Saturday, March 31, 2012

Review of Campus Sexploits Deux

I know, I'm a day late but sudden plans made by my partner and best friend had me spending the day at my friend's place. So here we go, my review of Naughty Nights Press's second college anthology!

Campus Sexploits Deux
This is my second anthology review, and although I do love them I just don’t get many in my inbox. They are a great way to get a taste of the writing of several authors in one book (though some authors do anthologies of their own stories). I particularly love this opportunity to sample writing from Naughty Nights Press.
Twenty Toes by Nicole Wolfe
Campus Sexploits Deux kicks off with a hot, toe-sucking delight as two female roommates explore the delights provided by each other’s bodies. This short could definitely become the start of a longer raunchy foot-fest of college girls with toe-curling, sexy fun! Nicole, thank you for bringing back memories of wilder, younger days with the vivid imagery in your writing.

Binding Dean by Rowan Elizabeth
A story of a young woman ‘coming of age’ and finally getting the hot guy from one of her classes. We’ve all had one of those guys in a class or two and dreamed about what it would be like to hook up with the hottie. Lucky Sage gives a taste of how juicy and wonderful it can be. Binding Dean is one of the hottest short stories I have read lately, and that is no small feat. Well done, Rowan, fantastic job!

Late Night Rendezvous by A.L. Jones
A dark night, a spooky campus ground and the dark haired hottie from work… A wicked ride as young co-workers give in to lust and desire on a cold night, this is a hot, fast piece that left me wanting more. Eric is a scrumptious barister, and I’d let him butter my scones any day of the week. A.L. Jones, you have a new fan!

Carnal Knowledge by Maggie Morton
I have read a similar (yet vastly different) short story before and I must say that this kind of idea fascinates me: a hands on, practical sex education class. Voyeurism and learning combined is bound to be hot, and sure enough Maggie did not disappoint. I also think that a story that can give ideas, hints and tips as well as entertainment is doubly delicious!
In all, these four stories would convince anyone of any age to consider the pleasures to be found as a college student, in and out of classes. Fantastic group of authors, fantastic group of short stories. Well done to all of them and Naughty Nights Press, you’ve done it again! 

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Special Midweek Promo: Campus Sexploits Part Deux

For your reading pleasure, Naughty Nights Press presents
Campus Sexploits Deux the second book in the Campus
Sexploits series and can be purchased at the following
locations, All Romance E-Books, Amazon, and Smashwords.


“Campus Sexploits Deux” A Naughty Nights
Press Anthology


Ever do anything in college or university that was


considered “outrageous” by your friends?


Maybe you engaged in spontaneous, steamy sex with a “god-


like” classmate you’d lusted after all year... Or found that one


of your Professor’s best classes - the most memorable - was


hands on tutelage of the sexual kind... Or perhaps you joined


your roommate in a special brand of her own kink, had a girl


on girl experience, or both at the same time...


Campus Sexploits Deux is the second book in a series of anthologies all about the fantasy fun days of


youth. Four naughty college/university themed erotic short stories to tantalize and tease the senses while


giving readers a little taste of the wickedly erotic worlds these four fantastic authors can weave. Worlds


of incredible earth-shattering sexual freedom involving college or university students and the sexual


antics they participate in. Worlds you can just feel yourself fall into...


Campus Sexploits Deux Anthology Contributors List


When Shelley comes home early from swim team practice to find her college roommate, Alice, watching
girl-girl porn and sucking her own toes, she gets to dip her toes into the pool of foot worship.


Sage’s twenty-first birthday is not starting with the bang she hoped it would. Her older group of friends
had done bar hopping to death and weren’t interested in helping Sage with her first experience.


She meets up with a previous semester geography class’ object of lust, built Army Ranger Dean, and
the two go out to celebrate. Sage and the Soldier end up in the back seat of Sage’s car and an odd
request throws Sage out of the confines of her normally vanilla sex life. This is one birthday she is sure


Leila is a college student at Cornell University. One night, while walking home from the library, she runs
into Erik, one of her coworkers from the Green Dragon cafe. Erik offers to drive her back to her dorm,
and before she knows it, Leila is hooking up with Erik in the back of his car.


Professor Stevens normally teaches Creative Writing, but that’s only her day job – at night, she teaches
an entirely different type of class. With a volunteer named Emma, and twelve attentive students, she is
going to demonstrate how to properly pleasure a woman. All the men are virgins, as is Emma, so in the
Professor’s opinion, this class is intensely necessary.


The Professor doesn’t really teach the class to help out the men – no, it’s to make sure that any women
they go to bed with in the future receive exactly what they’re owed – amazing sex. And it’s to help a
young woman come into her own sexually, just like Emma does during the class. Once everyone has
taken their turn, they all leave, and the Professor’s favorite class is next – she gets out black, plastic
gloves and puts a new sign on the door to the classroom – “Anal Fisting 101.”


