Friday, April 18, 2014

Video Guest Blog and Giveaway with Ami Blackwelder






Dumah’s Demon’s
AngelFire Chronicles
Ami Blackwelder

Genre: YA Paranormal Thriller

Publisher: Eloquent Enraptures Publishing

Date of Publication: March 1st, 2014

ASIN: B00IR60GKS

Number of pages: 40 on kindle
Word Count: 12, 260

Cover Artist: Ami Blackwelder

Book Description:

Dumah ran away from the orphanage with her brother Kian, but what they found on the streets separated them forever. Follow the life of Dumah and find out the motivation behind Dameon's advancements for Ali Maney.

This is an accompaniment novella to She Speaks to Angels and Falling Angels, and Angel Codes from the AngelFire Chronicles

Free for the Kindle April 15, 16, 17 at Amazon


About the Author:            

Ami Blackwelder is a Paranormal and SciFi author. Her stories range from Tween & YA to Adult. Growing up in Florida, she graduated UCF and in 1997 received her BA in English and additional teaching credentials. Then she packed her bags and travelled overseas to teach in Thailand, Nepal, Tibet, China and Korea. She has always loved writing and wrote poems and short stores since childhood; however, her novels began when she was in Thailand in her thirties.

Having won the Best Fiction Award from the University of Central Florida (Yes, The Blair Witch Project University), her short fiction From Joy We Come, Unto Joy We Return was published in the on campus literary magazine: Cypress Dome and remains to this day in University libraries around the USA. Later, she achieved the semi-finals in a Laurel Hemingway contest and published a few poems in the Thailand’s Expat magazine, and an article in the Thailand’s People newspaper. Additionally, she has published poetry in the Korea’s AIM magazine, the American Poetic Monthly magazine and Twisted Dreams Magazine.







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Guest Blog- HE: A Sexual Odyssey by Stephan Morsk



Many thanks to Fang-tastic Books for letting me introduce you to my new novella “HE:A Sexual Odyssey”.  I’m Stephan Morsk, a mental health professional who’s been writing daily for about fifteen years.  “HE” explores the cravings of a thirty-ish law student in Manhattan to break his routine detachment by finding Ms. Right.  His search brings him into contact with a mellifluous menagerie of oddball women, a coterie of thugs, more than one attempt on his life, sexual exploitation, etc.  He’s cursed with a heinous karmic vortex that plunges him into situations that are more than a little intolerable.  He stumbles along with an indomitable black humor and an overarching need to find the perfect soul mate. 

            Take his reunification with one such candidate, Eve. 

            “I’ll be staying a while,” she said.  He nodded excitedly at the news.  Not that he had invited her.  She’d brought her bosoms, and that was enough to engage his endorsement.  “I’m in a bit of a mess,” she said, cutely as ever.  She kept tossing off phrases, warnings really, puntos de informacion by way of explication.  “I’m not who you think I am,” she said.  Then finally, “I carry a gun.” 
            Ignoring all this data momentarily, he asked, “Can I get you anything?”  p. 37.

            His desperate ‘lustoration’ for these angels blinds him to their glaring flaws.  Eve vanishes a day later.  His adoration of her, however, persists.  These flawed characters make up the bulk of my writing, while they attempt in various delineations of crippled reserve to connect with an irascible universe.  The power of women is another theme in my work.  Here’s an excerpt in which our protagonist is contemplating the elusively sensuous and irate Misha...

            “She’d succeeded in tempting, luring him, and, be it said, dominating his soulless desire.  She was terminally cute, emasculatingly sensuous.  Misha had wormed her way into his mind’s core with two pubic detonations.  Yet there was no modus operandi with which to gratify himself of her.  Her mouth, twisted cutely in remonstrance of her charge, Sisco, was enough to engage his senses.  Her breasts, punching their way through her top, were addictive.  He longed to cradle them in a death-squeeze-inducing syncope.  He was infused with her cute-essence, no longer furtive in its agenda.  She’d cooked his cajones in a no-stick fryer and watched them simmer in an aromatic Spanish mole, made him her bitch in two easy pieces.”  p. 9. 

            My protagonist is a lover of women, far from misogynistic, he’s bound and tethered to their essence, a pussy whipped pushover although that certainly doesn’t stop him from having sex with them.  “HE” pushes ahead, despite all odds, in his quest for salvation. 

