The Blackraven's Erotic Cafe

Blackraven's Erotic Cafe Has A New Home...

2010-11-08T00:24:00.000-06:00

Hello Everyone,

The Blackraven's Erotic Cafe is currently under construction. We have a new website, which also means a new URL. The new address for The Blackraven's Erotic Cafe is

http://www.theblackraveneroticcafe.com

While we are still adding the final touches, but everything is operational in that we are posting. In addition, you are able to make comments. For those of you who were following us through Google Friends Connect, do not despair. We were able to move everyone over to the new website without you having to sign up again. However, if you're like me and you also follow The Blackraven's Erotic Cafe through Google Reader, you will need the new subscription URL to receive the posts, which is shown below.

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We are doing our best to finish the updates on the new site and make it functional and fun for everyone, so please be patient with us as we try to make the site better for you.

Thank you in advance for your patience and understanding as we try to provide you with more opportunities at The Blackraven's Erotic Cafe.

Blackraven

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In accordance with new federal regulations, I am divulging that "yes" I'm an Amazon Associate. If you click on one of the books on my side bar that's connected to Amazon or my Amazon Store, I will receive a nominal percentage of your purchase. Trust me when I say, nominal is being nice. I became an Amazon Associate because of their cool widgets and to help you better locate books. If you have any questions for me, please feel free to contact me off-line at theblackraven36 AT yahoo DOT com.

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Updates & A Contest by Dee Tenorio

2010-10-08T16:13:00.000-05:00

Good afternoon everyone,

I hope that you're having an awesome Friday. I haven't forgotten about the Inquiring Minds segment and of course there will be goodies given away. The reason that I haven't started the topic of discussion is because we're in the process of moving The Cafe to it's new, super sexy home.

As some of you know, I've moved Dark Divas Reviews and Blackraven's Reviews to a new home and now it's The Cafe's turn. You guys didn't think I'd leave you out of all of the fun...did you? Anyway, The Cafe is going to be down over the weekend and hopefully will be back up and running smoothly again on Monday. So, keep your fingers crossed.

Since I can't giveaway some goodies today, my good friend Dee Tenorio has agreed to help me out. For the first 25 GFC followers to sign up on her blog, you'll be entered to win an e-book of your choice from her backlist. Want to know how to enter?

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Check Out the Blackraven's Halloween Antics & Giveaway at The Damm Blog...

2010-10-06T10:11:00.002-05:00

Good morning everyone,

I'm blogging today at The Damm Blog and giving away some goodies. That's right! I'm blogging. I know! I know! The Blackraven never blogs about herself, but today I am.

Eliza Gayle is hosting her month long October Bash that involves everything paranormal. So, she asked me to be a guest and I couldn't say no. So, if you want to learn more about how The Blackraven came about, what are some of my most memorable Halloween Antics, and what movies have played a major role in my world that involves the paranormal realm, then be sure to drop by.

Did I forget to mention that I'm giving one lucky winner three (3) books as a prize. That's right! So, click on the banner below and show me some love.

I'll be back in a bit to show you some more love with my Inquiring Minds segment.

Thanks again and good luck!

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New Releases: Samhain Publishing

2010-10-05T10:03:00.001-05:00

Happy Hour

by Mari Carr

Last call? She’ll take a double. Straight up, please…

From the Black & White Collection

For six years, widow Grace Wright’s days have been filled as a single working mother. Now, with her daughter graduating, her nest is yawning before her, wide and empty. And so is the upcoming weekend. Invited out by her coworkers, she decides it’s time to turn that corner and get on with her life.

Jamie’s had his eye on Grace for years, but it never seemed the right time to approach her. Tonight, something’s different. The sexual signals she’s giving off are unmistakable—and he’s not the only man in the bar who’s noticed. His best friend, Trey, is breaking a sweat just looking at the delectable English teacher.
The two men make her the offer of a lifetime, and Grace doesn’t hesitate. For one night, Jamie and Trey indulge her every desire, every fantasy, every naughty craving. In the morning Trey is gone with the wind, but Jamie is holding on to every moment as if he never wants to let go. Leaving her wondering if another chance at forever is too much to ask…

Warning: Contains a red-hot ménage, anal sex, graphic language, bondage and toys. Serve with a tall, cool one with plenty of ice. How ’bout another round?

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Undertow

by Moira Rogers

Being needed isn’t half as desirable as being wanted.

Building Sanctuary, Book 2

Victor left behind a life of crime to focus on a new vision—helping his alpha build an island sanctuary for werewolves. Harsh experiences prepared him for the hardships involved, except when it comes to dealing with the young female refugees of the brutal Boston pack—especially Simone, who rouses his inner wolf like no other. A woman he must resist, or risk becoming just the latest man to make demands on her.

Born to wealth and privilege, Simone lost everything when she fell for the seductive whispers of the textile heir who turned her. Once adrift, now she is fired by a new sense of purpose—the chance to broker peace between werewolves and European wizards. Yet even as Europe beckons, her instincts—the same ones that led to trouble before—keep drawing her back to Victor.

During a sailing trip to the mainland for supplies, Victor finds it impossible to hold himself aloof from the warm, engaging Simone. And when a winter storm traps them together during a full moon, she breaks through his walls so easily and completely, the question is no longer how he’ll stay away, but how he’ll let her go.

Warning: This novella contains werewolves engaged in such improbable (but legal) activities as lobster fishing and sailing during nor’easters. The breaking and entering and instinct-driven sex on every surface in someone else’s summer cottage is a little more criminal

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Hurt Me

by Joely Sue Burkhart

One sub to please the Master…in any way he wishes.

Victor Connagher is no stranger to the Dallas BDSM scene. As CEO of a risqué cable channel that caters to adventurous adults, he ensures the lifestyle is portrayed in a positive light. He even supports a local bondage club. Yet behind the cool, confident mask, Victor lives in fear.

Once, and only once, he lost control of his inner Dom—and it cost him his fiancée. Now, no one knows how hard he works to keep his darker appetite for pain buried. No matter how much his saucy, confident associate producer makes his fingers itch to once again take up his riding crop.

Shiloh Holmes is a sub, but she’s no doormat. She’s always suspected Victor has the skills to feed her insatiable need for pain, and now she’s found the perfect way to crack his formidable control. Develop a new reality show, America’s Next Top sub…and dare him to compete.

Week after week, as Shiloh fearlessly challenges the real Victor to come out of hiding, he realizes his past mistake was only a blow to his pride. If he loses Shiloh, he could lose his heart.

Warning: Explicit sex, BDSM, reality television, a very reluctant Dom, an audacious sub willing to do anything to win for him, and one very wicked riding crop.

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The Brass Box

by K.M. Mahoney

Is it real, or just smoke and mirrors?

As a member of the British gentry, Marcus Fleetwood-Smythe’s life is an endless round of responsibility and duty. Charged with finding a magician for his sister’s upcoming wedding, he ventures out into the pouring rain and finds Teague, whose free spirit calls to Marcus. And makes him hunger for anything and everything his position won’t allow him to have.

Teague’s stock in trade are his wandering feet and the rather odd lineage that takes the wonders he performs on stage beyond the ordinary. But there’s nothing more magical than the sparks that fly between him and Marcus. Except the duty-bound Marcus fears letting go of a life that’s smothering him almost as much as he fears discovery.

Desire fans the flames until it flares into forbidden passion, leaving Marcus poised on the precipice of the most frightening choice of his life. Risk everything for the man who holds his heart…or watch his one chance at forever vanish in a puff of smoke.

Warning: Two stubborn men, one steamy carriage ride, and a little bit of magic may produce more than a few sparks.

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Demons Are A Ghoul's Best Friend

by Wynne Hayworth

If she’s a tree fairy, how come he’s the one with the wood?

Afterglow, Book 2

Detective Cheney Fisher is used to the back-of-the-neck feeling that tells him he’s being watched. When attorney Pandora Jackson strides into the precinct, he’s the one doing the watching—and drooling. Her mile-long legs and fiery hair encase a sharp legal mind and a body he’d like to de-brief.

Despite his effort to keep his powers on the down-low, Pandora knows that Cheney is uniquely qualified to solve her problem—evaluating a strangely unfriendly bit of evidence from a court case. But it’s her instant attraction to the detective that scares her. Any loss of control and her powerful Fae ability could consume her, body and soul.

A suspicious fire in Pandora’s apartment drives Cheney’s suspicion that she’s being stalked by a very real threat. Bringing her under protection is the only option, even though proximity means there’s no way to fight the searing passion erupting between them.

Cheney’s instincts are spot-on, though. A madman with a taste for unnatural selection has a plan for Pandora. The only way to fight it is trust themselves, their powers…and each other.

Warning:Refrigerate after opening. This book contains scenes of magic, illusion and scorching hot fairy sex. There are also a few murders, a super sexy cop, a giggle or two, and a tip of the hat to Mother Nature. It is, of course, fiction, but was written using 100% organically grown words.

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The Concubine's Tale

by Jennifer Colgan

Separated in time. United by forbidden passion…

When an ancient papyrus scroll comes up for auction, gallery curator Cait Lang draws the distasteful task of notifying her boss’s favorite client, Grant Pierson. The rare art and antiquities collector’s arrogance grates on her nerves, but most of all she resents her own weakness for his athletic body and deep brown eyes.

It’s the hieroglyphic scroll that draws Grant to a private, after-hours showing at the gallery. But the lovely Cait’s narration of the erotically charged story captures his interest. Determined to hear the rest of the tale—and spend more time in Cait’s company—he convinces her to join him for dinner.

The intricate, sensual tale transports Cait’s and Grant’s imaginations into the past. And the depictions of sexually charged temple rituals inspire them to explore their own hidden passions—in Grant’s apartment.

Even as Grant succumbs to Cait’s charms, the drive to own the scroll hums in the back of his mind. If he isn’t careful, though, he’ll not only lose the chance to hear the end of the story, he’ll lose something more precious. The missing piece of his own life—Cait.

This book has been previously published.

Warning: This title contains explicit, forbidden sex, ritual sex, a sex god, and naughty hieroglyphics.

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Guest Authors in the Spotlight: Four Play Anthology by Maya Banks and Shayla Black

2010-10-05T08:28:00.001-05:00

FOUR PLAY anthology
Publisher: Berkley HEAT
Genre: Erotic Romance/menage a quatre
ISBN: 978-0425236697
Release Date: October 5, 2010

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Kelsey Rena is an enigma. She’s a girly-girl who’s wild for football, craves action movies, and loves knocking back a cold beer with her three best friends–all male. She’s a puzzle, too, when it comes to sex. Here are three hot guys always ready and within reach and she’s never seemed interested. So who is the lucky mystery man satisfying the girl of their secret dreams? The three pals plan to find out. And when they do, they’ll see a side of Kelsey they’ve only dared to fantasize about.

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“Two great stories… If you are going to read erotic romance, read what should be considered the gold standard. Read everything Maya Banks and Shayla Black.” ~ Whipped Cream Reviews

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Guest Author in the Spotlight: Entice Me At Twilight by Shayla Black

2010-10-05T08:25:00.001-05:00

Entice Me At Twilight
Doomsday Brethren Series, Book 4 – Duke’s story
Publisher: Pocket Books
Genre: Paranormal/Urban Fantasy Romance
ISBN: 978-1439166772
Release Date: October 26, 2010
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In national bestselling author Shayla Black’s electrifying new novel, the Doomsday Brethren fight their mortal enemy for the newest weapon in a bloody magical war: the only woman a magical warrior shouldn’t claim…and the one he can’t resist.

Dangerously handsome Simon Northam, Duke of Hurstgrove, and his uptight barrister brother hardly get along, but crashing Mason’s wedding and stealing his fiancée take sibling rivalry to a new level. Duke’s family knows nothing of his magical prowess or the Doomsday Brethren, so how can he explain that mankind’s fate lies with the beautiful, tenacious bride he longs to seduce for himself?

Felicia is an Untouchable, a rare human whose presence disables magic—even the impenetrable forces surrounding Morganna le Fay’s tomb. The evil witch’s malicious powers could propel nefarious wizard Mathias to ultimate world domination . . . if he can resurrect her. To conceal herself, Felicia must heed her simmering desires to mate with Duke, but he risks binding his life—and sanity—to a lover whose loyalty may be forever torn. He faces a terrible choice: betray his brother for ultimate survival . . . or lose the woman who tempts him beyond control.

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The next few minutes passed in tense silence until, finally, Duke pulled off the motorway at the only bit of civilization visible. A few scattered cottages, looking as old as the tiny village itself, squatted on a dark, narrow road. At the end, nestled in trees, a plain mid-century house appeared, only visible because his headlights reflected off the front windows.

As he steered the convertible closer, he noted a faint air of lonesomeness. He pulled up in the drive and turned to Felicia. “Wait here.”

He hopped out of the car and sprinted to the little cottage door. A few envelopes bulged out of the mail slot. A peek through the window revealed newspapers littering the floor. No one had been home for days.

Praying the inhabitants were away for the holiday, Duke returned to the car, then followed the drive around the back of the house. He cut the lights and the engine.

“Who lives here?” she asked, frowning.

No idea. “A friend. Let’s go.”

Felicia grabbed his arm as he began to climb out of the car. “You’re lying.”

How could she know that? “We’ll only be here a few hours. Come on.”

“We can’t just barge into someone’s home!”

“This is life or death. We haven’t time to be polite.”

She dug in her heels. “We’re staying in separate rooms, yes?”

It would be wiser for his self-control, but… Duke shook his head. “I’ll do my utmost to respect your privacy. But I can’t let this…man get his hands on you, Felicia. I won’t risk you.

‘Depraved’ is too kind a word to describe him.”

She hesitated, then sighed. “All right.”

Her acceptance of the situation relieved him and made him a bit proud. She was smart and practical…and driving him mad with lust.

At he walked around to help her out of the car, he murmured, “Stay close to me.”

Felicia exited, shivering as she scanned their surroundings. He slung an arm around her and drew her against his side.

Bristling, she backed away. “I’m perfectly fine. There’s no one about.”

“You’d be surprised by the things that go bump in the night.” He smiled grimly at her. “Besides, you’re freezing. Let’s go.”

The moment they stepped away from the car, the January wind whipped through them anew. She shivered in the delicate lace of her wedding dress and crossed her arms, huddling into herself to keep warm.

Stubborn woman. Duke shrugged out of his coat.

“Oh, no. You don’t—”

Felicia didn’t even finish her protest before he settled his dinner jacket over her shoulders. Almost instantly, she sank deep into the warmth of the coat.

“Warmer?”

Felicia buried her hands in the lapels and inhaled deeply. Duke was already hard, but his erection turned painful.

Cheeks red, she lifted her face from the garment and nodded. “T—thank you.”

At the door, Duke hesitated. If Felicia weren’t with him, he’d simply wave a hand and let his magic open the door. He couldn’t send her two hundred meters away now. Too dangerous. So in addition to kidnapping, less than four hours later, he’d be adding breaking and entering to his criminal repertoire. Wouldn’t Mum be proud?

He reared back to elbow out a little pane of glass above the handle when Felicia tapped his shoulder. She held the key in her hand.

“Where did you find that?”

She gestured to her feet. “Flower pot. I keep my spare there as well.”

Very smart. Duke grabbed the key and stepped forward to open the door for Felicia.

They stepped into the cozy little house with its neutral colors and masculine touches. Duke closed the door behind her and locked it. Just in case, he tried to magically secure the door…but nothing. Damn. He’d have to keep her close and take other precautions.

He passed her on the narrow stairwell, his body brushing hers at the chest, and thighs. He steadied her with his hands on her shoulders. All right, it was an excuse to touch her. The yearning to press her bare flesh against him and unleash his need for her pounded him again, growing dangerously with every moment they were together. Only thoughts of Mason and Mathias enabled him to release her and trek down the hall.

Duke opened the first door. A slightly musty scent drifted out, as if no one had slept here recently. He flipped on the nearby lamp. The room was stark, masculine, minimal, and very small. The owner had squeezed an armoire, a wooden bench, and one narrow tester bed into the room.

It was going to be a long night.

Biting back a curse, Duke ushered Felicia into the bedroom. He took another glance at the little bed. His gut tightened. “Would you like the shower first?”

“If you don’t mind…”

Duke gestured to the adjacent room, and she edged past him, flipped on the light to reveal glossy black tiles lining a stark white shower, then turned. His gaze locked with hers, squeezing the air from his lungs, until she closed the door between them.

Letting out a breath, Duke tore off his shoes, coat, tie, and shirt. He’d rather strip down and ease this aching erection, but Felicia was forbidden, and wanking off to thoughts of her would not be helpful, he knew from experience. Besides, he must stay focused on her safety.

Lifting the dark wooden blinds, he looked outside at the night around him, alert for any signs of menace. He couldn’t see a damn thing beyond the trees, but Mathias must be out there searching, waiting for him to fuck up and expose Felicia to danger.

Suddenly, Felicia opened the bathroom door and peeked out, her face hesitant. “Can you help me? I hate to ask…”

“Anything,” he vowed, crossing the room to her.

She bit her lip. “My dress…”

Then turned her back to him. A row of small satin buttons secured the lace gown from her neck to her waist—twenty of them, at least. And she wanted him to unfasten them? Unwrap her like a package?

