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Saturday, December 31, 2011

I’ve been nominated for TWO best of 2011 awards!!!

WOW!! I’m stunned! From Love Romance Café:
Best Ménage Book (any combination as long as it’s three or more people in the relationship)
Berengaria Brown-Untamable (Silver)

Best Science Fiction/Futuristic/Dystopian Book
Berengaria Brown-Raw Want (Siren-Bookstrand)

“Untamable” blurb:
Jewel, Donovan, and Oscar live together, but the excitement has gone out of their relationship. She makes holiday plans to spice things up, using the theme of a "White Christmas". Jewel has thought of everything, but will Donovan and Oscar rise to the challenge?
Buy link: https://spsilverpublishing.com/product_book_info/new-release-c-1/untamable-ebook-p-677

“Raw Want” blurb:
Yuri, Jed, and Lucas claim Ruth as their woman after rescuing her. The men demonstrate their love for her by helping her to prepare herself for the dangers and stress of their journey. Can the foursome learn to become a unit, while searching for more survivors? Weeks of searching reveal no survivors and no clean water either. How can people live under such conditions? Mind-blowing orgasms form a contrast to days of fear and tension. Will their travels cement their relationship or drive them farther apart than ever? Is shared danger and awesome sex enough of a foundation on which to build a long-term relationship?
Buy link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-want


Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Stuff your stocking with books blogfest! TODAY ONLY

Today I am over at the "Stuff Your Stocking with Books Blogfest". My post goes LIVE at 6pm Eastern and I'll be drawing a winner from the commenters for their choice of a book from my backlist at midnight. EVERY blogger is giving away a prize so you really should go visit!


Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Happy Holidays. My Holiday gift to y'all

“Tasting the Holidays”: Blurb:

Marianne is addicted to all things Christmas. She's also addicted to the totally yummy James, but he just doesn't understand the importance of the holiday. Is he teachable?

Happy Christmas, honey.”
James leaned in for a gentle kiss, then couldn’t resist deepening it, pulling her against his aching dick, and showing her just how much he wanted her.
Finally he broke the kiss just seconds before he would have passed out for lack of oxygen.
“Maybe we’d better continue this inside,” he suggested, breathing heavily.
“Good plan.” She stepped back to let him enter.
He kicked the door shut behind himself, then pulled her back into his arms. She felt so good there, so much a part of himself. His tongue dived into her mouth again, tasting her, sliding along the insides of her cheeks, behind her teeth, across the roof of her mouth. She was so damn delicious. Honey, nectar, and ambrosia all rolled together into one magnificent woman.
James gripped her hips, grinding his aching dick against her pelvis. Suddenly, he couldn’t wait a moment longer. “I want you so much.”
“I always want you,” she whispered.
And that was true. She was always ready and wet for him, so accommodating, so loving and giving. Damn he was one hell of a lucky man.
James flipped her over his shoulder, one hand holding the voluptuous curve of her ass as he jogged down the hallway to her bedroom.
It was a welcoming room, without being girly. The comforter was a deep gold, the rug bronze, and there was a painting of a field of sunflowers in full bloom on the wall opposite the bed.
But right now the only thing he wanted to see was Marianne naked. He swung her upright and dropped them both onto the bed, his lips locked to hers. Their bodies bounced a little bit on the mattress, then he slid one leg between hers, held her face in both hands and thrust his tongue into her mouth.

FREE DOWNLOAD LINK: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-tastingtheholidays-648676-144.html

Happy Holidays!

Friday, December 23, 2011

Virgins No More book 2: A Regency treat!

Blurb: “Almost a Virgin”. Book 2 of "Virgins No More"

Theodora has loved John Smith ever since she was a little girl. But he’s very wealthy and she is only a vicar’s daughter and sister.
John had been waiting for Theodora to grow up. When he kisses Theodora in the garden at the ball, lust roars through him and he takes her there in the garden, fully dressed, only a few yards away from a hundred people. She’s warm and more than willing in his arms, and it’s not until the deed is done that he realizes he’s just dishonored his best friend’s sister.
Theodora doesn’t regret what she’s done. She enjoyed it and wants more of him. Even though he’s only marrying her because he dishonored her, she doesn’t care. She’ll make him so happy in bed and in his home he’ll stay with her even though he may never love her.

