Tuesday, July 9, 2019

Adult Fairy Tale--Naughty Snow White



A fairy tale for adults. In this fun erotic romance, Snow White is far from innocent.  She steals her evil step-mother’s diamond ring, hawks it, and runs away to San Francisco where she meets her Prince Charming, who just happens to be the grandson of a famous San Franciscan rock guitarist. Her evil step-mother is determined to seek revenge and poisons her with an apple pie. Will Snow White survive? Will the step-mother be punished for what she's done?
Only 99 cents. For Readers 18+

Five Star Review:

In this delightful adult fairy tale, Snow White is reimagined for a modern world. She runs away to San Francisco and is taken in by seven gay guys, all of whom are Deadheads. Nicely done, not porn by any means, but a quite romantically done version of the classic fairy tale. Well written, extra stars from me for working in the Dead lyrics and the casting of Prince Charming!


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Thursday, June 13, 2019

With Love From New Orleans



WITH LOVE FROM NEW ORLEANS
Series: Voyages of the Heart, Volume 2
Cover Designer: T.E. Black with T.E. Black Designs
Release Date: 5/30/2019
Genre: Multi-Genre Romance
International Bestseller!
Only 99 cents for a limited time only!!

BLURB:
Voyages of the Heart

Cities around the world have their own charming allure which pulls you in, allowing you to enjoy their secrets. They offer love, passion, laughter, healing, and even heartbreak. The authors have penned these emotions and more into their stories one page at a time. Pack your luggage to join us on our voyage of the heart. Our next destination: New Orleans!

With Love From New Orleans

Romance in the “Big Easy” isn't for the faint of heart. The mystery hidden in the worlds created by VOTH's authors will keep you enthralled in each and every tale. The only promise on this voyage of love is that we’ve sealed each story with a kiss of passion which will entice you to come back for more. Welcome to New Orleans where every page reveals a new secret as we explore the city's round-the-clock appeal.

LIST OF AUTHORS:
Alyssa Drake | Amy Allen | Annalise Alexis| Ashlee Shades | Autumn Sand | Bella Emy |
Brian Miller | Carrie Humphrey | Jade Royal | Jas T. Ward | Lilly Black | Katherine L.E. White |
Maggie Adams | Maria Vickers | Natalie-Nicole Bates| Nia Farrell | Patricia D. Eddy |
Roux Cantrell | Sandra R. Neeley |Tamsen Schultz

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OTHER BOOKS IN THIS SERIES:
With Love From London
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MY REVIEW:

When I first heard about this anthology, I was very excited because I love New Orleans and have been there so many times that I consider it my second home.  Many of these authors are new to me, so I was eager to read what they had to say about romance in the Big Easy. 

What a diversity of stories and situations.  A Bite and A Mark: A Story from the Grid is about a young man who wakes up finding himself handcuffed to a vegetarian vampire who also has no idea how they got there. 

Her Revenge is about how a wife gets back at her husband for cheating on her; Enemy Mine stars a Federal Cavalry Officer in occupied New Orleans who comes to the rescue of a young southern virgin, who  because of poverty, decides to become a prostitute; Serendipity is a charming story about a widow who literally takes a bullet for a powerful man she's never met before; and Blame It on the Spring Fling is a fun story about a young woman who makes love potions and fears that her old love, a vampire, only has feelings for her (and become her "Love Zombie") because he's accidentally cut himself on broken bottles of her concoctions.

The two stories that resonated with me the most were The French Quarter Queen and Redemption in New Orleans.  Both stories were so evocative of the city that I felt I was right there with them. I love stories about lovers getting a second chance and the characters in these stories are complicated and relatable.  One of the stories ends in a shocking way (I won't tell you which one).  

If you like happily-ever-afters and marriage proposals, you'll enjoy these stories. They're definitely worth a read.

