Saturday Backlist Spotlight: An Island Christmas

Happy Saturday! In the spotlight this week is An Island Christmas 🙂

Story Tidbit: this is the first and, to date, only non-paranormal story I’ve written. It’s also one of my favorites  ❤

AMAZON ~ BARNES AND NOBLE ~ KOBO

 

BLURB:

After Blue Malone and her best friend are forced to cancel their Christmas vacation plans, their boss offers them the keys to his private island home in the Caribbean. The island home is gorgeous, and Blue can’t wait to relax and explore the lush surroundings.

Though, they are not alone on the island. Constant Abbett, the son of her boss, is a part-time resident of the island and is currently there on break from work. Blue has been attracted to him for years, since they met seven years ago, but she’s never voiced that attraction, for fear of him not wanting her back. She doesn’t want to ruin a great friendship. But with him so close, and the attraction to him growing by the minute as they spend time together, Blue knows she can’t hold her feelings back. She can only hope he feels the same way.

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EXCERPT:

She was covered in water and mud. Any bare skin was barely visible beneath it, even her face had muddy streaks from when they rode across the beach at the other end of the island. And Blue couldn’t have been happier about it.

The island was roughly two miles long. They rode around twice, stopping in a few spots to enjoy the view or swim, before returning to the house.

“I’m headed to the shower!” Sherilyn announced as she practically bounced off the four wheeler. It was now parked in the wooden shed, the front of which was open and facing the ocean. She looked to Constant. “Thanks, by the way. That was wicked fun.”

“You’re welcome.” Constant laughed.

With Sherilyn jogging back to the house, Blue got off her four wheeler and smiled at Constant. “It really was fun, Con. Great way to start the day.”

He walked to stand beside her. “Glad you had a good time.”

Taking his shirt off, he turned it inside out and gently wiped the side of her face, next to her left eye, where she could not only feel the mud streak but the slight blur it created when her eyes moved to the left.

“Thanks,” she said, almost shyly.

He stepped closer, so their bodies were lightly touching. The need to press closer was too much to deny. She leaned into him, inhaling his scent— a mix of salt and something she couldn’t quite pin down. It was so intoxicating her body began to hum with desire.

A little voice in her head told her she should back away from him, from the heat swiftly building, but that was going to be near impossible with him so close.

Constant’s hands slid over her hair, which was in a loose bun, gently moving her head so she was looking up at him. “Even covered in mud you’re sexy as hell,” he said, voice husky, lips a breath away from hers.

Anticipation rushed through her, holding her on a cliff, and she really didn’t want to be on that cliff a moment longer. “I need you need you to kiss me.”

 

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Flashback Friday: An Island Christmas

Ah. The first, and only, non-paranormal romance I’ve written to date 🙂 One of my favorite stories, and the first I published with Evernight.

AMAZON ~ BARNES AND NOBLE ~ KOBO 

 

BLURB:

After Blue Malone and her best friend are forced to cancel their Christmas vacation plans, their boss offers them the keys to his private island home in the Caribbean. The island home is gorgeous, and Blue can’t wait to relax and explore the lush surroundings.

Though, they are not alone on the island. Constant Abbett, the son of her boss, is a part-time resident of the island and is currently there on break from work. Blue has been attracted to him for years, since they met seven years ago, but she’s never voiced that attraction, for fear of him not wanting her back. She doesn’t want to ruin a great friendship. But with him so close, and the attraction to him growing by the minute as they spend time together, Blue knows she can’t hold her feelings back. She can only hope he feels the same way.

 

EXCERPT:

Blue woke early the next morning, wanting to watch the sunrise, as Kristopher and his family talked often about the beauty of it. After making herself some coffee, she walked out to the boat dock, standing at the end. One boat was docked to the right of her—a nice one but not screaming ‘I’m rich!’. Blue, and Sherilyn, loved the water and loved to fish, so she could greatly appreciate the boat.

She had a fleeting thought of taking it out for a spin to go fishing, but she hadn’t asked permission for that, so the thought really was fleeting.

The sky was just hinting with color, and a warm breeze caressed her skin, as she was wearing her pajama shorts and tank top.

“Good morning.”

Blue jumped a little, almost spilling some of her coffee at the male voice. Turning, she saw Constant walking toward her. “Constant Abbett,” she chided, “you startled me.”

“My apologies.” He smiled—blessed with the cutest, sexiest dimples she’d ever seen—and gave her a hug when he reached her.

“Welcome to the island.”

She returned his smile. “Thanks, and good morning to you.”