A fresh wave of desire swamped him, nearly overwhelming. Dear God, how could he touch those buttons—her skin—and not take more?

Felicia cast a nervous glance over her shoulder again, moving the thick tumble of golden curls that had fallen from her twist out of his way.

Duke did his best to school his face and soothe her as he closed the distance between them. His heart revved, his palms turned damp. He wanted her so badly, he could hardly walk right.

She’s not yours.

With shaking hands, he reached for the first button at the creamy flesh of her neck, just below the wispy curls rioting near her hairline. Another button, then a second, a third…revealing the line of her spine and the softest skin. With each button, Duke exposed more and more of her, and his greedy gaze ate up every inch. The dress fell away, baring the delicate slopes of her shoulders, her upper back, the hint of her small waist.

His breathing turned ragged. As close as he was, Felicia couldn’t possibly fail to notice.

Two buttons left. He reached for the first, and couldn’t resist caressing one fingertip down her spine. She shuddered and looked back, wide-eyed, pupils dilated. She bit her plump bottom lip between her teeth, her breathing sounding harsh in the silence.

Dear God, she was aroused.

Grabbing the last button, he twisted it, sliding it free of its mooring. He had to get away from her before he did something they’d both regret.

The dress sagged forward, and she caught it—but not until it fell from her bare shoulders and slid toward her hips, revealing a bit of the white lacy knickers he yearned to rip from her body.

“Thank you,” she breathed.

“You're welcome.” His voice sounded rusty, as if he hadn’t used it in years.

Walk away!

But he stood, rooted. Staring.

Felicia retreated—until her back hit the portal. With one hand, she grabbed the edge of the door. To steady herself? To shut it? With the other, she clutched her dress to her breasts. Duke still saw the shadow between them, pale, plump, tempting…

His gaze jerked up to her face. She stared back.

The lust thickening his blood nearly knocked him over, and Duke gripped the door jamb above her head for support. In forty-three years, he’d never felt anything like this.

This was totally unfamiliar and beyond his control.

Duke shuffled closer. Her body heat grabbed him across the mere ribbon of space between them. He leaned in, tilted his head, his gaze zeroed in on her lips, thoughts of tasting her storming through his head.

He was about to make the biggest mistake of his life.

“Stop me,” he murmured.

Felicia stared, breathless, silent.

Heart revving, Duke inched closer, enough to see the little line bisecting that lush lower lip and smell the peppermint of the holiday candy he’d given her in the car. “Felicia, stop me.”

But she swayed closer, her eyes fluttering shut. Her hand left the door and latched onto his bare shoulder. Her touch jolted his system, a lightning rod charging through him. Thought stopped, desire flared.

Yes, he was going to hell, but he’d go with her sweet taste on his tongue.

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Booksigning at Borders...

2010-10-04T13:40:00.002-05:00

Good afternoon everyone,

If you're like me and live in on around the Dallas/Arlington, Texas area (or feel like a roadtrip), several of your favorite authors will be there this coming Saturday. You know who I'm talking about, right? Awesome authors such as Maya Banks, Jaci Burton, Shelley Bradley/Shayla Black and Karen Whiddon. See the information below!

Saturday, October 9th

1 to 4 p.m.

Borders Books

4000 Arlington Highlands Blvd

Suite 101

Arlington, TX 76018

Here’s the link to Borders in Arlington

Don't miss out!!!

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Contest Winner: Liaison: Soul Bond Book One by Ambrielle Kirk

2010-10-04T13:13:00.001-05:00

Liaison: Soul Bond Book One

by Ambrielle Kirk

Blurb:

Fires raging in hell couldn’t match the hot, undeniable lust between a witch and a demon.

Hailed as Queen to her coven through the Ring of Power, Leona Moreau is the youngest witch leader to date. Lost in the Otherworld during her mother's reign, the Book of Power became Leona’s job to retain. Stuck in the Otherworld, Carrick struggles with an identity crisis and believes the Book of Power is the only bartering tool he can use to retrieve his soul from his evil, demonic father until Leona summons him to Earth. Attraction strikes between the witch and demon, but will Leona give up her fate as Queen to save Carrick’s soul?

Good afternoon everyone,

First, I want to than Ambrielle for her awesome giveaway. I must admit that he's one sexy demon and definitely grabbed my attention. I'd also like to thank everyone who came out and showed Ambrielle some love. You guys ROCK!

I just wanted to remind everyone that the lucky winner was selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG. I guess the ole saying the Early Bird Gets the Worm is true because the generator selected comment #1.

With that said...the lucky winner is...

JEN B.

Please contact me off-line at blackravenscontests [at] gmail [dot] com to claim your prize.

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Win a Copy of A Safe Harbor by Moira Rogers

2010-10-01T10:35:00.002-05:00

Win a copy of A Safe Harbor by Moira Rogers!

Find out how it all began...

During the bite of the Great Depression, sole female dominant Joan Fuller struggles against the rise of cruelty among her alpha counterparts. The men tolerate her interference--until she breaks from the pack and allies with a witch and a vampire. Now the Boston alpha intends to bring them all forcibly back into the fold--and teach her a lesson she may not survive.

Seamus Whelan and his werewolf bootleggers intend to retire from smuggling and savor their fortune, but first they must do a favor for an old friend: escort some female wolves to safety. An easy job, if their leader wasn't a prim ex-debutante with enough power to challenge Seamus himself. Chance makes them allies; powerful need makes them lovers.

Together, they have the opportunity to build a sanctuary for their kind, but first they must free themselves from Joan's past, and the powerful man who would see her destroyed.

Here are the rules:
1. Must be or become a member of The Cafe
2. Must leave a comment for a chance to win a digital copy of A Safe Harbor!
3. Must leave your name and email address in case you win
4. Must have fun

CONTEST ENDS: October 15, 2010

The winner will be selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG.

Good Luck Everyone!

If you want to enter to win more goodies, then check out Moira Rogers and Vivian Arend's contest that includes over $700 in free gifts. One of them even includes an eReader. How cool is that????? Just click on the button below to find out more and enter the fun!

This contest is a part of Moira Rogers' & Vivian Arend's Fall Frenzy Event. For your chance to win books, gift certificates, ereaders and more, visit http://www.moirarogers.com/contests/

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Author Spotlight & Giveaway: Liaison by Ambrielle Kirk

2010-09-30T13:21:00.004-05:00

Liaison: Soul Bond Book One

by Ambrielle Kirk

Coming Oct. 1st from Breathless Press

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Leona crossed her arms over her chest and arched a perfect brow. "So, you do have it?"

Her insistency for the book matched his stubbornness to keep what was his. After all, her mother had given it up, so it was no longer hers. Why did she really call him? Was she trying to connect the book to the lost souls…and the lost souls to him? She didn’t trust him anyway and had even accused him of being a soul-stealer. "Yes, I have the book. If it’s the souls you are looking for, I couldn’t save them…or that of your mother. That demon died in a fire and carried them with him."

She cringed and shook her head.

"Tell me why you want it back." He had a feeling the reasons were more than keeping the knowledge away from demons.

"There are secrets that you should’ve never learned."

"Because I’m demon?" His father had told him that he would never fit in on Earth, despite his half-human blood. Humans were taught to fear their kind.

"That’s the main reason."

Would he be able to drag the others out of her? How could he explain to a witch that he had thought long and hard many times about bartering for his soul with her book? "Why is it so important to you if your mother gave it up?"

Leona stiffened, but drew in a deep breath before she answered. "She was possessed…not in the right state of mind when the demon lured her to hand it over. We know she made a terrible mistake."

"A terrible mistake, huh?" Carrick couldn’t read the language, but he had a hunch that the secrets it kept were important to Leona. What would’ve happened to her and her coven if he’d traded in her book? "You’ve managed without the book for several decades. This would imply that you or members of your coven know everything by heart. Why was this knowledge even written?"

"Demon, you ask too many questions!" She jumped up, rushed towards him, and tried to snatch his bag.

He grabbed her wrists, before they could reach his satchel, and clutched her to his chest. Blood rushed through his veins, quickening his pulse. No one touched his bag.

Curtains fluttered and whipped about as witch fury and demon intensity clashed. Chairs and furniture rattled against the floorboards. The crystal balls seated on the coffee table swirled with their magic and grew black. Candles went out and the scent of burnt wick fogged the room.

Carrick leaned in to bury his nose into her sweet-smelling hair. His face brushed against her soft cheeks, and she stiffened in his arms. Once her body relaxed, he released her wrist and snaked an arm around her waist.

Her chest pressed against his and her heart pounded with his own. With no desire to move away, he continued to absorb her scent. A shield of energy pushed at him. He recalled the summon's circle and her powers. It would take more than a witch’s spell to run him off. Little did she know, her powers were like a magnet to him. Leona was living proof that one so different from other humans could still live in the real world among them."I feel your power, Leona. Your energy could cause much damage. Do you use this for anything else other than destruction?"

Her eyes gleamed with anger as she struggled to break his hold. "I am not a witch of destruction. If it weren’t for you demons running amok, I might be able to devote all my time to healing."

"When was the last time you had a lover?" Carrick traced the soft outline of her jaw and paused to stroke the small cleft in her chin. She was so perfect and her floral perfume enchanted him. He couldn't get enough of her smell. Stroking the delicate curvature of her neck and collarbone, the pulse in her vein sped up under his fingertips. His hardened cock pressed against her belly. "When was the last time you used your energy to please yourself?"

Her eyelashes swept her cheeks as her body became pliant in his arms. "I…I don’t know."

Carrick wanted to give her what her body obviously desired. He understood her ache because he’d known the same for all of his life. His own urges consumed him and he needed… "You need release. That’s your problem, isn’t it?"

Leona parted her lips, but nothing came out. He licked his own, anticipating the taste of her.

"Well, I’d very much like to help you with the solution. Wouldn’t you enjoy that?"

Lust-filled eyes opened to meet his, but not before he spotted the flicker of doubt in them. Her opposition didn’t surprise him. After all, he’d known conflict all his life. He started to release her, but to his surprise, she took his hand and wrapped it around her waist.

CONTEST

Good afternoon everyone,

I hope that you're having a wonderful Thursday. If you haven't tried any of Ambrielle Kirk's books, I strongly urge you to do so. And to help you out with this task, Ambrielle has agreed to give one lucky winner a copy of Liaison. Woo-hoo!

So, here's the deal...

Check out Ambrielle's site and under the books section, tell me which of her three books interest you the most and why? Easy-Peasy.

You can access Ambrielle's site by CLICKING HERE.

Of course this is an overnight contest; therefore, you have until 1:30 PM (CST) on Friday to leave your response in the comments section. The lucky winner will be selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG.

OMG! I almost forgot the rules.

1. Must be or become a member of The Cafe
2. Must answer the question
3. Must leave your name and email address
4. Must have fun

Good Luck Everyone and Thanks Ambrielle!

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2010-09-30T13:07:00.001-05:00

Awakening Beauty

by Bonnie Dee and Marie Treanor

To fight this evil, they’ll have to make love. Lots of love.

Fairytale Fantasies, Book 3

Joel Thorne feels as if he’s been sleepwalking through his life. Wealth and success are his; now he’s at a crossroads. Politics beckons, a move that would be made easier with a loveless marriage of convenience to his ambitious friend and ally, Vee Gabor. During a long mountain hike to clear his head, he discovers a castle overgrown with thorns and, inside, a beautiful sleeping woman.

When Princess Aurora opens her eyes, Joel’s handsome face is imprinted on her heart—then she’s swamped with grief and loss. An evil fairy tried to take her pure blood to gain power, and though her other godmothers fended off the worst of the curse, she’s been asleep for a thousand years. Worse, she’s been erased from history and from the memories of all she loved. True love brought her back, but to what future?

Despite their instant, strong attraction, Joel’s practical nature wars with the possibility that magic is real. Yet with every touch, every kiss, the heat and emotion grow more real than anything he’s ever known. Their union also reawakens something else. Something darker. An evil fairy’s centuries-old vendetta that just won’t die.

Warning: Contains explicit, edge-of-your-dreams sex, a newly minted hero in training, and a fairy princess who kicks butt for the man she loves. No fairy dust was spared in the making of this book.

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Bloodsong

by Eden Bradley

An ancient vampire, an ancient grief…a love that makes his blood sing…

Midnight Playground, Book 2

London, 2069

Aleron is ancient, powerful, immortal…a vampire who idles away his time playing at his favorite haunt, Midnight Playground. His favorite toys: beautiful young men. His game: BDSM, experiencing through the minds of his partners the sensations he can no longer quite feel himself.

The one thing he has vowed to avoid at all costs is love, especially for a woman. In a hundred years he has never been tempted to break that vow—until a lovely mortal woman enters his dungeon to watch him play. And his blood hums the ancient song of long-forgotten desire.

Raised in the Indian slums of London, exotic dancer Meeraj enters Midnight Playground a woman with nothing left to lose, numb to all but the most extreme forms of stimulation. As she watches Aleron’s blood play, she knows only his razor-sharp skills will satisfy. And she catches an odd mental glimpse of the grief that shadows his heart.

From their first touch, they are caught up in a whirlwind of exquisite agony that releases their emotions from the weight of the past. Exposing them to risks they’ve both fought to avoid. Love…and loss.

Warning: Where to begin…? Sex with ancient vampires, sex with hot young men. Spanking, bondage, whips and chains. Biting, stroking, blood and pain. Grief and fear and love again…Hallelujah and amen!

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French Quarter

by Lacey Alexander

The decadence of Bourbon Street is beckoning…

Hot in the City, Book 1

When prim, proper Liz Marsh suspects her fiancé is cheating on her, she’s almost too embarrassed to hire a P.I. to prove it. And when she gathers her courage and walks into Jack Wade’s office, she has no idea he’ll be the sexiest man she’s ever encountered, nor that his light Cajun accent will make her tingle in all the wrong—or is that right?—places.

After Jack brings her questionable yet undeniably arousing evidence, the only solution is for Liz to get a closer look with her own eyes. And Jack is more than happy to show her everything she’s been missing. One night in the French Quarter’s entrancing red light district, and Liz finds herself caught up in the provocative allure of an erotic new atmosphere and the sudden, urgent need to experience it for herself—with Jack.

Jack’s normally a keep-it-casual guy, but as nights with Liz get hotter, so do Jack’s feelings for the seductive woman in his arms. Bourbon Street decadence beckons and Liz embarks on a sizzling journey of sexual awakening that has her more willing to shed her inhibitions minute by carnal minute. But someone else has noticed her insatiable appetite for sensual adventure, someone who’s just beginning to realize what he’s lost—and who’s determined to tear Jack and Liz apart…

This book has been previously published.

Warning: Contains sizzling hot sex any way she wants it—and a man (or two) more than willing to show her the ropes. Let the good times roll, baby!

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Hot for Teacher

by Dominique Adair

Who says three’s a crowd?

Entrepreneur, fashionista and submissive-in-training, Jane Porter is headed to New Orleans with her lovers, Antonio and Santos. Armed with an invitation to the exclusive Marché d’Esclave, a members-only pleasure club, Jane steps into a world where submissives are auctioned to new masters for training. Happy with her current masters, Jane has no intentions of going up on the block herself until she comes to face to face with a man she’d thought never to see again…

Among the patrons is the mysterious Archer, a master from Europe with legendary skills in the art of training. His submissives command the highest prices at auction and for those in search of a master, he is the one they crave. Intrigued by the beautiful Jane, he employs his considerable talents in the hopes of seducing her away from her lovers and returning to his home for a little higher education.

Will Jane resist temptation or will she accept Archer’s invitation to explore more of the pleasure she’s come to crave…

Warning: Extreme bondage, spanking, sexy men doing very naughty things to themselves and others, more spanking and the creative misuse of fruit.

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Savage Transformation

by Lexxie Couper

She thought she had a life—until being hunted shows her she’s never really lived.

Savage Australia, Book 2

Jacqueline Huddart has spent her entire adult life on the run. Not from the law, or even a jealous lover. From herself—and what she is. That strategy works for her until a funeral demands she return to home ground, and her best friend disappears. Finding Delainie means Jackie must confront the truth…and accept the help of a mysterious, sexy-as-sin Texan.

Marshall Rourke isn’t the only one flying under the radar. He’s on an off-the-grid quest to track down a rogue ex-partner who hunts paranormal beings for the joy of the kill. Convincing the unexpectedly feisty Jackie to trust him isn’t easy, but there’s no better way to lure the hunter into the open than to dangle as unique a target as Jackie—the last Tasmanian Tiger shifter in existence.

Trouble is, Marshall hadn’t counted on Jackie’s brutal right cross. Or the fact that her simmering sexuality calls to his inner wolf on every imaginable level. And that the killer is about to use their desire to add them both to his trophy case…

Warning: This title contains the following: explicit sex out in the bush, wild shifter sex in an abandoned shack, passionate sex in a hotel shower. Plus a Texan hero with a very big secret, an Australian heroine with an even bigger one, a significant amount of violence and as always, Australian sarcasm.

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The Courtesan's Bed

by Sandrine O'Shea

She vows to protect her heart…until love burns away her resistance.

Régine Laflamme rules as the Queen of Fire, the Paris demimonde’s most notorious and accomplished courtesan. Wealthy men shower her with riches and vie to become her next conquest. Respectable women shun her. Other courtesans envy her.

