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Red Sage Publishing Presents: Sphinx Tempted by Christine Murphy (Rated for a Mature Audience)

Unlike the usual vampires, demons, angels, shape changers, and other paranormal story lines, my book has unique characters, civilizations, conflict, and passion created from reaching back into the Egyptian world and its artifacts. Today there is great mystery and intrigue over how they came to be, the influences that drove them, and the fall of their civilization. All of this and more I used in the creation of the Sphinx World, the characters, and the motivations and passions that drive them. In the sixth book, after escaping The Foundry, Ashlyn is found and taken to Complex 46 where she becomes a powerful protector of the Elders. After she is injured, the Sphinx Warrior, Caleb, touches her and everything changes for both of them as their powers come to life as well as their undeniable need for each other. As Power Mates they will learn to overcome the obstacles trying to keep them apart and Join as one. As Warriors, they will face certain death, but they’re love will give them the strength in the battle against the Wraith.

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TITLE: Sphinx Tempted

AUTHOR: Christine Murphy

PUBLISHER: Red Sage Publishing

RELEASE DATE: 9/1/2014

GENRE: Erotic Paranormal/ Erotic Fantasy

LENGTH: novel – 291 pages

FORMATS: PDF, HTML, EPUB, MOBI

ISBN: 9781603108607

PRICE: 4.99

LINK: http://www.eredsage.com/store/SphinxTempted.html

 

BLURB:

Let your imagination be captured one again in the domain of the Sphinx Warriors, protectors of the Earth, and the women who bring out their need, passion, and love giving them purpose beyond their destined role as Warrior. The next mesmerizing sixth book in the Sphinx Warrior Series tempts you with the life of Ashlyn and her difficult past and the desire to be a part of the Sphinx family. Trust is an issue for her as she has been hurt in the past and must come to grips with her fears. Tempted to run and with her past suddenly crashing in on her new life, Ashlyn must decide to stay and fight or leave the life behind which she truly craves. Literally running head on into Caleb, the youngest of the Warriors with challenges of his own, Ashlyn is drawn to him by the realization that together they can learn their true purpose and Powers which have been suddenly revealed. She is still challenged in her trust, but she wants nothing more than to completely succumb to her passion for Caleb.   Caleb has no intention of ever letting Ashlyn go now that he has her and will do anything to keep her even when their ultimate fate seems to be drawing them into a head long confrontation with the invading enemy.

 

EXCERPT:

The bath was filled with the clearest aqua blue water he had ever seen. The urge to dive in and wash the Wraith blood from his body was almost overwhelming but the presence of Ashlyn before him stilled him in place. She was Egyptian artistry herself as she stood at the end of the pool with her back to him. She had removed her boots, weapons belt, and her fatigue pants so he could admire her long sleek legs. Her fiery auburn hair was loose hanging down her back until it almost touched her waist. His hands shook with the desire to touch her and run his fingers through her hair.

>From her stance Caleb could see she was still upset. Hands on her hips, Ashlyn’s very aura kept the two Egyptian females who were dressed in white robes away from her. Caleb could tell they were just trying to help her bathe but she wasn’t having any of it. He felt her energy surge for just a moment and with a hiss she demanded, “Both of you out and make sure you keep anyone else out of here until I’m finished!”

Obviously not needing any more encouragement the two women skittered away and out the door on the opposite end of the huge bath. Yeah, his Ashlyn was definitely still upset but it eased him to see she was acting more like her old self. Standing where he was Caleb couldn’t see her face but the rolling of her shoulders in an attempt to wind down told him she still needed space. When she raised her arms and lifted her long locks off the back of her neck her t-shirt lifted even more exposing her bare bottom.

Caleb swallowed thickly . He wanted nothing more than to press Ashlyn’s sensual body up against his. Fighting the urge was almost impossible but for her he demanded his body to behave. She needed time and he already knew she had issues with males. Whatever had happened to her in the past had caused long lasting effects on her personality and behavior. The Foundary surfaced in his mind and he was almost certain she had been abused by their hands.

Not wanting to, but knowing he had to leave her alone until she was ready to approach him, Caleb started to back away towards the door. He froze in place when she turned her head ever so slightly to the side and whispered, “Don’t go, Caleb. Stay.”

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Red Sage Publishing, Inc. © 2014 All Rights Reserved

 

AUTHOR BIO:

Traveling throughout the United States and locations throughout the world, I finally found the perfect place to call home and settle down in a small town outside the Tampa Bay area in Florida. Looking out my back lanai, there is a small pond where the wild-life will gather and the flowers bloom in exotic pinks and purples. This is my place of peace and freedom that I have searched for and where my husband and crazy African Gray Parrot, Raider, hang out with me. It’s the place where my creativity runs wild as I spin tales of adventure and passion. I have been writing in my head since I was a teenager and I finally realized I needed to capture these unique characters, civilizations, conflict, passion, and love in writing. To capture the strong, spirited, and powerfully attracted characters and all of their adventures and share it with others who are searching for that very thing to make their lives more exciting. If I accomplish nothing else in life, I hope to share the romantically magical worlds and the lovers that I see with all of the passionate readers out there.

