#bookrelease – Optical Illusions – by Gayle Stanley @evernightpub

OPTICAL ILLUSIONS by Gale Stanley

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Hi Everyone! I’m very excited to share my new book with you. Optical Illusions is special to me for so many reasons. I gave free rein to my characters and they took me in a different direction. I’ve been writing mostly MM romance lately, and the main character in this book is a woman. Maggie really got into my head, and I knew I had to write her story in first person POV. I usually write in third.

The story is fiction, but I included a few things that are near and dear to my heart. The setting is my hometown, Philly, and one of my cats plays a supporting role. I did change his name to protect the innocent.

Here’s a sneak peek at Optical Illusions. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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Maggie’s troubled past makes her seal off her heart. She shuts everyone out, and puts all her energy into work, but suddenly, she’s having erotic fantasies about her two bosses. They’re perfect. Good-looking, intelligent, caring… Everything a woman could want. But they only have eyes for each other.

Michael and Aaron have been a couple since college, but one thing is missing from their relationship. They’re bisexual and they miss having a woman in their lives. Maggie would be the perfect addition to their family. She’s beautiful, smart, compassionate… But they’re sure she’ll never accept their unconventional lifestyle.

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Excerpt:

Jack leans toward me, and I don’t back away. It’s just a kiss. What harm can it do? His fingers tangle in my hair, and I inhale his spicy cologne. The exotic fragrance intoxicates me. Our mouths meet and I whimper. His prodding tongue slips past my lips. I like the prickly feel of his ‘stache and I wonder how it would feel on other parts of my body. Now I’m wet with anticipation.
Jack’s lips trace a path along my jaw. His tongue traces the rim of my ear while his hand inches up my thigh and reaches the edge of my panties. He fingers the damp lace, and I start squirming on the cool leather. I’m soaked, and suddenly embarrassed. I pull back and press my legs together.

“Don’t play hard to get,” he says. “I like a woman who’s responsive.” He kisses me again, and then pulls my dress down off my shoulders, trapping my arms.
No. “Yes,” I hiss.

Jack’s eyes focus on my chest. He pushes down the cups of my bra, exposing my breasts. His warm palms cover them. I’m not the good girl I want to be, and I’m too aroused to pretend. I push my breasts into his hands and whimper as he rolls my nipples between his fingers. He must be reading my mind, or maybe my eyes, because he lowers his head, takes a nipple between his lips, and sucks. Oh, god! Every pull goes straight to my pussy.

Where you can find Optical Illusions

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Gale Stanley grew up in Philadelphia PA. She was the kid who always had her nose in a book, her head in the clouds, and her hands on a pad and pencil.
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#bookrelease – Panther Magic – by @mamaD8 @evernightpub #erotic #menage

Today I’m excited to welcome the delicious Doris O’Connor to my blog with her latest HOT release. Over to you Doris…

panthermagic1mThanks so much for having me on your blog today with my new release, Panther Magic, book five in The Projects series. 
Famous magicians Zeb and Arran Harris are at the end of their current tour, and kicking back at the spa-with-a-difference when they scent their mate. The fiery Zeb is all for swinging the delicious human morsel over his shoulder and stalking off with their prey, but his more level headed and five minutes younger twin Arran urges caution.
After all, as responsive as Kate seems to them, she is human, and there is the small matter of her animosity toward all things magic.
Magic is in the brothers’ blood as much as their need to shift, and as their mate and sub, Kate will have to accept all of them.
A slow seduction is what’s needed, but when circumstances force the brothers’ hand, that plan goes out of the window and their animal instincts take over with disastrous results.
It’s just as well Kate has spirit, because she has to rescue her Sirs right back.
Prepare to laugh, cry, and get somewhat hot and bothered, because when these three get together, they ignite the pages.

