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Saturday, May 16, 2020

Weekend Writing Warriors from A Tempest of Passion #shifters #regencyromance

Happy Sunday, everyone!

I'm sharing yet another snippet from A Tempest of Passion as I'm not ready to share any from my current WIP just yet.

I'm continuing in the same scene. Emily is non too pleased William is there, but things could change... What can I say, I'm a sucker for a beautiful smile :)

Enjoy! 
Elyzabeth




     

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Abruptly, he turned away, a small smile playing on his lips as if he knew something she ignored.
 Emily shifted in her seat, searching for words to dismiss the unpleasant man. 
“Your parents…?” he asked.
“Have gone for a walk,” she responded mechanically. “It is their routine at this hour. I shall tell them you have called.”
“Please do. Though, it is you I have come to see. After I found you unconscious on the terrace and brought you back inside, I lost sight of you and wanted to see how you were faring.” 

He smiled at her, a brilliant, earnest smile that had her taking back her thoughts on his appearance.

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A Tempest of Passion

Emily Bunsbury is most definitely not a fainter. She prefers to leave that sort of shenanigans to young debutants and to those desperate to land a husband. She is neither.

Except last night she passed out and was rescued by none other than the town’s most eligible bachelor: William Dalton. Of course, she wants nothing to do with him, but her heart and body don’t seem to be in agreement…
Banished from his pack for a crime he did not commit, William Dalton does not have the desire or the time to court women, yet, when he meets Emily Bunsbury he is incapable of staying away. Certain that it is nothing more than a passing fancy and not the mating pull, he pursues her.
However, as the unknown threat that expelled him from his pack strikes again, William realizes that Emily means much more and he must keep her safe. Now, if only she’d agree to his terms…
As danger grows with each passing day, will the couple learn to trust each other or will their love be nothing more than a temporary tempest of passion?
Available at: Evernight Publishing ~~ Bookstrand ~~ Amazon.com ~~ Amazon.uk

Sunday, May 10, 2020

Weekend Writing Warriors from A Tempest of Passion #shifters #regencyromance

Happy Sunday, everyone! and Happy Mother's Day to all the mom's out there!

Quarantine has finally gotten to me an I've dyed my hair. Hahaha. It was supposed to be a reddish brown but it's turned out a darker shade than I would have liked. Hopefully it'll fade soon.


If you still haven't joined my Facebook group, make sure you stop by. I'm holding a special Mother's Day Giveaway there.

Last but obviously not least, on to today's snippet. I've jumped a few lines but we're still in the same scene as last week. Made some changes to keep to the Weekend Writing Warriors guidelines.

Enjoy! 
Elyzabeth



     
 Forgive the run-ons. Changes have been made to adapt to WeWriWa guidelines.
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“Mr. Dalton, I am indebted to you for I do not know what came over me last night, but I have been told that my well-being is your responsibility.  I am most grateful for your assistance.”

William smiled broadly, the motion pulling the mark beneath his eye. Emily’s breath caught and she curled her hands into tight balls at her side, aghast against the unexpected urge to touch that blemished flesh.

“It was but my duty to rescue you from the cold, heartless floor, Ms. Bunsbury,” William said with a jovial grin. Clasping his hands behind his back, he waited for her to say something.

Emily only clamped her jaws together, desperately searching for words. Speechless.  Only one other time in her life had she been unable to speak under a man’s gaze, and back then she had been but a naïve girl of ten and eight years. Now, she was twenty and eight years, a wiser woman who knew what a perusal like the one Mr. Dalton gave her meant. He was like all others: thoughtless to a woman’s desires and mind, only curious to what lay beneath skirts and petticoats.
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A Tempest of Passion

Emily Bunsbury is most definitely not a fainter. She prefers to leave that sort of shenanigans to young debutants and to those desperate to land a husband. She is neither.

