Special Promo Wednesday with Erzabet Bishop

On this sunny Wednesday, I bring you the lovely Erzabet Bishop talking about her Erotic Pagan Series. Erotica, paganism and more than one book? What's not to love? Not to mention it's published by Naughty Nights Press!

The Erotic Pagans Series: Samhain Shadows

If you were lost and lonely, where would you look for love and belonging?

Samhain has come too soon for Brigit. Her mother has recently passed and she is feeling lost and isolated in her new role as the owner of Morrigan’s Promise. She is not the witch her mother was no matter what she sets out to do. To top it off, her mother’s cat is ill, and she hasn’t heard from the dreamy Dr. Oliver all day.

Taking a much needed rest, she finds herself awakened by a murder of crows and a vision that will leave Brigit’s world upended.

Will a blessing from The Morrigan help Brigit find her own power?

Does a visit from the sexy Dr. Julia Oliver hold the belonging she seeks?

**Based on real Pagan traditions and celebrations, “The Erotic Pagans Series” brings erotica and romance to reality, and shares the passion of erotic romance in the lives of Pagans with everyone.**

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00FFS2KZA

Naughty Nights: http://naughtynightspress.com/nnpstore2/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=29&products_id=99

ARE: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-samhainshadows-1309766-340.html

Excerpt:

“Are you ready for tonight?” Jasmin tucked an errant raven curl around her ear and tidied the shelf next to the register. It was full of seasonal frivolity, pumpkin candles and stuffed witches riding on broomsticks.

Nodding absently, Brigit laid out the dried oregano from the garden. “Are you going to be here for the cooking class next Wednesday?” She minced it into small pieces and scooped them into a large glass jar, sealing the lid with a twist. She moved on to the rosemary. One of the things the shop was best known for was the home grown herbs.

“Yes. Have you decided what we will be making?” Jasmin restocked bags and watched as one of their regulars, Ms. Busby fussed around the Halloween display and selected a bag of gummy bats. “For my granddaughter Elise.” She laid the candy on counter and smiled at Brigit. “You look so very like your mother. I am sorry she won’t be with us this year. I remember how much she loved Halloween.”

Brigit looked up from her herbal preparations and fought not to give into melancholy. Coaxing her lips into what she hoped resembled a smile, she willed herself to relax. The woman really was a dear. “Thanks for stopping in Ms. Busby. Give my best to your sister.” She brushed her hands on her well worn jeans and pulled down the tight fitting purple tee with “Boo” written in sparkling silver letters across her chest. It was one of the last gifts her mom had given her and it felt good to wear it.

“I will. Happy Halloween!” The older woman smiled and gathered her purchases, her plump body moving toward the door like a small force of nature.

“Thanks Ms. Busby. You have a great Halloween too.” Jasmin chuckled. The woman was no more a witch than her Uncle Francis. Ms. Busby waved goodbye, clutching her candy and a stuffed cat with a pointy hat.

“Thank you dears! Goodnight!” She hurried from the shop and Jasmin and Brigit smiled. Her joy in the holiday catching.

“So, have you decided about whether you’re staying home or not?”

“I think so.” Brigit smiled. “Molly should have everything she needs for the ritual.” She tightened the lid back on the jar of rosemary and placed it back on the shelf.

“So you aren’t going?” Jasmin from behind the counter and turned the closed sign on the door. “Everyone will wonder where you are, you know.”

Brigit sighed. “I know. I just don’t feel very celebratory, Samhain or not. Bathsheba hasn’t been doing well and I have been waiting to hear from Dr. Oliver.”

“But it’s the New Year. You need to stop being so isolated.” Jasmin bit her lip and gave her a light touch on the arm. “I’m worried about you, honey.”

“I know.” Brigit shrugged, tears threatening to fall. “I just need a little more time to deal with her passing, Jas. Bathsheba is lonely for her too. She’s an old cat and I’m worried.” She looked at the phone and bit her lip.

“I wondered where that furry menace had gotten herself off to. Are you sure that’s the only reason you’re waiting to hear from the good doctor?” Jasmin wiggled her eyebrows and grinned, trying to lighten up the mood.

Brigit felt a blush creeping up her neck. “I…um.”

“Ha! I knew it. You and that gorgeous vet were throwing enough sparks to set a bale fire burning.” Jasmin’s smile curved upward in approval.

“She’s probably seeing someone.” Brigit moved back to neaten up the herb table.

“Do you at least have your poppet?” Jasmin picked up her sweater and purse and walked toward the door.

“Yes.” A small white lie. It was still on her worktable in the back of the shop, half made. The poppet was to represent all of the negative habits in her life that she wanted to burn away in the Samhain bale fire. She had made one every year since she had been a girl. It was something she and her mother usually took great pains to work on together. This year she had cut out the dolly and as soon as she began to stuff it with intentions, the void of her mother’s passing became too great.

