Wednesday, December 17, 2014

The Sweetest Taboo

Genre: Erotic Romance, Erotica, BDSM, Interracial/Multicultural Romance

New York City, Late Summer 2009

Like many single women who reside in the city that never sleeps, Micah Foster has had numerous encounters with undesirable men that make her want to renounce love. Just when she’s on the verge of calling it quits in her quest to find love and a sustainable relationship with a Dominant man, her friend Kisa requests her company for a girl’s night out at Spanxxx, a local fetish club. Both Kisa and Micah are seasoned submissive players in the BDSM lifestyle. Micah has been involved in the scene since her early twenties, but she has yet to meet a Dominant she meshes with and takes seriously. Now, at age thirty, she continues to search for a connection that repeatedly eludes her. Under duress, she crosses paths with Dominant Rick Thomas. Unusual and dire circumstances bring the pair together, and he’s exactly what Micah has been searching for.

The Sweetest Taboo is aptly titled. It’s an unconventional erotic love story that provides a different perspective of a relationship involving D/s and BDSM. The reader will follow Micah and Rick’s journey from beginning to end. You’ll laugh, you'll be turned on, and most of all, you’ll find yourself cheering for their love.

*Disclaimer* If rough sex, an interracial pairing (Black woman/White man), D/s, and BDSM are of no interest to you, you should bypass this story. Intended for a mature and kinky audience. Recommended for adults 18+.


“Afternoon.” I shoved My hands down into the pockets of My lab coat before I did something unprofessional. “Are you all ready to go?”

she nodded. “Yes, Dr. Thomas. The nurse brought my discharge papers a few hours ago. i was just packing my stuff before heading out, but i’m glad You stopped by. I wanted to thank You for Your help.

“I can’t tell You how humbled i am by Your act of kindness. You saved my life, and i will be forever grateful,” she said as her eyes darted around the room, looking everywhere but at Me. she shoved a sweater into her bag with less care than she took with her other clothing.

her words were sincere, but for whatever reason, I must have made her nervous, although I wasn’t sure why. she gathered the plastic bag and her purse before quickly brushing past Me and exiting the room.

This was not how I envisioned things going. I increased My pace and caught up with micah at the nurse’s station. It was all or nothing; I only had a few moments to make an impression.

“Ms. foster? Micah?” I called out. I composed Myself as I approached her.

She slowed her pace, bid farewell to the nurses, then turned in My direction. I jumped at the opportunity, unable to wait a moment longer. “ms. foster, I was hoping to speak with you before you left. Once you signed the discharge papers, the Doctor-patient relationship ended. That means I’m no longer your treating Physician and you’re no longer My patient. With that said, I have a question I’d like to ask. Please hear Me out. Don’t take this the wrong way . . .”

Her facial expression was unreadable, so I continued.

“I’m not trying to be a creep, but I would regret letting you leave today without at least giving this a fair shot. I sincerely apologize if you feel this is inappropriate or too forward, but ms. foster, I’d love your company for a drink or dinner . . . whichever you’d prefer. Will you allow Me to take you out?”

Waiting for her answer seemed to take an eternity. she didn’t look at My face; instead her gaze landed somewhere around the name embroidered on the left breast pocket of My lab coat. her lower lip found its way between her teeth as she stared, apparently deep in thought. In what seemed to be a delayed reaction, she gawked up at My face, clearly surprised by My question.

Was she put off by the entire idea or just caught off guard by My request? Either way, her answer would let Me know which way she was leaning. I just hoped to God she wasn’t leaning toward no.

she finally provided Me a small reprieve. “You want to take me out?”


“Like on a date?”

“Yes,” I replied again.

“I’m sorry, Dr. Thomas, but I don’t date,” she said, dismissing Me as she continued toward the elevators.

Oh, she was going to make this interesting. her flippant attitude bothered the hell out of Me, but I was going to see this through. I quickly followed in an attempt to catch her before the elevator doors opened and she walked out of my life.

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~About The Author~

Harper Miller is a thirty-something native New Yorker. She’s traveled the world and lived in a variety of places but always finds her way back to the Big Apple.

A lackluster love life leaves time to explore new interests, for Harper it is writing. The Sweetest Taboo is her debut novel. In her mind the perfect Alpha male possesses intellect, humor, and a kinky streak that rivals the size of California.

When she isn’t writing, Harper utilizes her graduate degree in the field of medical research. She enjoys fitness-related activities, drinking copious amounts of wine, and going on bad dates.

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Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Secret Santa's Holiday Collection

Secret Santas Holiday Collection

Kissing Kris Kringle 

by Erin Quinn

Category:   Romance/Holidays*, Romance Short Story (under two hours)

Sub Categories:  Christmas, magic, santa

In the spirit of giving and paying if forward, all of the author’s proceeds for Kissing Kris Kringle will be donated to The Animal Welfare League, an amazing organization dedicated to saving animals lives and working to improve the way they are treated and regarded by society. 

Kris Kringle is just an average guy living in the tiny town of North Pole, Maine where Christmas isn’t just a holiday—it’s a way of life. But not for Kris. He might be named after the big guy in red, but Kris is more Scrooge than Santa. 