Except last night she passed out and was rescued by none other than the town’s most eligible bachelor: William Dalton. Of course, she wants nothing to do with him, but her heart and body don’t seem to be in agreement…
Banished from his pack for a crime he did not commit, William Dalton does not have the desire or the time to court women, yet, when he meets Emily Bunsbury he is incapable of staying away. Certain that it is nothing more than a passing fancy and not the mating pull, he pursues her.
However, as the unknown threat that expelled him from his pack strikes again, William realizes that Emily means much more and he must keep her safe. Now, if only she’d agree to his terms…
As danger grows with each passing day, will the couple learn to trust each other or will their love be nothing more than a temporary tempest of passion?
Available at: Evernight Publishing ~~ Bookstrand ~~ Amazon.com ~~ Amazon.uk

Saturday, May 2, 2020

Weekend Writing Warriors from A Tempest of Passion #shifters #regencyromance

Happy Sunday, everyone!

I hope everyone is doing well and staying healthy.

In case anyone is interested, I've created a Facebook group. You can find the link to join at the bottom of the post.

On to today's snippet! Since everyone seemed to enjoy last week's snippet from A Tempest of Passion, I'm continuing more or less from where we left off. Her servant has left her alone with Mr. Dalton and they're holding a bit of a staring contest...

Enjoy! 
Elyzabeth


     
 Forgive the run-ons. Changes have been made to adapt to WeWriWa guidelines.
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He was watching her, like a dog deciding what end of the bone to chew on first. Irked, she stared back. William Dalton’s features had no finesse, to be honest, he reminded her of a wild dog. His hair was unruly and too long, the lines of his face were angular and rough. His lips were too wide, his nose too narrow and his left cheek disfigured by an ugly pink scar extending from below his eye to the edge of his mouth. Then there was the matter of his eyes. Dark and unreadable, they had an air about them that spoke of a man with little joy in his life. Emily shuddered. It mattered little to her that this was the man that had “saved” her last night. It was time for him to leave.
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A Tempest of Passion

Emily Bunsbury is most definitely not a fainter. She prefers to leave that sort of shenanigans to young debutants and to those desperate to land a husband. She is neither.

Except last night she passed out and was rescued by none other than the town’s most eligible bachelor: William Dalton. Of course, she wants nothing to do with him, but her heart and body don’t seem to be in agreement…
Banished from his pack for a crime he did not commit, William Dalton does not have the desire or the time to court women, yet, when he meets Emily Bunsbury he is incapable of staying away. Certain that it is nothing more than a passing fancy and not the mating pull, he pursues her.
However, as the unknown threat that expelled him from his pack strikes again, William realizes that Emily means much more and he must keep her safe. Now, if only she’d agree to his terms…
As danger grows with each passing day, will the couple learn to trust each other or will their love be nothing more than a temporary tempest of passion?
Available at: Evernight Publishing ~~ Bookstrand ~~ Amazon.com ~~ Amazon.uk

Saturday, April 25, 2020

Weekend Writing Warriors from A Tempest of Passion #shifters #regencyromance

Happy Sunday, everyone!

How are you all holding up? I'm doing well, though working more on the day job than usual and finding little time to write.

In any case, today I'm sharing a snippet from an oldie: A Tempest of Passion.

Enjoy! Stafe Safe!
Elyzabeth

     
  Changes have been made to adapt to WeWriWa guidelines.
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Careless of manners, Emily sank back onto the window bench. Suddenly, she did feel poorly––her heart beat too fast, and her hands were cold and clammy. Emily stared at Mr. Dalton as he straightened his posture. She shivered. William Dalton was by no means the most handsome man she had ever set eyes on … but there was something about him that unnerved her. 
“Thank you, Gertrude,” she said, finding her voice at last. “Close the door.”
“But, Ms. Bunsbury––”
Emily resisted the urge to roll her eyes. When would they learn that she was past her prime?
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A Tempest of Passion

Emily Bunsbury is most definitely not a fainter. She prefers to leave that sort of shenanigans to young debutants and to those desperate to land a husband. She is neither.

Except last night she passed out and was rescued by none other than the town’s most eligible bachelor: William Dalton. Of course, she wants nothing to do with him, but her heart and body don’t seem to be in agreement…
Banished from his pack for a crime he did not commit, William Dalton does not have the desire or the time to court women, yet, when he meets Emily Bunsbury he is incapable of staying away. Certain that it is nothing more than a passing fancy and not the mating pull, he pursues her.
However, as the unknown threat that expelled him from his pack strikes again, William realizes that Emily means much more and he must keep her safe. Now, if only she’d agree to his terms…
As danger grows with each passing day, will the couple learn to trust each other or will their love be nothing more than a temporary tempest of passion?
Available at: Evernight Publishing ~~ Bookstrand ~~ Amazon.com ~~ Amazon.uk 

Sunday, April 12, 2020

Weekend Writing Warrior from Alpha's Sunshine (Owned by the Alpha) #shifters #romance #sale

Happy Sunday, everyone!