Jasmin raised an eyebrow. “You really are such a liar. We’ll miss you tonight. If you change your mind, I’ll save you a place.” When Brigit shook her head she nodded. “Okay, if you need me, call. Blessed Samhain, Brigit. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” Taking her leave, Jasmin left, shaking her head and shutting the door behind her.

Some interesting tidbits:

Coffee or tea?

Both. Just depends on the time of day.

Heels or flats?

Flats or bare feet usually. I work as a bookstore manager and I walk a lot, so flats are much more practical.

Favorite ice cream?

Salted caramel

Favorite coffee drink?

Salted caramel mocha. You can probably sense a theme here.

What inspired Samhain Shadows?

I wanted to write a Samhain/Halloween story that captured the Pagan path and really showed the traditions used in some Pagan communities across the globe. Poppets, Books of Shadows, feathers...all of these things have meaning. The book also looks at death as a beginning and has some fun kitchen kink to inspire the more adventurous of us.

Erotic Pagan?

This series came about with a short story that became Beltane Fires, the first book in the series. Naughty Nights was impressed with the tale and a series spin off ensued. Pretty cool, huh? The idea behind the books was to highlight Pagan traditions with an erotica slant to show people how beautiful many of the traditions are if they keep an open mind. I have made the series all inclusive. There are f/f (Samhain Shadows) and m/f (Beltane Fires) so far and there are plans for more stories. I am writing Yuletide Temptation (m/f) right now, in fact and it will be out for Yule/Christmas in 2013.

If you could have one witchy superpower, what would it be?

Right now, I would love to be able to hold out my finger and zot all the housework.

How much time during the week do you spend writing?

As much as possible. On my two days off, I am pretty much planted on the two computers I work from. I write under two names and that keeps me super busy. I also write before and after my shifts at the store. My hours vary from day to day, so I adjust accordingly.

Where do you write?

At my desk in the bedroom.

Name three things on your writing desk at any one time.

Just three? *snicker*

*My stash of goodies.

*My Pop Glinda and Wicked Witch of the West figures

*Water. Lots and lots of water.

That doesn't count the absolute mountain of books, sewing things and yarn that make up most of it. lol. Oh, and my two computers. lol.

About the author:

Erzabet Bishop has been crafting stories since she could pound keys on her parent’s old typewriter. She has only just learned that it is a whole lot more fun writing naughty books. She is a contributing author to the Silk Words website,  Sweat, When the Clock Strikes Thirteen, Unbound Box, Milk & Cookies & Handcuffs, Corset Magazine: Sex Around the World Issue and Man vs. Machine: The Sex Toy Issue, Smut by the Sea Volume 2, Hell Whore Volume 2, Can’t Get Enough (upcoming), Slave Girls (upcoming) Anything She Wants, Dirty Little Numbers (coming soon) Kink-E magazine, Coming Together: Girl on Girl, Shifters and Coming Together: Hungry for Love. She is the author of Lipstick (upcoming), Sigil Fire (coming in 2014), the Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain Shadows and Yuletide Temptation (coming soon). She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster movies.

Follow her reviews and posts on Twitter @erzabetbishop.

Links:

Unbound Box Dessert Comes First Flash Fiction: https://unboundbox.com/magazine/blog/posts/dessert-comes-first

Liz McMullen episode: http://www.thelizmcmullenshow.com/lbs_episode18/

BDSM Friendbook: http://www.bdsmfriendbook.com/profile-5760/

About Me: http://about.me/erzabet.bishop/#

Facebook “like” page: https://www.facebook.com/erzabetbishopauthor

Author Wordpress blog: http://erzabetbishop.wordpress.com/

Author blog: http://erzabetbishop.blogspot.com/

Amazon author page: http://amazon.com/author/erzabetbishop/

Fetlife: https://fetlife.com/users/1709729

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6590718.Erzabet_Bishop

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Author Database: http://authorsdb.com/authors-directory/2690-erzabet-bishop

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Author Chat Friday: Even more Questions Authors Can't Stand!

Yes, that's right, I'm back for another week, with another three questions authors can't stand being asked. This week's three doozies come from the lovely Maggie Nash, a fellow Australian author. So, let's discuss these questions, shall we?

When are you going to write a real book?
In today's world of technology, the ebook is the fastest way for a reader to get the story they want; they don't even have to leave the house! So why is it that only print is still considered a "real" book? 
Now, don't get me wrong; I still prefer print over digital for reading pleasure. That's just me; I like my books "old school". I love the smell of paper. However, not all stories are long enough to be a stand-alone print story; that is nothing to do with the author, it is just simply the case sometimes. Some stories truly are only short. And in a world where digital publishing is so popular, why must a short story still be only published in an anthology? There is nothing wrong with a short story being publishing as a stand-alone, digital copy. It gets its own attention, its own promotions; it doesn't fight with several other stories in an anthology, it shines by itself. 
So before you ask an author who publishes primarily shorter stories, or publishes only online, ask yourself; why should a short story have to fight for your attention just so you can hold a "real" book in your hands?
I also would like to mention that "real books" are more expensive to produce, with very little of the money ending up in the author's hands because of the price of printing and distributing. It is not the author or publisher denying the reader the chance to read a "real book" these days; it is the distributors and book stores who take most of the profit that are making it too costly for books that aren't already extremely popular to go to print. Zetta Brown has written a fantastic post on just this particular issue on her blog She Writes. I encourage you to check it out to see that it's not all easy for an author and publisher to get a book in to being "real". Authors need their paychecks too!

