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Friday, August 19, 2016

Available for Pre-order - NAUGHTY HAUNTS


Naughty Haunts: A Spooky Kind of Love


Pre-order the E-book:
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Naughty-Haunts-Eleven-Spooky-Stories-ebook/dp/B01KL51ILI/

Available for download September 2nd

Including BBW, BDSM, Contemporary, MM, Menage, New Adult, Paranormal, Shapeshifter, Speculative Fiction, Stepbrother Romance & Witch from bestselling authors

Featuring:
Strange Magic ~ Lynn LaFleur
Savannah has thirteen days to perfect her changing spell with help from Dominic, her Coven Master and the warlock she loves, or suffer dire consequences.

Gypsy Witch ~ Suz deMello
Ben’s a tough, down-to-earth cop who doesn’t believe in magic, yet he falls for a modern-day witch. Will Ben and Elena’s fragile love be lost when she reveals what she truly is?

The Magic That You Do ~ Tina Donahue
Passion. Friendship. Love. Some things a man simply can’t forget… Finn has no idea what he’s doing at a haunted house on Halloween, but his tour guide Caty certainly rocks his world. Irresistibly drawn to her, he indulges in wicked delight and a return to their shared destiny.

Step Benefits 2: Dirty Princess ~ Nicole Austin
I’m sure there’s a rule in the friend code that makes lusting after your bestie forbidden. But if giving in to this off-the-charts chemistry is wrong, I don’t want to be right.

Where or When ~ Francesca Hawley
Bardic witch and famous singer Frank Jasper has been Sharon Beryl’s dream lover for years. When she wins a date with him, she is thrilled. Can their mutual desire become reality, or will it remain forever a dream?

The Ghosts at Substation #69 ~ Berengaria Brown
A woman fleeing her abusive partner. Her high school sweetheart who wants to rescue her. And two ghosts.

Coastal Ghost ~ Katherine Kingston
A sunny beach house isn’t the usual place to find a ghost, but the one that haunts Mary’s rental house has a mission and a plan.

The Revenant’s Desire ~ Charlotte Boyett-Compo
A once-a-year visit to her lover may be enough to hold his demons at bay, but it can’t cure Alana’s loneliness on the other 364 days of the year.

BONUS MATERIAL:
Immortal Hunters ~ Suz deMello
Vampire Rama avoids attention by working nights as a private investigator. No one cares if some bad guys disappear on her shift. Then Detective John van Helsing shows up. Bearing the name of the vamps’ greatest foe, he interferes in her case and in her life. Friend, lover or enemy?

Spontaneous Combustion ~ Nicole Austin
Maddy’s secret fantasies about Jake burn hotter than a wildfire but she’s not his type. With the help of his fellow firefighters, Jake intends to stoke the flames and prove to Maddy she’s the only one for him.

Were The Hell? ~ Berengaria Brown
Septimus has to learn why no female weres have been born into his pack. When he walks into the meeting room he smells his mate. A male.

Monday, August 1, 2016

Manlove Fantasies winners

Well, our ManLove Summer Fantasies contest has come to an end and fall will soon be here. As we bring this contest to a close, I would like to thank all the readers who left such wonderful, uplifting messages for our participating authors. More times than not, it's the little things like a reader's love for a book or a particular character that gets out muse moving and helps us write that next book. Don't forget to come back in October for our ManLove Fall Fantasies contest where we will have more showcases for you. Our theme will be Halloween.
I would also like to thank all of the authors that took the time to participate in this contest and share with us their favorite books. Your participation is always appreciated.
Now, for what you've all been waiting for. The winner of our grand prize Kindle Fire HD7 with a donated book from every participating author is...drum roll please...
bobbitopacio@ymail.com

Thursday, July 21, 2016

The Surfer and the Bad Boy: A free read for you!

