Rites of Spring Blog Hop!

Your first kiss….do you remember what it was like? The excitement? The thrill? Who it was with and how old you were?

For me it was exciting and awkward because it was the first kiss for both of us. He was a male friend and we decided to try each other out to see what all the fuss was about. It was a little lacking, but I at least didn’t give it up. I kept kissing and it got better. A lot better. And a lot more exciting when I kissed someone I really liked.

For my heroine, Sameya, in Taboo Kisses, she has a lot of firsts. She’s a siren and sirens cannot experience sexual pleasure or arousal unless it’s with their mate. She’s unprepared for all her firsts, and especially the reality that she’s mated not to just a vampyr, but a tiger-shifter, too.

Her first kiss with Maximus—her vampyr mate—is epic and she’s mystified by the riot of emotions and her body’s reaction. I wish my first kiss had been amazing like Sameya’s was. Here’s her first kiss…

He chuckled, and her body reacted with a quiver down her spine to center between her thighs. Again!

Empress’ delights, she disliked the jumbled way he made her feel. Confused one moment and aroused the next. 

“What is your name?” 

“Call me mate.” 

Her breathing died, then escalated. She forced a lame-ass sounding laugh past her lips. “Don’t get cocky. I’m not into leeches.” 

“Don’t disqualify me from the running.” He sidled closer, aligning his body against hers once more, but maintaining space with his palms on the mausoleum on either side of her head. “Not when Gabriel and I haven’t had the gratification of making you come…yet.” 

She gasped, her eyes rounding at his foregone conclusion. “Better men than you have tried.” 

“None of them were your mates.” 

“Wait! Mates? As in plural?” She flattened her hands against his chest to push him away, but forgot to add pressure. The hard contours of his body fascinated her more than was practical. “That’s…insane.” But gods the idea fascinated her. “Sirens don’t partner outside our race and we certainly don’t have more than one partner.” 

Sameya didn’t realize she spoke the thought aloud until the vampyr thrust both his hands into her hair. After he had her anchored into position, he shifted closer, widening his stride to fit her pelvis between his legs. His hard-on nestled against her abdomen as he tilted her head back by her hair.

“No more insane than a vampyr mating a shifter.” His mouth landed on hers. He nibbled on her bottom lip, licked the corners and crease. Distracted by the exhilarating sensations, she was unprepared to counteract his move when he placed the pad of his thumb against her chin and tugged, parting her lips for his tongue to thrust inside.

Sameya squealed her surprise at the wet contact of his abrasive tongue. His fangs grazed her bottom flesh, and her eyelids snapped upward. He watched her, eyes glowing green. He pulled her tighter against his hard frame as his hand moved down her neck, over a breast, and across her belly to land on the front of her thigh. The fingers in her hair shifted, twisting her head to an angle that deepened the kiss.

I should stop him now before it get out of— 

The forays into her mouth, thrust inside, withdraw, and repeating the movement, were subtle hints of sex. He fucked her mouth with a skill she’d never known possible. She grew so hot every pore in her body should’ve melted, or at the very least ignited.

Sameya squirmed against him. Needing more of something she couldn’t name. With his tongue in her mouth, thinking straight became impossible. 

His hand shifted from her thigh to dive between her legs. She jerked when he rubbed his thumb against her clit. Hard enough she could feel it through her Basilisk skin pants.

Empress save me that feels good. He broke the kiss and lifted his head; his gaze intense as he rubbed her where few had ever touched her. Desire burst in her belly and raced along her flesh.

The vampyr released her suddenly, taking several steps away, his fists opening and closing as he began to pace a small path in front of her.

Sameya slid down the tombstone, panting like she’d raced someone, but that made no sense because running didn’t tire her. But…what had his hand between her legs been creating? The elusive orgasm? She hoped not because that meant this intimidating vampyr would be her mate.

MY CONTEST: Tell me about your first kiss in the comment section. Leave your  email address so I can find you. I won't hunt you down. If I can't locate the winner, I'll just draw a new winner. I’ll draw a winner from the comments on March 24th. What you win: An e-book of Taboo Kisses. Please make sure you READ the blurb below. By entering this contest, you admit you are 18 years of age or older and that you enjoy erotic menage romances. This book is not for the tame, but is graphic and has detailed sex scenes that some may/will find offensive. Furthermore, by entering this contest, you agree that if you win the ebook you will not share it with others or pirate it in any manner whatsoever.  

