Wicked Fairytales

May 23, 2014May 23, 2014

Wicked #Fairytales: Crimson Memories by Yours Truly #Steampunk #InterracialRomance #asmsg

Happy Friday, fellow bloggers, authors and readers! I was so focused on introducing you to the authors who participated in the Fairytale Anthology that I forgot to introduce myself. LOL!

Here we go!

Yvonne Nicolas comes from a realm populated with fairies, unicorns and dragons.She has lived amongst the humans for over thirty years. And she now finds herself wondering, what the hell am I doing here?

*giggle* I know, I’m being silly. Cut me a break, okay, it’s Friday.

Most of you who follow my blog know who I am, the wacky chick from the south who takes nothing seriously, but if you don’t know me, allow me to introduce myself…

One thing I can tell you about me is that I LOVE TO WRITE! I love to bring the readers into my dark, twisted world, and convince them that it’s paradise. 😉

I was born in Orlando, Florida and I have been an avid reader since fourteen years old. As a kid, I would sneak into my mother’s room to read her secret stash of erotic novels, and I fell in love with the genre. Some years later, I got into paranormal romance and horror. I became a fan of Anne Rice, Zane, Hideyuki Kikuchi and the late, great L.A. Banks. Afterwards, I decided to try my hand at the craft. I was delightfully surprised that I was blessed with the gift of writing. I now reside in beautiful Atlanta, Georgia (still a southern gal ^_^) and I’m excited to share my gift with readers like myself.

Check out my offering to the Wicked Fairytales: the Curvy Collection—CRIMSON MEMORIES! This story straddles the line of Paranormal Romance and Steampunk, with a nice wet dose of erotica. 😉

Crimson Memories Blurb

Visiting his grandfather, a brave man who lost his leg to a demon wolf decades earlier, Argon Quinn has a deep and abiding hatred for supernatural creatures that has fueled his illustrious career as a warrior with the Dark Hunters Legion. While at home, Argon meets Petra, the woman of his dreams, but she is shrouded in secrets. He recognizes that she’s more than human, but what will he do when he realizes she’s the very thing he despises most?

**A Wicked retelling of Red Riding Hood**

“Oh my gorgeous hunter, why do you tempt me with these forbidden desires?” ~ Petra

Teasing Excerpt of Crimson Memories

Once she could no longer smell the scent of blood and mud on her skin, Petra stepped out of the tub and settled in next to him on the grassy pad. Raking her fingers through his hair, from root to tip, she listened to his soft, steady breathing. She studied the lines and masculine shape of his face. “You sweet human man…I adore you so.” For such a strong man, he had delicate features, which accommodated the beauty he displayed. She allowed her fingertips to glide over his neck, down the center of his muscled chest and taut abs, periodically fingering faint battle scars. She played along his waistline, then traveled beneath his trousers and traced the muscled V of his groin.

During her innocent exploration, his breath hitched. Next, his eyelids fluttered. Those shimmering green orbs stared upwards at the rocky ceiling, and then they slid in her direction. He slowly turned his head and rested his eyes on her.

Caught under his piercing gaze, she couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe.

“Petra?” He blinked a few times, and then suddenly reached out and grabbed her by the neck.

Startled, she screamed and tried to lunge to her feet.

He dragged her down onto her backside and smashed her against the grassy bed, straddling her. In attempt to fight against his brute force, she snarled and shoved at his shoulders. Pressing his hard body into hers, he caught her wrists in one mighty grip and fisted her hair with his free hand.

Petra went still, refusing to struggle further. In this form, she was easily subdued. Not that she couldn’t fight like this, but she didn’t want to. She liked being trapped beneath him, bounded into submission.

Emerald eyes, glowing in furious passion and lust, bored into hers. Neither one of them spoke, or looked away. There were so many questions blazing from his gaze, so much hurt, so many emotions. His lips quivered, as if he wanted to speak, but he didn’t utter a word.

She tilted her head back, baring her throat.

His hard glare softened. Pinning her wrists above her head, he leaned in and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

Her heart rate quickened, her breathing escalated.

His lips were warm on her flesh. He opened his mouth, grazed her with his teeth then swept his tongue over her throat.

A whispery moan escaped her.

His mouth moved up from her neck, to her chin, and finally to her lips. Her heart swelled as tears wet her lashes. This kiss was sweet, and needed. Oh, thank you Mother of earth for bringing him back to me…

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May 13, 2014

Wicked #Fairytales: NEVER NEVER by @LeanoreElliott #Anthology #EroticRomance #asmsg #smexy

Good morning, good afternoon and good evening, folks! Today, I’d like to introduce you to my friend, Leanore Elliott, Jane of all Trades! 😀

Leanore Elliott lives a life of many personalities. She’s an Author of 26 books. She works as a Pro Content Editor, Formatter, Book Trailer & Cover Artist. <– Like I said, Jane of all Trades 🙂

She does all of this because she loves books…She actually gets paid to read, portray and design them, who could ask for better?

