Wednesday, 6 March 2013

Saturday, 17 November 2012

Coming November 30th 2012

Victoria Blisse is here!

Please welcome Victoria Blisse and her lovely Christmas book!

When Jonathan transfers from the U.S to the Manchester branch of Computers Inc., Jenny is the first person to make him feel at home. Finding out about his bleak Christmases as a boy, she makes up her mind to involve him in all her English Christmas traditions. 

Passion sparks between the two as they decorate the Christmas tree. Who would have thought such an innocent activity could become so sexually charged? Can Jenny succeed in seducing the hot American and also prove to him that Santa really does exist?

* Includes the Full Seasonal Recipes for meals & snacks mentioned in the story.

Proving Santa Exists: Hot Excerpt.

"How are you enjoying your Christmas so far?" I ask, the film credits fading into the background.

"It's been amazing," Jonathan enthuses as his eyes meet mine, then a serious shadow darkens their flame. "Christmas was never anything special when I was a kid. We never had a tree. The home said it cost too much and it was a fire hazard."
I tut and shake my head.

"The highlight was the Santa. We knew he wasn't real, just a man dressed as Santa. He'd bring each of us a toy. I got a little car one year. I still have it."

 "How come you knew it wasn't the real Father Christmas?"

"Because we knew there was no real Santa. They told us so all the time. They told us not to get our hopes up because Santa didn't exist and wouldn't bring us what we wanted on Christmas Eve."

“What?" I'm outraged. I feel my blood boiling with the harsh cruelty of it. "Santa does exist."

"You don't believe that, do you?" He shakes his head, his eyes wide.

 "Yes, yes I do." I nod my head emphatically. "Maybe not in the way a child does, but I heartily believe in the spirit of Father Christmas. I believe in the meaning behind the make-believe. My faith is in the giving, which is the true centre of the festive season—the heart of it all. It's all about making life better for other people and, through that, enhancing your own life. Santa definitely exists."

Suddenly, those lips are on mine again, and his arms wrap around me. I feel his cheek against my skin. I feel moisture there: the trail of a tear. I close my eyes and kiss back, giving. I give him the softest, gentlest kiss I can. I want him to feel cherished. My heart throbs in pain at the harshness he’s suffered in his life. I want to smooth over all those rough edges; I want him to see what I mean about Father Christmas existing.

I pull him closer to me. My arms wrap tighter around him, and I stroke his back to offer comfort. Our lips, in contrast, are joined lustfully. With every small move, I feel my heart beat harder and faster. I become dizzy with the speed at which the blood is whizzing around my body, making every inch of me zing with the created friction and heat. His body presses me back against the sofa arm, twisting my own beneath him.

His lips leave mine and kiss a fizzing trail of pleasure down my neck to my collar bone. His hands rise from their position on my hips to slide under my loose-fitting red jumper and up higher to cup my breasts. The shock of his cool hands through the thin, lacy gauze is deliciously arousing. I groan my appreciation as his fingers dig into the cups and ease out the masses of abundant tit-flesh beneath. Pushing the wool of my jumper up with the tops of his wrists, his lips leave the soft flesh at the hollow of my neck.

Moments later, after my jumper is completely removed, their warm wetness encompasses my nipple, sending even more intense ripples of pleasure throughout my body. I feel him shift until he's on his knees in front of me. One of my legs is still on the floor, the other is crossed in front of my pubis. I slip a hand between our bodies, running it under his shirt, feeling that soft, supple skin that I've only just glimpsed before. I follow the soft trail of hair down from his belly button to the top of his jeans. I feel more than hear the moan he emits from around my nipple as I pop open the brass button, then slide down the zipper.

 I can't believe I am being so forward, but as he doesn't move to stop me, I yank his jeans and his boxers down to the middle of his thighs. My action emboldens him and he moves back, allowing me to spread my thighs around him. Jonathan strokes down to my legs and pulls up the full length of long, billowing skirt, his mouth still feasting on the white meat of my breasts. A hand of mine rubs through the wiry hair trailing down to his cock. When my flesh touches his, I melt. He's hard and hot and very willing.

