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Wednesday, September 22, 2010
New Release: Bitten By Love
Crymsyn Hart ISBN 978-1-936165-58-2
Word Count: 28862
PDF Page Count: 87
Heat Index: Erotic
Does this book contain violence? Yes
Genre(s): Paranormal Erotic Romance/Vampire/Menage
Buy Link: http://purplesword.com/zencart/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=2&products_id=61
One touch is all it takes to ignite her passion.
Fey know their mates by touch. Griffon yearns to rejoin Zak, his mate, in the fey realm. Seven hundred years ago, Griffon was turned into a vampire. To ease his hunger he attacked a mated couple. For retribution, he was exiled to the human realm until he could find the one person who would break his curse.
Salina meets Griffon at the bookstore she works at. He flashes her a blinding smile and asks her to dinner. After dinner, he invites her back to his house, where she meets Zak, his lover. Drawn to both men, Salina doesn't know what to make of their attentions especially when Griffon reveals his true nature.
Will Salina give in to her attraction to both men? Or will she succumb to Griffon's curse?
Excerpt:
She heard sounds coming from a couple of doorways down from the bathroom. Creeping up slowly, she peeked in the door. Both men were in a tight embrace. She saw Zak's expression locked in ecstasy in the mirror behind them. Griffon had one hand wrapped around his shoulder cradling his neck lovingly. The other was at the small of his back, his fingers splayed on the top of Zak's ass. Griffon's lips were fastened to his neck. Griffon's eyes were closed, and he was drinking greedily from his lover's throat. Salina was transfixed at the sight. After a second of watching them, it occurred to her she was seeing something intimate between the two lovers. Everything in her told her to turn and give them privacy, but she couldn't tear her gaze away.
“More, Griffon.” Zak moaned, exasperated.
Griffon clutched onto his ass and pulled Zak into him more. He must have sensed her, because he opened his eyes and locked them with hers. He didn't break the gaze, but began to suck. It seemed she could feel each pull Griffon took from him. Her body rocked in time with his sucking. She clutched the doorframe hard. Her breathing intensified the longer she watched. The pleasure was cresting inside of her. She was getting wetter. She clenched her thighs together. A gush of wetness dampened her panties. A strangled cry left her lips. Finally he looked away, but not before she noticed a slight curling up of his lips in a sneer. When he broke the staring contest, she dashed down the hall and ran into the kitchen trying to catch her breath. Whatever connection they had made was beyond words. She clasped the kitchen sink and turned the faucet on. Flinging her glasses off, she splashed the water on her skin, glad to find it was as cold as it was in the bathroom. She took additional handfuls and gulped them down. When she was done, she bowed her head, trying to stop the lightheaded feeling that had come upon her. But it only got worse.
Hands were trailing up her sides, gently, delicately. Hot breath blasted against her neck. She felt lips playing over her throat. Fingers brushed against her nipples, hardening them. Salina tried to fight the sensations, but wasn't able to. This isn't real. This can't be happening. What's going on?
She didn't get an answer.
The sensations only intensified. The rush of the water was drowned out by the pounding of her heart. She squeezed her eyes shut. The woozy feeling sloshed her head around. The hands were all over her.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
New Release: The Prince's Knight
Rachel D. Thompson
ISBN 978-1-936165-55-1
Word Count: 34,998
PDF Page Count: 109
Heat Index: Erotic Romance
Does this book contain violence? yes
Genre(s): Fantasy/Erotic Romance/MMF
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Becoming the prince's bodyguard was supposed to be easy. No one warned him to guard his heart...
After receiving a crippling injury, Sir Aric finds himself reassigned to the crown prince's royal guard. He thinks it will be an easy job, but Prince Matthew turns out to be a spoiled brat, too used to getting his own way. Within the first week, the prince disappears and almost gets himself killed in his desire to be a part of the ongoing war effort at the southern edge of the kingdom. Matthew's brief taste of battle is more than enough, making him ready to settle down and attend to matters of state. Marriage tops the list of those, but in the meantime, Matthew and Aric find themselves drawn together by irresistible forces. Until Matthew's chosen bride arrives.
Excerpt:
He scanned the visible windows, not seeing anyone. One little kiss couldn't hurt, could it? He'd given her the ring, asked her to marry him. There was no taboo against one little kiss. Besides, he'd already kissed her once. This wasn't much different; there were just more potential witnesses.
“All right,” he agreed. His hands rose to grasp her upper arms.
Before he could change his mind, he leaned forward, his lips brushing against hers. So soft! He deepened the kiss, pulling her closer, dragging her against his suddenly hard length. He was attracted to her--there was no doubt about that.
“Am I going to have to pry you two apart?” a deep voice asked.
Matthew released Jessa abruptly. She stumbled against him before regaining her balance.
Aric stared at them from two feet away. Every muscle was taut with anger. Or jealousy. He took two quick steps forward. “I know your decision,” he hissed. “You don't have to taunt me with it.”
“Aric,” Matthew said with a clear warning in his voice.
“What? Afraid Jessa might guess your dirty little secret?” The knight sheathed his sword and turned away to pull his shirt on.
“Shut up! You will respect your king!”
The cold look Aric gave him sent shivers down Matthew's spine. The knight stepped closer, his tone dropping to a dangerous level. “The same way you respect your lover?” He shot a glance at Jessa.
“Actually, I already g-guessed.”
“Ah.” Aric leaned back. “Well, let's get everything in the open then. Your groom is a jackass.”
“You're the jackass right now,” Matthew sniped back.
“S-stop it!” Jessa's raised voice stopping them both in their tracks. Both men stared at her, wide-eyed. “You're both behaving l-like children.”
Matthew sighed and ran a hand over his face, taking a step back to gather himself. “Aric, you know how I feel about you. What will it take to make this easier on you?”
A sly look appeared on the knight's face, and Matthew knew he was in trouble.
“I think it's only fair I get a kiss, too.” Aric's gaze slid from Jessa to Matthew.
“Absolutely not!” Matthew exploded. “That's completely inappropriate.”
“Not from her.” Aric sidled closer. Now his expression could only be considered smoldering. “From you.”
Matthew retreated from the knight's advance. “You've kissed me plenty of times,” he mumbled.
“Then it shouldn't be a big deal.”
Matthew glanced at Jessa, but there was no help to be found there. “I th-think you should. I don't want to come between you two.”
A triumphant smile lit Aric's handsome face. He reached out, his hands fisting into the fabric of Matthew's tunic. Displaying his strength, the knight dragged him back into a corner created by one wall of the castle and a towering turret.
“Prove to me you don't want me,” Aric challenged, and then his lips descended on the king's. Matthew's thoughts dissolved. No longer did he worry about their audience, or whether or not anyone could see them from a castle window. The kiss was rough, bruising, but he only wanted more. His wilting erection grew hard and firm, pressing against the thin leather of his trousers.
He took over, pushing Aric hard against the unforgiving stones of the castle wall. Had he thought he could live without this passion? He'd been so wrong.
Finally, Aric pushed him away with a smirk on those beautiful lips. Matthew was breathing hard, and when he glanced at Jessa, ashamed that he'd lost control so easily, he saw that she didn't look entirely unaffected by the display.
“I want love like that,” she said, breathless.
Aric turned away from Matthew to throw a companionable arm around her shoulders, steering her towards the front of the castle. “Then you'd better hurry along those wedding plans, my dear. It's inappropriate for Matthew to kiss you like that.”
“And doubly so for you.” She ducked under his arm and skipped to the front door, laughter trailing behind her.
Both men stared after her for a moment, perplexed.
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