Until he wakes up from a night of partying with his friends to find himself in possession of a Santa suit, a toy bag and a puppy. Kris soon discovers that he’s been relegated to Santa’s naughty list and there’s only one way to get his name removed....put on the suit and spread some cheer. 

Lucky for Kris every cloud has a silver snowflake and his quest to get off that list lands him in the arms of the woman he’s been lusting after for years. 

It takes a little magic, but Kris is about to get everything he didn’t even know he wanted for Christmas. 

'Tis the season for heroes and love stories that will make you believe... 

Book One: KISSING KRIS KRINGLE by Erin Quinn 
Book Two: NAUGHTY ST. NICK by Calisa Fox 

Erin Quinn is an award winning author who writes haunting romance for the thinking reader.  Her books have been called “riveting,” “brilliantly plotted” and “beautifully written” and have won, placed or showed in in number awards.  Look for THE THREE FATES OF RYAN LOVE, coming in January from Pocket Books.  Go to for more information.

Naughty St. Nick
by Calista Fox

Category: Romance/Holidays*, Romance Short Story (under two hours), Christmas, Sexy, Magic, Paranormal

Sub Categories: Christmas, Magic, Santa, Sexy

This title will be auto-delivered to your Kindle on November 11, 2014.

‘Tis the season for Christmas miracles... 

Having landed himself on Santa’s Naughty List, Nick Santos is given a chance at redemption. Granted, he’s tasked with some daunting challenges—pimping Santa’s ride and fixing the town’s holiday bling in the once year-round Christmas Capital of the World, North Pole, Maine. But playing Secret Santa comes with some unexpected perks, like finally catching the eye of the woman who sparks his deepest desires, Vixen White. 

Vixen has no idea what’s come over Nick this holiday season, but his good deeds around town help her to remember the magic of Christmas, long forgotten. And his sexy grin and a searing, stolen kiss under mistletoe have her wishing her dream of being Naughty St. Nick’s one and only will finally come true. 

All she has to believe. 

THE SECRET SANTAS HOLIDAY COLLECTION 'Tis the season for heroes and love stories that will make you believe... 

Book One: KISSING KRIS KRINGLE by Erin Quinn Book Two: NAUGHTY ST. NICK by Calisa Fox Book Three: ROMANCING RUDY RAINDEAR by Mary Leo

Calista Fox is a former PR professional, now writing fast-paced, steamy books to set your pulse racing--including the BURNED DEEP trilogy, coming in 2015 from St. Martin's Press! She is an Amazon bestseller and has won Reviewer’s and Reader’s Choice Awards, as well as a Best Book Award, and competitions with publication as the prize.

Romancing Rudy Raindear
by Mary Leo
Category: Fantasy Romance

Sub Categories: Holidays, Secret Santas, Fantasy, Christmas, Bad Boys, Sexy

North Pole, Main is a curious town where Christmas is celebrated all year long. And this Christmas is no exception. Unfortunately, Rudy no longer believes in Christmas and has gotten on Santa's naughty list. Rudy's red nose proves it. That is until Jenny Bells takes on the challenge of showing him just what 'being good' really means.  

USA Today bestselling author Mary Leo writes contemporary romance, paranormal romance, romantic suspense, and mystery. She loves to travel for research while she’s writing a book, or for that matter, even when she’s not writing a book . . . which always leads to yet another book.

Monday, December 8, 2014

Vampire Menage Anyone? Take a peek...

Oh yeah, I went there. Or at least, I'm going there.

A few years ago a story idea hit me out of nowhere, as they often do. I've always loved vampires and the history of them. I also like creating my own little worlds and paranormal allows one push the envelope. As my writing career took off, my two sexy vampires took a backseat. They were never out of my thought process especially late at night when I was supposed to be sleeping. Instead I was weaving a story that I never thought would actually come to fruition. I'm still not a 100% sure.

Anyway, one day this pre-made cover came across my newsfeed and I thought, "Well, hell! That's my book!"

WARNING... you're probably going to want to lick the screen.

I immediately took my little plot over to Team Ella, my street team/readers' group, to see what they thought about my idea. I mean, I don't write about vampires (for publication anyway... I have tons of story starts, but I never do anything with them). I also don't write menage. I have one book, Be My Everything, that contains a brief menage scene, but that hardly makes me a menage author. I figured they'd tell me I was out of my gourd and I'd go about my business. Not so much.

To my surprise, my team was quite intrigued by the idea. I decided to dust off my old WIP and give it a look-see.  Man, manuscripts that one writes two years earlier can be rather messy. I guess that's a sign of progress so, yea me! After I tweaked that first chapter and made it somewhat presentable I posted it in my group. Guess what? They liked it.

Now I'm going to share it with you. Keep in mind it is NOT edited, beta read or proofread. This will not be the final, but it will give you the general direction I'm heading in. I don't even have a blurb yet. I'm taking my time on this one. I have other books that need to be written first, but every author knows what that means. When you have deadlines for other projects the characters in your secondary/backburner books tend to speak the loudest. That's definitely what's happening to me. These delicious vampires are tired of waiting their turn and they are letting me know in no uncertain terms.

