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Red Hots : A Valentine Anthology #romanticerotica #giveaway tour


Red Hots: A Valentine Anthology
by Caitlyn Lynch + 17 others

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GENRE: Romantic Erotica

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Red Hots is a steamy collection of Valentine's Day themed stories by 18 new and established romantic erotica authors. From a lonely lighthouse keeper's strange encounter with a ghostly sea captain to a husband surprising his wife with a sexy game; from an alien discovering just what Valentine's Day means to her human lover to a store owner receiving an unexpected Gift With Purchase that makes her best friend look at her VERY differently, there is something here for everyone who loves the Valentine tradition!


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Excerpt :

From Power Outage by Caitlyn Lynch:

It wasn’t long at all before the doorbell rang; Raquel hurried to answer it. The electrician was tall, with dark hair, high cheekbones and blue, blue eyes. Stubble shadowed his strong jaw, giving him a rough-and-ready sort of look. Broad shoulders strained at the seams of his blue work shirt, which had SCOTT stitched in neatly machined letters on the breast pocket. There was a toolbelt hanging around his waist, black jeans clinging snugly to his long legs.

“Mrs. Morrison? You need an electrician?” His voice was a low, husky rumble, those incredibly blue eyes intent as his gaze swept over her, taking in her dress, her shoes, her hair and makeup before giving her a slow, appreciative smile. A little shiver of lustful anticipation rippled through her; she sternly ordered her knees not to shake.

“Yes, our power’s gone out.” She was still holding the candle, though she could see him perfectly well by the streetlights; he smirked at it and produced a big flashlight, handing it to her.

“You want to show me to your fuse box?”

She accepted the flashlight, put the candle down on the sideboard and gestured for him to follow her through to the garage, where she knew the electrical switchboard was. Walking through the house, she had the distinct impression that Scott was watching her ass, the sway of her hips as she moved.

Well, you did put this dress on for a reason, Raquel, she told herself, a little smirk of feminine triumph touching her lips.






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Annika Steele began writing at the age of 8, but abandoned her stories in college. A ridiculous number of years later, she stumbled across fanfic, put fingers to keyboard, and hasn’t stopped writing since.  You can follow her on Tumblr at annikasteele.tumblr.com or on Facebook at www.facebook.com/annikasteelewrites


Margot Wren has been writing ever since she realized that's how stories get made. In between projects she contemplates the universe, yields to the demands of her two cats, and bakes more cookies than she can eat.

You can find Margot on Tumblr at margot-wren.tumblr.com


Caitlyn Lynch is an Australian erotica author and happily married mother of two. She has a number of published works available on Amazon.

You can also find her at caitlynlynch.com, or on her social media accounts.

Facebook: www.facebook.com/caitlynlynch6author

Twitter: twitter.com/caitlynlynch6

Tumblr: caitlynlynch.tumblr.com


Ariel Bishop is an American erotica author who feels strongly that all love triangles are best resolved through healthy polyamory.

You can find her on Facebook at
www.facebook.com/arielbishopauthor and on Tumblr at ariel-bishop.tumblr.com


Christina Rose Andrews is actually two friends, Lark and Rose, writing under one pen name. Lark boasts a degree in "Do you want fries with that?" and is a proud parent of two dogs and one cat. Rose considered becoming a cult leader before deciding it was too much effort. In her spare time, Rose likes watering her plant and plotting to take over the world.

You can find them on Twitter: twitter.com/croseandrews

Tumblr: christinaroseandrews.tumblr.com

And Facebook: www.facebook.com/christinaroseandrews
                      


Vanessa Sweet may be summoned under the cover of night with offerings of chocolate and erotica. She is mildly shocked that her submission for this anthology contains neither bondage or spanking.

She can be found on Tumblr at vanessa-sweet.tumblr.com


Gwen Marshall lives in a full house with 2 cats, a dog, a child and a husband in the Pacific Northwest. When not writing, she spends her time at the local comic book store or playing softball.

You can follow her on Tumblr at gwenmarshallfiction.tumblr.com







Tally Bane lives on the west coast of the US with her husband, children and pets. A stay at home mom who spends her free time dreaming up new stories to tell her readers.