Monday, May 13, 2019

150th Anniversary of the completion of the Transcontinental Railroad



My husband and I were two of 20,000 people on Friday who celebrated the 150th anniversary of the completion of the transcontinental railroad at Promontory Summit, Utah. Within three years of its completion, trains could travel from New York City to San Francisco in just one week.  Prior to that, travelers endured up to 6 months or more of dangerous travel by ship or covered wagon to cross the continent.

The transcontinental railroad was built by Civil War veterans from both the North and the South who worked together, along with Mormon settlers, African-Americans, Native Americans, and Chinese laborers. Building from the West, the Central Pacific Railroad hired 15,000 workers, of whom 12,000 or more were Chinese immigrants. These men had to blast through the granite of the imposing Sierra Nevada mountains and it was dangerous work using explosives. Many lost their lives.

Fireworks lit up the afternoon sky and a flyover of four planes in formation, saluted this grand achievement--the most important engineering feat of the 19th century and a symbol of the east and west coming together to make the United States one connected nation filled with many ethnicities who worked together to get the job done.  

I wrote an erotic western about a young woman's time spent with the men who built the transcontinental railroad.



Told by a plucky 18-year-old, this sexy western is about her time spent with the men who built the transcontinental railroad and the prostitutes who traveled with them in rowdy makeshift towns nicknamed Hell on Wheels. 

A coming of age story, humorous at times, it is about how she loses her innocence step-by-step and leaves behind her moral Mormon upbringing and eventually earns money writing erotic stories based upon what she sees when a prostitute in the camp brings customers back to their room. 

Falling in love and lust with several men along the way, she meets a surveyor for the railroad who offers her a different life. Will she be able to leave behind what she has seen and experienced in the Hell on Wheels camps? And will one man be enough? Very sexually explicit and meant for adults only.

It's available for $2.99 at Amazon, Apple, Barnes and Noble, Google Play, Smashwords, and Kobo.
Also available in paperback at Amazon.

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Wednesday, April 17, 2019

Featured Author--Matt Converse



We've all seen strippers up on stage. Did you ever wonder how they got there? The answer might surprise you.

Michael is a scrawny kid from Ohio who moves to San Francisco with his boyfriend Kenny. He loves everything about the city, except the guy he's with. When things turn ugly, how will he escape and how will he survive on his own, completely alone in the big city?

Along the way, he meets an eccentric cast of characters in his own personal Oz. An unlikely and not so yellow brick road with unexpected twists and turns lead him to the stage, but what will he find when he gets there? Will he have what it takes to make it as a stripper? Sometimes, you only get one shot.

Here's my 5 Star Review:

Applause!
I really enjoyed this true, coming-of-age story about how a scrawny kid who was bullied and called a sissy in school leaves behind his home in Ohio and moves to San Francisco where he feels at home in the gay community and eventually becomes a popular stripper who dances to songs by Lady Gaga. After finishing the book, I watched a music video of her song "Applause", Matt's song of choice in his early career, and imagined what he might look like dancing to it. I'm sure he put on a great show.


About Matt Converse:

Matt Converse of San Francisco is the bestselling author of the three book series #1 LGBT Horror bestseller Obsexsion, Strip Shot, and Behind the Velvet Curtain, erotic horror shocker Leather Head and his latest release Window Watcher. He aspires to bring diversity to the publishing world.




Wednesday, April 10, 2019

All Aboard Train Buffs


Are you a train buff like me? I fell in love with trains when I was eleven and my cousin and I took a trip to Colorado with our Grandmother.

When I graduated from college, my husband and I fulfilled one of my life-long dreams: we took the train from California all the way to New York City, stopping along the way in New Orleans, Atlanta, Washington DC, and Philadelphia.

It's no wonder that I'm going to Utah next month to celebrate the 150th anniversary of the Golden Spike--the place where the transcontinental railroad united the east and west coasts of the United States--one of the greatest engineering feats of the 19th century.

Some people where I live are protesting the noise that trains make as they travel through crossings. I'm a hold-out: I love the high lonesome sound of a train in the middle of the night. I always feel like it's calling out to me, "Climb aboard. Let's explore the world together."