And stay tuned for The Phoenix's review of this tasty lesson this Friday!

Friday, March 23, 2012

Being released this weekend... The Vampire's Witch, by Kiki Howell

At War In The Willows by Kiki Howell


The Vampire’s Witch, Book 1 of At War in the Willows trilogy
Releasing this weekend March 24th and 25th 2012
Available through Amazon, All Romance E-Books and Smashwords

Synopsis:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

***

The Vampire’s Witch by Kiki Howell

Excerpt:
One draw of blood into his mouth, and her hips violently trembled. She cried out, but rather than sensing her pleasure, he felt she was casting a spell on him. Her magic poured over him, through him like blood through his veins. He felt her climax as it traveled deep into his groin, filling the area with pleasure. His cock was rock hard, waves of contractions flowed through him. Thoughts, not his, entered his head, my Goddess, Isaac Roberts, just made me come! Fuck me Isaac.
He pulled back. Staring at her, he only realized he’d left the wound marks open on her thigh when blood dripped onto his leg. He licked over tiny holes to seal her flesh, to let it start to heal, before turning back to confront her.
“You did that on purpose. You pushed thoughts into my head.”
“Yes. Mind games. I’m a witch. I’m brilliant at them.”
“But, so easily. Can you hear my thoughts?”
“If I wanted to, I could control them. You vamps don’t fear us for nothing. But, I wouldn’t do that to you. I think you know that. I think you can feel enough of me, of my magic, to know I’m not a threat to you.”
Isaac nodded, looking at her body, her skin glowing in the light of the few lamps that were still on. He realized he’d slept with the light on last night; his face exposed no less. As well, he’d slept like the dead with a stranger in his bed, unprotected. However, the realization brought him pure power rather than vulnerability. Usually, he cared little for life, but right now, he wanted to live it. Question was, could he live with that kind of change?
Like a lion over its prey, he came over her, his body feeling heavy as it met her softness from head to toe. He kissed her gently – for the first time – taking his time to savor the feel of her lips on his, her tongue rubbing along his fangs.
“I taste not only my own arousal, but my own blood.”
“Damn, that was one sexy sentence.” He smiled down at her. And, damn but he could get used to this. A connection, love at first sight, mortal enemies, he just could no longer deny or resist any of it no matter how dangerous or stupid it was.
Moving his hips, he nestled his between hers. The hard, tight, head of his cock met her warm, wet, softness.
“Am I too cold?” he whispered, as he felt her shudder again.
“No, not too cold.”
When she smiled, his heart – the one that no longer beat, but lay dead in his chest – felt like it came alive for one moment. He reached for the blanket on the bed and pulled it over them, hoping to keep some of her body heat in it. He felt deliciously warm. She made him feel so alive, like a true man again. He couldn’t control her thoughts and didn’t know how to send his own to her, as she’d just done to him, so he spoke instead. His fear of rejection outweighed by his pleasure.
“You make me feel so alive again, I swear my heart beat. I feel your warmth, not only in your blood running through me, but every place we touch. For so long, I’ve hardened myself from the world, taking some physical pleasures, but denying any existence of humanity inside myself. That is, until last night when I held you in my arms, carried you across town. You saved me, ten years ago and now. I didn’t know it until just this moment.”
“You’ve saved me too.”
“From what?”
“My solitary existence, even if for just one night if that is all this can be.”
He swept his lips over hers, their smiles coinciding with each other. He entered her then, pushing his length inside her body, feeling her inner walls adjust around him. She practically purred. Their initial slow rhythm became frenzied quickly. Her inner walls gripped him as he moved in and out of her. Her fingers dug into his back. He felt her power swirl around them again, and her voice came across clear in his mind.
Bite me, Isaac. It’s all right. I know you want to.
He did. His fangs piercing her neck sent him over the edge. As her blood flowed into his mouth again, his seed shot into her – void of life, but strong. She quivered around him, tightened and loosened, milking him of every last drop of his come as she came herself.
After healing her wounds with his tongue, he bunched the blanket more in between their chests to protect her from his chill. He moaned when he slipped from inside her. He knew though, that the lost connection would have been worse, if some part of her didn’t still envelope him with her energy.
“Better than I ever dreamed it could be,” she said as she looked up into his eyes. He knew they were still dark, but she didn’t look away. “I could probably heal your face now, with a spell, a few herbs. Not that I care what you look like, you’re beautiful. But, I feel guilty, like I might have done this to you.” Tears slipped from her eyes, tiny knives into his heart, which was just now coming alive.
“No. Don’t feel like that. You’ve already healed something in me that I didn’t care until now was even broken.”
A sound in the distance, the feeling of his family drawing near, had him moving her with lightening speed into the closet; the only hiding space in the whole damn place save for the bathroom.
“There is a door behind this wall. Get in there so they don’t feel you. I’m sorry.”
He left her there, saying something like a prayer to god only knew who, that she would be safe – remain hidden. Although, he knew already, he would protect her to his death. A vampire and a witch? No different than my sister with a werewolf? This was his last thought as the main door opened, and he shoved her nightgown and what was left of her panties under the sheet on the bed.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Review of Enslaved, Book Three in The Fire and Ice Series by Kim Faulks

