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December 25, 2020
New Release: His Winter Wonderland.
All he wants for Christmas is forgiveness from his mate. Get ready to be seduced by a vampire this Christmas in, His Winter Wonderland, by Siren Allen. Be sure to check out each book in the Frostlands series!
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March 10, 2017
Cover reveal: Claimed By The Succubus
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CLAIMED BY THE SUCCUBUS
~The Half-Breed~
She is Izeria’Azhul, the long-lost daughter of my king. She was raised away from our people and knows nothing of her heritage. Our kind are a myth to her. She doesn’t believe we exist and there’s no way she’ll believe she’s one of us.
~The Beast~
I am Shun’Uhl, the soldier ordered to return her to my king’s side so she can marry a royal and produce an heir to save our people. To get her to trust me, I shed my beastly form and take on the form of someone she knows. I choose unwisely. The form I’ve selected is a male she despises.
~The Forbidden~
The more time I spend with her, the more she comes to like me. And though I’ve tried to resist, I find myself falling for her also. Her feelings for me will change once she learns of my deception and sees how I really look. Part of me wants to complete my mission and return her to her father. Another part of me wants to remain in this form forever and spend my life with Izeria.
I have a choice to make: be honest with the female I love and risk losing her or lie to her for the rest of our lives. Unfortunately, the choice is made for me when we come under attack and I have to release my beast to protect her.
Now she has to make a choice: Me and my beast or a kingdom?
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CLAIMED BY THE SUCCUBUS
~The Half-Breed~
She is Izeria’Azhul, the long-lost daughter of my king. She was raised away from our people and knows nothing of her heritage. Our kind are a myth to her. She doesn’t believe we exist and there’s no way she’ll believe she’s one of us.
~The Beast~
I am Shun’Uhl, the soldier ordered to return her to my king’s side so she can marry a royal and produce an heir to save our people. To get her to trust me, I shed my beastly form and take on the form of someone she knows. I choose unwisely. The form I’ve selected is a male she despises.
~The Forbidden~
The more time I spend with her, the more she comes to like me. And though I’ve tried to resist, I find myself falling for her also. Her feelings for me will change once she learns of my deception and sees how I really look. Part of me wants to complete my mission and return her to her father. Another part of me wants to remain in this form forever and spend my life with Izeria.
I have a choice to make: be honest with the female I love and risk losing her or lie to her for the rest of our lives. Unfortunately, the choice is made for me when we come under attack and I have to release my beast to protect her.
Now she has to make a choice: Me and my beast or a kingdom?
Preorder price only 0.99 cents!
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November 1, 2016
Dress codes with Malia from my scifi romance, Silver.
I’m excited to announce that I have a new Sci-Fi romance available. The book is titled, Silver, and it’s available on Amazon. I thoroughly enjoyed writing Silver and I fell in love with the characters long before I began writing the story. Silver is an alpha male who is used to getting his way, while Malia is sort of shy but slowly learning to hold her own on a ship full of males.
I wanted her to be comfortable in her own skin AND in her clothes. Though she’s on a ship with all males, there’s no reason why she has to dress in big baggy jeans just so the crew members won’t lust after her. Their ability to control themselves has nothing to do with her and her dress code. So when her mate, Silver, asks her to change clothes, her answer is no.
Her answer HAD to be no. The topic of the way women dress is important to me. Too many times I’ve heard, ‘well, if she wasn’t wearing a short skirt they wouldn’t have thought she was easy’. Or, ‘she was asking for it with the way she was dressed’.
NEVER is a woman asking for it because of the way she’s dressed. Men can play outside on a basketball court with their shirts off and not be considered easy or fear that someone will do something to them because they’re half naked.
Men can get drunk in the club, stagger home and not fear getting raped because they’re intoxicated. They may get robbed, but getting raped probably wouldn’t be one of their worries. Now, I’m not saying that this type of crime doesn’t happen to men, because it does. But with the recent events, I feel the need to focus on women and what we go through. I travel a lot for my job. On my current assignment, I work nights which causes my husband to worry about me.
I must admit, I worry also. I wear baggy scrubs to work. I shouldn’t seem easy, right? I’m not drunk and staggering, so I’m not asking for it, right? Still, I fear walking across the dark parking garage late at night. I fear walking up the dark stairwell into the hospital I work in. I don’t just fear getting robbed, I fear getting raped. And it’s not only the horrible act I fear, I fear what happens next. The charges I have to press and the probing questions that will be asked. I fear that no one would believe me or even if they did, the culprit would get off with a slap on the wrist.
No woman should have these fears, no matter how she dresses. When I wrote Silver, I knew my heroine would be surrounded by males. I didn’t want her to be afraid. I didn’t want her to constantly worry about what she was wearing or how she looked or fear them hurting her. As the author, I was able to control the outcome of her situations. But outside of my writing, in my own life, I’m not as fearless as Malia.
I worry not only about myself, I also worry about my teenage nieces who are now going off to college. I even worry about other women, complete strangers I see in the grocery stores late at night, alone. I find myself praying that they make it home safely.
In Silver, I didn’t want Malia to have these worries, not from her own crew. Of course she’ll face them later on from other crews. But her guys are respectful. Her guys are loyal and would never hurt her. Her guys would give their lives to protect hers. Of course, her mate still doesn’t like her wearing hip-huggers. Unfortunately for him, Malia will never let a man dictate how she lives her life. I admire her. I hope you do too. Silver is FREE with Kindle Unlimited.
Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01LZJG2P3
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01LZJG2P3
Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B01LZJG2P3
I wanted her to be comfortable in her own skin AND in her clothes. Though she’s on a ship with all males, there’s no reason why she has to dress in big baggy jeans just so the crew members won’t lust after her. Their ability to control themselves has nothing to do with her and her dress code. So when her mate, Silver, asks her to change clothes, her answer is no.
Her answer HAD to be no. The topic of the way women dress is important to me. Too many times I’ve heard, ‘well, if she wasn’t wearing a short skirt they wouldn’t have thought she was easy’. Or, ‘she was asking for it with the way she was dressed’.
NEVER is a woman asking for it because of the way she’s dressed. Men can play outside on a basketball court with their shirts off and not be considered easy or fear that someone will do something to them because they’re half naked.
Men can get drunk in the club, stagger home and not fear getting raped because they’re intoxicated. They may get robbed, but getting raped probably wouldn’t be one of their worries. Now, I’m not saying that this type of crime doesn’t happen to men, because it does. But with the recent events, I feel the need to focus on women and what we go through. I travel a lot for my job. On my current assignment, I work nights which causes my husband to worry about me.
