Hot Excerpt from “Power To Love”

J. Margot Critch brings us a sexy vacation romance novel, Power To Love. Set under the summer sun of Key West, Florida, Karen and Cash must decide if their romance ends when their vacation is over. In this excerpt, having just met on the plane to Florida, Karen entices Cash into some mile-high fun!

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Her movements were slow and deliberate as she dragged her hand down her thigh, until she reached the hem of her skirt. She heard his ragged intake of breath when she grasped the wool material in her fist and pulled her skirt slowly up her thigh, knowingly revealing the edge of her lace-topped stockings and her thigh underneath.

The cabin was still quiet, and she took a quick look around. Their first class cabin-mates were either sleeping or distracted by their laptops and in-flight movies, oblivious to the show of seduction happening in the second row. Karen could hear nothing but Cash’s breathing as it increased, growing harder, more jagged. The triumph of success bolstered her. Her plan was working. It was fun. It was wicked. It was so very unlike her, she almost laughed. But there was nothing funny about how much she wanted him. Her desire for him was burning through her veins.

Cash cleared his throat. She looked over at him and saw that he was watching her, his eyes intense. But it was when she looked down in his lap to see the large bulge that jutted out, tenting his jeans, that she confirmed he’d been paying close attention.

She bit her bottom lip, holding it between her teeth in a gesture that she hoped was seductive, and didn’t make her look ridiculous. Then she half-stood and leaned over him, giving him a stellar view down her partially opened blouse, of which he took great advantage. “Excuse me, Cash,” she breathed against his earlobe. “I have to go to the restroom.”

Cash blew out a harsh breath, and his eyes fixed on the opening in her blouse. “Okay,” he said, not removing his eyes from her chest.

Karen made a show of putting on her heels. She slowly bent down, knowing full well how high her skirt was, and stretched out her slender leg, running her fingers along it before gently slipping her foot into the shoe. She repeated the motions for her other foot, then stood fully, and turned away from Cash. Karen took advantage of the minimal space between their seats and the backs of those in front of her, and squeezed past him to reach the aisle. She leaned close, probably using more room than she needed, her body grazing past his, and she smiled when he groaned in response.

She walked away, hoping that he’d follow, and grateful that she had thought to slip on her high heels for the extra swivel it gave her hips as she made her way down the narrow corridor toward the front of the plane. She stopped outside the lavatory door, and cast a quick look at Cash, who continued to stare directly into her, and winked at him before ducking inside.

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New Release: Heathens



Britt Collins

Family will only love you for as long as they can use you.

The dark-haired, tattooed, rebellious JB Branson is leading a quiet life of self-induced exile after the death of his mother. That is, until his twin brother Caesar shows up and informs him that their father and cousin are hanging onto life.

The moment Amina Lewis steps foot on the Branson Family property looking for her estranged mother, she soon realizes that she’s more like her mother than she wants to admit. She, too, loves a bad boy.

JB has a reputation as the crazy, uncontrollable one in the family, and he’s not about to let his family or anyone else stop him from getting the two things that he wants in life: the killer of his mother and Amina Lewis as his forever.

Heathens is a 72,800-word novel.

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New Release: Power To Love


Power To Love

Power Brothers #1

J. Margot Critch

The Key West vacation Cash Power had planned—a chance to clear his head of the memories of his time as a conflict photographer—takes a turn for the steamy when he meets Karen Gallagher, an environmental lawyer who needed a break from her stressful worklife.

With the discovery of a home he and his brothers inherited in Key West, Cash Power finds the opportunity he’s been waiting for to take a vacation. His time as a conflict photographer has left him with memories he’d rather forget, and the Keys sound like the perfect place to clear his head.

But his dreams of a relaxing vacation are forgotten when he meets his neighbor for the flight, Karen Gallagher. Karen boarded the first flight she could to get away from the stress of her work as an environmental lawyer, where she meets Cash. After a mile-high tryst with the handsome man, she realizes she’s forgotten to book a hotel room for her stay in the Keys.

