Friday, June 28, 2013

Born Into Fire

Born Into Fire
Paranormal (Elemental Shapeshifters) Erotic Romance

Ryalda, the Element heroes of old, leak from the void and bring with them beauty, desire . . . and destruction. Change is hard, but the metamorphous into fire goes beyond any change Kenna Lang imagined. When she discovers her ancestors are ancient beings who exist in a void beyond our universe, and the dragons of her childhood dreams are real, life as she knows it is over.

Erion, an Air Element, answers the call of Kenna’s emerging fire to discover a woman on the cusp of transformation. He’s drawn to her, the need to mate overwhelming. However, Erion killed once before by having sex in element form, and has sworn not to merge with another Element. But the discovery that a male Fire Element is intent upon enslaving Kenna’s soul forces Erion to get involved. He will save her. But he aches to do more than protect her. He wants to touch her—to pleasure her, but he won’t bond his Element to hers.

Erion is unprepared for the emotions Kenna awakens in him—or the lengths to which she will go to save him.

An Excerpt from KyAnn Waters & Tarah Scott's Born into Fire

Erion breathed deep and kissed her, releasing a breath into her mouth and, despite knowing he only shortened their time, fed the fire emerging in her.

The tingle increased, vibrating out his cock. As her element drew closer to the surface, she would need more from him. Like any hungry beast, she would take as much as he allowed. She deepened the kiss, her mouth moist and warm. He envisioned endless days with her at the furnace, him feeding her fire while she created art, her feeding his need for her. Tasting her, licking her, fucking her. He was her mate. It should be him who completed her just as she would him. Instead, he was the man who would spread dirt over her empty grave if he stayed with her.

Kenna hugged him tighter, and his heart wrenched. Those days would remain a dream. He would stay until that last moment before she transformed. The Giris. Right now, he planned on making her come, again and again, until she screamed. Then burst into flames, his mind quietly added, but—Erion’s mind jerked to attention in unison with the slam of a car door.

Hadyn Stiles.

Kenna broke from the kiss. She hurried to the window on the street side of the workshop and shoved back the curtain. Hairs prickled on the back of Erion’s neck. Hadyn strode up the driveway.

Erion was instantly behind Kenna. He slipped an arm around her waist and pressed his chest to her back. He forced back the impulse to shift into element and wrap her in a protective vacuum. She wasn’t ready to shift—he sure as hell wasn’t ready to confess the truth about himself. Fear of telling her and fear of Hadyn exposing him shot to the surface in a chaotic jumble. How will I explain the truth? Would she feel betrayed?

She turned in his arms. “It’s only Hadyn. He’s harmless. I met him at the gallery. I’ll give him credit for tenacity. The guy won’t take a hint.”

Erion looked past her out the window. She was mistaken. The tall, blond-haired man walking up the driveway was anything but harmless. What was he up to? Hadyn knew Erion was here just as Erion had sensed his presence, yet he was paying a visit as any normal human would.

Erion dropped his gaze back to Kenna’s face and trailed a finger along her cheek. “We men know a good thing when we see it.”

She shrugged. “There’s a big difference—and I don’t mean that.” She glanced at his crotch and grinned. “I hope you don’t think I sleep with all the men I meet, because I don’t.” She winked. “Just the smart-asses.”

Gratitude washed over him. If he hadn’t found Kenna before Hadyn exposed his element to her, she would have bonded to him, perhaps even desired him. But she desired Erion—without the bond. She might not understand why she wanted him, but she did, and no one could take that from him.

Kenna planted a kiss on his jaw. “I’ll get rid of him.” Erion released her and lifted his gaze to stare out the window and straight into Hadyn’s eyes. Fiery embers crackled in those blue depths. Wind whipped inside Erion in reaction to the Fire Element’s proximity. Erion veiled his thoughts, especially his feelings for Kenna. The Fire Element couldn’t be allowed to glean any information about the driving force behind their connection. A terrifying thought struck. Was it too late? Had Hadyn already deduced the truth? Was that why Hadyn had attacked him? No. That didn’t make sense. If Hadyn knew, he would simply wait for that moment of weakness when Erion and Kenna’s spark’s merged, then kill him and take Kenna.