I'm not sure how fast this one will come together. I only know I have to get the story out. Here's a look at Chapter One. It's rough, but I like where it's going. Maybe you will too.

True Companions 
Copyright © 2014, Ella Jade

Chapter One

Grant Bellow’s hard, muscular body stiffen as he and Maxim Avery entered the large, historical stone building. Max’s partner didn’t care for this place and only accompanied Maxim because Grant didn't like to be away from him for long periods of time. The two had been together for over one hundred years. Maxim gave Grant immortality when he was a student at Oxford University just at the turn of the century. They'd been inseparable ever since. The truest of companions. No one had ever come between them. No one ever could.
Maxim, a professor at the university, had been assigned as the keeper there in the fall of 1895. Since it was one of the oldest universities in the world, it had a large vampire population and needed a strong leadership presence to keep his kind under control. Maxim was relatively new to the night walking world, but had been given the opportunity by his creator. He didn't let him down. Proving to be a strong leader, he had a way of keeping his kind in line. The others respected him, and rarely challenged his authority. He was a fair ruler, and as long as the night walkers in his territory obeyed the rules, no one had a problem. Vampires were expected to live a quiet life and mingle amongst the humans without being too obvious. They weren't to expose what they were in their everyday lives. Of course, there were humans who knew of their existence, but a good vampire knew how to handle such circumstances. They were forbidden to feed publicly. Satisfying their thirst was a necessity that was meant to be discreet. It was that rule that made keeping a human companion a must for survival.
Grant was Maxim's human confidant for several years before he decided to give him immortality. It was a choice Grant entered into freely. One Maxim was more than willing to accommodate. He'd fallen hard for the young student who enrolled in one of the evening courses. Grant was smart and observant and figured out what Maxim was in a matter of weeks. Grant couldn't stay away from Max. The older vampire was just as drawn to his student, and allowed himself to care deeply for the human who had stolen his heart in such a short period. Once Grant became a vampire, Maxim offered him the opportunity to explore all of his options even if they didn’t include Maxim. Grant vowed to stay with his creator for as long as he would have him. Max intended for their union to last an eternity.
As they walked down the long corridor of the old building, Maxim sensed Grant's displeasure. He could see the disgust in his ice blue eyes. Maxim didn't care to see Grant so unhappy.
“You didn’t have to come with me,” Max said. “You dislike it here.”
“I didn’t want you to have to come alone. I know how the others can be when you check up on them.”
“They don't like it.” Maxim laughed. He tried to be amiable, but when a person was in such an authoritative role others feared them even detested them. “It's necessary. This is my domain and I have to make sure everyone is following procedure. It's always risky when humans are involved in our world.” 
The couple had relocated to the United States in the early eighties when Maxim was assigned to be the keeper of a largely populated vampire pocket in the Massachusetts area. He was one of a handful of night walkers belonging to a wise vampire association known as the Masters of the Region. He was Master of his territory and answered only to the Supreme Vampire Coven. Part of his duties was to oversee the operations of the human auction houses in his area.
They lived a quiet life. Both were somewhat eccentric and content with one another. Grant never liked the concept of these auction houses. Maxim didn’t love the idea either, but the auctions had been in operation since the beginning of the vampire existence, and they served a purpose. They were beneficial. The humans were willingly sold to the highest vampire bidder and taken to live with their new owner. The auctioned party was treated well, and in most cases given a life of privilege that most could only dream of. In exchange, the human would allow the vampire to feed from them, and provide companionship. A vampire’s life could be a lonely one. Most times the relationship became intimate, but sex wasn’t mandatory.  
As they walked down the hall, they observed many rooms filled with both men and women. Humans were signing agreements. No one was there against their will. The sale was a consensual arrangement. There were no underage participants. All the humans knew what was expected of them once they stepped up on the auction block. They were educated thoroughly on the subject and given every opportunity to walk away before the bidding started.
Grant shook his head as he watched a woman sign the contract and hand it back to one of the vampires responsible for handling the humans while they waited to be sold.
“This is disgusting,”  he mumbled.
Max took his lover’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “No one is here who doesn't want to be,” he reminded Grant. “No one is being forced into this life.”
“That's absurd. These people are desperate and in most cases they don't have a choice.”
“We all have a choice.” Maxim led him into the massive room where the bidding would take place. 
“They're runaways, drug addicts and victims of abuse.” Grant said. “What choice do they have?”
“You know as well as I do that in almost every case these humans end up much better off than when they are given to their vampire.”
“Bought, not given.” Grant stared into Maxim's eyes daring him to play a game of semantics on the subject.
 Maxim sighed. He shouldn't have brought Grant here for this impromptu inspection. “Their vampire's treat them well, pay for their educations, give them luxuries and companionship. You've seen many humans who have gone onto better things because of the life that started here.” 
Grant couldn't argue that point. Many prominent figures, lawyers, doctors and people who did good in this world were once a companion to a vampire. Some humans even proved helpful when a vampire needed assistance at some point in time. Some times humans chose to become immortal when the contract expired. In exchange for a good life, the human was bound by secrecy. Weather they became immortal or not, they could be expected to be protected and well cared for by their night walker for as long as time kept them on this earth. Once the contract expired they were free to leave, but vowed never to speak of the time they had spent serving their undead companion. 
“I just don't get it, I guess.” Grant pushed his dark hair from his eyes. “You found me without an auction.”
“Things were different for us. You figured out what I was and wanted to be with me.”
“I still do. That's why I'm in this dreadful place with you.” When Grant smiled, his chiseled jaw relaxed. “I don't like to be away from you.”
“I know, my love,” Maxim said. “I hate to be away from you. Let me make my inspection and then we'll go home. I'll show you how much I appreciate you when we get there.”
“Promise?” Grant slowly licked his kissable lips.
“You'll be mine all night.” Maxim wanted more than anything to make his inspection so he could spend the rest of the evening pleasing his partner.
Grant stopped, his mood turned colder, when they approached the entrance of the huge ballroom. Maxim followed his lover's gaze and immediately locked in on the stunning woman standing on the auction block. Her long, dark hair fell over her slender shoulders, curling slightly at the ends. Her olive complexion was a stark contrast to the pale yellow silk dress she wore. She looked to be in her early twenties. Maxim sensed her fear as she stood on display in front of a room full of blood thirsty vampires. He was certain Grant was picking up on her anxiety. 
Grant's jaw tightened again, growling from someplace deep within his chest. “Look at the way these men are lusting after her.” 
Grant moved deeper into the room, never taking his eyes away from the dark-haired beauty. Maxim had to admit she was the most striking woman he'd ever seen. Her skin looked so soft and her full pink lips were inviting. And then there was the vein pulsing down her neck. He could hear the blood flowing through it and wondered if she tasted as sweet as she looked.
Maxim observed his partner. Grant was intrigued by this particular human. He had never seen Grant so enthralled over a woman. It was unsettling.
“You want this girl.” It wasn't a question. Maxim knew. He could see the desire in Grant's eyes as they darkened. Grant did his best to conceal his protruding fangs, but as each second passed, the more his animalistic instincts pushed to the surface.

