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BLURB: [Siren Allure: Erotic Cowboy Romance, older hero, HEA]

Warren Murphy spent his adult years working for Leroy Jenkins, the local cattle baron. He loved his job almost as much as he did women. He was loving life as one of the most sought-after bachelors in the county.
Amber Jenkins is the only heir to the Jenkins fortune and the apple of her granddaddy’s eye. Years of growing up around Warren turned her teenage girl fantasies into a love that she couldn’t ignore. Despite her attempts at seduction, he pushes her away and out of his life.
Tragedy soon strikes and the two are face-to-face with one another on a daily basis. Warren finds it increasingly hard to deny his attraction toward Amber and is left with a choice. Does he give in to something he craves so desperately? Or does he let her go, knowing that he has never known a seduction as intimate and sweet as hers?

EXCERPT:

He made his way down the hall and was about to knock on the door when he heard the muffled sound of a cry coming from the other side. Without hesitation he went in and was stopped dead in his tracks.

In that moment, time ceased to exist. He stopped breathing, air no longer moved in and out of his lungs. His heart stopped beating the rhythmic melody of his pulse, and his vision locked onto her female form.

She stood there in a pair of tiny white panties, a strapless bra, and her dress was pooled at her feet as though she had merely just stepped out of it and into a painting of Michelangelo.

Everything about her was beautiful in that moment, except for the tears that streaked her cheeks. His heart must have started to beat again, because a horrible pain came from it, and he had to fight the urge to rub at it in an effort to assuage the hurt.

“Amber…baby.”

“No.” She shook her head at him in protest. “I told you to go. Please go.”

He watched in sadness as her tear-stained cheeks were decorated with new tears. Cries, heart-breaking cries tore from her throat as he took a few steps closer to her.

“Baby, no. I am not leaving you.”

He kept coming toward her, ignoring that she took a step back to match every one he made forward. She kept up the effort to distance herself from him for several steps until her back met with the wall and she shuddered.

She shook her head again. “You can’t do this. It’s not fair.” Closing her eyes tightly, she whispered, “Please just go.”

He now stood in front of her. His lips just inches from hers as he fought the urge to kiss them and taste that sweetness he could only recall in his mind.

“What’s not fair?” he asked in a soft voice.

Her eyes flashed open when she heard him. The close proximity of their bodies obviously startled her, and she started to push at his chest. Her movements were part pounding fists and part protests to how near he was to her, but only his firmly planted feet kept him from moving.

Despite her best intentions, she wasn’t trying that hard to push him away. He waited for her motions to slow. Sobs were coming out in between some words he couldn’t make out. Slowly, he took her wrists in his hands and pulled them around his waist.

He brought their two bodies together and wrapped his arms around her nearly naked form. She shivered under his touch, and he gently smoothed down her hair and whispered soothing words into her ear.

He wasn’t even sure what he was saying. His heart was racing with conflicting emotions. She was in his arms again, but it was obvious how much hurt he had caused her. He made another mental note to kick his ass again for being the reason she shed even one tear.

“Tell me what to say, Amber. Please stop crying. I’ll say anything to make you stop being sad.” No truer words were ever spoken.

“Why?”

Her one word answer also served as a question. A question that he didn’t understand, but wanted to be able to explain whatever it was she needed to hear.

“Why what, baby?”

She pulled away from his hold and looked up at him. Her beautiful green eyes looked glazed over and withdrawn.

“Why did you push me away that night? Why wasn’t I good enough? Why are you here now? Why won’t you leave? Why do you act jealous of Michael when, after I gave myself to you, you treated it like it was the biggest mistake of your life? Why are you breaking my heart all over again? Why?”

If there was a way for words to reach into his soul and tear it into shreds, he had just experienced it. The pain in her voice was so raw, so real that he knew she wasn’t just talking. She was reliving the pain of rejection he had inflicted upon her. All the doubts and insecurities he saw in her eyes were completely his fault. She was beautiful, vibrant, and the most amazing woman who he ever had a chance with, and she was broken because of him.

Nothing he could say would even do justice to half of her questions. There was no excuse for what he did to her, how he treated her. All he knew was that it was the biggest damn mistake of his life, and he’d be damned if he made the same one again.

He took her face his hands, dropping his forehead against hers. “I’m the biggest fuckup there is, baby. I have no answers, but please don’t make me go now that I finally know how much you mean to me.”

Her wide eyes blinked back at him as he made his plea. “I….you...what are you saying?”