I must admit, I worry also. I wear baggy scrubs to work. I shouldn’t seem easy, right? I’m not drunk and staggering, so I’m not asking for it, right? Still, I fear walking across the dark parking garage late at night. I fear walking up the dark stairwell into the hospital I work in. I don’t just fear getting robbed, I fear getting raped. And it’s not only the horrible act I fear, I fear what happens next. The charges I have to press and the probing questions that will be asked. I fear that no one would believe me or even if they did, the culprit would get off with a slap on the wrist.
No woman should have these fears, no matter how she dresses. When I wrote Silver, I knew my heroine would be surrounded by males. I didn’t want her to be afraid. I didn’t want her to constantly worry about what she was wearing or how she looked or fear them hurting her. As the author, I was able to control the outcome of her situations. But outside of my writing, in my own life, I’m not as fearless as Malia.
I worry not only about myself, I also worry about my teenage nieces who are now going off to college. I even worry about other women, complete strangers I see in the grocery stores late at night, alone. I find myself praying that they make it home safely.
In Silver, I didn’t want Malia to have these worries, not from her own crew. Of course she’ll face them later on from other crews. But her guys are respectful. Her guys are loyal and would never hurt her. Her guys would give their lives to protect hers. Of course, her mate still doesn’t like her wearing hip-huggers. Unfortunately for him, Malia will never let a man dictate how she lives her life. I admire her. I hope you do too. Silver is FREE with Kindle Unlimited.
Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01LZJG2P3
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01LZJG2P3
Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B01LZJG2P3
June 18, 2016
Meet Lark from Her Alien Protector
Happy Sexy Saturday!
Welcome to part three of the Feisty Females Spotlight. Today I’m applauding my character, Lark Valdese, for being a feisty heroine. Lark is the leading lady in my Sci-Fi romance, Her Alien Protector. She’s definitely a force to be reckoned with. Though she has a vulnerable side, she doesn’t like letting it show. She’s been there, done that and has the scars to prove it.
She’s determined to prove she’s just as tough as the boys. Truth is, she’s tougher than some of them, which is one of the reasons why some of them hate her. Having dealt with males like that all of her life makes it hard for her to accept her mate, Raynor Batiste. Oh, and there are a couple of other secrets that make her mating to Raynor a bit challenging.
~Excerpt~
He flinched as if she’d struck him.
She felt Ana’s hand on her shoulder. “Lark, be careful.”
“Yes, Lark,” Raynor stepped closer to her. “Be careful. Your next words could get your ex lover killed.”
How dare he? “Is that a threat?”
“No, sweet Lark. That’s a fact.”
“Well let me give you some facts. I was warming to the idea of you and I. I wasn’t totally on board with it, but I was closer than when I first laid eyes on you. But now I see you’re just like all the other males I’ve met. How dare you threaten a female, someone weaker than you? After all we’ve been through this day, you should want to protect her. You know what my enemies are capable of. You’ve seen how they’re willing to treat us females. Yet, you treat her no differently.”
“There’s a difference.”
“No, there isn’t.” Lark stared over her shoulder at Ana. “Ana, grab the duffle bag. We’re leaving.”
“If you think I am going to let you leave with her, you’re out of your mind.”
Lark raised her gun, trained it on Raynor. “If you think I need your permission, you’re out of your mind.”
Before he could reach for her, she pulled the trigger, sending a bullet through his chest. It wasn’t wooden so it wouldn’t kill him, but it would slow him down. Unfortunately all it did was cause him to stagger back.
“Don’t do this mate.”
“You’re giving me no choice.” Lark’s voice shook with unshed tears. He took a step forward, hand clutching his wound. “Please stop, Raynor.” Tears spilled down her cheeks.
“You’re choosing another over me.”
“I’m trying to help everyone. You’re the one making me choose.”
“I won’t let you leave with her.” He staggered in their direction. “She will die for the rift she’s creating between us.”
Lark shook her head. “Raynor, please.”
“Aim for the head,” Ana shouted as Raynor rushed in their direction.
He was getting closer. Lark didn’t want to kill him. Yet, the look in his eyes screamed him or Ana. One of them had to go. Lark pulled the trigger. Raynor dropped to his knees. Blood pooled from his head wound then dripped down his face. She closed her eyes when he slumped to the floor. What had she just done?
“We need to leave,” Ana yelled.
Lark opened her eyes to find Ana running toward the duffle bag. Her friend lifted the heavy bag and slung it over her shoulder like it weighed nothing. Lark stared down at Raynor. His eyes were closed, chest no longer rising and falling.
“He can’t die from this, can he?”
“I don’t think so.” Ana grabbed her hand. “But he will be one pissed off vampire when he awakens. We need to go.”
Ana tugged on her arm, pulling her from the room. Lark kept her eyes on Raynor. What the hell had she done? She’d shot her mate in the head. There could be no future for them now. Who was she kidding?
There had never been a future for them.
~ Synopsis ~
Falling in love with a prisoner was against the rules.
So why was Lark allowing herself to get close to Raynor? He was domineering, cocky and much too handsome for his own good. Though her mind found him unbearable, her body was ready to endure anything he could deliver. However, she wouldn’t allow herself to fall for him, to trust him. Inside of him lived a darkness unlike anything she’d ever witnessed. If the rumors were true, that darkness would consume any and everyone in its path. Lark was going to try her best to stay out of his way.
They called him The Destroyer.
Raynor Batiste was many things: a monster, a killer, one of the most feared creatures in the galaxy. He was a beast whose name sent shudders through his enemies. However, a prisoner he was not. The only reason he’d allowed himself to be captured was so he could claim his mate, Lark Valdese.
That task was proving harder than he’d anticipated. Lark is afraid of what lives inside of him, and she should be. Yet, when her planet comes under attack, the evil lurking inside of him may be the only thing that can save her and her people. He’s willing to protect her planet, but his aid comes at a price, a price only Lark can pay.
Will Beauty give in to the Beast in order to save her world? Or is he a greater threat than her enemies?
Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01G3S6SEY
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01G3S6SEY
Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B01G3S6SEY
Web: https://sirenallen.com/beastsfrombeyond/
Youtube Book Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0lvLi...
Siren's Giveaway: https://sirenallen.com/giveaways/
**Coming soon, Beastly Bites. Novellas based off characters from the Beasts From Beyond series. The first book will be available in September. I can’t wait for you all to meet Lark’s cousin, Malia and her mate Silver.***
Welcome to part three of the Feisty Females Spotlight. Today I’m applauding my character, Lark Valdese, for being a feisty heroine. Lark is the leading lady in my Sci-Fi romance, Her Alien Protector. She’s definitely a force to be reckoned with. Though she has a vulnerable side, she doesn’t like letting it show. She’s been there, done that and has the scars to prove it.