No one knows she was once an innocent young governess, ruined and turned out by a cruel lord. And now, years later, she spies her seducer’s son—a man who never answered her frantic pleas for help.

Darius, Earl of Clarridge, has never stopped searching for the woman who haunts him. He doesn’t expect her to believe that her letters never reached him. No, he will regain her trust in a way she understands—by promising to give her more pleasure than she’s ever known.

In spite of her misgivings, Régine is intrigued and takes Darius up on his boast. To her surprise, he conquers not only her body, but captures her very heart.

Yet beyond the haven of her boudoir, two men scheme to possess her for their own. When one of them kidnaps and enslaves her, she clings desperately to a new hope—that this time Darius will find her before it’s too late.

Warning: This novel contains scenes of graphic sex, bondage, S/M, anal pleasuring of the hero, and a two-women-one-man threesome in a brothel.

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Crack of the Week...

2010-09-24T08:37:00.001-05:00

Good morning everyone,

I apologize for being a slacker this week, but I promise you that I have a good excuse. For those of you who don't know, I own The Cafe and Blackraven's Reviews, of course, but I also own Dark Divas Reviews. Well, each of the sites are undergoing a makeover and Dark Divas Reviews was up first.

What does that mean? It means that I've been obsessing with the wonderful woman who has designed the new website. If you're curious as to what it looks like, go ahead and check it out. http://www.darkdivasreviews.com.

We are posting reviews, but as you can see, we're also still working on loading all of the page. However, the two most important things are fully operational which are the posts for the reviews and of course, the reader's poll. The reader's poll for June is now available for you to vote. It took me a while because there are almost 50 awesome books for you to choose from as your Book of the Month. So, go for it by CLICKING HERE.

For those of you who are Google Connect Followers of Dark Divas Reviews, no worries, I was able to move everyone over without you having to sign up again. How cool is that. Yep, my GEEK status is at an all time high this month. LOL!

I want to thank you for being patient with me and leave you with the Crack of the Week. No worries! I'll be back in a bit to giveaway some goodies.

This wonderful joke came from Sherry on one of my Yahoo Groups. Enjoy!

Crack of the Week

A Real Man

A real man is a woman's best friend. He will never stand her up and never let her down.

He will reassure her when she feels insecure and comfort her after a bad day.

He will inspire her to do things she never thought she could do; to live without fear and forget regret.

He will enable her to express her deepest emotions and give in to her most intimate desires.

He will make sure she always feels as though she's the most beautiful woman in the room and will enable her to be the most confident, sexy, seductive, and invincible.

No wait ... Sorry ... I'm thinking of wine.

Its wine that does all that.

Never mind.

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2010-09-21T09:21:00.000-05:00

A Little Harmless Obsession

by Melissa Schroeder

What begins as a quest for submission becomes an unrelenting need for love.

Harmless, Book 3

May Aiona’s crush on sexy Evan Chambers is a bad habit that should be easy to break. It’s not like he’s ever noticed her. Looking for a safe place to release the reins of control and explore her curiosity about BDSM, May takes a friend up on an invitation to visit an exclusive bondage club—all she has to agree to is a public submission.

Evan can’t help but notice the exotically beautiful May. But despite his success, the dirty secrets of his past whisper that he’ll never be good enough for her. When Evan sees her standing in his club ready to submit to his best friend, he gives in to the thing he wants most—May as his sub. After their session, he knows one night will never be enough. But loving May isn’t easy for a man always ready to take charge. She might like to submit in the bedroom, but she doesn’t like anyone telling her what to do outside of it.

When May insists she’s not in any danger from the person seemingly obsessed with her, she ends up in the sights of a deranged stalker—with Evan possibly too far away to help.

Warning: This book contains sexy Hawaiian settings, crazy relatives, and a submission scene that leaves the heroine breathless and the hero frustrated. There are toys, bondage, and love scenes so hot, you’ll need ice water and a towel. Remember, it’s a Harmless story, so you know there’s nothing harmless about it.

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Angel 1089

by C.C. Bridges

When this deal breaks, Heaven will fall.

Heaven Corp, Book 1

Catching two demon burglars is routine for Gabriel 1089, who’s one cog in an army of cybernetically modified humans protecting the sky city of Heaven. Until two turns into a twenty-demon ambush. When he wakes up, he’s missing his network-enabled halo—and one of his metal wings.

The down-level junk dealer tending Gabe’s wounds has hands that spark nerve endings he never knew he possessed. But for an angel cut off from Heaven, an attic in Old Trent feels more like a trap than a sanctuary.
Demons on his doorstep are nothing new for Jeff Werth. Ever since they saved his daughter’s legs, they’ve been calling in their marker. In exchange for his services—nursing Gabe back to health so they can use him as a pawn in their war with Heaven—they’ll consider the debt paid in full. Except having a powerless angel at his mercy feeds a rising desire that has him rethinking the deal.

Then the de-haloed Gabe begins having dreams that become visions…then memories. Until he’s not sure whose side he’s on. Heaven, or the simple family man who healed his broken wings…and made his heart whole.

Warning: The sexual awakening of an angel, some wing porn, abuse of heavenly clichés and a dog who steals the show.

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Foxy Lady

by Marie Harte

There’s more than one way to outsmart a fox…

A Cougar Falls story.

Trust Julia Easton to screw up Sheriff Ty Roderick’s March Madness plans. The pixie-faced vixen might be the picture of feminine perfection, but she tests his innate sense of order to its limits. Weeks ago, he let his conscience turn down a proposition his body still burns to accept—then she vanished. Now he’s in the middle of Nowhere, Washington, racing to rescue her from danger.

There’s risk in leaving Cougar Falls, but it’s the only way Julia can hope to save her sister from making the same mistake she almost made with Ty. Settling down and having kits is one thing, but it can’t be done with a human, especially one from a hunting family. Unfortunately, her sister isn’t budging, and the fiancé’s brother won’t take Julia’s no for an answer, either.

When Ty comes riding to their rescue, Julia plans to use him and lose him. No way is she throwing herself at that alpha jerk’s feet in gratitude. Then Ty gives her the answer her heart still longs for: he wants to spend the rest of his life making things right. Now if only she can find the courage to say yes.

Warning: Beware a foxy sheriff, a backwoods bad guy, a cunning vixen, sexy escapades in and out of the bedroom, and the return of stubborn male shifters who think they know everything.

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Night Haven

by Fiona Jayde

Desire cuts both ways…

Nothing gives Dina more pleasure than leaving the vampires she hunts to the mercy of the dawn. And yet most humans she is sworn to protect seem all too happy to offer up their necks. She has vowed never to be like those needy creatures yet, three months ago, she allowed a vampire to kiss her. The memory still makes her body burn—and her skin heat with humiliation.

For over twenty empty years, Luke has lived in a world of dead pleasure and burning sunrise, feeding off those who long for immortality and taboo thrills. Only his art makes him feel half-alive. Until one night in a dark, moody nightclub, where a reckless, amber-eyed bloodwolf left behind her clean, sharp scent—and an ache in his blood nothing but another taste can ease.

Finally, with the chance to purge Luke out of her system, Dina moves in for the kill. But she comes to a horrifying realization. She can no longer shift, and the desire to taste him—body, soul and blood—is making her crazy. As an enraged bloodwolf threatens to rip them both apart, she may just be crazy enough to trust Luke with her life.

Warning: Contains interspecies lust between a bloodwolf and a vampire, and desire thick enough to cut with a blade.

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Pricks and Pragmatism

by JL Merrow

Easy come, easy go…until the heart gets involved.

English student and aspiring journalist Luke Corbin should be studying. Instead he’s facing homelessness, thanks to the lover who’s just kicking him out of their posh digs. It’s not his first rejection—his father tossed him out at age sixteen—but Luke has no problem trading his favors for a home and security. Especially with rich, powerful, handsome men.

Except now, with finals bearing down, there’s no time to be choosy. He needs a roof over his head and he needs it now. Even if it means settling temporarily for a geeky, less-than-well-off chemical engineer called Russell.

Luke’s fully prepared to put out for the guy—because after all, in this world no one gets something for nothing. But Russell isn’t just a nerd; he’s an honourable nerd who wants to save himself for someone special.
At first Luke is annoyed, but the more time he spends with Russell, the closer he comes to a devastating realization. He wants to be that someone special. Except he’s fallen for the one man he can’t seem to charm…

Warning: Contains references to domestic unrest, strong language, weakening resistance, and a college student who thinks he knows it all who’s about to learn an unforgettable lesson in love.

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Contest Winner: Where The Rain Is Made by Keta Diablo

2010-09-20T00:04:00.001-05:00

Good morning everyone,

First, I want to thank Keta for dropping by The Cafe. I enjoyed our chat and loved Where The Rain Is Made. I can't wait for the sequel because I want to know more about these fascinating characters. Second, I want to thank everyone for coming out and showing Keta some love. You guys ROCK as usual.

Before I announce the winner, I wanted to remind everyone that the lucky winner was selected using the True Random Number Generator. The generator selected comment #3.

With that said...The lucky winners is...

JEN B.

Please contact me off-line at blackraven [dot] contests [at] gmail [dot] com to claim your prize.

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Torquere Press Celebrates 7th Anniversary!

2010-09-19T22:46:00.000-05:00

Seven years?! No, we can hardly believe it either. Seven years of bringing readers the best, the sexiest, the most romantic GLBT fiction. And to celebrate, we're giving away prizes -- great themed gift baskets, gift certificates for free books every day, and a scavenger hunt that will give readers a chance to collect a deck of cards that will win big - -a Nook from Barnes & Noble!

Readers will get the chance to "collect cards" by visiting each participating author's website, blog, or Facebook page. By collecting all the cards and filling in the form, players have the chance to win free books daily, a gift basket once each week, (including BDSM, werewolf and ménage themed baskets), and be entered in the grand prize drawing for the Nook.

We'll also be having random sales via our blog, GLBT Romance, Facebook, and Twitter:

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With bestselling GLBT romance authors like Chris Owen, Tory Temple, Kiernan Kelly, P.D.Singer, Sean Michael, and B.A. Tortuga, you'll have a blast playing along. Just log onto Torquere Press website http://www.torquerepress.com/contest/index.html

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Guest Author in the Spotlight and Giveaway: Where The Rain Is Made by Keta Diablo

2010-09-18T10:51:00.001-05:00

Where The Rain Is Made by Keta Diablo
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Genre: Historical, Erotic, Paranormal Romance

Summary:

A decadent-looking savage has captured Francesca DuVall and her brother, Marsh. Now she must spend every waking moment planning an escape. However, she didn’t count on the powerful draw of desire interfering with her scheme in the camp of the brutal Cheyenne dog soldiers.

Ethan Gray is a curator at a national museum . . . most of the time, but when he travels through time to help his beloved People he becomes Meko, leader of the most revered and feared tribe of the plains. Although their worlds are decades apart Meko can’t resist the dark beauty he kidnapped during a raid. He has many battles to fight but none he wants to win more than the one that will capture Cesca’s heart forever.

From the windswept plains of Colorado and the harsh life of a Dog Soldier to the placid life of a curator their love was fueled by passion and kindled by destiny.

Good morning everyone,

Our guest today realized in the 5th grade that she wanted to be a writer after reading To Kill A Mockingbird. When reading one of the all time classics, she stated that she "could smell the sultry heat of the South and taste the prejudice in that town." Moreover, she was astounded to discover that simply by turning the pages, she could be transported to another place and time." Keta still reads that book at leas once a year and also loves to watch the movie.

With that said, grab a cup of Joe, get comfy on the sofa and give a warm welcome to Keta Diablo.

Hello Keta and welcome to The Cafe. It's good to have you here.

It's good to be here Blackraven. I'm really excited considering that my main character Meko also shifts into a Raven.

That is so true and I must admit that Meko is one powerful, sexy Raven at that. I found this story very intriguing and was engrossed from page one. If any of you are interested, checkout my review at Blackraven's Reviews by CLICK HERE. You won't be sorry. Meko's story is amazing.

Yes, his story is amazing. Of all the stories that I've written, Meko is very close to my heart.

I can definitely understand why. Keta, I thought that we'd begin today with you telling us a little about yourself.

Let's see...I always find it funny that people ask my what I wanted to be when I grow up and are shocked when I say, first a boy, hahahahah, and then a writer. It's probably because I grew up with all boys, and there are a ton of them. I have no idea how I lived through childhood.

I still ask my mother, "Where were you?" I almost drowned in a pond when I was four, got hit by a utility truck when I was five, hit in the head by a baseball bat when I was seven, and got stabbed in the hand during a game of stretch when I was ten. I have the scars to prove all the injuries. To this day, my brothers won't fess up, but they did watch out for me while I was growing up. Can you imagine? I would be dead if they hadn't.

LOL! Keta, I can imagine. I have 7 half brothers, 6 living and 2 half sisters and one full sister. I get exactly where you're coming from and although I'm probably the tamest of them all, we managed to find madness and mayhem at every turn. There was a point in our lives that our parents told us if we went to jail that we were on our own. I have several childhood bruises myself. Now, of course, nothing compared to what you have, but I must admit that it did and still does make life very interesting having so many siblings.

I know what you mean Blackraven. As for my own family, I have three children, two boys and a daughter. The first two are ten years older than the youngest, and they have always been very good friends. And yes, they are all from the same father.

Hey, I'm not judging. There is 11 years difference between myself and my youngest sister, so I know how that goes. *evil grin* Speaking of your significant other and family, what do they think about you writing erotic romance?

My family has always been very supportive, but I seldom take their word verbatim. Of course, my mother thinks all my books are fabulous, but she’s my mother after all. Trying to get an unbiased critique from her is difficult. My children don’t read my books – and that’s a good thing, but they are very respectful and accommodating about my writing schedule.

Keta, that's wonderful that you have such a supportive family. Now, you mentioned that it's difficult to get an unbiased critique from your mom, which leads to my next question. Do you have a critique partner or belong to a group? What about beta readers...do you have any?

I don’t belong to any critique groups, but have two wonderful beta readers. I’m notorious for thinking faster than I can type and will often leave out small words. They’re very good at finding those missing words and other small things. And if I’ve said in Chapter one the character’s eyes are blue and then referred to them as green in Chapter Four, they always catch things like that.

Well, if Where the Rain is Made is any indication of your work, then your beta readers do a wonderful job. I really enjoyed this story, which leads to my next question. When you're writing how do you develop your plots and characters? Do you consider yourself a plotter or a panster? Moreover, in your opinion, what makes a good story?

Wow! That's definitely a mouth full, Blackraven. Let's start with what makes a good story. For me, it's the plot. You can have the best characters in the world, but without a great, fascinating story, what do you have? The meat of the story has to be there, and then interesting characters to play the roles.

With that said...if you haven't already figured it out, I consider myself a plotter. I plot everything in my head for a long, long time before I even think about writing it down. I go through every scene, every conversation until I know the story and the characters very well. Once I feel I know how they would act in a certain situation or what they would say during a scene, then I write the scene.
I’ve tried the note cards, the outlines, the planners, but it doesn’t work for me. If I don’t know the people and the story, it’s hard telling what would be on the paper.

In regards to how I develop my plots, I don’t use a formula. If anything reviewers have often said, “Keta Diablo likes to write the politically incorrect characters.” I take that as a compliment. I hope I don’t write cookie cutter characters, and strive to make sure they have flaws, warts and blemishes. We all do in real life, so I don’t feel it would be a fair portrayal to make my characters perfect.

I love characters with flaws. For me, it's what brings them to life and makes me feel a part of the story. I now everyone is dying to know about Where The Rain iIs Made, so Keta, tell us about your awesome current release.

Thank you for asking about Where The Rain Is Made. My youngest son is responsible for the inspiration behind the book. About six years ago he took a keen interest in American history, particularly Native American history. I can’t tell you the number of hours we spent at the library checking out books and reading about all the different tribes. For some reason, he loved the history on the Dog Soldiers and so we accumulated a lot of documents, research articles, etc. About a year later, his reading interests shifted, and here I was with all this information about the Cheyenne. It made sense that I would write a book about the Dog Soldiers.

I must admit that it's obvious in this book that you've done your research. Please tell me that you've brought an excerpt to share with us.

Why of course! Just let me grab it out of my bag of goodies.

While you're doing that, I thought everyone might would like a peek at what Meko, aka Ethan Gray looks like. The man is sexy as sin.

LOL! That he is Blackraven! That he is!

Excerpt from Where the Rain Is Made

In the pale light of morning, Francesca spied the tall prairie grass ahead, smelled the ashen waters of the river. With the derringer clutched in her trembling hand, a blue jay screeched from a low-hanging branch as she passed. Thank God her father had taught her how to shoot the weapon. A single shot—that’s all that stood between her and death.

She remembered the acrid, black smoke and the direction from which it had come - Auraria, the miner’s camp. Her father must be dead. Please God, don’t let them find me. Tall spikes rose to her hips, rustled against her cotton pants as she threshed toward the river hoping she’d gone undetected. A desperate desire to survive coursed through her blood. She’d grab a hefty branch and float down the river so the savages couldn’t track her, would never find her.

Moments later, she emerged from the tall grass and her stomach curled. On the opposite bank of the river stood the most frightening sight she’d ever laid eyes on. She froze and her heart pounded in triple beats. When the pewter eyes locked with her, she uttered a low cry of fear. War paint covered his face, and bloody scalps hung from his waist. His passive expression revealed nothing, neither loathing nor rage, just a bland acknowledgement he’d found her.