She’s known as Wicked Leanore, or to her buds…just ‘Wicked’. She writes as the Wicked Muse and all of her multi genre stories are considered Hot to Melting.

Her fairy tale in the Anthology: Wicked Fairytales: the Curvy Collection is a well-known one, but you won’t recognize it as your childhood tale now…

Angela Darling landed her dream job, but when she meets two hot, dynamic executives…Angela begins to realize she might have actually landed in a dream. Things are not what they appear to be, as magic and lust swirl around her. Leaving her dreary life behind, Angela gives herself up to the land of NEVER NEVER.

We shall fly away, so far, so fast.

To live as a child and make it last.

There’s a wind that blows and drifts out to the sea.

Meet me there, come and be fancy free.

I shall fly you away so far, so fast.

Come take my hand and you shall forget…forget the whims of your past.

Never Never Excerpt

This was it. What she always longed for—always dreamed of and believed with all her might that it was a thing she would never have. “I have always loved you, Peter—always.” She sniffled.

Looking relieved, he broke out into a huge grin. “So, can I?”

Not understanding the question, she batted her wet lashes at him. “Can you what?”

Rushing toward her, he enveloped her in his arms, tugging her tightly to his body. He slid his fingers down along her hip and in between her legs as he gathered her lace under wear and tugged them tightly, till they pulled at her clit button.

Feeling the sensuous tug, she gasped with pleasure.

“Boss you around like I own your body but I promise, I will treat it better than my own. Say yes and let me take you to the edge of a sexual heaven over and over till you lose your mind, do you with my tongue, my um—tool, my fingers until you cream for me, scream for me?”

Tinkerbelle stared at his now serious expression and stilled. With the loaded sexual question, her breath just literally left her body.

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May 9, 2014

Wicked #Fairytales: CONTINUUM by @Sheri_Fredricks #Anthology #EroticRomance #asmsg #smexy

Happy Friday, fellow bloggers, authors and readers! Today, the wicked author spotlight is on my girl, Sheri Fredricks!

Always on the hunt for the uncommon things in life, award-winning author Sheri Fredricks thrives on creating adventures in her mythological kingdom.

A former engineering secretary, she lives on California’s beautiful central coast. “I wanted to move away from inflexible right angles and create an unboxed world with no boundaries.” A voracious reader since her early years, Sheri found her brain crowded with stories and characters of her own. “Ultimately,” she says, “my husband encouraged me to write them all down.”

Winner of the Paranormal Romance Guild Reviewer’s Choice Award and Finalist in InD’Tale eMagazine’s Reward Of Novel Excellence award (RONE), she has numerous five star reviews everywhere ebooks are sold.

Sheri loves to spend time at home and connecting with readers. A computer hutch keeps her focused on creating stories, but the panoramic view of life on a ranch will call her outside to play in the sun.

Links:

My Website : www.sherifredricks.com

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For your reading pleasure, take a peek at Continuum from the Wicked Fairytales: the Curvy Collection…

Continuum Blurb

Princess Tonya leads a lonely, isolated and painfully celibate existence. Tad, cursed into the form of a frog, isn’t faring any better. When the two cross paths, Tonya’s response to his sexy voice is incendiary. It’s also the key to breaking Tad’s curse in Continuum.

She had sexual fantasies….he’d deliver, or croak.

A Super-Hot Excerpt

Inside her mind, the scene played out.

Unable to take his position as an idle voyeur a moment longer, the prince drove his fingers inside of her. Harder, faster. As she had demonstrated for him, he slapped and rubbed her throbbing clit.

“I can’t last much longer.” Tonya wanted to come so badly but she held off, denying the ecstasy just out of reach.

His rough tongue pressed and slid, buffing her pussy to a lubricated shine. Each of his passes across her hot center went over, around…and inside. The more the prince sipped, the wetter she grew.

An inner coil grew tighter. Muscles tensed within, shooting a demand to race to the finish line where light met ecstasy and fulfillment awaited.

Tonya tilted her head back. The unforgiving rock beneath lay impervious to her scalp. She moaned, the sound torn from her depths, escaping from behind a wall of desire. Strong impulses directed her fingers as she plunged in and out of her wet heat.

“Come for me, Tonya. I want to watch as you let yourself go.”

The frog took up his singing, nearer this time, croaking in time to the urgent pace of her frantic hand.

She used her thumb to push on her clit—once, twice, three times—and rapture hit.

The power of her climax arched her off the rock. Fingers shoved in deep, stars burst behind her tightly closed eyes. “Oh, fuck yeah!”