  Hope you're all healthy and well. Today I'm sharing another snippet from Alpha's Sunshine (part of the Owned by the Alpha anthology) which is on sale for about $1.07 on Amazon!






I'm continuing the snippet a few lines further ahead.

Stay safe and enjoy reading!
Elyzabeth

     
  Changes have been made to adapt to WeWriWa guidelines.
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“Her.”
He ground out the words, unable to tear his gaze from the pair. The man tugged the woman by the hand. She walked a step behind him, twisting the strap of her purse and keeping her head bowed.  Fear rolled off in waves from her. Sisu growled. His teeth pricked his bottom lip as they transformed. The wolf within him howled in victory. 

“Sisu.” Lee grasped his forearm in a punishing grip. “I don’t know what the fuck is happening, but I can imagine, look at me.”


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The Alpha lives for the hunt...

Driven by instinct, an Alpha shifter recognizes his fated mate from one scent, one touch. He'll pursue his woman, regardless of the cost, and anyone else would be smart to get out of his way. He won't stop until he takes possession of his prize.

Although the hunter doesn't need convincing, his mate certainly does. The Alpha will have to prove himself as a lover and convince his woman that he plays for keeps.

Scent of Destiny by Rose Wulf
Taken Mate by Sam Crescent
Finders Keepers by Stacey Espino
The Hunt by Doris O'Connor
Alpha at Altitude by Lily Harlem
Fated to the Razorback Demon by Maia Dylan
Running Home by Michelle Graham
Alpha's Sunshine by Elyzabeth M. VaLey
Checkmate by Wren Michaels
Frozen Heart by Beth D. Carter
Wolf Hunter by Elena Kincaid
Returning to the Coyote by Roberta Winchester
 

Saturday, April 4, 2020

Weekend Writing Warrior from Alpha's Sunshine (Owned by the Alpha) #shifters #romance #sale

Happy Sunday, everyone!

I hope everyone is doing well and keeping healthy. Today I'm sharing a snippet from an oldie: Alpha's Sunshine (part of the Owned by the Alpha anthology) which is on sale for about $1.07 on Amazon! So if you're in need of reading material during this quarantine, now's your chance.

Stay safe and enjoy reading!
Elyzabeth
     
  Changes have been made to adapt to WeWriWa guidelines.
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A couple walked into the room. The man was tall, scrawny, and reeked of human, but the woman was something different. His mouth watered. Even within the hundreds of smells permeating Moon Point, he could pick out her scent. Sweet, like ripe strawberries. Tempting, like fresh mango fruit. He sniffed the air. There was something else, musky, piquant, delicious.  The wolf within him surged, slamming against his chest. What the hell?

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The Alpha lives for the hunt...

Driven by instinct, an Alpha shifter recognizes his fated mate from one scent, one touch. He'll pursue his woman, regardless of the cost, and anyone else would be smart to get out of his way. He won't stop until he takes possession of his prize.

Although the hunter doesn't need convincing, his mate certainly does. The Alpha will have to prove himself as a lover and convince his woman that he plays for keeps.

Scent of Destiny by Rose Wulf
Taken Mate by Sam Crescent
Finders Keepers by Stacey Espino
The Hunt by Doris O'Connor
Alpha at Altitude by Lily Harlem
Fated to the Razorback Demon by Maia Dylan
Running Home by Michelle Graham
Alpha's Sunshine by Elyzabeth M. VaLey
Checkmate by Wren Michaels
Frozen Heart by Beth D. Carter
Wolf Hunter by Elena Kincaid
Returning to the Coyote by Roberta Winchester
 

Tuesday, February 4, 2020

Book Spotlight on Lion Her Ass Off (Blue Valley Shifters) by Sarah Marsh #shifter #romance