 

AUTHOR WEBSITE/BLOG: christinemurphybooks.com

AUTHOR FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/ChristineMurphyBooks

TWITTER: twitter.com/CLMurphyBooks

 

 

 

Red Sage Publishing Presents: An Introduction Christine Murphy (Rated: 18+)

Let’s take a moment to get to know Christine Murphy, the author of the Sphinx Warriors series a little better shall we.

 

  1. Favorite Author

Christine Feehan started my love of paranormal books and JR Ward permanently emblazoned it in my psyche forever.  Gena Showalter also knows how to spin one heck of a hot adventurous and passionate love story.

  1. Favorite Book

More of a Series Person – The Black Dagger Brotherhood by JR Ward.  Also my latest buy – Burning Dawn, one of the Angels of the Dark Series by Gena Showalter.

  1. Sweet or Salty

Sweet. Lots of sugar in life to keep me going. Especially the chocolate variety.

  1. Dream Vacation

Hanging out on the beach in the Florida Keys with a hot guy.

  1. Music or Silence

Gotta have music. It fires me up and brings up the romance factor and helps me envision the scenes for my books. My favorite artists/groups are Theory of A Dead Man, Imagine Dragons, and Nickelback. Just dreamy.

  1. Plotter or Prankster

Hmmm. Don’t think I’m much of a prankster so will have to go with plotter. I’m always behind the scenes working on something or up to no good.

  1. Vanilla or Kink

Unfortunately I’m pretty vanilla – down to earth, although sometimes I wish I was a little more wild and on the kinky side. Oh well, I just take these kind of thoughts and use them in my writing and perhaps as I get older I’ll be more adventurous.

  1. Morning Bird or Night Owl

Definitely a Night Owl. I would prefer to sleep in, if it wasn’t for my day job. I love to stay up late when the hot sun has gone down and I can kick back on the porch with a nice cool drink. My creativity is best at this time too when all the worries of the day are over with.

  1. Half Full or Half Empty

Not sure which I am but all I know is that I am always searching for that something more. Perhaps I am the half empty then because sometimes I seem to be missing something in life.

  1. Boxers, Briefs or Bare

Bare is always yummy, but a good set of briefs always brings out sexy stomach muscles in a man. Or a pair of low-riding jeans.

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RELEASING SEPTEMBER 1, 2014

BLURB:

Let your imagination be captured one again in the domain of the Sphinx Warriors, protectors of the Earth, and the women who bring out their need, passion, and love giving them purpose beyond their destined role as Warrior. The next mesmerizing sixth book in the Sphinx Warrior Series tempts you with the life of Ashlyn and her difficult past and the desire to be a part of the Sphinx family. Trust is an issue for her as she has been hurt in the past and must come to grips with her fears. Tempted to run and with her past suddenly crashing in on her new life, Ashlyn must decide to stay and fight or leave the life behind which she truly craves. Literally running head on into Caleb, the youngest of the Warriors with challenges of his own, Ashlyn is drawn to him by the realization that together they can learn their true purpose and Powers which have been suddenly revealed. She is still challenged in her trust, but she wants nothing more than to completely succumb to her passion for Caleb.   Caleb has no intention of ever letting Ashlyn go now that he has her and will do anything to keep her even when their ultimate fate seems to be drawing them into a head long confrontation with the invading enemy.

 

EXCERPT:

The bath was filled with the clearest aqua blue water he had ever seen. The urge to dive in and wash the Wraith blood from his body was almost overwhelming but the presence of Ashlyn before him stilled him in place. She was Egyptian artistry herself as she stood at the end of the pool with her back to him. She had removed her boots, weapons belt, and her fatigue pants so he could admire her long sleek legs. Her fiery auburn hair was loose hanging down her back until it almost touched her waist. His hands shook with the desire to touch her and run his fingers through her hair.

>From her stance Caleb could see she was still upset. Hands on her hips, Ashlyn’s very aura kept the two Egyptian females who were dressed in white robes away from her. Caleb could tell they were just trying to help her bathe but she wasn’t having any of it. He felt her energy surge for just a moment and with a hiss she demanded, “Both of you out and make sure you keep anyone else out of here until I’m finished!”

