Showing posts with label The Golden Cock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Golden Cock. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

#MidWeek Tease: Bear Heart #erotic #naughtyfairytale #bearshifter

Happy Wednesday, lovelies!

Today I'm sharing a snippet from Book 4 of The Witches Mischief series, Bear Heart. This Naughty Fairy Tale is based on the tale of Bear Skin.



Bear Heart 
(A Naughty Fairy Tale)   

The Witches' Mischief Series 4 more

Picture
By day a bear, by night a man.

Half a century ago Simon Lancaster loved a woman. But when he committed a crime and was seduced by a witch his fate was sealed. Forced to live as a shifter by day and human by night, he becomes hopeless.

He believes there is nothing left in life for him. That is, until he meets Margaret O'Hare. An unconventional woman, Margaret makes him feel whole again, but he doesn't know if he can allow the walls he has erected around his heart to lower, no matter how much he grows to care for her.

As their time together has them becoming closer, he starts to trust and love again. But a happily ever after might not be in Simon's future as dark shadows emerge to destroy what he has built with Margaret.

Available at Evernight / Amazon / Bookstrand / All Romance Ebooks

In this snippet, Simon is in the woods debating whether he should visit Margaret as he'd promised. 

“Mr. Lancaster.” 

 
He jumped and veered around.


“Margaret, what are you doing here?” Heat crept up his neck. “I apologize. I thought you’d be resting after your injury yesterday.”


She smiled at him. “The herbs Morgana placed in the water were very helpful. As for what I’m doing here…” Margaret chewed on her bottom lip and looked at him from beneath her lashes. “I was looking for you, Simon.”


“For me?”


“Yes. I was worried you wouldn’t come. Your promise seemed empty yesterday when we said our farewells.”


“You were going to venture into the forest at night to search for me?”


He tucked his thumb beneath her chin, forcing her to look at him. Margaret nodded and blushed. Simon’s heart expanded and doubled its hammering into a joyful tune. 


“I would be hard-pressed to stay away from you, Margaret.”


Softly, she placed her hand over his.


“Then let us go inside.”


“Why?”


Margaret’s eyes widened for an instant before she burst out laughing. His insides flipped.


“Why?” she echoed. “When was the last time you were with a woman, Simon?” Her voice dropped seductively as she inched closer, placing her palm on his chest.


“Excuse me?”


Margaret didn’t respond. Instead, she slid her hand up his torso in a caress that, even through his clothes, left him hot and wanton. Her fingers curled around the nape of his neck, pressing slightly and forcing him to lower his head. Standing on her toes, she pressed her lips against his. Blood rushed to his cock at the proximity of her body. Her fragrance filled his nostrils and he had to curl his fists to stop himself from pulling her even closer.


“When was the last time you had a woman in your arms, Simon? When was the last time you felt anything similar to what we feel? I told you last night, your presence does things to me.”


Her warm lips touched his. It wasn’t a kiss. It was like the peck of a bird. An invitation. A tiny taste that invited him to have more. He wanted more.

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Wednesday, September 14, 2016

#MidWeek Tease: The Three Thieves and the Dom #erotic #naughtyfairytale #BDSM

Happy Hump-Day everyone!

We're a little bit closer to Friday. *g* Today I'm sharing a snippet from the third book in The Witches' Mischief series, titled, The Three Thieves and the Dom. This is a poly-amorous relationship.

 Can you guess what Naughty Fairy Tale this story is based on?


The Three Thieves and The Dom - A Naughty Fairy Tale - Book 3 of The Witches' Mischief Series

Picture Conall Dougal, infamous rake, wakes up one morning to find his most precious possessions have been stolen by the women he loves. Devastated, he goes in their search determined to find them and extract the truth from them in any way possible.

 Penelope, Isidora and Grace are on the run. They’ve committed a crime and left behind the man they love. Presumably safe, they are stunned when he turns up ready to claim them back and discover the truth.

But, what is the truth? And will Conall’s special kind of coaxing make them speak?