Blurb:
There’s no such thing as magic…
Kate doesn’t believe in it, let alone the panther sort Arran and Zeb Harris are famous for. Using animals in their act is just downright cruel. If only she could convince her libido of that. Instead she seems to have fallen head over heels in lust with those sex-on-legs twin brothers. Getting laid will cure this, surely?
When panther shifters Arran and Zeb scent their mate, they know they’ll have a fight on their hands. The delectable human morsel might be submissive, but Kate has spirit, never mind the small matter she has no idea shifters exist.
They want her submission freely given and not forced upon her by the mysterious mating bond. However, when their panthers kill while rescuing Kate, that bond might well be the only thing to keep them alive.
It’s up to Kate to save her Sirs.

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Adult Excerpt:

“Sirs, are we going to play—now?” The words came out hesitant, but her breathing sped up when Zeb walked toward her and placed the end of his crop under her chin to nudge her head up. He slowly ran it along her throat, rested it on each of their bite marks and then trailed it along her collarbone and into the valley of her breasts.
“I thought we might, unless you have any objections?”
Kate shook her head and whispered a shaky, “No, Sir.”
“Good girl.” Zeb trailed the tip across her lace covered breasts, and over each nipple in turn, and Kate gasped and tried her best not to squirm.
Arran barely managed to hold in a groan of his own. It was incredibly erotic watching their girl reacting to his brother’s strokes against her flesh. Her skin took on the rosy glow of arousal, and her nipples firmed into hard buds that strained against the delicate blue lace covering them. Zeb nudged her knees apart further with his foot, and traced the tip of the crop over her quivering abdomen and down to her delectable wet pussy. The fabric covering her slit darkened further, and Arran’s nostrils flared as the sweet musk of her arousal filled the air. His cock jerked, and he stroked along his length to give himself some relief.
Zeb looked back at him and smirked, and mimicked Arran’s actions on his own dick. Kate licked her lips when she noticed, and moved toward Zeb, but he brought the riding crop down between her legs. It flicked across her wet slit, and Kate jumped and moaned. It was such a deep throated sound that Arran’s balls drew tight, and he fisted himself harder.
“Such a naughty girl we have. So wet for us already, so eager for a cock, aren’t you? Tell me, wildcat, how badly do you want my cock?”
Zeb took himself in hand more firmly as he spoke to her, and Kate’s gaze seemed riveted to the action of his hand going up and down his shaft. Arran fisted himself faster, as Kate’s pink little tongue dipped out and licked her lips. Drops of pre-cum emerged from the tip of his cock, and he rubbed his thumb over his wet slit, and used the natural lubrication to fist himself harder. It felt way too good, and his grunt of pleasure brought Kate’s attention back to him.
Zeb laughed when he noticed.
“Or perhaps you want my brother’s cock?”
Kate looked between them, and she nodded.
“What’s that, girl? I can’t hear you. Which cock do you want? Mine or Arran’s, or perhaps you want both?”
Arran and Kate both groaned in unison, and Zeb’s grin deepened. His sadistic brother always did get a kick out of playing mind games, and seeing both Arran’s and Kate’s discomfort no doubt turned him on.
“Hmm, perhaps you’ll get your wish, and we’ll fill all your holes today. Would my little wildcat like that?”
A moan was his only answer, and without warning Zeb brought the riding crop down across her thigh. Kate yelped, and a red thin stripe appeared across her pale flesh immediately. Zeb repeated the action to her other leg, and tears sprang into Kate’s eyes, yet her sweet musk increased tenfold, and Arran’s beast near salivated at tasting the bounty between her legs.
“Yes, Sir, please, anything … I’m yours.”
Kate’s whispered reply was music to Arran’s ears, and Zeb winked at him.
“Good girl, you best start with my little brother then. He looks about ready to explode.”
Kate’s gaze sought Arran’s, and the love and need to please that shone out of her right now meant the world to him. She made to rise, but Zeb’s heavy hand on her shoulder stopped her.
“Who said anything about getting up, girl? I want you to crawl, and swing those hips and tits. Give Arran a show, and then suck him good. I don’t want to see a drop of his cum spilled, do you hear me?”
“Yes, Sir.” Kate’s eager reply and the speed with which she complied meant that Arran had to pinch the bottom of his shaft to stop himself from shooting his load like some inexperienced teenager. He was so fucking close already, and judging by the wicked grin on his brother’s face Zeb knew that, too. He mentally flipped his brother the finger, and then concentrated on the poetry in motion that was Kate crawling toward him. With an inherent grace that would have done any cat shifter proud she put one hand in front of the other, and slid her knees across the soft carpet, while swinging her hips from side to side.
Zeb’s face dropped, and he seemed unable to tear his gaze away from her ass. Zeb had always been an ass man, and seeing her pale globes so beautifully presented to him, had to be torture for his brother. Served the bastard right.
All conscious thought fled Arran’s brain when Kate reached him, looked up at him from under her naturally long eyelashes, and smiled.
“Sir? May I please suck your cock?”