Story Excerpt

The Season had barely begun, so the ballroom was not overcrowded. That was one thing Theodora had not enjoyed last Season when her Mama had brought her out. Some of the Ton parties they’d been invited to were the ones to which every man and his second cousin twice removed had received a card, so the heat and noise had been awful. But since her brother, Barnabas, had not received any offers for her hand, Mama had insisted they attend every event for which they had an invitation, in the hope of her making a match.
Now that Barnabas and Georgina were married, Georgina’s grandmama, the Dowager Lady Arnott, ensured they were all invited to every party of note, so mayhap someone eligible would offer for her this Season. Not that she wanted just anyone. Oh no. She was sufficiently foolish to want only one man. One big, tall, handsome, incredibly rich man. Theodora sighed quietly behind her fan and gazed at the delicious Mr. John Smith. She’d loved him for years and years. When she was a child, he’d always been polite to her, indulging her childish whims, claiming her little girl’s enduring devotion.
As a grown woman, she still loved him. No other man measured up to his kindness, intelligence, grace, and perfection of form. Unfortunately his large fortune almost guaranteed he would wed someone of much higher birth than she. No reasonable papa would discourage his suit despite his lack of a title. After all, his mama was the daughter of a duke. That connection, added to his immense wealth, would overcome any barriers.
Whereas she was the daughter of a vicar. Admittedly he was the third son of a nobleman, so her birth was acceptable. But still, as the daughter and sister of a vicar, she was no great catch. Her dowry was more than adequate. But once again, it didn’t compare with the stupendous sums available to Mr. Smith. As for beauty, her looks were well enough, but she was no diamond of the first water. Or even the second or third water. Not like Sapphira. Theodora gazed across the ballroom at Sapphira Arnott. Blonde, with brilliant blue eyes, a neat figure, and the sweetest person imaginable. I can’t even hate her she’s so friendly and caring! she thought as she watched the Earl of Mitcham and Mr. John Smith vie for Sapphira’s attention. But how I wish she’d accept the earl and leave Mr. Smith for me.

Buy link: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/almost-a-virgin-by-berengaria-brown/


Wednesday, December 21, 2011

WIN a book!

NEW BOOK OUT TODAY!! And a giveaway to WIN

I’m visiting awesome author Tracy Cooper-Posey today, answering questions and offering a giveaway from my backlist. Go, comment, win:

And also today my new MM werewolf holiday book is out!
Werewolves for Christmas: “A Little Light Loving” blurb:

Cord’s a werewolf and the holiday season makes Cord’s skin itch, his head ache, and his wolf side agitated. Usually he goes on vacation at this time of year but he wants to be with Dillon.
Cord decides to rent a little cabin in the mountains for the holiday week and Dillon agrees to come with him. They have a few wonderful days together, then Cord asks Dillon about werewolves and Dillon reveals his abhorrence of the animals and his animal heritage. Cord’s heart is breaking that the man he loves could be so mistrustful of him. How can they have a future without trust?