Hadyn strode four more paces and reached the door as Kenna opened it. “Hadyn, I’m sorry, but I wish you had called. I’m working and don’t have time for company.”

Hadyn smiled, but a pulse in the side of his jaw belied the action. Frustration showed on Kenna’s face. If she had any idea how her open choice of him over Hadyn fueled his anger, she would get as far away from him as possible.

“I had hoped I was more than just company,” Hadyn said.

Satisfaction shot through Erion when none of Kenna’s heat ignited for Hadyn.

He stepped forward, and she automatically moved aside. He halted in the threshold, his eyes locked with Erion’s. “I thought you didn’t have time for company.”

“Erion and I are working.”

“Erion,” Hadyn repeated, then murmured, “Air.”

“What?” Kenna glanced at Erion.

Erion gave her a soft smile. “Erion is Albanian for wind.”

Her brow furrowed, and his heart leaped at the thought she might recognize the significance of the name.

She smiled. “I like it. Now,” she started for the furnace, “if you’ll excuse us, Hadyn.”

Hadyn’s gaze dropped to her ass, and Erion realized he smelled their sex. Hadyn’s gaze jerked to the open button of Erion’s jeans, then up to his eyes.

“Careful,” Erion cautioned. “She is not yet aware of her element. Force her before her time, and I will kill you.”

Hadyn sneered. “As you did when you ran from me in the parking lot?”

Erion gave a mocking laugh, then inhaled a small breath and sent a quiet swirl of air across the room. The edges of Hadyn’s shirt ruffled.

The space around Erion heated with the narrowing of Hadyn’s eyes. The look dissolved into a condescending twist of his mouth. “No”, Hadyn telepathically replied, “her fire is still buried within”. “You have no claim.”

“What was that, Hadyn?” she asked.

“I said, you fixed the flame. I see your furnace is working.”

“Yes,” she replied absently and bent over the scalloped bowl.

Hadyn’s glare cut back to Erion. “She is mine”. He took a threatening step forward.

“I have to work.” They both turned to see Kenna sitting at her bench, brows raised. “Put away the testosterone. Hadyn, I’ll see you later.”

“I can show you out,” Erion said.

“I know the way.” “And I will be back.”

The door blew open.

Hadyn stopped.

“Damn door!” Kenna cried.

Erion glared. I’ll be waiting.

Hadyn whirled and strode through the door without a backward glance. Erion took three steps, softly clicked the door shut, and faced Kenna.

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What a hot book, thanks for sharing KyAnn.

You are the best,


Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Hazard Duty - Rue Allyn

Hazard Duty ~ Sexy Sailors # 2

Thank you Anita for spot-lighting my newest release, Hazard Duty ~ Sexy Sailors # 2. I’ll tease your followers with the opening snippet of the first date scene from Hazard Duty followed by the book blurb. Sadly Hazard Duty won’t be available until July 01, 2013 (five short days from now). You may find out more about pricing and purchasing at

Opening of the first date scene in Hazard Duty
They weren't on the road for two minutes when Ros realized their destination.
"You're taking me to The Point."
He cast her a grin before taking a hairpin turn. "This is a date."
She swallowed, her throat dry at the memories assaulting her, and tried to calm her racing nerves. "I prefer to think of it as having dinner together, which we could have done in a restaurant. Couples go to The Point to…to…" She couldn't say the words. Memories swamped her, clogging her throat into silence.

If you’d like to read the entire scene you may find it at, or just read the blurb given below.

Hazard Duty blurb

Joe Hazard filled all of Ros Duncan’s teenaged fantasies, but now she’s an adult with a mission, and no handsome sailor will get in her way.  The first in her family to earn a college education, she escaped Birds Gap, the deadly dull, stifling town of her childhood and the scene of her most embarrassing memories.  However as principal of Bird’s Gap High School she wants to see every child in town go to college not be forced to chose between working in the mines or risking life and limb in the military. 