Cash, a consummate gentleman, invites Karen to stay with him. One thing leads to another, and the couple find themselves in the middle of a heated romance. But as the time to go back to their lives draws near, they realize their time in the Keys was more than a fling. Will they be able to make a clean break, or will the leave their hearts in the Keys?

Power To Love is a 55,600-word novel.

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New Release: Going Solo: Part Five: Casual Car Punishment


Going Solo

Part 5: Casual Car Punishment

Storm Stone

When Jemma finally learns Damon’s secret, she is determined to convince him that she never meant to take advantage of their affair for professional reasons. And while Damon isn’t willing to listen, he is more than willing to use all of his experience as a Dominator on Jemma…

After Damon’s rough treatment and hasty departure, Jemma James is left a physical and emotional wreck. Desperate to understand why he believes she was using him for self-promotion, she calls his mother, hoping to get some answers.

Damon’s mother delivers the information Jemma seeks, leaving her determined to find Damon and explain herself to him. She is ashamed that she lied to him, but resolved to convince him of the truth: that she didn’t know his secret, and wasn’t using him for professional gain.

When Damon finds Jemma at his door, he invites her inside, but makes it clear that he doesn’t believe her. Despite his standoffish behavior and insolent attitude, Jemma finds herself thrust into another intense tryst with Damon, even more demeaning and punishing than the last. While she begins to process her feelings about their most recent encounter, a strange woman shows up at Damon’s door, leaving Jemma uncomfortable and looking for a way out.

Casual Car Punishment is a 16,000-word novella and fifth in an eight-part serial.

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Hot Excerpt from “Incubus Touch”

Siryn Sueng brings us a HOT new paranormal MM erotic romance series, Polar Nights. The first book, Incubus Touch, released last week — and here’s an excerpt just for you!

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A blast of hot air washed over me as I opened the door to the bar, sweeping aside the falling snow flakes as I left the cold. It was too hot in the room for me, but I kept my jacket on anyway and rubbed my hands while I stomped the snow off my boots. Anything to keep up appearances in a bar full of humans.

I ignored everyone except the young woman behind the counter. She smiled and I returned it. I walked over to her and leaned against the dark mahogany. I took a coin from my pocket and slipped it to her under the cover of my hand.

She rubbed the top of my knuckles and I could feel heat radiating from her, the source of her energy. Her smile turned a little wicked as she leaned forward. The light in the bar reflected off her eyes, changing them a rich gold for a mere second before she was normal again with big brown eyes looking up at me.

“Too bad you’re into men, Valyn. You’d be mine otherwise. Sirens are amazing in bed.” She spoke softly, in a low seductive tone that might have swayed someone else.

“I don’t doubt that. You would have sunk your claws in me the moment I stepped in here three years ago,” I replied with a smile as I let her give me a kiss on my cheek. To any human, it would just be her greeting me, but for us it was a pass into the club below. Without her kiss, you didn’t get in. “Thanks, Reena.”

She patted my hand and took the coin as I left the bar. “Good luck,” she called to me. To a human, the door at the end of the hall led to the restrooms, but with Reena’s kiss, it opened to a staircase. I took the steps two at a time and came to the entrance at the bottom that barely concealed the deep pounding beat of underground music.

I was assaulted by the overly loud bass that vibrated my chest as I stepped inside. The place was packed full of night dwellers. Everything from wolves and shifters, to the exotics visiting from all over the world to taste the extra power boost the far north had to offer.

I wormed my way through the crowd, biting my lip as hands, asses, and crotches pressed up against me. All of them tugged or rubbed at the right places to turn me on. I was almost caught by a tiny little werecat who grinned at me as she groped my hard-on. If women were my thing, I would have taken her. Her orange fur, black stripes, and long ears begged to be caressed. Her vibrant yellow eyes were just as dangerous and seductive.