            “She stated her name was Eve, then retracted that.  She was a mysterious, bullet-breasted chanteuse.  She was diaphoretic and passed out.  Pure beneficence, he expected no payoff from this femme ruse.  Yet, if true, if she really was the one woman with whom he could on some level connect, his generosity would be gratified by her presumptive consanguinity.  Yet all he saw was a mass of malaise under a sheet.”  p. 38.

            “HE” attempts connection, more often than not finding sex, sadism, exploitation or overt homicide. 

            Collapsing more than sitting onto the back seat, he said, “Mount...”
            “What?” the man asked.  “Can’t hear ya’, brother.” 
            “Mount,” he said again, the words sticking on his lips.  He was getting daffier by the moment. 
            “Mount... what?” the cabby said. 
            “Cy... an... ide...”
            “Mount Cyanide?”
            Shaking his head no, he said, “Sigh... nigh...”
            “Oh, Mount Sinai hospital?” the guy asked.  He nodded.  “You all right, brother?”  He shook is head no. 
            “Mer... gen... see...”
            “You ain’t gonna die on me in my cab are you?”  He shook his head no.  “Okay, then I’m movin’.  Otherwise I call you a ambulance man.  Got no dyin’ in my cab, brother.  Uh, uh.”  p. 65. 

            Even after near death experiences, soul haunting humiliations, penile exploitations and more he’s still invested in his quixotic quest for ‘the one’.  His absurd faith unbroken, he persists in this folly.  One evening in law class he spots a woman whose breasts match those of the ill-fated Eve.  Although he knows it’s impossible, he follows her in desperation.

            She was a few feet away; her small, compact body about the height he remembered.  He got up the nerve and called out, “Eve?”  The woman froze then slowly turned around.
            “Why did you call me that?” she asked.  Same voice, same cuteness, delivered in disguise. 
            “That’s your name then isn’t it?”
            She shook her head no and kept walking. 
            “Adrienne?” he asked. 
            She froze again. 
            “That’s your name isn’t it?” he asked. 
            She just kept walking.  He watched her disappear into the engulfing crowd for the last time.  p. 71.

            Blind adoration of the female entity.  Blitzkriegs of gonzo karma, and tactile exploitations cannot demur my hero from his quest.  He knows she is out there.  It is just a matter of finding her. 

            Thanks again for the opportunity to uncover a small shred of “HE: A Sexual Odyssey.”  I’ve won some awards, published short stories and maintain my own website morsklitmonthly.com.  I hope you’ll give this quick read a try.  It’s on Amazon and e formats Nook and Kindle. 
            All feedback is welcome. 

~Stephan Morsk


HE: A Sexual Odyssey
Stephan Morsk

ASIN: B00E3GZPTI
ISBN: 0-7414-8224-X

Genre: erotica

Book Description:

In HE the unnamed protagonist, a law student, is involved with a series of women who either loathe him, try to poison him, save his life or exploit him sexually. The first is the nanny of his ex boss’ kid. She sends him a hateful letter, enclosing a pubic hair and rubbed with pheromones. After observing a woman in a coffee shop whose breasts are ‘freaks of nature’ she leaves a briefcase and departs. He’s unsuccessful in returning it to her, but this karmic event exposes him to a bevy of dangerous and seductive paramours.

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About the Author:

Stephan Morsk is a mental health professional who writes daily.  He won a 7th and an 8th place in the Writer’s Digest competition 2001 out of a field of 19,000 writers.  He has published a short story and won honorable mentions in other years.  His web site morsklitmonthly.com offers a new short story each month.  He is interested in novellas and recently submitted “Parrot Moon” to the Paris Literary Prize.  He’s finished several other short books, part of a four part series including “HE”, “Trashy Novel-A Love Story”, “She” and “I”.  He lives in rural Minnesota with his family.  Favorite novelist, Normal Mailer.  He enjoys exercise and is a reasonable amateur magician.   













Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Author Christine Dzidrums Favorite Books






Young Adult author Christine Dzidrums to name her “Favorites” in the several literary categories.

Favorite Book: The Breadgivers by Anzia Yezierska

Favorite Young Adult Book: It’s Not the End of the World by Judy Blume

Favorite Picture Book: The Lorax by Dr. Seuss 

Favorite Book as a Child: Tiger Eyes by Judy Blume

Favorite Fictional Character in a Book: Jordan Baker in The Great Gatsby

Favorite Fictional Character in a Children’s Book: Charlie Bucket in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

Favorite Time to Read: Cuddled up on the couch with a blanket on a rainy day.