WARNING: Does contain a spoiler from Seductive Sands (Only a slight one, but I feel I should include this warning as a precaution)

For months I have waited to dive in to this story. Reclaimed captured my interest, Seductive Sands tempted my appetite and now I finally get another sumptuous taste of this delectable tale. Will Natalie end up with her vampiric husband from her previous life? Or maybe the Djinn lover? Or will Ms Faulks throw a curve ball in that keeps me guessing? The anticipation is almost too much to bear!
Seductive Sands ended with Natalie waiting for Malik, her former lover, only to be kidnapped by a mysterious vampire. Now, in Enslaved, she is in a prison, tortured physically and emotionally. I’m desperate to know why and who, as is Natalie herself. Kim Faulks knows how to weave intrigue and have me wanting more. She knows the right combination of questions to leave unanswered and just how much information to give up right away. Such skill can take years to refine, and Ms Faulks has it well established.
The emotions pummelling and punishing Natalie were almost palpable, and heartbreaking in their intensity. I found myself weeping for her as her desperate mind played tricks on her. I found myself leaning forward in anticipation of what was to come. The fact that Natalie can only remember portions from her past life is quite tantalising, as she is as clueless as I am as to what exactly is going on, and just how many people are interested in claiming her as their own. Is this vampire who kidnapped her jealous of her hold over Alexander’s heart, determined to ruin her for Alexander? Or is this new player, Kaige, a scorned temporary lover of Natalie herself, like Makkah? One who wants Natalie for herself?
Ms Faulks brings in many creatures, not just the usual triangle of human, vampire and other. It’s refreshing and adds more dimension, especially when Natalie is claimed first by a particularly large Minotaur, though he, and the other creatures themselves are far from delightful of nature.  Ms Faulks warned me that this one was not for the faint of heart, and it is indeed gritty and dark, but this is what makes it all the more enjoyable for me.  Kaige’s cruelty is delightfully evil, and the description of Natalie’s suffering at the hands of her torturous captor are incredibly realistic.
Enslaved takes the Fire and Ice series down a whole new dark road, which I loved. I spent the whole time reading it wanting to know the “why”, teased with possible answers, none quite fitting in to place. It ends with the mother of all cliff hangers, a delicious torment that had me literally cry out “She’s about to what?!” My eagerness for more after Seductive Sands pales in comparison to my need for more now that I have read Enslaved. I am grateful and thrilled to say that there are two more books planned.
Fantastic job, Kim, I’m left speechless, utterly delighted and with an aching need for more that only the best manage to provoke! 

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Special Midweek Promo: Campus Sexploits Part Deux

For your reading pleasure, Naughty Nights Press presents Campus Sexploits Deux the second book in the Campus Sexploits series and can be purchased at the following locations, All Romance E-Books, Amazon, and Smashwords.



“Campus Sexploits Deux” A Naughty Nights Press Anthology

Ever do anything in college or university that was considered “outrageous” by your friends?

Maybe you engaged in spontaneous, steamy sex with a “god-like” classmate you’d lusted after all year... Or found that one of your Professor’s best classes - the most memorable - was hands on tutelage of the sexual kind... Or perhaps you joined your roommate in a special brand of her own kink, had a girl on girl experience, or both at the same time...

Campus Sexploits Deux is the second book in a series of anthologies all about the fantasy fun days of youth. Four naughty college/university themed erotic short stories to tantalize and tease the senses while giving readers a little taste of the wickedly erotic worlds these four fantastic authors can weave. Worlds of incredible earth-shattering sexual freedom involving college or university students and the sexual antics they participate in. Worlds you can just feel yourself fall into...

Campus Sexploits Deux Anthology Contributors List

Nicole Wolfe - Twenty Toes

When Shelley comes home early from swim team practice to find her college roommate, Alice, watching girl-girl porn and sucking her own toes, she gets to dip her toes into the pool of foot worship.

Rowan Elizabeth - Binding Dean

Sage’s twenty-first birthday is not starting with the bang she hoped it would. Her older group of friends had done bar hopping to death and weren’t interested in helping Sage with her first experience.