I smiled and shook my head, trying to be polite. She frowned and turned her back on me to tend to a young woman she’d been busy kissing before. That could have been worse, I thought. At least her temper was in check and I hadn’t offended her. Probably due to the drinks. I continued through the crowd, biting at my lip as the stray hands continued. I was always fooled that one of those fleeting touches might lead to something more, but it never did.

It took longer than I liked to admit to reach the bar where I had planned to go. I’d lingered for a while in the crowd, hoping that one of the men touching me would take me, but all they gave were touches. Most were probably mated or bound to another already and were just there for fun with their counterparts.

The music thrummed through my body almost in time with the pulsing need to have a man’s cock inside me. I wanted it so badly that it was blinding me and before I knew it, I wasn’t where I had intended to go. One moment I was stepping up to the bar to take a seat and the next I was against the wall in someone’s powerful grip. A strong mixed drink was the last thing on my mind as lips pressed against my throat and elicited a deep moan from me.

His hands were on my waist, pinning me against the wall next to the bar, out of the flashing lights and in the crevice of darkness. I panted in his grip, too lost in pleasure to even begin to figure out who held me and ground his crotch against mine. I gasped at the feel of a hard erection pressing on my prick.

“Fuck…” I moaned the word without thinking about it.

A silky laugh filled my ear. It sent shivers down my spine. “Oh, yes, I think I am going to fuck you, my sweet little siren.”

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Hot Excerpt from “Love Plus One”

Gemma Stone is back again with a scorching hot new entry into her Stephanie Spicer series! Love Plus One sees Stephanie flying out to L.A. to work on a project — leaving her lover back in London, but heading straight toward her lover’s wife.

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Without another word, Rick locked his mouth onto Stephanie’s rosebud lips and kissed her with an intensity that immediately lit a fire within her, and she could feel a tingle of anticipation growing between her thighs. Stephanie’s face flushed as she felt Rick’s tongue exploring and caressing her mouth, tangling with her own.

“I’d almost forgotten how good you taste, Steph.”

“I’ve never forgotten anything about you, Rick,” said Stephanie with a moan of contentment. “Especially that cock of yours. I’m hoping you haven’t forgotten what you did with it last time.”

Releasing herself from Rick’s embrace, Stephanie moved towards the bed, knowing Rick’s eyes were following her every move. As she turned to face him, she could see and feel his eyes drinking in the sight of her womanly shape poured into the figure-hugging dress.

“Is this what you remember?” whispered Stephanie, as she released the fastenings and let the dress fall to the floor. She was completely naked, apart from a tiny black G-string that just covered her pussy.

“God, Steph, that’s better than I remember.”

“Well, let’s see what else we can improve on,” cooed Stephanie.

Rick slipped off his suit jacket, tie and shirt, kicked off his shoes and dropped his trousers. With just his boxer shorts still in place, he walked towards Stephanie, flashed his broad grin and picked her up in his arms before taking her to the bed and laying her on top of it.

“My, my. What strong muscles you have, Rick.”

“All the better to hold you with, Stephanie.”

“And what else are you going to do to impress me?”

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New Release: Incubus Touch


Incubus Touch

Polar Nights #1

Siryn Sueng

Sex with the dark incubus, Jakai, is far more erotic than Valyn ever imagined it could be. But when Valyn spots a terrifying figure in Jakai’s yard, the peace in Tromsø, Norway begins to break apart — and their presence is just the beginning…

Sex under the northern lights has never been so arousing.

Valyn enjoys the snow-covered city of Tromsø, Norway, because of the long nights, and the northern lights that bring more than just color to the skies above. As a siren, the energy that floods the city beneath the strong pulses of the aurora are both needed for magic and sought after for intense pleasure.