“You seemed in the moment, taking in the ocean, so I announced myself halfway to you so I wouldn’t startle you.” He
clucked. “Guess that didn’t work.”

“Nope.” She took a sip of coffee. “But I appreciate the effort.”

“Thought you would.” He winked.

Blue tried her damnedest to not look at his bare torso and arms. He was lean and strong, which she knew was due to his job. Constant built extreme treehouses all around the world, and his body certainly agreed with his occupation. She wouldn’t deny she’d been attracted to him since the day they met, but hadn’t voiced or acted upon it because she wasn’t certain he felt the same way.

She was no prude, but she really cared for Constant and didn’t want to ruin the friendship they had. When his blue-green eyes turned to the ocean shortly after his wink, she remembered the reason she was on the dock in the first
place. She turned forward again, not wanting to miss the sunrise. Her body had wanted to stay in bed, as Sherilyn had, but she wanted to experience the sunrise more so…

“I love watching the sun come up here,” he said, only a few inches away. “It never gets old. Always beautiful, mesmerizing.”

She smiled, gaze on the amazing colors awakening in front of her. “You sound like your father.”

He chuckled. “We’re a lot alike in some ways.”

The rising sun mesmerized her as it spread across the ocean and came onto the island, so breathtaking and beautiful—she couldn’t look away.

“Wish I brought my camera,” she whispered.

“You’ll have six more chances while you’re here,” he replied in a hushed tone. “I take it you found everything in the kitchen okay?”

She cleared her throat, turning to face him, tearing away from the tropical sea and sun. “Yes. It’s an amazing house, and the pictures I’ve seen don’t do it justice. Your mom did a fantastic job creating the perfect relaxing getaway.”

Pride lit in his eyes. “That she did.”

“Your treehouse looks amazing, too, by the way. I barely noticed it was there.”

“As you know, it took two years to finish because of my other jobs, but it was worth it. I’d be happy to show you and Sheri.”

“I’d like that. I know Sheri will as well.”

He ran a hand through his short, sandy blond hair. The light scruff he sported was a little darker. It hid part of the scar running along the right side of his face, from a fall from his bike when he was ten years old.

Damn, the man was sexy!

“Out of all the treehouses I’ve built, it’s one of my favorites.”

She took a sip of coffee. “Your work is pretty amazing. You saying that makes me want to see it more.”

“It won’t disappoint.” He winked again, and her body warmed. “Just so you’re aware, Kade will be joining us soon. We have some business off the island so he’ll be staying here after that.”

Kade was his best friend and she didn’t mind him joining them one bit. “That’s fine,” she replied as they started to walk back to the house. “We like Kade.”

He laughed lightly. “I’ll be kicking back in my house for the day, so feel free to come by when you’ve dressed and eaten.”

She blushed lightly. Oh God, she wasn’t even wearing a bra! “Count on having company.”

“Good. And now, I shall bid you adieu.” He took her hand and kissed the back of it. “Enjoy your day, Ms. Malone.”

“Why thank you, Mr. Abbett.”

 

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Special Guest: Lynn Burke

I’m pleased to welcome Lynn Burke to the blog with her two latest releases 🙂

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Third
Wheel
Elite
Escorts #1
By Lynn
Burke
Publisher:
Evernight Publishing
Art
Work: Jay Aheer, Simply Defined Art
Release Date: May 18, 2017
Keywords: Erotic, Romance, Contemporary, BDSM, single parent, stalking
*Warning: Multiple Partners, Anal Play, Anal Sex, Spanking
 

Carpenter by day, man whore extraordinaire by night, Reid Sullivan
lives every man’s dream. But, Elite Escort’s hottest third wheel longs for
something more than casual sex with clients.
 
 
Jessica Lindy’s testimony helped put her ex-husband behind bars,
but she can’t escape his vows of revenge. A jaded single mom, she guards her
heart and daughter’s life against any man.
 
One fateful night with Reid, the temptation for Jessica to allow another man into their lives becomes
too hard to resist. But when her past collides with the present, lives–and
love–will be lost unless Jessica learns how to lower her defenses. Can the
professional escort convince the wary young mom that he can be a different sort
of third wheel–the one she can trust? 
 
 
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About
Lynn Burke
 
Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious
gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay
Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the
reality of city life.
Links:
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HAPPY BOOK BIRTHDAY TO
FINDING FULFILLMENT!
 