She meets up with a previous semester geography class’ object of lust, built Army Ranger Dean, and the two go out to celebrate. Sage and the Soldier end up in the back seat of Sage’s car and an odd request throws Sage out of the confines of her normally vanilla sex life.  This is one birthday she is sure to remember.

A. L. Jones - Late Night Rendezvous

Leila is a college student at Cornell University. One night, while walking home from the library, she runs into Erik, one of her coworkers from the Green Dragon cafe. Erik offers to drive her back to her dorm, and before she knows it, Leila is hooking up with Erik in the back of his car.

Maggie Morton - Carnal Knowledge

Professor Stevens normally teaches Creative Writing, but that’s only her day job – at night, she teaches an entirely different type of class. With a volunteer named Emma, and twelve attentive students, she is going to demonstrate how to properly pleasure a woman. All the men are virgins, as is Emma, so in the Professor’s opinion, this class is intensely necessary.

The Professor doesn’t really teach the class to help out the men – no, it’s to make sure that any women they go to bed with in the future receive exactly what they’re owed – amazing sex. And it’s to help a young woman come into her own sexually, just like Emma does during the class. Once everyone has taken their turn, they all leave, and the Professor’s favorite class is next – she gets out black, plastic gloves and puts a new sign on the door to the classroom – “Anal Fisting 101.”

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Promo Monday: Cree Walker's Whisper on a Scream

This week I welcome the wonderful Cree Walker with her delightful tale, Whisper on a Scream. 


The werewolves are dying. Years of war between the Born werewolves and bitten, along with a lack of healthy bloodlines, has taken its toll on the race and if something isn’t done soon they will all be gone within the next fifty years. They are a strong breed, but they have one major weakness that will probably end them all. Werewolves, like their natural counterpart - the wolves breed for life; and if there is no mate, there is no life. A prolonged separation between mates can kill them more efficiently than any bullet ever could, and the Council members are playing with fire when they use this very weakness against Sugar Lubec, the Born daughter of two Bitten parents.The Council will do anything to prevent her from becoming the mate of Alpha Jack Coon, the leader of the largest werewolf pack in North America. Ending the war between the two groups is the only thing that can save the werewolves and bring Jack and Sugar together, but can they do it before they end up paying the ultimate price for their long separation; or will that price be the only thing that can end the war? 




Excerpt
My new friend convinced me to lay out on the back deck in my new swim suit with her before the guys got home. I was almost asleep in the hot sun sipping an icy margarita when I heard Jack hollering about the credit card company calling and asking if his card had been stolen. He was mad - raging in fact - and Sarah told me not to move when I tried covering up to go inside.
Jack was heading towards the glass doors when he stopped mid-sentence and walked right into them. Thump. Sarah covered her mouth to keep from spitting out her margarita, and I looked over to see Jack holding his nose with one hand and sliding open the clear door with the other. He stepped out onto the porch with Kyle behind him, smothering a laugh of his own.
“How much did that scrap cost me?” He pointed to the suit I was wearing.
I thought I would tempt fate and play this one out, so I rolled onto my stomach and showed the thong bottom off for all it was worth. “Well, you did say you were a good roofer.”
I reached out and picked up my glass of watery margarita and took a sip before stretching out and facing Sarah. She was doing her best to keep the smile off her face, but burst out laughing when she looked up at Jack’s expression.
“I’ll pay you back, Jack. Seeing you walk into that door was worth every penny,” Sarah said, continuing to laugh and I joined her, not being too subtle about it either.
I rolled over again and sat up pulling the hat I got him off the tiny table and said, “I got you a hat.” I dropped it onto my head and tilted my face back to see him from under its wide dark brim.
“No, I got me that hat,” Jack corrected.
I giggled and put the hat back on the table before laying back down in the warm sun.
The boys looked at each other and a moment passed between them that only close siblings can pull off. Jack walked down the stairs and Kyle pulled open a trapdoor on the deck.
Sarah jumped up and shrieked, “The hose!” She trotted off, leaving me in shock, when the blast of water hit me full force.
He held the icy water on full blast then started chasing Sarah and me around the backyard while Jack stood leaning against the house with an evil smile on his face. Kyle lost interest in chasing me and went off into the woods, with Sarah in tow. I made my way back to the porch shivering and nearly falling on the wet slippery grass. Jack was still smiling as I pulled the wrap off the lawn chair and tried covering myself with the sheer fabric.
“You think that’s funny?” I said through chattering teeth.
He didn’t move except for a nod of his head. He was wearing the hat I got him with his sunglasses - like the cowboy stripper from every woman’s fantasies. With a playful smile, I snatched up the pitcher of melted margaritas and emptied the contents in his face .
“See now, I didn’t do anything but watch.” He wiped a hand over his tanned skin.
“You turned on the water.” I pointed to the hose and started to stutter an apology, when he pushed away from the wall.
“I just thought Kyle wanted to water the flowers.” He walked slowly towards me.
I looked around the deck behind me. “You don’t have any flowers.”
“No, not yet.” He kept coming, and I had to run off of the deck.
I rolled my eyes at him. “Back off, I can think of better ways to die, thanks.”
He cocked his head to the side and gave me the smirk. “Really, like what?”
That caught me off guard. “Rescuing small children from a burning orphanage,” I said after too many seconds had passed.
He shook his head no and opened the glass door again, ushering me through and closing it behind us. He ran a gentle finger from the top of my shoulder to the base of my spine. I didn’t want to turn around. I was scared to turn around … He was like a feast for the eyes, and I didn’t want to get an appetite. As if I thought not seeing his beautiful face was going to be the deciding factor in whether I threw caution to the wind and jumped him right there on the kitchen floor or not.
He stepped up close to me, but didn’t touch me again. “Did you buy anything besides this?” He pulled gently at the wrap until I let it go, and he dropped it on the floor away from us.
I nodded my head to answer his question, but didn’t dare move otherwise.
“Did you miss me today?” He moved my hair to the side, draping it over my shoulder and out of his way.
I didn’t answer; it was a trick question, and I was damned either way.
“I missed you,” he whispered.
This surprised me, and I flinched when his hand went through my hair again. “What did you miss most?” I asked bravely.
He lowered his face to my throat and inhaled deeply. When he spoke again his voice was husky. “Everything; your smell, your strength, your body …”

