On Christmas Eve, Tranell Hawkins finds herself in one of the world’s most romantic countries, slaving over work. Seeking a little respite, she steps away from her demanding job and visits a local restaurant. That’s when she captures the attention of a very attractive Frenchman.
The second Stephan lays eyes on her, he has to have her. Despite his reservations, he approaches her. He lures her in with promises of a passionate rendezvous, but he has a secret that may ruin the night he has planned for her.
Fernand has been in a relationship with Stephan for the last couple of years. When Stephan comes home with a gorgeous woman he met at a restaurant, Fernand becomes furious. But after getting a dose of her witty, charming personality, he finds himself captivated with her.
Will Tranell shy away from a night guaranteed to be filled with forbidden pleasures, or allow Stephan and Fernand to take her on a journey she will never forget?
Happy December! As 2020 comes to an end, I hope we all can reflect on something positive that happened this year. It has been a rough road to travel on for many, but I have faith that something wonderful awaits around the corner. In the meantime and between time, treat yourself to a sultry holiday romance.
On Christmas Eve, Tranell Hawkins finds herself in one of the world’s most romantic countries, slaving over work. Seeking a little respite, she steps away from her demanding job and visits a local restaurant. That’s when she captures the attention of a very attractive Frenchman.
The second Stephan lays eyes on her, he has to have her. Despite his reservations, he approaches her. He lures her in with promises of a passionate rendezvous, but he has a secret that may ruin the night he has planned for her.
Fernand, a celebrity chef, has been in a relationship with Stephan for the last couple of years. When Stephan comes home with a gorgeous woman he met at a restaurant, Fernand becomes furious. But after getting a dose of her witty, charming personality, he finds himself captivated with her.
Will Tranell shy away from a night guaranteed to be filled with forbidden pleasures, or allow Stephan and Fernand to take her on a journey she will never forget?
My first book baby had an anniversary last month and I completely forgot! I was so wrapped up in my current projects that it slipped my mind. Ugh, the shame I feel… Please forgive me. Happy Anniversary Designing Love!
World-renowned architect, Devon Sparks reluctantly accepts the job of designing a house for his former lover, who’d betrayed him with his best friend. Still a little emotionally battered, Devon is content to never love again, until Josephine shows up on his doorstep.
Josephine Burnett, a brilliant interior designer, is thrilled to be working on such a big project with Devon. She relishes the opportunity to showcase her talents, but wonders if accepting the job was a mistake in the face of Devon’s rude behavior. Soon she discovers the man behind the cold, hard exterior is capable of smoldering passion…
A passion she finds hard to deny.
Can they break free from their emotional restraints to experience the sultry heat of their love?
A snippet from SCORPION TAIL (Fade To Black) **COMING SOON**
With his hands shoved in his pockets, Toshiro walked along the side of the building, passed the parking lot and people loitering. He made it to the rear, where there was an alleyway, probably no more than ten feet wide. A brick wall, almost as tall as the building, blocked off the alleyway. It was recessed about two feet from the building’s edge, which made an indention, perfect for climbing.
He brushed his fingers across a few grooves etched into the wall. Stepping back, he examined its height.
Just under the roof’s overhang, a camera pointed away from the barrier. It was most likely aimed at the club’s rear entrance. He stood there a few seconds, listening for voices on the other side. The clamor and laughter from people leaving and entering the club made it difficult to decipher the sounds.
He had to make a choice. Either stand here and wait for the opportune moment to make his move, which would leave him open to be caught by security. Or, take a gamble and scale the wall now and possibly face the repercussions on the other side.
SILENT SCREAMS and SHADOWS & DUST are the first 2 novels of the Dragon Queen series. These 2 novels are also the first additions to the special combo collection for the Dragon Queen series.
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Silent Screams (Book 1 ~ the Dragon Queen Series)
Sink your fangs into this edgy tale, consumed with dark romance, blood lust and creatures that lurk in the night.