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About Doris:
Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
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#bookrelease – Charmed – by @jaceyholbrand @evernightpub

Thank you for having me on your blog! I’m happy to be here today to let your readers know about my newest release, ‘Charmed’, from my series, The Glorious Guild of Lady Windsurfer. I’m sharing a unique look into the story through Wade’s point of view during and after a sexy dream.

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Wade stirred in his sleep. Visions of his home world filled his dream then morphed into what he believed the afterlife and ‘laikats’ looked like. One ‘laikat’ sang softly about golden slumbers, while with reverent touches the angel explored his body and with gentle care she fed him the liquid of the gods.
Each and every cell drank in the restorative properties of the brew. Slowly but surely his muscles twitched and tensed, the fibers healing bit by bit and strengthening. A sense of feeling completely alive and free with the angel overwhelmed him.
On the heels of his renewed vigor came a hormonal surge. All of the sudden he wanted to reach out to the ‘laikat’, wrap the angel in his embrace and kiss her as he slipped his cock into her pussy.
Uncomfortable about the licentious thoughts, Wade jerked away. No one, especially a warrior, would ever dare dishonor himself in a lustful relationship with a ‘laikat’. Fearing he had not only put himself in a shameful position but also crossed over the border to the afterworld, he bolted upright. Wade rubbed his eyes then ascertained his surroundings.
‘Some kind of room with a cloth hanging on the wall’.
Wade placed a hand upon his chest. His heart drummed as it always had.
‘Not dead. Good’.
In the dim light he looked for Thorne. His partner lay upon another bed-like structure on the other side of the room. Thorne’s chest rose and fell. Wade let out a huge breath. His muscles relaxed as if an unseen weight had lifted from his body.
‘I thank all that’s holy my stepbrother lives’.
What the blazes had happened? How’d he and Thorne come to be in the strange room?
The tapestry flapped. Frigid air blasted around its edges into what he finally realized was a cavern. The chill roused his sleep addled brain to full alertness. A sore spot on the side of his head hurt, and he cautiously touched it. The lump didn’t seem too large. It would fade quickly once he started moving around again and his metabolism got back into gear, but that didn’t answer his questions.
Wade surveyed the area once more, and this time his gaze drifted down. A woman in strange looking clothes slept in a curled ball on the ground.

Blurb
Charm knows how to get what she wants, but when faced with opposition, she tends to make bad choices. After a plan to subdue a Rullix goes wrong, Charm forces her way into two Auraths’ lives. They have a ship after all and can help her escape Earth and the Rullix.
Step-brothers, Thorne and Wade, are discussing Earth and mates when Charm dives into their presence. Each man believes her to be the partner he’s been waiting for. The men allow her passage in their spaceship, but are shot down by the Rullix and crash in a canyon.
Charm finds them sanctuary, yet even in the middle of nowhere, she still gets into trouble. Thorne and Wade have to figure out how to travel to Aurath before Charm’s bad choices lead to their demise.

Book Information
Genres: Sci-Fi, Futuristic, Menage (MFM), Erotic, Steampunk
Heat Level: 4
Word Count: 35, 400
ISBN: 978-1-77233-153-0
Editor: Karyn White
Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs
Be Warned: menage sex (MFM), anal sex

Buy Links
All popular e-book formats available at Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/charmed-by-jacey-holbrand/
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Jacey Holbrand believes love comes in all forms and should be celebrated. She’s committed to her muse and writing so she can share those kinds of stories with readers.
‘Hot days. Sexy nights. Come play in her world.’
Jacey loves to hear from readers! eMail her: JaceyHolbrand@gmail.com

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Book 1 in the series is ‘The Gathering’. Buy it at http://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-gathering-by-jacey-holbrand/

Evernight’s Holiday Hangover Blog Hop @evernightpub #NewYear #hangover

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Happy New Year from Evernight!