During the winter, the urge to be claimed drives many of the mythical populace. It is Valyn’s third winter without a partner, and the overwhelming need for sex is almost too much to bear. Until his search in an underground club leads him to an incubus named Jakai. Finally, after so long, Valyn has found the man to share his life with. Jakai is mysterious, but kind, and the sex is far more erotic than Valyn ever imagined it could be.

But in the deep dark, there are things that crawl through the snow. The fae are far less civilized and out for blood. When Valyn spots a terrifying figure in Jakai’s yard, the peace in Tromsø begins to break apart — and the fae’s presence is just the beginning.

Incubus Touch is a 21,000-word novella.

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New Release: Love Plus One


Love Plus One

Gemma Stone

Stephanie Spicer Erotic Touch Romance #4

Beautiful, sexually-charged business woman Stephanie Spicer aims for the sky as she delivers her unique creative services at her lover’s company in Los Angeles.

When beautiful businesswoman, Stephanie Spicer, finally gets together with handsome American lover, Rick Martin, a senior manager at the UK office of her biggest client, her life seems complete. But her life is thrown into turmoil when her boss, Katrina, sends her to Los Angeles to work on an important branding promotion for the company.

Feeling alone in the very office where Rick’s overpowering wife, Diane, is also a senior manager, Stephanie seeks friendship with Asha, the attractive airline stewardess she’s met on her flight over. Taking Stephanie into her home, her heart and her bed, Asha takes her under her wing and keeps her passions high.

When the success of the project is sealed at a high-profile company event by her impromptu presentation together with her old flame, tennis star Kelly Finch, Stephanie prepares to fly home and pick up her life and passionate affair with Rick. But a revelation about Diane’s “love plus one” forces Stephanie to make a decision that will forever change her life.

Can Stephanie keep her new-found love as she also tries to manage the challenges of delivering her client’s branding account in America? Or will his suspicious wife try and change the ground rules and bring her back to earth?

Love Plus One is a 16,700-word novella.

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Hot Excerpt from “Casual Car Deception”

Storm Stone’s super erotic eight-part serialized novel continues with Part Four: Casual Car Deception. With Jemma spending several days in New York City with her publisher, she’s forced to be apart from Damon. And as she heads back to Las Vegas, she decides it’s finally time to tell him about what she really does for a living.

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In the scene below, Damon confronts Jemma about what she really writes online…

(And if you’re new to the love affair between Jemma and Damon, don’t miss Part One: Casual Car SexPart Two: Casual Car Affair, and Part Three: Casual Car Cravings.)

“It’s not porn!”

“Oh, really, have you any idea how many men jerk off to your blog?” His smile was mean. He’d done his research; she knew almost a third of her readers were male.

“That’s not my fault, I write for women. I don’t need to justify my writing, my work to you — to anyone.”

He nodded, still leaning back in that relaxed, belying pose. “But you knew who I was? When you came on to me at Alfie’s Bar, you knew exactly who I was, didn’t you?”

Jemma stared at him as if he’d gone mad. “Who you were? What on earth are you talking about?”

“Then why did you lie to me? You knew who I was, Jemma,” he said softly. “That’s the only explanation.”

“I was going to tell you.” Her voice sounded weak, pathetic.

“Really, when?”

“Today, maybe tomorrow.” She’d just been waiting for the right moment.

He laughed again, clearly not believing her. “I read some of your blog, pretty hot stuff, Jemima.”

She cringed, feeling naked, exposed at the thought of him reading her work. “I’m Jemma, Jemima is a — character.”

“Well, character or not, you certainly got me going. I had to jerk off after reading some of that stuff.”

“It’s written for women,” she repeated.

“And I suppose you didn’t target me, after that business in Arizona, to build your readership?”

Business in Arizona, build her readership? “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Of course you don’t.”

“I was going to tell you, Damon.”

“Whatever,” he straightened up and walked towards her. “If you try to use me for your blog, or your book, or whatever the fuck, I will sue the ass off of you, Jemma, do you understand?”