“The mysteries of the world have been hidden from you all your life. I beseech you to stay, so that I may give you but a taste of the truth you seek.” ~ Demetri Bithanos
R&B sensation, Sharayna “Rayne” Piers, lives her life dedicated to her music. On stage and in the studio, she pours her heart and soul into the lyrics of her songs, hoping to deliver a piece of herself to the listeners. But ever since her twentieth birthday, her seemingly normal life has taken a turn to the dark side.
Piercing screams and horrendous acts of murder seizes her mind, haunting her night and day. Women similar to her in age are vanishing all over the world without a trace. It leaves Rayne wondering if the rash of disappearances is connected to her visions.
Soon, she will discover the world she was raised in is just a cover for what really hides in the shadows, and that her life as a human is a deception to mankind, a guise to conceal her true nature. Will she shun the darkness that has befallen her or step up to the throne and become what she was created to be?Shadows & Dust (Book 1.5 ~ the Dragon Queen Series)
Unveil a world filled with monstrous shadows and whispering darkness.
“Things are so different now. Clouds of demons are shrouding the world. I missed the good ole’ days, when a little silver and holy water got the job done.” ~ Havoc
When darkness falls, Vampire Huntress Joan “Havoc” Dawson and her team gears up and steps out to meet the evil as it threatens to spill onto the streets of mankind.
On the second anniversary of her sister’s death, Havoc finds herself lured into a rundown neighborhood by an unknown entity. She stumbles upon a dark secret, one that’s guaranteed to claim many innocent lives.
But in order to destroy the creature behind the madness, Havoc may have to surrender her soul to the darkness.
**WARNING: This series is not suitable for the faint of heart, prudes or those easily bothered by strong and vulgar language, urban dialect, demon and vampire seduction, kickass female characters, sword-wielding bad asses, super-hot shifters, dark smutty sex and extreme violence.**
World renowned architect, Devon Sparks reluctantly accepts the job of designing a house for his former lover, who’d betrayed him with his best friend. Still a little emotionally battered, Devon is content to never love again, until Josephine shows up on his doorstep.
Josephine Burnett, a brilliant interior designer, is thrilled to be working on such a big project with Devon. She relishes the opportunity to showcase her talents, but wonders if accepting the job was a mistake in the face of Devon’s rude behavior. Soon she discovers the man behind the cold, hard exterior is capable of smoldering passion…
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On Christmas Eve, Tranell Merdock finds herself in one of the most romantic countries in the world. Yet, she is stuck slaving over work. She steps away from her demanding job as a successful management consultant to seek a little respite at a local restaurant and draws the attention of Stephan, a very attractive Frenchman.
He lures her in with promises of a passionate rendezvous, but Stephan has a secret he neglects to tell her.
Will Tranell shy away from a night guaranteed to be filled with forbidden pleasures or allow Stephan to take her on a journey she will never forget?
Christmas Delights Excerpt ~ Surprise
“Stephan, you ass!” The man turned, giving them a full rear view of his muscular backside and sprinted around the corner. “Why the fuck didn’t you call and tell me you were bringing home company?” he yelled, poking his head around the wall.
“It is surprise.” Stephan stepped into the suite, attempting to pull her in with him. “Surprise!”
Tranell’s feet were literally rooted to the ground. Sure, she was tipsy, but what she just saw was not made up in her intoxicated mind. That man was butt-bootyass naked holding a Christmas, stocking-shaped cake over his lower region. And if she wasn’t mistaken ‘I Love You’ was scripted across the cake in gold icing.
“Tranell, come.”
“Is he the roommate? Why is he nekkid and…and why was he…” she stuttered on a shaky whisper.
“We are…ah…what is the word? Nudist?”
Hand on her hip, she served him a sidelong glare. “That’s bullshit.”
Shoulders jumping, he chuckled softly. “Oui, okay. Bullshit. I try and be funny.”
“Not funny, Stephan!” the naked man shouted from behind the wall.
“Stephan, be real with me, okay,” Tranell said in an undertone. “Is…is that man your lover?”
All amusement leaked from his sexy eyes. “Come in, and I explain.”
“No, uh-uh…”
“Please.”