Available at:

Amazon.com || Amazon. Uk || Evernight Publishing || All Romance Ebooks || Bookstrand


  

In this snippet, after many tribulations, Conall and the women are reunited and it's time for some play. Grace gets to go first. Lucky girl *g*

Coming to his feet, he went toward the things he’d dropped into the room when he first came in. Among them, he picked out his riding crop. The instrument whistled through the air as he slapped it
into his own hands. His breath stilted and his cock grew fat as the women squirmed. The beauty of the instrument was that it could inflict both damage and pleasure. His anger had faded long ago,
replaced by the yearning and the love he felt for them. Their love was a gift, their submission in the bedroom was more than that. It humbled him. Slowly, with his boots clapping loudly against the hardwood, he went to them.

“Do any of you need to be gagged?”

He looked purposely at Grace, waiting.

“No, Master,” they replied.

“Are you certain, Grace?”

“Yes.”

Conall raised his eyebrows, watching her carefully. Her cheek was pressed against the mattress, her blonde locks tumbling around her.

“If you but squeak, the punishment will be worse.” He ran the leather strip of the crop down her spine. She shivered. “I will not allow you to orgasm, angel.”

“I am aware, Master Conall.” Though goose bumps coated her flesh, her voice was steady.

“Very well.”

He pulled back and took in a deep breath. His nostrils flared. Already, he could smell their arousal. He briefly contemplated pleasuring them and setting aside the punishment he had in store, but
disregarded the idea. He twirled the riding crop in his hands, holding it so that the leather strip was against his palm. He would use the instrument as a cane, marking their flesh with long, red, angry stripes.


Without warning, he flicked his wrist and hit Grace’s bottom. She cried out in surprise. Without giving her time to recover, he hit her again, three times in each ass cheek in exactly the same place. The blonde buried her head on the mattress, wriggling slightly as she fought to remain in place and not shout out. Four more strokes. Conall’s cock throbbed. Her bottom was red and marked. She would be sore on the ride back home, but she’d remember never to leave him without a goodbye, never to leave him brokenhearted again. He took a step back. Grace’s eyes were tightly shut, her mouth open as she took in shallow breaths. Conall ran his fingers through her hair, brushing it
away from her flushed features. She moaned. Smiling, he moved away.


“Good girl.”

 
The Three Thieves and the Dom is available at:

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Wednesday, August 31, 2016

#MidWeek Tease: Blind Beauty #erotic #naughtyfairytale #malemale

Happy Hump-Day everyone!

Today, I'm sharing a Mid Week Tease from book 2 of The Witches' Mischief series, titled Blind Beauty. This naughty fairy tale is based on The Ugly Duckling and can be read as a stand alone.It is also a male/male romance.



Blind Beauty (A Naughty Fairy Tale)- The Witches' Mischief Series 2

Picture  James Macintosh is hours away from  his new home. He is ready to start a  secluded life away from all the  rumors, insults and disgusted faces  concerning his appearance. However,  a meeting with a mysterious woman  and her child, mingled with a sudden  harsh snowstorm will set him down a  very different path than the one he  had originally envisioned. 

Richard Randywine is an accidental fugitive living with a band of rowdy thieves. A good man at heart, he has gotten used to hiding his emotions behind his strapping muscles and brute strength.  Yet, when the thieves ambush an unsuspecting rider, Richard is forced to drop his mask and step forward. 

Will both men be able to see what lies before them or will they be blind to the possibility of happiness?


Available at:

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Kindness can be found in the strangest places. In this snippet, James has been kidnapped by a group of outlaws, but one of them decides that he must be hungry...

“I thought, I thought, you’d like something to eat.”

He was breathless. Good God, he was breathless. What was wrong with him? The man blinked, his long dark lashes touching his pale cheek in an intimate caress. Richard swallowed as those blue eyes looked at him again, piecing right through him, searching his heart and soul,exploring him as if he held the key to a riddle.

“I’m bound.”

A shiver ran down his spine at the sound of the decadent voice. The man before him was a contradiction, so dainty in appearance and yet with a voice so dark and rough.