She recovered her senses and raised the derringer, her voice cracking under the fear. “Don’t come near me! I know how to use this. If you take another step, I’ll shoot.”

Brief admiration flashed in the gunmetal eyes, and something else. Oh, Lucifer, had he somehow discovered she wasn’t a boy? Her heart sank.

Treading the shallow water, he advanced and she retreated, tripping over her own feet. She drew back on the trigger and fired. Morbid fascination gripped her when the bullet whirred through the air and carved out a shallow groove near his temple. A stream of blood trickled from the wound and streamed down his cheek. And what fine cheekbones they were. Every feature of his handsome face swam before, the high forehead, hypnotic eyes and generous mouth. Perfect was the only word that filtered into her befuddled mind.

Cesca turned on her heels and sprinted toward the marsh grass, painfully aware of the rock-hard body slamming her to the ground. A long breath of air rushed from her lungs and stars exploded behind her eyes. Pinned by his weight, she clawed at the earth and choked on the sand and damp moss spiraling up her nose. Struggling to remain conscious, the pain in her ribs nearly blinded her. The rough texture of rope brushed her wrists and strong hands bound her hands behind her back.

Then darkness claimed her.

This is one fantastic story. Keta, I know that you're short on time today, as your blog tour is keeping you busy. In fact, Keta will be at Seriously Reviewed today as well, so be sure to drop by and learn more about Where The Rain Is Made and earn another chance to win a copy of Keta's new release. However, before you go, tell us about your next release.

Oh, boy . . . which one? I’m writing a follow-up to Blood Oath, a vampire story for Amber Quill Press and a follow-up to Hot and Sticky for Amber Quill Press. I still have two novellas to finish out the CROSSROAD series for Phaze, and I’d love to write a sequel to Where The Rain Is Made.

I'd love you to write a sequel to Where The Rain Is Made, as well. It could be a wonderful series. Please let me know if you do, as I anxiously wait with my fingers crossed.

Keta, thank you so much for dropping by The Cafe this morning. I've had a wonderful time chatting with you and hope you come back to visit us soon.

Thank you Blackraven! I've enjoyed myself as well and would love to come back again.

CONTEST

Hey everyone,

Before you go, Keta would like to have a contest and give one lucky winner a copy of Where The Rain Is Made. It's an awesome book, so I'm really excited that you have not just one, but two opportunities today to win a copy. As I said earlier, Keta will also be at Seriously Reviewed giving away a copy of Where The Rain Is Made, so be sure to stop by and partake in the fun.

Since it's Saturday morning, let's keep it simple. Here are the rules...
1. Must be or become a member of The Cafe
2. Must follow Keta's Erotic Romance Blog, http://ketaskeep.blogspot.com
3. Must leave a comment with your name and email address in case you win
4. Must have fun

Of course this is an overnight contest; therefore, you have until Noon (CST) Sunday afternoon to post your response in the COMMENTS section below. The lucky winner will be selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG. Once the winner is selected, I will notify Keta and she'll send the book to your directly.

You can find out more about Where The Rain Is Made by visiting the publisher’s site, Decadent Publishing, http://tinyurl.com/37oepsy.

You can also read Chapter One and part of Chapter Two here: http://tinyurl.com/2drur2y

Keta is very active on Twitter and would love to have you follow her: http://www.twitter.com/ketadiablo.

Good Luck Everyone and Thanks For Dropping By Keta!

WHERE THE RAIN IS MADE BLOG TOUR SCHEDULE:

September 12th

Leilani Loves Books.com

http://www.leilanilovesbooks.com/

September 13th

Bitten By Paranormal Romance

www.bittenbyparanormalromance.com

September 14th

Lovin' Me Some Romance

http://www.lovinmesomeromance.com/

September 15th

The Divas Bookcase

http://www.divasbookcase.blogspot.com/

TWO BLOGS, September 16th

That’s What I’m Talking About

http://twimom227.blogspot.com/

The Geeky Bookworm

http://thegeekybookworm.blogspot.com/

TWO BLOGS: September 17th

Book Lovers Inc. Blog

http://book-lovers-inc.blogspot.com/

Jojos Book Corner

http://jojosbookcorner.blogspot.com/

TWO BLOGS - September 18

Seriously Reviewed

http://www.seriouslyreviewed.com/

The Black Raven Erotic Cafe

http://theblackraveneroticcafe.blogspot.com/2009/08/contact-blackravens-erotic-cafe.html

September 19th

Not Really Southern Vamp Chick

http://not-really-southernvampchick.blogspot.com/

TWO BLOGS - September 20th

Sapphire Realm Romance Blog

http://sapphireromance.blogspot.com/

Hanging With Bells Blog

http://hangingwithbells.blogspot.com/?zx=3a5011c6fd2f43d3

TWO BLOGS: September 21st

Happily Ever After Reviews

http://www.hea-reviews.blogspot.com/

Talk About My Favorite Authors Blog

h ttp://talkaboutmyfavoriteauthors.blogspot.com/

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Contest Winners: Inquiring Minds Want to Know...What Erotic Novel Guarantees Your Significant Other A Night Of Unbridled Passion...

2010-09-16T10:01:00.000-05:00

Good morning everyone,

Thanks for coming out to play and I must admit that I added a few books to my TBB list. It's always good to share. I hope that everyone is having an awesome Thursday and are excited that we only have one more day at the EDJ before the weekend. Woo-hoo!

Now, I know that you're anxious to see who the lucky winners are, but let me remind you of a few rules before I announce the winner. First, you must be or become a member of The Cafe. Second, you must have answered the question. Third, you must have left us contact information so that we can make sure you get your prizes. Finally, we hope that you had some fun.

I also want to remind everyone that the lucky winners were selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG and the prizes are awarded in the order that they were listed. The generator selected comments #7, #15, #20, #3, #23, #21, #18.

With that said...let's see who the winners are...

PhyllisC

JODER

ARMENIA

AMY M.

MBREAKFIELD

TISS

KATSRUS

Congratulations!

Please contact me off-line at blackraven [dot] contests [at] gmail [dot] com to claim your prizes.

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Inquiring Minds Want To Know Giveaway...What Erotic Novel Guarantees Your Significant Other A Night Of Uninhibited Pleasure...

2010-09-14T10:19:00.001-05:00

Good morning everyone and Happy Release Day!

I know we missed last week with the holiday and blog anniversary, but hopefully you had some fun. Today's topic sort of came to me at the last minute, so be patient with me as I explain.

As I was perusing through the new releases from Samhain and some of the books that I need to review, I thought to myself, this market is making a fortune off of women. In addition, I pondered how many women read m/m books and how many m/m books are really written by females. I mean let's face...they're hot and that's why we keep coming back for more.

I know...I know... You're wondering...where is the Blackraven going with this? Well, after thinking about how hot erotic romance novels are, especially when I think of Lorelei's McKay men and a few other alpha males, and how they have a tendency to get us all hot and bothered if done right, a question popped into my head. So...here goes...

What erotic novel do you have in your current collection that once you've read it, your significant other is guaranteed a night of uninhibited pleasure and why (what do you like about the book)? Now, be forewarned, this isn't just any ole novel, but the one that hits the jackpot every time. However, if you have more than one, please share the wealth so that some of us can increase our TBB and TBR files. Woo-hoo! *evil grin*

Okay, here's what's up for grabs because if you're going to work, you might as well be rewarded...

7 Books, 7 Lucky Winners!

Of course, this is an overnight contest; therefore, you have until 10:30 AM (CST) on Wednesday to post your response in the COMMENTS section below. The lucky winners will be selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG.

Now for the rules...
1. Must be or become a follower of The Cafe
2. Must answer the question
3. Must leave your name, email and book format in case you win
4. Must have fun!

Good Luck Everyone!

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New Releases: Samhain Publishing

2010-09-14T09:17:00.000-05:00

Just My Type

by Erin Nicholas

Secretly wanting her—no problem. Her not-so-secretly wanting him—big trouble.

The Bradfords, Book 3

There’s only one problem with the woman Jason “Mac” Gordon wants: his best friend’s little sister is off limits. Way off limits, and too young and innocent for the likes of him. From past experience, he’s learned to hide his not-so-nice preferences from the nice girls he seems to attract. That definitely includes the woman he’s always thought of as a sister. At least until recently.

Sara Bradford always gets what she wants—which is partly Mac’s fault. After all, he helped spoil her. So she has no intention of taking his no for an answer on anything—least of all his refusal to sleep with her. He thinks she’s too innocent? Fine. She’ll simply get un-innocent and show Mac that she wants him—the good, the bad and the nipple clamps.

When Mac’s plan to drive her away works too well, he’s forced to follow her to a tropical paradise, determined to make sure she doesn’t find her wild side with anyone but him. Once she gets a real taste of what he likes, he’s sure everything will go back to normal.

That’s until he discovers a slight kink, er, flaw in his logic…

Warning: Contains hot sex at the beach, kinky online shopping—and yes, cotton-candy-flavored body powder does exist.

Read An Excerpt Online

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Serengeti

by Vivi Andrews

Love can be a force of nature.

Serengeti Shifters, Book 3

Mara Leonard is through hitting the snooze button on her biological clock. The Three Rocks Pride schoolteacher is ready to get serious about starting a family, and she needs a serious man to make that happen.

Regrettably, that means crossing less-than-serious Michael Minor off her list of potential mates. Michael is impulsive and passionate, but his spontaneity leaks into shapeshifting whenever his emotions run high—a tendency he should have outgrown long ago. As a sex buddy, he’s delicious. Daddy material? Disqualified.

Michael is blindsided by Mara’s rejection. Nine years separate them, and his genetic malady means no one in the pride treats him as an adult. But if she thinks he’ll simply slink away to lick his wounds while she steps into the arms of another man, she has seriously underestimated him.

The tricky part will be convincing his over-analytical lover that he’s more than a disposable sex toy. That real bravery means tearing up her damn checklist and following her heart. And doing it without letting their explosive sexual chemistry expose the Pride’s secrets to the outside world.

Warning: This book features break-up sex, make-up sex, a lioness who’s a cougar and a hot young lion who’s grown up in all the right ways. Note: All electrical shocks are purely metaphorical.

Read An Excerpt Online

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The Balance of Silence

by S. Reesa Herberth and Michelle Moore

Welcome to the jungle—where the found are lost and the lost are redeemed.

Riv is a man adrift, hoping that running supplies for ReliefCorp will restore his faith in mankind—and in himself. Deep in the war-torn Maltana rainforest, he stumbles upon a local bar that suits his mood: good food, bad attitude. The entertainment, though, is unexpected. A skilled piano player who avoids eye contact, flinches when anyone approaches…and warns Riv of an ambush by tapping out the planetary anthem for Riv’s homeworld of Karibee.

The least Riv can do for the mute piano man, “Ducks”, is take him to the nearest spaceport for help. On their harrowing journey to escape Maltana, Riv makes a horrifying discovery. Ducks endured torture that scarred his mind as well as his body. Still, before he leaves the man safely in a treatment facility, Riv manages to earn what little trust Ducks has to give.

Months later they reconnect, and while it’s clear their instant attraction was no fluke, there’s still a piece missing. Ducks’ voice. To help him find it again, Riv will have to expose the painful past that tore a hole in his own life. And hope that together, their ragged edges will fit together to form a whole.

Warning: This book contains fluffy blond hair, sugary soda that will rot your teeth out, one unfortunate first name, and one mute amnesiac with a sarcasm fetish, all wrapped up in two selfless but mildly unstable guys who accidentally find their happily ever after. In SPACE!

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The Wicked Lady

by Julia Knight

Nice girls love a sailor. Naughty girls are quite partial, too.

When a man she thought she loved offered Lady Catherine Harcourt a life wrapped in a velvet bow, she took it. That life wrapped her in velvet chains. Now her status as a respectable widow allows her virginal alter ego, Cecily, to relieve milksop-for-blood dandies of their riches and go back where she belongs. The sea—aboard her pirate ship.

The one knot in her sail is Paul Ambury. Daring, irresistible, and a lieutenant in the Royal Navy. Yet the temptation to indulge in his gorgeous body—all in the name of the plan, of course—is too much to resist.
Paul has known his share of empty-headed society women, and fiercely intelligent Catherine doesn’t fit. When he wakes up adrift in a longboat after a blazing night together, he knows why. She took him for a fool—and took his ship.

Plus, the evil little genius has him neatly trapped. If he reveals why he lost his ship, he faces court martial. If he does his duty, he must find her and hang her—the one woman with whom he’s fallen in love. Damn it…

Warning: This book includes graphic sex and language, sexy sailors and saucy pirates trying to get one over on each other in the bed…on the floor…on that handy table…

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Wicked Bad

by R.G. Alexander

It’s a bumpy ride to dirtily ever after…

Wicked ³, Book 2

Harrison Jennera Abbot was born with a silver broomstick in her hand. Heiress to a Magian dynasty. Good witch extraordinaire. She’s sick of it. She longs to be human, normal like her friend Callie. Or, uh, as normal as Callie ever gets.

She thought running away would be an adventure, but three months playing human has given her a new point of view. Just as she’s ready to return home, though, the real adventure begins. In short order, she’s attacked, saved, kidnapped…and seduced.

Jacob and Ric are convinced that Harrison is the destined third of their triad—if they can convince her they won’t use her as a sexual chew toy, or a social stepping stone. Before they can make her beg for the match, though, she needs to know the truth about who tried to kill her. And why her brother keeps sending her cryptic psychic messages.

Hard as it might be on their Magian male pride, they might have to let her go…trusting that in the end, she’ll choose them.

Warning: Contains an accidental orgasm, crimes of passion, sentient ropes, and powerful witches being magically delicious. Oh, and a charmed shower that only lives to please you.

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Crack of the Week...

2010-09-09T10:50:00.000-05:00

Good morning everyone,

Sorry that I've been MIA, but I had to maximize my last days of freedom before returning to the EDJ. Those boxes aren't going to unpack themselves unfortunately.

Anyway, one of our Ravens from Blackraven's Reviews sent me the Crack of the Week and it is funny. I hope you get a good laugh like I did this morning.

Enjoy and have a Happy Thursday!

Crack of the Week

Daddy, how was I born?

A little boy goes to his father and asks 'Daddy, how was I born?'

The father answers, 'Well, son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room, and googled each other. There your mother agreed to a downloadfrom my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button ,nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said:

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'You got Male!

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Author Spotlight: Moving On by Fabian Black

2010-09-09T08:30:00.001-05:00

Moving On

by Fabian Black

Blurb:

A visit to a Sunday morning car boot sale has unhappy repercussions for Andrew. He comes face to face with an object from his past, something he never thought he’d see again. Bad memories begin to resurface with a vengeance.

Driven by guilt and self-loathing he leaves his authoritarian partner Thomas and takes flight.

Thomas isn't the kind of man to just quietly accept his young lover’s disappearance. He sets out to find Andrew and help make him face up to his demons.

A poignant story of a young man's struggle to come to terms with the past

Excerpt:

Part One

The Dolls House

The dreams returned the night following the visit to the car boot sale.

I awoke with a start, my sweat dampened t-shirt clinging to my body, chilling me. I could still hear the voice from my dream, a whisper that seemed to rush from my mind and reverberate around the room. I lay still for a moment fighting back a sense of panic and then got up and headed downstairs, much to Bob’s delight. He didn’t often get company at this inauspicious hour. Rising arthritically from his basket he tottered towards me to be petted. Leaning down I scratched him gently behind the ear and was rewarded with a rusty purr of appreciation.

Scooping him up I rubbed my cheek against his craggy face for a moment. “How about you and I have a little nightcap together, Bob, huh, how does that sound?” His cloudy orange eyes gazed at me approvingly and I gave a small laugh and set him back down on the floor.

Going to the fridge I got out the milk and poured some into a bowl, reasoning that at his age he was entitled to have a treat once in a while, and for that matter so was I. He greedily fell on the forbidden fruit while I just as greedily helped myself to a large measure of cooking brandy, the only available alcohol in the house, downing it in one. It was rough and really better suited to lighting a barbecue than quaffing neat, but still, needs must and all that. Just as I refilled the glass Bob let out a small mew of pleasure, alerting me to the fact our little party had been gate crashed by his favourite human being in the entire world. I didn’t echo the sentiment, especially not when said human smartly removed the glass from my hand and tossed the contents down the sink. I gave a mew of my own, one of indignation and protest.

“Thomas, I hadn’t finished with that!”

“I beg to differ.”

Oh how I hated it when he said that.

Re-corking the bottle with firm efficiency he put it back in the cupboard. “If you’re having trouble sleeping,” he tapped my rump, “the last thing you need is alcohol, it’s a stimulant.”

“Not if you drink enough it isn’t.” I glowered at him resentfully. “What are you doing up anyway, you usually sleep like the dead. Has Halloween come early this year?”

Ignoring both the comments and the dirty look he grasped my upper arm and escorted me out of the kitchen, switching off the light and saying calmly, “if that cat is sick because of the milk you gave him, you’re cleaning it up.”