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WARNING: This book is for readers 18 and over, contains explicit sexual content, including, but not limited to, m/m, m/f/m, double penetration, anal play, sex-toy play, sex-fruit play, shifter sex, voyeurism, forced seduction, and anything else I might've forgotten to list!

BLURB:

Taboo Kisses…where desires and inhibitions collide.

Dispatched to the mortal realm from Atlantis to seek the source of a brewing rebellion, Sameya is thrown for a tailspin when she discovers her fated mates. As a siren her songs entice mankind and immortals alike to their death. She’s stunned to be seduced by a taboo union with a tiger-shifter and vampyr. Mating the pair could complicate everything and threaten her freedom. Fueled by her duty to Atlantis, Sameya rejects fate’s wisdom and refutes her attraction to the men.

Taboo Kisses…when the forbidden becomes irresistible.

Gabriel and Maximus have been searching for their mate for centuries. Neither expected the siren they were hired to find would deliver more than a lucrative payday. Frustrated by Sameya’s aversion to their mating, the men anticipate an empty future if she refuses to complete their union. In a rash move Maximus seizes Sameya and holds her captive.

Taboo Kisses…when the siren is serenaded with temptation.

Trapped and at their mercy, Sameya is bombarded with pleasure. Can her mates convince her to take a gamble on their taboo union? With danger lurking in the shadows, will the choice be taken from her?

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A Prescription for Delirium ~ Dark World Books

The Road to Hell series welcomes author Noree Cosper

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Please welcome Author Noree Cosper onto the Road to Hell. Noree is the author of A Prescription for Delirium. Other books written by Noree are “Flower of Hell” a short story in the Paramourtal Anthology and “Love and Honor” a short story in the Nocturnal Embers Anthology.

Now, it’s time to create a little hell and get to the good stuff by revealing all of Noree’s wicked secrets while on the Road to Hell. LOL  Yeah, you wish! ;-D 

Grab your favorite drink, sink your teeth into something decadent, sit back, relax and enjoy getting to know Noree Cosper…

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GRACEN:  Tell me three things about yourself that we cannot find on the internet or in your bio?

NOREE: Ooh, that’s a good one. Let’s see. 1) Though I’m usually a tomboy, I have a secret guilty pleasure for Shoujo manga and anime. That’s a girl type of Japanese comics and cartoons that focus around a female protagonist, usually full of really pretty boys and there’s romance in it. 2) I have five roommates, all men, one is my boyfriend, but none of us are blood related. 3) I find women incredibly sexy. I’ve even kissed a few, though I’ve only dated men. I don’t see that changing since I’m deeply in love with my boyfriend.

GRACEN: What hobbies and interests do you participate in when you’re not writing?

NOREE: Reading, of course. Most authors probably say that. I’ve been reading since I was a child. I also watching anime (see above), and playing video games. I usually prefer my PC but I do occasionally play off the Playstation. I’m not very good at it, but I like to draw when the mood strikes me.

GRACEN: Do you have any writing quirks or certain things you MUST have or do before beginning the writing process?

NOREE: Not exactly. Though I will get into a certain habit (like writing in hand with only a black pen) and if it gets disturbed (I lose my black pen) I feel off.

GRACEN: If you were plotting to take over the world, how would you do it?

NOREE: Hmm, do I get super powers? II think it would have to be through secrets. Everyone has something they don’t what the world knowing. I would have to get access to the secrets of the world leaders and those that pull their string, then I could be the puppet master. MUHAHAHAHA!

GRACEN: If you could make one statement that the entire planet would hear and remember, what would it be?

NOREE: We need to stop killing each other for small pieces of paper and bits of metal. Greed is truly the ultimate evil.

GRACEN:  What genre do you write and why that genre?

NOREE: I write Urban Fantasy with a bit of Horror thrown in. As in my bio, I’ve always had a fascination with the paranormal. After reading so much of it, I decided I wanted to write the stories I wanted to read.

GRACEN: For those who are not yet familiar with Noree Cosper, can you please give us some details about the book and/or series?

NOREE: A Prescription for Delirium is the first in the Van Helsing Organization series. It focuses on Gabby, an immortal demon hunter (she’s cursed), and the Van Helsings brothers, descendants of Abraham Van Helsing. In this book they meet in order to hunt a devil that killed the Van Helsing’s parents. Of course, the devil has plans of his own and oh, are they nefarious.

