NOW IN PAPERBACK: Red/Demon’s Little Lamb by Marteeka Karland #mcromance #romanticsuspense @marteekakarland

Danger. Betrayal. Family. I’d kill to protect her. And from the looks of things, I may have to.

Red (Salvation’s Bane MC 9)
I need Red to see me as more than just another mechanic. I’m a grown-ass woman, and I know my mind. And if that bitch of an ex of his doesn’t leave us alone, she’s the next thing I’m gonna break.

Red: Rosanna knows her way around cars, I’ll give her that, and she’s sexy as hell with a wrench in her hands, and she may think she’s all grown up, but she’s younger than my son — the assistant DA. Anthony’s got a bee up his ass to take me down, and I’ll be damned if I’ll let him take Rosanna with me.

Demon’s Little Lamb (Shadow Demons 2)
Azriel knows the sexy college grad he’s hired may be in bed with an enemy trying to takeover Argent Tech, the company he and his brothers built as a cover for their underground activities. Now Azriel and the Shadow Demons are about to stage a takeover of their own. Of the permanent kind.

After graduation, Lamb’s excited to start her new internship at Argent Tech. First she takes a short break in the Keys, where she meets a wealthy businessman on vacation. They hit it off both in bed and out — until she finds out he’s married. Instead of a jealous wife, she has one of Argent Tech’s owners after her. Had she known the stakes, Lamb wouldn’t have bet her heart. Now all she can do is believe in her Shadow Demon…

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PRAISE for Red

“Rosie is exactly what Red needs, if only he’d let himself love her. She’s sweet, sassy, and smart. Once I started reading, I couldn’t put it down. Watching a big, tough guy like Red fall is always delightful. You know what they say… the bigger they are, the harder they fall … and boy does he fall for Rosie!”

— 5 Stars from Books+Coffee=Happiness via Goodreads

“Ms. Karland is a fabulous writer and I enjoy her MC romances. Rosanna was a perfectly balanced character who knew when to stand up and when to step back, and she fought harder than anyone to preserve herself and love her man at the same time. I enjoyed the wonderful writing and the newest chapter of Salvations Bane story.”

— 4 Cups from Delane, Coffee Time Romance & More

PRAISE for Demon’s Little Lamb

“The author did a wonderful job of writing – even though the heroine doesn’t know everything the hero is thinking, she overhears things, or people share things with her that allow a reader to find out what they want to know without head hopping or telling. It’s through dialogue and observations made by the heroine. It’s a complete picture and I appreciated that… the tale is fascinating, the writing is tight where it needs to be and I enjoyed the sparks that fly between Azriel and Lamb.”

— Xeranthemum, Long & Short Reviews


Erotic romance author by night, emergency room tech/clerk by day, Marteeka Karland works really hard to drive everyone in her life completely and totally nuts. She has been creating stories from her warped imagination since she was in the third grade. Her love of writing blossomed throughout her teenage years until it developed into the totally unorthodox and irreverent style her English teachers tried so hard to rid her of.

NEW RELEASE: Slammed (Razor’s Edge Contemporary Erotica) #wrestling #erotica #LGBTQ #kindleunlimited

Pro wrestling rivals TK and Jackson have a secret — one fans and colleagues would never believe. After their latest fight, they meet for a private, no holds barred match, but who will submit first?

Warning: This is a Razors Edge Contemporary Gay Erotica Short. Expect limited plot and character development, and lots of paranormal heat. If youre looking for a lengthy plot driven erotic romance, this is not it!

Available in Kindle Unlimited


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Copyright ©2022 Saloni Quinby

TK stood, his legs braced apart and his arms straining against Jackson’s weight. Jackson’s muscular legs draped over TK’s shoulders. His face buried in Jackson’s crotch, TK thought how much he loved the powerbomb. It was one of the best throws in the greatest sport ever — wrestling. How many other sports allowed a man to nuzzle another guy’s crotch without any questions asked?

Seconds later, he dropped to his ass on the mat, slamming Jackson onto his back. He almost snickered at Jackson’s groans and moans. Just like TK, he was fucking awesome at his job.

The ref called the match in TK’s favor and the crowd roared. TK stood and raised his arms triumphantly overhead while Jackson pushed himself to his hands and knees.

They’d been professional adversaries for the past three years, wowing fans with their outrageous battles and verbal sparring. Their rivalry had made them rich and famous. Jackson was the guy fans loved to hate and TK was the hero. They’d had more rematches than TK could count. Tonight he’d won back his title, but he knew it wouldn’t be long before Jackson challenged him again.

