Saturday, December 28, 2019

Food coma ~ Weekend Writing Warriors Snippet from Weekend Magic #holidayread

Dear Readers and Author friends, Happy Holidays! This is the last post of 2019! I know I’ve been missing for a few months now, (sadly the second half of 2019 hasn’t been kind to me), but I hope to return with consistency in 2020.

Today’s snippet is from my latest release,Weekend Magic (A Christmas Realm Tale), and it’s kind of how I feel New Year’s is going to go down food-wise. 😜Enjoy !

Happy New Year to everyone and may 2020 bring us lots of good things! ❤️
Elyzabeth 







“A music band set up their instruments on the stage while guests finished their meals. Fairy lights hung from the wooden rafters giving the atmosphere a magical glow. The smell of grilled meat mingled with cotton candy and the fresh breeze coming from the open doors.

Mia chewed on her last bite appreciating the rich texture, before placing her cutlery down and leaning back against her chair. She set her hands atop her belly.

“I believe I’m going to go into food coma.”

Karnon chuckled.

“You better not. We still have a long night ahead of us.”

Excerpt From
Weekend Magic
Elyzabeth M. VaLey
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No-strings-attached sensual fun in an exotic new world? Yes, please!

When Mia Ert gets an invitation to the Annual Christmas Tree Convention which takes place in August, the last thing she expects is for it to be at the North Pole in a place called the Christmas Realm, where every fairy tale creature she thought was mere fantasy is actually real. Convinced it’s a dream, she decides to make the most of it, especially when she meets her guide, Karnon.

Surely, a weekend of passionate lovemaking with a fiery human wouldn’t hurt anyone.

Elk shifter Karnon was only supposed to act as Mia’s guide into the magic of his world for a few hours, but when the sexy human starts to flirt with him, who is he to resist? After all, they told him to make her feel welcome, so he’s going to make sure she gets everything she wants, including a few mind blowing orgasms.

With both of them on the same page, nothing can go wrong. Except, will forty-eight hours be enough to satisfy them both?



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Thursday, December 19, 2019

Book Spotlight on Dirty Brilliance by Lea Bronsen #billionaireRomance #MM #LGBTQ #Manlove






Kace Karrington is a wealthy, self-made investor with no qualms about steamrolling others to achieve his goals. He’s attracted to men, but picks up beautiful women, giving the cold, unfeeling world of Finance the appearance he’s successful...powerful. That is until he meets a smoking hot street punk eager to show him there’s more to life than making money.

#Billionaire #Manlove #Gay #MM #Romance


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And then happens what happens to me once in a long while: he catches my attention. I mean really makes me stop and stare. I’m attracted to men, after all, and some can be surprisingly handsome. This specimen is a lot more so than one would imagine of a drug addict. Strong, symmetrical features and tanned skin make quite the tableau with full lips, an aquiline nose, and dark green, gold-flecked irises framed by thick eyelashes. Even unkempt blond hair and a three-day stubble look sexy on him.
This is the guy who calls himself my sister’s friend? He’s so easy on the eyes, he has to be more than a friend.
He scowls. “Do you always do that?”
“Do what?” I take in the rest of him. He’s my height, but much skinnier. Probably can’t afford to go to a gym and do weights three times a week like I do.
“Refuse to shake someone’s hand,” he replies, tone offended. His voice sounds light but mature. Warm, comfortable to the ear. “While your sister’s in there…fighting for her life.” Tears form in his eyes. So, their redness was due to him crying.
“Sorry, it’s the nerves.” I give him my hand.
“Yeah.” He accepts to shake it, but his wet glare tells me he’s not convinced.
Me? I’m so taken aback by his good looks and intense presence, I almost forget why I came out of the room.
Oh yeah. Coffee.


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Lea Bronsen likes her reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strives to give her own stories the same intensity. After a deep dive on the unforgiving world of gangsters with her debut novel Wild Hearted, she divides her writing time between romantic suspenses, dark erotic romances, and crime thrillers.

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Tuesday, December 17, 2019

Book Spotlight on Naughty Christmas Present by Jennifer Denys #Christmas #BDSM #paranormal


Naughty Christmas Present (Naughty Xmas 2)
By Jennifer Denys
Short story, 11,000 words, paranormal, fantasy, Christmas, BDSM (this is the second in the Naughty Xmas series. The first was Naughty Christmas Wishes)




Blurb:
This is a tale of unrequited love . . . but will it be requited by the end? Of course, it will — this is a Christmas story after all!
The question is, how will Gren, a troll and bartender at Pogue’s Bar, prove to the beautiful blonde Siren, Ligia, that he is the man for her? When unexpected circumstances bring them together, he jumps at the chance to give her a special Christmas present and show her that he is everything she needs. Will his present — a session in his personal S&M playroom – be enough? Or could her Siren song cause his death in the process?

Hot excerpt:

The Siren turned her body to lounge back on her elbows, spreading her knees wide in invitation, grinning at him. She lifted one foot to rub it over his stomach, pushing her breasts forward invitingly, while running her tongue over her lips, trying all her seductive tricks.
Little minx.
He swatted her leg way. Gren was sorely tempted but the gleam in her eye gave him pause. He knew she was trying to get him to ejaculate but he wasn’t going to give in to her that easily. Surging forward he dropped the flogger to the floor and with one thick forearm, he pressed both of her legs against her stomach pushing her back on the bench with a thud and delivered several swift hard smacks to her bottom with his other hand.
“Ouch! Gren!” She punched ineffectually against his arm.
“Serves you right.” He stared her down as she struggled to get up. “Stay still. I haven’t finished.”
The Siren subsided. Her expression going from hurt to bemused. She stroked his arm, running her fingers over his bulging biceps. “Okay, lover. What are you going to do next?” Her voice was silky smooth.
He smiled inwardly at her attempt to charm him into doing things her way.
Not a chance, sweetheart.
The troll followed up his spanking by rubbing her hot butt, soothing her while he contemplated his next move. “This is a very tempting position. There are several things I could do while you are on your back like this.”
She guffawed. “I know what I’d do.” She then reached down with her right hand feeling her way until she encircled his cock.
Gren gave her a mock frown. “I could spank you some more. Would you like that?”
Her huff made him smile but the dilation of her eyes told him something different. She let go of him, although her hand caressed his butt instead. “So, tell me what you had in mind.”
“I could get the flogger to finish what I started earlier if you don’t put your hands on the bars.”
The rise of her eyebrow was a challenge and he couldn’t resist chuckling. But at least she did as he commanded.
“Or I could do this.” Ligia’s eyes opened wide as his thumb strayed up to her slit, pressing into her labia. He hadn’t intended doing that, wanting to keep the play to some fun BDSM but the smell of her arousal was so powerful he just had to touch her.
Immediately his cock shot up, his seed threatening to spill and he clenched his jaw, holding himself rigid. Meanwhile, the woman beneath him squealed, lifting her butt up off the bench. She was pressed back down by Gren’s strong arm as her fingers clasped over his bulging muscles, nails digging in.
She shuddered. “Holy Ghost. Don’t stop.”
Gren grinned. He had no intention of ceasing, not yet. This was a heaven-sent opportunity to touch her as he’d always dreamt and he moved his thumb upward to rub her engorged clit.


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