Welcome to Day 3 of the Blogger Book Fair. Today we feature
Lillian McKenzie Rhine,
and Leigh Ellwood
Memoirs of a Succubus
From the blurb:
Sex is the ultimate carnal desire, a sharing of energy and light between one or more individuals. Natalya Hart is in a world of sinful flesh where her power sharing is grossly one-sided. Having reckless tryst after reckless tryst, living in a state of the orgasmic now, Natalya becomes faced with a dilemma. Should she continue on a path of indulgent behavior or investigate her lewd acts seeking answers to questions that loom? Two men, one on each side of her double-sided morals, guide Natalya until the bitter end, wanting her to choose one or the other. Should she stay untamed, listening to the man who reassures her about her natural-born tendencies? Or should she seek out the white picket fence, becoming a “good girl” with the one who falls in love with her at first sight?
After showering and dressing in a plain white tee and jeans, minus boxers as he knew she would request, he headed to Natalya's townhouse arriving with 5 minutes to spare. Finding the door ajar to Natalya's lavish three-bedroom, four-bath, split-level residence, he stepped into the darkness of her domain with caution.
At this point in their acquaintance, he knew that the object that he was seeking would appear in the only room with a candle showing a single violet flame. Curious as to where she purchased candles, he asked her a few months back but with annoyance she informed him that the candles were found in the basement of her home when she moved in. As he stalked through the foyer, he could smell the familiar scent of lavender and vanilla permeating the air on the lower level, alerting him to the fact that his prize was soon to appear.
Walking past the sitting room with urgency, he took a fleeting moment to admire the upscale decor of her domain. With soft, rich chocolate leather furnishings set in contrast with the icy, chill of the iron metal tables, coupled with the nude paintings of women, the entire room looked like a decadent box of chocolates.
Soon he started pacing down the hallway leading to the kitchen, when he halted with abruptness. The downstairs bathroom had a shimmering glow of plum light escaping through the door frame. He closed his eyes inhaling the delicate scent of vanilla and chamomile.
Mmmmm. She always smells good enough to eat.
His mouth watered from the memories of her. Before he took the step of no return, that he became accustom to for the past few months, he took a deep breath, shook his head, turning the knob with a costive hesitation.
“Here we go again.”
About the author:
Lillian MacKenzie Rhine is a writer who weaves stories together in her mind; creating an articulate quilt patched together with interesting characters and riveting plots. She has an open approach to genre writing where the pen dictates the theme written on the pages. Each chosen word that Lillian MacKenzie Rhine engraves into her stories will connect with her readers’ reality at some point in his or her past, present, or future.
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Next up, please say hello to Nina Pierce and her new book
A Touch Of Lilly
From the blurb:
Ex-Chicago detective LILLY D’ANGELO has a secret she doesn’t share with anyone. A master of the one night stand, she’s given up ever finding a soul mate and thrown herself head first into her career. That is, until she captures the wrong alien. Kidnapped and sold into the sex slave trade, she’s shipped into deep space. Barely escaping with her life, Lilly now travels the galaxy working as a bounty hunter using her secret talents to bring down criminals and seeking revenge on the one male who ruined her life. Agent DALLAS SAWYER works for deep space’s version of the FBI. After a disastrous mission that left several of his team members murdered, a president executed, and Dallas near death, he’s determined to take down the assassin targeting government officials. When a sexy human female gets between him and his goal, Dallas and his alien partner find themselves on the receiving end of a passionate night they won’t soon forget and a proposition that may very well blow up in their faces.
Lilly D’Angelo wasn’t expecting a trip down memory lane when she sauntered into the dingy tavern, but the acrid stench and gruff hum of the Friday night crowd carried her back to one of the seedier establishments on Chicago’s south side nonetheless. Except for the clientele, the owner had managed to replicate nearly every detail right down to the blue haze of cigarette smoke and the soft crooning of a jazz band on the corner stage.
Pushing the sour thoughts of home from her mind and focusing on the job at hand, Lilly morphed her features into her sexiest vixen pout and moved gracefully toward the long bar on the other side of the room. Her voluptuous breasts, spilling temptingly from her silk blouse, led the way. The eyes watching her leather-clad ass sashay around the battered tables were clustered on various life forms—none of them human.
Yeah, definitely not Chicago. Hell, this wasn’t even Earth for goodness sake.
“Regent’s ale, straight up, hold the brenic.” Lilly ordered the local brew in English, hoping the two-headed alien behind the bar had a cochlear translator in one of those eight holes that passed for ears. Satisfied when one head nodded, she settled on a stool, making sure her fur jacket and blouse parted just enough to offer a seductive view of her cleavage. She shifted, allowing the black leather skirt to ride up her thigh and expose a little more silky real estate. The reflection she saw in the mirror behind the liquor bottles was every inch a working woman on the prowl. She wasn’t trying to attract anyone in particular, just hoping to mislead the locals into thinking she was some female making a living with her body—which was true—just not as the human streetwalker she impersonated.
Undercover work was what kept food in her belly and a roof over her head. But it was the cold-hearted need for revenge that had driven her to flaunt her feminine wares on distant planets. Walking among low-life criminals—most of them of the non-human variety—was a small price to pay for the opportunity to avenge the calamity that had become her life.