I've written and am writing 3 books about this transcontinental railroad. Here's my latest. It's an erotic Western about an 18-year-old girl's experience living with the men who worked on it and the prostitutes who traveled along with them in make-shift towns known as Hell on Wheels. For Readers 18+



Available at Amazon, Apple, Barnes and Noble, Kobo
 and Smashwords 







Wednesday, April 3, 2019

Hell on Wheels: A Sexy Western



I have a new Erotic Romance out today. Here's what it's about:

Told by a plucky 18-year-old spitfire, this sexy western is about her time spent with the men who built the transcontinental railroad and the prostitutes who traveled with them in rowdy makeshift towns nicknamed Hell on Wheels. 

A coming of age story, humorous at times, it is about how she loses her innocence step-by-step and leaves behind her moral Mormon upbringing and eventually earns money writing erotic stories based upon what she sees when a prostitute in the camp brings customers back to their room.

Falling in love and lust with several men along the way, she meets a surveyor for the railroad who offers her a different life. Will she be able to leave behind what she has seen and experienced in the Hell on Wheels camps? And will one man be enough? Very sexually explicit and meant for adults only. Contains Male/Female and Female/Female erotica in addition to Female/Male/Female and Male/Female/Male threesomes. 

Here are some sexy excerpts:



I sprawled out on a pew and thought, “Ooh…This is the life.”
Then I remembered that I was in a church, so I tried my best to pray.  I said aloud, “Lord, please forgive me for my sins.  I’m sorry that I enjoyed sex so much with those two men.”  After the words came out of my mouth, I was mortified.  What a whore I was turning out to be!
***
When the men wondered who I was, she’d tell them that I was a writer who wrote sexy stories for fancy New York newspapers, and I needed to watch them fornicate so I could take down notes.
Many of the men liked the idea of showing off in front of a spectator and enjoyed telling me, in very graphic details, what they liked about Lily’s body and how they were going to give her the best sex she’s ever had.




****

He helped me climb down from his buggy and we went inside.  He hollered out, “Timothy, we’re home,” and in walked the most gorgeous specimen of a man I’d ever seen.  He was holding a hammer and wasn’t wearing a shirt.  My eyes took in his rugged good looks and I admired his muscular chest that tapered down to his slim waist.  He was wearing fringed suede pants like the Indians wear.  His pants hung down low, exposing a sexy vee pattern of muscles that seemed to point down to his treasure below.  I wanted to pull down his pants to see more but behaved myself.  

Hell on Wheels: A Sexy Western by Maggie May









Sunday, March 10, 2019

A Sexy Excerpt from my Erotic Romance "Sugar Daddy"