The Surfer and the Bad Boy

Wade jumped off his surf board and splashed through the shallow water onto the sand. He stood right on the edge of the ocean shaking the water out of his hair, relishing the burning hot sun on his shoulders, and squinting his eyes against the glare to see along the top of the sand dunes.
Yes. He was right. The big, black-haired bad boy was still standing there, and still staring right at him.
Wade shoved a hand through his hair, scraping the last of it off his face, and using the action to focus even more on Bad Boy. Damn, the man was delicious. Built. Oh, how he was built. Broad shoulders, thickly muscled biceps, and washboard abs clearly visible through his unbuttoned leather vest. Everything Wade liked best all packaged together with so much attitude he could almost taste it across fifty feet of sand. Somehow Bad Boy didn’t strike Wade as the usual kind of person who watched surfers. Apart from the beach bunny women who drooled over toned male bodies, most of the rest of the viewers were fascinated by the surfers’ action on the waves. But Bad Boy seemed different. It was almost as if he was looking right inside Wade, measuring his innermost self.
Despite the scorching sun Wade shivered. Huh. He must be imagining it. Obviously he’d used up too many calories out on the water and his blood sugar was too low. A beer and a couple of hot dogs would solve that problem.
Wade strode up the dune to his truck, ripped open the Velcro ankle tie and hefted his surfboard into the truckbed, laying it on the old blanket he always kept there. His board was the best he could afford and he didn’t want it damaged.
“Niiiice,” rumbled a very sexy deep bass voice right behind his ear.
Wade whipped around. Bad Boy was standing an inch away from him. How had he gotten here so silently? Hastily he took a breath and replied. “It’s a Christenson. Chris shaped it for me personally.”
“I meant you, not the board, although it’s okay I guess.”
“Okay? Just okay? It—” Wade snapped his mouth shut and tried to stem his anger. That damn board had cost him a shitload of money and it was damn-near perfect. In fact, not even damn-near. It was perfect. Wade forced himself to take another breath and that’s when he saw the sparkling light in Bad Boy’s black eyes and realized he was being teased. Also, Bad Boy had complemented him. As if his physique was anything like as awesome as Bad Boy’s.
“My name’s Wade.” He stuck out his hand.
“Killian. Good to meet you, blondie.”
Killian’s hand was rough as if from hard physical labor, his grip firm but not bone crushing. And his voice was every bit as sexy as the first time he’d spoken.
“You’re interested in surfing?”
“A little I guess. Mostly I’m interested in you.”
“Me?”
Bad Boy gripped Wade’s hand more firmly and Wade stared at their hands, surprised that the clasp was somehow erotic rather than formal. Killian’s hand was as tanned as his own, but larger, firmer. A vision of that hand spanking his ass shot through Wade’s mind and he almost drooled with lust. Wow. He really needed to get his head on straight before he said or did something stupid.
“It’s too damn hot out here. Let’s go get a beer somewhere air conditioned.”
A beer sounded good to Wade. “I was just about to get some lunch as well. There’s a great hot dog stand just along the bluff. No air conditioning though.”
Killian finally let go of Wade’s hand and slapped him on his shoulder. “As long as I can get out of the sun I’ll survive.”
Wade grabbed a towel and his flip-flops out of the truck, grinning at the horrified look on Killian’s face when he slipped his wet, sandy feet into the plastic footwear. “Normally I go barefoot but sometimes there’re bits of metal or glass up near the road,” he explained.
“Flip-flops? Seriously? Real men don’t wear flip-flops.” The bass rumble was every bit as horrified as the look on Bad Boy’s face.
“Bare feet are my thing. Really.” Wade led the way to the hot dog stand, waving at the owner and holding up two fingers. The kid waved back and handed him two fully loaded hot dogs, then pulled two ice-cold longnecks out from under the counter. Wade carried them across to a table under an umbrella where Killian was sitting in the shade. Wade handed over a hot dog and a beer to Killian, placed his own food on the table, then dropped his towel onto the chair before sitting down.
“It’s plastic. It doesn’t matter if you get it wet.”
“I know, but some of the chairs are metal and I don’t need a burned ass.” Even as he said the words the image of Bad Boy’s big hands spanking him shot into his mind again and he swallowed hard. What the fuck was wrong with him? He didn’t even know this man.
Rushing to change the subject he asked, “Are you just here for the Fourth of July holiday? The fireworks won’t begin until ten tonight. Sunset is close to nine and it’s not really dark for half an hour after that.”