He slipped a hand under my t-shirt smoothing it over my chest and belly as we lay in bed. “What’s on your mind, love? You were full of the joys of spring this morning, persuading me to go to that wretched car boot thing at the racecourse, and ever since you’ve been snapping and snarling like a dog with a tick in its tail. What’s bothering you?”

I rolled away from him, lying on my side. “Nothing, well,” I glanced back over my shoulder, “apart from the fact I fancied a little drink to help me sleep and you act like an outraged Salvationist.”

He let out a psychoanalytical sigh, “listen, when you get out of bed at two in the morning to drink cooking brandy, then clearly something is bothering you. Either you voluntarily come clean and tell me what it is or I don my Dom’s cap and make it a point of discipline until you do. I might start suggesting you go to bed straight after dinner each evening. How does that sound?”

“Huh,” I gave a contradictory grunt, “you can suggest all you like, but I won’t bloody go.”

He kissed my cheek, “oh, believe me, Andrew my honey, you’ll go, and if I catch you near that brandy bottle again, you’ll regret it. You know perfectly well that alcohol isn’t a problem solver.”

No, I thought sourly, but it’s a bloody good listener and it doesn’t nag. I kept my opinion internalised. Thomas was apt to be crabby if disagreed with on that particular point.

I graciously permitted his hand to slip inside my shorts and employ an altogether less alcoholic but still persuasive means of inducing sleepiness in me, and one at least guaranteed not to leave me with a hangover. The subsequent release of tension brought pleasure, but sadly it was transient and tension soon returned, and not in a good way. Cuddling into Thomas’s comforting arms I made a determined effort to block all anxious thoughts and make myself believe that everything was the same as it had been before the visit to the car boot sale.

Almost a week later, while turning the car in to the road on my way home from work, a ray of spring sunshine hit the chrome bumper of a passing motor, momentarily dazzling me. I closed my eyes for a split second against the glare and when I opened them, there she was. She was standing by the side of the road. I’d been expecting her. All the same it was a shock. My stomach gave a sickening lurch and I hunched over the wheel, fearful lest she see me. I managed to park the car on the drive without mishap, though my hands were shaking and my heart pounding so hard I thought I was going to pass out.

Thomas came into the hall, his homely features shaping themselves into a frown of disapproval as I slammed the front door hard behind me and hurled my bag aside.

“I take it you’ve had a bad day at work, Andrew, but is that really any reason...”

I didn’t give him chance to finish his sermon on the morality of door slamming and bag hurling. “I help pay the fucking bills, so I reckon I’m entitled to slam a door when I feel like it. In fact,” I opened the door and childishly slammed it shut again. “I’m entitled to slam it as many damn times as I like.”

“I can’t say I care for your attitude, how about you go out and come back in again, preferably in a more civil manner.”

“Look, Tom, I’ve had a shit day and I just want to go for a bath.” Evading his attempt to take hold of my arm I headed swiftly up the stairs and locked myself in the bathroom.

Turning the taps on I sat on the loo seat bunching my lower lip between a thumb and forefinger and chewing at the skin as the bath filled, ignoring the index tapping on the door.

“Andrew, open this door please,” the index tapping turned to a four-knuckle knock. “I want to talk to you.”

Turning off the taps I stood up, leaning my hot forehead against the door’s cool grained wood. “I’m sorry for snapping your balls off, Thomas. I didn’t mean to take my mood out on you.”

“Do as you're told and unlock this door at once.”

Taking a deep breath I unlocked the door and opened it. He looked stern and I made haste to apologise again. “Sorry, Tom, I’ve got a headache. I’ve had a pig of a day at work. Alex has been on my back over bloody paperwork, I’m sick of her nagging. I just want to have a quiet soak in the bath and de-stress.”

His demeanour softened and he rubbed my arm, “take a couple of paracetamol, sweetheart, there’s some in the bathroom cabinet. I’ll make a start on dinner, don’t stay in there too long, okay?”

“Okay,” I managed to prevent my threatening tears from sounding an echo in my voice.

Closing the door I locked it again, leaning my back against it. The tears overflowed and I slid down to the floor, wrapping my arms around my knees. Closing my eyes, I began rocking slowly back and forth as a scene insistently unfolded in my mind.

D/s Romance Fiction…M/M stories with a discipline theme

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Author Spotlight: House of Immortal Pleasures by Katie Salidas

2010-09-09T08:00:00.003-05:00

House of Immortal Pleasures

by Katie Salidas

Summary:

Blindfolded and kidnapped, Daphne is whisked away to the famed, House of Immortal Pleasures, a Vampire-run Brothel in Pahrump, Nevada.

Sometimes the only way to mend a broken heart is to get back in the saddle. At least that is how Daphne’s friends see it. And since Daphne isn’t showing any signs of letting that happen, they take it into their own hands. With a few shots of liquid courage, a pat on the ass, and a donated gold card, Daphne is unwillingly sent into fantasy room 123 to meet her creature of the night, Connor.

It’s Connor’s job to seduce and entice Daphne to try all the expensive, sexual services on the menu. And he is prepared to do just that, until he peers into her mind and sees the damage done by her broken heart. After learning of her past pain, Connor’s plans change. No more is this a game of seduction to pad the pockets of the brothel owner. Connor decides to lavish Daphne with real attention and affection. Something she desperately needs. He will heal her heart the only way he can, by showing her she is beautiful, desirable, and sexy.

Excerpt:

Copyright © 2010 by Katie Salidas

This book is for ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. It contains substantial
sexually explicit scenes and graphic language which may be considered offensive by some readers.

All sexually active characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.

Chapter excerpt

The smoldering flames of her recently spent passion instantly reignited at the touch of his soft lips. As he claimed her mouth, Daphne felt the heat rising again. She would never have believed she could withstand such heat but somehow, her body ached for more.

His velvety tongue dipped into her mouth, coaxing hers to dance with his while he teased and explored.

Daphne felt his kiss alone could bring her to another climax; her body was his to command.

He left her mouth, trailing kisses down her neck to her breasts. She flushed with excitement. Daphne couldn’t believe she was allowing this to happen and was amazed that her subconscious wasn’t screaming at her to stop it. She didn’t want to stop it, she wanted more.

He nipped playfully at her hardened nipples, sending tiny shocks of white-hot pleasure shooting through her body.

Moisture pooled between her legs as she cooed and moaned for more.

He explored lower, his tongue swirling slowly on her sensitive skin. Connor traced every inch of her body, caressing, lapping, tickling; causing her blood to boil with desire for more.

So this is a Tongue Lashing.

As if he were reading the thoughts straight from her mind, he sat up. Smiling wickedly, he removed her jeans. The rough denim material felt like sandpaper on her sensitized skin. He soothed the irritation with a gentle kiss as his hands reached to remove her panties now soaked with her pleasure. Connor quickly tossed them aside and bent his head to lap at the heat between her legs.

The moment his tongue caressed her overly sensitive clit, she bucked, letting out a loud cry. He swirled and caressed her pearl, writing invisible words of pleasure, composing symphonies of ecstasy, making her sing his praise. His strong hands grabbed hold of her hips as he plunged his tongue deep into her folds. Overcome with sensation, she reached out to find some anchor to cling to. Balling the sheets tight in her hands, Daphne rode the wave of pleasure he sent surging through her body.

What was his name? That asshole, who cheated on her? Daphne couldn’t remember any longer. He had never been so concerned with her pleasure. He had never done the things that Connor was doing to her. The memory of him faded, slowly replaced by this god of a man, commanding her body to feel each and every delight she had been denied.

Connor lapped and flicked, teasing her clit, causing her hot juices to flow freely from her heated core. One hand left her hips. Connor looked up catching Daphne’s eyes as he traced a finger down her belly, to her wet folds. Slowly, he dipped it into her wetness. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she let out a long moan of satisfaction. He bent his head again to lap at her clit as he sent his finger deep inside her heat. She relished this new pleasurable sensation filling her, and allowed her hips to rock with his movements.

Writhing in a whirlwind of pure ecstasy, Daphne could barely form a coherent thought. He lapped at her cream as if wanting to savor every drop. One finger soon became two as he urged her body onward, toward climax. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her. His tongue and his touch commanded her. She moaned, praising Connor’s name as he brought her to a second and more powerful climax.

Gasping for breath, Daphne lay panting, her heart beating wildly in her chest, her knuckles white from holding the bedsheets so tightly as the climax caused her to explode into a million pieces.

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Happy Labor Day...

2010-09-06T15:32:00.000-05:00

Good afternoon everyone,

I wanted to drop by and wish everyone a Happy Labor Day. For those of you who won prizes from my blog anniversary, I'll be sending those out to you shortly. I've been unpacking and building shelves today, but at least my kitchen looks like a kitchen now. Woo-hoo!

I'll be back tomorrow with some author spotlights, the crack of the week, and a few more goodies. Have an awesome Labor Day! Here's a hottie to help you out...

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Final Contest Winners #14: Gift Cards from MBAM, Amazon, and Bookstrand

2010-09-05T20:27:00.000-05:00

Good evening everyone,

Before I announce the final winners of my blog anniversary, I would like to thank everyone who came out to wish me a Happy Anniversary - the authors, but most of all the readers, who make The Cafe possible. Without you guys, The Cafe wouldn't exist, so I appreciate you taking time out of your busy day to drop by and visit.

I know that you're all anxious, but I just wanted to remind the winners to please leave your name and email address when you contact me regarding these prizes. It will help in making sure that you get your gift cards. In addition, please list the prize that you've won in the subject line. Any duplicate comments were only counted once.

The lucky winners were selected using the True Random Number Generator using RANDOM.ORG. The generator selected comments #21, #28, #2, and #36.

With that said...the lucky winners are...

ESTELLA - MBAM! GC

FORETTA - MBAM! GC

JASON - AMAZON GC

DIVA'S BOOKCASE - BOOKSTRAND GC

Please contact me off-line at blackraven [dot] contests [at] gmail [dot] com to claim your prizes.

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Blackraven's Annivesary Contest Winner #13: Love Knows No Boundaries by Nicole Morgan

2010-09-05T19:53:00.000-05:00

Ms. Morgan definitely knows how to write a hot story, as evident from the sexy excerpt that she provided us. Whoever wins a copy of Love Knows No Boundaries is very lucky.

Just a quick reminder that that if you are the lucky winner, please remember to state the book you've won in the subject line of your email when you contact me, as it will make it easier for us to get your your prize.

The lucky winner was selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG. The generator selected comment #13.

With that said...The lucky winner is...

ESTELLA

Please contact me off-line at blackraven [dot] contests [at] gmail [dot] com to claim your prize.

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Contest Winner #12: Texas Tangle by Leah Braemel

2010-09-05T16:26:00.000-05:00

First, I need to thank Leah for one hot excerpt. Damn, I may be drinking lemonade for a while. LOL!

Texas Tangle is a must read and no I'm not saying that because I'm from Texas and the excerpt was hotter than a Jalapeno coochie. Okay, maybe I am, but that's beside the point. Everyone needs to add Texas Tangle to their list if they haven't done so already, which is the reason that I'm here to help out two (2) lucky winners.

Please remember that the lucky winners were selected using the True Random Number Generator by RANDOM.ORG. The generator selected comments #3 and #9.

With that said...the lucky winners are...

RHONDA. - Texas Tangle and TT Bag

FLCHEN1 - Texas Tangle and TT Mouse Pad

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Contest Winner #11: Samhain New Releases

2010-09-05T15:58:00.001-05:00

Awaken

by Anya Richards

An angry fairy queen trapped his body. A woman’s love could imprison his heart.

An Enchanted story.

Prince Ryllio once lived so charmed a life, even he began to believe nothing bad could touch him. Then a moment’s indiscretion brought Queen Mab’s wrath raining down, encasing him in stone.

Hundreds of years later, he is losing hope that anyone will find him, much less counter the spell. Until a beautiful young woman wanders into his hidden glade to privately discover the pleasures of her own body. Her sensual innocence reignites his acute longing for freedom.

Lured into the old forest by an irresistible impulse, Myrina finds intimate communion with Ryllio’s imprisoned spirit. His whispered guidance weaves an erotic spell, rousing her to undreamed heights of ecstasy.

The intertwining of their minds comes at a devastating price. As each encounter intensifies, Myrina falls in love with a man she can never touch. And Ryllio realizes he must give up the last vestiges of his humanity—or condemn her to a life devoid of a flesh-and-blood lover…

Warning: Bawdy faeries cause mayhem and wicked self-love abounds, as a voyeuristic prince and a shy but willing commoner both get a fine erotic comeuppance (put the emphasis in “comeuppance” where you will).

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Slayer

by D.L. Snow

Marriage? No, thanks. She’d rather kiss a dragon.

An Enchanted story.

All Prince Cahill needs to assume the throne is one simple thing: a wife. Except every virgin princess in the kingdom has turned up deflowered before the deal can be sealed. The very next maiden to cross this threshold, he vows, will be his bride.

When she appears—injured, half-frozen and reeking of dragon dung—he holds to his promise and puts her to the final test to prove her worthiness. A test that involves a mattress and a pea.

Breanna couldn’t be less interested in marriage, especially to a cocksure royal like Cahill. Since losing her family to a dragon horde, she has become the continent’s finest slayer—a job she doesn’t plan on giving up until the last dragon’s blood drips from her sword.

Yet her sleepless nights are plagued with visions of Cahill doing wicked things to her untutored body. And when she fights at his side to repel a dragon attack, her visions become delicious reality.

But Queen Eleanor, whose reign is about to end, has no intention of giving up her power. Not to Prince Cahill, and certainly not to some young upstart…

Warning: This book contains corruption, seduction, conspiracy and magically-induced erotic dreams. And that’s just the first chapter.

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Snow

by Deborah M. Brown

When her prince comes, her dream could turn into a nightmare.

An Enchanted story.

It’s not that Anais hates her new stepdaughter. She simply has bigger things on her mind, like birthing a son for the aging king. Temptation beckons in the mirror eyes of the king’s huntsman, leading her down a path of dark desires until, by the time she realizes Rui’s true nature, it is too late. Her heart is ensnared, and she will do anything to keep him in her arms. Especially when his roving eyes land on the princess…and Anais’s indifference turns to hate.

Upon her father’s death, the painfully shy Snow White quickly learns she can rely on no one—least of all the stepmother she once hoped would become a friend. Surrounded by undercurrents of treachery she cannot hope to understand, she turns to her seven dwarven guards for guidance. Freed of their magical bindings, these small yet perfectly formed, handsome men vow to open her innocent eyes to the dangers of court politics…and the ways of men.

Yet lust is a cruel master, and Snow White’s girlish longing for purest love could blind her to the destruction that waits to take a bite out of her dreams…

Warning: Contains explicit sex scenes between a queen and her lover, the lover and his male lover, and—yes—proof that size doesn’t matter when it comes to true lust, er, love.

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Wolf

by Cara Carnes

One act of kindness cements a destiny she couldn’t fathom.

An Enchanted story.

As a child, the Lost Woods were Hannah’s passion. A place where she dreamed of mysterious creatures, including one she saved—a man who magically changed into a wolf. Now, twelve years later, the woods are her refuge from a horde of marauders who killed her mother.

This time, it is the wolf who saves her. And he is no dream.

Stephan can’t help but remember the time Hannah encouraged him to free his injured leg and continue the soul journey required of his kind. The child unwittingly bound herself to him, and now the woman tempts him like no other. Yet if she learns his secret, her fragile trust could be broken for all time.

Hannah doesn’t see how she can possibly fit into Stephan’s world—especially when their overwhelming passion reveals the one reason she should not trust him. Stephan has fought more than his share of battles, but the one for Hannah’s heart is the one that could break his own…

Warning: Kickass, shape-shifting alphas will leave you breathlessly begging for Lost Woods. Be careful …they may know what you think!!!

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Hello everyone,

I must admit that I LMAO at some of the titles you creative people came up with during this contest. At one point, I almost lost my lemonade as I was reading them. They also brought me much humor in my car as I was waiting to pick up someone. That's right! Because, I would never think of reading my emails while driving. Not me!

Anyway, thanks for the laugh. To keep it fair, the True Random Number Generator was used to select the two (2) lucky winners. The generator selected comments #13 and #15.

With that said...The lucky winners are...

DIVA'S BOOKCASE
BOOKLOVER0226

Please contact me off-line at blackraven [dot] contests [at] gmail [dot] com to claim your prize.

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Blackraven's Blog Annivesary Contest Winner #10: Blue Lady by Shelley Munro

2010-09-05T15:32:00.000-05:00

Okay, I'm back! Did you miss me?

I know...I wasn't gone that long. I love the Middlemarch series and I love Shelly Munro's books. Therefore, the lucky winner of this contest is in for a real treat.

In reviewing your responses, you have picked some excellent books of Ms. Munro's to begin with and I must admit that there are few more that I need to check out myself.

Please remember that the lucky winner was selected using the True Random Number Generator. The generator selected comment #6.

With that said...The lucky winner is...

SINN

Please contact theblackraven off-line at blackraven [dot] contests [at] gmail [dot] com to claim your prize.

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Contest Winner #9: Artic Shift by Lissa Matthews

2010-09-05T15:07:00.000-05:00

Artic Shift

by Lissa Matthews

She believes in myths…can she believe in destiny?

Denali Heat, Book 1

Unlike her adventurous sister, Ruby is perfectly content to let her mind be the wanderlust while her body stays safely in Chicago. Melanie wouldn’t be out of touch this long without a damned good reason, though. Which means it’s time for a giant step outside her comfort zone.