A few days rolled by and I heard nothing from the sexy silver fox I met at the library where I worked.  He may have come by the library when I was out at the doctor’s office. When I came back home from my appointment, my phone rang, and I desperately hoped it was him. I answered and all I could hear was heavy breathing.  When we finally did start talking to each other, he wouldn't identify himself.  We spoke about our past sexual relationships and when I told him mine, he answered, “Well, I hope all of them weren’t half bad.”
“No, shortly after that, I met an older man.”
“Now, I’m beginning to like this story.”
I laughed and said, “Why?  Are you an older man?”  As if I didn’t know.
“I’m whoever you want me to be.”
“Well, I met this teacher at the library where I work.”
“Go on,” he encouraged.
“He was very well-read.  I like that in a man.”
“How could you tell?”
“By the books he was checking out.”
“What was so special about them?”
“They were all my favorite erotic romances.”
“Anyone in particular?” he asked.
I was hoping that he’d read Vox, and that was why he was calling me for phone sex.
He said, “Well, upon a librarian’s suggestions, I’ve been reading Vox.”
Ha! It is him.
“How do you like it so far?” I eagerly asked.
“It’s made my cock rock hard right now.”
“So, you get the visual with the book and the audio with me.”
“Exactly.  I wouldn’t want one without the other.”
“So, I’m the soundtrack to your sexual fantasies.”
“Are you okay with that?”
“Very okay.”
“Why don’t you touch yourself?”
“I already am.”
“So, are your fingers in the ‘fuck-me hole’ of your Teddy you told me about?”
“Maybe.”  I cannot tell a lie.  “Can you hold on for a minute while I get comfortable?”
“Sure, as long as you don’t go away.”
“I’ll be back.  Hold your horses.”  I quickly unzipped my jeans and threw off my t-sheet so that I was completely naked.
When I came back online, he asked, “What were you doing?”
“Taking off my clothes.”
“You mean your Teddy with the hole in it.”
“No.  I’ll be honest.  I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt.”
He laughed and said, “What a little liar you are.  Did your t-shirt have a slogan on it?”
I started laughing thinking about what it said and told him, “It says, ‘Have you hugged a librarian today’?”
“I’d gladly hug a particular librarian today.  In fact, I loved to fuck that librarian.”
When he said that, I tingled all over.  I felt my pussy and knew that I was dripping.  I rubbed my pre-cum all over my lower lips and surrendered to the pleasure of it.  “Mmm…it feels so good,” I told him.
“What are you doing?”
“Fondling my puss.”
“And how is Lady Jane feeling right now?”
“You’ve been reading Lady Chatterley’s Lover, haven’t you?”
“Yes, I have—you sexy British cunt.”
“Such language!” I teased.
“That’s what happens when you decide to fuck the gamekeeper.”
“So, are you stroking John Thomas?”
“Yes, and he is standing erect to greet the lady of the manor.”
“Go on, tell me more.”
“I want to be inside you turgid and quivering.”
“Ooh. Go on, D. H. Lawrence.”
“Tha’rt good cunt, though, aren’t ter?  Best bit o’ cunt left on earth.”
I was thoroughly impressed with his verbal skills and his awesome memory that enabled him to quote these lines so readily, with little preparation.  Or, maybe he was reading from his underlined copy of the book.  I told him, “You really get me.  You know that?”
“I hope so.”  I made a loud show of spitting saliva on my fingers, hoping that he’d recognize exactly what I was doing.
“It sounds like your making yourself wet.”
“You got that right.”
“I have some Vaseline.  I’m slathering it all over my cock until it shines.”
“Don’t you wish we could put olive oil all over each other in some hotel room where we wouldn’t have to clean up the mess we’d made?”
“I’d like that.  We should do that sometime,” he said and continued moaning and stroking.  I heightened my moaning, too; but wanted to wait so we could cum together.  I could hear his excitement build and mine followed in solidarity.  “Oh my God!” I heard him cry.  “I’m cumming.”
That was all I needed to hear before I ultimately surrendered and let it all go in one long orgasm that gave me wave upon wave of pleasure.
After we were finished, I said, “That was a long time cumming.”
He laughed and said, “Literally.”
Hurt, I asked, “Do you think I was cumming too long?”
“Of course not, silly.  You are perfect.”
“You don’t think I’m a nympho.”
“Get out of here.  I want a girl who gets me.  And you get me.  That’s why I like you so much.”
“Will you be my boyfriend?” I asked, sounding old-fashioned and sweet.
You must have a lot of boyfriends.”
“Not at the moment.”
“Will you let me into your world?”
“I think I can trust you.”

“You know that you can.”

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Would you like to read more?
It only costs 99 cents.
Sugar Daddy is available at all your 
favorite online bookstores.

http://books2read.com/sugar 




Thursday, February 14, 2019

Happy Valentine's Day

Just in time for Valentine's Day comes this book trailer for my latest erotic romance: Torn Between Two Lovers: A Civil War Romance.




I've always been fascinated by the Civil War and absolutely loved Ken Burn's series that used the hauntingly beautiful tune "Ashokan Farewell" as its the theme song.  Every time I hear it I want to cry, thinking of all of the brave men, including my Great Grandfather, who fought in the war.