GRACEN:  Do you have any new stories in the works and can you tell us a bit about it/them?

NOREE: I am currently writing the second book of the Van Helsing Organization. It picks up several months after the events in the first book and takes place in New York. I don’t want to spoil anything, but let’s just say the proportions will be biblical.

GRACEN: If you could describe your writing with one word or brief phrase, what would it be? Please delve into the core of your writing to tell us what word or phrase you want readers to take with them when they’ve finished reading your story.

NOREE: Riveting

GRACEN: What, in your opinion, makes your story unique and what makes it stand out from other stories in your genre? Think of this as a pitch to convince readers to pick up your books.

NOREE: My characters leap out from the pages at you. This is their story and they are doing things their way. So, a lot of the events that happen are from their choices. Plus, I have a kick ass heroine. There’s action, heart pounding fear, and a little bit of sexiness.  

GRACEN: What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever done in the name of research?

NOREE: Trapped myself in a small area to see what it feels like. My main character is really claustrophobic and I am mildly so. I was trying to get a feel for what type of fear she would be feeling.

GRACEN: Of all your books, which character did you have the most fun creating and why?

NOREE: Hmm, I would have to say Gabby. She is my obsession, my heart.

GRACEN: If you had the opportunity to meet just one of your characters in real life, who would it be and why?

NOREE: I would have to say Adrian. Though he’d be an ass I might be able to talk him into building some great toys for me. Gadgets are cool. J

GRACEN: Which of your characters would you never want to meet under any circumstance and why?

NOREE: I would have to say that I wouldn’t want to meet the villains of my books, especially the main one Ose. I don’t have any special powers or skills. He’d drive me mad.

GRACEN:  If you were interviewing yourself, what is the one question you would ask yourself and please give us the answer to that question?

NOREE: Q: What secret dream do you carry in your heart?

A: Seeing the world. I want to visit all sorts of places, Italy, Greece…Japan. I’m trying to do that one place at a time. I’m planning on ringing in 2014 in Tokyo with my roommates.

GRACEN:  Thanks so much for joining us, Noree!  It’s been a treat getting to know you better! 

Website: http://www.noreecosper.com/

Buy Link: Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00AFL4JF6

Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-prescription-for-delirium-noree-cosper/1113855345?ean=2940015804171

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Twitter: https://twitter.com/velveteclipse

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/NoreeCosper

BLURB:

Ninety years ago, Gabriella di Luca promised to protect the family of her dying lover. She failed to keep that promise.  She was too far away to stop the devil that murdered the eldest Van Helsing son. Years later, Gabby learns the devil has resurfaced. She arrives in Hampton, TX, determined to stop the devil before it can lay a bloody hand on the remaining three brothers.

However, madness is spreading through Hampton. She suspects the devil is using this madness to test a drug which has a side effect of demonic possession.  Gabby rushes to end the source of the madness only to fall victim to it. For a woman cursed with eternal life, dying is no threat. However, Gabby must stop the devil's plot or risk losing her most precious possession: her mind.

EXCERPT: 

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I waved the rest forward and stopped near the place we fought the hellhound. Its trail faded to almost to nothing. What little I could pick up lead to the woods.

“Ciao,” I answered.

“You love me,” John said. “I have your stuff.”

“Good. Meet me outside the asylum in half an hour.”

Tres opened the car for me so I could get my backpack carrying my sundang as well as a few other items. I walked down to the gate to wait for John. It didn’t take long. He handed me a large paper sack as I slid into the car. I sorted through the items before putting them in my bag. The only thing I needed today was the small canister of silvered salve to put on my sword.

“You look worried,” John said.

“Esais is checking into the asylum.”

“And?”

I frowned, staring out the window as we passed the yard. “He might be caught by Ose.”

“He’s a hunter, part of the great lineage. He can take care of himself.”

“But…”

“I wish you’d show this much concern for me.” He kept his eyes on the road and his voice neutral.

“You don’t put yourself in danger like that.”

“You barely know them and you moved into their house.”

“I didn’t have a place to stay.”

“You could have stayed with me.”

“Stop the car.”