****

Killian stared into Wade’s eyes. They were the dark blue of the ocean near the horizon. A deep, penetrating color that rocked him all the way to his core. He’d started off by watching the way blondie surfed. His body moved on that board like a dancer over the waves. The sea appeared to part to let him though, offering him a smooth, graceful ride all the way into the shore. But the closer the surfer came to him, the more Killian could see the sheer muscular strength that held Wade’s body in pace. Arms outstretched for balance, legs braced to turn the board as the waves rolled by, all in complete balance and harmony. Fuck yes, blondie made it look so easy but Killian knew that was totally deceiving. If he tried to do it he’d fall off the board in ten seconds and likely break half the bones in his body as well. And that was if he didn’t drown. No. Surfing took skill, balance, precision, toughness of body and mind. All characteristics that turned him on, and blondie here turned him on in spades. It took everything in him not to slam Wade face down on the table and fuck him. Or maybe throw him to the ground and suck his cock until he screamed and begged for more.
Killian swallowed hard. “I’m here to watch the fireworks with you, and then we can make some fireworks of our own. Private ones.” He kept his gaze fixed on Wade as he spoke, watching the gleam in those blue eyes, the smile tilting the edges of his mouth up at the corners, the faint blush spreading across blondie’s tanned face.
“Fireworks huh? That sounds like the kind of plan I could agree to.”
“In that case I’d better get us each another hot dog. We’re going to need the extra calories.”
Wade grinned. “Better pick up a couple of apple pies as well for the sugar hit.”
Killian’s breath hitched. Fuck waiting for tonight. He jumped to his feet and pulled Wade against him, lowering his mouth for a kiss. Wade’s lips were soft and salty, then hard and passionate. Absolutely perfect.

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Saturday, July 2, 2016

Manlove Fantasies Contest is back



MANLOVE FANTASIES: Summer Edition 2016
The summer is here and it’s sizzling hot and we’re just burning up with ideas. I've given our authors four things they must use in a story...fireworks, hot dogs, apple pie, and sunshine/hot day. Let’s see how creative our ManLove authors can be…

Our contest will run from July 1st to July 31st. Enter to win our grand prize, a Kindle Fire HD loaded with MM stories. So, come back every day and leave a comment along with your email addy (failure to leave an email disqualifies you). Each day a new winner will be chosen. At the end of the month, ALL comments (with emails) will be entered to win our grand prize (even if you already won one of our gift certificates, you will still be entered).
All comments MUST be posted on http://manlovefantasies.blogspot.com

Rules of the Contest:
You may enter once per day, but only once per day. Each day the contest runs from 12:01am (PST) to 11:59pm (PST). Once that day has ended, no further entries may be added for that day. You must wait for the next day to enter again.
To enter every day, you MUST comment every day, on that given day. Any entries added after the 11:59pm (PST) cutoff time will not be entered.
You MUST leave your email address in your comment or we will have no way to contact you if you win. Any comments left without an email will not be considered.
Once the contest has started, leave your comment on that author's page to be counted each day.

So visit http://manlovefantasies.blogspot.com every day, read the new story and leave a comment.

Thursday, June 16, 2016

One Kinky Weekend



"One Kinky Weekend" is part of the "Naughty Heatwave" boxed set for 99 cents.



Naughty Heatwave buy links:
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Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Naughty Heatwave out today


"Naughty Heatwave: Turn up the Heat!"
Including BBW, Contemporary, F/F, M/M, New Adult, Paranormal, Regency, Shape-shifter, Speculative Fiction & Stepbrother Romance from bestselling authors!

With featured guest authors, Frances Stockton and Tamara McHatton!
Only 99¢ for the ebook!

My story in the boxed set is "One Kinky Weekend". Logan and Zara’s sex life is dead boring, so they ask another couple to join them for a very dirty weekend of naughty sex.