Grant continued to stare at the beautiful, young woman standing on the auction block. The rapid beat of her heart drummed out any other sound in the room. The lust from the other vampires swirled around, fueling his rage. He could hear the whispers of how they wanted to drink from her, and take her in ways she'd never known possible. A few were planning to bid fast and high to ensure they left with this woman. It infuriated Grant in ways that he couldn’t understand.
“Grant?” Maxim moved closer to his side, taking his hand. He could hear the concern in his master’s voice. Grant wasn't sure what he was feeling or how he was going to vocalize it. The only other time he experienced this type of desire was over a century ago when he encountered Max for the first time.
They had always been honest with one another. They'd been exclusive since the beginning, but they had shared their bed on occasion with both men and women through the years. They had never done it without the other present. It was always just to spice things up. A different way of feeding. Forever was a long time and they both agreed that sometimes having a third in the bedroom helped when things got complacent.  
“Do you want this girl?” Maxim asked.
“I don't know,” Grant admitted as he retracted his fangs. “But I don't want anyone else to have her.”
“Very well,” Maxim said. 
“What can we do?”
“I'll stop the auction.”
Maxim was a strong, imposing figure. His well toned body filled out his designer suit perfectly as he strode toward the auctioneer. With one word from Maxim everything stopped. There wasn’t anything this man wouldn’t do for Grant.
Maxim whispered into the confused man's ear, but Grant heard everything. He could see the fear on his face as the impressive vampire told him this particular auction was closed and he'd pay triple what the girl was worth. The auctioneer nodded and within seconds Max’s orders were followed.
Grant didn’t care that Maxim had bought her. All he wanted was to get her out of there. He shifted his focus from Max to the scared girl. Their eyes had connected briefly when he first came into the room. When he held her in his gaze an electricity coursed through his cold body. In that moment he remembered what it was like to be alive. The sensation lasted no more than a few seconds, but Grant wanted to experience it again. 
The emerald-eyed angel kept her head down as she waited to find out her fate. The other vamps in the room were booing and hissing. They were clearly annoyed Maxim had stopped the show before the bidding had begun. Disappointment and impatience settled in the air. It would quickly be replaced with anticipation when the next human was brought out for bidding.
Ten minutes later the paperwork was processed and the three of them were in the limo on their way back to Grant and Maxim's secluded estate. 
The men sat on the same seat while the girl whose name, according to the paperwork was Cassie, sat across from them. She scooted to the corner, pulled her legs into her chest and shivered. It was late October and once the sun had set, the evenings were quite cold. It probably didn't help that she shared the enclosed space with two extremely frigid vampires. She didn't even have a jacket. 
“Are you cold?” Grant asked the obvious. 
She nodded.
Maxim flicked a switched and turned up the heat. Grant smiled at him in appreciation. Max continued to stare at the stranger sitting across from them. He didn't do well with new people, especially humans. He liked to have total control in every situation so Grant wasn't  certain how this new arrangement was going to work. He wasn't even sure what he'd been thinking. Perhaps it was best to stop this before it started.
“Cassie,” Grant said.
She slowly raised her head when he called her name. She looked up at him with her mesmerizing green eyes and waited for him to speak. Grant momentarily lost his voice. He couldn't stop staring at the vision who had overtaken his world. No human ever looked directly into his eyes. They were too afraid. There were many myths surrounding his kind, but the one about a vamp being able to command you with their eyes was pretty true to form. This was the second time she had stared him down. 
“My name is Grant and this is Maxim.”
She didn’t say anything, but acknowledged them both with her wide, enchanting eyes.
“Where can we drop you?” Grant asked.
Maxim's head snapped in Grant's direction. “What are you doing?” He spoke too low for Cassie to hear. An advantage the undead had when they needed to speak to one another without mortals overhearing. “She's homeless. She has no place to go.”