He pulled to the side and killed the engine. We were back to the point I’d been trying to avoid since he came to town. Before Hampton I could to laugh these comments off but something about the Van Helsings caused him to push our relationship beyond the friendship wall.

“I don’t want to have sex with you,” I said.

“Liar.”

“It will lead to something more. I can’t deal with another Dimitri.”

“But you’re willing to risk that with his family.”

I threw my hands up in the air. “Where are you getting that?”

“I can see the signs. You’ve only known them for a few days, but you’re worried.”

“They’re his family.”

“But not yours. Don’t expect Christmas cards.”

I nudged him with my elbow. “You don’t send me Christmas cards.”

He laughed. “That’s because you don’t have a permanent address.”

I opened the door. “Thanks for the order.”

“I’ll let you know when I get any information on the drug.”

He grabbed my arm and pulled me closer. His lips brushed against mine. I pressed my thighs together as heat spread from them to my entire body. My legs trembled and I was grateful I sat. His tongue trailed across my cheek to my jawline and down my neck. What was one night? No, it would never be enough for John. I pushed him away.

“Liar,” he said.

I gripped the handle of the car door, not looking at him. “Just because I want you, doesn’t mean I will go through with it.”

I headed into the woods. I hoped I would be fortunate enough to find a hellhound. I needed to relieve some stress.

About the Author:

Noree Cosper

Noree Cosper loves writing about magic in the modern world. While growing up in Texas she constantly searched for mystical elements in the mundane. She buried her nose in both fiction and books about Wicca, Religion, and Mythology. Everyday became an adventure as she joined a group of role-players, acting out her fantasies of vampires, demons, and monsters living in the world. She embraced her nerdom wholeheartedly. Noree grew, but never left her love for fantasy and horror. Her dreams pushed her and her hand itched to write the visions she saw. So, with her fingers on the keys, she did what her heart had been telling her to do since childhood. She wrote.

Elixxir by Deena Remiel

BLURB:

Callie has secrets, too many to count.

 

For twenty years she’s been living a lie as Callie Worthington, hiding from the monsters who brutally murdered her parents for possession of the Elixxir of Life. Unsuccessful before, their killers have found her and will stop at nothing to acquire the Elixxir. And see her dead.

 

Nathanael has a couple of secrets, too. A nasty one in particular blurs the line separating Good from Evil. As an immortal Brethren Warrior, though, he must retrieve the Elixxir before it falls into the wrong hands. Just how he’s going to get it out of Callie’s is the big question.

 

Tempers flare as Callie and Nathanael reach out to each other with their own hidden agendas. She needs his protection. He needs the Elixxir. Will their fiery passion lead to lasting love, or will their web of intrigue ultimately destroy them both?

 

Secrets, lies, and love’s loyalties tested. What price for immortality? What price for love?

EXCERPT:

The alarm proved to be no friend come Monday morning. It wouldn’t stop buzzing. Callie picked it up and threw it clear across the room. Before hitting the far wall, it managed to nail a delicate glass figurine, smashing it into a thousand pieces.

“Well, shit.” She got up to get the dustpan and broom, and swept her mess away. She fell back against her bed and ruffled her hair. “All right, sister, you promised yourself you’d change, so here we are at Day One. Get your act together, put some decent clothes on, and paint a smile on your face. Today is the first day of the rest of your life!” She sat up and smiled a cheesy, fake smile at her reflection in the dresser mirror and got ready for work.

She saw things in a whole different light by the time she downed her coffee and ate her English muffin. After tossing her plate and mug in the sink, she did a final check of her face and hair in the foyer mirror, opened the door, and slammed straight into a wall of man.

“Whoa,” said a rich, baritone voice.

“Oh, my God! I’m so sorry! I didn’t know you were….” Her next words were frozen on her tongue as she identified the mammoth creature in front of her.

Kemuel.

Too stunned to move, she looked straight into his jade-colored eyes, momentarily lost in the memory of how they once made her knees turn to jelly. The memory faded quickly, and she smirked as her knees held her steady and strong. Having regained her composure, she saw a huge bouquet of flowers in his hands. Crushed flowers, now.

“Hello, Callie. I—”

Before he could say another word, she backed up and slammed the door in his face.

Leaning against it, she closed her eyes, wishing that she’d simply imagined him, and it was really the guy from the florist down the street. She turned and looked through the peephole. No such luck. Kemuel stood there, all right. What the hell is he doing here? Maybe if I stay in here long enough, he’ll give up and go away. No, be realistic, woman. You’re gonna have to throw him out. Just do it.