Warm liquid coated her fingers and most of her hand. She spread the wealth over her creamed pussy. Tingles of aftershocks shook her clit from seventh heaven and beyond. To control the spasm, she pressed two shaky fingers and nearly came unglued all over again.

A frog’s deep voice croaked out from somewhere nearby. “Damn, princess. You just rocked my fucking world.”

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May 7, 2014

Wicked #Fairytales: BIG LOVE by @MissSeraphinaD #Anthology #EroticRomance #asmsg #smexy

I’m excited to introduce this author because she’s the mastermind behind this sexy Fairytale Anthology dedicated to women with curves. Welcome the lovely and talented Seraphina Donavan.

Seraphina Donavan is a hopeless romantic with a wicked & oh-so-dirty mind! Those things, combined with her love of writing, prompted her to take the leap and transform those fantasies into written words on a page. As a curvy girl herself, Seraphina has made it a point to celebrate those women with delicious curves with her work through writing and the hot men who love them.

She currently has 18 published books and one anthology and is working on many more.

Living in Central Kentucky, Seraphina spends her time rescuing stray animals, working for a non-profit agency and dreaming of becoming a best-selling author. She lives in a home that has more character than working parts and enjoys spending time with her fur babies. Feel free to contact her with any questions or thoughts on your mind.. She loves connecting with her readers & hearing from anyone!

Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/seraphina.donavan?fref=ts

Blog Spot http://www.seraphinadonavan.blogspot.com/

Twitter @MissSeraphinaD

Enjoy a wicked sexy excerpt of Big Love from the Wicked Fairytales: the Curvy Collection…

Big Love Blurb

Prudence knows the truth about her stepsister. Ella isn’t the victim; she’s just good at playing one. Working in a magic shop with the boozy fairy godmother that screwed up everyone’s life, Prudence gives chase to a young shoplifter and gets more than she bargained for. Tangled up in the Beanstalk and carried upward to the giant’s kingdom, she finds herself face to face with a handsome giant who happens to be King… and hot enough to make her knees go weak.

What do you get when you mix a boozy fairy godmother, an overly dramatic Cinderella, a not so wicked stepsister and a hot giant waiting at the top of the Beanstalk? You get Big Love.

Big Love Excerpt

Prudence gaped at the servant. She’d put on the dress, which cut to her navel, against her better judgment, but the rest of it—absolutely would not happen. “I am to do what?”

“His highness, Prince Reinhard, requests that you attend him at his bath…it is a great honor.”

It might have been more convincing if the woman hadn’t rolled her eyes when she said it. “No. Absolutely not. I will not. He might have dressed me like a strumpet, but that doesn’t make me one!”

In an about face manner, the servant dropped the act. “Honey, it’s like this. You’ve seen him. He’s a prince. He wants to get naked and wet while you rub your hands all over him…You really wanna argue about it?”

An ugly suspicion entered Prudence’s mind then. “Just how many women normally attend him at his bath?”

“None. He normally does it himself. So, what are you waiting for?”

An image of him popped into Prudence’s mind, all dark, swarthy skin and curling black hair, sitting on that throne in his leather breeches and doublet. He’d looked so good in those clothes, she’d wanted to lick every inch of him she could see. What would he look like out of them?

“Not to be inedible here, but he is a prince and you are staying in his castle. I wouldn’t piss him off.”

“I think you mean indelicate,” Prudence corrected.

“That’s what I said,” the woman insisted. “Now, get your rump across the hall and take care of that man! And if you’re a decent human being, you’ll tell us all about it later!”

Prudence didn’t even have time to register what was happening. One minute, she was standing in the luxurious chamber that she’d been given and the next, the woman was literally propelling her across the hall to the half open door of the prince’s chamber.

With one last, hard shove, the woman pushed Prudence fully into the room.

Scrambling, Prudence reached for the door handle, but stopped herself. It was too late to run. Turning back, she saw the Prince standing before the fireplace. He’d shed his doublet already.

Her mouth went dry. His back was to her and all she could see was tawny skin rippling over muscle. Then, he stretched. Muscles bunched and flexed, and parts of her went up in flames. Heat blossomed between her thighs so suddenly, so intensely, that she needed to squeeze her legs together not to whimper.

I will not be a slut. I will not be a slut. Oh, I want so badly to be a slut. Betrayed by her conscience which was as sex starved as the rest of her, Prudence moved into the room, knowing that she was about to do bad things.

The prince turned to her then, his hands poised at the laces of his breeches. They’d been loosened just enough, so she could see the thin line of hair on his stomach disappearing into the V of the leather before growing thicker.

“I am to attend your bath,” she said, hating that her voice quivered.

He said nothing, simply finished unlacing his breeches and let them drop.

