RELEASE BLITZ: Haint Nothin Like Me by J. Hali Steele #LGBTQ #erotica @GoIndiMarketing

Title: Haint Nothin Like Me

Series: Haints Misbehaving #3

Author: J Hali Steele

Publisher: Changeling Press LLC

Release Date: Nov 11

Heat Level: 4 – Lots of Sex

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: 36 pages

Genre: Erotica – Male/Male

Synopsis

Warning: This is a Razor’s Edge Paranormal Erotica 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!
Shane Taylor stares at the tiny, odd smelling box on his table — the same one he pocketed and sold a week earlier. Curious this time, he breaks it open. Smoke smelling of cedar circulates his room and when a shape steps through fog, Shane stares into eyes overflowing with…lust!

Bad Badgett craves the thief who stole the tiny wooden container housing his haint. When the scoundrel offers shelter, he has no qualms about climbing in the man’s bed and giving the bastard everything he could imagine. Promiscuous as hell, Bad can’t wait to satisfy other men before trying on their bodies and maybe, just maybe sharing them with his new lover.

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Meet the Author

J. Hali Steele wishes she could grow fur, wings, or fangs, so she can stay warm, fly, or just plain bite the crap out of… Well, she can’t do those things but she wishes she could!

J. Hali’s a multi-published and Amazon bestselling author of Romance in Paranormal, Fantasy, and Contemporary worlds which include ReligErotica and LGBTQ stories where humans, vampyres, shapeshifters and angels collide — they collide a lot! When J. Hali’s not writing or reading, she can be found snuggled in front of the TV with a cat in her lap and a cup of coffee.

Growl and roar — it’s okay to let the beast out. — J. Hali Steele

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BOOK BLITZ: The Ropes by Lore Townsend #contemporary #erotica @XpressoTours

The Ropes
Lore Townsend
Publication date: November 9th 2022
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Erotica, Romance

What happens when everything you ever thought you wanted…isn’t?

Noel Carter had her life all planned. She moved to the right city and got a job in a restaurant above a kink club. She spent her nights down there, watching, learning. Being a Domme is all she’s ever wanted. Until one night, she catches the eye of the owner of the club and most infamous bachelor in town. Suddenly all her dreams get turned upside down.

One look. That’s all it took for Dane Vincent’s life to veer drastically off course. Everything he wants. Everything he desires. Everything he’s told himself he can never have may have just walked into his club. He’s made his fortune. He’s set aside his lifestyle. Is he willing to change all that for a woman? A woman who has no idea who he really is or the secrets he’s worked so hard to keep hidden.

She’s mysterious. She’s deceptive. She’s stunning. If Dane can untangle her desires…she may just set him free.

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Noel turned the old-fashioned brass handle and swung into her apartment twenty minutes later giddy and exhausted. She was filled to bursting with excitement and questions, fear and uncertainty. Luckily, Gabby appeared at her door not ten minutes later, stealing her off to sun and salt water of the beach, ready to help her process in the way only Gabby could.

“Okay, tell me everything, right now!” They lay side by side on Noel’s large beach blanket, slowly drying off after a swim.

Noel took a deep breath and tried to find a way to put her night with Dane, the swirl of emotions, the shared glances, the sensation of his skin on hers, into words. “Where do I even begin?”

She grinned wider as her friend’s head threatened to explode.

It took nearly a full hour to take Gabby through the date, her friend not even allowing her a break from storytelling when they wandered up to the coffee stand on the boardwalk to get iced drinks. When Noel was finally recounting their conversation at the cafe as they settled back onto the blanket with their coffees, Gabby interrupted.

“So, he is like a prince trapped in his ivory tower or something?”
“It was strange, like he only just realized it, but yeah. That’s the feeling I got.” “Girl, you gotta bust him out!”
Noel laughed. The thought of her doing anything to Dane was doubtful. She was

barely keeping her own shit together, so it seemed unlikely that she could offer any help to someone else. And, despite how it seemed, despite some of his comments over the course of their date, Dane must be in control. Quietly, calmly in charge of everything around him. How else could he have gotten so far? How else could the businesses be so successful? Noel wanted to allow this to be the red flag she needed to walk away.

The last thing she needed was to get caught up in a crush on a dominant man, but she knew damn well she would push forward with whatever this was between them—red flags be damned. It was too good, too enticing. And besides, the world he controlled was one that she dreamed of entering. If only she could get a handle on what it was that she actually wanted, and then get the nerve to ask for it. Noel sighed at the thought. Fat chance of that ever happening.