Huffing out a deep breath, she allowed him to lure her into the apartment. God, she hoped this situation wasn’t what she thought it was―that the man who had wooed her body so skillfully wasn’t playing some kind of twisted game with her.
“Tranell, meet, Fernand. Fernand, this is new friend, Tranell.”
Fernand stumbled out, zipping up a pair of jeans that hung low on his lean hips.
She gulped back the saliva building in her throat and involuntarily swiped her tongue over her upper lip.
For lack of better words, Fernand was damn fine.
The contours and ridges in his torso were magnificent, sculpted to perfection, and muscled in all the right places. A shaggy mass of curly, raven hair sprang from his head and dangled over his brow, enhancing the extraordinary color in his irises, which were a striking crystal blue. In stature, he was a little bigger than Stephan, more muscular than him as well.
“Hi, Tranell. Pleasure to meet you.” Probing eyes roaming up and down her frame, Fernand offered his hand. “Sorry about greeting you in my birthday suit. I didn’t know Stephan was—sorry.” Fernand had a distinct French accent but clearly spoke English a lot better than Stephan did.
“It’s okay. It’s not every day I come to stranger’s house and meet his roommate in the nude.” She giggled nervously and shook his hand. “Though it was a treat to my womanly eyes, I have to be honest and say it was a little disconcerting ‘cause it sorta looked like you were naked for…Stephan.”
That traditional, tight-lipped smile slid across Fernand’s lips. His blue eyes narrowed and shot over in Stephan’s direction. After a few awkward seconds, he cleared his throat and headed for the kitchen. “Soo, you like coffee? I make great gourmet coffee. Come on, I’ll make you a cup.”
Aw hell, something is definitely a little shifty with these two.
But that didn’t stop her from following Fernand’s delicious booty. What could she say? Being in the company of two gorgeous men appealed to her lady needs, even though the little voice in her mind was screaming at her to get out while she could.
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Sexy excerpt from Yvonne Nicolas’ novel, DESIGNING LOVE (Interracial Romance, erotic romance)
World renowned architect, Devon Sparks reluctantly accepts the job of designing a house for his former lover, who’d betrayed him with his best friend. Still a little emotionally battered, Devon is content to never love again, until Josephine shows up on his doorstep.
Josephine Burnett, a brilliant interior designer, is thrilled to be working on such a big project with Devon. She relishes the opportunity to showcase her talents, but wonders if accepting the job was a mistake in the face of Devon’s rude behavior. Soon she discovers the man behind the cold, hard exterior is capable of smoldering passion…
A passion she finds hard to deny.
Can they break free from their emotional restraints to experience the sultry heat of their love?
By the elevator, Devon cradled her face and kissed her again. As his body pressed into hers, his lips traveled over her jawline then under her chin. He got to her neck then kissed and nibbled on her flesh.
Shivering uncontrollably, she stifled a moan. Azure eyes veiled in pure lust were fixed on her. He staggered back from her and stabbed the up button repeatedly, as if that would make the elevator arrive quicker.
Finally, the doors slid open.
He rushed in, pulling her with him. Her purse hit the floor and her back met the elevator wall. His body smashed into hers and he hungrily captured her mouth in a hot kiss. Her body temperature shot up to a blazing inferno.
The sliding barriers enclosed them in the small space, shutting out the world then it began to ascend.
Melting within a moment of rapture, they swallowed each other’s heavy moans, their tongues intertwining in a passionate dance.
Her mind screamed his name over and over, begging him to stop and continue at the same time. The sane part of her repeatedly nudged her, attempting to bring her back to reality, but the need to explore the fantasy created by his embrace overruled that part.
The taste of him and the velvety texture of his tongue charmed her, made her savor every bit of him. His mere essence and fragrance stamped her mind.
She’d never forget this moment, ever. Even without penetration, he was inside of her, pulling her under, going deeper and deeper, suffocating her in his sea of ecstasy.
It was almost too much to handle.
While one hand circled her waist, the other reached out to slam the emergency stop button. The box of lust drew to a shuddering halt.