Obviously not needing any more encouragement the two women skittered away and out the door on the opposite end of the huge bath. Yeah, his Ashlyn was definitely still upset but it eased him to see she was acting more like her old self. Standing where he was Caleb couldn’t see her face but the rolling of her shoulders in an attempt to wind down told him she still needed space. When she raised her arms and lifted her long locks off the back of her neck her t-shirt lifted even more exposing her bare bottom.

Caleb swallowed thickly . He wanted nothing more than to press Ashlyn’s sensual body up against his. Fighting the urge was almost impossible but for her he demanded his body to behave. She needed time and he already knew she had issues with males. Whatever had happened to her in the past had caused long lasting effects on her personality and behavior. The Foundary surfaced in his mind and he was almost certain she had been abused by their hands.

Not wanting to, but knowing he had to leave her alone until she was ready to approach him, Caleb started to back away towards the door. He froze in place when she turned her head ever so slightly to the side and whispered, “Don’t go, Caleb. Stay.”

_______________________________

Red Sage Publishing, Inc. © 2014 All Rights Reserved

 

AUTHOR BIO:

Traveling throughout the United States and locations throughout the world, I finally found the perfect place to call home and settle down in a small town outside the Tampa Bay area in Florida. Looking out my back lanai, there is a small pond where the wild-life will gather and the flowers bloom in exotic pinks and purples. This is my place of peace and freedom that I have searched for and where my husband and crazy African Gray Parrot, Raider, hang out with me. It’s the place where my creativity runs wild as I spin tales of adventure and passion. I have been writing in my head since I was a teenager and I finally realized I needed to capture these unique characters, civilizations, conflict, passion, and love in writing. To capture the strong, spirited, and powerfully attracted characters and all of their adventures and share it with others who are searching for that very thing to make their lives more exciting. If I accomplish nothing else in life, I hope to share the romantically magical worlds and the lovers that I see with all of the passionate readers out there.

 

AUTHOR WEBSITE/BLOG: christinemurphybooks.com

AUTHOR EMAIL ADDRESS: christinemurphybooks@gmail.com

AUTHOR FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/ChristineMurphyBooks

TWITTER: twitter.com/CLMurphyBooks

Red Sage Publishing Presents: Sphinx Tempted by Christine Murphy

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COMING SEPTEMBER 1, 2014

BLURB:

Let your imagination be captured one again in the domain of the Sphinx Warriors, protectors of the Earth, and the women who bring out their need, passion, and love giving them purpose beyond their destined role as Warrior. The next mesmerizing sixth book in the Sphinx Warrior Series tempts you with the life of Ashlyn and her difficult past and the desire to be a part of the Sphinx family. Trust is an issue for her as she has been hurt in the past and must come to grips with her fears. Tempted to run and with her past suddenly crashing in on her new life, Ashlyn must decide to stay and fight or leave the life behind which she truly craves. Literally running head on into Caleb, the youngest of the Warriors with challenges of his own, Ashlyn is drawn to him by the realization that together they can learn their true purpose and Powers which have been suddenly revealed. She is still challenged in her trust, but she wants nothing more than to completely succumb to her passion for Caleb.   Caleb has no intention of ever letting Ashlyn go now that he has her and will do anything to keep her even when their ultimate fate seems to be drawing them into a head long confrontation with the invading enemy.

 

EXCERPT:

The bath was filled with the clearest aqua blue water he had ever seen. The urge to dive in and wash the Wraith blood from his body was almost overwhelming but the presence of Ashlyn before him stilled him in place. She was Egyptian artistry herself as she stood at the end of the pool with her back to him. She had removed her boots, weapons belt, and her fatigue pants so he could admire her long sleek legs. Her fiery auburn hair was loose hanging down her back until it almost touched her waist. His hands shook with the desire to touch her and run his fingers through her hair.

>From her stance Caleb could see she was still upset. Hands on her hips, Ashlyn’s very aura kept the two Egyptian females who were dressed in white robes away from her. Caleb could tell they were just trying to help her bathe but she wasn’t having any of it. He felt her energy surge for just a moment and with a hiss she demanded, “Both of you out and make sure you keep anyone else out of here until I’m finished!”

Obviously not needing any more encouragement the two women skittered away and out the door on the opposite end of the huge bath. Yeah, his Ashlyn was definitely still upset but it eased him to see she was acting more like her old self. Standing where he was Caleb couldn’t see her face but the rolling of her shoulders in an attempt to wind down told him she still needed space. When she raised her arms and lifted her long locks off the back of her neck her t-shirt lifted even more exposing her bare bottom.

Caleb swallowed thickly . He wanted nothing more than to press Ashlyn’s sensual body up against his. Fighting the urge was almost impossible but for her he demanded his body to behave. She needed time and he already knew she had issues with males. Whatever had happened to her in the past had caused long lasting effects on her personality and behavior. The Foundary surfaced in his mind and he was almost certain she had been abused by their hands.