You can find her on Tumblr at tally-bane.tumblr.com or  Facebook at www.facebook.com/Tally-Bane-137623006716338


Barbara Be is a German woman who lives on the internet and feels half as old as she really is. She loves writing aliens and elves, and she's also a sorceress of all things computers, an engineer, a mother, a good cook and a master of procrastination.

Barbara has a Tumblr with writing advice at the960writers.tumblr.com and a blog at the960writers.wordpress.com.


A lifelong lover of reading, writing, and dark-haired hotties, Ava Bari is a junior in college pursuing a degree in English. When not hitting the keyboard she can be found hitting up Amazon. This is her second published story.

Find out more at avabari.tumblr.com



Briar McKenna was told that the only secret to writing is sitting at a typewriter and bleeding, well she tried that but all that came out was glitter. Hailing from red dirt country she has half a degree in Anthropology and a dumpster worth of thoughts to share with you anyway.

You can find her on Twitter at twitter.com/briarmadeshiny and Tumblr at briarmakeshinies.tumblr.com



R. A. Stone has been a lover of romance novels for most of her life. She’s dabbled in writing through the last decade and aspires to write more with the support of her daughter and their dog, Rocco.

Find her on Tumblr at r-a-stone.tumblr.com


Livvy Ward was born and raised in Australia. She’s been a fan and avid reader of paranormal romances for the past twenty years and has just recently made the transition to professional writing.

You can find her works on Amazon.

You can also find Livvy on Tumblr: livvy-ward.tumblr.com

Twitter: twitter.com/livvywardauthor

Facebook: www.facebook.com/livvywardauthor

and at her Website: livvyward.com



Annalee Locke lives in the middle of the US. While usually found working or catering to the whims of two cats, you can sometimes spot her dancing in grocery stores or staring into space, mapping out her next writing project.



Sera Taíno is a married mother of two. She earned a Bachelor of Arts Degree from Rutgers University and currently lives in the Southern United States. When she isn’t teaching middle schoolers the fine art of writing and running a creative writing club, she is at her desk, working tirelessly on her next project.

You can find her on Twitter: twitter.com/serataino

Tumblr: serataino.tumblr.com

and Facebook: www.facebook.com/serataino



Abbigail Clark is a seventy-five year old woman trapped in a twenty-two year old body, so kindly step off the grass, dear.

In her spare time, when she isn’t writing stories, Abbigail loves to sing Strauss to her collection of bobbleheads and sew hoop skirts for her mother’s poodle, Charles.



Líadáin Douglas is an American author of erotica stories. Also an avid reader, she enjoys taking an active role in various creative communities. All creativity is art, regardless of medium.

She publishes primarily in the LGBT genre and you can find her works on Amazon.

You can also find her on Twitter: twitter.com/LiadainDouglas

Tumblr: liadaindouglas.tumblr.com

and Facebook: www.facebook.com/LiadainDouglas



A born-and-raised California girl, V. T. Charbonneau's favorite word growing up was "dangerous." Thirty years later she's still rocking that West Coast life along with two cats, one dog, and a husband. Dangerous remains her favorite word, but she's learned a few more in the meantime. She uses them to write steamy fiction with hot guys, smart girls, and a touch of romance.

You can find her published works on Amazon. You can also find her at:

Website: www.vtcharbonneau.com

Tumblr: http://www.vtcharbonneau.tumblr.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/VTCharbonneau/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/VTCharbonneau




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Welcome to the lovely @RavenMcAllan with #historical #erotic romance 'Lord Suitor' from @EvernightPub


Thank you for inviting me onto your blog.
I consider myself very lucky.
I write what I love, Evernight publish it, and people buy it and (hopefully) read it.
What more can I ask for?
I couldn't not write and I especially love to write Regency Romance. And oh yes, Evernight lets me.
So we have the Cursed Treasure series.
A family whose fortune is cursed
A family whose fortune is almost gone, and have to manage very carefully.
A family whose grown up children decide to ignore the curse and make their fortune grow once more. They don't want to be a burden.
Strangely ( or not) this isn't a paranormal story. Only the treasure is said to be cursed.
As the parchment with it says…
The heart of ye child be lifting the curse—dare ye risk it…

(the prequel, Compromised, tells how Mijo escapes from France with the treasure, it's a free read.)