He lifted her leg to his waist, then the other. She slipped her arms around his neck and crossed her ankles at the curve of his buttocks, locking her body against him. His fingers bit into her thighs as his erection pushed hard against her throbbing clit. The heat of his body seeped through their clothes and attacked her flesh.
This man in her arms had taken total control of her. His quickened heartbeat matched hers and the pulse shot down her body to her center.
OhmaGod, yes!
Groaning, he nipped and lapped at the flesh of her neck. He ground his length along her starving slit, adding sweet pressure, rolling and grinding his hips.
Her moans turned laborious. Those glorious strings of pleasure hovered around her mid-section, growing thicker and multiplying with the friction of his hardened cock and movement of his rocking body. She rotated her pelvis in unison with his steady strokes.
He mumbled something in crook of her neck, his hot breath fluttering against her flesh, but she was too far gone to make out the words.
Devon slipped a hand around her hip to her backside and delved into her pants. She gasped. The skin to skin contact arched her back. His fingers wedged deeply between her butt cheeks, he bucked against her to apply the final blow to her aching pearl.
She literally came undone.
The walls of her core quivered and contracted. She sucked in a shuddering breath and released a husky moan as wetness oozed from her slit and drenched her thin lace panties.
He made a wet trail from her neck, over her chin and to her mouth. The kiss, which was deep and unrelenting moments ago, was now soft and explorative. He slowly circled her winding tongue. His deep groans made her insides flutter. Between his teeth, he caught the tip of her tongue and nipped at it teasingly, sending gentle tremors through her.
Her whole damn body became a ball of sensitized nerves. She craved more of him, his hands and mouth all over her.
Suddenly, a broken, “Uh-hem,” sliced through their sexual spell.
Romantic excerpt from Samara King’s novel, HOT TO THE TOUCH (Interracial Romance, erotic romance)
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A masked lover…
A year ago, Club Reign owner, Belinda Gilles threw the first Grown & Sexy Masquerade Ball without a hitch – that was until she encountered a masked man whose touch made her forget about her past. Did she dare to believe that her masked lover would show his face again?
What lies beneath…
When Jordan Harris discovers that Belle is the woman he encountered under the mask a year ago, he sets out to make her his, even if it means opening old wounds she’d vowed to never forgive him for.
“You’re beautiful.”
She smiled. “Thank you.” Her eyes swept over him and lower, and lower still, His dick was hard, long and would fill her to the brink of pleasure.
“Can you handle me?”
“Why don’t you find out.”
He lifted her in his hands like she weighed non nothing. Belinda chuckled before wrapping her legs around his waist. She was coming to enjoy the way his eyes danced with hers through the masks they wore. Her breathing hitched as if she couldn’t catch her breath.
“I will.”
He maneuvered his dick between her legs, teasing her with the head of it. Thick and full.
Belinda lost all train of thought as he slammed against her tight walls, her body instantly wrapped around his dick and contracted.
“Ahhh!” The hoarse whisper felt like a heated prayer in the velvet black night sky. The garden the slow dull of music pulsing beneath them. Her head fell back as she took in the sensation of having him stretch her, and pump again.
He was driving into her slick pussy so methodically, the rhythm threatened to take her away with it. He grunted as she continued to convulse around him.
“So tight.”
Belinda couldn’t formulate words, for once, she just wanted to feel.
His sweet dick was rocking on her into a whole other world. She wanted the fruit of his labor. She pushed her hips forward with his dick buried deep inside of her, and cried out as their bodies moved rhythmically.
“Yes!” She bit down on her lip just before his tongue pushed them open and feasted, mimicking the pace of his thrusts between her thighs. Her muscled clenched, soaring her over the edge. “My God.” She went limp as he continued to pump inside of her.
Belinda felt him tightened as he grunted, his head fell backwards as he drove into her with frenzied pulses until the sound of his deep moan blended against the night. He leaned against her. Their flesh was slick with perspiration. She took a deep breath, unable to remember the last time she’d been touched like that
She looked back into her stranger’s eyes. Her mystery lover. She smiled. “That was…”
“Unbelievable.”