Not wanting to, but knowing he had to leave her alone until she was ready to approach him, Caleb started to back away towards the door. He froze in place when she turned her head ever so slightly to the side and whispered, “Don’t go, Caleb. Stay.”

 

_______________________________

 

Red Sage Publishing, Inc. © 2014 All Rights Reserved

 

AUTHOR BIO:

Traveling throughout the United States and locations throughout the world, I finally found the perfect place to call home and settle down in a small town outside the Tampa Bay area in Florida. Looking out my back lanai, there is a small pond where the wild-life will gather and the flowers bloom in exotic pinks and purples. This is my place of peace and freedom that I have searched for and where my husband and crazy African Gray Parrot, Raider, hang out with me. It’s the place where my creativity runs wild as I spin tales of adventure and passion. I have been writing in my head since I was a teenager and I finally realized I needed to capture these unique characters, civilizations, conflict, passion, and love in writing. To capture the strong, spirited, and powerfully attracted characters and all of their adventures and share it with others who are searching for that very thing to make their lives more exciting. If I accomplish nothing else in life, I hope to share the romantically magical worlds and the lovers that I see with all of the passionate readers out there.

 

AUTHOR WEBSITE/BLOG: christinemurphybooks.com

AUTHOR EMAIL ADDRESS: christinemurphybooks@gmail.com

AUTHOR FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/ChristineMurphyBooks

TWITTER: twitter.com/CLMurphyBooks

Surrendered by Sarah Mäkelä – Steamy Excerpt

Surrendered by Sarah MäkeläSurrendered by Sarah Mäkelä

A mercenary who skirts light and dark must protect a reclusive Seelie noblewoman, but when they discover a common link, they must surrender…

Niamh McNamara has always been a little different from the rest of the Seelie Court. Their natural mirth and playfulness is something she has to force, so she won’t stand out much during the midsummer’s festivities. That becomes nearly impossible when an attempt is made on her life by a violent masked fae. Content with seclusion, she’s unhappy when the queen requests her back at court to meet her new bodyguard.

Doyle Kearney is mercenary who skirts the light and dark courts. Some think he’s Unseelie, while others are sure he’s Seelie. When Queen Titania brings him to protect a sullen noble, he almost refuses—he’s a warrior, not a bodyguard—until he sees Niamh. His body reacts to the golden goddess, but he can’t forget how his noble parents had easily tossed him aside to protect their titles. He questions if she’ll do the same if he surrenders his heart.

Publisher: Total-e-Bound Publishing

Genre: Erotic Fantasy Romance

Length: Novella

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Steamy Excerpt:

A while later, he sighed and looked up to the afternoon sky. “There will be rain soon. Best not stay out here when that happens. You don’t want to become ill. Let’s head inside,” he said, presenting his gloved hand to help her up.

Niamh considered his hand for a moment, then finally accepted it. He’d proved himself trustworthy, and while she wasn’t ready to admit it, she was attracted to him.
He pulled her to her feet, but his strength surprised her. She fell into his chest, which made him stumble back. He gripped her hips to steady her, and a spark of magic ignited between them. He looked at her as if startled. Maybe he’d felt it too.

She started to move away, but he spun them around so her wings were carefully pinned against the tree. Gasping, she brought her hands up to his chest, not sure whether she should push him away or pull him closer. Her arms wrapped around his neck of their own accord, question answered.

He held her close to him, pressing their bodies together. She stared into his eyes transfixed. He lowered his lips to hers, sweeping his tongue over her lower lip before prodding it inside her mouth. His kiss gained fervour, twirling their tongues together and exploring her mouth.

The warmth and magic of the tree soothed away any of her worries. He pulled back, apparently affected by it too. His skin was ruddy with heat, his eyes wide. “Did you feel that…?”

“It’s nature’s magic, heady as a potent drug.” She smiled at him. This connection between them felt as natural and as right as the tree trunk against her spine. The fact that she’d been holding off allowing herself to connect to anyone before now simply didn’t matter, because none of those people had been Doyle, her handsome mercenary.

Echoing thoughts played in Doyle’s eyes. He lifted her up, and dipped his head back to take her lips again as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

She placed her hands on his strong, muscular shoulders and luxuriated in the feeling of him. Never before had a man touched her like this. She’d never allowed them to.

He leaned in, his hips nudging hers. His hard cock strained against her thigh, and even with all the layers of cloth between them, she nearly moaned at the sensation. He slid his hand lower to her small breasts, cupping one and rubbing his thumb over her nipple hidden beneath her dress.

Niamh gasped and closed her eyes. Even though she’d never desired closeness with anyone, she wanted more than simple caresses. The thought surprised her.
Without warning, he set her to the ground, and she snapped her eyes open. Maybe he knew her want of him and that’s why he’d pulled away?