“I’ll feed it to you,” Richard supplied. He wet his lips, feeling the back of his neck burn as those blue eyes dropped to his mouth. “I can’t release your bonds or Pete will kill me.”

The prisoner nodded in understanding. Richard smiled.

“What is your name?” he asked while ladling the spoon with some broth.

The man hesitated, clearly uncertain whether or not he should give out his name.

“James.”

“I’m Richard.”

Richard’s hands trembled slightly as he offered James the food. He couldn’t take his eyes away from his mouth as it opened and received the spoon. Richard’s cock twitched as the prisoner’s lips
dragged over the utensil. Without a word, he fed him another spoonful. James’ lips snagged on them again, soft, red, delicious. He wanted to taste them, to grasp them between his teeth and tug, to nip, caress and love them until they became red as cherries.

“More, please.”

Richard’s cock hardened at James’ request. More. He wanted more too. He wanted James under him, on top of him, all over him. He wanted those lips dragging over his erection just like they trailed
and hitched on the spoon. He started as the spoon clanked against the empty bowl, realizing for the first time that while feeding James, he had done naught but stare at his lips. Richard lifted his eyes to James, worried that the other man would repudiate him. Instead, he met eyes darkened by unspoken passion. His heart skipped a beat and he looked away. Was he imagining it? It didn’t matter … they couldn’t do this. Not now. His mouth dried as he surveyed the men in the cave.

They were all asleep.

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Wednesday, August 17, 2016

#MidWeek Tease: The Golden Cock #erotic #naughtyfairytale

Happy Hump-Day everyone!

Today, I'm mixing things up a bit and instead of the usual Wednesday Brief, I'm sharing a Mid Week Tease. I'll be alternating the two during the month, so don't worry, Jay and Josh's story will continue!



In today's tease I'm going back to book 1 of my Naughty Fairy Tale series, The Witches' Mischief, titled, The Golden Cock.


Picture Kind-hearted Vincent Stowe spent years with an inferiority complex until, one day, after accepting to help an older woman with an odd request he receives a life-changing gift.

“Ice Duchess” Brielle is desperate for a solution to her inability to orgasm, so when word about a man with a magical cock reaches her ears, she decides that he just might be what she needs.

Will Vincent’s "Golden Cock" be enough for the "Ice Duchess", or will something else come to play along the way?


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In this snippet, Brielle hears about The Golden Cock for the first time...



Brielle looked around the crowded room for her friend and cousin, Gisselle. She spotted her in the distance, speaking with Christabelle, Countess of Mosckat, and another small group of girls.
She made her way across the room, nodding to a few acquaintances. She blushed when Lord Cornewell spotted her and winked. It wasn’t the youthful blush of a young maiden in love, as would be expected of her, but one of utter mortification. She’d taken Frederic to bed the
night before, with the promise that she’d reach the highest heights of pleasure, and yet it had been anther frustrating sexual encounter.

Again, she left the chamber feeling unsatisfied, her cunt dry as a raisin and disappointment coursing through her. Her father would have a fit when she told him that she’d be turning down Lord
Cornewell’s marriage proposal as well.

Sighing, she concentrated on the pack of women speaking in low whispers and giggling. She noticed Gisselle’s flush and smiled. The women were probably speaking about matters of the bedroom.
What her cousin, inexperienced as she was, was doing there was beyond her. As she inched closer, she heard snippets of the conversation.

“Ah, you have no idea … he is a gold mine.” The countess paused, smiling smugly. “Among those that have tried him, he is the Golden Cock. Once you try it, you will never feel the same.”

“Where did you hear about him?”

“Here and there. They say that one of the girls from Grey’s club tried him for a night and couldn’t walk for a week.”

The women laughed, many of them flushing and covering their faces with their adorned fans.

“Of course, I had to find out what all the fuss was about.”

“And?”

“It is marvelous. Thick and long … it reaches every crevice and nook. The man is not only talented with his cock, but his hands and mouth are also magnificent.”

“Good gracious, Countess. By the sounds of it, the skill of this
man could probably melt the Ice Duchess’ frozen pussy,” one of the girls said, laughing.