She’s determined to prove she’s just as tough as the boys. Truth is, she’s tougher than some of them, which is one of the reasons why some of them hate her. Having dealt with males like that all of her life makes it hard for her to accept her mate, Raynor Batiste. Oh, and there are a couple of other secrets that make her mating to Raynor a bit challenging.
~Excerpt~
He flinched as if she’d struck him.
She felt Ana’s hand on her shoulder. “Lark, be careful.”
“Yes, Lark,” Raynor stepped closer to her. “Be careful. Your next words could get your ex lover killed.”
How dare he? “Is that a threat?”
“No, sweet Lark. That’s a fact.”
“Well let me give you some facts. I was warming to the idea of you and I. I wasn’t totally on board with it, but I was closer than when I first laid eyes on you. But now I see you’re just like all the other males I’ve met. How dare you threaten a female, someone weaker than you? After all we’ve been through this day, you should want to protect her. You know what my enemies are capable of. You’ve seen how they’re willing to treat us females. Yet, you treat her no differently.”
“There’s a difference.”
“No, there isn’t.” Lark stared over her shoulder at Ana. “Ana, grab the duffle bag. We’re leaving.”
“If you think I am going to let you leave with her, you’re out of your mind.”
Lark raised her gun, trained it on Raynor. “If you think I need your permission, you’re out of your mind.”
Before he could reach for her, she pulled the trigger, sending a bullet through his chest. It wasn’t wooden so it wouldn’t kill him, but it would slow him down. Unfortunately all it did was cause him to stagger back.
“Don’t do this mate.”
“You’re giving me no choice.” Lark’s voice shook with unshed tears. He took a step forward, hand clutching his wound. “Please stop, Raynor.” Tears spilled down her cheeks.
“You’re choosing another over me.”
“I’m trying to help everyone. You’re the one making me choose.”
“I won’t let you leave with her.” He staggered in their direction. “She will die for the rift she’s creating between us.”
Lark shook her head. “Raynor, please.”
“Aim for the head,” Ana shouted as Raynor rushed in their direction.
He was getting closer. Lark didn’t want to kill him. Yet, the look in his eyes screamed him or Ana. One of them had to go. Lark pulled the trigger. Raynor dropped to his knees. Blood pooled from his head wound then dripped down his face. She closed her eyes when he slumped to the floor. What had she just done?
“We need to leave,” Ana yelled.
Lark opened her eyes to find Ana running toward the duffle bag. Her friend lifted the heavy bag and slung it over her shoulder like it weighed nothing. Lark stared down at Raynor. His eyes were closed, chest no longer rising and falling.
“He can’t die from this, can he?”
“I don’t think so.” Ana grabbed her hand. “But he will be one pissed off vampire when he awakens. We need to go.”
Ana tugged on her arm, pulling her from the room. Lark kept her eyes on Raynor. What the hell had she done? She’d shot her mate in the head. There could be no future for them now. Who was she kidding?
There had never been a future for them.
~ Synopsis ~
Falling in love with a prisoner was against the rules.
So why was Lark allowing herself to get close to Raynor? He was domineering, cocky and much too handsome for his own good. Though her mind found him unbearable, her body was ready to endure anything he could deliver. However, she wouldn’t allow herself to fall for him, to trust him. Inside of him lived a darkness unlike anything she’d ever witnessed. If the rumors were true, that darkness would consume any and everyone in its path. Lark was going to try her best to stay out of his way.
They called him The Destroyer.
Raynor Batiste was many things: a monster, a killer, one of the most feared creatures in the galaxy. He was a beast whose name sent shudders through his enemies. However, a prisoner he was not. The only reason he’d allowed himself to be captured was so he could claim his mate, Lark Valdese.
That task was proving harder than he’d anticipated. Lark is afraid of what lives inside of him, and she should be. Yet, when her planet comes under attack, the evil lurking inside of him may be the only thing that can save her and her people. He’s willing to protect her planet, but his aid comes at a price, a price only Lark can pay.
Will Beauty give in to the Beast in order to save her world? Or is he a greater threat than her enemies?
Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01G3S6SEY
Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01G3S6SEY
Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B01G3S6SEY
Web: https://sirenallen.com/beastsfrombeyond/
Youtube Book Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0lvLi...
Siren's Giveaway: https://sirenallen.com/giveaways/
**Coming soon, Beastly Bites. Novellas based off characters from the Beasts From Beyond series. The first book will be available in September. I can’t wait for you all to meet Lark’s cousin, Malia and her mate Silver.***
January 27, 2015
Lets Talk Sex with Ashley and Tinsley. #DarkFantasies
#LetsTalkSex with Ashley and Tinsley.
#DarkFantasies #TalkSex
***Take a peek into a scene where best friends, Ashley and Tinsley discuss the importance of hammers…(wink) :)
Enjoy!
Tinsley looked away. Hmm, she was definitely hiding something. Why was everyone trying to keep things from her?
“Since the friend you were on the phone with wasn’t my sister, who was it?”
“No one important.”
“Okay, who was it?”
“Just a friend, geez?”
“Does this friend have a penis?”
“Really Ashley, why can’t you just ask if my friend is a guy?”
“Because not all guys have penises.”
“Uh, yes they do. You’re the sexpert, you should know that.”
“And as a sexpert I would like to let you know that not all guys have penises. Some guys have dicks.”
“Ashley,” Tinsley shook her head. “I know I’m going to regret asking you this but, what’s the difference?”
“I’m glad you asked. Pass me my glass and I’ll tell you.”
Tinsley crawled back over to the nightstand. “I don’t think I want to hear this.” She mumbled as she grabbed a glass and handed it to Ashley.
“Thanks, okay, are you ready for a Sex Ed crash course?”
Tinsley lay back against a pillow. “We should be writing articles, but I guess we can take a short break for you to explain this nonsense to me.”
“It’s not nonsense.” Ashley took a sip of her drink. “This is the truth. I know the dictionary tells us that a dick is just the slang word for a penis. But once you’ve experience a dick, you will never want to go back to a penis, I promise.”
“Ashley, please quit saying the D word.”
“But that’s what it’s called.”
“I know but it sounds so gritty.”
‘What would you rather I call it?”
“Let’s call it,” Tinsley thought for a second. “Let’s call it a hammer.”
“I LOVE IT. From now on that is what I am going to call it in my column. Yay, what would I do without you Tinsley?”
“Probably go crazy and succumb to your dark side.”
“Yeah, I probably would. Anyway, once you’ve had a hammer you will never return to a penis. Penises are okay, if you’re into making love and all that. But making love is for the birds.”
“I think making love is sweet.” Tinsley said.