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Pre-Review Promo: Naughty Hot Shots: Orally Fixated by Cassandre Dayne

That's right, the fantastic vixen Cassandre Dayne makes another appearance with The Phoenix this week, this time with her Naughty Hot Shot: Orally Fixated! Watch out for my review coming tomorrow!



Naughty Nights Press is very excited to bring to you, another Naughty Hot Shots by Cassandre Dayne. This one is called Orally Fixated and will only be available at this time through Amazon.
From the 16th March through to the 18th March, Naughty Hot Shots – Orally Fixated will be FREE through Amazon KDP
Naughty Hot Shots – Orally Fixated by Cassandre Dayne
Synopsis:
Michael Jordan adored his friends – enough to drag them into a contest he needed to win in order to save his career  – and perhaps kick up his love life. While working at the hottest gay magazine in town had its perks, his boss thought of him as far too conservative to write the kinky sex pieces he’d been hired to do. It was too bad his boss had no idea just how dark his cravings really were.
Michael was determined to come up with an entirely new angle and give his sexy gal pal, Autumn, a birthday she’d never forget. After all, she had the hots for a woman and fantasized every night about tasting the vivacious vixen. What better way than have Autumn be the center of attention for a series of articles?
His idea? Host a hot party to study and depict all forms of oral sex and other sinful acts in vivid color. And just when he thought he had everything set in motion – a series of events brings out his inner wild child.
Would his boss see the real man inside and the one who had set his sights on seduction?
Excerpt:
“What’s the kinkiest thing you’ve ever done before? Tell the truth or I’ll turn you over my knee right here and spank your pretty ass.” Michael Jordan couldn’t help but give Autumn an evil glare. She’d been teasing him mercilessly for the last few years and he had a rather salacious plan up his sleeve – if he could convince her to go along. After all, Autumn Butler was a hard-ass vixen and every man wanted to get into her panties. Too bad he knew she preferred women.
“Kinkiest? Why do you want to know?” Slanting her eyes, she licked around her lips and moaned. “And you wouldn’t spank me because you know what you’d get.”
“Dear God! You’re such a tease and I think a solid spanking is needed.”
Michael glanced at James Richards – his sometimes lover and one hot man – and nodded his agreement. “I love the idea. I say we start now.” Wrapping his hand around her wrist, he jerked her up and over his knees in a split second.
Squealing, Autumn kicked out and struggled hard to get out of his arms. “You wouldn’t dare! We’ll be kicked out!”
“Oh yes I would.” Michael’s sing-songy voice echoed into the crowded restaurant. Of course, all of this had been carefully planned, including letting the purveyor of the fine establishment in on his sultry plan – only she wasn’t aware of her rather precarious position.
Crack! Whoosh! Pop!
“So hot!” James egged Michael on as his foot tapped on the floor.
“That’s it. Spank her hard!”
“Nice ass. Whew, baby!”
Hearing several men clap and whistle, Michael grinned as he swatted her again. “Bad girl. Very naughty and in need of discipline.”
Slap! Crack!
In the next several moments he could tell she was getting as turned on as he was. Michael swallowed hard as his cock beat against his tight jeans. He had to stop or he might have to do something truly wicked. “Now, see that you can behave.”
Links to Cassandre Dayne