Oh, you write THOSE books!
Is that a problem? In a world where women are more free to indulge in their sexuality (I'm not saying all women are promiscuous, we're just finally able to be the sexual beings we've always meant to be), it is a shame that people still frown on THOSE books. There is an audience for everything, I've always said. Single women, women in relationships, mothers, working women, all types of women (and even some men!) enjoy these books. So if someone has a problem with THOSE books, then you're obviously not part of the audience authors of THOSE books are writing for; instead of trying to belittle the authors of THOSE books, congratulate them on having an imagination, and stick with the books you enjoy. There are audiences for everything; just because you're not part of all those audiences, doesn't mean that certain subjects shouldn't be written about. 


Do people still read bodice rippers?
Personally, that term makes me cringe. But that's more because it strikes a painful image of a poor, defenceless renaissance style dress being torn to shreds, damaged beyond repair. For other authors, it can seem a derogatory term. 
As I said in answer to the previous question; there is an audience for everything, and just because you aren't part of all those audiences, doesn't mean that, in this case, those audiences don't exist. 
To actually answer the question: yes. Plenty of people do still read "bodice rippers." Just google search "Popular Erotic Romance novels" and you will find multiple Top 10 lists, "Must Read Erotic Novels" lists, and several places that suggest what to read after 50 Shades of Grey. Gone are the days of hiding Mills and Boons books because they were THOSE books; women are now boldly reading these books on the train/bus on the way to work, discussing the books over coffee and lending them to family members. As much as I personally don't like 50 Shades of Grey, I will admit that it has been a considerable help in getting erotica and erotic romance novels out of the "taboo" list, and in to the "socially acceptable" list. Heck, that book is getting a movie! So yes, not only are people still reading 'bodice rippers,' THOSE books are rapidly becoming even more popular and socially acceptable. With Mother's Day in Australia coming up this Sunday, stores are listing 50 Shades of Grey and several other of THOSE books as "Great Ideas for Mum!" in catalogues. So please, don't act puritan and innocent. There are audiences for everything, and just because you aren't part of it, doesn't mean there isn't a call for it. 

I think next month might be my last of the questions, unless readers out there have any to suggest, or any other authors have some to suggest. I have some research to do for one of the questions for the next one, so until then, please think before you ask, because you never know if the question might be something the author could consider offensive or rude! 

Hump Day Hook 3 April

Another Wednesday rolls around and so too does another Hump Day Hook! Last time I managed to get on to the HDH, I posted from Leader of The Pack; this time around, I shall once again. 
To read Hooks from other participants, check out the list here.



Derek kept stealing worried glances at her as she clutched his torn, now bloody shirt to the gaping wound in her side. The blood flow appeared to have slowed, but Krissy’s skin was pale, covered in sweat. She wasn’t doing too well.

He swore and punched the throttle again, no longer caring about caution. Throwing the little hatchback around a street corner, he didn’t pause to think about the people fleeing out of his path.

“Holy shit!” Neal mumbled in the back seat. “I forgot how much of a crazy you were behind the wheel.” Derek glanced at him in the rear view mirror, letting out a slight chuckle at Neal’s white knuckled grip on the seats.

Krissy moaned in the passenger seat, sobering the mood.

“You don’t have a first aid kit in this tin can, do you?” Neal sombrely asked.

Keeping his eyes on the road, Derek reached over to the glove box, pulled out a white bag with a red cross on it and handed it to Neal who then sat back to inspect the contents. “You know what you’re doing?”

“Of course I do. I was supposed to be a doctor remember, until…” They both knew exactly what Neal meant; the party that had changed both of their lives. “I may spend most of my time as a wolf, but the knowledge is still up here,” he continued, tapping his head.

Promo Monday with Kameron Brook and Dirk Tylor

Today I have a very special promo as writing duo Kameron and Dirk join me on The Naughty Pages. So, let's take it away and find out more about these two delights. 

Hello, Dirk and Kam, and a very warm welcome to The Naughty Pages. I’m thrilled to have you here
today to discuss your writing.

(Kam) Thank you. We are happy to be here as well!!

~So tell me, what specifically do you write?


(Kam) Thank you. We are happy to be here as well!!

~So tell me, what specifically do you write?


(Kam) We write erotic short stories, which cater to a variety of readers – gay, lesbian, and straight.

~What type of writer are you; do you plot it out or, like myself, are you a pantser?

(Kam) For the most part, we simply think of an idea, type, and go. Rarely will we plan anything out. However, if there is a certain event one of us wants added to a section of a WIP, we will leave a note on the MS to insert it at a specific location.