I especially loved seeing the couples together for their formal photographs with the men dressed in their uniforms.  One of the most poignant segments in the series was the reading of Sullivan Ballou letter to his wife that he wrote the night before he was killed at the Battle at Bull Run.  It is so eloquent and touching. I dare you not to cry when you read it.

Sullivan Ballou Letter

My historical romance Torn Between Two Lovers: A Civil War Romance is about a young southern woman who is in love three men: her husband who died in the war, a Yankee soldier who is wounded aboard the steamboat, The Sultana, and a handsome doctor who treats wounded soldiers in a cordoned-off section of the famous Gayoso Hotel in Memphis. After her husband dies, she tries to commit suicide but is distracted from drowning herself when she sees something floating on the Mississippi River after the fire on the steamboat.  It turns out to be a wounded soldier atop on a coil of rope. She takes him home with her and tends to his wounds, all the while fearing that her neighbors will discover she's been harboring a Yankee in her house.  When his condition gets worse,  she takes him to the hospital and ends up falling in love with his doctor.  Juggling two men at the same time is not a simple feat, as she finds out when she fails to tell that soldier that she's engaged.  You'll have to buy the book to find out what happens next.  It is sexually explicit, so it's meant for readers 18+.  Here's where you can purchase it.  It is also available in paperback at Amazon.





Wednesday, February 6, 2019

Featured Author: Pandora Sparks





A traumatized young woman held hostage for years.
The rancher who comes to her rescue.
The crime boss who will kill them both if he finds them.



JENNY’S VOICE is Book 1 in the Redheads & Ranchers Series. 
Sexy redheads and the ranchers they can’t resist.
One-click your copy today!


JENNY’S VOICE Official Book Trailer: https://youtu.be/_0vC_F1ty9s

Jenny Stone’s voice was silenced the horrific day ruthless crime boss Victor Sorkin executed her parents in cold blood and took her as his personal good luck charm.  Now she’s his ‘pet’, at his mercy when he summons her to warm his bed.  Or the beds of his more esteemed business associates.
When she sees her chance to escape, she takes it, hitching a ride with an unsuspecting cowboy, horse trainer Cole Caldwell.  Cole’s stunned to find the terrified young redhead hiding in his horse trailer.  She’s as skittish as some of the horses he works with, and she doesn’t even speak.  But the nurturer in him wants to shelter her, to protect her.  He’ll do his best to ignore the attraction he feels, content to help her know she’s safe with him.
When Jenny first escaped, her only thought was to get away.  But now she’s worried.  She’s put Cole in unspeakable danger.  Should she leave before Victor finds them?  Could it already be too late?
If you like your romance filled with hot cowboys, suspense, and happily-ever-afters, you’ll love JENNY’S VOICE.