One Fiery Night by Em Petrova

Firefighter Luke Puckett doesn’t want to get involved with anyone; not after his brother perished fighting a fire, leaving behind a wife and four kids. Then Luke pulls a woman and her child out of a burning house, and is stunned to find she’s his college ex. Though he fights to stay away, Luke’s desire for her lush curves is impossible to battle.

Josie Springer escapes the enormous house fire with nothing but the clothes on her back and her daughter. As she begins to recuperate from her losses, she finds she’s gained something bigger since Luke walked back into her life. She’s always held a candle for this lover who dumped her with little explanation.

While their relationship sears between the sheets, Josie and Luke still harbor personal doubts it will work—until a near tragedy forces them take another look.

One Fiery Night is Book One in the Firehouse 5 series and I have to say it’s a smokin’ hot start!

Luke Puckett is a dare devil firefighter who can stand temperatures none of the rest of his team can, and with gut instincts and a very special type of bravery, there is no chance he won’t capture your heart. I could almost feel him, see him, smell him; his presence burned off the page.

Josie Springer and her daughter are saved by Luke when their house goes on fire. But this is by no means the first time they have met. Luke and Josie have history. Good and bad history that is a tangle of hurt and misconceptions as well as some steamy memories.

I enjoyed how the author pretty much split the view point fifty/fifty in One Fiery Night. This gave a good insight into both characters and what they were thinking and how they were feeling. The sex is seriously hot and there is plenty of it; these two are explosive together. There is enough conflict and plot to keep the story ticking along nicely and I was definitely rooting for their happy ever after. The twist at the end, of wanting to touch but not being able to because of injury, was interesting and well handled.

Best Bits:

“She had been know to use her tongue for persuasive purposes.” – LOL, go girl!

“This was Luke at his finest, times ten. The young man she’d been in love with early on had morphed into this rough and demanding firefighter.” – I want one!!

“You’re going to kick me out without even trying to explain yourself?” – Hell yeah!


A black tooth in the smile of the neighborhood where they’d lived – Josie describing her burnt out house.


If you want a sexy fireman to lust over, then you won’t go far wrong with Luke. Go grab a copy and then expect to get hot, hot and hotter!

Saturday, 22 September 2012

Lord of Endersley by S. A. Meade

Will the passion ignited during a violent uprising survive the rigid confines of Victorian society?

Jacob Endersley is glad to escape the confines of his family home for the exotic and dangerous beauty of India during the glory days of the Raj.

Marcus Billington, an Army officer, is tired of the stifling social mores of life in a British enclave. When the Sepoy Uprising o 1857 leads to chaos and bloodshed, the two men seek the safety of Agra and find refuge in each other.

Once the rebellion is quashed, Jacob returns to England while Marcus remains in India. They have no hope of a future together until Jacob learns that Marcus has returned to England. When they meet again, Marcus makes it clear there can be nothing between them and Jacob returns to Endersley resigned to a solitary life until Marcus arrives out of the blue and then everything changes.

Once I began this novel, I was captured. The author’s style, the elegant romance, the wonderful mix of lavish and gritty settings took me back to my dreamy days of high school when I lost myself in the wonderful worlds of Barbara Cartland and Georgette Heyer.

The blurb gives you the plot, I only want to share the beauty of the story and the characters.

I loved, loved, loved Jacob Endersley. So gentle, so simple, so passionate. The author painted him so very lovingly and I rode the romantic rollercoaster all the way with him until the beautiful ending.

Marcus Billington was splendid as the gorgeous fellow who captures Jacob’s heart—lock, stock and barrel—from the moment they meet. He’s the realist to Jacob’s dreamer, who wants to be together as badly as Jacob and goes to such extremes to find ways for them to meet; but, because he IS such a realist, he finds it much harder to believe a relationship—the forever kind—can ever happen for them.

Jacob is determined there is a way.