Lion Her Ass Off

Blue Valley Shifters, Book 2

By Sarah Marsh

  Blurb: Just like any other shifter, Julie always imagined meeting her mate and living happily ever after with the charming male of her dreams. Nothing could have prepared her for the shitstorm that was about to become her love life. With her luck though, shouldn’t she have expected it? Hector has lived his life knowing that he’d become Alpha of Blue Valley one day. Turns out, acting like you always have it together and living it? Well, those are two very different things. He panicked when he first realized that his sister’s best friend was his mate, now he must rise to the occasion in hopes that he can salvage the rest of his life—but no pressure. Deacon had no idea what fate had in store for him with a new start in Blue Valley, meeting his mate and her ‘plus one’ wasn’t it. These two are so mixed up in the past it seems almost impossible to make things right and move forward. Good thing he’s a professional.  

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Excerpt:

Julie was very proud of herself for waiting until seven the next morning before she climbed the trellis to Heidi’s bedroom window and snuck in just like she’d done a million times since they were children—well, maybe not exactly the same. This time, she had the forethought to listen at the window to make sure all occupants were still sleeping. The last thing she needed was to interrupt her bestie getting ‘serviced’ by her new beaus. But given the fact that the current bane of her existence was most likely sleeping in a room down the hall, she simply couldn’t risk the front door. She had just eased the window shut and turned around to a rather large mound of bodies in Heidi’s double bed, thankfully still covered by a quilt. Her legs were bent, preparing to launch as a devious smile crept over her lips… “Wak—ahh!” She squeaked and jumped back as a low growl split the previous silence and two sets of golden feline eyes popped open in the dim light of dawn. “No, Julie,” Mason growled. “No eggs and no damned bakey! We’re taking back that spare key unless you agree to never come through our door before 8:00 AM again.” “She came in through the window,” Wade muttered before pulling a pillow over his head. “What’s happening?” Heidi groaned before her eyes opened slowly. “Hey, babe, what’s going on? Why do you look like hammered shit?” “No.” Mason placed a huge paw over Heidi’s face, and Julie struggled not to laugh, as her twenty minutes of sleep last night threatened to snap her mind. “You can have a key to our new place if you agree not to barge into our bedroom at ungodly times in the morning.” “Okay … unless it’s an emergency.” She reluctantly agreed with the giant, naked tiger in her best friend’s bed. “Great, now can I please get back to cuddling my mate—” “It’s an emergency!” Her voice bellowed to the ceiling as she interrupted him, causing giggles to erupt from Heidi and curses from the men on each side of her. You are an emergency.” Mason groaned and followed Wade’s lead to pull a pillow over his head as Heidi tried to climb out from in between the two of them. “Awww, you’re so sweet, thank you.” She knew he hadn’t meant it as a compliment, but she was a wolf and was therefore genetically predisposed to only hear things she wanted to. “Is there a reason you’re using the window instead of the door?” Heidi asked as she pulled on a robe. “Oh Goddess, did Derek get drunk and pass out in his lion form on the porch again?” “No…” Wow, this confession was going to be tougher than she thought it would be. Julie didn’t think Heidi would be mad that Hector was her mate, but there was a very good chance that she was going to be furious that Julie had known all these years and didn’t say a Goddess-damned thing about it to her best friend in the entire world. There was really only one way to deal with this, Julie knew that. So, she’d do what she’d always done when it came to delivering bad news to a lion shifter female—she’d Band-Aid that bitch off quickly and then dive for cover. “I’ve known for the last six years that your asshole brother, Hector, is my mate, but he pretended like it wasn’t happening and he obviously doesn’t want me, so I don’t want him either and last night he lost his mind and said it out loud in front of your brothers and your dad and now I don’t know what’s going to happen!” It all came out in one overly loud, long, run-on sentence and when it was done, Julie covered her face with her hands and waited for the worst. Huh. I wasn’t expecting the worst to be a bunch of heavy breathing… She moved two fingers aside so she could see what was happening, and in case Heidi tried to maul her, she would still only lose one eye. To her surprise, Heidi, as well as both of her mates were just staring at her with their mouths hanging open. The seconds ticked by and Julie watched closely as her friend’s expression moved from shock to realization, then a murderous look clouded over and Julie waited to get yelled at for betraying the one person she loved most in the world. “That … arrogant, selfish, know-it-all, big-haired son of a bitch!” Heidi screamed, her hands clenching as her claws slid from her fingertips. “I’ll kill him!” Now it was Julie’s turn to stand there in shock, but lucky for them all, Heidi’s mates recovered quickly as they both grabbed her before she could yank the bedroom door open and go find her big brother. “So … you don’t hate me?” Julie’s words were quiet, but they stopped Heidi in her tracks like she’d used a bullhorn. “For not telling you all these years?” “Oh, babe.” Heidi pulled her in for a big, lion-sized hug, and for once, Julie didn’t struggle. She just took the comfort her friend offered. “I don’t hate you. I wish you had told me, though. I can’t imagine how awful this must have been, going through it all alone. But don’t worry, we’ll fix it.” Julie sighed. “I don’t need you to fix anything, Heidi. There’s nothing left between me and your brother. He made his choice, and I made peace with that years ago.” Liar. The worst thing that cat-bastard ever did was make me have to lie to my best friend, and now he’s doing it all over again. From the look on Heidi’s face, she suspected Julie wasn’t being honest, but she was thankful Mason interrupted. “Well,” he announced, looking at his phone. “I think the first thing we should do is get both of you out of here and away from that asshole lion. My assistant just texted the house is ready. Let’s go.” “Good plan,” Julie agreed and walked to the exit, ready to get away from the slight scent of Hector that was lingering in the hallway. When the room went silent, she looked behind her. “We’re not climbing out the damned window.” Wade rolled his eyes at her. Tigers. So danged bossy.