However, just by looking at him, she knew that wasn’t the case. His shoulders were bunched up and he looked ravenous. He took her by the arms and she was on the ground before she knew what he was doing. He gripped the hem of her skirt and watched as he pushed it ever so slowly up her legs. When they had cleared her hips, baring her nakedness, his attention locked on the juncture of her legs.

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Surrendered by Sarah Mäkelä

Surrendered by Sarah MäkeläSurrendered by Sarah Mäkelä

A mercenary who skirts light and dark must protect a reclusive Seelie noblewoman, but when they discover a common link, they must surrender…

Niamh McNamara has always been a little different from the rest of the Seelie Court. Their natural mirth and playfulness is something she has to force, so she won’t stand out much during the midsummer’s festivities. That becomes nearly impossible when an attempt is made on her life by a violent masked fae. Content with seclusion, she’s unhappy when the queen requests her back at court to meet her new bodyguard.

Doyle Kearney is mercenary who skirts the light and dark courts. Some think he’s Unseelie, while others are sure he’s Seelie. When Queen Titania brings him to protect a sullen noble, he almost refuses—he’s a warrior, not a bodyguard—until he sees Niamh. His body reacts to the golden goddess, but he can’t forget how his noble parents had easily tossed him aside to protect their titles. He questions if she’ll do the same if he surrenders his heart.

Publisher: Total-e-Bound Publishing

Genre: Erotic Fantasy Romance

Length: Novella

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PG Excerpt:

Summer’s warm magic glittered in the night air. Nature drank deep of it and flourished with life and growth. The delightful party playing out around Niamh McNamara didn’t interest her one bit. As a member of the light court, she should’ve enjoyed the merry festivities that Midsummer’s Eve brought on, but her sour mood wouldn’t let go of her. Then again, she’d never been like the rest of her people.

Darkness constantly ached within her chest beneath her golden appearance. Before she’d been able to ignore it, but now it wasn’t so easy, especially after overhearing whispers about her from the other members of court. Hiding away had helped, but she couldn’t always stay hidden.

Queen Titania had requested her presence back at court for a while, and when the queen asked, one didn’t say no. The queen held a special interest in seeing Niamh, as a female noble, commit to a worthy relationship. At Niamh’s age, she should’ve at least had one potential suitor, yet she did her best to avoid them and had been fairly successful.

Niamh took another sip from her goblet. The faeries around her sang, laughed and danced, yet she could barely gather the enthusiasm to smile. How cruel life was that she had to watch their happiness while she didn’t share their feelings.

There were men who seemed determined to court her. The more she dissuaded them, the more eagerly they flocked to her. A familiar male elf took her elbow to sweep her off to dance, but she brushed off his hand. “Sorry, I’m not interested in dancing at the moment.”

Another reason why she preferred to stay away from court these days. She hated presumptuousness and what tended to happen next.

His face fell, and confusion creased his brow. The lady next to Niamh gawked at her like she was crazy before grabbing the male’s hand and waltzing away with him. The lady leaned close to him and whispered something, causing them to both break out into laughter.

Niamh bristled. She didn’t want to feel like an outsider amongst her own people.

A happy, albeit drunken, pixie flew by her, nearly colliding with her shoulder. The tiny being apologised in a high-pitched tinkling voice, then it was gone, darting away to join a group of pixies near the mead.

Most of the pixies there had already drunk their share. Their amorous personalities, combined with the summer’s fertility magic, heated the group until their moans of pleasure chimed through the warm breeze. Others nearby reacted to the intimacy, their clothes slipping off in their fervour.

Yet another sign of how nature’s power innately affected the Seelie.

The group she stood with were still chatting merrily amongst themselves, though their attention was beginning to drift to the playful fledgling orgy.

Niamh slipped away into the forest, making sure no one saw her. She needed a break from the laughter and shallow niceties. Her face ached from the plastic smile she wore for the party. Once safely out of view, she leaned against a tree and let out a ragged breath. Her fake smile fell, and she stared into the sky between the leaves. If only she were home, away from the misery of joy she had to force. Warmth and happiness permeated the air around her, but a part buried within her retracted from those emotions, shying away from the silky caress. Most of the time, she wondered if she had something wrong with her. Darkness held solace for her while light made her aware of what she lacked.

The snap of a branch startled her, and she peeked around the tree. No one was there. Thoughts about her inner darkness dissipated. Her shoulders tensed, and she strained her ears to hear more signs of movement. Another twig snapped behind her, and she nearly jumped out of her skin.

Before her stood a man in an elaborately decorated mask, which covered most of his face. A dark hood and cape cloaked the rest of him, making it impossible to distinguish any of his features. He was most definitely fae like her—he had that kind of aura. He must’ve hidden his wings beneath his grand cape.