There are some moments of heartbreak during separations, particularly when the partings are prompted by Marcus’ reluctance to believe this union can happen.

It almost seems, at some points, as though our heroes have painted themselves into corners—not of their own doing, but because love between men was dangerous during this period—and yet Ms. Meade somehow creates a wonderful way to allow the men to have their dream.

Whether the two lovely, beautifully true-to-life gentlemen will take this opportunity that the author has devised…well, you’ll just have to see for yourself.

Highly recommended if you love easy yet elegant prose, achingly beautiful intimate encounters (a sensual meeting during a luscious rainstorm comes to mind), and a lavish historical setting that would do any motion picture producer proud.

Smut in the City edited by Lucy Felthouse and Victoria Blisse

Sultry, smouldering sex in the city is the theme of this erotic anthology, edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse.

From the stifling heat of the London Underground to the crumbling walls of Rome’s Colosseum, Smut in the City has it all. Whatever your interpretation of sultry urban sex, there’s something nestling between the covers for you. Lusty couples, horny office workers, hunky bakers and gardeners, tourists and the Mafia are portrayed for your titillation in this exciting collection of stories from erotica’s finest authors.

Smut in the City is a sexy, sassy and shockingly (at times) smut-fest of an anthology. With both established authors contributing and new authors, it’s a great collection of lusty tales set in major cities around the world. From Hong Kong to London, from Melbourne to Cleveland naughty shenanigans are uncovered for your delight.

Best Bits: All the stories are fantastic and it is very hard to chose a favourite but here is a mere snippet of what’s on offer:

Her Secret Garden All Ashley wanted was a funky rooftop garden, but when she meets her designer, she gets considerably more than she bargained for.

Verona This story is deliciously shocking and a treat to read. Written entirely from the male pov I absolutely loved it.

The Conjurer Delectably different, darkly seductive.

Within the Crumbling Walls Gives sightseeing in Rome a whole new meaning and certainly adds history to the Colloseum.

Neighbours Steamy, soapy girl-on-girl fun!

A Long Hot Hammer Snappy dialogue, bubbling sexual tension and a highly satisfying ending.


Each story is unique and each one delivers its promise to be smutty. What I liked most was the variety of voices and the way the book transported me around the globe landing me in a whole manner of places from dark corners to wild parties. A definite buy if you want a ‘satisfaction guaranteed’ read each time you turn the page.

Deep in the Woods by Annabel Joseph

Sophie finally finds the courage to reenter the Atlanta BDSM scene after extricating herself from an abusive relationship. At a local munch, she meets Dave, a funny, laid-back erotic photographer. When she sees him again later at a dungeon, Sophie is surprised by her strong attraction, and nervous about starting a new relationship, but Dave eases her fears. They embark on a sexy, thrilling D/s relationship and Sophie finds healing and fulfillment in Dave’s arms.

But Sophie is still haunted by nightmares of her past. On a dark night in the woods with Dave and his friend Ryan, frightening memories overtake her. She knows that in order to move on, she must uncover the tragedy that haunts her subconscious.

Sophie’s quest for answers brings her face-to-face with her previous tormentor. She finds herself once more in the deep woods, not only fighting for answers…but also for her life.

Deep in the Woods is a highly emotionally charged story that could leave some readers uncomfortable.

After a few years away from the BDSM scene, Sophie re-enters in the hope of conquering the demons of her past. While she’s there she meets Dave, a dominant male who is intrigued by her and wants more of a relationship with her. Together they fight her past for the chance of having a future together.

This story has a lot of twists inside. I really felt for Sophie and she cannot remember everything that happened to her in her previous relationship. However, her reactions set things in motion. She wants to know what happened. I like the way the author explores the conflicting emotions with the characters. Dave wants to protect her while Sophie wants to know what happened.

This will have some content that may offend some readers. I had tears in my eyes when I discovered the truth. This shows BDSM in a positive light with the right man and the negativity with the wrong type of person. Annabel Joseph is the first author I know to do this and I found this read refreshing in that it highlights the bad that can happen in some relationships.