WARNING: ADULT EXCERPT

“I was thinking about brightening up our sex life.”
His big body went still against hers and she could feel his muscles tensing up.
“Yes?”
“You meant it when you said we could try out some new things, didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
His voice was firm but his body was still tense. She wrapped a leg around his hips, wiping her damp cunt along his upper thigh.
His big hands grabbed her ass and ground her pussy hard against him.
“What about a foursome? The two of us and another married couple. All four of us in bed together, everyone doing everyone, two men, two women, the four of us in a daisy chain, whatever we all want to try.”
He lifted her up slightly and slid her down on his cock. It filled her completely, stretching her tissues. “Hmm, someone likes that plan.”
She sat up a little, flicking her blonde hair off her face, pushing the bedding off her back, and braced her hands on his chest. Although his sandy-brown hair had a few gray threads in it these days, he was still a solid wall of muscles, as his daily gym routine had kept his body toned and fit. His nipples stood up under the tweaking of her fingers and his cock thrust up inside her, high, hard and longer than it had been a few moments ago.
She swiveled her hips so his cock scraped over her G-spot, then leaned forward to press her clit into Logan’s pelvis. His hips rose up under her, his thighs raising and lowering her, faster and faster, his hands tight on her hips.
“I do like that idea. We’ll have to choose the couple wisely though. It has to be people we’re compatible with and trust.”
“Condoms,” she gasped, her orgasm rising inside her as she wiggled her hips again. “Don’t want any worry about health risks.”
“Agreed.” He pinched her clit and rammed deep inside her. With a small scream, Zara shattered and came, her juices flooding Logan’s cock. He groaned and rammed into her again and again. Then a burst of hot cum blasted into her cunt as he stroked raggedly a couple more times before pulling her down on top of him.
“Excellent idea. You deserve a reward for thinking of it,” he whispered, thrusting a finger deep into her ass, and sucking her nipple and the entire areola into his mouth. His cock was still half hard inside her and he moved his hips enough to stimulate her pussy too as his finger pressed wickedly deep into her dark channel, the nail teasing every nerve ending there. His mouth was busy licking, sucking, nibbling her breasts, switching from side to side, adding a tiny bite here and there to tease her sensitive skin.
Zara felt another orgasm blooming in her core, hotter and harder than the previous one.
Logan redoubled his efforts, his hips pumping, his cock growing inside her, and three fingers now thrusting inside her ass.
“Yesssssss,” she sighed.
He bit down on a nipple as a fingernail dug into her clit.
She burst apart, her toes curling in the most delicious way as her body thrashed in spasms of delight.
“God, you’re good at that,” she murmured.
“Yup, well, I love you, honey.”

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Monday, May 2, 2016

My favorite book


I was recently asked to blog about my favorite book of all the stories I’ve written. It was very difficult indeed. I’ve written over one hundred stories. How could I possibly choose just one?

Obviously my first published book is very close to my heart. After all, no one ever forgets their first. That’s “Intensity” an MMF ménage. It became the first book in a trilogy published by Siren.


http://www.bookstrand.com/intensity


But after much thought I decided that even though it’s very special because it was my first, it’s not my favorite.

As my bio explains, I write all different kinds of romance, whatever genre and pairing of characters that they demand. “The Paint Store Boys” books are all MM, contemporary, whereas some of my series have different pairings within them because that’s what the characters wanted. So that makes this series special.
But what makes “Sunshine Yellow Days” my favorite (although a good momma never admits she has a favorite) is that Basil is such an outrageously flamboyant person, and Edward is so quiet and self effacing.


Edward is a nervous, frightened, failure who tries very hard to be ignored and to remain invisible. The word “invisible” isn’t even in Basil’s vocabulary. From the top of his green and purple hair, to the soles of his tap-dancing, bright red leather boots, he is front and center of the stage all the time and no one could possibly fail to see him. Their romance is very, very precious indeed.

http://www.bookstrand.com/sunshine-yellow-days

Berengaria Brown