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Special Midweek Promo: Star Search by J. S. Morbius

Star Search by J.S. Morbius, is his first book to be published. In Julez’ eyes the Third Sex deserve love and romance. In Star Search he give you a tale that he’s managed to weave with elements of criminal activity and a moment or two of some uniquely descriptive BDSM.
From the 9th of March through to the 23rd March, you can purchase a copy of Star Search at

Synopsis
Joe is a gay man who prefers to date Transsexuals.
Never attending work parties before, Joe decides to attend one after receiving an invitation from his boss but becomes a bit worried, as he is required to bring a partner.
His best friend Angel suggests he hire an escort. Joe goes through the pages on the Internet and finds Star, a stunning petite transsexual and books the evening of the party with her.
After spending the most glorious evening and all night with Star, Joe decides he will continue to book Star every weekend. When he gets in touch with the agency he finds out that Star has quit escorting and they can’t give him any more information as to how to get in touch with her. Joe becomes obsessed with finding Star and goes through a lot to find her.
Star Search is full of hot, sensuous, tender sex, with underlying currents of crime, intrigue and suspense. Lots of twists and turns, with the ultimate question being…Does Joe find Star, the woman of his dreams?
Star Search by J.S. Morbius
Excerpt:
As soon as the last of them had gone, Star closed and locked the door, took hold of my hand and led me across the front room and into my bedroom. She closed the door and walked me over to my bed, before stopping and standing in front of me.
“It’s just you and me now Joe,” Star said and leant in as if to kiss me again.
However, she didn’t want a kiss, as I quickly found out. As I leant in towards her she placed both her hands against my chest, and pushed, catching me unaware. I tried to put a foot back to keep my balance but, as there was nowhere for me to go, I fell back onto the bed. As soon as I was on my back Star climbed on top of me, and placed her knees either side of me.
“Tonight Joe I am going to give you a night you will never forget,” Star said looking down at me. “As my way of saying thank you for everything...”
“There’s no need for this Star,” I said.
“I know there’s no need Joe,” she said. “But I want to.”
Before I could say another word Star bent her head down and placed her lips against mine again. This time there was no urgency, no rushing; just soft passionate kissing. Our lips and mouths opened and our tongues danced together, like two snakes circling each other before they mate, before darting into each other’s mouths. I wrapped my arms tightly around her back, holding her as close to me as I could, and we stayed like that for a few minutes, just kissing nothing else.
Eventually Star pulled away from me, sat up and pulled her top over her head, exposing her gorgeous tits to me. Throwing her head back she grabbed them in her hands and sat there on me, massaging them roughly while grinding her groin against my rock hard cock. Looking up at her hands as she played with her tits, I reached up, slowly moving her hands out of the way and placing my hands against her perfectly shaped, fake breasts. Gently running my fingers over her nipples I reached behind her, held her tight and sat up, taking each nipple in my mouth alternately and flicking my tongue over them, occasionally giving them a little nip with my teeth.
Star continued to grind and thrust her hips against my cock before moving down until she was sitting on my lower legs. Reaching forward she quickly, and eagerly, undid the zip and button on my jeans and began to pull them down. Once she had got them as far down as she could her hand reached towards my cock, the outline of which was clearly visible against my tight boxer shorts, and began to rub me softly.
I closed my eyes and let out a small gasp at the softness of her touch, only for her to quickly pull my boxer shorts down and release my cock. Gently wrapping her long, soft fingers around my thick, hard shaft she started to caress me slowly, as I moved my hips up and down against her hand movements. Expertly she played with my balls as she stroked my cock, taking me to the brink a number of times before lowering her head and flicking her tongue over the end of my cock, tasting the drop of pre-cum that had seeped out.
I lifted my head and watched as her tongue danced back and forth over the end of my cock. Gripping it tightly, Star opened her mouth and engulfed every inch of me. As her head began to bob up and down rhythmically as she sucked and stroked, my cock. I could feel my balls starting to tighten, and knew that I wouldn’t last much longer if she carried on like she was.
“Mmm Star that feels so good,” I gasped as her hand began to massage my balls as well. “You’re going to make me cum.”
Unable to speak, Star let me know exactly what she wanted as she started to suck me harder and faster and all of a sudden I completely lost control. My cock throbbed violently and the first stream of cum erupted forcefully and hit the back of her throat. Every spasm released more and more cum into Star’s mouth and she eagerly swallowed every drop that she could, until I was totally spent. Finally Star lifted her head, a small drop of cum still on her lips and looked me in the eyes.
“That’s just for starters Joe,” she said sliding up my body and laying on top of me.
***
Author Bio
Julian Spong is the real name of J.S. Morbius, an engaged father to nine children, four of his own and five stepchildren. He is partially disabled, having been born with a neurological condition called Charcot-Marie-Tooth Disease which has caused his nervous system to deteriorate of the years, and finds writing to be the way to express his many feelings, and fantasies.
Having been writing for less than five years Julian’s first ebook, Star Search, was released by Naughty Nights Press in November 2011. His second release Addicted to Charlie is due later in 2012 from the same publisher and Julian now considers writing to be his main occupation. He continues to write in the gay male, transgender and cross-dressing genres.