Author Bio:

Lore writes spicy, inner demon battling love stories. She loves tackling big issues in relationships and watching her characters struggle with their pasts and their visions of the future together.

A PNW girl through and through, Lore lives in Seattle with her husband. She enjoys cloudy weather (thank goodness), escaping the cold in February, and audiobooks of all kinds.

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BOOK BLITZ: Iniquitous by J. Hali Steele #vampires #LGBTQ #erotica @jhalisteele @changelingpress

Title: Iniquitous

Series: Sanguine Blood Seekers 3

Author: J Hali Steele

Publisher: Changeling Press LLC

Release Date: Sept 2

Heat Level: 5 – Erotica

Pairing: Male/Male

Length: 105 pages

Genre: Erotica, Action Adventure, Dark Fantasy, Paranormal Romance, Erotic Shorts, Suspense, Urban Fantasy, Dark Desire, Gay, Vampires, Voyeurism and Exhibitionism

Synopsis

Kamose, undead before he was pharaoh, has lived on fringes of the vampire realm for thousands of years. He feels no kinship to the bloody bastards. Against vampire laws, Kam kills his master, the only man who loved him. He pays for that atrocity every day. Allowing Kam’s sarcophagus to be desecrated and tossed into a pile of trash as if he were truly dead, even God deserts Kamose. Until Matthias, the thirteenth apostle, crosses his path.

Saint Matthias should have been one of the twelve apostles. Instead, he gains the position after Jesus’ death. By then he’s a monster subsisting on human blood. Every bite, every draw of sustenance fills him with guilt he can’t assuage. The only time he experiences peace is in the arms of a much older creature. A vampire so vile and sacrilegious, Matthias fears he’ll cause both their souls to burn in Hell!

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As he peered across the room, watching Matthias flip through pages of the bible, Kamose swept his thumb over the amulet he always worn around his neck — a polished amber ball held in the claws of the beetle, a symbol of immortality, resurrection, transformation and protection.

Fingering the amulet had once given Kamose comfort. The immoral acts he’d committed before and during his reign as a seventeenth dynasty pharaoh had left him in his current predicament, though.

Aware he was being observed, Matthias casually pushed a few stray strands of blond hair behind his ear as he continued reading. The apostle had the supple body of a dancer — a trim, agile build that enticed Kam every time he moved. Loathe to employ what he termed sorcery or tricks, Matty walked most places, at least those he could reach on foot. The habit kept his muscles limber, his body fit. Even without employing magic, when Matthias crossed a room, it was as if he floated on air.

The composure Kam sensed Matty feigned became annoying. “You belong to me.” They’d argued the point for days. Kam had never before vacillated in regard to his needs or wants, yet nearly a month after commandeering the apostle from the king’s home, Kam was aware that forcing sex would only exacerbate an already impossible condition.

“Never, you irreverent beast,” Matty responded yet again.

Kam had shared an infinitesimal amount of blood with the younger vampire the first time they fucked, but he needed to fully claim Matty to alleviate the present situation. He’d given the godly fanatic a way to creep into the corners of his mind he sometimes failed to secure. That access had served to ramp Matty’s aggravation to a level beyond Kam’s control.

A prime example — Matthias had used that one drop of Kam’s blood to locate Joshua, with the idea of destroying his former lover. Damn apostle will be the death of me. “For as much as I’m living, I might as well meet true death.” Kam had experienced no day-to-day joy, no physical release. “I haven’t been with a man in weeks.” That was a first for Kam. Sexual desire raged every time Matthias entered a room, each time Kam caught his scent when traversing his domain. “If you don’t succumb, I’ll pursue another.” Strong shields had been set but if he left Matthias unattended, he might find a way around them. Matthias was the wiliest of bastards.

“Why harangue me?” Matthias looked up. “I’ll never be yours.” His scowl contained abhorrence. “My life, too, has been grossly unfair and you, Kamose, are a corrupt degenerate I should have left to die.”

“But you didn’t.” Crossing the floor, he leaned in until his cool breath brushed Matty’s face. “My patience wears thin, Matty. Whether you believe you’re mine or not will soon no longer concern me.” Snatching the holy book and tossing it to the floor, he pulled the vampire from the chair and grasped his ass. “This is mine. Don’t ever forget that.”

“Screw you.”