Brielle narrowed her eyes. It was time to interrupt. “What is this you speak of?” she asked, pressing her way into the circle of women.

“Duchess,” Christabelle gasped. The women all bowed and Brielle swallowed a frustrated huff at the protocol nonsense. “We were, well––” she stammered.

“Please. I wish to know.”

“Really…”

“Countess Mosckat, I insist.” She hated having to recur to her most imposing tone, but the countess, barely a few years older than she, allowed her no other option.

“Well, there is a young lad in town.” Christabelle flushed. “It is murmured that his––” she paused, “penis is more than adequate for those that seek pleasure.”

“The golden cock, I heard you.” She smiled and Christabelle returned the gesture.

“Yes, that is how he is known.”

“Have you tried him, Christabelle?” The woman’s pale skin turned crimson, her mouth falling open in surprise.

“I…”

“Well, I am no prude, Christabelle. You were speaking quite openly about it just now, so tell me.”
“Yes, my lady, I have tried it,” she admitted with a lick of her lips. Brielle narrowed her eyes. Was she remembering the taste of that golden cock?

“Was it good?”

Christabelle smiled, her eyes sparkling with delight as she snapped her fan open and cooled her face.

“Yes, the earl and I were very much pleased.”

There was a collective gasp as the girls in the group realized the implications of the countess’s words. The earl had also been present during her games with this famed man.

Smiling warmly at the countess, Brielle offered her hand.

“Walk with me?”

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Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Beauty in the Beast releases today! #Fantasy #release #romance #erotic #goodvsevil

Beauty in the Beast is available now! 


Light will become shadow. Love will become hate. Good will become evil. The Darkness is here. There will be no escape.

Morgana Wiles has spent her life, alongside her mother, fighting against the arrival of the creature known as The Darkness. Unfortunately, neither of them were able to stop him and now he's here, ready to destroy all that is good in the world. Morgana must face him, but now that the time has come, she finds that things are not as simple. Her mother is gone, self-doubt is creeping in, and her visions are unclear. To make matters worse, a man with evil intent has entered her life and is bent on complicating her mission. Will she be able to resist him in time to fight The Darkness or will she succumb and become that which she despises?

Christopher Bexley is no gentleman. He enjoys trickery, deceit, mischief and above all seduction. Sexual intercourse is the greatest source of power there is or at least there was, until he heard about the Gem. Now that he has discovered there's a stone that can make him the most powerful magic user of all time, he must have it. The only problem is that the only other person that might know where it is, is a stickler for rules and being good. Morgana is too innocent for his liking, and there's only one thing he can do to change that: corrupt her.

Buy now at:

Evernight Publishing
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Amazon.com
Amazon.uk
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 Find out more about this Naughty Fairy Tale series: The Witches' Mischief* 
Each Book can be read as a stand-alone

The Golden Cock

Blind Beauty


The Three Thieves and The Dom


Bear Heart


*Each book can be read as a stand-alone

Friday, June 20, 2014

#Giveaway and some news! #Amazon #NaughtyFairyTale #TheWitchesMischief

Dear fabulous readers,

I'm thrilled to announce that Book 4 of The Witches' Mischief Series, Bear Heart, has been accepted for publication from Evernight Publishing! Below is the tentative blurb.


By day a bear, by night a man.

Half a century ago Simon Lancaster loved a woman. But when he committed a crime and was seduced by a witch his fate was sealed. Forced to live as a shifter by day and human by night, he becomes hopeless.

He believes there is nothing left in life for him. That is, until he meets Margaret O'Hare. An unconventional woman, Margaret makes him feel whole again, but he doesn't know if he can allow the walls he has erected around his heart to lower, no matter how much he grows to care for her.

As their time together has them becoming closer, he starts to trust and love again. But a happily ever after might not be in Simon's future as dark shadows emerge to destroy what he has built with Margaret.


In other news, the $10 Amazon Gift Card giveaway to celebrate the release of The Three Thieves and The Dom (book 3 of The Witches Mischief series) is coming to an end in 2 days. Enter now, if you haven't already. 