Most likely they’d keep fighting each other until the fans got tired of them. Then new icons would take their place, but tonight they enjoyed the spotlight again.

Jackson, now fully recovered, jumped to his feet and shouted insults at TK. His blue eyes flashed and his powerful torso glistened with sweat. Like TK, he was well over six feet and all rock-hard muscle. Fuck, he was sexy as hell. TK considered throwing him down and claiming his ass right there, but it couldn’t happen. After all, this was, for many, a family event. Besides, he and Jackson were supposed to hate each other’s guts.

TK turned toward the crowd on the other side of the ring and Jackson slammed into him from behind. It felt like he’d been struck by a furious bull.

Considering the size of Jackson’s cock, a bull was a pretty accurate description.

Screams and boos filled the stadium. TK twisted in Jackson’s arms, pinned him face down on the mat and whispered close to his ear, “Your ass is mine.”

Jackson growled and strained to glance at TK over his shoulder. Only when the ref approached to break them up did TK release him.

While the ref shouted at Jackson for his unsportsmanlike attack, TK pointed at him and repeated, “Mine.”

Jackson snarled and stormed out of the ring, shoving aside several “fans” who had been planted in the crowd just for the purpose of making Jackson look nasty.

Match nights were always exciting. Now that the fight was over, the real fun would begin.


Saloni Quinby (Also writing as Kate Hill)

Always a fan of romance and the paranormal, I started writing over twenty years ago. My first story was accepted for publication in 1996. Since then I’ve written over one hundred short stories, novellas and novels. I love to blend genres. I also love horror and a happily ever after, so if you’re looking for romance with witches, aliens, vampires, angels, demons, shapeshifters and more, there’s a good chance you’ll find something to your taste here.

When I’m not writing, I enjoy reading, watching horror and action movies, working out and spending time with my family and pets.

NEW RELEASE: Naughty Kitten by Wanda Violet O. #BDSM #DaddyDom #Erotica

Naughty Kitten (Billionaire Daddy Doms 3)
A Razor’s Edge Daddy Dom Erotica Short

Daddy always takes such good care of his Kitten. But something’s wrong. Daddy’s in a snit and I don’t know why. I’m the only one he doesn’t growl at. Whatever’s wrong, the only way to find out is to be a very naughty Kitten. And maybe — just maybe — that’s exactly what Daddy needs.

Warning: This is a Razor’s Edge Daddy Dom BDSM Erotica short story. Expect limited plot and character development, and lots of heat. If you’re looking for a lengthy plot driven erotic romance, this is not it!

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Welcome to Wanda Violet O.’s world of bedtime fantasy, where you’ll find a variety of sexy creatures ready to drink their fill. Wanda specializes in extreme kink. Monsters, BDSM role play… she’s got it all. Come take a look for yourself!

*New Release* Daddy’s Little Slut by E.D. Moans #erotica #DaddyDom #exhibitionism @EvaDeMoan

Spying on JT was wrong. Yet, I couldn’t make myself stop.

I wanted him.

Needed him.

Then he catches me…

Makes me call him “Daddy.”

Then gives me the biggest orgasm ever.

Now I’m Daddy’s Little Slut, and I want more…

WARNING: Daddy’s Little Slut is an age-gap Daddy Dom short erotica with no plot and minimal character development. If you’re looking for “romance” or a storyline, this is NOT it!

Available for $0.99 or read Free in #KindleUnlimited

About E.D. Moans

E.D. is the pen name for monster erotica author Eva DeMoan. She enjoys writing extra naughty stories that require the reader to suspend their beliefs. It’s all about pleasure and fun.

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NEW RELEASE: Kitten’s Playdate (Daddy Dom Erotica) by Wanda Violet O. #erotica #kindleunlimited

Daddy takes such good care of his Kitten. He even brings me a playmate just to brighten my day. But Max is more than just a partner to play with. He’s supposed to be another layer of protection for me in the form of a sensual pet. Trouble is, Max has been badly damaged. But I think I can heal him.

The question is, can Max be what I need, or will Daddy need to make some adjustments?

Warning: This is a Razor’s Edge Daddy Dom Erotica short story. Expect limited plot and character development, and lots of paranormal heat. If you’re looking for a lengthy plot driven erotic romance, this is not it!

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Welcome to Wanda Violet O.’s world of bedtime fantasy, where you’ll find a variety of sexy creatures ready to drink their fill. Wanda specializes in extreme kink. Monsters, BDSM role play… she’s got it all. Come take a look for yourself!