Finding Fulfillment
Found by Fate 3
Erotic Romance
Publisher: Roane Publishing
Release Date: May 22, 2017
 
Keywords: Erotic, Romance, BDSM, Novella, Series, Bondage
 
Jade Matthews may be young, but she knows what she wants in a man–someone mature and kinky, a man who shares her deepest desires to have her pregnant and barefoot in the kitchen and submissively compliant in the bedroom.
Archer Brennan aches to unleash his dark side on the too-young grocery bagger, with her pert pony tail and glossy lips that makes him yearn for a taste. With an ex-wife and a messy divorce threatening to destroy his pursuit of happiness, he binds himself to one rule — hands-off Jade’s tight body until his divorce settlement is final.
A submissive must obey her Dom, but some rules were meant to be broken, and when one misstep threatens the dominant lawyer’s life, will Jade defy Archer’s hands-off decree or lose the only man capable of fulfilling all of her dreams?
 
 
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Special Guest: Nicola Cameron

I’m pleased to welcome Nicola Cameron back to the blog 🙂

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Laurie wants a news story. Caleb just wants to be left alone. But when the coyote shifters’ paths cross in New Mexico’s Sandia Mountains, Fate steps in and gives them something they never expected—each other.

Reporter Laurie Rivera is on the trail of a white slavery ring when she’s forced to run for her life in the foothills near Sandia Crest. Widowed sheriff and Alpha coyote shifter Caleb Lynch comes across the exhausted reporter and discovers to his shock that Laurie’s also a coyote shifter—and his new heart’s mate.

But Caleb never expected to have another chance at love, and Laurie has a good reason to fear being claimed, especially by an Alpha. As a snowstorm traps them in the sheriff’s cabin, Caleb must find a way around the barriers surrounding Laurie’s heart, and Laurie has to confront her past—and the humans who want her dead—if she wants a chance at her very own “happily ever after.”

  • Paranormal, Erotic Romance, MF
  • Word Count: 23,000
  • Heat Level 4
  • Published By: Belaurient Press

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Excerpt

Upstairs, Caleb stretched out in the big, comfortable bed, remembering how Paul Sleeping Turtle, Mike Ivanov and he had used some stout ropes and a lot of good-natured cursing to haul the mattress and box spring and over the loft railing. Anna had stood well out of the way downstairs, laughing at their language as they’d sweated and lugged the damn things upward. That night, however, she’d rewarded him in the newly installed bed, and Mike cheerfully baited him the next day about hearing the noise from a good mile away.

He’d never brought another woman to the cabin after Anna’s death, never even wanted to. But Laurie was different. He could smell her even up here, her essence rising with the heat from the fireplace and perfuming the loft with the smell of warm, sweet female in heat and in need of a good fucking.

He had no idea why Laurie had suddenly gone into heat while he was doing the dishes, but the change in her scent was unmistakable. Granted, sometimes an unmated Alpha could send a young, untried female into heat from simple proximity. But Laurie Rivera had to be in her early thirties, and if she was a virgin he’d eat his badge. The view he’d caught of her in the reflection of the kitchen window was of a female openly eyeing him and liking what she saw.

He grinned at the hand-hewn beams overhead. You know damn well what it means. She’s my mate, whether she likes it or not.

Which, ironically, was the problem. From what she’d told him, she was skittish as hell about the idea of being claimed. He couldn’t blame her, considering her experiences with her first Alpha. But it certainly messed up any chance he had with her, as well. And he didn’t have the luxury of taking his time and courting her, letting her get to know him over time. The moment the plows came through in the morning, Mike and this Gavin guy would be at the cabin to pick her up. After that, Laurie would be back in the city with her career and her life, never to return.

Albuquerque isn’t that far, though.

Oh, yeah? When was the last time you were there? The last time you had time to go there?

His subconscious—or his coyote, he wasn’t sure—had a point. He had to act tonight before he lost her. So, time to be sneaky.

He kicked off the blanket, bracing as the cool air hit his bare skin. He usually didn’t sleep naked during winter, but he wanted as much of his own aroma circulating as possible. He’d made a vow, yes, and he would keep it … unless Laurie gave him permission to break it. And the best way to make happen would be to tempt her upstairs with the scent of his desire and the promise of fulfilling her own.

Running a hand over his chest, he brushed the firm nub of a nipple and the crisp hair that led in a trail down to his groin. He followed it now, wrapping a hand around his soft cock and squeezing. It twitched at the stimulation; when he squeezed again, running his thumb over the upper ridge of the head, it began to thicken lazily.