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Sunday, March 11, 2012

Promo Monday: DH Black's Ravaged, Retribution Collection III

For the first few weeks of Promo Monday's, we've seen hot, steamy love. Now to shake things up a bit, with the diabolical mind of DH Black!



MIND TERROR
DH Black

     For those of you who know the real me – I write in several genres. I love writing highly erotic pieces but I grew up watching horror shows such as Dark Shadows and at the time it was a terrifying show. They’re bringing back the show and I can’t wait. It wasn’t just about vampires either. Every black and white episode was filled with something even more evil – mind control. I think we all have a bit of a darker side in us and one that given certain opportunities per say we would succumb to. That certainly doesn’t mean that we’re all serial killers but I do think if we were pushed – some of us would do something others might consider horrible.
     Serial killers have always intrigued me and I don’t mean the slash and run kind almost like some of the ridiculous “B” movies you see. I’m talking about the ones who are highly intelligent and plan every murder meticulously and live in our society as the man next door. Think of Ted Bundy – he’s a classic case of a highly functioning psychopath. Most of you don’t know I do have some psychic abilities. I can see certain aspects of the future and I can tell when some things are going to happen. I was tested years ago and while some of my ability has faded, I hear ghosts who try and channel through me at certain times. Perhaps that’s why DH is prone to writing about the worst criminals.
     Ravaged is no exception. It’s about a monster that lives inside our society and doesn’t just target victims by chance really. He or she has a purpose in what they are doing and they are also targeting a woman who has been inside his or her mind. She knows what the killer is capable of and while she’s tried to run away from her abilities for years, she’s forced to face an ugly combination of necessity in order to try and save lives. Can she do it? Coming March 17th from Rebel Ink Press.

RAVAGED – THE THIRD IN THE RETRIBUTION COLLECTION

EXCERPT
Do you hunger like I do?
Do you crave what only I can give you?
Come…be with me forever…

