemed about to say something several times and stopped himself.  At last he did speak, his tone so faint she had to strain to hear him.  “I don’t think so.  I think despite all my attempts to not fall in love, I might fail.”
Dani bit her lips together.  He liked her that much?  Enough to think he might want to keep her?  Tears escaped despite her best efforts, and she knuckled them away.  She wondered how long it would take before her usual impulsive stupidity changed his mind.  “We’re a mess, Krijero.”
He nodded.  “I suppose we are.”
“Want to have sex?”
Another burst of laughter, and he pulled her close, his face dipping down for the first kiss.  “I do.  I think we can trust each other for that, at least.”
His tongue invaded her mouth as he lowered her to the platform.  He felt so amazing against her body, so warm and strong.  Dani opened her legs to him, letting his searching hand dive into her damp folds.

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Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Night Fever

Night Fever

Carly spread her auburn hair over the pillow and shivered in anticipation, the smooth satin sheets cool against her hot, nude body. It was the blindfold. “Leave it in place,” they’d said when she’d “won” the use of the bedroom. Enjoy the erotic, carnal pleasure of raw sex without ever knowing who her partner was. Any moment now, the door knob would turn and one of the hired male strippers—bare-chested men with rope abs right off the cover of a bodice-ripper—would draw the winning straw, break from the party in the next room and come to her.
Come. Dear God, what if he just ground his cock into her without foreplay? This was the 80’s… Bang parties were what was happening. Would she be wet enough to take him? Carly slid her hand down between her thighs and inserted a finger. Moist, but not slick. Frantically, she stroked her clitoris, pressing the little nub hard. She would be mortified if one of those hot hunks found out how inexperienced she really was. One lover was all she’d had. Damn, why had she let her friends talk her into this?
She knew why. Her sorority sister, Jillian,—golden-haired, silver-tongued—loved taking risks, living on the edge. When she’d gotten the invitation to this party, Carly had agreed to come along to keep an eye on her and had lugged along her friend, Charles, whom she’d known since junior high. Steady, reliable Charles would make sure things didn’t get out of hand. Carly never suspected, as they entered a room with the Bee Gees blaring from a Saturday Night Fever soundtrack, that she would be the fortieth person to walk through the door and hence, a “winner”. Charles had tried to get her to pass on this “invitation”, but she’d stuck her chin out stubbornly. It was time she got over the hurt of being dumped. A sexy, no-name man giving her a mind-blowing orgasm was just what she needed. To hell with emotions. Mr. Stud would be just fine.
The door squeaked open and she caught her breath. This was it then.
Hearing amplified, she listened to the rustle of clothing being removed and then felt the mattress sink as the guy lowered himself beside her. He checked to make sure the blindfold was securely in place.
“Scared?” he whispered.

Monday, February 13, 2012

Author Spotlight: Suzanne Embree

Happy Valentine's Day to Everyone! Hope yall have a good one.

New Print Releases!

Alien Salvation:

Lindsey McInness and her parents are barely surviving on post-Armageddon Earth. When a Kalquorian shuttle crashes nearby, Lindsey has no choice but to offer herself to the clan on board in exchange for food and rescue.

Bacoj, Japohn and Vax are stunned when a young woman presents herself to them for their sexual pleasure. Kalquorians of their youth and low rank have no expectation of finding the elusive Earther mates Kalquorians covet so highly. But the strong willed and yet yielding Lindsey seems to be a perfect fit for them … until they learn her secret that threatens to tear the entire clan apart.

Length: Mid-Novel
Genre: Futuristic Romance
Rating: Erotica. Mild BDSM. Forced seduction. Multiple sexual partners.


Borne Vampires Book III: Wulf's Redemption:

Secrets and lies, past and present, all seeped in betrayal come full circle when Alex's deepest fears come face to face with ghosts of his past. How can he keep his past a secret from Kai when the one place in the world he wants to run from, the very same place where he lost his humanity, is the only hope they have to survive?

Length: Full Novel
Genre: Paranormal Vampire Erotica
Rating: Erotica