“Yeah when you’re married and have a house full of kids. We’re young, we don’t need penises, we need hammers. If he can’t bang me out then we can’t hang out.”
“Maybe we shouldn’t use the word hammer. That puts painful images into my mind.”
“There’s nothing wrong with a little bit of pain when you’re fucking.”
“Ashley!”
“Okay, okay. I won’t say that word either. Listen, all men have penises. They’re born with them. But some men grow up and their penises grow also.”
“That’s what’s supposed to happen.”
“True, but some men grow more than others.”
Like the hair-sniffer guy. That dude was definitely packing. Damn it, why didn’t she just touch it before she sprayed him? Focus Ashley.
“Anyway, some men’s penises grow into hammers. Those are the kind of men we want in our lives. We want the hammers.”
“And what makes a hammer so special?”
“Because it’s a hammer, that’s why. Duh. Hammers go deep and touch all of those hard to reach places.”
Tinsley burst out laughing.
“It’s not funny. I’m serious.”
Want to read more? Check out Dark Fantasies, available now!
~Dark Fantasies: Book 2 of the Fantasy Diary Series.~
One kiss was all it took.
Between work, family and her ex-boyfriend, Ashley Blakely is completely stressed out. She doesn’t have time to write in her fantasy diary or compete in the annual ‘fantasy wish’ competition her and her sisters have going. The only thing she wants for Christmas is normalcy.
All hope of a normal Christmas… or life… fly out the window the moment she’s kissed by Kelan Grant. Now she’s swept up in a whirlwind of romance, seduction and danger. She wants no part of this new life. Yet once she finds out that her sisters and her best friend are in jeopardy, she will do whatever it takes to keep them safe. Even allow herself to be kidnapped and handcuffed by a devil in disguise.
Dr. Kelan Grant always keeps his word. The moment he lays eyes on Ashley, he vows she will be his for eternity. He doesn’t care that his brother is mated to her sister and wants to keep their real heritage a secret from the Blakely family. Kelan will do whatever it takes to claim his bride.
Kidnapping her is the easy part. Winning her heart is going to take some strategic planning. But between the dark angels stalking him and Ashley’s constant need to break every item in his home, Kelan is having a hard time romancing the woman who he feels already belongs to him.
Will he get the eternity with Ashley he’s envisioned? Or will his enemies snatch her from his grasp and awaken the monster he tries to hide?
***A look into book two – Dark Fantasies: Ashley and Kelan’s story.***
Dear Diary,
I haven’t written to you in a long while. I’ve been so busy with, well, life. But now I have something juicy to share and I’m not allowed to tell anyone else. Of course Alyssa knows, but she’s going through a few changes right now so my new protector won’t let me see her. My protector is who I’m writing to you about today.
You see, I’ve been kidnapped. No, don’t panic, it’s not anything to get upset about. At first I thought it was. When he first took me I was pissed. But I’m slowly learning that this beast who calls himself my mate is simply a big softy, who wouldn’t harm me no matter how many times I tell him to f**k off, and I do tell him that a lot.
Anyway, we’re kind of hiding from these angel assassins right now so I figure, why not take advantage of this situation and use it to do some research for my erotic romance column. I already have the title for the column picked out: ‘How To Seduce A Vampire.’ My readers are going to love it.
Of course, my protector isn’t talking to me right now, the big baby is mad at me for breaking his brand new television. In my defense, I did tell him I was going to tear sh*t up if he didn’t release me. He actually tied me up, can you believe that?
Oh, well, I guess in order to get what I want I’ll just have to walk around the house naked.
I’m sure he’ll pounce. He’s a predator and I’m going to pretend to be the prey. Once we get rid of all these pesky assassins, I am going back to my regular life. Mr. Big Bad Vampicus – that’s what I call a mix between a vampire and an incubus by the way. Anyway, Mr. Big Bad Vampicus is just going to have to find himself another mate. An independent girl like me and a domineering beast like him would never work out.
Xoxo Ashley
Book order:
Bk 1: Christmas Fantasy – http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Fanta...
Bk 2: Dark Fantasies – http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00OGPJ2KO
#DarkFantasies #TalkSex
***Take a peek into a scene where best friends, Ashley and Tinsley discuss the importance of hammers…(wink) :)
Enjoy!
Tinsley looked away. Hmm, she was definitely hiding something. Why was everyone trying to keep things from her?
“Since the friend you were on the phone with wasn’t my sister, who was it?”
“No one important.”
“Okay, who was it?”
“Just a friend, geez?”
“Does this friend have a penis?”
“Really Ashley, why can’t you just ask if my friend is a guy?”
“Because not all guys have penises.”
“Uh, yes they do. You’re the sexpert, you should know that.”
“And as a sexpert I would like to let you know that not all guys have penises. Some guys have dicks.”
“Ashley,” Tinsley shook her head. “I know I’m going to regret asking you this but, what’s the difference?”
“I’m glad you asked. Pass me my glass and I’ll tell you.”
Tinsley crawled back over to the nightstand. “I don’t think I want to hear this.” She mumbled as she grabbed a glass and handed it to Ashley.
“Thanks, okay, are you ready for a Sex Ed crash course?”
Tinsley lay back against a pillow. “We should be writing articles, but I guess we can take a short break for you to explain this nonsense to me.”
“It’s not nonsense.” Ashley took a sip of her drink. “This is the truth. I know the dictionary tells us that a dick is just the slang word for a penis. But once you’ve experience a dick, you will never want to go back to a penis, I promise.”
“Ashley, please quit saying the D word.”
“But that’s what it’s called.”
“I know but it sounds so gritty.”
‘What would you rather I call it?”
“Let’s call it,” Tinsley thought for a second. “Let’s call it a hammer.”
“I LOVE IT. From now on that is what I am going to call it in my column. Yay, what would I do without you Tinsley?”
“Probably go crazy and succumb to your dark side.”
“Yeah, I probably would. Anyway, once you’ve had a hammer you will never return to a penis. Penises are okay, if you’re into making love and all that. But making love is for the birds.”
“I think making love is sweet.” Tinsley said.
“Yeah when you’re married and have a house full of kids. We’re young, we don’t need penises, we need hammers. If he can’t bang me out then we can’t hang out.”
“Maybe we shouldn’t use the word hammer. That puts painful images into my mind.”
“There’s nothing wrong with a little bit of pain when you’re fucking.”
“Ashley!”
“Okay, okay. I won’t say that word either. Listen, all men have penises. They’re born with them. But some men grow up and their penises grow also.”
“That’s what’s supposed to happen.”
“True, but some men grow more than others.”