Slowly, she opened the portal to Hell to find him still standing there in all of his six-foot-four, god-like glory, looking shell-shocked. She hadn’t forgotten how perfection had shined down upon him, kissing his head with pure white strands of hair, and blessed him with a muscular build meant to be scaled by her. She also hadn’t forgotten being left high and dry for months on end, either.

 

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Crossfire of Love by Ella Jade

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by Ella Jade

I’m celebrating the one year anniversary of the release of my contemporary romance Crossfire of Love. In honor of that milestone my fabulous publisher Beachwalk Press has lowered the price of the book to $1.99. That’s 60% off! You can purchase the novel wherever you buy your eBooks including Amazon, B&N and Are for the entire month of March. 

Can an arranged marriage lead to love?

Recent college graduate Gabriella has finally married the man of her dreams, the older, charismatic attorney Lorenzo Martinez. She's had a crush on him for as long as she can remember and always imagined they'd one day find their happily ever after. Unfortunately, they enter into a union arranged by their fathers.

Lorenzo is charming, protective, and loyal to his crime lord father Carlo. When Carlo asks Lorenzo to marry Gabriella he jumps at the opportunity. He's been drawn to her for many years and knows by marrying her he's helping to protect her father.

Gabby is resentful and won't be Lorenzo's charity case. But sparks fly and the couple soon gives into their desire, realizing they were meant to be together.

What happens when Carlo's enemies threaten their future? Will someone get caught in the crossfire?

Content Warning: graphic sex, some violence

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Excerpt

Lorenzo walked up the porch steps, turning to stare at her. "Are you coming, Gabriella?" No one but Lorenzo and his father called her by her full name. She liked when Lorenzo said it. He'd always made it sound so formal and sexy.

These were the first words he had spoken to her since they left the courthouse. They were married in the chambers of the prestigious Judge John Cartwright. He'd been a family friend of the Martinezes for many years. He was their go-to man whenever they needed something done fast and legally. Well, legal in her new father-in-law's eyes anyway.

She hurried up the steps and followed Lorenzo inside their new home. It was built within a matter of months after she'd agreed to marry him. Carlo wanted them to have their privacy, but he also wanted to keep them close. He didn't trust she'd hold up her end of the bargain, and keeping her on the property was the best way to ensure she wouldn't run.

It was silly, really. How could she run from a family like this? They had ties all over the world. There wasn't any place she could escape to that they wouldn't know about. She was a woman of her word. She said she would marry Lorenzo and she did. She'd find a way to cope. She always had.

Lorenzo pulled his jacket off, poured himself a scotch, and then loosened his tie. "Would you like a drink?"

"No, thank you," she said.

Most brides would be dancing the night away and drinking champagne by this point in their wedding night. She didn't think that was part of Lorenzo's plan.

"I didn't think you'd go through with it." He sipped the amber colored liquid as he looked her over.

"I said I would."

"I know, but when push actually came to shove, I thought you'd run."

"You don't know me that well," she said. "I don't run."

"Good." He smirked as he put the glass to his lips.

Gabby couldn't take her eyes away from those lips. She'd never had the pleasure of having them on her own. Judge Cartwright hadn't asked him to kiss his bride. She hated herself for thinking about him that way.

"You could've stopped this. Why didn't you?" she asked. 

As they stood in front of the judge, she kept hoping he'd put an end to the charade and stop the wedding. It didn't make sense to her why he had agreed to marry her. She didn't have a choice. Her father's gambling debts made sure of that. But she didn't understand why he'd allowed things to get as far as they had.

"I was just as trapped as you were." He downed the rest of his scotch.

She didn't believe that. She knew he respected his dad, but she didn't get why he wouldn't have put his foot down and said no to such a life-altering decision.

"You could've told your father no from the beginning. Why would you agree to marry someone if you didn't have to?"

"Look." He shook his head. "It's done now. We're going to have to make the best of it."

"Make the best of it?" She plopped down on the leather sofa. "I'm twenty-two years old. I just graduated from college, and you want me to make the best of it?"

"I know this isn't what you might have wanted, but it is what it is. You agreed, and now it's done. You can't go back on it now. My father won't forgive that."

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