Author Info:

Sarah Marsh was born in British Columbia, she’s only recently began her writing career finding it the perfect outlet for taking the edge off a nine to five job. She’s a science fiction and romance junkie and when her imagination started to take the characters she’d read about even further in their adventures she decided to try writing something of her own.

Her biggest weaknesses are animals of any kind … she even loves the ones that wake you up at four in the morning because they can almost see the bottom of their food dish.

When it comes to life in general she’s a big believer that laughter is the best medicine and that there’s no such thing as too much love, which is why she’s such a sucker for a happy ending.

 

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Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/author/sarahmarshfiction

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/14226436.Sarah_Marsh

Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/sarah-marsh/

Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/sarah-marsh

 

Tuesday, June 11, 2019

Book Spotlight on Driven by Dragonblood (Blood Born 3) by Lynn Burke #BDSM #shifters #dragons #MMF


Driven by Dragonblood
Blood Born Series 3
Release Date: May 28, 2019
Keywords: MMF, Bisexual, BDSM, Shifters, Dragons, Menage, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance, HEA

*WARNING: This title contains explicit sexual scenes, BDSM, and anal sex.


More dragonblood than human, Primrose Cadet yearns to find her fated mates and ease the loneliness of her secluded life. But with her beta behind psychiatric bars and the other denying his beastly nature—and hers—she’ll have to fight for them, even if it means exposing her heritage.

A manipulative voice in his head promising he can fly landed Jaxon Denham in the psych ward. Eighteen and legally allowed to finally leave his parent’s enforced prison, he searches out the golden goddess of his dreams, the one the voice within claims will give them the release they crave. 

Doctor Patrick Macaire fought his inner darkness for thirty-four years, living a life of self-control and discipline to prove his sanity. When a barely legal boy and seductive siren threaten the foundation of his calm existence, he’s driven to battle the voice inside and remain untouched.

But fate is clever, and Patrick’s relentless mates won’t allow him peace, catching him up in unhuman-like passion that threatens his self-identity. Will he accept he’s an alpha dragonblood born to dominate his mates, or will his human side keep the three from fulfilling their destiny.


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EXCERPT:


The second night I’d stood cloaked outside Lockwood’s eastern wing, the need to be impulsive, something I’d never dealt with before, fought my better judgment. Regardless of my beta’s mental state, I had wanted to sneak into his room and allow him to have his way with me, claim me like my inner dragon longed for.

Luckily, my ancestors had kept informative records in the cavern’s library of my sheltered upbringing, so I understood all the possible sexual positions—and means of giving pain for pleasure—as most alpha blood born were known for. Unfortunately, I had no personal knowledge of such things, and my dragon was determined to undermine my will to wait for his freedom.