There was something about these men that intrigued Cassie. She thought she’d be more afraid after the auction. Before signing up she had been given the scenarios of what could happen once she left with her companion. For the next couple of years she would serve as a special friend to the highest bidder. She had imagined what it would be like to leave with a stranger all afternoon. To put her total trust in her new master and fulfill his every need. On some level it excited her. Her life hadn’t been easy. She was ready for a change. A shot at something more. Something she didn’t totally understand, but was drawn to. Now that she had settled down from the adrenaline the auction had caused, she was calmer and ready to hold up her end of the deal. She didn't get what was happening with her new men. Why did it seem as if they weren’t going to abide by the deal?
When she bumped into her friend Andrea a few weeks ago, she'd looked so put together and happy. The women had been in and out of the foster care system together for years and were both released on their eighteenth birthdays. They had no families, no skills and no money. That didn't seem to matter to the system. When a kid aged out, that was that.
Cassie had been on her own for the last four years, struggling to get by. After she'd lost her job at the local bar due to cutbacks last month she couldn't keep up her apartment. She'd been sleeping in a shelter when there was room, but it wasn’t the safest place. Andrea insisted she come home with her. Cassie didn't want to impose but Andrea wouldn't hear it. She had been fortunate enough to become a companion to a very prominent businessman who she found through a vampire auction.
It was Andrea’s companion, Jonathan, who put her in contact with the auction house. Vampires had been a myth, nothing but fiction. When Cassie witnessed Jonathan feeding from her friend she realized the stories had been true. Jonathan treated Cassie very well while she stayed in his home, and encouraged her to put herself up on the auction block. Andrea assured Cassie she was happy and safe with Jonathan, and she could have a good life too. What did she have to lose?
She never expected to be going home with two vampires when she signed up. She had no idea what was happening when Maxim approached the man in charge of running the auction before the bidding had begun. Cassie was pulled off the block and ushered into a back room amid some loud displeasure form the other vampires in the room. Maxim briefly explained that his friend was interested in her. A few minutes later she was brought to the limo waiting at the back of the auction house. Now the friend who had wanted her just a minute before was asking where they could drop her.
No fucking way!
She hadn't gone through the humiliating process of being sold at a vampire auction to be bought and dumped. Tired of being alone, afraid and hungry caused her to make a desperate choice. She had struggled far too long. She'd dreamed and wished for a loving family her whole life, but that never happened. By the time she had been released from foster care she had been placed so many times she lost count. She'd spent the last few years moving from job to job, renting one crappy apartment after another. This was her way out. She'd wanted the life Andrea had and she was going to get it. No one was going to push her aside ever again.
“I'm going home with you.” She stared into Grant's haunting blue eyes. They were the iciest shade she'd ever seen, but she detected the warmth in them. There was something about him that lured her in. Instinct warned her to look away, but she couldn’t. His voice was soft and soothing and for some bizarre reason she had the urge to crawl into his lap and snuggle against his broad chest. “That's what I agreed to. I was told if I went to the auction, I'd have a place to go home to when it was over. I was given all the rules and I did everything I was supposed to.”
“That's correct.” Maxim said in a short tone. 
When Cassie stared into his steel gray eyes she didn’t have the urge to cuddle against him. His were dark almost black and his voice was louder and more abrupt than Grant's. He frightened her, but in a mysterious way. With him her urges were different… darker.
“You don't owe us anything, Cassie,” Grant said in a tranquil tone. “We don't know how you ended up at the auction, but there has to be another way for you.”
This was just her luck. She'd find a vampire with a moral compass. She was sick of being thrown away as if she didn’t matter. She'd been unwanted her entire life. Not today.  This time she would take control of her destiny. She'd hit the jackpot. The auction gods had sent her two strong, sexy and capable vampires. She wasn't going to allow them to toss her aside.
“You owe me,” she said. “You took me off that block and probably paid a lot of money for me. I was promised a home.” 
“She has a point,” Maxim said. “She did cost a pretty penny.”
“Max!” Grant raised his voice. “Don’t encourage her.”
“If you weren't willing to hold up your end of the bargain then why would you buy me?” she asked. “Why didn’t you leave me for someone else?”
“We didn’t buy you,” Grant said. “I thought I was helping you.”
Maxim glanced out the window. “Look, we're home now. Perhaps a hot meal will do you some good and then we can decide what to do next.”
“You have food in your house? I didn’t think you ate human food.”
Maxim snickered as Grant rolled his eyes. She had a feeling they were communicating on another level. One she didn’t understand, but fascinated her.
“We have human staff,” Grant explained. “Lea, our housekeeper, can get you something to eat.”
“Then what?” She needed to know what to expect as the car pulled up in front of the biggest house she’d ever seen.
“I don’t know.” Grant looked at her as if she was the only woman he'd ever set eyes on. She liked being the object of his desire. It made her feel warm and wanted. “I didn’t expect for this to happen.”
“Why would you come to an auction?” she asked. “You knew what would be expected of you.”
It was obvious these two were more than friends. She could tell by the way they looked at one another, the subtle glances and touches. She suspected they had been together a long time. There was something very compelling about these men, and she wanted to learn more about them. In a matter of a ten minute car ride she wanted to be part of what they had. 
“I'm the keeper of the Massachusetts area,” Max said. “It's my job to make sure everything runs smoothly. I was there for an inspection.”
“Vampires have inspections? Do you have unions too?”
Grant laughed and she liked the way it sounded.
“We have rules and I expect my vampires to follow them.”  Maxim stepped out onto the driveway once the driver opened the door.
“After you.” Grant motioned for her to follow Max.
“Thank you.” She smiled at him, lingering for a few seconds, taking in his dimples when he smiled back at her. Her heart pounded hard inside her chest as she lost herself in his gaze. 
“Are you two coming?” Maxim interrupted their moment.
“Of course,” Grant responded as he quickly ushered Cassie out of the car, stopping to stand by Maxim’s side.
Grant nodded as he looked into the other vampire's eyes. Neither verbalized their thoughts. They didn’t have to because they were communicating without speaking again. When Maxim reached out and stroked Grant’s cheek, something inside Cassie’s body ignited. For the first time in her life she felt a sense of belonging.