How could he explain something to her even he didn’t understand? She was hurting. He was hurting. If he tried to put what he was feeling into words, he would probably screw things up even worse.

No. There weren’t even any words to describe what was going through his mind. He couldn’t wait any longer either. Ever since that night he’d sent her away he had tried to recall the sweetness of her kiss, the softness of her lips.

As each day passed he could remember less and less. Now here she was, with him, in his arms, their bodies close. She was his. Whatever he needed to do to make sure she knew that, too, he would. Right now, though, all that mattered was taking what he missed so much.

In a swift movement, not taking the chance of her pulling away, he pressed his mouth to hers. She gasped in surprise, and he swallowed her surprise. With her mouth open, he swept his tongue inside and stroked it against the wet, velvety sweetness of hers.

This right here. Jesus, this was what he missed so badly.

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Welcome Cornelia Amiri

Enter Ellora’s Cave and step underhill to the dwelling place of the baobhan sith. They are waiting for you. They’ve saved you a dance.

Who are what are the baobhan sith, you ask? They are vampiric fey who roam the Scottish highlands. All of them are women, no men and they have talons, no fangs and like other vampires, they drink human blood and they fry in the sunlight. Many call them dancing vampires as they look for young men coming from the pub at night. The baobhan sith dance with them until the men are exhausted then they transform their nails to talons and claw at their skin, draining their blood. Two books of my Dancing Vampire series are available now with three more to come. With five quickies in all, I refer to them as 5 Shades of Fey. The latest, Vampire Highland Fling, was just released. Here’s two pinterst boards on the baobhan sith and my books http://pinterest.com/corneliaamiri/ever-met-a-fey-vampire/ & http://pinterest.com/corneliaamiri/dancing-vampires-my-serries-with-ellora-s-cave/ and below is a blurb and excerpt:

Vampire Highland Fling

Cornelia Amiri

Second in the Dancing Vampires series.

Murdina, a dark vampiric fey, hunts the Scottish Highlands for a man, but not for blood—Murdina wants love. She spots Cameron playing the bagpipes, and when a strong wind lifts his kilt, she takes a good look and decides he’s the one.

When Cameron meets a beautiful, mysterious woman who dances the Highland fling for him, his blood boils for her. Soon Murdina and Cameron are doing more than dancing. Wrapped in each other’s arms, they discover true love, but their time together is limited before Murdina’s fey sisters cross the portal to steal her back and probably kill him. Is their love strong enough to overcome the threat her sisters pose to Murdina’s heart and to Cameron’s life? http://www.jasminejade.com/m-829-cornelia-amiri.aspx

Excerpt:

The moment he set his bagpipes down by his feet, she slid her arms around his firm, muscular shoulders, locking her hands at the base of his neck. Then he encircled her with his warm, bracing arms. He pulled her tighter to him and parted her lips with a thrust of his tongue. The open-mouth kiss deepened, now hungry and demanding. She’d seduced thousands of humans before, but melted like hot honey in the arms of only this one.

Humans were for feeding on. She and her sisters lured them with a sultry dance then transformed their fingernails to talons to draw the humans’ blood and lap it up. What a waste it would be to use this man for nothing but his blood. What would happen if he found out what she was? He’d run away. She was a baobhan sith and they killed men like him. Though she’d decided she’d never hurt him, he wouldn’t know that.

He slid his moist tongue between her parted lips. With sweeping, swirling motions, he invaded her mouth. She clung even tighter to him, lost in the fervor of the kiss, wanting it to never end.

A voice she recognized, calling her name, pierced the silence of the night. She pulled her mouth from Cameron’s and stepped out of his embrace. “Not them. Not now.” Trembling, she crossed her arms against her chest to steady herself. “Oh no. Cameron, run.”

He didn’t move. His eyebrows arched and his brow furrowed, his expression shifted to shock and confusion.

“Danger. Go.” She flung her arms in the air, gesturing to him. “Run now.”

“No. I am not leaving you. I’ll protect you. Who are they?”

“My sisters. They mean me no harm. I am fine, but you need to run. I beg of you, go. I will explain later. I am fine.”

“Are you sure they mean you no harm?”

“Yes. They cannot harm me. I promise. Do as I say so I will see you again.”

He grabbed his bagpipes off the ground and clutching them, he turned and sprinted away. She wheeled around, facing her five sisters, who were glaring daggers at her. Her jaw clenched tight.

“Just one?” Tearlag’s face flushed red with anger.

“Where are ours?” Fuamnach set both her hands on her curvy hips.