Happy Friday!

XOXO,
Elyzabeth 

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Monday, February 10, 2014

My Writing Process...

Happy Monday my darlings! Today I've got something a little different, but before I continue, if you only have time to visit the Evernight Love Scene Blog Hop then please head here

 Otherwise, welcome to My Writing Process! I got invited by the lovely Shehanne Moore (pictured on the right here) to participate in this bloghop/tour/quest/thing. You can read her post Here.

You might remember Shehanne from her visit back in January with a group of thieves... or because she's my doodle buddy.

Well, Shehanne asked me to take a part in this, and how could I resist? I'm to answer the questions below and then nominate three other victims, I mean, authors, who will, in turn, write about their own writing process next Monday, February 17th.

Here we go:

1)     What am I working on? I'm currently finishing up book 3 of The Witches' Mischief series. Soussanna the witch and her daughter Morgana again meddle to give some love birds a little help. However, Conall has some things to forgive before he can take his women back. (And no error on the plural there in women *wink*)

 Book 1 is The Golden Cock and Book 2,  which just released last week, is Blind Beauty!

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2)     How does my work differ from others of its genre?  As erotic romance novels, there's always going to be the usual elements that define the genre but there's also going to be more... Each plot is different from the next, each character is different from another... We're all humans but we're not all the same and neither are the stories I write. Expect the unexpected. *Smiles*


3)     Why do I write what I do? Because I love it. I wish I could give you a magnificent explanation full of adventure and heart-stopping moments, but there's none of that. Fantasy and romance are my two favorite genres.  I love writing about love in all its forms, I love imagining and getting lost in new worlds and I'm a sucker for happy endings. Mix all three of them and you've got a happy Elyzabeth.


4)     How does your writing process work? Writing process? That exists? Wait, give me a minute to think... Let's see... nope... I don't think you can say I have an actual writing process. Depending on what I'm working on I'll make character profiles, or not, I'll outline the story, or not, I'll write 5000 words one day and only 1000 the next, or not, I'll stay up until 3am to finish a chapter, or not... so on and so forth. Humm, now that I think about it, there's one thing that I always, always do when I write: let my muse run wild and grin like a fool while I'm out with the dog!




Next Monday make sure to pay these 3 lovely ladies a visit! 

Carlene Love Flores is a big fan of the stars (especially Orion), honest music (especially Depeche Mode), and her travelling family (no favorites there-she loves them all). These things have always inspired her to think up edgy, intimate love stories and continue to do so. If she could touch someone’s heart with her writing the way others have done for her, she’d say truly there never lived a luckier girl. http://carlenelove.com/

Nikki Prince is a mother of two, who’s always had a dream to be a published author in the romance genre. Her passion lies in raising her children as readers, gaming, cooking, reading and her writing. Her mother can now breathe easy about the child who used to get in trouble because she was hiding books everywhere and reading when it wasn’t appropriate.
Nikki’s a multi-published author with several epublishing houses. She loves to write Interracial romances in all genres, but wants to let everyone know to not box her in, because there is always room for growth.

Nikki’s also a member of Romance Writers of America National chapter (http://www.rwa.org) and OCC/RWA local chapter (http://www.occrwa.org) and is a member of the board as Co-Programs Director.  She is also a member of the online chapter Passionate Ink RWA. Http://www.authornikkiprince.com


R. Brennan is a multi-published author or erotica and erotic romance. She’s a subbie brat with a bitch streak, an IT geek for the state of New York, and reformed gaming addict living in the rolling hills of Upstate NY. (You know, where it takes a ten minute drive to buy a gallon of milk, and the smell of cows lingers on the breeze.)