~Why did you first take up the pen, so to speak?

(Kam) Dirk and I enjoyed sharing our fantasies with each other so much we decided to share them with our FB fans. After much positive feedback, we decided to submit. Dirk was first to get picked up. I followed close behind him a couple months later.
Delightful! No one better than your fans to decide if it's any good or not!

~Did you always know you would write? Or are you a newbie to the craft?

(Kam) I’ve always loved sharing my thoughts, feeling, and ideas with people. I’m glad that I was picked up, we both were. Because of it, many more people can enjoy our erotic minds and adventures.

~You write specific genres, do you find them enjoyable to read as well?

(Kam) If I didn’t, I wouldn’t write the genre. I believe you must like to read what you write. Don’t you agree? J
I absolutely do! You'll find my shelves stacked with paranormal goodies!

~As a writer, who is an idol of yours? ~Is it the same person for you as a reader? If not, who is your favourite author to read?

(Kam) There are many authors that I follow. They keep me motivated. Plus, they are just fun to read. Top ten favorite authors: Christine Feehan, Cheyenne McCray, James Patterson, Maggie Shayne, Lora Leigh, Pamela Palmer, JR Ward, Keri Authur, Lara Adrian, Kresley Cole, and Gena Showalter.
Some familiar names in there!

~Are there any shoutouts you’d like to make?

(Kam) I want to thank everyone who has read one or all our stories. It still amazes me anyone has picked one up and to know they have and enjoyed them, mind-boggling. For those who haven’t yet, give us a chance. I know you won’t be disappointed. We are like Lay’s potato chips ---addictive!
I do know what you mean. If it wasn't for the fans, we'd be writing entirely for ourselves. To write for both is always a pleasure.
Thank you both for your time, it was a pleasure getting to know you, and all the best for your writing!


Bio: Kameron and Dirk, a passionate couple in and out of the bedroom, has decided to join forces and bring their erotic imagination to life with words. Their solo stories are electric; however, the works they create together will practically sizzle off the page. Yes, they might live in a quiet suburb neighborhood, but they’re anything but tame and unadventurous. A fact you shall read and learn about soon enough. 

Contact info:
Blog: http://www.dirkandkam.com
Facebook Author page: https://www.facebook.com/DirkandKam
Goodreads' links: 
http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5781386.Kameron_Brook
http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5120666.Dirk_Tyler

Amazon Author Pages:
http://amazon.com/author/kameronbrook
http://www.amazon.com/Dirk-Tyler/e/B00A8IDHMC/


Kam and Dirk collaboration – “Sinfully Delicious” (Latest release)
Christine's been without a man for far too long, so she lets her BFF Jasmine talk her into speed-dating. Unfortunately, far too many of her dates are romantic non-starters -- in the worst way. But all it takes is one... and when the right man comes along, he's Sinfully Delicious.

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1996
Goodreads Link

Dreams Really Do Come True - Kam & Dirk
Angi didn't plan on sleeping with her co-worker. She was still getting over a failed relationship. However after a night of movies, and too much wine, Angi passed out and then the most vivid dreams occurred. When she woke, she didn't fight the spark brewing all night. Angi took the initiative and made her dreams come to life.

Buy From: [kindle]
Goodreads Link

Welcome to the Neighborhood - Kam & Dirk
Whit and Miguel are happy together, but when Meaghan moves in next door they decide they'd like to add a third to their household.

Buy From: [kindle] • [nook] • [changeling] • [ARe]
Goodreads Link

New Beginnings - Dirk & Kam
Eileen and Mitch have a happy marriage, but they've decided it's time to spice things up. Ashley and Travis seem like the perfect match.

Buy From: [kindle] • [nook] • [changeling] • [ARe]
Goodreads Link

Girls' Night Out - Kameron Brook
Emily's never been the daring type. Nor the kind of woman who does public displays of affection. But Neeka's order awakens the thrill-seeker hidden deep inside. For three long weeks, Emily has kept her crush on Neeka a secret. Tonight she's going to act out her fantasies and claim the woman of her dreams.

Buy From: [kindle] • [nook] • [changeling] • [ARe] • [kobo]
Goodreads Link


Voyeur - Dirk Tyler
After a long day at a business conference, Nate meets Jay over drinks. Then Brooke, Nate's wife, gives him a devilish idea. What happens next is beyond anything Nate could have imagined. Brooke's sexy, playful mind sets the stage for an encounter Nate and Jay will never forget.

Buy From: [kindle] • [nook] • [changeling] • [ARe]
Goodreads Link

More Common Questions Asked of Authors, with Phoenix Johnson

Another month is under way and we're back to me for Author Chat Friday. Last time I covered three of the most common questions asked of authors; "Will your book be in print?", "What happens in the next one?" and "Being an author must be so awesome, you get to stay at home all day!".
This week, I have another three doozies authors are asked or may overhear readers saying. What I'm aiming for with these posts is to let readers know that the obvious questions are questions we are tired of hearing, and there are some that are down-right rude and disrespectful. So please, next time you get the chance to talk to an author, be they friend, family, or your favourite author of all time, just stop and think before you speak. You'll be doing everyone involved a huge favour!