Favorite Author: Judy Blume

Last Book You Read: I Will Never Not Ever Eat a Tomato by Lauren Child (My children love that book!)

Favorite Movie Adaptation of a Book: The Good Earth

Least Favorite Movie Adaptation of a Book: The Lorax


Book Everyone Should Read: Star Girl
Kaylee: The “What If?” Game
The SoCal Series
Book 2
Christine Dzidrums

Genre: Young Adult

Publisher: Creative Media

Date of Publication: 03/05/2014         
ISBN: 978-0983539346
ASIN: 1394180171

Number of pages: 172
Word Count: 27,114

Cover Artist: Joseph Dzidrums

Book Description:

“I play the 'What If?' Game all the time. It's a cruel, vicious cycle.” In the follow-up to Cutters Don't Cry, meet free spirit Kaylee McMathews, the most popular girl in school. But when the teenager suffers a devastating loss, her sunny personality turns dark as she struggles with debilitating panic attacks and unresolved anger. Can Kaylee repair her broken spirit or will she forever remain a changed person?

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 About the Author:

Christine Dzidrums holds a bachelor’s degree in Theater Arts from California State University, Fullerton. She has written biographies on many inspiring women: Joannie Rochette, Yuna Kim, Shawn Johnson, Nastia Liukin, The Fierce Five, Gabby Douglas, Sutton Foster, Kelly Clarkson, Idina Menzel and Missy Franklin. Christine’s first novel, Cutters Don’t Cry, won a Moonbeam Children’s Book Award. She also wrote the tween book Fair Youth and the beginning reader books Future Presidents Club and the Princess Dessabelle series. Ms. Dzidrums lives in Southern California with her husband, three children and two dogs.









Aliens: Guest blog and Giveaway with Annie Nicholas





Aliens

Nothing grabs my imagination more than aliens. 

Anything goes!

The person who influenced my opinion of aliens the most is Larry Niven, science fiction author. His were the first sci-fi stories I read growing up. He took the environment that the aliens evolved and let that effect their shape and culture. So say the gravity of their planet is stronger than ours then the alien would be stockier, thicker of muscle and much stronger. 
CJ Cherryh does the same thing. She can immerse you in an alien culture and you don’t feel lost. I love this. 

This is what I strive to achieve. I believe in realistic science fiction where the future can be depicted as being believable and where the technology doesn’t seem so advanced that it’s almost magical. I don’t think the aliens we’ll meet will have two legs and two arms or to even breath oxygen. I can’t explore my whole universe in one book though so we’ll take a journey through it in novellas. 

No Refuge introduces the main oxygen breathing species. It explores some of the technologies I see as possible and most importantly, I wanted to focus on the strength of the human spirit. 

No Refuge 
Known Universe
Book 1
Annie Nicholas

Genre: Space Opera/Science Fiction Romance

Publisher: Lyrical Press/Kensington

Date of Publication:  April 7, 2014

ISBN: 9781616505295

Number of pages: 94
Word Count: 24,000

Cover Artist: Renee Rocco

Book Description:

Hunted to near extinction by an alien race called the Ko, my people have run from Earth and drifted so far among the stars we can’t remember the way back. We live everywhere, but call nowhere home. The Ko want us erased from existence and memory. They don’t even want our DNA in the space dust. Humans disguise themselves as other alien species and hide in plain sight. It’s the only way we can survive.

I believe in the myth of Earth. I’ve even discovered a bona fide book written in the dead language of my people. My man, Brody, dreams of a secret human colony. He’s searched for years, hunting any rumor we’ve run across, and finally he’s made contact. Usually, he’s the one grounding me to station and keeping my head out of the atmosphere. Time for me to return the favor…that is, if I can ditch the Ko who’ve discovered me, thanks to my incessant artifact-hunting. If we don’t make our rendezvous, and the Ko don’t kill me, Brody just might…

CONTENT WARNING: Aliens, cargo ships, and a fast paced race against all odds.



About the Author:

Annie Nicholas writes paranormal romance with a twist. She has courted vampires, hunted with shifters, and slain a dragon’s ego all with the might of her pen. Riding the wind of her imagination, she travels beyond the restraints of reality and shares them with anyone wanting to read her stories. Mother, daughter, and wife are some of the other hats she wears while hiking through the hills and dales of her adopted state of Vermont.