Extreme BDSM. Lots of emotion and some stuff that will leave you with tears. An excellent read and one I thoroughly enjoyed reading with the emotionally charged characters.

Releasing Kate by Cyna Kade

Kate Logan is unaware of her genetic imprint. All her life, she’s suppressed the dark longings that haunt her. Twenty-first-century women should not want alpha males to protect or dominate them.

Michael Kyle immediately recognizes Kate as his mate. He can send violent sexual visions to her but she doesn’t seem to understand what that means. She’s unaware and untrained.

He’s ready to show Kate that pain can liberate her pleasure. But first, he has to break through her resistance. She thinks her needs are wrong and fears her craving to submit to the sexual demands of this dominant man. Michael has to be patient—gradually increase her sexual pain to free her sexual pleasure and acceptance of her submissive heritage. If he rushes the process, or if he can’t break through her barriers, she won’t survive their mating.

Releasing Kate was an intriguing tale that has you wondering what will happen next. Kate Logan doesn’t know anything about her genetic imprint. All she knows is how to suppress her secret desires because a woman shouldn’t want an alpha male to protect her in the twenty-first century. I love reading about dominant men and this was right up my alley.

When Michael goes to work at the hospital where Kate is the sparks fly between them. She wants to submit to him but she fights it. He knows what she is and he’s determined to awaken her. I like his dominance within the story. Michael wants to open her mind to the pleasures they can have together. The temptation he explores is really hot. I had to fan myself a few times.

The moment she agrees to go with him to his house and she starts to open up to BDSM was great reading. He teases, he torments and he had me screaming to stop taking his time.

Kate fights her nature and I enjoyed watching her open up. This for me showed an air of realism with the struggle she had to give over control even though she wanted to.

For My Master bu Suz deMello

Agent Kathie Belmont has long lusted after her boss, Ross Guerrero, but has never plucked up the courage even to flirt with him. Could he be the strong but tender master she craves?

Ross wants Kathie in his life—and on her knees. But the constraints of their jobs with an ultra-secret U.S. security agency have come between them.

Until the sadistic drug-trafficker El Silencio is tempted into a deal with Ross’ undercover persona—a deal that will go down at a BDSM party. With Kathie disguised as his sex slave, Ross sets out to bring down the criminal gang, and perhaps tempt Kathie into performing her role for the long run.

For My Master is one super-charged novella. If you like an exciting plot, some seriously steamy sex and great characters that are clearly going to have endless spicy adventures in the future, then this is one for you.

I adored the connection between Ross and Kathie and how the author set up their teetering-on-admitting-their-true-feelings for each another right from the very beginning. I didn’t have to sit around long to see the action start and I completely relished the way Jake insisted they practiced the D/s relationship and rules before they went undercover—H.O.T.

The tattoo scene had me squirming and panting—I hadn’t seen that coming! The baddies really were super bad as well as being perverted and extreme, and the ending left me wanting more…

Best Bits:

“What should I bring, sir?”
“Not much. Toiletries, makeup, your sexiest shoes. I’ll supply everything else.”

“I’m gonna come, now, baby, and I might be a little rough. Can you take it?”

But couldn’t she help decide what tattoo would be inked into her most private flesh?

“Babe, you’d grab attention dressed in a burlap bag.”


A satisfying, fast-paced read, well written and adeptly articulated, this is a definite if you like D/s and want to loose yourself in a cops-behaving-deliciously-badly plot!

Connections by Selena Kitt

Shy, lonely Cathy, who dropped out of college to spite her mother, now works in a local grocery store and makes phone calls – completely random phone calls to strangers – just to make a human connection. When a strange coincidence forces her to actually speak to the person on the other end of the phone one night, she is suddenly thrust back into the world, with all its risks and potential vulnerability. Will Seth be able to draw Cathy back into the land of the living?

This was a good free story, the author’s voice very readable, the pace good and the premise intriguing.