While Denali National Park is like another planet, the myths and legends that saturate this wild land are right up her alley. The wilderness guide waiting for her—naked in her bed—looks about as safe as a polar bear.

Carson’s people are kin to the great beast, right down to the white hair. Before Ruby ever set foot in Alaska, his inner bear knew that Melanie’s little sister was his mate. He’s doing his level best not to let his primal needs scare her, but everything about her sends his urge to possess her into overdrive.

To his surprise, revealing he’s a shifter only stimulates her innate curiosity. Warming her with the perfect fire of their lovemaking, easy. Convincing her that real love isn’t a myth—and making her want to stay in his home, his bed, his heart—now, that’s a problem…

Warning: cozy flannel PJs, a naked shifter, incredible food and some fireside sex hot enough to melt the polar ice caps…

You can read an excerpt here.

First, I want to thank Lissa for her generous offer in giving three (3) lucky winners copies of her books. She totally ROCKS!

Before I announce the winners, please remember that the prizes are given out in the order they were originally listed and the order in which the True Random Number Generator selected them. In addition, you had to answer the question...

Now, let's see who the lucky winners are...The generator selected comments #3, #4, and #5.

With that said...the lucky winners are...

Leni - Simple Need and Carnal Ecstasy

Susan - Artic Shift

Amanda - Sweet Caroline

Please contact me off-line at blackraven [dot] contests [at] gmail [dot] com to claim your prizes.

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Contest Winner #8: At Piper's Point by Ethan Day

2010-09-05T14:12:00.000-05:00

Good afternoon everyone,

I apologize for the delay in announcing the winners, but I had unexpected company yesterday. Family...can't live with them, can't live without them. Or, is that you can't choose them. Either way, they've left on their merry way to visit other family members, so I'm here to announce the lucky winner of Ethan Day's At Piper's Point. Woo-hoo!

I need to remind everyone that in order to be entered in the contest, you needed to answer the question, be a member of The Cafe, leave your name and email address, and of course, have some fun. LOL! In addition, please remember to state the prize that you won in the subject line when you contact me. The lucky winner was selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG. The generator selected comment #17

With that said...The lucky winner is...

BOOKLOVER0226

Please contact theblackraven off-line at blackraven {dot} contests {at} gmail {dot} com to claim your prize!

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Final Giveaway #14: Gift Cards from MBAM, Amazon, and Bookstrand

2010-09-03T18:13:00.001-05:00

Good evening everyone,

First, I wanted to thank everyone who came out and helped me celebrate my blog anniversary. I've had an awesome time and I hope that you have too. I appreciate all of you very much because if it weren't for you, this wouldn't have been possible. I know that you can choose which blogs to follow and visit everyday, so I appreciate that you choose to visit The Cafe.

I'm working on a few things in regards to The Cafe and both review sites that I think you'll enjoy even more. So, be patient with me while we're transitioning.

Second, I want to wish everyone a Happy Labor Day Weekend. I'm going to finish unpacking boxes and try to rest before I go back to the EDJ. Unpacking is never done! LOL!

Third, this is the last giveaway so I hope that you enjoy it. Here's what's up for grabs...

2 - $5 GC to MBAM! - compliments of The Blackraven

1 - $5 GC to Amazon - compliments of Blackraven's Reviews

1 - $5 GC to Bookstrand compliments of Dark Diva Reviews

CONTEST

To enter the contest for the gift cards, all you have to do is leave a comment. Easy-Peasy!

Remember...
1. Must be or become a follower of The Cafe
2. Must answer the question
3. Must leave your name and email address in case you win
4. Must have some fun

Of course this is an overnight contest; therefore, you have until 6:00 PM (CST) on Saturday evening to leave a response in the COMMENTS section. Four (4) Lucky Winners will be selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG.

Good Luck Everyone and I'll be back in a bit to announce some winners!

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Giveaway #13: Love Knows No Boundaries by Nicole Morgan

2010-09-03T14:26:00.001-05:00

Love Knows No Boundaries

by Nicole Morgan

Blurb:

[Siren Allure: Erotic Contemporary Romance]

Isabelle first fell in love with Sean when she was fifteen years old. Six years her senior, he saw her as a gawky teenager. While at college, Isabelle has found the perfect boyfriend. Justin is patient, kind and a complete gentleman. Sean’s feelings for her have changed, and he is tired of sitting by while she is with another man. Driven by desire and love, he does everything within his power to win the woman that he loves.

Justin, the once-perfect boyfriend, begins to fall apart at the idea of losing Isabelle. In a moment of rage and desperation, he does something horrific, effectively changing their future forever.

Will Sean’s love be enough to get them through the pain? Or will Isabelle walk away from Sean forever? And does love truly know no boundaries?

Note: This book contains rape of the heroine.

This book was previously published by another publisher under a different title.

A Siren Erotic Romance

Adult Excerpt:

“Ssh,” he told her. “Come here.”

She followed him over to the full-length mirror that hung on his closet door. He turned her around to face the mirror and placed her hands on the door. She looked at him in the mirror, confusion etching her face.

One side of his mouth lifted up.

“Keep your hands where they are. Step out of your panties, honey. Here.” He reached down to help her. “Now, back your legs way out toward me. And slowly drop to your knees. Good. Now, lean your arms into the door. That’s it. That’s nice, baby.” He placed his hands at her hips as he guided her legs further apart. “Now spread your legs, honey. No, more. Real wide. Yes, that’s perfect.”

He looked at her reflection. On her knees, outstretched in front of the mirror. He ran his hands down her back and rubbed them all around her perfectly rounded bottom. He pulled his hands away to undress himself. He was making quick work of all of the buttons and the zipper that his outfit entailed. As he stepped out of the last leg of his pants, he smiled at her.

“What do you want me to do to you, baby?”

His voice made that sound again. How did his voice turn her into a puddle of desire? Knowing that there could be no more hesitation, no more embarrassment, she answered his question.

“I want you to kiss me there and—taste me.”

“All you had to do was ask, baby.” He dropped to his knees once again, only this time he turned his body and scooted underneath her on his back. At first he just stared up at her. Then she heard him mutter something under his breath and his mouth crushed against her. It was hard and fast. It was intoxicating. His head was lifted up and he was licking parts of her that had never been touched by another human being. He kept saying something, but she couldn’t understand. And honestly, she didn’t really care. What he was doing felt so good.

Sean was losing himself in her taste, fast. He had never consumed anything so sweet and succulent in all of his life. Her scent was enough to send him to the edge anyway, but her juices on his tongue would make sure he fell completely off the edge—completely and forever.

“Look in the mirror.” Sean’s words vibrated against her sensitive flesh.

She understood him that time. She looked up and saw his tongue dart out of his mouth and into her wetness. The sight of him licking her and taking her with his mouth was making her crazy.

“Sean. I can feel—oh Sean. Something is happening to me.”

She was close. He could sense it from her muscles contracting around his tongue every time he entered her, but her words were his proof. She was moaning and whimpering with every thrust of his tongue. He had never wanted a woman’s release more than he did hers right now. He increased his pressure as he grabbed onto her bottom.

Isabelle jolted from the sensation of his rough hands. He was pressing hard. Pressing her body further into his mouth. Her legs were so weak. She could feel her thigh muscles start to shake. What did that mean? But oh, it felt so good. She heard a ragged cry and was surprised that it came from her own throat. It sounded so primal. She was about to beg him to take her now, to not make her wait any longer. But then he did something different, something that stunned her.

Her reactions were guiding his movements. He knew she was close, but he wanted her to experience all of the sensations of oral sex before he let her climax. When he knew that he had licked and tasted every part of her, he went for the sensitive nub that was swollen and engorged with her arousal. First he flicked it with is tongue. He had to fight back a laugh at her response. She probably hadn’t realized it but she had screamed a naughty word. Then he pulled the nub into his mouth and began sucking on it.

What was he doing? Oh, yes. Is this normal?

“Sean I—maybe you should stop. I don’t know if I should be feeling—oh, oh, oh Sean.” She felt a heat wave rip through her at the same time that a million butterflies danced around in her tummy. She suddenly felt euphoric as a warm rush of liquid heat spilled from within her. Sean. Sean was moaning and talking to her. What he was saying she had no idea. She was floating somewhere, hovering outside of her body.

Finally the sensation tapered off until she was left with a warm feeling of peace. And sleepy, she felt so sleepy. Her body became lax. She vaguely felt it when Sean had picked her up and carried her to the bed. She opened her eyes and smiled up at him. Raising her hand to his face she whispered to him.

“That was amazing.”

He watched her. She was completely satisfied. When she had finally climaxed and he had tasted all the sweet nectar that had poured out of her, he thought he was going to fall right along with her. But he held back and concentrated on drinking up every last drop of her. She was sleepy now. No matter how badly he wanted to bury himself in her, she needed a nap. This night would be exhausting for her if he didn’t let her rest because there was no way that once was going to be enough with her.

He leaned over her and placed a gentle kiss to her forehead. Before he had a chance to pull away she grabbed onto him in demand of a real kiss. So he did. He kissed her long and hard, with all of the unspent desire that was still making him ache for her.

She drew away from his kiss, stunned. Her eyes were wide.

“Is that me?”

He smiled. She could taste her passion, and if he was a betting man, she liked it.

“It’s amazing, isn’t it? You’re so sweet, honey.” He kissed her once more.

She moaned as the kiss deepened. He could feel her arousal returning. He thought she would be too tired, too lax from her orgasm to do anything but rest. But now she was urging him, enticing him.

“Izzy, don’t you need to rest?”

She shook her head.

“I need you, Sean. I need you to fill me, I feel so empty. I want to feel whole with you.

CONTEST

Wow! Between Leah and Nicole, I'm going to be drinking lemonade all day today. LOL! First, I want to thank Nicole for dropping by and helping me celebrate my anniversary. Second, she's agreed to give one lucky winner a copy of Love Knows No Boundaries. Woo-hoo!

This is turning out to be a Top Notch! day. Let's see...what type of question will it be this time. Hmmmm!

Nicole has 3 books with "Sweet" in the title and involve Navy Seals. What are those titles? Easy-Peasy!

HINT: You can find the answer by CLICKING HERE.

Of course this is an overnight contest; therefore, you have until 2:30 PM (CST) on Saturday to leave your responses in the COMMENTS section. The lucky winner will be selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG.

Here's the rules:
1. Must be or become a follower of The Cafe
2. Must answer the question
3. Must leave your email address and name in case you win
4. Must have fun

Good Luck Everyone and Thanks Nicole!

I'll be back in a bit to announce some winners.

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Giveaway #12: Texas Tangle by Leah Braemel

2010-09-03T12:59:00.001-05:00

Texas Tangle

by Leah Braemel

Blurb:

Thanks to her cheating ex-husband and her thieving brother, all horse breeder Nikki Kimball has left is a bruised heart, an overdrawn bank account and an empty home. When sex-on-legs Dillon Barnett and his brooding foster-brother Brett Anderson start showing more than just neighborly attention, Nikki is intrigued...and a little gun-shy.

Dillon and Brett have a history; back in high school, the two friends fought a bitter battle over Nikki. Now, ten years later, Brett still longs to be the man in Nikki's life, but he's determined to stand back and let Dillon win Nikki's heart.

Society says Nikki must choose between the two men she loves. Is Nikki strong enough to break all the rules in order to find happiness?

Excerpt:

He’d planned to seduce her slowly, to start off with opening a bottle of her favorite Australian Shiraz he’d stashed away a couple nights before. Then he’d kiss her. Touch her. Get her worked up. Together they could work their way to her bedroom. Slowly. Gently. Tenderly.

At least he’d made her come first. But in the front seat of his fuckin’ sedan like a horny teenager?

He groaned as she sucked him so deeply, the head of his cock bumped her throat. Instead of gagging the way he’d expected her to, he could feel her lips curling up, and she started humming. Oh, shit, yeah! When she slowly withdrew until only the head stayed between her lips, it was everything he could do not to push her head down and fuck her talented mouth like the barbarian he was.

As she pumped her mouth, her hips rose and fell to the same rhythm. He lifted her behind off the seat, encouraging her to kneel so he could slide his hand between her legs and cup her mound. With a moan she ground her clit against the heel of his hand while his fingers plunged into her pussy. Her juices covered his palm as her humming grew louder, more frantic, the vibrations sending an electrical jolt through his shaft and straight to the base of his spine.

Desperate, he pulled her off of him. Her eyes were glazed, her lips red and swollen as she looked at him in confusion. The scent of her arousal—musky and sweet at the same time—filled the car, inflaming his senses.

“Not here. Not like this. I want to be buried inside you when I come.” He removed the keys from the ignition and opened his door even as he was stuffing his dick back into his pants. Anxious to get her inside, he nearly jumped over the hood of the car to open her door before she could.

The warm, wet depths of her mouth, the strength of her tongue and the mind-blowing suction she used on his cock had Brett closing his eyes in a desperate attempt not to lose complete control. Christ, she was a goddess made for sucking his dick.

As soon as she’d cleared the car door, he slammed it shut, grabbed her hand and half dragged her to the house. She giggled that it took him three tries to stab the key into the lock, only to discover the door had been unlocked the entire time. What would it feel like to make her giggle while she had his dick in her mouth?

Heaven. Sheer fucking heaven.

Once they were inside, he threw the deadbolt and plastered her back against the front door. Without a care for her dress, he pulled the neckline down over her breasts, catching her bra with it. The fabric pulled taut, holding her breasts up like a trophy. Holy crap, her breasts were so pretty, the plump nipples jutting out, begging to be suckled. He captured one taut bud with his mouth, lashing it with his tongue, scraping both top and bottom with his teeth.

She pressed her breast deeper in his mouth as she sought his erection again. He captured her by the wrists and braceleted them with one hand above their heads, stopping her from touching him. If she did, he’d shoot off in his pants.

With his other hand, he freed himself, then trading her breast for her mouth, he hitched her skirt out of the way and positioned himself at her entrance. With a curse, he realized he’d forgotten one important step and had to release her hands while he fumbled in his back pocket for a condom. Once properly protected, he repositioned himself, driving her breath from her when he buried himself to the hilt with one thrust.

So fucking fantastic.

Her body was firm against his, speaking to the hard work she did in the stables and the hours of riding her horses. He rotated his hips, her channel so hot and tight, it about drove him insane.

A dark primitive side of him tried to claw its way out, wanting to pound into her, to spill his come deep inside her, to leave his scent all over her so any other man around would know she was his. He nipped at her shoulder, rasping his teeth over her smooth skin, half worrying he’d leave a mark, the other half hoping he would.

He tortured himself by pulling out of her in a long, slow glide, which proved to be an agonizing pleasure as her body enveloped him. Just as slowly he rocked back into her until the head of his cock nudged the hard flesh of her cervix. His body trembled, especially when he noted she took every inch of him deep within her without complaint.

He buried his head in the crook of her neck, inhaling the perfume she’d dabbed behind her ears, tasting the salt of her sweat. At some point he didn’t remember, she’d undone the buttons of his shirt, and her breasts rubbed against his chest, driving him crazy with lust.

“It’s gonna have to be fast, baby. I can’t do this slow.”

“So what are you waiting for?” She hooked one ankle around his waist and tilted her hips as he pounded into her. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as though she’d be launched through the door if she didn’t hold on to him. She made the softest little mewling sounds while her internal muscles clenched his dick.

The door banged against the frame each time he slammed into her, and her cries changed to gasps. The sounds combined with the wet sucking sounds of their flesh slapping together, filling the hallway and echoing up the stairs. His lips curled into a smile at how they were making as much noise as when she and Dillon…

CONTEST

Damn, I definitely need a cold glass of lemonade after that excerpt. Leah, you totally rock and I love all of your books. Texas Tangle is the bomb-diggity.

Now that everyone is all hot and bothered, here's what's up for grabs. Two lucky winners will receive an electronic copy of Texas Tangle. In addition, I have a Texas Tangle bag and mouse pad that I'll send out to the winners. Since I only have one of each, the first name selected using RANDOM.ORG will receive the Texas Tangle bag and the second name selected will receive the Texas Tangle mouse pad.

Here are pictures of the Texas Tangle bag and mouse pad.

Okay, here's the question: Leah has 2 free reads listed on her website. What are the titles? Easy-Peasy!

HINT: You can find the answer by CLICKING HERE.

Of course this is an overnight contest; therefore, you have until 1:00 PM (CST) on Saturday afternoon to post your response in the COMMENTS section below. Once again, the lucky winners will be selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG.

Now for the rules:
1. Must be or become a follower of The Cafe
2. Must answer the question
3. Must leave your name and email address in case you win
4. Must have fun

Good Luck Everyone and Thanks Leah!

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Giveaway #11: Samhain New Releases

2010-09-02T21:54:00.001-05:00

Read An Excerpt Online

Buy from MBaM!

Warning: This book contains corruption, seduction, conspiracy and magically-induced erotic dreams. And that’s just the first chapter.

Read An Excerpt Online

Buy from MBaM!

Warning: Contains explicit sex scenes between a queen and her lover, the lover and his male lover, and—yes—proof that size doesn’t matter when it comes to true lust, er, love.

Read An Excerpt Online

Buy from MBaM!