Annie writes for Samhain Publishing, Carina Press, and Lyrical Press.

Website: www.annienicholas.com  



  


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Spotlight and Excerpt: Night Moves by Kristen Strassel





Night Moves
The Night Songs Collection
Book 2
Kristen Strassel

Genre: NA Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Foreword Literary

Date of Publication: 3.26.14

ISBN: coming soon
ASIN:coming soon

Number of pages: 294

Book Description:

We bonded in darkness, over darkness.

Melanie Vaughn’s job ruined everything. Her social life, nonexistent. Her relationship with her boyfriend, a hostile roommate situation. She resolves to fix everything one snowy afternoon, but instead comes home to discover her boyfriend is already exploring other options. Blonder, bustier options. Rage drives Melanie to do the unthinkable.

When Soul Divider was on the top of the world, so was Ryder Maddox. When the band faded into obscurity, Ryder’s luck plummeted with it. In a last ditch effort to rekindle the band’s heyday, Soul Divider teams up with powerful vampire clan leader, Talis de Rancourt. In return for her services, the band pays the ultimate price for never ending fame.

Now on the run, Melanie meets Ryder in a middle of nowhere hotel. She never expected her teenage rock star crush to be as lost and as in need of a companion as she is. Their connection is all consuming, even before they find they share another kinship: murder.

The newly turned vampires in Soul Divider still have a lot to learn. The police and public begin to connect the girls that go missing or die in sync with the band’s tour schedule. Back at home, clues are also adding up against Melanie as well. Between constant media coverage and unrelenting attention from the authorities, Melanie and Ryder find themselves in uncharted territory.