NEW RELEASE: Teacher’s Pet (Darkville High) by Eva DeMoan #erotica #apocalypse #monsters @EvaDeMoan

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Chaos. Pain. Destruction. It’s all anyone knew after the rift opened and monsters entered our world. The things of nightmares, horror stories. The beasts that hid in the night. They’re all real, and they’re here. When my parents moved us to Darkville and enrolled me at Darkville High, I knew I was to be sacrificed for their happiness. Now I have a choice… become the pet of a monster, or be cast out into the world, where survival isn’t guaranteed.

NOTE: Teacher’s Pet was first offered in Kindle Vella July 2021. The content has not changed. This is a short monster erotica with very little plot and character development.


Copyright 2021, Eva DeMoan

I stepped back into the hall and tried to make myself small. A female gargoyle walked past with her human toy on a leash. The boy was naked except for a leather collar around his neck, and his wrists were bound. Either he enjoyed belonging to her, or she’d drugged him because his cock stood erect. My cheeks warmed as I eyed him. Until I’d come here, I’d only seen naked people on TV, or on the porn I wasn’t supposed to watch. His cock wasn’t anywhere near as big as the ones I’d just had my hands on.

“Like what you see, little human?” a deep voice asked, startling me. I glanced up and saw one of the teachers, an orc called Mr. Blade. I doubted it wasn’t his actual name and had more to do with the sword he carried.

“I was just going to class,” I murmured.

He leaned and sniffed at me, growling deep in his chest. “My classroom. Now.”

I hastened to follow him, trying not to shake in fear as he shut the door. He prowled closer, his eyes nearly glowing as he took me in. He stopped beside me and reached out, lifting my skirt with his large green hand. I gasped and forced myself to hold still.

“Pretty,” he said, his voice getting raspy. “You wanted the human boy. Coveted the possession of a gargoyle.”

“N-no. I wasn’t… I didn’t…”

“I smell you, little human. Your cunt is wet.”

My eyes went wide at his words and I pressed my thighs together. I still wasn’t used to them being able to smell me. His words only served to make my pussy throb harder, the need in me building until it was nearly painful.

Mr. Blade walked behind his desk and pointed at the floor in front of him. I set my books aside and hurried to where he stood, my heart hammering in fear as I wondered how he’d punish me. Although I had to wonder if it wasn’t fear of the punishment, or more worry over the fact I might enjoy it. I’d heard the moans of more than one student locked behind a teacher’s classroom door. Yes, they took what they wanted, but seemed the girls, or boys, enjoyed it too.

“Over the desk and lift your skirt,” he said.


Eva DeMoan loves erotica, both writing and reading it. The filthier, and the kinkier, the better. While Eva has always loved monster books and movies when she saw the World of Warcraft movie she fell head over heels for Durotan, the orc Chieftan. That’s when Eva decided to start writing some monster stories of her own.

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NEW RELEASE: Dodge (Black Daggers MC) by M.D. Stewart #mcromance #secondchances @gooseandmindi

Dodge, Black Dagger MC

The second book in the Black Dagger MC series, Dodge, is a redemption story with a second chance romance, and a secret pregnancy with a childhood sweetheart.

#MCromance # redemption #seconchanceromance #secretpregnancy #WestVirginia


Someone made the deadly mistake of abducting Dodge’s son.

When Dodge’s Old Lady suddenly wants out, and his brother goes to prison for murder, all Dodge has left is the Black Dagger MC. Abandoning the club that gave him acceptance and safety is simply out of the question. Six years later, his old childhood sweetheart, Kira, returns with a surprise — their son. What should be a happy reunion is cut short when the boy goes missing.

Kira once found club life thrilling, but as a nurse, she saw first-hand how quickly things get bloody. After becoming pregnant, she left town and made a clean break from everyone. But the freedom for her son only lasts until a tragedy befalls them and she must return to Charleston.

Now Kira’s only chance at happiness is to confess everything she hid from Dodge. With his help, they might be able to rescue their son. But with both of their lives shattered by Henry’s abduction, can they learn to forgive one another and finally become the family they were meant to be years ago?

Standing with their brother, the Black Dagger MC rides together to find the child and make the abductors pay.

Dodge is the second book in the Black Daggers MC series, featuring a second chance romance with a childhood sweetheart, an accidental pregnancy, and a happy ever after proves a little danger is always worth the trouble.


Rogue cleared his throat. “I remember you, Kira. See, Dodge and I Prospected for the Daggers around the same time. We didn’t hang out much, because I lived at the Club House and Dodge lived with Jericho in that little shitty house his dad had owned. We crossed paths and did jobs together. He made it clear from the start you were part of his life. That was cool, you know. You guys were together for a few years after we got our colors, so I remember seeing you at Blades with him. I even remember you had your property cut. You were Dodge’s Old Lady.”