"I love *insert favourite character here* from your book. I'm thinking about writing my own novel, do you think I could use *aforementioned favourite character*?" 

Derek: please don't "borrow" him!

Yes. Sure. Because we love having the characters we worked so hard for to be "borrowed" and, in a lot of cases, not credited back to us. (Sarcasm, by the way) NO! Fan art can be great, I will admit, but when it starts to make money and become famous, then there could be a problem. Copyright. The author who originally wrote that character/storyline has legal ownership of that character/storyline, and if it can be proven that the now-famous-fan-art has indeed used said character/storyline without accrediting it to the original author, the fan-art author can find themselves on the wrong end of a law suit. Imitation may be the sincerest form of flattery, but when we're talking about intellectual property, then it's called theft. So please, if you're interested in writing your own story, put the same amount of hard work and thought in to creating something original, just like your favourite authors have done. Sure, the fan-art thing worked for some authors, but many others would face law suits. So play it safe, and create your own. You'll find more satisfaction from creating your own worlds, characters and stories anyway, believe me!

"What is the wildest/weirdest thing you've done in the name of research?"

I get that, with erotica especially, it's a natural reaction for a reader to be curious. Has the author tried those positions? Is this what the author enjoys sexually? Now, while the want to have those questions answered is natural, please, PLEASE do not ask us. What we write and what we do in private are often completely different. What we write is supposed to be fairly wild to get your attention; what we do in private... well, that's private. Think of it like this: would you ask your siblings what they're craziest sex-capade is? More than likely not. So please, when it comes to our sexual lives, think of us as a sibling; too much information! 
As for non-erotic... well, that comes down to the author, if they want to share or not. I know myself, after seeing the first Saw movie wondered what the heck made the writers think of those storylines. And I did wonder if they'd tried any of that for real... Then I thought I really don't want to know... So for the non-erotic authors, you could probably ask, but I wouldn't promise an answer. It's an irksome question!
Now, this leads on to the next question...

"Have you done everything your characters do in the story?"

Well for some stories, it's physically impossible. I mean, there are some characters that fly, for crying out loud, or, like in Wolf Smitten, there are werewolves or other paranormal creatures. Just not possible, though it can be fun to pretend. However a lot of authors live vicariously through their characters. What they write is what they'd love to do but don't have the courage or time to. Thinking that authors do everything that their characters do, out of research or just because authors write what they know, is a little naive. Some authors are able to actually live their books; most of us have to settle for less. Doesn't mean we're not happy, we just don't all have the crazy, dreamy lives that we give our characters. 

So hopefully I've helped enlighten you some more on what authors hate being asked or hate overhearing. We're people too, just like you. If that question might annoy you, then it will probably annoy an author, so think before you ask. I would also like to thank Delena Silverfox, Angela Castle and Imogen Nix for helping me with the questions this week!
Thank you!

I'm pleased to welcome Gemma Parkes back to The Naughty Pages to talk about a new release of hers.

Hi Phoenix,

Thank you for having me over on your brilliant blog today to tell you all about
my latest anthology! I have called it ‘Erotic Encounters’ and it contains four of my hottest stories including my best seller ‘The Slipper for Rose.’

Synopsis:

• The Slipper for Rose: Rose is a bad girl. Her college is tired of her anti- social behaviour. When a new master starts working there (Mr. Philips) he thinks he might just have the solution and set's about making it at once. It is only a matter of time before Rose finds herself locked in her master's office. Her behaviour, it seems, is a punishable offence, will she learn her lesson?
• Alice’s Initiation: When Tom first met Alice she was a sweet, virginal girl of twenty three who still lived at home with her parents. A virtue that sexual predator Tom found irresistible. He soon set about seducing Alice, taking his time to gain both her love and her trust. It wasn’t long however, before he grew tired of her chaste approach and encouraged her to join him in a whole new world of sexual experiences. Alice soon became a willing participant in her initiation process.
• In Lust with Lucy: Eve is disinterested in the mindless chatter about men and relationships that she hears daily from her colleagues at work. The secret object of her own desire is a work mate called Lucy. When Lucy calls around one evening and catches Eve in a compromising situation it would seem as though all her fantasies are about to come true.
• Three’s Company? An unexpected ménage a trios brings thrills and excitement for two flat sharing young women. However, along with the excitement there is much soul searching. And for one of the girls, it is an experience that’s about to change her life forever.