You need your fucking head examined. Going off to fuck a werewolf? Where's your brain? Dillon chastised himself as he followed Cord's truck. Oh, yeah, that's right -- it's in your pants. Well, you deserve everything that happens to you, then.
Yeah, but all that's going to happen is that I'm going to get laid. And it'll be excellent, I know, because Cord's so yummy.
Quite likely. But I'll be a contented, sated idiot.
Having lost the argument with himself, and being unaccountably happy and excited at the thought of spending the night with Cord, Dillon jumped out of his car, beeped the security system on, and bounced across the parking lot to where Cord was standing waiting for him.
The man did look yummy. Hunkalicious. Dillon was tempted to lick his lips but managed to refrain. He didn't dare look down to check, but he was almost certain his dick was leading the way to Cord. To bed. Oh yes!
Side by side they walked up the stairs, their steps echoing with a hint of urgency, Dillon’s heart beating faster and faster the closer they got to Cord’s apartment.
Cord kicked the apartment door shut and pressed Dillon to the wall. Dillon stared into Cord's eyes. Their faces were almost on a level. Cord was just the slightest bit taller than him. His breath hitched at what he saw in Cord's gaze. Lust. Desire. Passion. "Kiss me," he breathed.
"I plan to do a whole lot more than kissing," said Cord, holding Dillon's chin in one hand.
Dillon licked his lips. He couldn't help himself this time. He leaned forward and very deliberately rubbed his cock over Cord's.
Cord hissed, then pressed back against Dillon, pushing him hard into the wall with his full body weight. When Cord was plastered tight against Dillon's body from hips to shoulders, he flicked his tongue across Dillon's nose, eyelids, forehead, and jaw line, as if savoring the flavor.
Dillon reached up and grabbed Cord's head, sliding his hands through the thick, silky hair, then holding tight. "I thought you said you were going to kiss me. That's not a kiss."
"This is, though," said Cord in a half-strangled, husky tone, before plunging his tongue into Dillon's mouth.
Cord's tongue was everywhere, tangling with Dillon's tongue, rubbing along the insides of his cheeks, sliding over the roof of his mouth. Dillon tightened his grip on Cord's head, holding it still so he could thrust his own tongue in return, matching Cord thrust for thrust, stroke for stroke, until they were both breathless and gasping for air.
"Now that was a kiss," panted Dillon, grinning.
"Bedroom," said Cord. "I don't want our first time to be against a wall."

BUY LINK: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=83&products_id=3472


Saturday, December 17, 2011


Under clause XIX of my contract,
If Publisher suspends operations for more than sixty (60) continuous days, other than for technical difficulties such as a loss of Web Server, all rights hereunder shall immediately revert to Author.
This clause has now come into effect. Therefore I am reclaiming all rights to my book, “Changing Cherry” effective immediately.
Berengaria Brown

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Blogging, blogging...

I’m over at Savvy authors today, talking about writing as a profession.

Also, today is my final visit to Cindy Jacks’ blog, talking about my “Possessive Passions” series. And yes there are hot excerpts and yummy covers to look at.


Wednesday, December 14, 2011

All three books in my "Raw Claiming" series are out now.

"Raw Claiming" is set in the near future, when the world has changed and most of the women have disappeared. The remaining women have to choose several men to protect them, and adjust to a whole new kind of world.

Book 1 "Raw Craving":
Ayla thought it'd be just like Y2K all over again. But this time the world really did change. Now, she's living in a community with far more men than women and has to choose some to live with. Ethan and Gideon helped rescue her, and she's drawn to them. The sex is great, but she has to learn to live in a community that must become self-sufficient.
Also, what's going on outside? Has the world changed forever? Will the men be torn from her and sent outside again? Should she go, too? And into what?
Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-craving

Book 2: "Raw Need".
Hazel must choose who she'll live with. On the one hand, she likes Peyton, the leader of the group she was with. On the other, Kenan and Reuben, two of the men who rescued her, want her to join them. The Captain has a simple solution—live with all three. There follows a night of the most intense four-way claiming ever.
Soon, Reuben and Kenan leave on a trip to search for survivors. They don't find any people but find evidence a community may be hiding in desert caves. Hazel understands that two of her men need the adrenaline rush of using their skills in a dangerous situation, while one stays behind to protect her and her son.
They're all different people with different interests and skills, but can they ever become a real family?
Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-need

Book 3: "Raw Want"
Yuri, Jed, and Lucas claim Ruth as their woman after rescuing her. The men demonstrate their love for her by helping her to prepare herself for the dangers and stress of their journey. Can the foursome learn to become a unit, while searching for more survivors? Weeks of searching reveal no survivors and no clean water either. How can people live under such conditions? Mind-blowing orgasms form a contrast to days of fear and tension. Will their travels cement their relationship or drive them farther apart than ever? Is shared danger and awesome sex enough of a foundation on which to build a long-term relationship?
Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-want


Sunday, December 11, 2011

AWSOME review for "Raw Need"!

Divine, at "Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews" liked "Raw Need". She said, "I found the most endearing quality of this story was the wonder and awe in each of the men as they realized they had a family to come home to that was full of love and acceptance. I recommend this read just simply to change the pace of what you are used to and broaden your erotic horizons."

Thank you, Divine!