Kira squirmed in her seat. To this day, she kept the leather vest in her closet. She hadn’t looked at it until she packed to move home. Part of her hoped she’d get to wear it again, then reality set in and she nearly tossed it in the trash. “Yeah, for years. Three years, seven months, and seventeen days. Not that I was counting.”

The biker sat down and leaned forward, placing his forearms on the table. “Not long after you left, a few days actually, we had a charity ride. Jericho had just gotten his colors, and this was his first ride as a patched-in member. Everyone could see Dodge was in a bad way, but rules are rules. Ride or die. At the dinner that young and stupid kid killed a Wicked Warrior over the man’s Old Lady. When we decided to keep the peace between our clubs, something inside Dodge broke.”

Kira felt anger, but she wasn’t sure who to direct the emotion toward. “Oh, God.” She wiped the sweat from her forehead. “His entire life he fought to belong, to be part of something. The only people in his life who gave a damn about him, me, his brother, his club, we all abandoned him.” Hot pain lanced through Kira, leaving her breathless. “When I left, I thought he’d have Jericho and his MC to support him, and you all let him sink. We let him sink.”

“Look, I’ll be the first to admit, I don’t like Dodge.” Rogue drained his coffee. “After Jericho murdered Alvin, Dodge became an ass. He barely followed the laws of the club, drove his bike like a maniac, dropped off the radar until charity rides. Hell, he’d even start fights with other Daggers inside Blades.”

Kira stood, her anger on behalf of Dirk boiled over. “You can’t be serious, Rogue? An ass?” She put her hands on the table and leaned down to make eye contact. “You called him an ass. You probably treated Dirk like he was scum, didn’t you? Never mind, I can tell by your face you did. I know you bikers are all full of macho bullshit. None of you talk or, God forbid, express feelings, I get that. Did none of you take a moment to recognize a man who had nothing left to lose? A desperate man mired in pain, who could never ask for support. He acted out, hoping to hell one of you would recognize his cry for help. When no one did, he did everything he could so someone would put him out of his misery. Dirk Hodges became a man with a death wish! And you all stood back and watched it happening, then blamed him for it.”

Rogue sat back in his chair, his face changing from anger to chagrin as her words sank in. “Jesus f_cking Christ.”

“When you joined the Black Dagger MC, you all took an oath. You sealed it with that stupid black dagger tattoo on your forearm that you’re all soooo proud of. You promised to protect the club and all your Dagger brothers. I understand you had to let Jericho pay for his crime, but none of you protected your brother, Dodge. None of you gave a shit for what he was going through, did you?”

Kira stood and straightened her scrubs. “My break is over. No one is allowed in the lounge who doesn’t work here. There’s the door. Get out.”

©M. D. Stewart 2022, Dodge Black Dagger MC

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NEW RELEASE: Arcane Heart (Paperback) by Angela Knight #darkfantasy #shapeshifters @AngelaKnight

The wildest passion has claws.

When a pair of cops with magical abilities become the target of a hate group, they must unravel the plot against them before it costs them their lives — and love.

Deputy Erica Harris is a witch who can see the magical auras of those around her, a talent which helps her determine when someone intends to commit a violent crime. Her partner, Deputy Jake Nolan, has a psychic link with an African lion that allows him to manifest the animal’s powers.

But it’s tough to serve and protect when demagogues stoke public fear of you. As the two cops fight to unravel a politically motivated web of hate and deceit, Erica and Jake are targeted by a magical assassin hired by the plotters.

While dodging murder attempts, they begin to fall in love. But as Jake’s desire makes his inner lion more possessive, his self-control erodes. Can they afford to take a chance on love when so many lives hang in the balance?

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Copyright ©2022 Angela Knight

It was sheer, stupid impulse, and she knew better. But when Deputy Erica Harris’s gaze fell on the Potions sign, she whipped her patrol car into the nearest empty parking space. For a moment she sat there, listening to the cooling engine tick and staring at the nighttime crowd streaming past her cruiser. “You really are an idiot.”

Shaking her head, she picked up her radio’s handset mic and clicked the button to call dispatch. “Laurel County, Alpha 22, going 10-8 at Potions.”

“10-4, Alpha 22.” The dispatcher sounded bored. No surprise; it had been a slow night.

So now Jake knows where I am. Question is, will he show up?

Yeah, Potions was Jake Nolan’s favorite restaurant, and she hadn’t heard him go 10-8 — the Laurel County police code for “out of service” — to take a dinner break. That didn’t mean he’d take one now and join her.