Excerpt: (The Slipper for Rose)

Two weeks to the day after his arrival Mr. Philips, along with another member of staff heard a terrible commotion on the corridor outside the science block. They rushed out just in time to see Rose, with her hands full of black curls, shaking another girl and shouting very loudly in her face that if the girl had given her boyfriend head he would not have needed to get it from her. The teachers sighed before pulling the girls apart.
“I’ll deal with Rose.” Mr. Philips said, leaving his colleague to take away the shaken victim of Rose’s temper and attempt to calm her down.
“My office Rose.” he told her, turning swiftly on his heels knowing that she would follow him arrogantly.
Once inside and with the door locked safely behind them, Rose turned on the charm, her large blue eyes a picture of innocence.
“She attacked me.” she said looking incredulous.
Mr. Philips looked at her carefully. She was very pretty. Her perfect oval face
sported full, pink lips and her blonde mane of hair tumbled untidily over her
shoulders, it was as unruly as her nature. Rose certainly had a body to tempt any man, young or old, and she showed it off to him now, pushing her breasts outwards and leaning against his desk, her legs slightly apart. He felt his throat tighten. He had been patiently waiting for this moment.
“Did you sleep with that girl’s boyfriend?” he asked calmly.
Rose walked over to him swaying her hips and fixing him with a deep stare,
“No,” she said, “I just blew him.”
He groaned inwardly keeping his expression firm, “Are you sorry Rose?”
She laughed, tossing her head back so that her hair cascaded provocatively down her back.

“Why should l be?” she licked her lips, “It was really good.”
Mr. Philips stood up to his full height and looked Rose right in the eye.
“If you want to remain in College,” he said sternly, “You will stop upsetting
everybody.”
Rose pouted and flounced towards the door.
“If l have need to bring you back here Rose,” he continued, “I will take matters much further, do you understand.”
“Whatever.” Rose replied. She closed his office door behind her and thought him the same as all the rest. All mouth and trousers she laughed to herself, especially the trouser part. She could do what she wanted; the college needed her fees and would never kick her out.
Mr. Philips breathed deeply and stared at the closed door; he reached inside his filing cabinet for his toolbox before taking out his electric screwdriver, two wooden blocks and some items he hadn’t used since his last post. Then removing his jacket and draping it carefully over the back of the chair he set to work at once. He knew in his gut that Rose would be back within the week. He wanted to be ready for her.

Buy Links:

http://www.amazon.com/Erotic-Encounters-four-tales-ebook/dp/B00AUV5CYI

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Erotic-Encounters-four-tales-ebook/dp/B00AUV5CYI

Author Biography.

Gemma Parkes is a freelance writer from the UK who specializes mainly in Erotic fiction. Her writing covers a variety of sexual genres.
Previous publication credits:
Anthology inclusions:
Train Whore - Girl fever – Cleis Press
Access all Areas –Back Door Lover – Ravenous Romance
Cassandra – A Wicked and Wanton All Hallows Eve – Naughty Nights Press
Scarlet – Behind Stone Walls – Yellow Silk Dreams
Novellas:
Pleasing Mia – Rebel Ink Press
Plus many self published titles, including:
Making Waves
Park ‘n Ride
Submit to Me… and many more.
You can contact Gemma by visiting her blog
http://gemmaparkes.blogspot.com/
Facebook http://www.facebook.com/#!/gemmaparkesbooks
Twitter https://twitter.com/GemmaPar

Promo Monday with Cassandre Dayne's Staged Whispers

This week, I welcome Cassandre Dayne back to The Naughty Pages to talk about her upcoming release for Naughty Nights Press: Staged Whispers! Ms Dayne is known for her steamy writing, and I expect that this will be no disappointment, either. So, without further ado, take it away, Cassandre!!

STAGED WHISPERS
What happens when something from your past is so horrible you simply can’t face the ugly demon living inside of you? That’s the premise for Staged Whispers, my upcoming m/m/m release with Naughty Nights Press. I think we all hide from something in our past. We try and avoid conflict often in our present day lives so imagine if we held a dark secret close to our heart and mind? Some people have difficulty coping and their have a break in their personality, sometimes resulting in multiple personality disorders. But what if there was more going on, something so dark and evil no one had any idea what to do with the ugly being?
Are there creatures that go bump in the night? In my mind there are. I believe in ghosts and goblins, beings who can’t quite let go of the life they once had. There are countless stories about people who honestly see and communicate with spirits. Many people can also guide spirits, enabling them to take the passage to the other side. These people are Empathic, able to see into human minds as well. Then there is a lot of unknown with what the mind can do. Hmmm… Curious yet?
In Staged Whispers, I bring all the above into a story involving the frailty of heart. Can love conquer all? Perhaps and then sometimes it’s the killing force. I hope you enjoy a tiny taste.


SYNOPSIS

When secrets and tragedy threaten to destroy three lives, will the friends and lovers learn to face their personal demons or succumb to the horror of tragedy?
Cole Dumont, Dylan Wyler and Brandon Foster were old chums who decided just out of college to open Forever Green Lawn. Their business catering to the wealthiest families in Fort Lauderdale, their pristine reputation afforded them every indulgence. Unable to disclose their gay lifestyle, they sequestered their dark desires, sharing passion as well as their lives. Terrified to admit their needs, they all hid behind a mask. The reasons were too damning to admit – at least for one of the men.