Like the hair-sniffer guy. That dude was definitely packing. Damn it, why didn’t she just touch it before she sprayed him? Focus Ashley.
“Anyway, some men’s penises grow into hammers. Those are the kind of men we want in our lives. We want the hammers.”
“And what makes a hammer so special?”
“Because it’s a hammer, that’s why. Duh. Hammers go deep and touch all of those hard to reach places.”
Tinsley burst out laughing.
“It’s not funny. I’m serious.”
Want to read more? Check out Dark Fantasies, available now!
~Dark Fantasies: Book 2 of the Fantasy Diary Series.~
One kiss was all it took.
Between work, family and her ex-boyfriend, Ashley Blakely is completely stressed out. She doesn’t have time to write in her fantasy diary or compete in the annual ‘fantasy wish’ competition her and her sisters have going. The only thing she wants for Christmas is normalcy.
All hope of a normal Christmas… or life… fly out the window the moment she’s kissed by Kelan Grant. Now she’s swept up in a whirlwind of romance, seduction and danger. She wants no part of this new life. Yet once she finds out that her sisters and her best friend are in jeopardy, she will do whatever it takes to keep them safe. Even allow herself to be kidnapped and handcuffed by a devil in disguise.
Dr. Kelan Grant always keeps his word. The moment he lays eyes on Ashley, he vows she will be his for eternity. He doesn’t care that his brother is mated to her sister and wants to keep their real heritage a secret from the Blakely family. Kelan will do whatever it takes to claim his bride.
Kidnapping her is the easy part. Winning her heart is going to take some strategic planning. But between the dark angels stalking him and Ashley’s constant need to break every item in his home, Kelan is having a hard time romancing the woman who he feels already belongs to him.
Will he get the eternity with Ashley he’s envisioned? Or will his enemies snatch her from his grasp and awaken the monster he tries to hide?
***A look into book two – Dark Fantasies: Ashley and Kelan’s story.***
Dear Diary,
I haven’t written to you in a long while. I’ve been so busy with, well, life. But now I have something juicy to share and I’m not allowed to tell anyone else. Of course Alyssa knows, but she’s going through a few changes right now so my new protector won’t let me see her. My protector is who I’m writing to you about today.
You see, I’ve been kidnapped. No, don’t panic, it’s not anything to get upset about. At first I thought it was. When he first took me I was pissed. But I’m slowly learning that this beast who calls himself my mate is simply a big softy, who wouldn’t harm me no matter how many times I tell him to f**k off, and I do tell him that a lot.
Anyway, we’re kind of hiding from these angel assassins right now so I figure, why not take advantage of this situation and use it to do some research for my erotic romance column. I already have the title for the column picked out: ‘How To Seduce A Vampire.’ My readers are going to love it.
Of course, my protector isn’t talking to me right now, the big baby is mad at me for breaking his brand new television. In my defense, I did tell him I was going to tear sh*t up if he didn’t release me. He actually tied me up, can you believe that?
Oh, well, I guess in order to get what I want I’ll just have to walk around the house naked.
I’m sure he’ll pounce. He’s a predator and I’m going to pretend to be the prey. Once we get rid of all these pesky assassins, I am going back to my regular life. Mr. Big Bad Vampicus – that’s what I call a mix between a vampire and an incubus by the way. Anyway, Mr. Big Bad Vampicus is just going to have to find himself another mate. An independent girl like me and a domineering beast like him would never work out.
Xoxo Ashley
Book order:
Bk 1: Christmas Fantasy – http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Fanta...
Bk 2: Dark Fantasies – http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00OGPJ2KO
July 2, 2014
Angels should be nice, right? #WickedWednesday
My name is Alyssa Blakely and I just found out two things.
1 – Angels are very much real.
2 – Not all Angels are nice.
When I think of angels I think of heavenly beings who watch over us and protect us from harm. All of that changed when an angel tried to kill me. Yes, you heard me correctly – an angel tried to kill me.
It was a rude awakening that still haunts me. What’s even scarier is that he’s not the only angel after me. There seems to be a whole group of them, called the Angels of the Apocalypse, and they have vowed to destroy my mate, his brothers, and any one connected to them.
It’s all pretty horrifying. But what they didn’t count on was me and my sister stepping up our game to help keep our guys safe. To hell with these evil angels who want us dead. Southern girls ride or die for their men. We aren’t damsels in distress, we don’t run and hide when things get tough. We fight!
So to the rest of the Angels of the Apocalypse, I only have two words for you…..
BRING IT!
~Excerpt from Christmas Fantasy~
Moving too quickly for her eyes to follow his movements, the creature reached into the pocket of his black pants and pulled out a dagger. She felt the tip of the sharp weapon at her neck. Blood trickled down her skin.
“You’re already dying Alyssa. Do you feel how hot your blood is? I forced you to drink from me. My Angel blood is killing you.”
Alyssa gagged, the action caused the dagger to dig deeper into her flesh causing more blood to flow from the small wound.
“You’re not an angel.” She refused to believe he was. “Angels don’t hurt people.”
“What do you know of Angels?” The man rasped. “You live in a Realm where fake magicians are the only source of sorcery you know. Outside of this Realm there are many creatures. And they are nothing like the guardian angels who watch over you weaklings.”
Her confusion was growing by the minute.
“W-what kind of angel are you?”
The creature smiled, a terrifying display of razor sharp teeth.
“I’m an ‘Angel of the Apocalypse’ and it is my duty to kill your mate, and now it seems, it’s my duty to kill you, little human. In less than an hour my blood will kill you.”
“Why?” she gasped. “I don’t even know you, why do you want to kill me?”
“There are many reasons. One, because you allowed yourself to become tainted by a Brother of Calamity. Because you love him and you’re blind to the evil inside of him. Because I feared you would be a stubborn one. I feared you would not aid me in killing him. So I had to force your hand. Soon my blood will burn you up from the inside out. In agony you will call for your mate. The pain will force you to do so. If you don’t do so soon he will not be able to help you.”
“How can he help me? He cannot stop me from burning up, not if what you say is true.”
“Oh he can stop it, Mate of Calamity. He can feed you his own blood and change you which will make you a hybrid like him. Then I will have no choice but to kill you. So either way, you die little human.”
He was evil, pure evil. Alyssa was prepared to die.
“I will never call for Devin.”
“You will,” the smile the stranger gave her sent dread through her chest.
He removed the dagger from her neck and tilted her head back. He sliced his palm, then holding her mouth open, he forced more of his blood down her throat.
Trying to jerk away from him was pointless. She couldn’t move. The burning in her body increased as more of his blood entered her.
She closed her eyes, trying to ignore the pain. She would not call for Devin. She would not lead her mate to his death. She would not.