Excerpt:
“What the hell is she doing here?” Drake Bonham’s words alarmed me, waking me up better than any cup of coffee could at four in the morning. I tried to hide my shock and act as nonchalant as possible.
Did I really want to explain what I was doing here? As much as I wanted a hole in the head.
 I let Ryder take the lead.
“She’s coming with us.” Ryder didn’t look at Drake when he spoke, unaffected by the tone of his inquisition. His eyes lost in the shadow of the bill of his baseball cap, he continued playing with his phone. I stood nervously next to him as he perched on his suitcase. I wanted desperately to reach out to him for some sort of comfort. I didn’t, in fear that Drake would swat my hand like an old nun with a ruler.
“No. Maddox, you know the rules. You double bag it and forget about the chicks when you leave town.” In Drake’s eyes, I was less important than luggage. I wondered about all the girls who followed the band around, hoping for a second of Drake’s attention would feel listening to him right now, talking about me like I was some cheap souvenir.
Ryder sighed and shoved his phone in the pocket of his motorcycle jacket. “I’ve had enough of the rules. They’ve already cost me my kids and marriage. How much more do you expect me to give up for your band? She’s coming with us.”
“That’s right. My band. As your boss, I’m telling you we don’t need to be transporting groupies all over the country.”
“Don’t worry, she won’t cost you a cent. I’ll take care of her out of my per diem.”
“She’s not coming.”
“Either she comes with us, or I stay here with her.” The tension in the room was electric as Ryder and Drake glared at each other, almost willing each other into a full blown fist fight. The other members of the band hardly reacted, like this was a regular occurrence. Great.
Was I willing to destroy any more lives to enter some sort of parallel witness protection plan universe?
I was still recovering from the shock of learning that Drake regarded the other members of the band like bad children who couldn’t think for themselves. If it wasn’t for Ryder, Drake wouldn’t have ever written all of those songs, or had the success he had enjoyed.
No wonder I always liked Ryder better. I always thought Drake was a pompous ass. What had Erin seen in him?
Even a pretty face couldn’t excuse all that ugly.
I put my hand on Ryder’s shoulder. “Listen, I don’t want to cause any trouble. I can meet you there instead.” It might have been a good idea anyway. Otherwise, my car would be left in the parking lot and I’d have no way to get home from wherever they left me.
Like I could ever go home again.
“No. It’s no trouble at all. I want you to come with me.” He looked up at me but didn’t smile.
I could feel the steam rolling off of Drake as he crossed his arms in front of his chest from the corner of my eye. I didn’t dare make eye contact with him, lest he incinerate me with his glare. “It’s cool, I don’t want to cost you your job or anything.”
Drake scoffed, but we both ignored him.
“You won’t. If you’re going to hang around with me, baby, you need to get used to Drake’s outbursts.” Finally the corners of Ryder’s mouth turned upward. I nodded and smiled, sneaking a look at Drake. He rolled his eyes and shook his head.
An awkward silence spread over the lobby as we waited to board the bus. I tried to distract myself by looking at my phone. Friends back home were wondering how Jamie and I were faring during the storm, with some even asking if we needed anything. A friend with electricity and heat offered her house if the cold was too much to handle. All the kindness overwhelmed me. I could probably still feign being a power outage victim; it bought me some time before I had to start answering their questions.
 How long would it take before someone started looking for us because we didn’t answer them? How long before Angela’s family started searching for her, if not already?
I attempted to focus, hard, on how excited I should be to be going on tour with my favorite band. But all I could see was Angela’s two little girls.
I focused my thoughts again. I’d never been on a tour bus before, and I wasn’t sure what to expect. We boarded a small kitchen area first, and rows of bunks eerily stacked like coffins, filled the middle.
“This is home.” Ryder stopped at the top bunk off to the right side. He graciously took my bag and slung it up on the bed. “The lounge area is in back, and the bathroom is right here.” He pointed to a door at the entrance to the living area. “You know the rules of the bus, right?”
“No. What rules?” What I thought would be a party bus was turning into a boarding school on wheels.
Ryder chuckled and blushed. “I can’t believe I’m saying this to a lady. Serious business, if you know what I mean, goes in a bag and gets thrown out the window.”
I burst out laughing. “Why on earth would you do that?”
“You don’t want to be traveling on a rolling cow patty.”
“Oh my God.” I pictured myself throwing a bag of crap out of the window onto the side of the road. “That’s so gross. Funny, but gross.”
“That’s kind of what life is like on the road.” Adam, the drummer, piped in as he put his stuff in the bunk below us. “Funny, but gross.”
“I wouldn’t expect much else from five guys living on a bus.” I smiled at him. He winked at me and headed back toward the lounge.
Speaking of Drake, where was he? “There are only four bunks and there are five of you.” I did a head count while looking at Ryder. “Where does Drake sleep?”
“He has his own bus.”
“What? Are you kidding? He’s too good to travel with you guys?” And he was concerned about me costing too much money? Little did he know I could more than pay my own way. And the bastard had his own bus.
“Something like that.” Ryder shrugged.
 Drake was obviously a sore subject. I needed to stop pouring salt on the wound. Time to switch gears. “So what happens on this bus?”
“Oh you know, a little of this, a little of that.” Ryder smiled, leaning against the bunks, making his black T shirt ride up a little on his stomach, and exposing the line of hair that started at his belly button disappeared into his jeans. I forced myself to tear my eyes away.
“Do the mice play while the cat is away?” I traced my finger along his jawbone.
“They do.” He grabbed my hand, putting my finger into his mouth to suck on it. He had some crazy sharp teeth. I thought I had imagined it while we were in bed together, but now it felt like he practically had fangs. I’d never noticed that before. And believe me, I’d spent a lot of time looking at Ryder Maddox in my life.
“Even if it’s against the rules?” I could barely manage the words as Ryder’s lips made their way down my arm, his eyes never leaving mine.
“Especially if it’s against the rules.” He pulled me in close, nuzzling my neck.
“Jesus, if you two are going to fuck, at least come to the common area so we can enjoy the show!” A thick Scottish accent jeered from the couch. Thomas, the bassist who replaced Chaz, had already cracked into a beer and had a game controller in his lap. “I’d rather watch you, lovie, than fight these bloody dragons for the thousandth time.”
“She’s not that kind of girl, Tommy.” Ryder pulled away, looking annoyed.
“They’re all that kind of girl, mate.”
Ryder rolled his eyes and smiled at me, shaking his head. “That’s why your credit card is maxed out on porn. You need to treat a girl like a lady to get them to stick around.” He turned back at me and pulled my face towards his. “I’m ready for a private viewing.”