When a horrifying accident nearly claimed Dylan’s life, Cole and Brandon were given a last request, one they were unable to refuse. As Dylan’s mysterious past finally became known, a series of mysteries dragged them all into a private hell. The truth was far too damning.


EXCERPT
No matter where you run or how you try to get away from me, you never will. One day you will learn what you did to me, what you forced me into. One day you’ll suffer as I have and then you’ll understand what it means to be damned. Just like you should be. You’re the monster… You’re the murderer… If you’re a smart man you’ll do the world some damn good. Fucking kill yourself.

Opening his eyes slowy, Dylan Wyler remained unmoving, fear racing through him. He was no longer certain whether or not what he was hearing was real or scattered whispers from one of the same nightmares he’d been having for the past few months. Why had the horrid visions come back? He’d been asking the question over and over again and there were no real answers. There was nothing traumatic going on in his life,
yet he was unable to sleep for fear of seeing him. Him. The thought alone made Dylan cringe.
My God, he was losing his mind. He had to be. The nauseating headache wasn’t helping. Every time he had one of his vivid nightmares, he was left terrified and his head nearly splitting in two. Turning over, Dylan groaned, every muscle in his body aching. Dylan quickly realized he was soaked in his own sweat, another regular occurrence. Resigned he wasn’t going to be able to go back to sleep, he threw back the covers and studied the celing for a few minutes. Finally crawling out of bed, he padded toward the set of French doors and glared at the illuminated sky. Maybe the full moon had something to do with his wretched dream. Snorting, he opened the door and inhaled the wafting night scents as he walked out onto the deck. Nothing in nature could have this kind of effect on him.
As he walked down the set of stairs, he thought about the ugly words. Monster. Murderer. Perhaps he was indeed nothing more than a terrible person, a monster deserving some form of punishment. Dylan stood by the pool, honing in on the way the moonlight shimmered off the water, and reflected on his life. He had everything he’d ever wanted from an incredible home, a fabulous company he was part owner of, and two men in his life who shared everything with him including being lovers. By all rights he should be one esctatic man. Instead, he was miserable.

Dylan turned to look at the darkened house before stripping off his damp clothes and tossing them across a chair. Maybe a dip into the pool would soothe his aching body, help his frazzled mind. Slipping into the cool water, he managed to swim a few laps before surfacing at the other end of the pool. His heart was racing and the headache was making his eyes water. Dylan closed his eyes and laid his head on his arms, praying to God for some kind of relief from the pain in his head and the ache in his heart.
A few seconds later he heard the sound of a splash and couldn’t help but smile. The moment a hand brushed across his neck and down his spine, Dylan exhaled. He knew instantly which man from the house was touching him. “Cole.”
Cole Dumont leaned over, kissing Dylan’s shoulder as he wrapped one arm around Dylan’s waist, pulling him back against his chest. “I thought I heard someone outside splashing around.”
“You’re a terrible liar,” Dylan whispered, taking comfort in the large man’s arms. There was something special he shared with the sexy black man, more than he did with their other housemate. For some reason Dylan simpy felt safe around Cole. They remained quiet for a few minutes and tension eased from Dylan’s body.
“Another nightmare?” Cole turned Dylan around slowly. He cupped the side of Dylan’s face, his thumb sliding back and forth across Dylan’s mouth.
“It’s okay. I just couldn’t sleep.”
“Now who’s the liar?”
The growl in Cole’s voice gave Dylan a smile. Somehow Cole always had been able to see through him, understanding his subtle mood swings. Cole never pushed him to say or admit his ragged emotions, something Dylan was grateful for. Lately, Dylan knew the swings were increasing, bordering on opposites ends of the spectrum. “Seriously, I’m just stressed about work.”
“Hmm… You have been working too many hours.” Shifting back, Cole seemed to be studying Dylan in the dim lighting. “And you’re not eating.”
“I haven’t been hungry.” Palming Cole’s chest, Dylan kneaded the hunk’s muscles and instantly his cock throbbed. As the muscle slid against Cole’s leg, he grinned mischievously. “Evidently my body parts are working.”

I hope you’ve enjoyed
Kisses xxx
Cassandre
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Oh this does look wickedly enticing! Now, don't forget that comments are always welcome! Stay tuned for the release of Staged Whispers at the end of the month.
As always, Cassandre, was a pleasure having you here on The Naughty Pages ;)

ALL NEW: Author Chat Friday with Alysha Ellis

I did promise on Twitter that there would be a new feature, and so here it is! Myself and three other authors will be doing regular, rotating posts of a Friday now about anything that crosses our mind. You can leave a comment if there is a particular topic you would like one of us to talk about, or just to comment on the topic under discussion. We don't bite. Hard ;)
So, to kick off this new feature on The Naughty Pages, I'd like to welcome, for the first time, fellow aussie author Alysha Ellis! 


Sex and the Fountain of Youth

I have a black and white photo of my great-grandmother. Her hair is pulled back in a tight bun; she has round, wire-framed glasses and a grim expression on her face. Her cotton dress ends at an unflattering point just below her knees. Her black, lace-up low-heeled shoes are the very definition of sensible. She was just thirty and she looks old.