The stranger’s blood filled her. Her head throbbed, her eyes burned. Her throat felt like it was boiling.
“Twenty minutes now,” the stranger said. “The more blood I feed you, the quicker you die. Call for him. End your pain.”
Alyssa tried to shake her head, she couldn’t. Blood filled her mouth and poured out, flowing over her chin and down her neck. How could this creature lose so much blood and still live? Unable to swallow so much fluid she began to choke.
Blood spurted from her mouth, splattering against the evil angel’s face. He grinned and released her chin. Once he released her she tilted her head down and spit the remaining blood from her mouth, coughing and gasping for air.
“You bastard,” she said between breaths. “I will never call him. I don’t care what you do to me.”
She raised her eyes to him, not caring about the pain. She would bear it. If the roles were reversed Devin would do the same for her.
“Call him.” He yelled.
“Fuck you.” She told the creature.
Instead of shouting at her as she’d suspected, the man simply nodded his head.
“Okay,” he spoke calmly, too calmly. “It seems I no longer have use for you.” He twirled the dagger in his hand.
~Christmas Fantasy Blurb:~
One bite was all it took.
It’s that time of year again. Alyssa Blakely is busy writing in her fantasy diary, filling it with all her forbidden, sexual fantasies. The star: her very sexy boss, Devin Jordan. Too bad for her, he’s never given her a second glance.
Or so she thought…
After a steamy kiss under the mistletoe and a night of wild sex, Alyssa has the bite to prove just how wrong she was.
Devin Jordan has found his mate. The only problem: she’s human. He’s not. Can he prove to her that his inner beast can be both naughty and nice? Or will her fear of the unknown and a threat neither of them saw coming keep him from claiming her?
~Buy Links:~
Amazon U.S: http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Fanta...
Amazon U.K: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Christmas-Fan...
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
***COMING SOON: BOOK TWO IN THE FANTASY DIARY SERIES…
DARK FANTASIES.
1 – Angels are very much real.
2 – Not all Angels are nice.
When I think of angels I think of heavenly beings who watch over us and protect us from harm. All of that changed when an angel tried to kill me. Yes, you heard me correctly – an angel tried to kill me.
It was a rude awakening that still haunts me. What’s even scarier is that he’s not the only angel after me. There seems to be a whole group of them, called the Angels of the Apocalypse, and they have vowed to destroy my mate, his brothers, and any one connected to them.
It’s all pretty horrifying. But what they didn’t count on was me and my sister stepping up our game to help keep our guys safe. To hell with these evil angels who want us dead. Southern girls ride or die for their men. We aren’t damsels in distress, we don’t run and hide when things get tough. We fight!
So to the rest of the Angels of the Apocalypse, I only have two words for you…..
BRING IT!
~Excerpt from Christmas Fantasy~
Moving too quickly for her eyes to follow his movements, the creature reached into the pocket of his black pants and pulled out a dagger. She felt the tip of the sharp weapon at her neck. Blood trickled down her skin.
“You’re already dying Alyssa. Do you feel how hot your blood is? I forced you to drink from me. My Angel blood is killing you.”
Alyssa gagged, the action caused the dagger to dig deeper into her flesh causing more blood to flow from the small wound.
“You’re not an angel.” She refused to believe he was. “Angels don’t hurt people.”
“What do you know of Angels?” The man rasped. “You live in a Realm where fake magicians are the only source of sorcery you know. Outside of this Realm there are many creatures. And they are nothing like the guardian angels who watch over you weaklings.”
Her confusion was growing by the minute.
“W-what kind of angel are you?”
The creature smiled, a terrifying display of razor sharp teeth.
“I’m an ‘Angel of the Apocalypse’ and it is my duty to kill your mate, and now it seems, it’s my duty to kill you, little human. In less than an hour my blood will kill you.”
“Why?” she gasped. “I don’t even know you, why do you want to kill me?”
“There are many reasons. One, because you allowed yourself to become tainted by a Brother of Calamity. Because you love him and you’re blind to the evil inside of him. Because I feared you would be a stubborn one. I feared you would not aid me in killing him. So I had to force your hand. Soon my blood will burn you up from the inside out. In agony you will call for your mate. The pain will force you to do so. If you don’t do so soon he will not be able to help you.”
“How can he help me? He cannot stop me from burning up, not if what you say is true.”
“Oh he can stop it, Mate of Calamity. He can feed you his own blood and change you which will make you a hybrid like him. Then I will have no choice but to kill you. So either way, you die little human.”
He was evil, pure evil. Alyssa was prepared to die.
“I will never call for Devin.”
“You will,” the smile the stranger gave her sent dread through her chest.
He removed the dagger from her neck and tilted her head back. He sliced his palm, then holding her mouth open, he forced more of his blood down her throat.
Trying to jerk away from him was pointless. She couldn’t move. The burning in her body increased as more of his blood entered her.
She closed her eyes, trying to ignore the pain. She would not call for Devin. She would not lead her mate to his death. She would not.
The stranger’s blood filled her. Her head throbbed, her eyes burned. Her throat felt like it was boiling.
“Twenty minutes now,” the stranger said. “The more blood I feed you, the quicker you die. Call for him. End your pain.”
Alyssa tried to shake her head, she couldn’t. Blood filled her mouth and poured out, flowing over her chin and down her neck. How could this creature lose so much blood and still live? Unable to swallow so much fluid she began to choke.
Blood spurted from her mouth, splattering against the evil angel’s face. He grinned and released her chin. Once he released her she tilted her head down and spit the remaining blood from her mouth, coughing and gasping for air.
“You bastard,” she said between breaths. “I will never call him. I don’t care what you do to me.”
She raised her eyes to him, not caring about the pain. She would bear it. If the roles were reversed Devin would do the same for her.
“Call him.” He yelled.
“Fuck you.” She told the creature.
Instead of shouting at her as she’d suspected, the man simply nodded his head.
“Okay,” he spoke calmly, too calmly. “It seems I no longer have use for you.” He twirled the dagger in his hand.
~Christmas Fantasy Blurb:~
One bite was all it took.
It’s that time of year again. Alyssa Blakely is busy writing in her fantasy diary, filling it with all her forbidden, sexual fantasies. The star: her very sexy boss, Devin Jordan. Too bad for her, he’s never given her a second glance.
Or so she thought…
After a steamy kiss under the mistletoe and a night of wild sex, Alyssa has the bite to prove just how wrong she was.
Devin Jordan has found his mate. The only problem: she’s human. He’s not. Can he prove to her that his inner beast can be both naughty and nice? Or will her fear of the unknown and a threat neither of them saw coming keep him from claiming her?
~Buy Links:~
Amazon U.S: http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Fanta...