He started a light, teasing stroke, not enough to get himself off but more than enough to get fully hard. Closing his eyes, he imagined Laurie climbing the stairs to the loft and his bed. The mattress would dip a bit as she climbed on it, moving on all fours to him. He knew she was the kind of female who, when her mind was made up, would stake her claim. There would be no fear, no anger, nothing but need and the deep knowledge that they belonged together.

He pictured her straddling his thighs, bending over to give him a deep, luscious kiss. Her breasts would swing forward and he could cup them, relishing the firm weight of them in each hand before he leaned up to take a nipple in his mouth. He already knew how the salt of her sweat and the sweet spice of her skin would taste, and how to rub the velvet flat of his tongue across the nub to make her gasp. He wanted to learn all the sounds she made in bed, the feminine moans and sighs that were music to a male’s ears.

His sweet female would be eager that first time, taking him in hand and guiding his straining cock between her legs. He groaned as he imagined the hot, wet squeeze of her sliding down around him, a perfect fit that would drive him out of his mind. She’d start riding him, her breasts jiggling with each rise and fall, and that perfect friction building between cock and cunt, all hot juices and slippery softness and his dick going deeper and deeper into her until he could feel the electricity rising, building at that sweet spot between balls and spine…

He pulled his hand away, half-enjoying the sparking, stuttering feeling of having his orgasm denied. Now he just had to wait.

Please, Laurie, I need you. Come to me.


About Nicola Cameron

Nicola Cameron is a married woman of a certain age who really likes writing about science fiction, fantasy, and sex. When not writing about those things, she likes to make Stuff™. And she may be rather fond of absinthe.

While possessing a healthy interest in sex since puberty, it wasn’t until 2012 that she decided to write about it. The skills picked up during her SF writing career transferred quite nicely to speculative romance. Her To Be Written work queue currently stands at around nineteen books, and her mojito-sodden Muse swans in from Bali every so often to add to the list, cackling to herself all the while.

Nicola plans to continue writing until she drops dead over her keyboard or makes enough money to buy a private island and hire Rory McCann as her personal trainer/masseur, whichever comes first.

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Special Guest: Elyzabeth M. VaLey

I’m pleased to welcome Elyzabeth M. VaLey to the blog with her latest release 🙂

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Alpha Protectors, 2
Kaila is His. His Mate. Forever. 

When Seamus discovers Kaila is in danger he sets out to save her. He couldn’t care less that she doesn’t want him there. His objective in life is to love and protect her. Besides, she might
refuse to be with him, but her body knows better. With both their lives on the
line, she can’t say no to his aid, can she? 

For years, she has ignored her feelings. Kaila’s mission was supposed to be easy: enter the demon’s lair and save her sister. Then, he came along. For close to twenty years she has been
fighting against the mating pull. She has avoided Seamus at all costs, but now
they’re both trapped in hell and she has nowhere to run, except, maybe, into
his arms.
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Excerpt:
“Wait up, Kaila.”
She didn’t acknowledge him, and he rushed to catch up with her. He grasped her wrist, spinning her around with force.
“Didn’t you hear me?” he asked.
Kaila’s gaze narrowed. Her lips pursed into an ugly grimace. 
“Let go of me, Seamus. Why don’t you let this weak human die already?” She poked him 
in the chest with her index finger. “I didn’t ask for your help.”
Seamus scrubbed a hand over his face. “What is wrong with you? You’re not making any sense. I know you didn’t ask for my help. I gave it freely, but you aren’t going to deny that we are different, are you?”
“Fuck you.”
Blinding rage took over him. Seamus dug his fingers into her arm. He was tired of all this nonsense. He pulled her closer. Her arm shot out to keep him away, but not fast enough. He swooped down and claimed her lips. She gasped, and he seized the chance to push his tongue into her warm recess. He groaned. She tasted better than he remembered. For a brief moment, she grappled with him, attempting to break lose, but he grabbed her arms with ease and held them behind her back.
He twisted his tongue around hers, drawing it out from its reluctance and forcing it to battle with his. Something in his chest tightened as she responded. Yes. He sucked and tugged and demanded more. She gave it to him. Her body arched against his, her mouth seeking his with almost as much desperation as he possessed. His hold on her slackened. 
He wanted to touch her everywhere. To press his lips to her body and taste every inch of her. His hand trailed to the curve of her ass, then to her waist. Then, bang! Her knee slammed against his leg. He released her, cursing. He’d probably be incapacitated for life if she’d hit her mark.
“Fuck you, Seamus.”
“Whenever you want, babe. I know you’ve got the hots for me, even if you just tried to castrate me and failed miserably.” He laughed.
Kaila spun and walked away from him again. She was probably not trying to be sultry, but her hips swayed in that way that drove a man to stare. She lifted her arm and gave him the finger. He grinned. She was pissed and sexy. He loved it.
Seamus took in a shaky breath. Watching her back on her feet, her spirit alive and surging, was soothing. He rubbed at the spot where she’d kneed him. It hurt, but it was proof that she was herself again, not lying in a puddle of blood, shredded to pieces by a monster. He glanced at the Dream Catcher’s skeleton out of the corner of his eye. He hadn’t told Kaila the details of what he’d suffered inside the beast. The images of her dead body, broken, destroyed. He didn’t wish his worst enemy a fate like that.
He stretched his wings and snapped them back into place. Even they ached. He adjusted his now-flaccid cock and shuddered. He hurried after Kaila. The place appeared deserted. There were no scones in the wall giving off light. Instead, the walls themselves seemed to pulse with energy. They glowed from the inside as if behind them a relentless flame burned. He frowned. He extended his arm and placed his pinkie on the rock. It burned.
“Damn it.” He put the digit in his mouth, hoping to sooth the sting. “Don’t touch the walls, babe. They’re hot.”
Kaila didn’t reply, but she moved a little closer to the center of the path. 
http://www.evernightpublishing.com/seamuss-mate-by-elyzabeth-m-valey/
About Elyzabeth M. VaLey
Elyzabeth M. VaLey is a writer of sizzling, sexy romance who firmly believes in happy ever after.  From paranormal to contemporary, fantasy, or historical, she enjoys exploring her characters’ darker side and writing stories about tortured heroes, strong heroines, and all that comes between them and their love.
When she’s not writing, she can be found walking in the Spanish countryside with her black Lab, exploring castles, or enjoying some tapas with her friends. 
 