Please leave a comment and let me know if the story intrigues you. Everyone who comments will have their e-mail address entered into a drawing for a free download of Hazard Duty. You may also enter by leaving a review of one of my other books at Amazon. Just check my author page for book details

I’ll be collecting entries throughout the entire Hazard Duty blog tour (June 24 – July 1—find the schedule of appearances at The winner will be announced July 4th on my blog

Thanks, Rue, for stopping by,


Monday, June 24, 2013

2013 RomCon

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Just got back from RomCon.

Held this year in Colorado Springs. The view outside took your breath away. I love the mountains. 

The hotel has a number of conventions going on at the same time, which can cause problems, but didn't.

A large number of authors were there representing a variety of genres. If you enjoy reading romance the chance to find new and well known authors was wonderful. 

The best part for me was the fans. 

Having gone to a number of writers convention, I found it extremely refreshing to go to a conference where people only wanted to have fun and talk about romance. What could be more enjoyable and still be legal?

I want to say thank to all the people who stopped by and talked to me during the event. I enjoy meeting each one of you from mothers with babies to grandmothers. It was a thrill. 

Now, I believe I need to find more romance fan base conventions. They rock.

Hope you have a great week,


Sunday, June 23, 2013

Deep Within Me

Deep Within Me
Book Two – The Prophecy
Erotic Paranormal РM̩nage Elements

Unrestrained desire…danger without end.

For one agonizing moment, Zeke Neekoma thought his most feared vision had come true. Liz was lifeless in his arms, murdered by her own clan for one traitorous act—loving him. Then her father’s healing touch brought her back.

She hasn’t emerged from death unchanged. Now her healing gift leaves her drained, weak. Worse, Zeke is still tortured with visions of a woman covered in blood.

Liz aches for a future with Zeke, to always know the thrill of his body imprisoning hers with mindless pleasure. At her reanimation, she redoubles her determination to use her healing gifts to help his people—except Zeke refuses to allow her to use them.

But with her clan leader set to launch his next attack, Zeke and Jacob have no choice but to try to heal Liz with the same sensual force she used to save them. Yet it may not be enough to avert a merciless plan that will test Zeke’s humanity, risk Liz’s life—and threaten their timeless bond.

Features a determined hunk and a babe who won’t be tamed, loads of lusty sex including some menage, a ton of unrelenting peril, and love that knows no limit. In other words, a romance hot enough to vaporize steel.


Zeke Neekoma gripped the Jeep’s steering wheel. His eyes swept the barren New Mexico desert. At this hour, moonlight reduced colors to varying shades of gray and deepened the shadows cast by stunted vegetation and rocks. The perfect setting for a sci-fi film…or the endless battles and murders played out here.
Less than two weeks before, Zeke had been close to death from three bullets near his heart. Although no hospital emergency room or medical staff had seen to his rescue and recovery, his body recorded no lingering distress from the incident. The wounds were mere pinpricks on his chest, hardly noticeable, his pulse strong yet too fast, heightened by a continued flood of adrenaline.
Because of Liz—once his enemy, now the woman he adored.
She’d died. He’d seen it, had caressed her limp body, begging her not to leave him. And then…
The enormity of what had happened hit Zeke fully now. He tried to swallow and couldn’t quite manage the action. His throat was too dry, his palms so damp they kept slipping on the steering wheel. He rubbed one hand, then the other on his jeans and clutched the wheel as hard as he could for some measure of control. Didn’t work.
The events of the last few minutes precluded it, the memories assaulting him.
He recalled racing to Carreon’s stronghold, where Liz had gone to stop the man. Carreon was her clan’s leader and the worst sort of coward. He harmed women, children, anyone who was helpless against him. Liz had hoped the bastard’s death would end the bloodshed between her and Zeke’s clans.
How wrong she’d been to have confronted him. When Zeke arrived, Carreon was in his black Escalade with Liz’s father in the passenger seat. All these months, Carreon had kept Dr. Munez prisoner to ensure Liz’s obedience to whatever he demanded. Upon seeing Zeke, Carreon pushed Munez from the SUV, directly into the path of Zeke’s vehicle, forcing him to stop. The action allowed Carreon to escape.
Inside the stronghold—within the safe room—Zeke had found Liz’s body. Carreon had strangled her, just as Zeke’s visions had warned…horrific images he’d been unable to stop. Liz’s face was swollen and purplish. Bruises ringed her neck. He’d felt for a pulse but there hadn’t been any. No signs of—
Zeke forced back a shudder, not wanting to revisit that horror again. Desperate to flee the images, he stomped on the Jeep’s accelerator. With too much gas, the vehicle jerked forward, then jounced over the uneven terrain. He had to fight to keep it steady and to see where he was going. Turning on the headlights wasn’t something he could do. Carreon’s men might see them. They were still out here.
Before Zeke could slow down, the tires hit a particularly deep rut. The Jeep’s front tires dropped into it, and then the vehicle jolted upward.
Liz inhaled sharply. She dug her fingers into Zeke’s thigh to steady herself.
He wanted to glance at her but resisted the urge. All they needed now was for him to lose control of the Jeep, flipping it. Injuring not only himself, but also Liz and her father to the point of unconsciousness. Before long, Carreon’s men would arrive, circling them like vultures.
How could you forget that? What the fuck is the matter with you?
Zeke eased his foot from the accelerator to slow the vehicle. “You okay?” he asked Liz.
Her voice didn’t rasp from her previous injuries…her murder. It was as though it had never occurred, the same as Zeke’s brush with death.