“You came up here from underhill without even telling us.” Mordag took a step closer to her.

“You don’t even want to share. You picked out one, just for yourself.” Aithbhreac spit her words out.

Eimhear tilted her dainty chin in the air. “Greedy. And you sent him running from us.”

Before Murdina could answer, all five of her sisters said simultaneously, “We can catch him.”

She hated to do it but she had no choice and she had to act now before her sisters killed Cameron. Stretching her arms into the air, she began a spell.

“To stop you, sisters mine

I halt your chase

I cast a spell of time

He’s off at a fast pace

While you freeze in place

Now outpaced.”

She shuddered as a surge of energy racked her body. All five of her sisters stood frozen in place, unable to move.

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Welcome Kiki Howell

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

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Synopsis:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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The Vampire’s Witch by Kiki Howell

Excerpt:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“No, not too cold.”

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

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

“You’ve saved me too.”

“From what?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

About Kiki Howell

Ever since she was young, Kiki Howell has loved to listen to a well-woven tale with real characters, inspired plots, and delightful resolutions. Kiki spend hours lost in books and soon knew creating lives, loves, and losses with just words had to be the greatest thing she could do. She’s now had over thirty stories published and couldn’t be more thrilled or grateful to see her creations polished and out in the real world.

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Stressed and Overwhelmed

Just a little update from Amber, who has been in hiding. In preparation of edits for Claimed by Dragons I was attempting to get a book finished. I knew I’d be getting edits for Protecting Grant, behind Dragons. If I hadn’t mentioned this before I received a contract from Loose Id for a new M/M coming out sometime in November. Loose Id had a theme call out and I answered, thus leading to the contract. Turns out Protecting Grant won’t be released as part of the theme series. Not a big deal though. It gives me more flexibility. Oh, and Katalina is doing the edits for Dragons! I love her.

In the meantime I’m plugging away at my wip and Loose Id did it again. They put out another call. This was a holiday themed call out. Not just any holiday. It’s actually two holidays in one. I thought how much fun. I wrote a proposal and sent it off to my editor. I’ll be honest I wasn’t expecting a contract. Guess what? Yup, my editor loved my idea and sent a contract. Now I’m under tight deadline to write the book. I’m about 11k into the book, not bad considering I’ve only been writing it for a week. Looks like the second half of this year I’ll see three books released.

In September I’ll be getting out the last two of my former Aspen books and a few under my real name. To say I’ve been busy is an understatement. Oh and add in that I’m now doing three people’s jobs at my day job. My poor hubby is looking forward to our vacation next week.

Which leads me to my hiatus. The hubby, Lexi and I are off to Florida next Tuesday. The baby will be staying with the in-laws and our other daughter will be staying at our house to house sit and take care of the dogs. It’s only a 4 night stay, but I need the break. I can’t wait to enjoy Universal and Busch Gardens. Lexi is really looking forward to the trip. Her two friends had to back out of the trip. It’s sad because now she’ll have no one her age to hang with.

Here a link to a nice review of I Wanna Sext U Up - http://whippedcream2.blogspot.com/2012/08/i-wanna-sext-u-up-by-amber-skyze.html?zx=3f3b9dad4f918dd2

That’s it! I’ll likely not be posting until September unless I find time. I will have guests during my absence so please drop by and say hello.

Welcome Ana Hart

Ana Hart has done it again!

First she gave us Reborn; book one in the “One Powerful Addiction” series that tells the story of Daniel Webb in this paranormal erotic romance.

Just Released

ADDICTED

Addicted is the second book in the series and continues to follow Daniel Webb on his mysterious path.

Synopsis:

All Daniel Webb wants is to be a normal guy, but honestly, that doesn't seem like it's going to happen anytime soon in between him being addicted to a supernatural power beyond his control, keeping his girlfriend Alyssa Drega happy, and dealing with the everyday responsibilities of being a college student. Oh, yeah, and now his nightmares are trying to kill him. And they're not the only ones. When a mysterious assailant attacks Daniel in the woods outside of town and ends up getting to Alyssa in the process, things get real personal real quick and more questions than answers are dumped onto Daniel's already full plate. Now the clock is ticking while something truly dark is stirring in the sleepy town of Stone Hills, Arkansas, and it's all Daniel can do to figure out how to survive the weekend. And keep Alyssa safe in the process.

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About the Author:

Ana Hart is a writer of erotica and romance and an Internet celebrity wannabe. Born and raised in the southern United States, Ana currently resides in Conway, Arkansas with her very supportive boyfriend. When not writing, Ana can often be found talking into a camera on YouTube, lurking on Facebook or Twitter, or just running searches for herself on Google.