Lord Suitor is Tessa's story
A smuggler and an aristocrat. Who should Tessa chose?
Both professed their love for her, both intrigued her. How could she pick one over the other?
When Tessa was accosted by a smuggler her life took a turn for the better. Or so she thought. Until Nathaniel, Lord Fenniston indicated his interest in her. She had to marry to help her family, but her loyalties are torn. 
Either man could be the one, but how can she decide? Torn between them, Tessa must think hard and fast.
Luckily, fate has it’s own way of deciding, and Tessa had no option but to do as it dictates.


A wee tease…

Her one night of bliss, her initiation, as she thought of it, had given her a very definite opinion of what she wanted, expected, from any marriage. However, and there was the rub, how could she say to someone, I’ll only marry you if you satisfy me in the way my smuggler did? You need to make my skin tingle, my insides quiver, and my body react in a way I never thought possible, so I shout and scream my release and beg you for more? Oh and your body, when it gains its own satisfaction inside me, has to react in the same way? It was not something she could introduce into everyday conversation. It wasn't something most men would appreciate hearing. Men were such touchy creatures they wouldn't see it as a compliment on their prowess, just the opposite.
Tessa stirred uneasily in her chair. During those long hours of enforced darkness, her highwayman had taught her some very interesting ways to satisfy herself. After the first few fumbling—and embarrassed at her temerity—attempts, she was happy with how to touch and tease herself until she was panting and sated. However, it wasn't the same. It is not him.
Tonight though, she knew nothing she did would ease the ache deep inside her. The unexpected offer from Lord Fenniston had thrown her somewhat.
Why her? Oh, they were neighbors in Devon, but he had never shown any interest in her. In fact she hadn't noticed him singling her out in any way, exactly the opposite. One occasional country dance did not show a partiality for anyone. They'd never waltzed, he'd never asked for her hand into supper, and never solicited her company at a picnic or to the theater. No, if anything, she would have thought he preferred Lady Elizabeth Cantor or Frederica Stowe. Nor did Tessa think he chose to spend time with those ladies as a smokescreen for his desire to have her as a wife. They were both too much all woman for that, and she was well aware neither would put up with such cavalier behavior.
Nor would I.
Somehow, Tessa accepted, as she stirred the glowing coals back into flames, Nathaniel Fenniston was not the sort of man to dissemble in that way. It wouldn't be kind to either lady, and she didn't think he would ever be deliberately unkind. No, he was an honorable man, but did that mean he was the man for her? Somehow, she needed to find out. On that sobering and complicated thought, she put the fireguard in place and took herself to bed.
Yet again she dreamed of her smuggler. She felt his hands on her as he showed her how to please both him and herself. Heard his voice as he praised her efforts and moaned his appreciation. Recalled and recreated in her dreams how his body stiffened and he shouted out his completion as he spilled onto her skin. Shivered and writhed as his lips met her quim and sucked on the soft flesh there and then drew the hard nub into his mouth. She gasped as her juices gathered, ready to help her fall over the edge of sanity and reason.
Tessa woke with a gasp to see the thin light of dawn creep around her curtains, and to feel the warmth and dampness of her arousal slick her skin. Her body tingled with awareness. Should she?
A quick glance at the timepiece on the mantel told her she had time enough to assuage her needs.
Tessa stretched out to fumble in her nearby sewing basket, to retrieve something she had secreted there.
A few days after her encounter with the smuggler she'd found a package in her bedside cabinet. She had no idea where it had come from, or who had placed it where she would see it so readily. The outside wrapper merely had her name on, and the cryptic message "for your eyes only."
Puzzled she ripped the paper and unwrapped the fine lawn material that covered the contents. It was a smooth, wooden darning mushroom, with a note attached to it.
When she read the words, Tessa didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Inscribed in a very elegant hand it said: Close your eyes and run your fingers over this. Now imagine what it feels like and use it accordingly until we meet again.
Intrigued, Tessa had done as directed and discovered it was the perfect facsimile of a male staff. "Pego" her smuggler had called it as he taught her how to fondle and taste. At first she'd held it and stroked it, until her mind played games on her. A few nights later, her dreams included him, his pego, and his hands showing her how indeed a humble darning mushroom was the perfect substitute for a man. No, not perfect, she amended, adequate.