Author Bio:
Tina Donahue is an award-winning, bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for Samhain Publishing, Ellora’s Cave, and Kensington. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic romances (Adored, Lush Velvet Nights, and Deep, Dark, Delicious) were named finalists in the 2011 EPIC competition. The French review site, Blue Moon reviews, chose her erotic romance Sensual Stranger as their Book of the Year 2010 (erotic category). The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for Lush Velvet Nights, and two of her titles (The Yearning and Deep, Dark, Delicious) received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition (2011 and 2012). Take Me Away and Adored both won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the 2012 Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. She was the editor of an award–winning Midwestern newspaper and worked in Story Direction for a Hollywood production company.

Monday, June 17, 2013

Erotic Cravings - Feed the Hunger

Erotic Craving is a group of eight erotic authors., we have some of the hottest books on the market.

Randi Alexander, Chase Boehner, Mia Downing, Darah Lace, Nese Lane, Anita Philmar, Nona Raines, and KyAnn Waters

I've showcased some of their books on my blog. 

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The fun is only just beginning.

Thursday, June 13, 2013

His Kind of Woman by Nona Raines

A Spring Fling from Loose Id--FREE 6/13 - 6/18

 Here is a hot deal to read on a long summer night.

Blurb for His Kind of Woman

When Roy Girard went looking for Victor Varrano, he never expected a woman to answer the door. He soon discovers that Victor is now Venetia. Roy's startled, but even more surprised by his attraction to her. As they spend time together, he doesn't want to let her go. But she's sure to dump him when she learns his secret.

Venetia's falling hard and fast for Roy. But when she learns that his brother was the bully who tormented her in high school, she's shattered. She can't wrap her head around the fact that the man who made such amazing love to her could so completely betray her trust.

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Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Dark Fantasy

Man, I look at this picture and do I ever wish I was a photographer.

Though, I can't imagine how I'd keep my focus on taking the picture and not jumping the man. Probably explains why I'm not the one behind the camera. I must say I might even overcome my fear of close spaces if faced with this hunk in a cave.

So what dark fantasy could you have with him?

First thing that comes to my mind is a long hot shower where I soap him down. The perfect excuse to get my hands on him...all of him. The tool in front I'd leave in the cave because I'm certain he has another one that can please me.

So can you use this fantasy to spice up your love life?

Why not?

Have a man willing to play the leading role?

Once you have him in the shower, I'm sure he'll decide the role is to his liking.


Sunday, June 9, 2013

Keeping the Romance Alive


Now there are very few women who don't like flowers. The question then become what type of flowers do they like.