Really, what else was there to say? What had been hiding inside those pants defied words. Even flaccid, his member was long and thick, resting against his thigh. Prudence couldn’t look away.

“Have you never seen a man without his clothes, Prudence?” he demanded.

Prudence didn’t answer. She couldn’t find her voice. She’d seen men naked, or so she thought. From that point forward, would she ever be able to look at any man and not remember the glory of a dark haired prince who wasn’t called a giant because of his height?

“Prudence?”

Pulling her gaze from his impressive manhood which was no longer entirely flaccid, Oh, sweet merciful Lord, Prudence forced herself to look into his jade green eyes. “Yes, your highness?”

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May 6, 2014

Wicked #Fairytales: CLEVER GIRL by @katebaumbooks #Anthology #EroticRomance #asmsg #smexy

Today my blog is dedicated to the brilliant, Kate Baum.

Kate Baum is a librarian that resides in the Hudson Valley of New York. She lives with her husband of 23 years and five children. Their busy household includes a dog and a cat that were both adopted by the local animal shelter. When she isn’t working, cooking, doing laundry, or taking care of the kids, she loves to write down her fantasies.

Kate authored the “Girl Series” in honor of the group of girlfriends that she grew up with. She wanted to bring back in her stories those memories of times where life was just beginning. That fragile area when you’re an adult but still had the freedom to dream because you knew you had time. When each one of us held the world in the palms of our hands. When you were able to pick yourself up, because you were young and you had a group of girlfriends to watch your back.

Friendship…Love…Risk…Strength…Men…The Girl Series

Kate welcomes feedback at Katebaumbooks@aol.com

You can visit her on the web at www.katebaum.com

Facebook at www.facebook.com/katebaum.12

Facebook Girl Series page at www.facebook.com/#!/girlseriesbykatebaum

Twitter @katebaumbooks

Feast your eyes on a sexy excerpt of Clever Girl from the Wicked Fairytales: the Curvy Collection…

Clever Girl Blurb

Henrietta “Ettie” Stewart is a good not-so-little girl. She’s always done what everyone expected of her, including going off to the fat camp her parents think will whip her into shape and find her a man. Paradeisos, named after the Greek word for Paradise, isn’t your usual spa. It’s as much about transforming your inner self as your outer, and what Ettie’s inner self wants is the hot chef…Henry.

Take a peek at the wicked rendition of the Little Red Hen.

Teasing Excerpt

When I was with Alex, I worried when his hands started to take off my clothes that he would feel my rolls of fat. I remembered tensing up at that moment.

Henry had called me beautiful. While his hands stroked and explored, I heard his murmur of appreciation. He broke his mouth away and moved his hands to cup my face. “Ettie, I’ve dreamt of doing this to you.”

“So did I,” and then I giggled.

“Why are you laughing?” he asked while looking amused.

“I—I don’t know if I can tell you what I did when I dreamt of you.”

His eyes widened. “Did you touch yourself?”

I felt my face heat up. “Y—yes.” I glanced down.

“Ettie, look at me,” Henry commanded. “Did you get wet when you thought of me?”

I nodded.

Henry exhaled. “I had a feeling we had incredible chemistry.” He stood up. “Let’s go somewhere where we’ll be more comfortable.”

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May 5, 2014May 5, 2014

Wicked #Fairytales: BUY ME A ROSE by Brandi Gillilan #Anthology #EroticRomance #asmsg #smexy

Good morning, my friends. I hope you all had a fabulous weekend.

Today, the Wicked Author Spotlight light is on the talented author, Brandi Gillilan.

Brandi Gillilan is currently a student in college and along with her twin sister, raising their nephews. She has always enjoyed writing and has been for years. She spends her night writing and if she gets behind, her army of penguins and wolves takes her to task. Music is a big inspiration for her and she listens to it while writing to keep the flow going. She grew up a military brat, moving around a lot as a child but has never left the United States.

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/brandi.gillilan?ref=tn_tnmn

Facebook Author page: https://www.facebook.com/bgillilanauthor?ref=hl

Blog: http://bgillilan.blogspot.com/

Email: siriwolfs@gmail.com

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Brandi-Gillilan/e/B00FE85IO6/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1398966598&sr=8-2-ent

GoodReads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7807981.Brandi_Gillilan

For your reading pleasure, here is an excerpt of Buy Me A Rose from the Wicked Fairytales: the Curvy Collection…

Buy Me A Rose Blurb

Rose is a lady, the daughter of a Duke, but her first calling has always been that of a warrior. With her curvy body and devotion to her craft, she’s shocked when she’s called upon to fulfill a marriage contract with the royal family. Assuming Prince Nicolai would prefer her prettier sister, Rose is uncertain and mistrustful of his attraction to her, but that is not their only problem. A powerful witch has come to their kingdom, wreaking havoc and mayhem with her minions. Fighting side by side with her prince, Rose begins to realize her true worth.