“Well, well. Do I detect passion?” Matthias’ stoicism had slipped. “Nice to hear you have that in you, though I prefer it the other way around. Anyway, Jesus might mind you wiggling your dick in my ass.”

“God have mercy on your soul!”

“He did. Gave you to me, didn’t he?”

“Never.”

“Whatever. I’m hungry.”

“I’m not cooking for you.”

“We’re going out. I’ll show you places in town I’m sure you haven’t seen.”

“I’m not diving into any bars.”

“Christ’s sake, how have you managed to survive? It’s dive bar. So called for their seediness. And I’m talking about fancy eateries.” Kam drew Matthias into an embrace. “Don’t make the mistake of thinking I only seek satisfaction in bars. You should see some of the waiters in these places.”

Matty flinched at Kam’s use of the Lord’s name. “You, you’re a nasty prick.”

“That spark of fire looks good on you.” Kam kissed him hard, sending his tongue into corners he couldn’t banish from his mind — corners he remembered had once received him without complaint. Filling his fist with hair, Kam held the man close, gave no quarter for escape. It took only seconds to realize Matty was kissing him back. Matty’s hands swept Kam’s sides and shoulders before clutching in desperation. Tables turned as the young vamp’s mouth captured and held Kam’s. Deliciously, tongues touched, tasted. Beyond a shadow of a doubt, Matthias was as near to Heaven as Kam would get.

Drawing away, Kam stared into gunmetal eyes that showed little blue. Thunderous gray glared back. Fuck it. “No human, nor God or his son, certainly not a vampire alive can have you. No one takes what’s mine.”

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Meet the Author

J. Hali Steele wishes she could grow fur, wings, or fangs, so she can stay warm, fly, or just plain bite the crap out of… Well, she can’t do those things but she wishes she could!

Multi-published and Amazon bestselling author of Romance in Paranormal, Fantasy, and Contemporary worlds which include ReligErotica and LGBTQ stories where humans, vampyres, shapeshifters and angels collide — they collide a lot! When J. Hali’s not writing or reading, she can be found snuggled in front of the TV with a cat in her lap, and a cup of coffee.

Growl and roar — it’s okay to let the beast out. — J. Hali Steele

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NEW RELEASE: Space Marine by Marteeka Karland #KindleUnlimited #erotica #SciFi @marteekakarland

Not only does Andromeda go where no man has gone before, she resides there. Boredom is null and void in her line of work — the entertainment of space marines who seem more than a little hungry for a warm and willing female form. Yet, something has been… missing. That something might have just strolled through the doors of her station…

Warning: This is a Razor’s Edge Sci-Fi Erotica 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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EXCERPT

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If there was one thing Andromeda loved, it was a big cyborg space marine. They always had those delicious muscles that made her mouth water. Every one she’d ever met had never refused the optional “equipment” that went with the cybernetics. It always made for one delicious ride indeed.

The station orbiting Earth had more traffic than any other station in the sector. Which meant more space-weary customers starving for a woman than she knew what to do with. But Andromeda wanted a space marine. Besides being starved for a female body, they paid well. They always demanded much, but the perks far outweighed the demands.

“I want to fuck.”

The deep, gruff voice brought her out of her musings. Not that she minded. Looming over her was the biggest, meanest looking space marine she’d ever seen, complete with outer armor and a big gun at each hip.

“Lucky for you, I’m on duty, big guy.”

“Not you,” he grunted. “Not now.”

She rolled her eyes to cover her irritation, crossing her legs and propping her chin on her hand. “Sorry, big guy. We’re busy tonight. It’s me or nothing.”

He looked frustrated, but a few seconds later, he swiped his hand in front of the reader. The scanner deducted the appropriate amount for an hour of her time. Andromeda smiled. She could definitely spend more than an hour exploring, but some was better than none.

“Weapons in the locker.” She pointed to a large storage locker where he could store his suit and other weapons. The man was already working to get himself out of the bulky body armor, eyeing her up and down as he went. As she’d hoped, the enhancement between his legs was a huge bulge contained in the tight under armor he wore underneath his outer suit. “Well, all but that one.” She nodded to his crotch. “We’ll definitely need that.”

Instead of responding, he merely grunted, not bothering to try to hide what looked like a massive erection. Andromeda led him to her assigned room, palming open the door and allowing him to enter first. Space marines liked to check their surroundings before getting comfortable. It was a quirk everyone knew and respected. The marines were all that stood between the civilized worlds and the Soth in the outer worlds. Their survival depended on being careful.