I can't same I'm fond of all type because some have fragrances that give me a headache. I try my best to stay away from those. So ask around, and be unique. Also no one says you can't give your guy a few. Something he might enjoy and maybe he'll return the favor and buy you daisies.

Also, I've changed my Spice IT UP page. If you need some inspiration to help keep romance alive in your relationship. Check out one of my tips. Just click the link above.

Have a great week,


Saturday, June 8, 2013

Double Her Fantasy

Free Book! Double Her Fantasy by Randi Alexander, and a Chance to Win a Sexy Nightshirt and Two Other Fun Prizes

Hi - I’m Randi Alexander, and I’ve got a couple fun things going on this week. My erotic menage romance is free at Amazon June 4 - 8. Published by The Wild Rose Press, it’s a hot and romantic story that I hope you’ll enjoy.

Drop by my website for multiple chances to win a cute nightshirt (sizes S - 3X) with my tagline printed on it, a big coffee mug, or a handy flask necklace. Click here to enter.

BOOK BLURB: At a comic book convention, artist Megan Shore is thrilled to meet action movie hunk Garret McGatlin. Usually reclusive, Megan flirts with the leading man of her sexual fantasies. He invites her to his suite for a drink, but when she arrives, his rancher brother Trey opens the door and unleashes Megan's cowboy fantasy. Both men pour on the charm, and she can't decide which of them she desires more.

The McGatlin brothers have shared women, but none of them were like Megan, irresistible and perfect for both of them. Working together, they execute a potent seduction. During a hot, amazing week, the three-way relationship becomes emotionally charged. When they're thrown into the media spotlight, Megan fears the exposure will trigger a past threat. Garrett and Trey need to prove they can keep Megan safe as well as happy and satisfied in their arms.

Available at

EXCERPT: Trey stepped closer, hooking his hand around the nape of Megan’s neck. “I've wanted you since the first moment I saw you, Megan. Stepping out of that elevator. Now that I've gotten to know you, my craving for you is insatiable.”

A hot spot formed where his fingers pressed at the back of her neck, and her head bobbled slightly as the beginning of a spontaneous orgasm made her woozy and weak in the knees.

Garret stepped close and took her arm. “Are you okay?”

“Too much testosterone.”

He laughed and pulled her against him. “We'll hold you up, baby.”

Trey's chest touched her back, his cock fitting into the cleft of her ass.

She gave in to temptation, dropped her head back on his shoulder, and pressed her palms to his thighs.

He wrapped an arm around her belly. “Sweetheart, I've got you.”

He did, and she loved every inch of flesh that sealed them together. Hot and firm, his hard muscles ramped up the climax that threatened to overtake her, promising to send her to nirvana.

Sneaking his free hand between them, he unhooked her bra. She sighed, knowing what would come next.

Garret pulled the bra away and dropped it. “Holy fuck. You're incredible.”

Trey looked over her shoulder. “Yeah, amazing.” He cupped his hands under her breasts.

Their stares, their touches, sent moisture flooding her slit. Her mouth watered, wanting them, wanting more. She let a soft moan escape.

Garret grinned and bent, taking her nipple in his mouth. “Is this what you want, baby?”

Electric charges raced from her breast to her cunt. “Yes.” Trey's big hands held her breasts, offering them to his brother. A tiny cry escaped her throat at the sensual decadence.

He switched to her other breast and nibbled, his teeth creating waves of chills that flowed through her chest. Kissing her between her breasts, he looked up at her, his eyes dark, deliciously erotic. His lips tasted lower, down her belly until he knelt.

“Oh, God.” Her breath caught and her hips bucked.

“Easy, sweetheart,” Trey murmured in her ear. His fingers slid over her nipples, still wet from his brother's mouth.

“Can't. So close.”

“Slow down,” Garret murmured. “You want this to last don't you?”

No. She wanted to come. Wanted to release the pressure building in her core, in her head, in her breasts.

Trey stopped teasing her nipples and her belly did a flip.

“Mmm,” she complained.

“Megan,” the cowboy said hot and low in her ear. “You're gonna enjoy this.” He took her earlobe into his mouth and nibbled.

“Baby.” Garret's voice demanded her attention.