A sexy retelling of the fairytale, Red Rose.

Rosy Excerpt

Rose let out a curse when an assailant’s sword swiped her arm.

This action of harm to his bride to be finally broke him from his enraptured stupor. Nicolai spurred his mount forward, drawing his sword in one smooth motion. Coming up behind the assailant, he felled him with a single swing of his blade. Jumping off his horse, he intended to make his way to Rose.

Nicolai drew several throwing daggers from his waist and threw them with ease at his opponents, the blades hitting true with several men. Hearing a grunt from behind him, Nicolai turned to see one of the bastards had gotten behind him and by the raised ax, hoped to kill him.

A large vine impaling him, stopped him cold.

Nicolai gave Rose a nod in thanks, then turned back into the fray of things. “Where are they coming from?” he yelled out as yet another fighter replaced the last.

“I was surprised by them,” Rose growled out through clenched teeth. “I was training when they appeared out of nowhere. I believe they ported in.”

“That is a very rare gift,” Nicolai shouted, blocking a sword with his own while using a throwing dagger to slit an opponent’s throat. “Rose, do you know a way to prevent the assailants from porting in?” He viciously kicked another assailant away as he took a slash to the arm. “Bastard!” he snarled.

“No…my magic does not work like that and I do not know any general spells for it,” Rose popped back, shooting an arrow into the eye of a warrior trying to attack Nicolai.

One of the assailants cackled at her, “Our mistress is very powerful. Right now, she’s testing you. You will feel her wrath soon enough.”

“I think you must be mistaken nave, it is you who is feeling our wrath,” Rose snarled and swung a vine whip, wrapping it around the man’s throat. “Who is your Mistress? Give me a name and I shall show mercy.”

The man chuckled darkly. “She who out shines any woman with her beauty. Her magic has no equal. My Mistress is my mercy. I will die by your hand or no hand at all.”

“So you wish, so it shall be.” Rose pulled tight on the whip, effectively ending the man’s life.

As if his death were a signal, the last living assailants ported out of the field.

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May 2, 2014

Wicked #Fairytales: THE SKYE’S THE LIMIT by @WithLoveSiobhan #Anthology #EroticRomance #asmsg

Happy Friday, people!!! I hope you’re ready for the weekend. I know I am!

Today, I’d like to introduce you to another fellow wicked author, Siobhan MacKenzie.

Siobhan MacKenzie is a hopeful romantic with a penchant for adding her fantasies into the stories she creates. An avid reader, she writes erotica and contemporary romance. She loves to read all genres but loves those with an erotic and/or romantic bent.

Siobhan is the author of the popular m/m series, “His Man…”, and her coming books include romantic thriller “Wild Mountain Time” and “No Sooner Loved”.

Siobhan‘s Blog: http://with-love-siobhan.blogspot.com/

Siobhan‘s FB Page: https://www.facebook.com/IAmSiobhanMacKenzie

Siobhan‘s Twitter: https://twitter.com/WithLoveSiobhan

Siobhan‘s Google+: https://plus.google.com/u/0/b/101055988018831289270/101055988018831289270/posts

And she loves receiving email from fans and readers. Email her at Siobhan.MacKenzie@edinroad.com

Now onto my favorite part… Enjoy this wicked teaser of The Skye’s The Limit from the Wicked Fairytales: the Curvy Collection…

The Skye’s The Limit Blurb

Skye Luna is the Princess of the Five Kingdoms. It is her duty to marry for the betterment of her kingdom. Reluctantly, still painfully in love with a man who simply abandoned her, she agrees to choose a husband from the various princes and kings who will be paraded in front of her, per their custom. One man, one king, manages to pique both her curiosity and her ire. Arrogant, challenging, maddening, but also achingly familiar, King Michel can stir her passions, but only if they stop fighting first!

“Princess Skye Luna must choose a husband, and the array of princes and kings presented to her all have one thing in common. They’re not the man she loves.”

Royal Excerpt

Blessed Mother, she thought to herself, is he bewitching me? His eyes were hard, the smile on his face fixed and his jaw was tight, the muscles working as he clenched it. But the look on his face never eased, the arrogant look that was oh, so smug and oh, so self-assured that he would have her. The ill fit of his clothes showed off every curve of every muscle as he stood with one fist on either hip, his feet spread wide, one slightly in front of the other. His head cocked to one side, his gaze roaming over her heatedly.

Skye’s breath quickened, coming in soft, shallow pants through her mouth, her lips slightly parted. Her tongue darted over her lower lip before she pulled it into her mouth, picturing what it would be like to lay her hands across those bearded cheeks to kiss his lips. Against her will, she felt the stirrings inside of her – the first she’d allowed herself to feel since Michael had left – and she thought that maybe the haughty bastard might actually be the one she could wed after all.