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Friday, December 5, 2014

Justice Jackson P.I.... Free Read

Genre: Romance

Sultry waitress Andrea Bloome serves cocktails at The Lounge, the hottest jazz club in Chicago. When her life is in danger, she turns to charismatic P.I. Justice Jackson for help.

Can he save her from the people who are meant to protect her? Or will he be blinded by the overwhelming attraction between them?

Set in the 1940's.

This is a free short story.


"Please try and relax, Ms. Bloome.” I handed her the martini.

"Call me Andrea," she replied in a timid tone.

I smiled. "Well, Andrea, you can call me Justice.”

"Justice, do you always bring your work home?" she asked.

I laughed. "No, but I don't want anything to happen to you. I feel this deep need to protect you."

She looked frightened. "Won't helping me put you in danger?"

"I'm a P.I., my life is always in danger.”

She pondered what I said.

Her hazel eyes met mine. I felt frozen. Her timid but inquiring voice brought me back to the present. “Why did you choose to become a P.I.?”

“What else was I going to do with a name like Justice Jackson?”

She let out a giggle and a look of concerned quickly crossed her face.

“What’s going to happen when I don’t show up for work tonight?” she asked in a shaky voice.

“They’ll most likely go looking for you. That’s why you’re here safe with me. I promise I won’t let anything happen to you.”

“Justice, this could be very dangerous for you.”

“It may be, but I'm just careful and trust very few people." I answered in a comforting tone . I didn't want her to worry about me.

"How do you know you can trust me?" she asked full of curiosity.

"Are you concealing a weapon, Ms. Bloome?" I raised an eyebrow at her. I wanted to lighten the mood. She took a deep breath, her body relaxing. She smiled and stepped closer to me.

"I may be. Do you want to frisk me?" she replied jokingly.

Our eyes met and the earth moved around me. I was taken by her. I needed to concentrate on saving her life, not her amazing lips. Oh, did I mention her incredible legs that seemed to be a mile long even though she may have been all of five foot three? So, yes, Ms. Bloome, I do want to frisk you. Needing to put some distance between us and focus on the issue at hand, I pushed away my attraction to her and cleared my throat. "Please excuse me. I need to call my sister Julia. She is about your size and she can get you the things you need. Please make yourself at home."

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Tamaria Soana is middle aged, but just feels her life has begun. She writes sexy contemporary romance stories that always end with a ‘happily ever after’. Growing up she loved to read and make up new places in her head to escape to. In her late teens she began writing short stories and poetry; it wasn’t until her late thirties before she began to spin a full story. She’s married and a stay-at-home-mom of two beautiful young girls, they reside in Western New York. Cuddling up with a good book under an electric throw is her way to escape the cold Buffalo nights.

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Second Chance Holiday...

Genre: Romance

All Maggie Carver wants for Christmas is for things to work out with her long time boyfriend Brock. But with his work schedule and putting her second, it doesn’t seem like that’s going to happen—especially because he plans to work on Christmas. She goes back to her family ranch for the holidays, alone and heartbroken.