There was something dark and edgy about the protagonist who likes to make prank phone calls and wait silently until the receiver of her wordless attentions hangs up. She’s a well-rounded character in that you get to know a lot about her life but at the same time, she’s not your average girl—but then who is?

Making nuisance calls thrills her, she enjoys having the upper hand, until, that is, she calls Seth and meets her match.

I felt her tension about the unnerving coincidence when he says her name. The way she quickly has a rapport going with him is sweet and I could see why she relaxed with him the way she did. Seth is so cool about her random dialing and the way that has brought them together. It is odd but somehow hopelessly romantic and the book doesn’t disappoint as their relationship progresses.

Best Bits:

“City Morgue,” the voice says, “You kill ‘em, we chill ‘em.”

I’m desperate to hang up and break the connection, but the habit is too ingrained. He has to hang up first—and soon.

“Well, congratulations, I think you may be weirder than I am.”


I enjoyed Connections, it was well written and held a nice spark that set it apart from many other erotic romances around at the moment. I recommend grabbing a copy and I will be more than happy to read more by Selena Kitt.


Torquere Want YOU! Calls for Submissions


It's hard to think of Halloween with all this deep summer heat going on, but it'll be here before we know it! And we're going to have a Halloween Sip Extravaganza on October 31st.
The theme of Halloween is extremely wide open -- it can be paranormal or fantasy/urban fantasy, it can be contemporary focused on October 31, call it Halloween or Samhain. As long as there is some element to tie your story to the general theme of Halloween it fits. Humans, demons, angels, vampires, elves, werewolves, shifters of all kinds, fairies, whatever otherworldly creature you can think of -- they're all welcome here.
Word count is 3000 to 8000 words. Deadline for submissions is September 20, 2012. Please send all submissions to with Halloween Sip in the subject line. For formatting questions or other content questions, please refer to our general guidelines, here:


Zombie stories are hot right now... and here at Torquere Press we think they could be even hotter! Get your delicious brains churning, and give us your unique, zombie-themed love stories! Is your hero a zombie-slayer -- or is he in love with one? Maybe your hero is desperately searching for a cure to
save an infected loved one. Maybe he's the one making the zombies in the first place. Maybe he's even a zombie himself!
These are the stories we want to showcase in "He Loves Me for My Brainsss", a new anthology of sexy, romantic m/m stories about men finding love in the face of a zombie crisis. All settings and heat ratings are welcome, but we're looking for strong characters in fully realized, happy-ending stories with a little more zing to them than the "survivors meet and fall in love" stock standard. Note: While it is true that the undead can be sexy, and it is also true that part of the fun of zombies is their gross-out factor, we ask that you avoid combining these two elements directly, in order to appeal to the widest possible audience.
Any word count from 5000 words and up is welcome, no stories shorter than the minimum please. Stories should be sent to with Brainsss Anthology in the subject line. Deadline for submission is October 1, 2012 for a projected January 2013 publication. Stories will be contracted for first time print and electronic rights, and payment will be $50.00 US plus contributor copies. Please see our general submission guidelines for how to format your submission.


Just like Masks Off! this anthology starts with a masquerade. That's where things diverge, though. Masks Off Too will focus on the same themes of mystery, seduction, reveal, only this time beneath that extra layer are vampires!
Stories for Masks Off Too! should be sexy, romantic male/male tales where at least one partner is a vampire, and may include light BDSM, though that is not a necessary element. Stories should be between 5000 and 12000 words long, and should be submitted in full with a synopsis and author biography.
Send submissions to with Masks Off Too! in the subject line. Payment is a $50.00 flat fee for first time electronic and print rights for three years, and a print copy of the book. No reprints, please. Deadline for submissions is November 15, 2012 for February 2013
(mardi gras!) publication.


Like your short stories with a little bondage, dominance, spanking, or submission? So do we! In fact, we like BDSM play stories so much that we’re giving them their own category. Tales of Leather will be a part of our Sip short story line, but will be guaranteed to bring on all the hot BDSM action that readers crave with a new Sip line cover that will reflect the content. Please follow Sip guidelines for submission, stories should be sent to with Tales of Leather in your email subject line.