My fingers ached from grasping the chain-link fence to keep my human form in place. The energy linking me to the window strengthened and pulled taut as a shadow moved into view. Even with my dragon sight, I couldn’t make out the color of his hair or eyes, but as he turned his head side to side as though seeking out where the energy attaching us came from, I took note of a strong nose and full lips, a square jaw I wanted to lick and nip with my teeth as he thrust into me.

Arousal, hot and wet, rose between my thighs, same as the previous night, and I bit my lips, my dragon’s needy growl rumbling in my chest as my beta locked his gaze on where I stood, cloaked by a dragonblood gift and darkness.

Want.

My human form wanted, too, and I swallowed as my dragon attempted to take over in a burst of golden light I quickly squashed. “Soon,” I promised with a whisper.

Through the tall, barred windows, I realized my beta’s hand moved over his body, the heat in the energy linking us rising. Did he touch himself? He propped his forehead on the window, shoulder hunched as though in pain, and again, I fought the need to shift, tear through the fence and walls to free my beta mate.

His form stiffened, and head tipped back, and the most luscious race of tingles swept through me, settling in my core.

Need.

Lower lip between my teeth, I released one hand from its hold and slid my fingertips down over the front of my leggings where I throbbed. I gasped as the feather touch grazed the hardened nub at the top of my slit, and I rubbed back up over it, my hips bucking on their own as though he thrust into me, burying against my womb.

Heat exploded like a blinding light through the energy between us, capturing my human form and my inner dragon in a euphoric race to the stars. I cried out, unable to keep my lips sealed as wave after wave rippled through my body, pulsing my pussy where his hard length ought to be.

I gasped for breath, my stare on the window as he slowly moved away from sight seconds later. Wetness coated my leggings, the sweet scent of my cum rising to fill my nose.

Please.

My dragon whimpered with the need for more, for our beta’s physical touch, but I tore myself away from the fence and focused on the motel’s room where I would plan my silent, cloaked assault on the mental hospital where one of my mates remained locked inside.
I would free him come morning—or die trying to.


© Lynn Burke 2018



  
 ABOUT LYNN BURKE:

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.






Saturday, March 2, 2019

You're mine, pet ~ #weekendwritingwarriors from Entwined (Passion, Pleasure, Pain Anthology) #BDSM #Paranormal #F*ckcancer #WeLoveDoris

Happy Sunday, everyone!

I'm back! I finally finished the WIP I had been working on, and I'm taking a short weekend break before starting on something new.

Today, however, I'm sharing another snippet from my story Entwined, which is part of the Passion, Pleasure, Pain Anthology, written by a wonderful group of authors in honor of our late friend, Doris O'Connor. All proceeds made will go to Doris's family.

I've picked up from my last snippet two weeks ago and Mason and Mallory are still midst shibari scene.

Enjoy! XoXo,
Elyzabeth

*Some creative punctuation has taken place to adjust to guidelines 


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“I’m going to pull, and you’re going to fly, pet. Are you ready?”
“Yes, Sir.”
It happened in a heartbeat. One moment she was on the floor, and the next, she was soaring a few feet above the ground. Adrenaline swept through her, and she giggled. The rope dug into her, but it was inconsequential. She was turning in the air.
Suddenly, it stopped. Mason’s eyes narrowed, and his grin spread becoming predatory. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized the vulnerable position she was in.
“You’re mine, pet.”

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💜~~~OUT NOW~~~💜

Passion, Pleasure, Pain: An anthology of Dominance and submission

In each other they found the piece of themselves they hadn't even realized was missing.


This D/s anthology was put together by writers who hold author, Doris O'Connor, near and dear to 
their hearts because the genre is one that was near and dear to Doris as an author. 
#F*ckCancer #WeLoveDoris

You Belong to Me by Lynn Burke
Alabaster by Kastil Eavenshade
Risqué by London Saint James
Back on Top – A Wylde Shore Novella by Jan Graham
Hell’s Mercy by Katherine Wyvern
Deb by Name, Sub by Nature by Raven McAllan
Once Upon a Time by Erin Leaf
Shade Addiction by Lea Bronsen
Yes, Governor by Lesli Richardson
Entwined by Elyzabeth M. VaLey
Burn by DC Stone
Claimed by a Stranger R Brennan