Amazon U.K: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Christmas-Fan...
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view...
***COMING SOON: BOOK TWO IN THE FANTASY DIARY SERIES…
DARK FANTASIES.
June 24, 2014
Excerpt from Christmas Fantasy
Devin took a deep, calming breath.
Alyssa was off limits. Even if she were single and interested in him, he still couldn’t have her. It was too risky. She made him feel things he wasn’t used to.
He didn’t know if he could handle touching her without hurting her.
Hurting Alyssa was something he would never do. He would just have to endure her presence. He would take pleasure in the shy smiles she cast his way every now and again. He would enjoy the laughs they shared while working late some evenings.
He would maintain the professional relationship they had, even though he yearned for a taste of her.
Devin turned and placed his back against the window. He stared at the door that separated him from the woman he desired.
A piece of metal and space was all that separated his body from hers. It would only take a couple of strides for him to reach the door.One pull on the door knob and he could send it flying across the room. Then he would be face to face with the one woman in this world that made him wish he wasn’t a beast with a conscience.
If he had no conscience, he would take her, now, against his desk, against her desk, against the wall, on every damn hard surface in this building.
He would make sure she enjoyed it. He would make sure he pleased her so thoroughly that she wouldn’t even think of leaving him, even when she found out that he was not the man he pretended to be. Devin sighed, but that would never happen. Because though he was a beast, he did indeed have a conscience
That conscience kept her safe from him… for now.
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Alyssa was off limits. Even if she were single and interested in him, he still couldn’t have her. It was too risky. She made him feel things he wasn’t used to.
He didn’t know if he could handle touching her without hurting her.
Hurting Alyssa was something he would never do. He would just have to endure her presence. He would take pleasure in the shy smiles she cast his way every now and again. He would enjoy the laughs they shared while working late some evenings.
He would maintain the professional relationship they had, even though he yearned for a taste of her.
Devin turned and placed his back against the window. He stared at the door that separated him from the woman he desired.
A piece of metal and space was all that separated his body from hers. It would only take a couple of strides for him to reach the door.One pull on the door knob and he could send it flying across the room. Then he would be face to face with the one woman in this world that made him wish he wasn’t a beast with a conscience.
If he had no conscience, he would take her, now, against his desk, against her desk, against the wall, on every damn hard surface in this building.
He would make sure she enjoyed it. He would make sure he pleased her so thoroughly that she wouldn’t even think of leaving him, even when she found out that he was not the man he pretended to be. Devin sighed, but that would never happen. Because though he was a beast, he did indeed have a conscience
That conscience kept her safe from him… for now.
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January 20, 2014
New Release: Author Elle Marlow - The Gambler's Passion
***Happy Release Day to author Elle Marlow***
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December 9, 2013
Naughty Christmas Novellas
My two Naughty Christmas Novellas are now available on Amazon.
~Lily has been very Naughty this year.~
Tired of her good girl image, Lily Parks is determined to let her wildest fantasies free, even if it is just for one night. She plans a night of seduction - the only thing missing is her ex-husband Charles and his lover, Paul. She wants them both and she knows just how to get them.
Charles Henderson is surprised when he receives a call from his ex-wife inviting him and his partner to Christmas dinner, but he can’t deny that her threesome idea is the greatest Christmas present ever. After one night of ecstasy with the two people he loves, he’s determined to make this arrangement permanent.
Can the three of them make this love triangle work, or will jealousy destroy the attraction they all feel for one another?
Buy Links~
US - www.amazon.com/Lilys-Naughty-Christma...
UK -www.amazon.co.uk/Lilys-Naughty-Christ...
Excerpt~
“Where are the other chairs?” Charles asked when he entered the kitchen.
“There are only three of us tonight, so we only need three chairs,” Lily told him. He raised his eyebrow but said nothing as he sat in the chair across from her.
“Can you pour me a glass of champagne before you sit down, Paul?” Lily asked her ex-husband’s lover.
Paul was in the middle of sitting down beside Charles when Lily popped her question. He froze, looking from Charles to Lily.
“Uh, sure,” Paul said. “You want some more, buddy?”
“Yeah, whatever,” Charles responded.
Lily smiled. Charles was uncomfortable, she liked that. “If you want something stronger I have vodka in the cabinet. You forgot to take it with you when you left.”
Paul filled her glass with champagne then sat down. Charles stood up and walked over to the cabinet, pulling a bottle of Grey Goose out. He filled his wine glass with the clear liquid. Lily smiled as he drank it down with one gulp then refilled the glass. At this rate he would be drunk before they even began.
Lily stood up and walked over to the stove. “Let me serve you two.”
Behind her both men coughed, choking on their beverages. Lily took the lid off the pot containing the dressing.
“It smells good Lily, thanks for having us over.” Charles voice sounded a bit strained but not strained enough.
“You’re welcome.” Lily walked over to her ex and bent over him to pick up his plate. Her breasts were right in his face, her ass right in Paul’s face. She picked up the plate and took it to the counter and began filling it with dressing, turkey, greens and candied yams.
She carried Charles his plate. “Enjoy,” she whispered before picking up Paul’s plate and filling it. When she was done serving both men she returned to her seat and began to drink from her glass.
“You’re not going to eat?” Charles asked around a mouthful of food.
Soon his mouth would be full of her. Lily shivered, and both men stopped eating. They stared at her.
“If I don’t watch this figure, no one will,” Lily told them. She took another sip of her drink, enjoying the way she had them squirming in their seats.
This whole seduction thing was easier than she thought. Lily licked her lips. Paul swallowed. Charles stared down into his plate. If Lily wanted a threesome she was going to have to make the first move.
“You two should hurry up with your dinner, I have a present for the two of you in my bedroom.”
Lily stood up. She pushed her chair under the table and grabbed her glass.
“I’ll be waiting,” she whispered before she turned and sashayed away. Her whole body trembled with nervousness. She’d done her part, she’d put the offer on the table. It was now up to them to pick it up and run with it.
********
~Alyssa is team Naughty4Life!~
~Christmas Fantasy Blurb:
One bite was all it took.
It’s that time of year again. Alyssa Blakely is busy writing in her fantasy diary, filling it with all her forbidden, sexual fantasies. The star: her very sexy boss, Devin Jordan. Too bad for her, he’s never given her a second glance.
Or so she thought…
After a steamy kiss under the mistletoe and a night of wild sex, Alyssa has the bite to prove just how wrong she was.
Devin Jordan has found his mate. The only problem: she’s human. He’s not. Can he prove to her that his inner beast can be both naughty and nice? Or will her fear of the unknown keep him from claiming her?