She was hot for him now. She wanted nothing more than to reach between his legs and get a handful of what lay there. His hip jutted to one side, giving her a bird’s eye view of that cock – long, round, and delectable. Her mouth watered at the thought of licking him like a lollipop.

Her pussy was wet, practically dripping down her legs. In fact, she was pounding with the blood flowing to her clit and her labia. It was all she could do not to apply pressure with her own fingers, to bring herself to climax as she’d done so many times before. The only difference was that she had every reason not to – especially if he was the one to take her hard.

He came up on the lower step of the dais, standing so close as to be nose to nose with her.“ Tell me, Princess Skye Luna, have you lain with a man? Are you still unspoiled?” His voice was pitched low, a seductive whisper, but the question itself was foul.

She clasped her fist behind her, gripping the skirt of her dress with the other. “What right have you to ask that question?” she spat at him.

He chuckled at her, a low sound in the back of his throat that made her even wetter below, even harder. “Perhaps. But too much is at stake and I must know. And it is within my rights.”

“You have no ri—”

He interrupted her words as he put a hand to the small of her back to pull her forward into his embrace. As the rest of the gathered began the bickering in earnest, no one watching or paying attention, he pressed his mouth to hers. His thick beard scratched at her face but Skye deepened the kiss willingly. Her lips tingled and burned with the touch of his. She tasted his tongue in her mouth, the taste of strawberries and wild honey. She bunched the material of his doublet in both of her hands, holding them against his chest.

He lowered one hand to cup her buttocks, pressing her hips to his. Through the thick material of her skirt, she still felt his aroused flesh. Something about him felt so familiar and her body responded in ways she never thought she could feel again. Skye felt truly depraved as she pushed against him, knowing that she was making it all the more urgent below. She was practically dripping down her legs with the want of him.

Then, the kiss was over and he had pushed away, stepping down to the floor level again. She stood, breathless, as her heart pounded inside of her chest. She held her hand to the stomacher of her dress and took her own step back. Her cheeks felt even hotter and she wiped a bead of sweat away from one. Her father had gotten control again, leading her mother back to the dais. Skye turned and slowly worked her feet to take her back to her throne. She decided that it was either sit or fall – she chose the better way down.

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May 1, 2014

Wicked #Fairytales: SWEETEST TREAT by @ARVonDreamZ #Anthology #EroticRomance #asmsg #Smexy

Good morning, my lovelies!

Today is all about my fellow wicked author, AR Von. I promise you’re going to like her. 😉

A.R. was born and raised in Bronx, NY and is the oldest daughter of two girls. She holds an Associate’s Degree in Computer Science and Information Technology, which was only briefly used. She’s a mother of two entertaining teen boys (as well as a lovely fawn Chihuahua, whom she considers her furry daughter.) She’s also a wife to a delightfully handsome and amazingly funny man-beast. She loves anything dragon and fantasy related. In her free time she enjoys exercising, writing, listening to music, hiking, cooking, dancing and reading. She also loves a great adventure in and out of a book! She writes to free her mind of its constant wondering and clutter. She thrives on the fact she can share some of it with readers that have the same passion for a great story.

She also loves to hear from her reader’s and chat away, so feel free to reach out to her any time.

A.R.’s web site: http://ar-von.com/

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Now for your reading pleasure, a sexy teaser of Sweetest Treat from the Wicked Fairytales: the Curvy Collection…

Sweetest Treat Blurb

Left in the forest by their father as children, Meesh and Shawn stumble upon the edible house of the Wicked One. Cursed by her, they will both crave sweets uncontrollably for as long as they live. Years have passed and Shawn has discovered a new sweet shop in town. After her brother lets her in on the scoop, Meesh must check it out for herself. For the first time in her life, Meesh finds something she craves more than sugar!

Enjoy the retelling of Hansel and Gretel, with a ‘wicked’ twist.

Sweet Excerpt

This place has much more than meets the eye. It’s enormous! From looking on the outside, one would think it’s a small shop, basic like a bakery. But no! There are various counters that offer different delights. One enclosed show counter has various cookies of all shapes and sizes, the one next to it if filled with all sorts of chocolates. Spinning around, I see another, even bigger display filled to the brim with cakes and pies. There are a couple of other displays further in, but my senses are honed in on that one scent that stood out above the rest and its leading me further in, towards the back where a sign hangs stating, ‘Café & Books’.

Deciding to just get what I came for this time around and not explore, as I really would rather do. I go for an assortment of miniature pastries, mostly cannoli’s, my favorite and a few rainbow cookies, Shaun’s favorite. Then, make my way out of the shop and straight home. Only stopping, to wait for the light to change, so I can safely cross the streets and get these sweet treats home.