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BLURB:

After Blue Malone and her best friend are forced to cancel their Christmas vacation plans, their boss offers them the keys to his private island home in the Caribbean. The island home is gorgeous, and Blue can’t wait to relax and explore the lush surroundings.

Though, they are not alone on the island. Constant Abbett, the son of her boss, is a part-time resident of the island and is currently there on break from work. Blue has been attracted to him for years, since they met seven years ago, but she’s never voiced that attraction, for fear of him not wanting her back. She doesn’t want to ruin a great friendship. But with him so close, and the attraction to him growing by the minute as they spend time together, Blue knows she can’t hold her feelings back. She can only hope he feels the same way.

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Special Guest: Gayle Cranfield

I’m pleased to welcome Gayle Cranfield to the blog with her newest release 🙂

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The Perfect Christmas

Gabrielle Sullivan is in a panic to finish her shopping on Christmas Eve when she literally bumps into an old friend, Justin Law, from university. After being knocked to the floor Justin offers to buy her a coffee and both admit they had a strong attraction to each other, but both were too naive to admit it at the time. After their ten year separation will Gabrielle and Justin discover The Perfect Christmas?

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BIO

Gayle Cranfield was born in East London, England and found her forever after, Mark at the age of 14.
Now, 32 years later, they have two children and after a move in 2016 they now live in West Cork on The Wild Atlantic Way in Ireland. They have one child at University in Wales working on a Masters degree in Psychology and another at the London College of Fashion studying Make up, Hair and Prosthetics for Performance (Training to become a sci-fi makeup artist for film and TV basically).

Gayle was an Account Manager for a manufacturing company until 6 years ago when, after a weird shamanic experience in Brazil, she changed her life path. Whilst on a road trip around California in 2013, she read some disastrous books and when she returned home decided to write one of her own. Having never creatively written a word since school, she picked up her iPad and hesitantly started to write in secret thinking she’d write a short story. Before she knew it, she had 20 chapters and 97000 words!

“It is great to see your work come alive,” Gayle says. “Although you have had various Beta readers telling you it is a great story and a real page turner until a publishing company says ‘Yes we want your work’ you only think your friends are being nice and trying not to hurt your feelings. Seeing the front cover being emailed to me for approval was when the reality hit me that this was actually happening and people other than my friends were going to read it.”

Gayle writes suspense and paranormal novels with a very dark twist, aimed at 18+ age group. After a short break from writing due to her move in 2016, she is now writing full time and has four novels published and one short story to be released on 14th December 2016. She has another short story that has been submitted to her publisher and is hoping it will be released early 2017, with a full novel being submitted in the new year with another April 2017.

http://www.gaylecranfield.co.uk

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