Hiding in the shadows, he stood watching her. It would be impossible for her to detect his presence. He was always very careful. Cocking his head, he scrutinized every aspect of her appearance and nodded in approval. There was something beautiful about her and the way she handled herself. Of course he’d watched on more than one occasion, studying her every move and every aspect of her daily routine, but tonight was somehow more special. Every cell in his body ached to touch her but he was strong in his convictions. Never would he allow himself to interfere. Instead, he remained a voyeur simply indulging in a fantasy. Sniffing, he followed closely behind as she moved through the darkened streets toward her car.
Given the light breeze, he garnered a whiff of her perfume and the musky scent filled him with hunger. Licking his dry lips, he was forced to adjust his aching bulge. He longed to taste her, fuck her and then kill her. It was his way and she was interfering, but he wasn’t ready yet for the end to come -- for forever. No, he wanted more time to play. Resisting a chuckle bubbling to the surface, he placed his hands in his pockets and glanced up at the star filled sky. After the bars and restaurants were closed for the night was the only time he was comfortable tempting his fantasies and stalking his prey. And here he was out before curfew. Smiling, he knew he was risking his entire plan but she was too desirable to resist. She’d called to him unknowingly and he had to see her. There was something so delicious about knowing her schedule.
Somehow the thought gave him a deep-seeded desire. If only he had the courage to reach out and take her here and now. No. It simply wasn’t time yet and he had to mask his true identity from her powers. They’d be growing soon enough and when they did he’d be forced to end the game completely. There was much to be done. The sounds of the city filtered into the dark area and while she was cautious, hugging her purse to her body, she was confident in her manners, her steps. Merely going about her business, she was unaware a monster lurked in the shadowed light.
As she turned what he knew to be the final corner, he heard the blipping sound as she unlocked her car door. He continued to watch her every move from the way she brushed her hair back from her face to the moment she scanned the perimeter of the parking lot before she climbed inside. She was perhaps the most beautiful woman he’d ever laid eyes on. Too bad she was going to die. At least in her death would be redemption. 
He took a stride back further into a dark alcove as the engine roared to life. Headlights flashed in his direction and she took off, heading straight for his hidden location but he wasn’t afraid she’d see him. After all he was nothing more than a ghost. When the car roared past, he stepped out into the hazy light and emitted a strangled sigh. Standing still for several minutes, he cocked his head and attempted to calm his desires. He was in too much need. Perhaps it was time for a snack to squelch the growing rage.
As he moved up the street he kept his head down until a noise caught his attention. The scent of a woman was difficult for him to resist. Hearing feminine laughter coming in his direction, he could see what appeared to be a young woman talking on a cellphone. Perhaps this was karma. He kept his stride even as he walked toward her. There was no reason for her to be afraid. After all this was a fashionable part of the city near some of the most eloquent clubs in town, many of them catering to the darker side of sex for the wealthy and privileged. The closer he came to her the more he hungered. Not only was she a beautiful creature but she also reminded him of the one he really wanted. From the girl’s long hair and creamy white skin to her very sensual manner of dressing, she was almost breathtaking and very innocent. Or was she? Honing in on her call, he grew incensed.
"No, Kiki. Seriously. That’s not what he was talking about. I tried to tell you this before," she said as she brushed her hand down her skirt. "I know. He’s an asshole. There’s no doubt about it. I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt but he was just trying to get me into bed. Not that I would mind but on my terms period. He thinks he’s all that and a bag of chips. Hell, he just pretended to be rich but I Googled him and know better. The man’s almost broke. Can you believe the nerve of him?"
Clenching his fist, he emitted a low hiss. Why were they all the fucking same? He slowed his gait, allowing him to hear more of her conversation as he eyed the darkened storefronts. They were closed for the evening. Stepping into the shadows, he waited for the perfect moment. There was no doubt in his mind he was right in doing this, saving the bitch from herself.
"Like I said, I’m going home to slide into a tub with a glass of wine and then I’m going to read a romance novel about men in shining armor. You know, real men instead of these cheap bastards. I’ll talk to you tomorrow." The second she closed the phone shut she started walking faster, the clip of her heels echoing into the dense air.
When she passed he stepped out behind her, inhaling a scent of not only her perfume but sex. The woman had engaged in some manner of carnal activity only recently. Sighing, he pushed up his sleeves and closed the distance. All women were alike – bitches. Ridding the world of their kind was his good deed for mankind. Sighing, he smiled at the thought. If only the little people knew how much he was really helping them.
The second he wrapped his arm around her neck she issued a strangled gasp that was immediately cut short by the brut strength of his muscles. "Ooohhhh…" She struggled, kicking out and catching him in the shins only causing him to clamp down harder.
Squeezing with a practiced force, the sharp crack of her neck breaking was a delicious reward for all the hours he’d suffered. "So beautiful and so damn stupid." Chuckling softly, he dragged her lifeless body into the shadows. As he turned her around to face him, her vacant eyes held the moment of shock and instant death. He shivered from the utter beauty of the kill. "My. You’ll be a perfect addition." He grazed the tips of his fingers down the side of her face before lowering his head and brushing his lips across hers. Her body sagging in his arms, he pulled back and allowed a low growl to erupt from his lips. He dragged out the knife and gazed at the serrated edges, licking his lips. As he held the sharp point to her throat he thought about the love of his life.
"Soon, my beloved. Soon."

SYNOPSIS
Erotic Mystery Writer Carrington Winters finally finished the remaining changes to her highly anticipated second book, Her Hidden Desires. On a tight deadline and seriously sleep deprived, a frenzied late night email sent to her editor lands Carrington's book and all her very secret, very personal desires in the hands of sexy widowed architect, Jackson Devereaux.

Haunted by the murder of his wife, Jackson finds Carrington's manuscript and her very guarded needs too tempting to resist. How long had it been since he’d allowed himself to go? Finally throwing his inhibitions aside, he believes Carrington’s email is a sign and develops a plan to meet her. Inspired by the sinful scenarios played out in every chapter, he sets out to figure out why she hides behind a wall shrouded in mystery. As they learn to trust and explore their growing desires, they begin a cat and mouse game of guarded rendezvous' until a shadowy murderer seeks revenge and targets their budding love. As heinous murders begin occurring, Carrington is forced to face a past she was determined to shelve in an ugly black box but secrets and lies refuse to be denied.

And as the police begin to suspect Jackson as his wife’s killer, a series of evil messages and late night sightings terrorize Carrington. The killer won’t take no for an answer and Carrington is threatened with not only her life but the truth behind Jackson’s mask. What secrets do they both hold that could tear them apart just as they unleash their wildest dreams and deepest hungers? When the killer is finally revealed, a shocking turn of events drags them both into a circle of danger one of them might not survive.

I hope you enjoyed…
Later
DH

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Shivers down my spine, in a good way of course. Thank you, DH. Thrilling, and enticing, I sure look forward to indulging myself in this fantastic read once this mad house settles down!