 Excerpt

As he walked into the house, he was immediately surrounded by the tantalizing aroma of something cooking. He set down the bag and followed Jenny into the kitchen. The first thing he noticed was the table, set for two, a pretty bouquet of field flowers arranged in a Mason jar in the center.
He looked to Jenny, who was carefully watching his reaction. “What’s going on here?” He smiled encouragingly. “And what smells so good?”
Jenny used a folded kitchen towel to remove something from the oven and set it on the stove. Cole peered into the dish, where golden chicken breasts sizzled in a thin sauce.
“That looks amazing, Jenny. What is it?”
Her board was lying facedown on the counter. She picked it up and showed him what she’d already written on the other side. Chicken piccata.
“Chicken piccata? I had all the stuff to make that?”
Jenny nodded proudly.
Cole squinted, looking more closely at the dish. “What are the little burned peas-looking things?”
Jenny rolled her eyes. She jotted on her board. Capers.
“I had capers? Where the hell did I get capers?”
She shrugged and hooked a thumb at one of the upper cupboards.
“Oh, it must have been in that basket one of my clients gave me for Christmas.” Cole shook his head. “All sorts of fancy shit— I mean stuff.” He looked at Jenny. “Sorry about that.”
Jenny grinned, then jotted quickly, You can say shit. I’m a big girl. She laughed lightly.
Cole laughed, too. “Good. Well, shit! Yeah, that feels good.”
Waving with her hand, Jenny gestured toward the table.
“Is dinner ready?” Cole asked, and she nodded.
“Alright, let me go wash up and I’ll be right back.”
Cole headed upstairs. As he washed his hands, he wondered about how Jenny had created such a dish with the simple things he kept at the house. She seemed pleased with herself, too. Quite a difference in her from the first time he’d seen her in the back of the horse trailer.
He sighed to himself. They were making progress, and he found that gratifying. Would it be possible that one day she’d decide to talk to him?
When he returned downstairs, the chicken was arranged on a platter. Jenny had placed a bowl of salad on the table, along with a bowl of rice. She’d poured Dr. Pepper for herself, while at his place she’d set out a bottle of Heineken.
“I know this is the fanciest dinner this table has seen in years,” Cole said, sitting in his chair. “We have a centerpiece and everything. You picked these?”
Pleased, Jenny nodded as she took her seat.
“They’re beautiful. The purple ones match your dress and everything.” He smiled at her. “You look pretty tonight.”
Jenny blushed profusely and looked down at her plate, trying to suppress a smile.
“Let’s dig into this fine dinner, what do you say?”
She nodded, and Cole took the platter, serving her first, then himself. They passed the rice and the salad as well. Cole took a bite of chicken and closed his eyes, savoring the flavor. When he opened his eyes again, she was watching him carefully.
“Oh my God, Jenny, this is the best thing I’ve ever tasted. How did you know how to make this?”
Jenny’s smile faded a bit and she hesitated. Then she jotted on her board. It’s a long story.
Cole regarded her thoughtfully. “Maybe you can tell me sometime.”
She chewed her lower lip. Maybe.
They ate in awkward silence for a few minutes, and Cole silently cursed himself for stepping into something that made Jenny uncomfortable. Wishing to restore their easy rapport, he cleared his throat.
“I know. You’re an undercover chef.”
She gave him a sideways glance and snorted.
Encouraged, he tried again. “You’re a secret chef, and you’re on a mission to educate dumb cowboys like me in the ways of international cuisine.” He drew out the last two words in an exaggerated drawl.
Jenny giggled, tossing her napkin at him.
Cole grinned good-naturedly. “It really is good, Jenny, no lie. Thank you for making dinner.”
After dinner dishes were cleared, Cole remembered the bag he’d left by the door. “Oh, Jenny, I almost forgot. I have a surprise for you.” He reached out his hand. “Come see.”
Her eyes widened, but she took his hand. He led her to the den and pointed at the couch. “Have a seat and close your eyes.”
She hesitated a moment, then sat down. She glanced up at Cole.
“Close’em.”
Pursing her lips, she complied, knee bobbing anxiously. Cole retrieved the bag and placed it on Jenny’s lap. “Okay, now you can open them.”
With a glance at Cole, Jenny peered into the bag. Brow knit in a frown, she withdrew a large brown cardboard box and set the bag on the floor. Eyeing him again, she lifted the lid and gasped.
Cole couldn’t stop the smile as Jenny picked up first one boot, then the other, eyes wide. Reverently, she ran her fingers across the purple embroidery.
“I figured, if you’re going to be working in the barn, you’re going to need some good boots. I saw these at the saddle shop and I knew they were supposed to be yours.”
She looked up at him as a smile spread across her face. Standing, she let the box fall to the floor as she came to him, a boot in either hand, and wrapped him in a hug.
“Do you like them?” Cole laughed.
Jenny stepped back and nodded vigorously. Then she pointed up the stairs.
“You want to try them on?”
She nodded again. Gathering up the box, the lid, and the bag, she hurried upstairs. From where he stood, Cole heard her moving around, drawers opening, the creak of her bed. Then came the clomp of boots on the hardwood floor as she came back downstairs, her face beaming.
She crossed to him, then back to the bottom of the stairs like a fashion model on a catwalk, rocking the new boots with her dress.
Cole couldn’t stop his grin. “How do they feel? Do they fit?”
Jenny nodded happily.
“Okay, then. Wanna go help me out in the barn?”
She nodded again, taking his arm as they headed out the door and across the yard. Every few steps, she looked down at the boots. Cole couldn’t remember ever feeling so pleased with himself.
The horses were waiting near the gate as they approached. Cole opened it, and he and Jenny watched them make a beeline for the barn. He looked at her. “You do the feed and I’ll do the hay?” he asked.
She nodded, heading for the buckets and feed cans at the end of the barn. As Cole lugged a bale of hay into the first stall, he started singing a cowboy song about not being buried on the lone prairie. When Jenny smirked at him, he winked and continued with more gusto.
By the time the horses were in their stalls with buckets of feed and fresh hay, Cole had started the song over, and Jenny was grinning broadly and shaking her head.
“What? Does my singing suck?” he asked.
She shook her head. No, it’s very brave, she jotted on her board.
“Brave?” he laughed. “That’s what they tell people who can’t sing.”
He took Jenny’s hand and twirled her around as he sang, pulling her to himself and launching into an impromptu waltz down the center of the barn.
Cole relished her giggles as he spun them both around, drawing out the final note. Breathless, they stopped, Jenny smiling up at him, her emerald eyes wide. Cole’s gaze drifted to her lips, pillowy and soft, no trace of the trauma that had once been there. He felt an almost irresistible pull, as though a magnet drew his lips to hers, but he blinked hard and spun her one last time before letting go.
“Who knew those were dancing boots?” he joked softly. When he looked back at her, he saw a glint of sadness in her eyes. She’d felt the same pull he had. But he knew he couldn’t take advantage of her. That wasn’t who Cole Caldwell was.