She looked him over with a frown. Why was he here, away from the party? Especially dressed as he was? I left the party behind to rest, not to give someone the opportunity to make my acquaintance in private. She sighed but forced herself to smile.

A scream caught her attention from the party, turning her towards the sound, but the laughter that followed reassured her that everything was still safe.

The foreboding man spun her to face him. He clasped his hands around her throat, and slammed her folded wings back against the tree. Her head bounced against the hard oak. She clawed at his glove-covered hands, trying to get him off her, trying to draw air into her lungs.

He smashed her against the tree again, but his grip slipped slightly.

“What do you want?” she squeaked, gulping in air.

“You. That’s what I wanted.”

She’d never heard this man’s voice before. How could he want her while she couldn’t figure out who he was? He must’ve used glamour so she wouldn’t recognise him.

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Dragon Knights: The Ice Dragon by Bianca D’Arc

And here’s a little bit about the third novel in my Dragon Knights series, THE ICE DRAGON.

The Ice DragonShe is the kingdom’s only hope… and the king’s one chance at love.

Dragon Knights, Book 3

When a royal black dragon falls under enemy fire, only the wild Northern Ice Dragon and his unlikely female rider can save him. Half wild, like the baby Ice Dragon she calls friend, Lana is a rare and powerful dragon healer. She saves the life of the royal black, only to learn this most sacred of dragons is half-man, able to shift from one form to the other at will.

Roland is king of all dragons and humans in his land, but he’s far from home, mortally wounded, and his only refuge is the incredible woman who has saved his life and her young wild dragon friend. Lana is the purest form of magic to him, heaven to his senses in both dragon and human form. He knows almost from the first moment that he wants her for his very own.

But a warlord plots in the north, seeking to kill the dragons, who protect the northern border, and overrun Roland’s peaceful kingdom. Lana and her incredibly skilled Ice Dragon friend are the only ray of hope for the knights and fighting dragons of the Northern Lair. Just as Lana is the only love Roland will ever know. He can reunite her with her lost family, but can he win her heart and make her his queen?

Warning: This book may feature an Ice Dragon, but the hero is smoking hot in either of his forms. We recommend keeping a fan handy in case you experience a sudden need to cool down.

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Captivated by Sarah Mäkelä – Steamy Excerpt

Captivated by Sarah MäkeläCaptivated by Sarah Mäkelä

When a mercenary, whose purpose is to dispose of wicked Unseelie fae, meets a dark elf, she’ll question her mission and become captivated…

After her family was killed by a dark elf, mercenary Honora Butler’s purpose is the disposal of wicked faeries, elves, and other Unseelie beings, but she’ll find herself questioning her mission when she meets Brennan, a dark elf who doesn’t conform to what she believed his kind were like.

Brennan O’Niall doesn’t know what it is about Honora that makes him crave her, but he wants to find out. However, when she’s charged with the murder of a friend, he’ll have to discover the truth and decide just how much she means to him.

Publisher: Total-e-Bound Publishing

Genre: Erotic Fantasy Romance

Length: Novella

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Excerpt:

A sleeping mat lay before the fire. She tossed down her pack then slid back her hood, deciding to take advantage of what little good fortune she’d found. A small sound sent her spinning around.

But she’d been too slow. Before she had a chance to see the cause, Honora was crushed against a hard body, facing away from her captor. The hand on her knife was held in place near her belt. She struggled to free herself, but it was like being held by a wall of muscle. The person behind her didn’t give way.

Warm breath tickled her ear. “What are you doing in my home?” The deep voice promised dark things, and she couldn’t help but squirm a little at the onslaught of images rushing through her head—her standing naked as her faceless captor thrust into her, harder and faster, taking all she had and giving much more.

Her chest rose and fell with her panting. This wasn’t the time or place, yet the dull ache between her legs begged to differ.

She remembered the last time she’d felt this vulnerable. Memories of her family’s deaths and the horrible pain she’d felt stopped her desire cold.

“I knocked, but no one answered. I took shelter from…” How I am supposed to answer? Humans knew a little of what lurked in the shadows, especially those who resided around here, but she wouldn’t tell this man more than she had to.

“From?” he prompted, his slight Irish accent catching her attention.

“From the dark.”

“Ah, I see.” He chuckled. “Much good that will do you here.” The easy humour of his voice relaxed her, but something about what he’d said triggered warning bells. The world spun. No, wait, it was her.

She raised her eyes to stare into his—they were nearly black. The man’s pale skin reminded her of the moon’s glow. His raven-black hair trailed to below his shoulders and pale, pointed ears peeked from the dark mane. Cursing, she recognised what this man…creature…was. A dark elf.