you can find me at www.ravenmcallan.com

Happy Reading

Love  R x


@blushingravyn is touring with 'Burning Desire' Federal Agent Chronicles and a #giveaway

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Saving people is FBI Agent Kaitlyn Rivers drug of choice. That’s not the only thing she loves about her job. The sexual tension is mounting between Kaitlyn and her alpha boss, Agent Joel Connor.
Assigned into an undercover operation to stop a serial child abductor with the pathetic Cole Sommers, Kaitlyn is silently thrilled when Cole is forced off the case and Joel steps in.

burning desire by ravyn rayneIntense romance, steamy sex scenes, and a nail-gripping case that will attract fans of crime dramas and thrillers. This action-packed erotica is sure to leave you pleased three times over!



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I feel a hand in my hair, brushing a soft strand away and I roll into his touch, wanting more. "Joel?" I whisper with shut eyes and a smile. When did he get home? I feel coarse rough hands slide down my neck and my stomach tenses. Something feels off. Joel's hands are smooth. My eyes flash open, seeing an unfamiliar short chubby male figure looming over me. His breath smells like rancid milk. The room is dark from the sun setting and the lights off, but I can still make out enough features for a lineup. 
His hands forcefully pin mine above my head, giving me no time to try and retrieve my gun across the room. I need to fight back. My eyes widen as my adrenaline kicks in. 
"Where's the baby?"


Ravyn is a sassy, fun-loving, and adventure-seeking young woman. She loves to travel and can’t wait for her next vacation, wherever it might be.
Ravyn writes romantic erotica. She began writing romance novels in college, spending her down time either reading a book or writing fiction. Please don’t make her choose between the two, she loves them equally. Prefer less steamy novels? Try her out here.

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Hi to author Alexandra Anthony and her hot off the press new release




Welcome Alexandra,  Thank you for visiting the blog today

Tell us a little about yourself
I’m a stay at home mother of one has a tiny obsession with hot vampires.


I live in the Midwest.  I enjoy a steamy romance, a happy ending and isn’t afraid of things that go bump in the night.
I’m the author of two paranormal, erotic series: The Dark Hart Chronicles and The Vampire Destiny Series.

What book/s have you brought along to tell us about today?

Tempted: The Dark Hart Chronicles Book 1

When personal assistant Savannah Wood lands a dream job with up and coming rock star Nick Hart, it seems to good to be true.  He's devastatingly handsome, reserved and charming...but he has a secret he's determined to keep.

Their attraction to one another is immediate, but Savannah is determined to keep a professional relationship between them.  She's been burned before and has no desire to reopen old wounds.

The lines between professional and personal begin to blur when Savannah finds out Nick's secret: he's a century old vampire with a painful past.  He's as hesitant to open himself up to her, but they find their temptation to one another is stronger than either can resist. 

The paparazzi, a string of murders and cryptic, ominous letters threaten their budding relationship.  But will their attraction and love be enough to keep them together or will it tear them apart?

Fated (The Vampire Destiny Series Book 1)

Chasing the secrets of her past...

Josephine Anderson is a 28-year-old psychic empath.  Isolated and alone, she'd given up on finding love because of her "gift".  She's haunted by her vivid dreams about a mysterious man that is her destiny...

Her world is turned upside down...

When she meets Stefan Lifsten, she's surprised to discover that he's the man from her dreams. He's tall, blond and drop-dead gorgeous, but he has his own secrets to hide.  He's a millennia old vampire that's been on a quest to find her after his own vision 200 years ago...

Their fates finally collide...

Will their fated love and desire be enough to keep them together as she becomes entrenched in the world of vampires and her past unravels?

Are you working on another book right now?

Yes!  I’m currently working on Ascend, Book 4 in The Vampire Destiny Series.  It’s due out in late May 2013.

What do you enjoy most about writing?

The freedom to create a brand new world with character you love…and hate.

What do you like the least?

Writing the last word of the book.

Would you like to see any of your books as movies?

Absolutely!  I’d love to see Stefan from The Vampire Destiny Series on the big screen!

If so can you name any actors you would like to see as the lead characters in your book.

Alexander Skarsgard as Stefan Lifsten (from The Vampire Destiny Series).  David Boreanaz as Nick Hart (from The Dark Hart Chronicles).