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Thursday, 9 August 2012

New Release!


An erotic short story. When a woman wants to experiment, how does she ask for more?

This short story also features the first two chapters of That Filthy Book by Lily Harlem and Natalie Dae.

Buy Now! Only 77p or $1.20!

Monday, 6 August 2012

The Gift – Part One of The Pet Shop Trilogy by K D Grace

In appreciation for a job well done, Stella James’s boss sends her a Pet – a human Pet. The mysterious Tino arrives equipped with a collar a leash and an erection, and Stella quickly learns that keeping Pets, especially this one, is extremely addictive. Will a chance meeting with reclusive philanthropist, Vincent Evanston, who looks an awful lot like Tino, but couldn’t be more different, double Stella’s pleasure or just be double trouble?

The premise of a pet shop that dealt with human pets fascinated me and I was thrilled to grab myself a copy of The Gift (part one of The Pet Shop trilogy) and settled down with a cup of tea for a good read.

I have enjoyed this author’s work before and this short novel was no exception. The Gift is beautifully written, utterly believable and seriously steamy. Tino is just fantastic and has gone straight to the top of my wish-list as a gift for any occasion!

The story jumps straight into the action and I was right there with Stella feeling her emotions, her anxieties and her attraction for the mute but gorgeous man bestowed upon her for the weekend. He’s a little mischievous, a lot sexy and he know his way around a woman’s body incredibly well.

Best Bits:

The very first line – “You can’t be serious,” O’Kelly said, nearly dropping the phone. “You can’t really mean to give Stella James Tino for the whole weekend. Wouldn’t a nice gift voucher from Selfridges be more appropriate?”

“Stella had to admit, a whole lot of neurotic could be overlooked in exchange for a hot weekend with someone that tall and that hot.”

The Pet instruction manual is priceless – “If, however your Pet is not shy, he or she may try to initiate sexual contact. DO NOT ALLOW THIS. It is the keeper who must choose when sex takes place.”

Without giving anything away, I adored the dark alley bit when Tino was pushed to the edge of staying in character.

Verdict: Unique, edgy, sexy and artfully crafted are just a few words I would use to describe The Gift. I am thoroughly looking forward to reading the rest of the series.

Monday, 23 July 2012

Why E-books Promote Books, Not Eradicate Them by Amber Rose Thompson

I’m a librarian by trade/profession and an erotic writer by passion. My days and nights are filled with books in either print or e-format. It is simple to say that I’m possessed with books. I love the sound of books being put on a library shelf; yes there is a distinct sound. I love the sound of paper being rifled through, pages shuffling against each other, the first crackle of a spine being opened. Despite my allergy to dust, I even love the smell of old books before bleach became so heavily used. And I’m fascinated by the art of book making. Whether it is via papyrus, sheep skin, wood pulp, or clay, how we solidify our knowledge into readable forms for person to person transmission is fascinating. We want to share knowledge, have knowledge expand, and let knowledge out to be aired and take wings.

So many times I’ve heard people say libraries are doomed, that e-Books will remove the need for print formats and make brick and mortar buildings obsolete. Part of me suspects this belief is about as old as knowledge itself and people thought that way around the time of the Library of Alexandria. It has never happened and never will. We need people to share access to books and help preserve them. But, eBooks are powerful and should be respected as a new format. Here is why I think eBooks will help make erotica more mainstream.

One, eBooks are jacket or cover less. I am just as bad as anyone else. I can easily fall for a gorgeous book cover and want to read the book simply because of the graphics on the cover. We are visual creatures. Why else would porn work so easily on us? The VCR and Internet run on the fact we like to see our information with all the moving and colorful bits included. There is a drawback to covers though. Covers blare out the contents. It is nigh on impossible to tell someone you are reading a book on the economics of power struggles when there is a half-naked body on the cover. With eBook no one knows what you are reading.