About the Author:

Kristen shares a birthday with Steven Tyler and Diana Ross.  She spends each day striving to be half as fabulous as they are.  She’s worn many hats, none as flattering as her cowboy hat: banker, retail manager, fledgling web designer, world’s worst cocktail waitress, panty slinger, now makeup artist and aspiring author.  She loves sunshine, live music, the middle of nowhere, and finding new things to put in her house.  Kristen is represented by Pam van Hylckama Vlieg of Foreword Literary.


Twitter: @kristenstrassel



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Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Cover Reveal Paranormal Pleasures II by Roxanne Rhoads









Coming May 2014



Paranormal Pleasures II
Ten More Tales of Supernatural Seduction


By Roxanne Rhoads

Award winning author Roxanne Rhoads brings you ten more tales of supernatural seduction featuring demonic desires, wanton witches, voluptuous vampires, and ghosts with grave needs…

Four brand new, never published short stories have been combined with six previously published, freshly edited tales to give you a collection of hot paranormal erotica you can really sink your fangs into.

Cover Models: Victoria Nightshade and Sugar Monroe

Cover Photo By RSII Photography

Book Cover Design by Dawne Dominique


Scent of a Vampire

Aidan has searched several human lifetimes for his perfect mate. Now that he’s found her, he refuses to let go. He must make Gabrielle see they were destined to be together.

Immortal Flame

An off duty fire fighter encounters a sexy vampire in what he thought was an abandoned house.

The flames that ignite will leave them both scorched…and aching for more.

An Unexpected Evening

Samuel is a centuries-old vampire who prefers to be a recluse. He is always afraid of losing control and becoming the monster he once was. Falling in love with a young witch has pushed his boundaries and pulled him out of his comfort zone.

Katerina always encourages Samuel to be more open, to let loose, and to really "live" instead of only existing in the shadows.

One night, he finally grants her wish . . . in ways she never imagined.

Underneath the Fangs

Samuel is being framed for murder. Katerina knows he is not guilty but she has to convince Samuel that he is not a monster and that he is worthy of her love.

Cemetery Seduction

Abby, a half witch, half vampire whose powers go awry in a club, has to run, afraid that the Others, who are policing all human/magick interaction, might put her in jail. She ends up in a cemetery, jumps behind a bush and lands right on top of a very sexy ghost hunter.

No Place I'd Rather Be

Sonora is torn between a human and a vampire. How can she choose between the man who makes her feel safe and the vampire that makes her blood race? Sonora prays to the Goddess for guidance while harboring secret desires that her broody vampire, Brom, and her brawny human, Avery, can get past their jealousy and be willing to do more than just share the witch in the middle.

Can the Goddess grant Sonora's wish, or will she be stuck making an impossible choice?

Blood, Lust and Shadows

Vampire/succubus hybrid Allana is on the prowl looking for a bloody snack and a sexy energy boost. While strutting her stuff in a dark parking lot she encounters a yummy Latino who makes a lovely meal. She also encounters something else that puts her senses into overdrive.

Complete Circle

Lissette is a vampire who has lived with her succubus girlfriend, Cassandra, for a long time. She swore off relationships with men after being viciously raped by the vampire hunters who killed the love of her life and left her for dead.

Lissette and Cassandra only use men to get what they need, blood for Lissette and sexual energy for Cassandra. They are completely satisfied with their lives- until a mysterious stranger comes along.

For the first time in centuries Lissette wants a man. Why is she so drawn to him? What is he?

Much more than a mere mortal, Gabriel has been searching for Lissette and Cassandra for a very long time. They have what he needs, what no one else can give him.

But will they be willing to share?

A Package Deal

Chloe needs to get out of the city- fast. So she buys an old farmhouse out in the middle of nowhere- with one stipulation. The caretaker gets to stay. She readily agrees thinking it’s an old man that won’t give her any trouble.

Ash is definitely not what she expected.

My Demon Valentine

Elita wants to give her demon boyfriend a Valentine’s Day to remember. Connor was built for giving pleasure but Elita wants to turn the tables on that.

This time the pleasure will be all his.


About the Author:

Story strumpet, tome loving tart, eccentric night owl...these words describe book publicist and erotic romance author Roxanne Rhoads.

When not fulfilling one the many roles being a wife and mother of three require, Roxanne's world revolves around words...reading them, writing them, editing them, and talking about them. In addition to writing her own stories she loves to read, promote and review what others write.

Roxanne is the owner of Bewitching Book Tours and operates Fang-tastic Books, a book blog dedicated to paranormal and urban fantasy books.

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