Warning: Kickass, shape-shifting alphas will leave you breathlessly begging for Lost Woods. Be careful …they may know what you think!!!

Read An Excerpt Online

Buy from MBaM!

CONTEST

Good evening everyone, or maybe I should say good night.

I thought that since I had given away copies of Jack and Shenandoah that I might as well giveaway the others. Although these four books aren't a series and can be read as a stand alone, they were all written based on a theme. That theme is "Enchanted".

So, I thought we'd have a little fun. Take the title of your favorite fairy tale and turn it into an erotic fairy tale title. For example, "Little Red Riding Ho". LOL! Sorry!

That's all you have to do to be entered into this contest. I will select two lucky winners who will receive a set (all 4) of the books shown above.

Of course, this is an overnight contest; therefore, you have until 10:00 PM (CS) Friday night to post your responses in the COMMENTS section below. Two lucky winners will be selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG.

Please remember that in order to be entered into the contest, you...
1. Must be or become a follower of The Cafe
2. Must answer the question
3. Must leave your name, email address, and format in case you win
4. Must have fun

Good Luck and Good Night Everyone!

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Giveaway #10: Blue Lady by Shelley Munro

2010-09-02T16:46:00.001-05:00

Blue Lady

by Shelley Munro

Blurb:

Middlemarch Mates, Book Ten

Saber and Emily are longtime mates. Happiness has been theirs, until the tragic loss of their unborn baby.

Saber is desperate. Emily has shut him out, wallowing in depression. They inhabit the same house, but his loving mate has withdrawn, and he wants his happy, matchmaking woman back. It’s time to up the ante. Armed with a bag of sex toys from his wild twin brothers and a tropical island setting, Saber is determined to seduce his mate to his way of thinking, to drive the blues away, and he won’t take no for an answer.

Excerpt:

“You’re beautiful, Emily.”

Her breath hitched and she glanced at him in surprise. What the heck was he doing? Thinking? Slightly bemused, she allowed him to tug her deeper into the sun-warmed tropical water. It lapped at her thighs then her waist, caressing her skin like smooth, glossy satin. When they reached breast-depth, Saber halted and turned to her, grasping her upper arms to hold her in place. Not that she could have moved. The light in his green eyes stole her breath, weakened her knees.

He intended to kiss her. The knowledge seared her, making her mouth open in shock. Saber hadn’t kissed her, hadn’t touched her for weeks. She tried to remember the last time and came up empty. Make that months. Emily bit her bottom lip. The non-touching wasn’t exactly his fault. At first, she’d been too distraught. Numb from the loss of their baby. And now it was too late to bridge the gap. She didn’t know how.

Unaccountably nervous, she tugged at the ends of her long hair. It hung like brown rat’s tails, partially concealing her breasts. It needed a cut. Something else she’d ignored recently.

“If you don’t want me to kiss you, tell me now.”

Her gasp was audible above the lap of the waves. His fingers tightened on her upper arms to a point shy of pain. She stared up at him, peeking from between lowered lashes. He looked…hungry. Predatory like the dangerous cat he was. Without waiting for her to reply, he lowered his head, closing the distance between them. Their lips met, tentative and cautious, much like a first kiss. That comparison faded rapidly as Saber deepened the contact, drawing her closer so his muscular chest crushed her breasts. An intense burst of heat hit her, swirling through her body. Her heart lurched painfully, and a moan escaped as he devoured her, wrapping his arms around her as if she were a treasured possession.

In shock, Emily clutched his shoulders, allowing him to push his tongue into her mouth, taking the kiss from hesitant to carnal. After wavering, she went with the moment, embracing it with everything she had, grateful for the contact when she’d thought Saber detested her and wanted her gone.

His low groan and the dig of his cock told her she’d engaged his interest. Then she realized her fingertips stroked his marking site. Horrified, she jerked her hand away from the fleshy pad of skin between shoulder and neck.

“Hell, I want you so much. Please let me make love to you.” His husky words should have appeased her fears. No such luck. They terrified her, filled her with doubt. She buried her head against his shoulder, and he must have taken that as consent. He lowered his head to nibble the delicate skin of her neck. His tongue drifted over her mark and the fight drained out of her, replaced by a searing desire she hadn’t felt for months.

He continued to lave her mark, using the sensitive spot to play her like an instrument. Emily closed her eyes and clung to him, glorying in his touches. She hadn’t realized how starved she’d been for touch, how lonely.

“I can’t wait. I’m so sorry. I can’t take it slow. I need you so bad.” Saber lifted her easily, parting her legs. He guided his cock to her entrance and pushed inside before letting her weight do the rest.

Emily winced at the slight pain. She wanted him and had thought her body would do the rest, preparing for his possession. Not so.

“Hell, I’m sorry,” Saber whispered after registering her flinch.

“No, don’t stop.” She gripped his biceps with urgency, instinctively knowing if they stopped now things would become even more uncomfortable between them. They stared at each other, the turquoise water rocking their bodies. It felt warm and silky, the idea of making love outdoors where anyone could see very decadent. A turn-on.

Saber kissed her fiercely, their teeth clashing before he angled his mouth a fraction more for the perfect fit. A purr vibrated deep in his throat, the sexy sound relaxing Emily. Saber slid deeper into her pussy, and they both sighed.

“Wrap your legs around my hips and hold on to my shoulders.” He placed her hands on his shoulders when she was slow to respond to his order. “That’s it. Now use the buoyancy of the water. Yeah,” he purred. “That’s it.”

CONTEST

I love Shelley Munro's books, especially The Middlemarch series. When I stumbled across this great series, I knew that I was in for a treat. So, when Shelley agreed to give one lucky winner a copy of her newest release in the series, I was so excited. Whoever wins is in for a real treat. Woo-hoo!

Okay, so let's get down to business. Here's the question: Check out Shelley's Middlemarch series and tell me which book intrigues you the most. Easy-Peasy!

You can access Shelley's site by CLICKING HERE.

Of course this is an overnight contest; therefore, you have until 5:00 PM (CST) on Friday to leave your responses in the COMMENTS section. The lucky winner will be selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG.

Here's the rules:
1. Must be a follower or become a follower of The Cafe
2. Must answer the question
3. Must leave your name and email address in case you're the winner
4. Must have some fun

Good Luck Everyone and Thanks Shelley!

I'll be back in a bit to announce Ethan's winner and the last giveaway of the day.

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Contest Winner #7: Southern Comfort by Eve Cassidy

2010-09-02T16:22:00.000-05:00

Southern Comfort

by Eve Cassidy

Blurb:

Two guys. A girl. One incredible game of pool…

Scarlett wants to escape, even if it’s just for a little while. So she heads to Southern Comfort, where she’ll find a certain marine she can’t get out of her head. And she knows he won’t be alone.

Michael spies the uptight woman of his dreams the minute she fights through the crowd. She’s sexy as sin and he can’t take his eyes off her while she flirts over some liquid courage. When she finally heads his way, it’s time to find out if she can live up to her end of the fantasy.

Red-hot chemistry may call the shots, but once you take the double hit… The game is on.

Hey everyone,

I'm back! First, thanks Lissa for the hottie and the great giveaway. Damn, between you and Eve, I'm in hottie heave. Woo-hoo! Second, congrats Eve on your new release from Ellora's Cave. That pool table scene is hottie than a Jalapeno coochie! LOL! Wishing you many sells, today! I'd also like to thank everyone for the interesting drinks and comments. I've must admit that I've had several of them myself. LOL! Don't get me wrong, I'm not an alcoholic. Now, while I don't drink anymore, I don't drink any less either. *wink*

Okay everyone, before I announce the lucky winner, I wanted to remind you that if you're one of the lucky winners to list the prize that you've won in the subject line. For all of those who have one so far, I'll be sending out the prizes shortly. The lucky winner was selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG. The generator selected comment #2.

With that said...The lucky winner is...

ELAING8

Please contact me off-line at blackraven {dot} contests {at} gmail {dot} com to claim your prize!

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Blackraven's Blog Annivesary Giveaway #9: Artic Shift & Simple Need by Lissa Matthews

2010-09-02T15:49:00.001-05:00

Happy Anniversary to the Blackraven and her blog!

I know I have enjoyed visiting as both a participant and reader and look forward to a lot more. I’ve had a lot of novellas come out this year and have at least 2 more on the calendar.

I’ve also gained quite a few new readers and blog friends and in the process a couple of my books have gotten some additional attention and it’s sparked a resurgence and interest in a couple of characters, the main one being Vinter from my Ellora’s Cave Exotika, Simple Need.

So, I thought for my post today, I would highlight Simple Need as well as my current Samhain release, Arctic Shift, and give you peak at the blurb for Cracklin’ Rosie which is due out in October from Samhain as well.

Simple Need…

So many people have commented on this book, reviewed this book, loved this book. Vinter is awesome and yes, he is based on a real person with the real name of Vinter. He has made people feel all kinds of hot and naughty and I couldn’t have asked for a better reaction to him. One of my first appearances on The Blackraven’s Erotic Café was with this book and I figured it was only appropriate that I bring it with me today.

Blurb:

Vinter is not your typical businessman. Tattoos, piercings and not a suit and tie in sight. One-third owner of a bar and a tattoo parlor along with being a bassist in a band, Vinter comes and goes as he pleases. He likes his beer cold, his music hard and his women scorching hot. Until he’s knocked off his game by a suburban doll he can’t stop wanting.

Elise needs a change. In men. The buttoned-up businessmen she’s been dating leave a lot to be desired—in romance, in respect and most definitely in sex. A recent text message from her now ex-lover drives Elise into a popular bar on the outside of town, where she meets one of its owners. He’s just the kind of man she’s never had and definitely the kind she’s always fantasized about. Big, bad and oh so naughty.

Unexpected tenderness. Unimaginable lust. Being dumped has never felt so damn good.

You can read an excerpt here.

Arctic Shift…

This is my first shape-shifter. An ice bear or more commonly known as a polar bear. I honestly have no idea where this book came from. I love these large, majestic animals. I know they are bears, wild, would just as soon kill you as look at you for the most part, but then all shifters have that streak in them. It’s part of their magnetism. Wolves, large cats, other bears, even snakes have that predatory streak a hundred miles wide. These animals would be no different than my polar bears in terms of dangerous and what they are like in their natural habitat.

Carson, the hero of Arctic Shift and one of four brothers (James, Patrick, and Douglas are the other three) is part of a family of genetically mutated polar bear shifters.

It was an accident made years and years ago when DNA was spliced in a lab near on the western edge of Canada’s Hudson Bay where the bears were being studied.

This was a fun book to write. I was able to read a lot, study, research, talk to people. There are two more books planned, one for Patrick and one for Douglas. James will be getting a free read in the coming months.

I’ve been very nervous about this book. I know a lot of paranormal readers are very picky and particular so with this one being my first shifter, I’m treading lightly.

Artic Shift Blurb:

She believes in myths…can she believe in destiny?

Denali Heat, Book 1

Cracklin’ Rosie…

Yes, this is another Neil Diamond inspired tale complete with rose wine, a story of how she got her name, and a man with a belt. This is the second book in my Blue Jeans and Hard Hats series with Samhain Publishing and I am really enjoying it. Sweet Caroline as well as Arctic Shift were supposed to be single titles but my editor loved both ideas and premises so much that she asked for three books each. Who am I say no to that?

Cracklin’ Rosie comes out October 26th.

Blurb: (a work in progress)

A tool for every job. A belt for every occasion…

Blue Jeans and Hard Hats, Book 2

Food is Rosie’s life, and life is good. She loves it, makes it, serves it in her diner, writes about it in her blog, and she’s happy. At least until a storm puts a rather large tree limb through her roof, and a sex-in-a-tool-belt roofer on top of her cabin.

But that’s not where she wants him. No, she wants him behind her with a strip of leather in his hand. That’s what makes her edgy—vulnerability is not her style. Except the more prickly she gets with him, the more he turns on the charm.

Decker arrives in Blue Ridge, Georgia with nothing on his mind but a job and some new scenery. His legendary patience is tested from the first moment he meets sharp-tongued Rosie. She’s got hips that sway, non-stop curves and a mouth that needs to be filled with things that are much sweeter than vinegar.

A few singe-worthy kisses, and Decker uncovers passions that will likely earn her every red stripe she’s begging for. And Rosie discovers Decker’s got a hunger burning deep inside to give her anything and everything she needs. Maybe even…forever.

Warning: Between the sheets of this book you’ll find a twist on a decadent southern dessert, sweet rose wine, picnic table sexiness, truck sex, a man who knows how to give a spanking, and a woman who knows how to bend over a hot yummy lap.

CONTEST

For the Blackraven’s celebration, I am giving away a copy of Simple Need and Carnal Ecstasy to one person, a copy of Arctic Shift to one person, and a copy of Sweet Caroline to one person.

I’m so glad I could be a part of this and wish you all happy reading!

~lissa

You can find me through my website, Blog, Twitter, Goodreads, and Facebook.

Oh, I forgot to tell how to enter the contest. I'm working on 4 different books. Provide me with at least one of the 4 titles and you're entered. Easy-Peasy!

You can access my website by CLICKING HERE.

I also forgot to mention the rules, so here goes...
1. Must be a follower or become a follower of The Cafe
2. Must be answer the question
3. Must leave your name and email address, especially since there will be three winners
4. Must have some fun!

This is an overnight contest; therefore, you have until 4:00 PM (CST) on Friday to leave your responses in the COMMENTS section. The Blackraven will use the True Random Number Generator to select the winners.

Good Luck Everyone and Happy Anniversary Blackraven!

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Contest Winner #6: The Lonnigan Series by Dee Tenorio

2010-09-02T14:31:00.001-05:00

All Or Nothing

by Dee Tenorio

In this game of love, winning is not an option.

The Lonnigans, Book 2

Lucas Lonnigan thinks he’s finally gotten the best of his twin brother, until he discovers his half of a date-swap is none other than metal artist Belinda Riggs. A leather-dipped Goth queen who considers him a cross between a pin cushion and a science project—and the woman he’s loved forever.

Belinda isn’t exactly overjoyed to see him, either. In her opinion, love means becoming a punching bag, and she won’t be anyone’s doormat. Lucas is too dangerously tempting to allow within striking distance of her heart, but that doesn’t stop her from wanting.

After one blazing night of passion, Lucas finds himself locked out of Belle’s life with seemingly no chance to get back in. With nothing left to lose, Lucas makes a final play and appeals to the one thing Belle can’t say no to—a dare. Winner take all.

Lucas may think this crazy game will decide their relationship, but she sees it as her chance to finally set him free—and maybe indulge in the sexiest goodbye of her life…

Warning: Story may sizzle your undies off. Includes pigheaded hero with a cranky heart of gold, bitchy heroine with a flamethrower, massively inappropriate behavior, make-up / break-up sex of the sinful kind…and a puppy!

Hey everyone,

First, I want to thank Dee for providing one lucky winner with a copy of the Lonnigan series. You're going to love these brothers. They are sexy as sin. Second, thanks to everyone who has come out so far to participate in my blog anniversary. I'm having fun.

Okay, before I announce the winner, just remember to mention that contest that you've one. And of course, the lucky winner was selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG. Wow! It seems as though 10 is the lucky number today.

With that said...The lucky winner is...

NANCY G.

Please contact me off-line at blackraven {dot} contests {at} gmail {dot} com to claim your prize!

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Contest Winner #5: Professional Liaison by Sandy Sullivan

2010-09-02T14:05:00.000-05:00

Professional Liaison

by Sandy Sullivan

Blurb:

[Siren Classic: Erotic Contemporary Romance, BDSM]

Melissa Gordon, CEO. Her dream job. No man can compete. Until one hunky construction worker shows her what a real man can do, with a voice that can melt butter and hands that drive her crazy. When he opens her eyes to the world of BDSM and takes control, she can’t help but want to see what else he knows how to do.

Andrew Novak’s on a mission. Help his sister at any cost, even his heart. Someone else is controlling his movements. He doesn’t want to use the beautiful woman and head of Marshall Enterprises, but he doesn’t have a choice. She stands in his way.

Lissa. Just her name drives him to distraction and past reason. One night in her arms isn’t enough—will never be enough—but when she finds out what he’s done, she’ll never forgive him.

A Siren Erotic Romance

Good afternoon everyone,

I promised that I'd be back. I thought we'd begin today by announcing the winners from the previous contests that are up. Then, we'll move on to what's up for grabs today. Woo-hoo!

Before I announce the winners, I'd like to thank Sandy for providing us with that scorching hot excerpt from Professional Liaison. I'm definitely add this to my TBR pile. Wow! I'm such a book whore and proud of it. LOL!

Just a few things...remember that if you're the lucky winner, please provide your name and the contest that you've won when you email us. In addition, the lucky winner was selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG. The generator selected comment #10.

With that said...The lucky winner is...

YADKNY

Please contact me off-line at blackraven [dot] contests [at] gmail [dot] com to claim your prize.