Her hand lifted the throwing knife, but he squeezed her wrist in a sharp gesture. Pain shot through her arm and the knife fell from her grip, landing with a metallic thud on the floor beside them. Magic churned within his touch. Magic that shivered along her skin, tugging at things low in her stomach.

No bloody way!

She raised her free hand to throw a fireball at him, but he grabbed her wrists, twisting her arms behind her back. The dark elf shifted his steely grip to hold her wrists with one strong hand. Twisting and bucking only brushed her soft breasts against his hard chest. Moisture pooled between her legs.

“Release me,” she said.

He dropped his gaze to her chest where her cloak had fallen away, showing her pert nipples through her linen shirt. “I don’t think you want me to.” A fierce grin formed on his lips.

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Captivated by Sarah Mäkelä

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When a mercenary, whose purpose is to dispose of wicked Unseelie fae, meets a dark elf, she’ll question her mission and become captivated…

After her family was killed by a dark elf, mercenary Honora Butler’s purpose is the disposal of wicked faeries, elves, and other Unseelie beings, but she’ll find herself questioning her mission when she meets Brennan, a dark elf who doesn’t conform to what she believed his kind were like.

Brennan O’Niall doesn’t know what it is about Honora that makes him crave her, but he wants to find out. However, when she’s charged with the murder of a friend, he’ll have to discover the truth and decide just how much she means to him.

Publisher: Total-e-Bound Publishing

Genre: Erotic Fantasy Romance

Length: Novella

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PG Excerpt:

Gritting her teeth, Honora Butler sneaked farther into the dark, snowy forest. Danger lurked within the shadows, and she would kill or be killed. Death didn’t intimidate her anymore. She knew it too well.

Everyone she’d loved had been taken from her.

Snow crunched beneath the soles of her knee-high leather boots. When she was young, the Mercenary Guild had taken her in. They’d seen her abilities and her determination. They’d trained her, given her a chance when she’d wanted only to die, and now she did what she bloody well could to make sure the dark beings of the Unseelie Court hurt no one else.

A horrified scream erupted ahead, beckoning her deeper into the forest. It had to have been caused by her prey. Picking up her pace, she pulled a throwing knife from its sheath. Her magic surged into the blade, filling it with power and making the metal white—hot.

The trees broke into a clearing. The cause of the cries stood in the dirt road. A woman cowered on the ground while a short, stocky man dressed in blood red with a matching hat sneered at her. He looked to be having far too good a time.

“I have a husband and kids. Please, don’t hurt me,” the woman whimpered. “My master…he’ll—”

The Fear Dearg snorted and crossed his arms in front of him. He stared down his crooked nose at the terrified woman as if pondering what to do first.

Honora doubted the woman was in immediate danger. The Red Man mostly engaged in cruel pranks on those he sought, but that wouldn’t stop her from killing him. Her mission in life was to rid the world of malevolence.

She slid from the trees, taking one quiet step after another. “Na dean maggadh fum,” she said. Those words, ‘do not mock me’, were the best chance she had to take him down without a problem.

The Fear Dearg jerked his gaze to Honora. His lips curled back into a snarl at the interruption. “So be it. Now go on. Get out of here. Can’t you see I’m busy?” He stared at her blankly, waiting. “What? You want my favour and prosperity? Wait for your turn.”

Just like that, he returned his focus to the woman. He grabbed at her dress.

With a snap of her wrist, Honora sent the throwing knife sailing through the air. A wash of blood arced in a thick spray as the Fear Dearg collapsed, the knife lodged in his head.

Shrieking, the woman scurried backwards from the corpse. Her eyes were wide and horrified at the sight of the dead faerie. “What have you done?” she asked, glancing Honora’s way. Shaking her head, she picked up her large basket with foodstuffs that lay on its side. Most of the food had fallen out, but the woman didn’t bother gathering it. She took the basket, then ran off down the dirt road.

What had that been about?

Honora watched the woman until she disappeared around the curve of the path. She walked over to the dead Red Man then tugged her blade out of his skull. It came away easily, blood dripping off it in great crimson drops. She wiped it clean on his jacket before tucking the knife back in its sheath.

Her stomach rumbled. On the ground was an unsoiled loaf of bread from the woman’s fallen food. She stripped off her bloody gloves and crouched. She brushed off a few leaves then tore a piece from it and lifted it to her lips.

In the distance, she heard a faint noise like that of a large flock of birds beating their wings. That couldn’t be right. Birds weren’t typically active at night there. Yet the sound grew louder.

The sudden realisation of what it was punched her in the gut. She dropped the bread and raced after the woman. Honora needed to find the safety of shelter. She couldn’t be out here when the Sluagh—restless spirits of the dead—flew over. What they did was worse than death. They captured their victims’ souls.