Now that the Christmas cookies are gone, gifts unwrapped, and your holiday visitors have left, you’ve earned some well-deserved TLC. Evernight authors not only have the cure for your holiday hangover, they have fantastic new books for your 2015 reading list, too!

Be sure to visit every stop on the hop and answer each question. The more you blogs you hop, the more chances to win the GRAND PRIZE of an iPad Mini sponsored by Evernight Publishing (one entry per blog). Plus, hop each blog for a host of other fabulous prizes.

So sink into your favorite chair and enjoy your holiday hangover!

We all know that there is no perfect cure for a hangover. There are ways to ensure that you don’t get a bad hangover, like not drinking excessively, lining your stomach with a good meal and drinking at least a pint of water before you go to sleep. Then there is a wide variety of medication that you can take the next day to relieve the symptoms of your hangover and you can also drink lots of fluids, try to eat (not always easy) and raise your blood sugar with a sweet drink like cola. But arguably the best thing for you is to take it easy, get lots of rest, sleep if you need it and flush your body out with water and juice.
While you’re resting (because you deserve it, of course) why not grab a good book and take your mind off how rough you’re feeling? Try this cunning method of distraction and let me know how you get on. If you indulge yourself with one or more of Evernight’s erotic reads, you’ll probably find that you feel hot for different reasons altogether!

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#Christmas #bookrelease – Mistletoe Menage – by Molly Ann Wishlade #Rubenesque #Regency

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I’m so excited today because my Rubenesque Regency Romance novella Mistletoe Ménage releases with Evernight Publishing!!! To celebrate, I’ll be giving away two copies of the novella (PDF or EPub) for the best mistletoe comments / stories left in response to this post. I’ll choose the winners on Saturday 20th December, so make sure you leave your email address.

MistletoeMénage-evernightpublishing2-3Drender It is 1816. Anne Blackburn is a voluptuous thirty-two year old widow. Due to her family inheritance and the fortune left to her by her husband, she is a wealthy woman, and she moves in the social circles of London’s upper class.
Anne has sworn never to marry again. However, she cannot help yearning to find out more about the pleasures of the flesh. Her deceased husband was more father than lover but she has felt passion once—before she married over six years ago.
Edward Moore loved Anne and proposed to her but when he left London to seek his father’s blessing, Anne was approached by Lord Moore’s lawyer who told her to forget Edward. If she refused, Edward would be disinherited. When Alfred Blackburn asked for her hand in marriage, Ann accepted to set Edward free.
Now there is an artist in London with a mysterious patron. Mr. Guy Harper provides the ladies he paints with certain erotic extras. When Anne commissions a portrait from him, she gets more than she could have imagined in her wildest dreams.
But will her mistletoe ménage become a painful humiliation or the stepping stone into her very own happy ever after?

Excerpt:

“Where have you been?” Edward snapped as he sprang to his feet.
Guy laid his hat and jacket on the chair on top of Edward’s then offered a conciliatory smile. “I have begun to seduce her, as you wished.”
Edward stared at the younger man. His face was flushed and beautiful with youth and happiness, and his eyes sparkled silver-blue like the snow under the crisp winter sun. He reached out and caressed Guy’s cheek, rasping his thumbnail against the stubble on Guy’s skin.
“How was she?”
Guy glanced at his feet and cleared his throat.
“Guy?” Edward’s heart pounded hard beneath his white cotton shirt as an idea began to unfurl in his mind. “Guy?”
The artist met his gaze and smiled. “She is…as you described. Beautiful, cultured, well-mannered. Though she was also…”
“Tell me!” Edward was surprised at his own tone. He had sent Guy out to Anne, knowing she was a widow now. She had been widowed eighteen months, in fact, but he’d been abroad when her husband had passed, and only returned six months since with Guy in his employ. As a widow, previously married to a much older man, Edward hoped she would now be ripe for the picking. All his memories of Anne were of a tender, voluptuous, sensual woman ready for marriage and mating. He had held back from taking her during their courtship in spite of his burning desire to make her his as soon as possible. He had been prepared to wait until they were safely wed before he bedded her, but then she had given herself to another. A fat, greasy businessman who was surely no match for her elegance and beauty. Yes, it was true that she had no family name to match his own, but he had not cared a jot for that. After seeing his parents’ loveless marriage, Edward had harbored no intentions of marrying for money and social connections. Perhaps he had been a romantic, a dreamer, a fool. Yes…he had been a fool because he had believed that she loved him as much as he loved her. She had broken his heart in two.
As he would hers. With Guy’s assistance.
“I went to her home as agreed, Edward. It didn’t take much to encourage her to allow me to sketch her.” Guy didn’t finish his sentence but Edward knew what he meant. Anne had allowed the artist to see her naked, in all her milky-white-skinned beauty as he had longed to do. Well, he would see her thus. And soon. But it might take one or two more visits from Guy first.
“But you did not…”
Guy shook his head. “No I did not take her fully. I kissed her and caressed her and tasted her. She really has the sweetest flavor, like honey-cake and madeira wine.” Guy licked his lips and Edward pulled him into his arms and kissed him hard. He pressed his tongue between Guy’s teeth and plundered the younger man’s mouth, desperate to find some trace of Anne. Guy responded to him, running his hands down over Edward’s behind, and squeezing his firm cheeks until Edward knew that they’d continue this until they were both spent.
Edward pulled away and stared into Guy’s eyes. “Will she surrender? Do you really believe she will?”
Something flashed across Guy’s face and Edward wondered at it for a moment. Was it guilt? Regret?
“I believe that she will, Edward. I truly believe that. She is lonely and needy. I don’t think she has been loved as a woman should. She is not like the others.” His golden eyebrows met above his aquiline nose as he frowned. “They are grasping, clawing, and it’s all about them. But Anne Blackburn, she responded so sweetly and so tenderly that it was hard to leave her. The others I could not wait to escape from once I had attended to their needs but with Anne…”
Edward swallowed hard. He could see in Guy that same affection growing for Anne that he had once felt. Was it because Guy was his lover and they were in some way similar in their tastes? Guy did not usually lust after women. He had lain with women of the ton for Edward’s sake so that his plan would work, but when they took a woman together it was Edward who desired the female presence most. Guy just seemed to go through the experience to please his patron. So Edward was surprised that Guy actually seemed to be attracted to Anne. Yet he should not be, because she truly was beautiful in an innocent yet worldly way. She was a walking oxymoron of naïve experience and virtuous passion—a spring waiting to be tapped like the one in Bath which offered restorative properties and improved health to those who drank from it. Would Edward’s mind and body improve under Anne’s tender ministrations? Lord knew that he had not been right since he lost her. He had never again experienced that same joy and hope that she had given him during their brief courtship. And though he knew that he wanted to hurt her, he also knew that a life without her in it would be a dull life indeed. But crush her he would to avenge himself for the way she had torn his heart and life to shreds.
“Undress, Guy.” Edward pulled off his own clothes and watched as his lover did the same. When they were both naked, Edward pulled Guy to him and kissed him again, this time more tenderly than before. Guy ground his hips into Edward so that their erections met and their mutual arousal intensified.
Edward reached around his lover and slipped his finger between the artist’s tight buttocks, sliding it into the tight heat that he longed to penetrate with his cock. Guy gasped against Edward’s mouth. “Let me suck you first.”
“Yes.” Edward allowed Guy to lower him to the bed, then he surrendered to the hot mouth and tongue of his lover, his pleasure all the sweeter because he knew that the very same lips had so recently caressed the woman he loved.

Hope you enjoyed that! Mistletoe Menage is available at Amazon, ARe, Evernight Publishing and other book retailers.

Hugs!
Molly
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