About the author:
USA Today bestselling author, Nina Pierce, grew up in a house full of readers. Nina's discovered the passionate side of romance with her sexy stories. For her, it's all about the sweet scent of seduction mixed with the heartwarming aroma of romance. Nina resides in New England with her high school sweetheart and soul mate of twenty-eight years and several very spoiled cats who consider her "staff". When she’s not writing she enjoys spending time with her three grown children, one love-sick son-in-law and a heart-melting grandson.
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And last, but definitely not least, here is Leigh Ellwood and her novel
Book 2 of The Vectran Chronicles
From the blurb:
After years of imprisonment on his home planet, the disgraced Tobin – former captain of the starship Jiu’Kr – is called upon to undertake a mission to save his people. Their salvation, to his great joy, lies on Earth. Kelly Landry has tried to be productive since he and Tobin parted. He finds solace in his bakery, Taste This, and in helping those in need. He’s not ready to pursue another relationship, much to the disappointment of would-be suitor Brad Summers, because a part of him wants to believe his sexy alien lover will return. When Tobin does come back for him, however, it’s not the romantic reunion Kelly expected. Tobin is a risk taker…will his actions keep him and Kelly apart for good?
Tobin swallowed back a lump in his throat as the planet—bright blue and swathed in swirling white clouds—loomed in his view. Why did his hands shake as he maneuvered the small ship toward the remote coordinates designated for him? The first time he and his crew came to Earth, the excitement proved palpable even with his eyes closed. He couldn’t wait to claim the man he’d admired from afar and show him a new world of possibilities.
Now, a shiver of fear cooled his skin. How would Kelly react if Tobin simply showed up at Taste This? So much time had passed, too—for all Tobin knew, Kelly had closed up shop and moved on to another career. If he still possessed the vial Tobin gave him, perhaps Kelly had volunteered to help the less fortunate, all the while spreading the good news in the form of a permanent cure to people’s ills.
So much time separated them now, Tobin realized as he fixed on a remote spot in a South American jungle. What Mar’quan and others required grew here amid a variety of odd insects and poisoned thorns. He would beam down, get what he needed, and get out. Hopefully he’d meet no natives during his brief stay—two-legged, winged, or clawed. The ship had come equipped with sufficient weaponry, but Tobin didn’t anticipate the need to defend himself.
Just like he planned, he maneuvered the cloaked craft to hover over a thicket of tall trees near the river and beamed down to the precise spot where he could collect the plants. The heat enveloped him, creating a film of sweat that caused greater discomfort the longer he stayed in the grass.
He filled a container two-feet wide and one foot deep, and hoped he had enough. If not, he’d come back, but Tobin felt confident that the team Mar’quan assembled to work on the cure could work with this. Now he required only one more thing—rather, person—to complete his mission.
Once settled at the helm, he set the coordinates for Taste This and steered the craft northward. He’d stay within the planet’s atmosphere for this short trip, just above the flight line so as not to compromise the safety of any air jets in the area. His heart seemed to accelerate with every minute that passed, which both amused and bothered him. Was he actually nervous to see Kelly again? Did he fear rejection or—gods forbid—the possibility that Kelly no longer lived?
He wouldn’t know for certain until he saw the man for himself. Traveling at top speed brought Tobin out of the jungle and circling the city within the hour.
Tobin adjusted his scanners and checked the coordinates for the bakery once more, then flipped a switch near a surveillance screen. The aerial vantage point afforded him a view of the shop’s marquee, which partially shielded the front doors. He could detect movement along the bakery’s glass walls, however, and a quick check of the universal clock on his dashboard told him that it was mid-morning in Kelly’s hometown. Customers filtered in and out of Taste This in pairs and singles rather fluidly, and Tobin knew his old lover was busy.
He drummed his fingers next to another button, one that triggered the transporter. In five seconds, he could stand before the bakery himself and marvel at Kelly’s success, then drool over his beloved’s perfectly lean body and handsome features. For countless days he’d rehearsed in his mind how to pull off a longed-for reunion. Should he burst through the shop’s doors like a wild man desperate to find his lost love, or maybe he’d play it cool and slip inside with a hat covering his face. He’d saunter up to the counter and casually order a slice of pie, and Kelly—bent over the register or a tray of cookies—would recognize his voice and engage a slow-motion eye-contact, not unlike those climatic love scenes in Earth romantic comedies.
The one reaction Tobin figured most likely, Kelly serving him without a hint of recognizance, frightened him the most. In a way, too, such a non-reaction might relieve him. He’d enjoy one last look at Kelly, grab something for the road, and return to the Vectran system. He’d give Mar’quan the needed herbs for the cure and ask for a full pardon and a ship. At the very least, he could come back and try to woo Kelly again.
About the author:
Leigh Ellwood is an award-winning author of erotica and erotic romance fiction. Following the release of her first novel, Truth or Dare, in 2004, Leigh has since written several novels, novella, and short stories. She is an EPIC Award winner and has been nominated for many reviewers awards for her works.
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