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I’ve been to ‘Dream Come True Sweets’ twice a week for the last two months now. Still not exploring the shop to find who the owner of that ever present teasing scent belongs to. I’ve also not yet journeyed to the back of the shop or tried the coffee. I have, however, made a friend in Mark.

As soon as I walk in, the friendly teen gives me the scoop on the specials, what’s freshest, what’s his favorite, then makes a bit more small talk about a new joke he heard, the weather, and such.

I found out that he’s been chatting up with my brother about our security business. Mark is planning to go to college for anything to do with computers. He’s a closet computer geek and has lots of surprises up his sleeve for someone his age.

My brother offered him an internship, in our company to help him along in his career and studies. We’ve never done anything like that before, but Shaun says the ‘hands on experience’ will help Mark in ways that just might one day make him another Steve Jobs.

I’m all for that! Mark is really a great kid and deserves to go places in life.

Today, when walking in, the nutty smell of coffee whiffs by me, teasing me more than ever, more intense than before because it’s mixed in with the scent, but stronger this time. This one scent that’s captured my attention from the very first time, I entered this place. Seemingly entranced by the strength of it today, I walk forward with my eyes closed, allowing my nose to lead me and walk smack into a bouncy wall of—Oh, my gods!

My hands are currently placed on the planes of a man’s very muscular chest. All I can do is just stand there and stare at what’s beneath my hands. I allow my fingers to tense up and squeeze, feeling the most toned chest I’ve ever had the privilege to touch. Allowing my eyes to travel up, I find myself staring into the most unusual, magical pair of sage green, crystallized looking eyes. Hungry looking eyes. Forcing my gaze higher, I see the owner of this divine body, beautiful eyes and entrancing scent has stylish spiky golden blond hair. The perfect length for a woman to grab onto while he feasts between her thighs and makes her—“Yes!”

What the hell am I doing? I can’t believe I said that out loud! He’s going to think I’m a loon! I drop my hands, along with my gaze, knowing it looks as if I’ve just been burned and I take a step back. “Umm—sorry about that.” I’m no virgin, far from it actually. Though, I still blush like one, no matter the circumstances. It drives me insane that I’m so easily read! I can see his eyes spark with curiosity and I think interest? Which causes the blush to travel to the tips of my ears.

The delightful stranger, whom I can no longer look at without blushing, clears his throat, twice, “Umm—Yea, no worries. I was actually quite enjoying your—exploration and touch.”

He was enjoying my exploring and my—Oh, my gosh! I was squeezing his pecks like a man would a pair of firm breasts. Nice plump, juicy ones. Exploring them, in a similar way a man would a woman. Well, when the exploration was tentative. How strange, I don’t even recall placing my hands back on him!

Feeling a touch brave, only for a moment, I lift one of my hands, deciding to run a fingertip over a nipple, which in turn causes him to shiver and causes extreme delight in my intimate parts.

I’ve never been with a sensitive or responsive man. Each I’ve been with has been…blah. Not even a ticklish one in the bunch. I bet this man beneath my hands has more than one spot I could attack with my tongue and touch, use them to bring him to submission or even just for fun. Definitely some incredibly erotic foreplay…Why am I thinking like this? What’s wrong with me? This is not me! But he’s so tempting and I now find myself afraid! Something isn’t right here.

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April 30, 2014

Wicked #Fairytales: GOLDI’S THREE BEARS by @LeighSavage #Anthology #EroticRomance #asmsg

Happy Hump Day, folks! I’d like to introduce you to the beautifully wicked, Leigh Savage…

Leigh Savage lives in Saint Louis, MO with her husband and two children. Leigh is known for her paranormal erotic romance novels Angel of Death and Shadows of My Past. She has also written a collection of short stories called Bound by Blood and her new release Dream Dragon the Dark Side of Poetry. Leigh is currently working on her next paranormal erotic romance short Surrender to the Night that’s a prequel to Angel of Death as well as book three in her vampire series called Embrace of the Immortal.

“I grew up loving to escape in the world of stories that my Father would write just for me. So, it wasn’t any wonder that as I got older, I too picked up the pen and started writing.” ~ Leigh Savage

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Here’s a delicious taste of Goldi’s Three Bears from the Wicked Fairytales: the Curvy Collection…

Goldi’s Three Bears Blurb

Samantha Goldi has left her worthless boyfriend and plans on starting a new life, until her equally worthless car leaves her stranded in the middle of nowhere. With cell service a distant memory, she sets out to find help. The woods are dark and scary, so when she stumbles upon a cabin, Goldi takes refuge there. After showering, having a bite to eat, and settling down in a large bed to relieve some tension, Goldi is discovered… by three hot, hunky men… The Bear brothers, who share everything.