She had no idea what he was talking about, but she didn’t want to rile him up any more than he already was. He was looming over her, too close for comfort and her skin prickled with fearful awareness.

“What happened between us was private,” she managed steadily. “Nothing to do with my blog, or the book.” Except for another novel…

“So innocent, so convincing,” he reached out and trailed his finger from her cheek to her neck.

Jemma’s body caught fire at his touch, she was hungry for him, moisture pooling between her thighs.

His finger continued down over her dress, circling one hard nipple and he smiled smugly.

“I still want to fuck you, I want to punish the hell out of you, but I also want to fuck you.”

“Punish me?” She croaked.

“Yes, punish you, for lying to me.” His finger circling her nipple was exquisite torment.

Her mind was confused with dozens of unanswered questions, but all her body wanted was him on that bed naked, fucking her brains out.

“Are you up to it, or shall I just leave?”

“No!” She sounded desperate, she was desperate. “Just let me explain first, Damon.”

“I’m not interested in explanations. Do you wanna fuck or not?”

She was so weak and he knew it, his smile told her so.

“Yes, I do.” He seemed so cool and detached, so totally out of her league. “But what do you mean by punish me?”

His expression was filled with satisfaction. “Don’t worry, I’m not gonna fuck your ass,” he laughed. “There are less extreme forms of punishment.”

This was crazy, she should’ve told him to leave, but raw lust coursed through her, her body clenching every time she looked at him. Maybe she could explain to him afterwards…

“Go over and stand by the bed.” His voice was cool and commanding, and after a moment she did as he asked, feeling his eyes on her back. “Turn around.”

He was smiling; that predator’s smile. God, how could she not have seen that she was playing with fire?

“If you don’t like it, just tell me to stop and I’ll leave.” He strolled over to her, an air of tense anticipation about him. “Do you understand?”

She nodded, not understanding at all, but she didn’t want him to leave. She wanted him to listen to her, to get back what they’d had before, before New York.

“Answer me!”

“Yes, I understand,” her voice was husky with desire and trepidation.

He took her hand, long fingers sending currents of need through her. Seating himself at the bottom of the bed, he ran his hands up her thighs and beneath her dress, Jemma’s head fell back as she whimpered. Suddenly, he yanked her on top of him. In one swift move she was spread across his lap, her face buried in the mattress, her pelvis pushing against his groin and her booted legs kicking at the air. What the hell!

“Legs straight!” He grabbed both her legs in one big hand and forced them down onto the mattress.

She did as she was told, turning her head from side to side, trying to see what he was going to do.

“Keep still!”

Twisting her hair painfully in his fist, he turned her face sideways, facing the cupboard. She was breathing hard, fear of the unknown seeping through her. He was so angry, livid. What would he do to her?

“I think we’ll keep these sexy New York clothes on.” His voice had changed, the anger gone, replaced by a sensual, yet sinister, tone. “For the moment anyway.”

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Hot Excerpt from “Law of Love”

Bob Masters brings us “Law of Love”, an M/M erotic romance short novella set in 1969, shortly after the Stonewall Riots. In a time of burgeoning LGBTQ rights, one park ranger comes to a difficult realization…

In the excerpt below, Jimmy and Joseph are getting some time alone during the busy National Cherry Festival with a nighttime boat ride on the like. Park Ranger Joseph is learning to love Lifeguard Jimmy’s freewheeling ways.

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Joseph searched and searched for something to say, but just what that might be seemed to elude him. He wanted to somehow tell Jimmy that he wanted to be his friend. But maybe he didn’t need to say that, only show it. He decided to just sit and be quiet instead.

Jimmy suddenly stood up and took off his life preserver.

“I want to go swimming!” he said.

“It might be a little cold way out here, Jimmy,” said Joseph, concerned that Jimmy’s inexperience with lake conditions might pose a threat. It was hard to get past his training as a Ranger, he realized.