Two, one leads directly into the next idea and which is eBooks can go anywhere. You can read about the man’s large cock or the woman’s enormous breasts while on the subway, during a meeting break, at the doctor’s office, during a PTA meeting, etc., and no one knows what you are looking at. For all they know you are checking your stocks and learning about Power Point fundamentals. E-Books take the shame out of reading and once you start reading smut everywhere and anywhere the dirtiness or badness of doing so wanes.

Three, books can get their teething done in eBook format and then gain molars in print form. Take Fifty Shades of Grey. The book started as an eBook download and once it gained notoriety it went into print form. Even my library, which carries nothing racy, has a reserve list of over sixteen hundred people waiting to read it. In the past, books could only be put into print and this lessened access to publication for most people. With the whirlwind of eBook popularity, anyone with Internet access can create a book, publish it online, and allow for downloads. The publishing world opens up exponentially as does access to erotica.

Four, by allowing books to start directly in eBook format, small publishers can create an online presence and build a following that may or may not branch into print formats. The idea that more people can add to the information in existence means more readers can find just the right kind of smut or erotica for her or him, and that is a very, very good thing.

This is why I think eBooks rock, but there is one other reason too, and that is visual accessibility. With eBook readers, the font size, font color, and line spacing can be altered by the reader. This means people with visual impairments still have access to erotica. I’ve never seen large print erotica for sale which means a portion of the populace is prohibited from the enjoyment of a really, hot, good tale.

Ebooks are fabulous and I have two eReaders myself! Well, plus the Kindle app on my phone. J

I write under the pen name Amber Rose Thompson. Why don’t I use my legal name? Well, I don’t want to be fired from my day job, now do I? By day, I am a public librarian working in the metropolis of New York City. I write the kinds of books that will never be offered at my library or even considered. And that is why I use a fictitious name. It is a bit sad to promote reading by day and hide my own writing while doing so. Before work, on lunch, break, and after work I write hot, erotic tales that I hope will make readers squirm and fan themselves. My one major hurdle in writing is my kitten who believes laps are for sleeping, not laptops. With this hindrance, I often write one-handed, and not for the reason your dirty mind is thinking. I hold the laptop with one hand and type with the other so my little bundle of fur can purr in her sleep. My muse for writing is my lovely and amazing partner who I’ve been married to for sixteen wonderful years. We all must get our inspiration from somewhere after all. My marriage is an interesting one, while we have been married for awhile, we actually have two marriage certificates. You see part way through our marriage we both transitioned to the opposite gender. I told you my marriage was different. I am a trans man writing under a female name, talk about gender bending and mental games.

Primal Needs
Sanya’s Nights
Pushing Boundaries
Scheherezade’s Gift
Taken Bi Love

Tied To Passion

"Amber Rose Thompson is an excellent writer." - Laura Antoniou, author, The Marketplace Series
Scheherezade’s Gift: Beth’s Wild and Crazy Book Reviews- “Wow talk about a hot sexy book…who knew going to the bookstore so often would get you a magical book that gets you laid by the man of your dreams.”

Tied To Passion: Sizzling Hot Books Reviews- “Tied to Passion is not for the faint of hearted...I would recommend Tied to Passion to those who enjoy erotic romances...”

Tied To passion: BDSM Book Reviews- “ Based on sex scene alone, I would have rated this book a 4 paddle because it made me want to jump my husband after reading it....I recommend this book for BDSM light readers who like to read about a bringing an innocent to the dark side.”


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Tuesday, 17 July 2012

Excerpt: Doubtless by Cat Grant

Hello, everyone! Thanks for joining me on my Doubtless blog tour. (Didn’t I just do this last month? And the month before, and the month before that…) Leave a comment and you might win one of my backlist books!
Doubtless isn’t your typical romance – in fact, it’s more of a story about unrequited love and self-discovery – but that doesn’t mean it’s lacking in steamy encounters. Here’s a taste to whet your appetites . . .