So go for it. Call the man and ask him to meet you

Yeah, no. Much as she wanted to see him again, only a masochistic twit would want another ride on the Nolan merry-go-round. The last time had damn near destroyed her.

Yet here she was, masochistic and twitty, with the need she’d felt for months threatening to overwhelm her sense of self-preservation.

Screw it. If he shows, he shows. If he doesn’t, I’m still hungry. Erica got out, a spring breeze sighing cool against her cheeks. The Friday evening crowd surged around her, heading in and out of the bars and restaurants along Faraday Square. Her stomach growled, and she headed up the sidewalk toward Potions. She’d been too busy working a traffic accident to grab dinner. It was eight o’clock now, and she craved the greasy goodness of a cheeseburger combo.

Almost as much as contact with Jake Nolan. Her two Mideast tours as a member of his Arcane Corps team had turned the man into an addiction. Hunting terrorist sorcerers together built emotional connections that were hard to break.

The thought of the war made her automatically check the crowd, though she shouldn’t have to worry about terrorists in Laurel County, South Carolina. Still, last year’s attack by the polar bear Feral and his witch partner proved even Laurelton wasn’t immune to psychos. The Faraday Square Massacre had occurred months before Erica had joined the department, but even she could tell the whole community still suffered the aftereffects.

Breathing in to center herself, she opened her awareness to her Talent. Most Arcanists had to close their eyes to see the arcane energies surrounding all living things, but Erica was much more sensitive.

Suddenly those around her wore glowing overlays of healthy blue and green, though splashes of red here and there indicated pain — headaches, feet hurting from pinching high heels. That poor bastard on the right probably had a bleeding ulcer; that shade of red wasn’t right for cancer.

All pretty standard. She started to close her Talent down…

A block ahead, the crowd parted, revealing a tall man just as white light exploded across his aura like a bomb blast.


New York Times best-selling author Angela Knight has written and published more than sixty novels, novellas, and ebooks, including the Mageverse and Merlin’s Legacy series. With a career spanning more than two decades, Romantic Times Bookclub Magazine has awarded her their Career Achievement award in Paranormal Romance, as well as two Reviewers’ Choice awards for Best Erotic Romance and Best Werewolf Romance.

Angela is currently a writer, editor, and cover artist for Changeling Press LLC. She also teaches online writing courses. Besides her fiction work, Angela’s writing career includes a decade as an award-winning South Carolina newspaper reporter. She lives in South Carolina with her husband, Michael, a thirty-year police veteran and detective with a local police department.

NEW RELEASE: The Internal Destruction of Ourselves by Devin Lee #poetry #99cents @devincassismith

A poetry collection of heartbreak, darkness, and surviving.

The collection contains over twenty poems about death, abuse, mental illness, and emotional trauma.

For those who walk in the darkness — you are not alone.

WARNING: The content of these poems may be difficult for sensitive readers.

Available in ebook at Amazon and Kobo

Coming Soon to Barnes & Noble, Apple, Scribd, and Paperback

About the Author

Devin Lee has a creative soul and enjoys expressing herself through music, art, and writing. The mom of two guinea pigs, two fish, and too many cats, she also likes exploring new cities, hiking, and deep sea fishing. She’s passionate about animal and world conservation. You can find her on Instagram, Twitter, and TikTok.

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New Release: Gen Pop (Souls Chapel Revenants MC) by Lani Lynn Vale #romanticsuspense

GEN POP by Lani Lynn Vale is OUT NOW!!

#aboutHangry: adjective—feeling irritable or irrationally angry as a result of being hungry.
Sometimes, Crockett felt that in her soul.

And, of course, the one time that she’s being ‘irrationally angry’ would be the time that the hottest guy on the continent walked into her place of business dressed in prison orange.

She should’ve been afraid.

She should’ve taken one look at him and walked the other way.

But, she didn’t.

Crockett Archer, better known as a doormat extraordinaire, didn’t walk away from the people she knew needed her. She’d never been able to do it with a father that didn’t love her, and she wouldn’t be able to do it with a man that didn’t think he deserved a chance at love.

One look is all it takes for Zach Caruso to know that Crockett could be his.

All he would have to do is snap his fingers, and she’d fall right into the palm of his hand.

Which is why Zach turns around and walks far, far away.

He tries not to look back.

He tries to leave her be.

But then he sees how she’s treated by the people that are supposed to love her, and all cognitive thoughts seem to flee his rational brain.

One second, he’s running in the opposite direction. The next, he’s playing her knight in dingy armor.


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