She stayed outside the room until he’d completed his inspection. Then he turned his full attention on her. Excitement coursed through her at his perusal. He looked at her with a mixture of lust and trepidation. It was kind of cute, if irritating.

“I’m not made of glass. I promise I won’t break.”

“You might,” he responded, “but I’ll do my best to be gentle.”

Andromeda chuckled. The door slid shut behind her as she crossed the room to him. She swayed her hips in what she knew was her most enticing gait. “What if I don’t want you to be gentle? I’ve been looking for a space marine to push my limits. Are you the man I’ve been waiting for?” As she spoke, Andromeda let her filmy robe slide off her shoulders.

Again, lust flared in his eyes, but he clenched and unclenched his fists in agitation. “You are tempting fate, woman. You’re too fragile to deal with what I need you to take today.”

“Why not try me? You have an hour. I’ll wager your payment I can take anything you want to enjoy with me.”

“You’re assuming I’m interested in your enjoyment. I’m not a nice man. I’m paying for my pleasure. Not yours.” He sounded almost angry, but Andromeda merely smiled, not in the least bit intimidated.

“If that were true, I seriously doubt you’d be worried about hurting me. Marines may be the most feared warriors inside the sector, but they also adhere to a strict code. I’m betting you take that code very seriously.”

He bared his teeth at her, stripping off his under armor. “Then I’ll take your wager. But, if you survive, I’ll be wanting the rest of the night.”

“Not a problem, big guy. Just give me a good fucking and I may even throw the rest of the night in for free.”

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!

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EXCERPT

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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.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

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!

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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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Release Blitz: Thirst by J. Hali Steele #erotica #vampires #DarkDesires @JHaliSteele @changelingpress

Title: Thirst

Author: J Hali Steele

Publisher: Changeling Press LLC

Release Date: May 20, 2022

Heat Level: 5 – Erotica

Pairing: Male/Female

Length: 67 pages

Genre: Erotica, Urban Fantasy, Dark Fantasy, Dark Desire, Vampires, Voyeurism & Exhibitionism

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Synopsis

Feeling thirsty?

Thirsty: Monique has finally found a place where she can live out her fantasies. Little does she know the den of iniquity she’s walked into is more than just a theme club. Omen’s is the playground for every type of monster in the world.

A Thirst to Die For: When Nolan gives life to Amanda’s carnal fantasies, his own life changes. Hell is coming to pay him a visit, and he’s about to lose control.

Bane of Existence: One night spent in a human woman’s arms brought Bane, a son of Satan, as close to heaven as he’ll ever get. Now the only way he can have Iris is to convince her she wants him as much as he needs her.

A Vampire’s Thirst: Once Nolan gave all souls moderation in everything. He was good at his job, and he called heaven home — until he fucked the wrong seraphim! Now he’s a vampire slayer serving the devil, keeping an eye on Omen’s, and babysitting Lucifer’s son. Not a job he expected to hold for damn near eight hundred years…

Publisher’s Note: Thirst (Razor’s Edge Box Set) contains the previously published novellas Thirsty, A Thirst to Die For, Bane of Existence, and A Vampire’s Thirst.

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Excerpt from Thirsty

“Must be a cold day in hell. You haven’t come here alone in ages. Losing your touch or what?”

Since Nolan had been asked to keep an eye on the club, and on the devilishly handsome man behind the bar, he almost never visited without someone to make his evening more exciting. Giving Omen’s owner, Peris, a long, appraising look, Nolan’s cock twitched in regret. He’d been too busy lately.

“You asking to be touched? ‘Cause I can do that, and make you like it.” Nolan sat on his normal stool at the end of the long, shiny wooden bar, and eyed too many empty tables. “Where is everyone?”

“Resting up from their wicked weekend. And you wouldn’t know what to do with that cold dick up this hot ass.”

The sound of the swinging door distracted them both.

God damn, the woman was striking. Tall, curvaceous, with dark brown hair to her ass. An ass that cried out to be fucked. Christ. Nolan’s cock came alive. So did every other part of his body, which took a lot of doing, considering he’d been dead too many years to count.

Peris chuckled from the other side of the counter, giving his balls a noticeable squeeze. “Looks like a live one to me. I might make a play for her myself.”