Behind her, the cries became impossibly louder. She didn’t have much time at all. She had yet to spot any homes or places to hide and knew if she were spotted she would be connected with the murder of the Fear Dearg, and hunted. She wouldn’t be safe unless she found somewhere soon.

Chancing a look over her shoulder, she saw a horrible black mass darken the sky. Screams of their victims filled her ears then. They were close. She caught sight of an elegant manor off to the left.

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Sarah Mäkelä
Dark, Magical Encounters of Passion…
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Merry Xmas from Kay Berrisford – plus a giveaway!

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So excited to be at the TRS Xmas party! I’m going to be sharing tons of excerpts over the next few days — plus if you enter the draw here at TRS or comment on any of my posts, there’s a chance to win your choice of my back catalogue including my seasonal m/m release from Loose Id, Simon, Sex, and the Solstice Stone, my m/m historical fantasies Bound to the Beast or Bound for the Forest, or contemporary paranormal, Catching Kit.

Find about my books at my website, All Romance, Amazon, and Loose Id.

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Thank You! (Excerpt)

A huge thanks to everyone for taking the time to join the fun here at TRS’s Thanksgiving party!  I had a blast and hope you all did too!

Thank you TRS for hosting this amazing event.

Hope everyone has a wonderful holiday, with new memories and traditions made, new pie recipes being fought over, and new ovens begin added to the “Must Have” lists because we set fire to the ones we have ;) 

On that note, I’ll be leaving you with one final excerpt from Temptation Unleashed. 

xo

Kara

He was so close. The heat of his body caressed her. The scent of him caused her womb to tighten and her clit to ache. The airy brush of his breath made her lips itch for his. She didn’t care if he took her last breath.

Locks of blond hair cascaded down around her face, coming to rest against her bare arms.

Hate, my dear, is a strong word to use when someone protects you from danger you stand no chance of overcoming,” Thaddeus said, his voice low, guttural, limb-quivering, seductive. Nothing presented a greater danger to her than this man. For that, she hated him. “A show of appreciation is held in high regard when one stands up to a threat on another’s behalf. I do believe ’tis common among humans as well?”

She lifted her hands to push him away. When her palms flattened against his thick shoulders, the cool, silken strand of hair entangling between her fingers, she moaned. Her face flushed. A new wetness dampened her panties. She fought to keep her eyes open. Against the heels of her hands, she detected the sudden acceleration in his heartbeat and felt the broken breaths as they licked at her ear.

She hated him because he turned her on. He made her hot, despite her fear of intimacy.

She needed to get out of the corner of the sofa and get distance between them. Shifting best she could beneath him, linking her leg around his for leverage, she gripped his shoulders and tried to push him away.

His breath continued to seduce her, filling her ear and sending delightful chills coasting all over her. She turned her head and froze the instant her lips brushed his. Her world came to a screeching halt, as did her lungs. A moment turned into eternity, lips barely touching, but a ravenous hunger bursting to life. Invisible cords rooted into her, tugging her closer to him, urging her to complete a circuit that crossed a dark void in her soul. A void that had never been there before.

Don’t. Don’t. Don’t.

Conscience chanted its warning, but she couldn’t listen. She hung on a ledge between desire and danger. Her body quivered beneath the high-charged anticipation.

Kiss me before I explode.

Thaddeus pulled back enough to look down at her. Stormy tendrils of gray curled around the Arctic blue of his eyes, darkening them to a beautiful sea blue. The hard, cruel features of his face softened.

She slackened, sinking into the cushions, and drew in a deep breath.

Never had she expected to be brazen enough to pull Thaddeus down to her until his lips pressed to hers, gently easing them open.

Thoughts eluded her the moment his tongue swept through her parted lips and slid over hers. She met his slow kiss, disbelief and delight warring in her mind.

He tasted like the richest dessert, the hottest spice, the most forbidden ambrosia. She wanted more, craved more, needed more, because if she were sober, the nightmare that came with this very man unraveling her with his fulfilling kiss would darken this glorious moment.

His fingers trailed down her neck and drew a tingling path between her breasts, coming to rest over her stomach.

“No more alcohol,” he murmured against her mouth.

He plundered her with his kiss, the carefully contained hunger unleashed. She arched into him, seeking his touch, pulling him closer. Her body temperature rose, heat encompassing her until she feared she’d pass out.

The pressure against her belly lifted, taking with it the fever and leaving her mind, and her body, in a state of sobriety. Gone without residue were the foul effects of her indulgence.

Gone was the euphoria that soaked her to the bones.

Rori had no trouble focusing her mind, nor did she have trouble realizing what was happening, and with whom.

Available at: www.bookstrand.com/temptation-unleashed

 

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