Brock Wells thought Maggie was the one. That they’d be together through thick and thin. Before she heads home for the holidays, she ends things with him. While he loves her, he isn’t sure it’s worth fighting for any longer.

As the holidays draw closer and the need to spend the days with loved ones becomes overwhelming, can Maggie and Brock find their way back to one another, or will they let their stubborn nature get the best of them?


“If you love something let it go. If it’s meant to be, it’ll find its way back to you.” Maggie tightened her hands around the steering wheel.

She loved Brock Wells with everything in her. From the moment she met him, things were different. He was kind, compassionate, understanding, and damn good in the bedroom. Lately, however, he’d been distant. It was as though they suddenly just couldn’t get along.

She flipped her blinker on and turned on to the dirt road to Carver Ranch. She needed the guidance of her Aunt Gail, her mom’s sister. She lost her mother a few years ago to cancer and her father took off when she was a young child. She’d been in touch with him as an adult, but the feeling of betrayal by him never went away.

Her aunt Gail always knew what to tell her to make her feel better. With Christmas a few days away, Maggie wanted a good holiday with family. But most of all, she wanted to spend it with Brock, which wasn’t going to happen.

She parked the car and stared up at the two story farm house. Taking a deep breath, she left the vehicle. Warm apple and fresh spices welcomed her. Aunt Gail must be baking. She climbed the steps to the wraparound porch and wasted not time going inside.

Everything looked the same. A country, comfy themed place. Plaid couches, honey colored wood furniture. Fun little rooster knick knacks scattered throughout. The only difference was the added Christmas lights. The Christmas tree was most likely on the back screened-in portion of the porch. Her aunt liked to have one room she could fully deck out. One day she’d be a grandma, and she’d spoil those kids rotten.

“Aunt Gail,” she called as she made her way slowly through the home.

She took in each square foot she could, already feeling warmth around her heart. She was where she was supposed to be.

Aunt Gail walked out of the kitchen, wearing a blue apron with white ruffles. “Maggie Rose! You’re early. What are you doing here?”

Maggie wrapped her arms around her aunt and snuggled in as close as she could. The woman held her back tenderly. This is what it would be like if her mother was still here.

“I’ve missed you so much.” Aunt Gail pulled back and placed her hands on Maggie’s shoulders. “You look wonderful. Where is Brock?”

Maggie sighed and before she could speak, her aunt’s eyebrow had already lifted.

“What’s going on?”

She’d hoped to have been able to keep it a secret for a little while before her aunt figured out there was trouble in paradise, however the woman was too smart. Maggie supposed being the mom to three mischievous boys would do that. “I left him.” Sort of.

Shock crossed her face. “You what? Come in this kitchen and sit down. Tell me what happened.”

Maggie followed her into the kitchen, where she saw several pies sitting on the counter. The Carvers always had a ton of food. “Can I get a piece of fresh cherry pie?”

“Don’t tell my kids.” Aunt Gail sliced up the pie and put two pieces on separate plates. “Whipped cream?”

“Please.” She was sulking and needed comfort food, and her aunt made homemade whipped cream.

“All right, well give me a second to mix some up.” She gathered the heavy whipping cream and sugar and added the ingredients to her mixing bowl. “Please tell me Brock didn’t do anything bad.”

Maggie rested her chin on her fist. “It just wasn’t working anymore.”

Gail spun the spoon quickly through the bowl. “The last time I saw you two, I was certain you’d be coming here this Christmas with a ring.”

She had too. Things had appeared that way, but then he got a new promotion and work came first. All the time. He traveled a good bit and when he was home, he was on his computer working. When it came to sex, his libido was out the door. They hardly ever slept at one another’s places anymore. This Christmas, she really thought they’d be moving in together, especially since her lease was up the first of January. Boy had things changed. “We just fell apart. Out of sync.”

Aunt Gail brought the plates to the table and set one in front of Maggie. Not only did it look tasty, but the sweet cherry aroma made her mouth water.

“I’m sorry to hear that. Can it be fixed?”

“I don’t know.” She paused and chewed her bottom lip.

“What did you do? I can tell by that look.” She pointed a fork at her sternly.

“I kinda sent him a text before I came here and told him when I got back, I’d get my things from his place.” She stabbed her pie. “I was so upset he wasn’t coming here with me. And he knew how important this was.”

Her aunt lifted a mug to her mouth. “What did he say when you sent the text?”

That was the worst part. “Nothing. I saw he read the message but he never said a damn thing back.”

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Lacey Wolfe has always had a passion for words, whether it’s getting lost in a book or writing her own. From the time she was a child she would slip away to write short stories about people she knew and fantasies she wished would happen. It has always been her dream to be a published author and with her two children now of school age, she finally has the time to work on making her dream come true.

Lacey lives in Georgia with her husband, son and daughter, their six cats and one black lab who rules the house.

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Monday, December 1, 2014

Cover Reveal... Sliding Into Second

Sexy baseball players! I've got them...

I'm excited to reveal the cover for Sliding Into Second. This is Book 2 in my Kingston Heat Series. Trust me you won't want to miss these sexy, dirty-talkin', physically fit athletes. They know how to play on and off the field.