“Not unless you’re looking forward to visiting relatives.” Peris had connections to the hierarchy below, but with the dark one’s permission, Nolan would send the young man to Hell in a heartbeat.

Nolan had been called lots of things — dead, undead, bloodsucker, motherfucker — and he lived up to every one of them. He was a Slayer, and he was the best. “Get the lady a beer. Let’s see what she does with it.”

Watching the woman make her way to the bar, he took a deep breath. Human. Omen’s wasn’t a place humans popped into often, and for good reason. The cloying feeling of imminent danger was prevalent, a vibe even the shallowest human sensed the minute they entered the establishment.

This one ignored it, so she must be looking for something. Or someone. The blood pulsing through her gorgeous body would soon be running through his veins. Wouldn’t kill her. Vamps didn’t do that anymore. Okay, some did, but they were the ones he took out of play, and he enjoyed every minute of it.

She slid onto a stool at the opposite end of the bar, and it felt like she’d plopped into his lap. Cum slipped from the slit on his dick, which jerked violently inside his designer slacks. He reached up to loosen a button or two at the collar of the stark white silk shirt he wore. Getting into her panties, if she wore any, was going to be pure joy. After fucking her senseless, he’d taste her — just a little bit if she was worth another ride. If not, he’d have a full meal before sending her home.

Peris delivered a cold brew and a glass and turned away, pretending to straighten the bottles of liquor on display. Nolan, adjusting his heightened vision, gazed right into her eyes when she looked his way. One hazel, one brown — not something he saw often. Tipping the bottle toward him, she smiled and nodded before putting it to her lips. No glass! Excellent. A cock sucker, and he’d bet every year he had lived she was a good one. When her pink tongue darted through painted red lips, wrapped around the top of the bottle and licked it clean, he made his move.

Easing into her mind, he sifted through all the day’s clutter. Such tiny panties. With a groan that lodged in his throat, he backed out, sniffing at the air. Sweet. What he’d unearthed in her mind made his dead heart beat like a drum. Fantasies should be played out, and he intended to help with hers.

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J. Hali Steele wishes she could grow fur, wings, or fangs, so she can stay warm, fly, or just plain bite the crap out of… Well, she can’t do those things but she wishes she could!

Multi-published and Amazon bestselling author of Romance in Paranormal, Fantasy, and Contemporary worlds which include ReligErotica and LGBTQ stories where humans, vampyres, shapeshifters and angels collide-they collide a lot! When J. Hali’s not writing or reading, she can be found snuggled in front of the TV with a cat in her lap, and a cup of coffee.

Growl and roar — it’s okay to let the beast out. — J. Hali Steele

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PREORDER: Perfect Seasoning by Stephanie Burke #erotica #aliens #BDSM @FlashyCat @changelingpress

Warning: This is a Razor’s Edge Alien Invasion/Tentacle Monster BDSM Box Set. 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!

Perfect Seasoning: I was afraid when my master came for me, when he started to play with his favorite toys. But if I suffer for him, if I surrender to his dominance, if I give myself over to his ecstasy, then I will be the perfect seasoning for this hunger that consumes us.

Perfect Spice: He was not supposed to watch. But she was so perfect, so hungry…. Whatever Master has planned for his punishment will be sure to add the Perfect Spice to his slavery.

Perfect Sense: We are going walkies. I love the sunshine on my skin, but Master never does anything without a reason…

Publisher’s Note: The Perfect Seasoning is A Razor’s Edge Alien Invasion BDSM Tentacle Monster Capture Fantasy, and includes nonconsensual and torture scenes that may be triggers for some readers. The Perfect Seasoning includes the previously published novellas Perfect Seasoning, Perfect Spice, and Perfect Sense.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Stephanie is a USA Today Best Selling, multi published, multi award-winning author, Master Costumer, handicapped, wife and mother of two.

From sex-shifting, shape-shifting dragons to undersea worlds, sexually confused elemental Fey and homo-erotic mysteries, all the way to pastel-challenged urban sprites, Stephanie has done it all, and hopes to do more.

Stephanie is an orator on her favorite subjects of writing and world-building, a sometime teacher when you feed her enough tea and donuts, an anime nut, a costumer, and a frequent guest of various sci-fi and writing cons where she can be found leading panel discussions or researching varied legends and theories to improve her writing skills.

Stephanie is known for her love of the outrageous, strong female characters, believable worlds, male characters filled with depth, and multi-cultural stories that make the reader sit up and take notice.