Author Bio:
Pandora Spocks is a sassy ginger and hopeless romantic, living her happily ever after in South Florida.  She enjoys reading and writing literary erotic romance. 

She is the author of the three-novel epic romance Rannigan’s Redemption, modern-day adult fairy tale Chasing Ordinary, and a naughty little romantic novella, Just One Night.  Her Dream Dominant Collection is a series of light BDSM stand-alone novels featuring sexy Alpha males and the strong red-haired submissives who can’t resist them.  The collection currently includes four novels: Luke & Bella, Lost & Bound, For Sparrow, and Warrior Mine.

Jenny’s Voice is the first book in the new Redheads & Ranchers series, a collection of stand-alone contemporary erotic romance novels featuring sexy ranchers and the redheads who ride into their lives and turn everything upside down.  Since they’re all stand-alone, you will be able to read them in any order.

Pandora is busy on her laptop, working on the next book in the series, Hunter’s Pride.

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Saturday, February 2, 2019

Featured Author: JC Winchester

Who doesn't love reading about sex and romance from a male point of view? 

JC Winchester is a fellow member of the Wicked Pens. He has been writing erotica since 2003 and discovered a choose-your-own adventure erotic story site, Chyoo. He enjoyed the challenge of adding onto other’s stories, blending his own voice in with theirs. But before too long he was called to serve his country and put down the pen. Nearly a decade later an old friend challenged him to join a Survivor themed writing contest on Literotica. It sparked his muse and before he knew it the stories were rapidly flowing, helping him to place 4th that year. Since then he has slowed down his pace to focus on combining his love of the outdoors and for writing.

He came to my attention when he submitted a story to a writing contest.  It is called Cop Next Door.  Before I read it, I assumed that the cop was a male; so it was a very pleasant surprise to read that the cop is female and she's pregnant.  He'd been admiring her from afar since he met her, but she was married.  Now, she is separated.  I love the tenderness and sensitivity of the story and I highly recommend it.


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