“Goldie hadn’t tried all three beds, she thought, but she’d certainly tried all three brothers.”

Steamy Excerpt

Goldi awoke, the cool air hitting her bare skin made her nipples taut. For a moment, she’d forgotten where she was. Listening carefully…all seemed quiet and she was still alone.

A glance through the bedroom window showed it had grown completely dark outside. She had no idea how long she’d been asleep. Still feeling tense from the day’s events, she took a deep breath and exhaled. Stretching, the covers slipped down her body exposing her naked flesh; the cool night air against her skin, creating goose bumps.

A wicked thought as to how to ease her tension crept in, but could she dare? Her hand gently traced over her nipples. Tugging on the hardened peaks, caused desire to course though her body.

Goldi felt extremely naughty lying there, touching herself in a stranger’s bed. The feeling made her want to push the boundaries even more. Pushing aside the covers and any lingering doubts, she moved her hand from her nipple and began sliding down her tummy to the folds of her pussy. Wetness touched her fingertips as she dipped them inside of her pussy. Tentatively at first, but her desire quickly spread and she became more brazen.

She begun to thrust her fingers in and out of her wetness; while fondling her clit with her other hand. A soft moan escaped her lips as her fingers continued to move in and out; building in force. She closed her eyes and began to fantasize that instead of her fingers it was a sexy hunky guy—one who existed to satisfy her every desire. He would thrust his huge hard cock inside and ease the ache.

~*~*~

Brent, Brad and Ben Bear pulled up to their cabin.

“Hey, which one of you left the light on?” Brent directed the question to his two brothers.

“Not me,” Brad and Ben answered in unison.

The three of them quietly entered their home. Nothing seemed out of place until they heard soft muffled noises coming from Brent’s room. Creeping toward his room, Brent opened the door silently while his brothers looked on. To their surprise, a beautiful blonde with large breasts and curves in all the right places lie naked in his bed. The sounds they’d heard hadn’t been a struggle, or someone pilfering through their belongings. It’d been the sounds of pleasure as the woman on the bed brought herself to orgasm.

Brent switched on the light for a better view of the woman. Instantly, he grew hard with desire. Unable to tear his eyes away, he watched the most erotic thing he’d ever seen.

Brent saw his brother Brad reach into his pants to adjust himself, obviously as aroused by the scene as he was. A glance at Ben showed he was suffering the same discomfort. It was understandable. She was the sexiest woman he’d ever seen.

The blonde froze in place. Staring back at them, she looked frightened but there seemed to be a hint of desire in her eyes.

He wanted to take a step towards the bed but was afraid he would startle her. Who she was or why she was there just didn’t matter. At that moment, he simply wanted her.

Brent imagined his brothers felt the same way. It’d been far too long since any of them had a woman. Living out in the woods, they didn’t often go into town and meeting women seemed to be a tricky feat. If meeting one, she usually did not want to come way out into the woods to be with them.

Brent smiled a bit, staring at her. She looked curvy all over the way he liked his women to be. Brad, was the breast man of the bunch and the perfect tits on the woman in front of them seemed to be sending him into a frenzy. As for Ben, there was nothing he loved better than going down on a woman and the lush, wet pussy on display in front of them was probably torturing him with an oral temptation.

~*~*~

When Goldi noticed the change in the lighting, her eyes had flown open in horror. Her terror now faded into a mixture of curiosity and lust as she surveyed the three incredibly hunky men standing in the doorway.

They stared at her as if she were there next meal.

With dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, they were muscular in build but each of them varied in height slightly. If they looked this sexy in their clothes, she could only imagine what it would be like to see them in the nude.

Goldi realized her hands were still touching her wet pussy. She’d stopped moving her fingers when they entered the room but never removed her fingers from inside herself. Unsure what she wanted to do, she was still burning with desire. Embarrassed at being caught pleasuring herself in their house, but at the same time, she found herself even more turned on by the way they stared at her.

Their clearly evident desire made her feel incredibly sexy. It was something she hadn’t felt in such a long time. A wicked thought crossed her mind. What would they do, she wondered, if she just continued? Would they keep watching, or would they join her? After all, she’d been wishing her fantasy would come true, of having a very sexy guy there to satisfy her every need. Now there were three very hunky sexy guys standing before her and they all looked, from the bulges in their pants, more than ready to satisfy her.

It seemed to Goldi that they were at a stalemate, as no one wanted to make the first move. She raised herself up to her knees so that she was facing the doorway, giving them a full view of her naked body. Deciding to be bold and break the silence, she said, “Now that isn’t fair! You guys have seen me in the nude, so it would only be fair for me to see all of you…That is, if you’re up for it?”