What things do you like to do to relax?

Relax?!?  When I do get the chance to sit back and relax I do enjoy reading and hiking.

Do you have another job as well as writing?

I’m a stay at home mom that also homeschools my daughter.  I count that as a job!

If you could have one super power in your existence, what would it be?

Invisibility.

If money were not an object, where would you most like to live?

Santa Barbara, CA or anywhere in Hawaii.

What kind of car would you have if money was no object?

A Ferrari f12berlinetta.

What’s your favorite food?

Anything Italian.

Favorite color?

Purple.

Can you think of a song or piece of music that could be your theme tune?

‘Bitch’ by Meredith Brooks.

Just answer these questions as quickly as possible.


Chocolate or vanilla?

Chocolate!

Dog or cat?

I’m a dog person through and through.

The film or the book?

Book.

Jeans or dress?

Jeans.  I’m definitely a jeans girl.  It’s a rare day when you see me in a dress!

Beach or Snow resort?

Beach…add in a fruity drink with an umbrella and I’d be in heaven.

Heels or flats?

Hmm, that’s a hard one.  I’ll say heels.

What do you love best about yourself?

My resolve.  Once I make a decision, I stick with it.

What do you like least?

I have trouble letting things go and not being in control of a situation.

Do you have anything to share with other authors that might be a help?

Just keep writing and never, ever give up on your dreams.

Is there anything you would like to say to your readers?

Thank you for your support and for being so loyal to me.  I love you all!

Can you share one of your favorite parts of one of the books?


Here is an excerpt from Tempted: The Dark Hart Chronicles Book 1…

"What did I do to make you love me?” I questioned gently.  My body ached as I stared at him in the mirror.
"That’s the question I keep asking myself,” he replied, shaking his head.  "You’re something I never thought I’d find.”
I grinned widely and stood on my tiptoes.  "So we belong together.”
"Yes."
"You're beautiful.  You know that, right? Inside and out," I teased, smirking at him as I stepped up to his back again.
He chuckled bitterly.  "I'm glad you think so.  There are hundreds of people that would disagree if they could."
Finally, I gave into my need to just touch him.  With open hands, exploring fingers, and open-mouthed kisses, I covered every inch of his back and shoulders.  Gliding my hands up his sides, I reveled in his contracting muscles and low growls of contentment.  Every time we made love, he worshiped me from head to toe.  He made me feel beautifully perfect and desirable.  This was new, touching and doing the same for him.  It was difficult for him to not be in control, so I was taking advantage of this moment.
His arm flinched once, but he stopped himself.  Moving to his side, I kissed his flexing tattooed bicep, staring at his beautiful reflection staring back at me.
"You're killing me," he said, barely making a sound.  "I need…fuck!
My lips curled up into a smile because I knew what he wanted ...or at least what I wanted to see him do.
"Do it." I ordered softly.
I wasn't sure there was a sexier sight than watching Nick's long fingers wrapping around his cock, his muscled forearm flexing as he pleasured himself.
"Nick..." I mumbled, but his growl drew my eyes from the mirror to the reality in front of me.  Clenching abs, a heated gaze, and slow, deliberate movements made my thighs slick with my own juices.
"What do you think about when you touch yourself, Nick?" I murmured.  Heat and desire had electrified every nerve in my body.  I was trembling as I watched him, literally shaking in need.
He was quiet, brooding.  He said nothing, but he never stopped.  His hand and arm moved up and down.  A squeeze, a twist of his wrist… his thumb would swirl over his leaking tip, only to repeat the entire erotic process.
"Since I have you, this is something I don’t normally do," he growled cockily, giving me a confident grin.
"Touché," I said with a laugh, transfixed at watching him in the mirror.  "What if you were desperate for release...and I wasn’t around?"
"You.  I’d think of you.  The way your breasts fit in my hands, the feel of your silky skin, and your legs wrapped around me.  And then, I’d think of your pussy.  I’d think about how tight and wet you are."
He’d think of me, I thought to myself proudly.  I made another circle around him.  I came to stand in front of him.  When I leaned in to kiss his chest, his hand faltered.
"Don't stop, Nick...  " I advised him.  My mouth was hot against the coolness of his throat and across his sharp, clenching jaw line.
I nipped at the side of his throat with my teeth.


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