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Jilted by him once before, but the second time it’s her turn to level the playing field.

Hotshot sports reporter Sage Millan has been busy making a name for herself in the male dominated world of baseball. She’s landed a job as the sports correspondent in Kingston, Rhode Island. Her first assignment is covering the newly crowned World Series champions, The Crushers. This is the opportunity of a lifetime. The only problem, her ex-boyfriend and the only man she’s ever loved is the team’s second baseman. Things ended badly between the two during their college years and she’s not sure she can put those demons to rest.

Professional baseball player Nicolas Cordova is having the time of his life. His team has just won the coveted World Series title. With the victory comes more fame, women and exposure than he ever could have imagined. Things are about to change for the sexy, charismatic athlete. He never expects his high school sweetheart to walk back into his life much less the locker room. 

These days Sage is smarter, more mature and doesn’t plan on being played a second time. Her appearance stirs old memories for Nic. She’s the one he let get away in the name of his career. He vows he can be the man she needs this time around. Will that be enough to mend her broken heart? 

Sliding Into Second is set to release on February 16th, 2015. But if you absolutely can't wait until then check out Book One in the series. Stealing His Heart is available now.

WARNING... Pax will steal your heart

Will the bad-boy pitcher strike out when it comes to love? 

Shy music teacher Sophia Ballis has sworn off men. After a bad experience with a college jock she decided it was better to be alone than to get burned again. She focused on her education and now her new job at a local private school. 

Professional baseball pitcher Paxton Hughes is a player both on and off the field. He's signed to the Kingston Crushers to bring home the coveted championship title. Nothing can get in his way. Serious relationships don't mix with a life on the road and he never loses focus on the game. One-night stands are his specialty for a reason. 

While out jogging one spring morning, the two collide, setting their course in motion. Pax is immediately drawn to the unassuming beauty. Sophia is aware of his reputation and decides one night of meaningless sex with the attractive Texas charmer is just what she needs to get over her self-imposed dry spell. Pax has more than a one-night stand on his mind, but will his bad-boy persona and demanding schedule ruin any chances of a happily ever after? 

Content Warning: contains explicit sex and adult content 

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Friday, November 28, 2014

FREE Holiday Read... @ellajade1

I have three Holiday reads available for your reading pleasure this season. The first one I wrote about two years ago is FREE on Amazon for the next few days. I hope you'll consider snagging a copy of this fun, festive and sexy short story. I loved creating these two characters...


Ever since his divorce several years ago, Dr. Tanner Rhodes has spent Christmas Eve alone. He has a tradition; he sits by the fire, sips his brandy and falls asleep by the lights of the tree.
When his son Aiden’s beautiful friend Sofia shows up unexpectedly at his door bearing gifts, everything changes. When had Sofia become a woman?
FREE (November 28-30)

Last year I released Inn for the Holidays. This is a quick, steamy read based off my Pleasure Inn Series featuring Logan and Elyse from Master of the Inn.
Innkeepers Logan and Elyse Cole have been making people’s fantasies a reality for the past six months at their popular bed and breakfast. While running Pleasure Inn has been a rewarding experience for the happy couple, it also requires long hours and busy weekends. Catering to their guests’ whims and fantasies doesn’t leave much free time for the Coles. They need a few days to reconnect and indulge in their own fantasies. 

Logan makes that happen with a surprise gift to his wife. He reserves the inn for just the two of them several days before Christmas. Two nights of uninterrupted romance is exactly what this couple needs. Logan reminds Elyse what drew her to him in the first place. He vows to make good on his promise to always make all of her fantasies a reality. 

She wants nothing more than for the Master of the Inn to make an appearance this holiday season. 

A Pleasure Inn series short, featuring Logan and Elyse from Master of the Inn. 
All books in this series can stand alone and/or can be read in any order. 
This is a quick steamy read. 

Content Warning – Graphic sex and explicit language 
Keeping with my holiday tradition of writing a short read for my readers I've added Tessa's Holiday Temptation to the list.
Let the temptation begin. 

Chase Carlisle has never been so taken by any other woman, but when he met Tessa everything changed. Falling in love with the younger, sexy vixen was easy. She tempted him in ways he couldn’t resist. Now that she was his he’d do anything to keep her happy, safe, and fulfilled. 

Tessa Burke had been mesmerized by Chase almost from the moment she saw the attractive, successful, older man. He helped her during a low point in her life. Their whirlwind romance was just beginning and life couldn’t be better. When Chase surprises her with a tropical, holiday getaway she can’t wait to spend four romantic days alone with him. 

Promises of sun, sand, and swimming are in store for the couple, but will they ever make it out of the luxurious villa? This vacation may prove to be their hottest Christmas ever. 

A short story featuring Tessa and Chase from Tessa’s Temptation. Both books stand alone, but to see how the couple started their journey check out their full length novel available now. 

Contains adult content and graphic sexual situations 

This is a fun, sexy, festive tale to get you in the holiday spirit. No angst or drama. Just sexy times before I introduce you to book two in the Temptress Series where I can’t promise there won’t be angst or drama.

Approximately 10,000 words. 

Happy Holidays!