“I can get back in if it’s too cold. But I’m used to cold water. I jump right in it every morning a 5:30 during the school year!”

James began to strip off his t-shirt, baring his well-tanned and muscular chest. Then he kicked off his loafers while he unbuttoned the top of his cut-off jeans. Joseph looked on in amazement as he watched James wiggle out of his shorts and then kick them out of the way too. There he stood, six feet of muscles and stark naked too. Joseph could not take his eyes off the well-developed curves and crevices of the young college swimmer’s body. He looked so free-spirited and unashamed. Joseph suddenly became aware that he was staring and wondered why he was so transfixed by Jimmy’s naked body. He told himself that it had to be simply fascination with Jimmy’s uninhibited actions.

“Last one in is a rotten egg!” shouted Jimmy as he dove off the side of the boat into the moonlit surface of the Greater Traverse Bay. Joseph felt a twinge of envy all of a sudden. Growing up in the far north, it was unheard of to go anywhere naked except the shower. But here was someone who was not used to living in such a buttoned-up and controlled manner. Joseph realized that he himself had chosen to be buttoned-up. He was always so focused on his career path. Watching James splash and play in the early July night made him decide that he would be damned if he let this opportunity to show both Jimmy and himself that he could also be wild and free go.

He stood and began to unbutton his Park Ranger shirt, being careful to protect the shiny silver badge pinned to the upper left, above the pocket. Bending to untie his shoes, he could hear Jimmy began doing small laps of freestyle back and forth. He was an excellent swimmer. Joseph peeled the Park issue nylon socks off of his feet. Standing up, all that was left for him to remove were his forest green pair of pants. Unbuckling his belt, he hesitated for a minute, but no, he told himself, he wouldn’t let his self-consciousness stop him. He bravely undid his zipper and let the remaining piece of his uniform drop to the floor of the boat.

Now he was standing under the bright summer moon in his boxer shorts. It felt great, exhilarating, and yes, he suddenly thought, even liberating. Now he was thinking more like Jimmy, wasn’t he? Terms like liberation, rights, and things like that. He wasn’t so backward and straight laced after all, was he? He realized that he had grown up way too fast. He was only twenty-three, after all. Why had he let himself become so stolid and steadfast? When had he stopped to have simple, plain fun in the past ten or so years? He grabbed his boxers and pulled them down and off his well-developed and slightly hairy legs.

“Here I come!” he yelled, jumping stark naked into the bay.

The two young men thrashed and splashed in the water under the glaring moonlight, losing themselves in the freedom and solitude that the seclusion provided. Jimmy began to swim again and Joseph looked on at the fine form that the college athlete made as he glided effortlessly through the water.

“You are really good at that,” said Joseph, after Jimmy stopped to rest after a few minutes.

“Thanks. I spend a lot of time in the pool back in Ann Arbor. Haven’t had much opportunity to do laps since I started lifeguarding up here, though,” said Jimmy.

“Well, I am glad you are able to now,” said Joseph.

“Are you really?” said Jimmy with a laugh as he reached over to dunk Joseph momentarily underwater. Joseph then grabbed Jimmy’s arms and pulled him down with him. The two men grappled boisterously with each other, wrestling in the welcoming waters of the Grand Traverse Bay under a bright yellow summer moon.

Inescapably, their bodies rubbed against each other as they jostled and laughed. Joseph felt Jimmy’s ass rub against him as the boy struggled to escape from his hold. Joseph suddenly felt his own cock begin to stir uncontrollably. He felt alarmed and confused as it grew harder and harder until he was sprouting a full erection underwater. Jimmy swam away but then suddenly turned and leapt upon Joseph again and as he did so his body came into contact with Joseph’s enormous cock pressing against his stomach. It seemed like time had suddenly come to a complete stop as Jimmy immediately ceased his playful wrestling with Joseph and looked silently into his eyes.

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