She looked down as he took her thong in his white teeth, locked glances with her, and slowly eased the red satin down her thighs.

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I hope you like Double Her Fantasy, and good luck in the contest! Randi "Rode Hard and Put Up Satisfied" Double Her Fantasy is free in digital format at Amazon

Best of luck with your book, sounds hot. Anita

Friday, June 7, 2013

Yours, Mine and Ours

Family is the one thing that most couples don't share until they start getting serious. You meet his father, he likes your mother.

All seem to be going well until the holidays.

This is where most people run into trouble.

Who's house do you go to for 4th of July, Labor day, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter?

Then after you have children, your kids don't want to go anywhere.

As you can see family can bring you great joy, but they can also cause conflict between you and your spouse/lover.

Talk it out and decide what's best for the two of you.

Remember you're in control, what makes the two of you happy is what you should do.


Monday, June 3, 2013

Review for Texas Passion

Thank you, Tanya from Joyfully Reviewed for the review

"Texas Passion is an erotic and fast paced historical/western romance that you will enjoy."

To read more click on the link below.

Blurb for Texas Passion

After a long cattle drive to Abilene, Trent McCall just wants to unwind. But in his absence, his father's been making wedding plans...for Trent. The last thing he needs is a spoiled and pampered socialite for a wife. What he needs is a hard drink and a willing woman. An uncomplicated woman who understands a man’s need for release after a hard ride. Good thing he’s got one waiting for him.

Four years back East haven’t changed Catherine Turnberry’s mind. Her heart is set on neighboring rancher, Trent McCall. When an end-of-the-trail party threatens to put him in the arms of another woman, Catherine grabs the bull by the horns. Taking the place of the whore hired to pleasure Trent, she intends to give him a welcome he'll never forget and show him what Texas passion is all about.

Have an awesome day,


Saturday, June 1, 2013

Castles Burning...Get a Hose

Being an erotic reader and author of the genre, I'm always looking for new books to explore.
Castles Burning is a series of Novellas that follows a young woman named Amber. In part one, Amber is home on leave from the Navy, hoping to spend a nice, romantic weekend with her friends. We learn that she has experimented with BDSM in her sexual relationship, but really she knows nothing about it, aside from what she is learning naturally along the way. When unexpected tragedy strikes, and upturns her world, Amber must find a way to heal while also preparing for her first deployment.

In book two we are on the ship, and Amber’s learning to love and trust again, and that of course means, lots and lots of sex. Part two has all new characters, new settings, and we even take a trip to Singapore. Amber has an instant connection with the kind, and quiet Dean Cross, but is pulled by the dark, mysterious Chief of her division, Adam, who knows more about BDSM and what Amber craves, than even she understands.

If you’re looking for a love story this won’t be for you, but if you’re looking for adventurous kinky group sex, nightclub make outs  and sex rituals that take place on a fictitious Navy ship full of hot sailors, it might be right up your alley. Stay tuned for the love and passion that was in part one to return in part two, when we are faced with another twist in Amber's story. Castles Burning Part Three will be available June 1st!



My heart started to race and I hurried into the bathroom, splashing water on my face. It felt light and not quite cool, a strange detail I’d never noticed before. I looked up and stared at myself in the mirror. I leaned in very close, my nose nearly touching it and closed my eyes. I took a deep breath and remembered something I’d read in a book, or seen in a movie once. If you can’t even stare at yourself in the eyes for one minute, the problem you’re seeking to fix might be within. I forced my eyes open and looked in the mirror, really looked. My heart thundered in my ears as I leaned in, examining the reflection before me.

Have you ever really looked at yourself in the mirror, leaned in very close and searched the depths of your eyes? Have you ever had a picture in your mind of what you saw when you were looking in the mirror… and dismissed it? It’s tough to lean in close and just examine yourself, not posing, or smiling; just being you. Have you ever stared so deep into your own eyes that you could make out the menacing hills and valleys that make up the vibrant color, deep beneath the clear surface? 

I hadn’t. In that moment, stuck somewhere between dreams and reality, I realized I never had really, truly seen myself.