The truly brave are welcome to follow her blog:http://bexbooknook.wordpress.com or stalk her on twitter: 
@bexbrennan Often NSFW but usually entertaining. http://rbrennan.weebly.com

Friday, February 7, 2014

Evernight Publishing's Love Scene Blog Hop


 ♫ ♪♫ Love is in the air, everywhere you look around  ♫ ♪♫ ♪ ♪♫

Welcome to the Evernight Publishing Love Scene Blog hop! Prizes and love to go around for everyone! *smile* 




As a Grand Prize Evernight Publishing is offering:


 $100 Visa gift card for a night out 
(to be randomly chosen from all blog comments and open internationally)



I'll be giving away: 


a $10 Evernight Gift Card and these earrings!
(to a randomly chosen commenter and open internationally)

Before you delve into my love scene, let me introduce you to Soussanna. You might have heard of her before if you've read Book 1 or 2 of The Witches' Mischief Series (The Golden Cock or the just released  Blind Beauty), or you might not have heard of her at all. Either way, let me tell you a few things about her before you read 'the love scene'. 

- Soussanna is a witch (thus, the title of the series *grin*) and she's very old. Centuries old. She's been through quite a lot this woman.
- She has a nose for trouble. When it doesn't come to her, she'll go after it. 

- The scene below happened long before The Golden Cock and Blind Beauty... 


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Soussanna hurried across the fields. The moon hid behind the clouds throwing everything into darkness before it reappeared again. Pinpricks of awareness dashed over her flesh. He was near. Doran. Her heart seemed to skip a beat just from thinking about him and she picked up her pace. The trees were near, their meeting point barely a few more steps away. Insanity. That was what this feeling was. She was a pariah, the town's outcast, yet he insisted on seeing her. Insisted on touching her, kissing her, making her his. Who was she to refuse? 

She stepped into the wooded area. Her hood snagged on a branch, momentarily deterring her. Cursing under her breath she pulled it loose and continued on her way.  How could she refuse Doran? Her heart sang every time he was near and her magical senses became heightened for days after he touched her. It was a heady feeling. Two more feet. Doran. Her body tingled and sweet juices coated her thighs as she caught sight of him. He had his back to her, his long brown hair falling over his wide shoulders in soft waves. Soussanna took in a deep breath and slowed her pace. Tucking her hair behind her ears, she smoothed the wrinkles of her simple black cloak. 

"You're here." 

Her knees grew weak as he turned to face her, his blue eyes almost black in the darkness of the forest. 

"Yes, as always," she replied, closing the distance between them. 

He opened his arms and she stepped into their warm comfort. Peace enveloped her as she lay her head against his chest, listening to the thundering pattern of his heart. Gently grasping her chin, Doran tilted her head back and kissed her. Warm and pleasant his lips molded to hers thrice before his tongue snaked out and eased into her mouth. She moaned. Her pulse thundered. Flashes of lightening danced behind her lids. Magic.

Doran’s large hands snaked to her rear, pulling her closer. Soussanna groaned. His hard cock nudged her belly and more juices coated the apex between her thighs. She needed him.

“Doran.”

“Soussanna.” His normally deep voice was hoarse and shaky. He pushed her away, holding her at arm’s length. “We can’t continue like this.”

“What do you mean?”

With a heavy sigh, Doran pulled her back into his arms. She tilted her head to look at him. His blue eyes danced over her face as if he were committing her features to memory.

“These clandestine meetings in the middle of the night, the secrets.” Taking her smaller hand into his larger one, he placed it on his chest over his heart. “Do you feel how it drums for you?”

“For me?”  Her voice sounded small and far away as she pressed her palm firmly against his heart, drawing music from it into her limbs.

“Only for you, Soussanna.”

The music rose and washed over her, turning into fiery sparks of love. Her vision danced and she realized that tears were spilling down her cheeks. No one had ever said anything remotely similar to her. Doran’s thumb brushed over her cheek, followed by his lips. Soussanna smiled. He was kissing away her tears.

“I love you, sweet Soussanna.” His warm breath fanned her ear, before he kissed her neck.

Reaching for the ties that kept her cloak fastened, Soussanna undid them. The dark material slid to the floor and she presented herself to him, naked and ready. Meeting his gaze, she gave him a shaky smile. The words she had never uttered before stuck at her throat and she panicked that she would not be able to say them, but then he touched her and they spilled from her tongue like a pouring rain cloud. 

“I love you, Doran.” 

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