Buy Links~
Amazon U.S.: www.amazon.com/Christmas-Fantasy-Sire...
Amazon U.K: www.amazon.co.uk/Christmas-Fantasy-Si...
~Excerpt:
~Alyssa Excerpt~
She opened up her file entitled “Fantasy Diary” and blushed. She fantasized a lot. Ever since she was a teenager, she’d fantasized about how her perfect man would act, how he would stimulate her in the bedroom. Back then, she dreamed about kisses on her cheeks and gentle embraces, but now, thanks to her sisters and her creative imagination, she dreamed of rough, leave you sore for days sex. Her two sisters always told her that she should stop fantasizing so much and focus more on making her fantasies come true. That was her plan for tonight.
~Devin Excerpt~
Devin turned and placed his back against the window. He stared at the door that separated him from the woman he desired. A piece of metal and space was all that separated his body from hers. It would only take a couple of strides for him to reach the door.
One pull on the door knob and he could send it flying across the room. Then he would be face to face with the one woman in this world that made him wish he wasn’t a beast with a conscience. If he had no conscience, he would take her, now, against his desk, against her desk, against the wall, on every damn hard surface in this building.
He would make sure she enjoyed it. He would make sure he pleased her so thoroughly that she wouldn’t even think of leaving him, even when she found out that he was not the man he pretended to be. Devin sighed, but that would never happen. Because though he was a beast, he did indeed have a conscience
That conscience kept her safe from him… for now.
~Lily has been very Naughty this year.~
Tired of her good girl image, Lily Parks is determined to let her wildest fantasies free, even if it is just for one night. She plans a night of seduction - the only thing missing is her ex-husband Charles and his lover, Paul. She wants them both and she knows just how to get them.
Charles Henderson is surprised when he receives a call from his ex-wife inviting him and his partner to Christmas dinner, but he can’t deny that her threesome idea is the greatest Christmas present ever. After one night of ecstasy with the two people he loves, he’s determined to make this arrangement permanent.
Can the three of them make this love triangle work, or will jealousy destroy the attraction they all feel for one another?
Buy Links~
US - www.amazon.com/Lilys-Naughty-Christma...
UK -www.amazon.co.uk/Lilys-Naughty-Christ...
Excerpt~
“Where are the other chairs?” Charles asked when he entered the kitchen.
“There are only three of us tonight, so we only need three chairs,” Lily told him. He raised his eyebrow but said nothing as he sat in the chair across from her.
“Can you pour me a glass of champagne before you sit down, Paul?” Lily asked her ex-husband’s lover.
Paul was in the middle of sitting down beside Charles when Lily popped her question. He froze, looking from Charles to Lily.
“Uh, sure,” Paul said. “You want some more, buddy?”
“Yeah, whatever,” Charles responded.
Lily smiled. Charles was uncomfortable, she liked that. “If you want something stronger I have vodka in the cabinet. You forgot to take it with you when you left.”
Paul filled her glass with champagne then sat down. Charles stood up and walked over to the cabinet, pulling a bottle of Grey Goose out. He filled his wine glass with the clear liquid. Lily smiled as he drank it down with one gulp then refilled the glass. At this rate he would be drunk before they even began.
Lily stood up and walked over to the stove. “Let me serve you two.”
Behind her both men coughed, choking on their beverages. Lily took the lid off the pot containing the dressing.
“It smells good Lily, thanks for having us over.” Charles voice sounded a bit strained but not strained enough.
“You’re welcome.” Lily walked over to her ex and bent over him to pick up his plate. Her breasts were right in his face, her ass right in Paul’s face. She picked up the plate and took it to the counter and began filling it with dressing, turkey, greens and candied yams.
She carried Charles his plate. “Enjoy,” she whispered before picking up Paul’s plate and filling it. When she was done serving both men she returned to her seat and began to drink from her glass.
“You’re not going to eat?” Charles asked around a mouthful of food.
Soon his mouth would be full of her. Lily shivered, and both men stopped eating. They stared at her.
“If I don’t watch this figure, no one will,” Lily told them. She took another sip of her drink, enjoying the way she had them squirming in their seats.
This whole seduction thing was easier than she thought. Lily licked her lips. Paul swallowed. Charles stared down into his plate. If Lily wanted a threesome she was going to have to make the first move.
“You two should hurry up with your dinner, I have a present for the two of you in my bedroom.”
Lily stood up. She pushed her chair under the table and grabbed her glass.
“I’ll be waiting,” she whispered before she turned and sashayed away. Her whole body trembled with nervousness. She’d done her part, she’d put the offer on the table. It was now up to them to pick it up and run with it.
********
~Alyssa is team Naughty4Life!~
~Christmas Fantasy Blurb:
One bite was all it took.
It’s that time of year again. Alyssa Blakely is busy writing in her fantasy diary, filling it with all her forbidden, sexual fantasies. The star: her very sexy boss, Devin Jordan. Too bad for her, he’s never given her a second glance.
Or so she thought…
After a steamy kiss under the mistletoe and a night of wild sex, Alyssa has the bite to prove just how wrong she was.
Devin Jordan has found his mate. The only problem: she’s human. He’s not. Can he prove to her that his inner beast can be both naughty and nice? Or will her fear of the unknown keep him from claiming her?
Buy Links~
Amazon U.S.: www.amazon.com/Christmas-Fantasy-Sire...
Amazon U.K: www.amazon.co.uk/Christmas-Fantasy-Si...
~Excerpt:
~Alyssa Excerpt~
She opened up her file entitled “Fantasy Diary” and blushed. She fantasized a lot. Ever since she was a teenager, she’d fantasized about how her perfect man would act, how he would stimulate her in the bedroom. Back then, she dreamed about kisses on her cheeks and gentle embraces, but now, thanks to her sisters and her creative imagination, she dreamed of rough, leave you sore for days sex. Her two sisters always told her that she should stop fantasizing so much and focus more on making her fantasies come true. That was her plan for tonight.
~Devin Excerpt~
Devin turned and placed his back against the window. He stared at the door that separated him from the woman he desired. A piece of metal and space was all that separated his body from hers. It would only take a couple of strides for him to reach the door.
One pull on the door knob and he could send it flying across the room. Then he would be face to face with the one woman in this world that made him wish he wasn’t a beast with a conscience. If he had no conscience, he would take her, now, against his desk, against her desk, against the wall, on every damn hard surface in this building.
He would make sure she enjoyed it. He would make sure he pleased her so thoroughly that she wouldn’t even think of leaving him, even when she found out that he was not the man he pretended to be. Devin sighed, but that would never happen. Because though he was a beast, he did indeed have a conscience
That conscience kept her safe from him… for now.
November 22, 2013
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