Their bodies were still joined. His dick was still hard. Her pussy throbbed. She wanted him again and the look in his eyes said the same.
He begin to move inside of her again, his dick lengthening, creating a dizzying tension inside of her again.
“If we keep this up, we’re bound to be here all night.”
“I can take it if you can,” he grinned, watching her intently.
On Christmas Eve, Tranell Merdock finds herself in one of the most romantic countries in the world. Yet, she is stuck slaving over work. She steps away from her demanding job as a successful management consultant to seek a little respite at a local restaurant and draws the attention of Stephan, a very attractive Frenchman.
He lures her in with promises of a passionate rendezvous, but Stephan has a secret he neglects to tell her.
Will Tranell shy away from a night guaranteed to be filled with forbidden pleasures or allow Stephan to take her on a journey she will never forget?
Stephan emerged dressed in all black and garbed in an ankle-length leather coat, whistling softly. He winked at them and made his way to the door. “Be back.”
Since it didn’t appear Fernand was going to ask, she did. “Where ya’ running off to?”
“I left something in car.”
“Right. Sure you wanna leave a sex-deprived woman alone with your hot boyfriend?” she called out as he disappeared into the foyer.
Wow, did I just say that out loud?
Throaty laughter sailed from around the corner. “Fern, make sure Tranell still here when I return.”
“Oh, she’s not going anywhere,” Fernand assured him.
“Whateva. Like you can keep me here against my…” She turned back to Fernand and suddenly lost her train of thought.
The glimmer of sensual longing in his gaze quickened her pulse. A shudder ripped through her. “Uhmm…” Dammit, this is twisted. The look in those starry-blue eyes made her want him. Made her want the both of them.
“Sex deprived?” he asked softly. “Really?”
Breath caught in her throat, she ripped her eyes away. For the sake of doing something with her hand, she retrieved the small spoon from the tray and swirled it around in her coffee.
What to do when you set yourself up for a mortifying conversation? Change the subject.
“Soooo, you uh…you know where he’s going?”
“My guess is to get you a Christmas gift.”
She perked up and dared a look at him. “What, why? He doesn’t have to do that.”
“He doesn’t, but he wants to. I told you; he likes you. He only uses the left something in the car ploy when he needs to sneak out and purchase a gift. It’s not for me because my gifts are under the tree.”
She shook her head. “Aw, that’s very sweet, but noo, not for…tell him not to do—”
“You asked me a question earlier. I want to answer it but before I do…”
He rolled onto his stomach, pushed up on his hands and knees, and crawled over to her.
Reflexively, she scooted away until her back met the couch.
He laughed. “Trying to get away will do you no good.” He grabbed her legs, pulled them from under her hips, and attempted to reach beneath the hem of her skirt.
Tranell quickly slid her cup onto the side table and slapped her hands over his. “Whoa, buddy. Wha’cha doing down there?”
He nodded toward the hearth. “The heat is starting to get to you.” He caught the tab of the zipper to her right boot and dragged it down her calf. “You’re still wearing your jacket and boots. Sweat beads are starting to pop out on your pretty face. You have to come out of all these clothes, girl.”
“Ha! The hearth’s not what got me sweating.”
“I’m going to take that as a compliment.”
“You should,” she managed to breathe out. “Look, I’m okay, really.”
“Sure you are. Once that alcohol kicks in, you’re going to be melting all over everything.”
She tucked away a grin. “Is that such a bad thing?”
“Not going to answer that,” he sang beneath a chuckle. He sat her boots next to the couch and started rolling down her socks. “Damn, girl, you have the smoothest skin I’ve ever felt. Feels like silk.”
“Thanks. Exfoliating and daily moisturizing pays off.” God, that was so lame. Sounds like I’m advertising some skin product. She watched him steadily, noting the attentiveness of his slow actions. “For a gay man, you’re really good at undressing a woman.”
“Ha-ha…” Grinning bashfully, he straddled her legs and unbuttoned her fitted jacket, starting at the bottom and working his way up. “Not like I haven’t done it before.”
“I can do this myself, ya know.”
“Really? You’re not making any attempts to stop me.”
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