Whet Your Appetite Wednesday

Available from Ellora's Cave

A story in the Cougar Challenge series.

 

Marcy Brown can’t get enough of Lucky, her massage therapist. Lucky’s fingers always linger dangerously close to…sensitive areas, and ignite a fire she can’t ignore. Marcy isn’t looking for a relationship, but a friend with benefits would be right up her alley. The women of her fave blog, Tempt the Cougar, swear by younger men, but Marcy doesn’t want to train someone. She wants a man who can give her orgasm after orgasm.

 

Lucky offers to be her secret lover and help her realize all her fantasies. With Lucky, Marcy discovers the thrill of sexual positions and taboos she’s been missing out on—up to and including sex with two gorgeous men at once.

 

All bets are off when this Cougar is challenged to get her growl on.

 

An Excerpt From: GETTIN’ LUCKY

Copyright © AMBER SKYZE, 2010

All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.

Chapter One

 

“Isn’t he hot, sweetie?”

“Mom!” Marcy groaned.

“What? Is there something wrong with me thinking the young doctor is sexy?”

“Mother, please.” Not that there was anything wrong with her admiring the younger doctor. Shit Marcy fantasized about younger men, but she kept it under wraps. She didn’t speak the words out loud.

Marcy wished she could crawl under a rock and die. They were in the recovery room. Her mother had just undergone surgery for her broken wrist. It wasn’t like they were alone. The room was full of other people who had come from surgery too, along with their family members. Marcy looked around to see if anyone else was listening to her mother’s tirade. She couldn’t believe her mother was talking about how hot the doctor was in front of all these people. Christ, he was young enough to be her son, possibly grandson.

“Thank you,” the doctor said. “Now I want you to rest for the next few days. No using those fingers, either. You need to give your body time to recuperate.”

“Anything you say, Doctor.”

Marcy watched as her mother made googly eyes at the doctor.

“Do you make house calls?” she asked, reaching out with her good hand to touch him.

He chuckled.

“They don’t allow us to go to patients’ homes, but I’ll see you in a few days at my office. All right?”

“If you insist.”

“I’ll see you soon.” He patted her mother’s leg before rushing off to his next patient.

Marcy looked down at her mother.

“I can’t believe you just said those things to the doctor, Mother,” she whispered.

“It’s all right, Ms. Brown,” the nurse said. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of. Lots of women enjoy the company of younger men.”

Not my mother and certainly not me. Though she couldn’t deny the growing attraction she’d been feeling for Lucky. Lately every time he massaged her he came dangerously close to her pussy, stirring up tingling sensations she hadn’t felt in a very long time. Thankfully her vibrator gave her the relief she craved after leaving her weekly massages, because she couldn’t risk losing Lucky. Entering into anything sexual with him would cross too many boundaries for her. She might have to change massage therapists and that would be a pity.

“I appreciate your understanding, but that doctor could be her grandson.” She knew she was exaggerating, but seriously. Her mother was too old to be drooling over the doctor.

The nurse laughed.

Marcy didn’t find anything funny about her mother fawning over the young stud. Yes, he was cute, not her type, but nice-looking.

“Stop being so uptight, Marcy. Just because Dan wasn’t smart enough to stick around doesn’t mean you’re a dead fish. You can have a little fun if you know what I mean.” Her mother winked.

Marcy wanted to flee the recovery room.

“It’s the anesthesia.” The nurse patted her hand.

“Thanks.” Marcy looked at her name tag. “Elizabeth.”

“No problem. I have a few things to check on, but I’ll be back shortly. Don’t worry about your mother. Once the anesthesia wears off she’ll probably forget the things she said.”

God she prayed the nurse was right. She couldn’t have her mother talking like this.

“I appreciate your understanding.”

The nurse nodded before heading off. She returned an hour later.

“Here are your discharge papers,” Elizabeth said. “And here’s something just in case your mom is serious.”

Marcy took the business card.

“Tempt the Cougar? What’s this?”

In a hushed tone, Elizabeth explained. “It’s a blog where women who want to experience the thrill of younger men gather.”

“Oh no. My mother definitely doesn’t need this.” Marcy attempted to hand the card back to her.

“Take it. You never know.”

“I’m sorry, but I do know. This is not something my mother would be interested in.”

Elizabeth shrugged.

“Then keep it for yourself. You never know, you might find it interesting.” She rushed off before Marcy could object.