Times have changed. Not only do we live longer…but we enjoy ourselves while we do it. Mature women refuse to go silently into that good night. We grasp life with both hands and enjoy the hell out of it.

We dress however we want. No thick, beige stockings and conservative lace-ups for us. Check out the boots I just bought. Age inappropriate? You bet. And I’m wearing those suckers anyway. Why? Because I can!

And you know what else women feel free to do now? Admit that, hell yeah, we’re interested in sex. Reading about it, talking about it, looking at pics of hot guys, or gals or any combination thereof.

The Fifty Shades of Grey phenomenon, no matter what you actually thought of the book, brought women’s interest in matters sexual out into the open. I have had people who always knew I wrote erotic romance but thought it best not to mention it, who now are happy to ask me if I write stories like that?

The simplest reply is “Yes.”

Whatever you think of E.L. James’ book, she’s done all of us erotic readers and writers a favour. She is making erotica acceptable. I’ve seen women in their seventies buying the book, young women buying it for their mothers, older women buying it for their friends.

I don’t know if my great-grandmother would have wanted to read it. Maybe like so many women of her time her natural inclinations were suppressed and disguised to the point they didn’t know they existed, but I’m glad I live in a time where sexuality and sensuality are celebrated. I love the idea of women
exploring their wants and needs and doing it openly and proudly.

My most recent release, Downunder Heat explores this idea.

The main character, Kitty, is a divorced woman whose daughter has grown up and left home. For the first time Kitty is free to do what she wants with her life, and she sets off from the UK for a working holiday in Australia. She meets Zakk, and what follows is a sizzling affair with a younger man whose energy and enthusiasm takes Kitty on the kind of sexual adventure she’d only dreamed of.

“What brought you to Australia?” Zakk asked, his voice pitched low, velvety and smooth.

Ignoring the tingles skittering up and down her spine, Kitty replied, “My daughter moved out to go to university, so I took the opportunity to escape.” She winced. Great move. Mention that she had a child at university just in case he hadn’t already noticed how much older than him she was.

“Interesting word—escape,” he said. “You ran a long way from home.”

“I always wanted to see Australia. I watched Neighbours and I—”

His shout of laughter cut her off. “I hope you weren’t expecting all of Australia to be like that,” he said. “People are as ordinary here as they are in the UK.”

Yeah, right. And Zakk was just your ordinary, everyday, run-of-the-mill, movie star- handsome, lifesaving hero who spent his weekends volunteering at the beach. The kind you bumped into on every dull, grey street corner in rainy, wintery Britain.

“Kitty, if you look at me like that, I’m going to have to…” He leant forward and brushed a kiss across her lips.

Kitty’s mouth opened on a soft, “Oh…”

“Oh, yes,” he echoed, and he slipped his arms around her and pulled her closer. His mouth settled over hers, shaping and holding, his tongue sliding along the seam, seeking entrance.

He tasted warm, like coffee and salt and something new and exciting. Something sensual and musky and Zakk. Her heartbeat sped up, zinging her blood around her body, lighting little flames that fizzed and sparked into life. She lifted her arms and cupped the back of Zakk’s head, the silken caress of his dark hair against her palms erotic and enticing.

He slid his hands down her back, gripped her hips and pulled her forward to the edge of the chair. Kitty tensed as reality crashed back in. Hers were the hips of a mature, slightly plump woman, not the long, lean shanks of an Australian beach babe. Almost as if he thought the same thing, Zakk broke off the kiss and pulled back. Her face began to flame, not with passion but with embarrassment, as Kitty waited for the brush-off.

Zakk opened his mouth and Kitty braced herself.

“I want you, Kitty. Come to bed with me.”

What he’d said was so different from what she’d expected it took a moment for it to sink in. “Me. You want me? But I’m—”

“Gorgeous. Your skin is so soft, so English, and you… Kitty, you’re so…” He ran his hands through his hair. “Am I allowed to say feminine? Sweet? Definitely gorgeous? I don’t want to be politically incorrect and say the wrong thing.”

He’d called her sweet and gorgeous and he was afraid she might object? He was mistaken, or he’d had far more to drink than he realised and she really
ought to set him straight, but before she could say anything he leaned in
for another kiss and any attempt at rational argument disappeared. She let
herself fall into him. Reason, prudence, caution fell with her.

Downunder Heat at Amazon or All Romance eBooks

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Well, I definitely look forward to seeing more of Alysha! Promos will only be on Mondays now (making an exception with these first posts so you can get to know the authors a little more), and these Author Chat Fridays will be about whatever topic grabs the attention of these other lovely ladies or myself, or even what a reader might write in and ask about. So feel free to leave some love and maybe some suggestions for future topics. I look forward to seeing you next week. As yet, who is on next week is undecided as this is a new idea, but we're working on sorting out the rest of the roster. Whoever it is, I can assure you, it will be quite a Chat! Until then, don't forget to leave a comment!