It was murky inside [the club], except for the eerie glow of black lights that sent ghosts dancing over Steve’s eyeballs. The bar spanned the left wall, customers packed in three deep, waving money, trying to get the bartender’s attention. A dance floor ringed with tables stood right and center. Vision still adjusting, Steve followed as Dylan deftly elbowed his way through the crowd, leading him to a postage-stamp-sized table.
“Double scotch, right?” Dylan said, not bothering to wait for Steve’s nod before heading back to the bar, the crowd immediately swallowing him up.
Steve pulled out a wobbly chair and sat down, bass-heavy dance music blasting his eardrums from a speaker in the ceiling directly above. He was well on his way to a pounding headache by the time Dylan returned, drinks in hand. “Thanks,” he said, saluting Dylan with his glass before downing half of it in one gulp.
He hadn’t even realized he’d clenched his hands until Dylan’s warm, soft fingers closed over his and slipped something into his palm.
“Aspirin,” Dylan said, leaning over the table so Steve wouldn’t have to strain to hear him. “Want me to get you some water?”
Steve shook his head, knocking back the pills with another mouthful of scotch. “Thanks.”
“No problem. I have to look after my date, right?”
Date? There went that weird zing! again—especially when Dylan flashed him that devastating smile.
“Mind if I ask you something, Steve?”
“Go ahead.”
“Why did you invite me to dinner the other night?”
Steve’s hands clenched around his glass. It was a simple question, so why was he at a loss for an answer?
“I, I guess because . . . well, I wanted the company,” he said finally. “You’re an interesting guy, and I’ve enjoyed our conversations—”
“But you haven’t fucked me yet. Why?”
He blinked, mouth instantly dry. “Uh, I’m not—”
“Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate being wined and dined as much as the next guy, but you really don’t have to. I’m what you’d call a sure thing.” His hand covered Steve’s again, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Or are you the kind of guy who likes a little romance first?”
Dylan stood without waiting for an answer and tugged Steve along with him, leading him out onto the dance floor. Wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him close, swaying to the slow, bluesy tune pouring from the speakers. Still half in shock, Steve stood there with his heart pounding, his cheek grazing Dylan’s. Inhaled the scent of his cologne until the blood roared between his ears, and it was all he could do to sink his fingers into Dylan’s crisp white shirt and hold on.
The throbbing between his temples slowly began to subside, the music washing over him, seeping into his bones. Up went his arms, looping loosely around Dylan’s neck. Scotch-scented breath wafted over his cheek, followed by a rough rasp of stubble—ginger stubble, just like Connor’s—then the touch of lips on his, warm, moist, and utterly devastating . . .
His knees buckled, the floor dropping away, heady euphoria washing over him, practically drowning him, his heart thrashing in his chest . . .
Then those soft lips were gone—no, not gone, feathering across his cheek, pausing to nip at his earlobe, strong supple hands smoothing up his trembling back. “It’s okay, baby,” Dylan whispered. “I’m going to take good care of you, you’ll see.”

Loving your best friend is hard . . . especially when he's marrying someone else.
On the surface, Steve Campbell seems to have it all: a beautiful home, a snazzy car, and a dream job as one of the country’s top 3-D optics researchers. But underneath, he’s restless and dissatisfied, tired of empty encounters with leggy lab assistants and endless evenings alone.
A chance meeting with a handsome escort lifts Steve’s spirits and opens his eyes to his long-repressed attraction to men—and his love for his best friend and business partner, Connor Morrison.
Connor might’ve loved Steve like that once, but now it’s too late for their happily ever after; Connor’s about to ask his boyfriend to marry him. Fortunately, it's never too late to learn about yourself, and maybe Steve can find a happy ending on his own. 

EPIC Award–winning author Cat Grant lives by the sea in beautiful Monterey, California, with one persnickety feline and entirely too many books and DVDs. When she's not writing, she sings along (badly!) to whatever's on her iPod shuffle, watches lots of movies, and fantasizes about kinky sex with Michael Fassbender.
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