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Giveaway #8: At Piper's Point by Ethan Day

2010-09-01T20:18:00.001-05:00

At Piper's Point by Ethan Day
Publisher: Loose Id
Genre: GLBT (M/M), Contemporary, Erotic Romance

Summary:

Ten years and many boyfriends later, Cassidy Winters finally returns to the ancestral home of his late grandmother, Sadie Hart, despite the best efforts of his father to prevent it. Cassidy's plans of a quiet, seaside ceremony to wish a final farewell to Sadie quickly unravel. Interruptions run roughshod, beginning with Neil, who walks out of the ocean and straight into Cassidy's bed. The dominos topple one by one when the little dog he rescues from the hounds of hell brings him to Ben, the hunky vet who rescues Cassidy right back. News of his arrival spreads faster than Cassidy's legs, bringing his boyhood friend and first love Nate Sommers to his doorstep -- leaving Cassidy spiraling into a multi-layered love snafu. As if the island wasn't getting crowded enough for Cassidy's good taste and bad decisions, best friends Ollie and Spencer arrive in time to witness the uninvited return of Cassidy's most recent ex, Teddy, who's refusing to stay dumped.

Fists fly and all hell breaks loose amid mojitos and martinis while Cassidy finds himself planning a huge party to celebrate Sadie's life. Accusations are aimed as arguments and libidos boil over, but even through the chaos Cassidy knows exactly who he wants. While he's certainly willing, he isn't sure if he's ready or able for love and life at Pipers Point.

Excerpt:

Cassidy stood on the far side of the bed smiling, obviously lit as he watched Nate pull off his shirt and toss it onto the floor in front of the closet door. He turned away, trying to concentrate on the pictures on the wall. Do not sprout a boner, Horny McGee. His entire body was amazingly tingly, but he wasn't so drunk that he felt out of control or unable to communicate. He was a little sleepy and a whole lot turned on. But he knew that if he concentrated, he could keep control over his wanton, slutty libido.

Cassidy undid the buttons on his jeans, then pushed them down over his hips. Wriggling his legs in an attempt to get his pants off, he lifted the black turtleneck over his head, getting his hands tangled in the elastic wristbands as he attempted to pull them free. He started to laugh, realizing his head was stuck in the neck as well, trapping him. "Who turned out the lights?"

"You're drunk off your ass," he listened to Nate say while laughing at him. "Just hold still while I finish getting my pants off."

"Ah…the phrase every little intoxicated homo dreams of hearing."

"I'd prefer to not know how many times you've heard it, if it's all the same to you."

Cassidy laughed, liking it when Nate got jealous. He began turning his head around frantically in an attempt to get his bearings. He decided there was no need to wait for Nate, feeling he could free himself as he continued to wriggle around.

He was just beginning to feel hopeless, like he was caught in one of those Chinese finger traps where the more you struggled, the more hopeless your chances of getting loose became. He managed to pull one hand free with a grunt, then stopped moving altogether as he listened to Dog's nails clicking furiously across the wood floor.

"I feel like I'm falling," Cassidy got out just before he hit the floor with a thud. He started to belly laugh, hearing Nate lose it. "Dude, that fucking hurt."

"You idiot."

His pants were pulled loose from around his ankles.

"I told you to wait and I'd help you."

"I didn't need any help," Cassidy said as Nate's hand closed around his free wrist. "I almost got free."

"Difficult to believe, coming from the doofus lying on the floor." Nate helped him up onto his feet.

Cassidy decided not to struggle, holding his trapped wrist out for Nate, who jerked it loose. Perhaps I'm worse off than I thought. His head bobbed around a little as Nate yanked the turtleneck from around his neck. Nate stood directly in front of him in nothing but a pair of dark gray spandexlike boxer briefs, and Cassidy was feeling particularly good about it.

Cassidy enjoyed the seductive sense of security having Nate's hands around his waist, holding him up. His skin was still warm from lying out in the sun all afternoon, and for some reason that made him feel all sexy. He knew he was drunk, but as he stared into Nate's eyes, he struggled to remember why they'd come to the conclusion that having sex with each other was a bad idea.

Nate blinked, turning away momentarily, breaking the dreamy spell Cassidy had been under.

"Where's Dog?" Cassidy asked, trying to push away the thoughts that maybe Nate didn't want to fuck him because he wasn't interested.

Nate shoved Cassidy back onto the bed. "She shot under the bed when you started to fall."

Cassidy laughed again, feeling slightly dizzy as he hit the mattress, bouncing up and down a little.

"Take those trunks off," Nate said, turning to the dresser. "If you can even get'em off."

Cassidy fumbled with the drawstrings until he got them untied, then lifted his hips and peeled them down. "You didn't mind them so much earlier today," Cassidy said, sitting up so he could take them the rest of the way off. "Considering the way you were checking me out."

Cassidy smirked, pleased with himself as a pair of jersey boxers hit him in the face.

Copyright 2010 Ethan Day All Rights Reserved.
http://www.loose-id.com/At-Pipers-Point.aspx

CONTEST

Good evening everyone,

Just so you know, I love Ethan Day's work. There is something about it that so sexy and real that when I start reading his books, I can't put them down. So, I was really excited when Ethan agreed to give one lucky winner a copy of his new release, At Piper's Point. Woo-hoo!

K.B. of Dark Diva Reviews rated At Piper's Point 5 Delightful Divas and a Recommended. Check out her review by CLICKING HERE.

If you've never read one of Ethan's stories, you're definitely missing out. So, here's tonight's question...Which of Ethan's books intrigue you the most? Easy-Peasy!

You can access Ethan's website by CLICKING HERE.

Of course this is an overnight contest; therefore, you have until 8:00 PM (CST) on Thursday to leave a response in the COMMENTS section. The lucky winner will be selected using the True Random Number Generator. Since it's so late, this is the last giveaway today, but I promise to make it up to you tomorrow with plenty of goodies.

Before you go, let me give you the rules...
1. Must be a follower or become a follower of The Cafe
2. Must answer the question
3. Must leave your name and email address in case you win
4. Must have some fun

Good Luck Everyone and Thanks Ethan!

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Giveaway #7: Southern Comfort by Eve Cassidy

2010-09-01T15:50:00.001-05:00

I’d like to start by thanking Black Raven for letting me come in today and talk a little about my first Ellora’s Cave release, Southern Comfort.

My name’s Eve Cassidy and I write erotica. Actually, I’ll pretty much write anything as long as I’m properly inspired. ;-)

My “thing” if we want to call it that, is men in uniform. Even more precisely, big strapping alpha men in uniform. A few years back *g* I served in the Marine Corps. People always ask me what possessed me to do such a thing and while I had a variety of practical reasons, my love for a man in uniform was pretty high on the list.

Now that I’ve been slightly tamed by my very own military man, I spend my days crafting naughty stories and I’ve been lucky enough to have my first military ménage picked up by EC.

In my story, Southern Comfort is the name of a bar that sits outside the front gate of a military base. Every base has one and they cater to the men and women in uniform. Lots of good times go on in Southern Comfort and I’ve been told the #1 most often ordered drink is “Sex On The Pool Table.” So I’ve brought with me a sexy drink recipe and an even sexier man.

Sex On The Pool Table

1 part melon Liqueur (such as Midori)
1 part peach Schnapps
1 part Vodka
1 part Pineapple Juice
1 part Sour Mix

Make sure each person—oops—I mean ingredient gets its fair share and then serve over ice. I promise that ice will come in handy later. Oh and don’t forget the cherry on top. Everyone loves a good cherry.

For those of you that don’t drink, no worries. There will be plenty of other good things to go around at Southern Comfort.

Blurb for Southern Comfort –

coming to Ellora’s Cave September 2

Two guys. A girl. One incredible game of pool…

Scarlett wants to escape, even if it’s just for a little while. So she heads to Southern Comfort, where she’ll find a certain marine she can’t get out of her head. And she knows he won’t be alone.

Michael spies the uptight woman of his dreams the minute she fights through the crowd. She’s sexy as sin and he can’t take his eyes off her while she flirts over some liquid courage. When she finally heads his way, it’s time to find out if she can live up to her end of the fantasy.

Red-hot chemistry may call the shots, but once you take the double hit… The game is on.

And a little tasty excerpt for you:

Brody poured three more shots and Scarlett held up her hand to pass. “I’m already a couple of shots ahead of you. I want to remember tonight, not wake up in a drunken haze.”

“Well, then I guess me and Brody better catch up.” Another image popped into his head. This time her splayed across the table. “And I know just how I want to do it.”

“Do what?”

“Drink my other two shots.” She looked at him in question but he didn’t respond. He preferred to let her figure it out on her own as they went. The anticipation would be so much more fun. In two strides he walked to the pool table and cleared the top, pushing all of the balls into the pockets.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” The gleam in Brody’s eyes told him that he’d caught onto the plan.

“Come on, sugar. Climb up on the table for me.”

She hesitated for a few seconds before she smiled softly and walked toward him, hips swaying. He still couldn’t believe her pussy was bare. His gaze was drawn to the puffy lips of her sex and the urge to spread her thighs and feast on her consumed him. Not yet. Her satisfaction was all about the pacing and he and Brody doing this together. She’d approached them together and they’d been more than thrilled by her response thus far.

Michael clutched her hips and drew her close to fit the outline of his hard cock against the heat between her legs. She groaned in his ear and he ground his teeth together to keep from moaning himself. He bent at the knees and grabbed her thighs, the smooth flesh inflaming his need. Lifting her off the ground, he placed her squarely in the center of the felt.

Surprise flared in her gaze but she remained silent. Testing her resistance, he spread her open and looked close at the pink moist flesh that tempted him. Spread out before them she became an irresistible temptation. Using his thumbs he spread her outer lips to get a good look at the flushed arousal of her erect clit. The pounding of his heart accelerated as he stood and stared. His mouth watered in anticipation of her juices flowing over his tongue. He needed to make her scream.

“Michael…”

“Just give me a second,” he growled. He released his grip on her luscious flesh and took a step back. “Why don’t you go first.”

Brody answered with a tight smile, indicating his restraint suffered as well. He grabbed her ankles and gently pushed her to the side. “Here, lie like this. I think it will be safer.”

“Safer?”

Her husky whisper punched Michael in the gut, pushing at his control.

“Yeah. If you tease the big bad wolf for long, you get eaten,” Brody replied.

“And which one of you is the wolf?”

“We both are and trust me, you will be eaten.”

You can reach me at my website at http://evecassidy.net or follow me on twitter at http://www.twitter.com/evecassidy

CONTEST

Eve, thanks for coming out and joining in the fun. Also, congrats on your new release. I love the title, the recipe, and the hottie. Damn, three for three, how can you go wrong.

Listen up everyone! In honor of my anniversary and her upcoming release, Eve is going to give one lucky winner a copy of Southern Comfort. Woo-hoo!

Here's the question: What's your favorite mixed drink that gets you all hot and bothered and guaranteed to get your hubby or significant other a night of uninhibited sexacapades? Hey, my anniversary, my question. LOL!

Of course this is an overnight contest; therefore, you have until 3:30 PM (CST) on Thursday to post your responses in the COMMENTS section. Remember, there's no judgment on this blog, so let it all hang out. Okay, maybe not! LOL!

Here's the rules:
1. Must be or become a follower of The Cafe
2. Must answer the question
3. Must leave your name and email address in case you win
4. Must have fun

Good Luck Everyone!

I've got to run an errand, but I'll be back in a bit with the next giveaway and to announce the rest of yesterday's winners. Woo-hoo!

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Contest Winner #4: Trey and Jack by Cat Johnson

2010-09-01T13:38:00.000-05:00

Jack

by Cat Johnson

The best way to heal a broken heart is to jump right back on the horse. So to speak…

Red, Hot & Blue, Book 2

After watching the girl he’s crushed on for years fall for his best friend, the last thing special operative Jack Gordon wants is a vacation. If cooling his heels doesn’t drive him crazy, doing it under his family’s scrutiny will.

But once he’s back home things get more than a little interesting. The new farm hand is cute, sexy—and his instincts tell him she’s got something to hide. Luckily, he’s got the skills and the backup to find out what.
Gordon Equine is the perfect place for Niccolina Campolini. The Gordons pay in room, board and cash. And they don’t ask questions. Perfect for a girl on the run…until Jack shows up. Sexy as hell and far too inquisitive, Jack strikes sparks and suspicions that put both her body and her heart in danger.

Jack knows better than to trust a woman with as many shadows as Nicki, but the heat waves of their attraction are messing with his focus. And when her secrets catch up with her, he’s not sure if he’s protecting her from something, or protecting his family from her…

This book has been previously published and has been revised from its original release.

Warning: This book contains extremely stupid gangsters bearing guns, a bored team of special operatives looking for some action, and one Southern gentleman guaranteed to charm your panties off.

Read An Excerpt Online

Buy from MBaM!

Hello everyone,

Thanks for the kind words Cat and these wonderful books. I don't know about the rest of you, but I love a man both in and out of uniform. There's just something that makes you go hmmm! LOL! Then, you add that their Southern gentleman, damn, that's just hot. Or, maybe it just gets me hot and bothered in all of the right places. *wink*

Okay, back to business. Please remember that if you're one of the two lucky winners of this set of books, to provide me with the ebook format you'd like and mention the prizes that you've won in the subject line of your email. In addition, to be entered into the contest, you must answer the question. Just leaving a comment won't get it done. The lucky winners were selected using the True Random Number Generator, as always. The generator selected comments #21 and #1. Just goes to show that the Early Bird Does Get The Worm...or in this case...The Books!

With that said...The lucky winners are...

ALCOTT
LENI

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Contest Winner #3: Shenandoah by Ally Blue

2010-09-01T12:27:00.001-05:00

Shenandoah

by Ally Blue

Blurb:

The weakness he fears could be his lover’s only hope.

Mother Earth, Book 2

Bear has never regretted leaving his old life behind for his exotically beautiful lover, Dragon. Following his heart, though, has left them in need of a home. There’s only one place he can think of where they can be together and be happy. Shenandoah. A place of myth—until he encounters signs that it’s a real place that lies somewhere to the north.

Dragon doesn’t share his lover’s faith that it even exists, much less that it will live up to Bear’s high expectations. Yet they are Brothers now, bound by love and so much more. No hardship will keep Dragon from Bear’s side. Even if it means nothing but disappointment waits at the end of their journey.

Danger lurks in the wilderness, the ruined cities of the lost Old World, and especially within themselves. As Bear’s quest for a new home becomes a spirit journey of mystical power, Dragon doubts his own strength—an unbearable shame he tries to hide deep within. But when a chance encounter turns into a fight for survival, Bear’s life depends on Dragon’s ability to put his doubts aside…and dare to hope.

Warning: This book contains knife fights, cannibals, mysterious ruins, and dirty sex between warrior men.

Read An Excerpt Online

Good afternoon everyone,

I love Ally Blue's books and you've picked some awesome ones to read. But then, how can you go wrong with one of Ally's books. I can't wait to read Shenandoah. It sounds wonderful.

Once again, if you're one of the two lucky winners, please remember to mention in the subject line which book you've one and provide me with the electronic format you'd like to receive your book in. The lucky winners were selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG. The generator selected comments #6 and #4.

With that said...The lucky winners are...

SINN
SHERRY

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Contest Winner #2: Blood Hero by Madeleine Drake

2010-09-01T12:11:00.000-05:00

Blood Hero

by Madeleine Drake

Blurb:

When Rihat, a soldier in Babylon's army, discovers that his village is being terrorized by an akhazu demon, he seeks help at Marduk's temple. He meets Iltani, a demigoddess who's been cursed by Ishtar to live as an ardat-lili, enslaved by lust, a night-maiden who feeds on sexual energy.

Iltani offers Rihat the power to slay the akhazu, if he'll agree to serve her every need without question. But will the price of that power be more than Rihat can bear to pay?

Hello! I'm baaaack! LOL!

I really enjoyed my chat with Madeline and hopes that she comes back to visit us soon. Blood Hero sounds fascinating and I can't wait to take a break and get in some quality reading time. But right now, I'm the hostess with the most, so let's get down to business.

The lucky winner was selected using the True Random Number Generator. Please remember that if you're the lucky winner, to mention in the subject line which contest you've won. It just helps us get the prizes out to you faster. The generator selected comment #18.

With that said...the lucky winner is...

ESTELLA

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Blackraven's Blog Anniversary Contest Winner #1: Ride of Her Life by Anne Rainey

2010-09-01T11:55:00.002-05:00

Ride of Her Life

by Anne Rainey

Blurb:

It’s been a year since her divorce and Lily Justice is ready to move on—but not with just any man. She’s got a certain drool-worthy body shop owner in mind. It’s almost convenient that her car needs some work. And when she meets Kyle Wolff up close and personal, her inner-slut has to have him, age difference be damned. With the car staying at the shop, Kyle graciously offers to give her a lift home.

While she accepts a ride on Kyle’s hot motorcycle, Lily’s inner-slut wants a hot ride on Kyle.

She’s about to get what she wants. And it will be the ride of her life…

Good morning everyone,

Wow! That was one hot excerpt. I'm back to announce the lucky winners and to tell you what's up for grabs today. Woo-hoo! So be sure to stay tuned. First, I want to thank Anne for the excerpt and the giveaway. You completely ROCK!

I know that you're excited, but before I announce the winner, I just wanted to remind you that the lucky winner was selected using the True Random Number Generator from RANDOM.ORG. In addition, if you are the lucky winner, when you contact me off-line, please be sure to mention in the subject line which prize you won so that we can get the goodies to you faster. The generator has selected comment #8.

With that said...The lucky winner is...

JANE

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