"Raw Need" Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/raw-need


Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Happy Commitment! A short Lesbian Holiday romance

Blurb: "Happy Commitment"
Damaris has loved Larnie for a long time. Larnie welcomes Damaris’ advances, but is unwilling to commit to a true relationship. After a night of excellent sex Larnie explains why she is acting this way. Can this holiday season bring a change in Larnie’s attitudes?


Damaris lay in bed, holding Larnie's luscious body hard against hers. She loved Larnie with every ounce of her being, but their relationship -- if it could even be called a relationship! -- was going nowhere.
It wasn't exactly that Larnie was commitment-shy, more that Larnie didn't even see the need for commitment. Oh, Damaris was certain Larnie wasn't sleeping with anyone else -- and nor was she -- but while Damaris' idea of heaven was Larnie in her arms, just like this, every night for the rest of their lives, Larnie wanted… What did Larnie want? Hell if she knew! Not some kind of formal commitment anyway.
Damaris let her hand slide over Larnie's skin. It was so soft and sweet. She buried her nose in Larnie's hair, inhaling its tangy apple scent. Whenever she smelled apples it always reminded her of Larnie.
Larnie was relaxed in her arms, but Damaris was almost certain the woman she loved wasn't asleep. So Damaris moved her hand slowly over Larnie's ribs, up higher to cup a warm breast. Larnie's breasts were just the perfect size to hold and suck. For a moment Damaris wished they were facing each other so she could pull a berry-brown nipple into her mouth and suck on it. Instead, she rolled it between her fingers, feeling it grow longer and harder under her attentions.
Damaris pressed her cunt, already creaming with desire, against Larnie's rounded ass, rubbing gently. She wanted Larnie again. Wanted to push her fingers deep into Larnie's hot little cunt, to twirl them up until she pressed on that slightly rougher bit of skin filled with nerve endings, and drive Larnie wild by holding her on the edge of climax until they were both exploding with need.
Right now Damaris concentrated on Larnie's breasts. Larnie had such hot, highly sensitive nipples, it was sometimes possible to give her a climax just by stimulating them. Oh, not always, but if she could tease Larnie, just right...

Buy link: http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=96&products_id=3429


Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Sunday, December 4, 2011

ANOTHER brand new holiday release!

“Untamable” blurb:
Jewel, Donovan, and Oscar live together, but the excitement has gone out of their relationship. She makes holiday plans to spice things up, using the theme of a "White Christmas". Jewel has thought of everything, but will Donovan and Oscar rise to the challenge?

Jewel never thought she'd have to say it, but frankly, her ménage relationship with Donovan and Oscar had become boring, predictable, and stale. The three of them acted more like old married fifty-somethings than three trendy, young, ménage-sharing twenty-somethings.
They should be eager to jump into bed together or fuck up against the wall, filled with raw passion for each other. Instead, Oscar was so tired after work he fell asleep on the sofa in front of the television, while Donovan sat at the table surrounded by a mountain of paperwork he'd brought home from the office. At night, in their apartment, instead of screams of passion, there were soft snores from Oscar, and groans of frustration from Donovan, as he hunted for missing pieces of data.
"We're all still young. We should be in bed having sex," she said aloud in the living room.
Neither man paid any attention to her.
She had the feeling that even if she stripped off, Oscar wouldn't wake up, and Donovan wouldn't notice unless she started dancing on the table between him and his spreadsheets.
"You're not listening, are you? I may as well be invisible!"
No response.
The way Jewel saw it, she had two options: find herself a new relationship or kick the men into action and reignite some passion in their existing threesome. Jewel slitted her eyes and gazed critically at the men. Donovan had short, blond hair, deep blue eyes, was a fraction over six feet tall, and looked like a muscular Viking. Under that boring, plain, navy blue sweater, he had the most intricate tribal tattoo across his right upper arm. He also had a large cock that he knew how to use to hit her just right to bring her to a screaming orgasm. Not that they'd done that too often lately.
Oscar slumped on the sofa, his red head thrown back against the top of it. He had the very fair skin and pale blue-gray eyes common to redheads. He also had a lean, lithe, runner's build, making him appear taller than his six-foot-even height. His cock was a mighty fine piece of equipment, too. Oscar and Donovan were both bisexual, comfortable with fucking each other, or fucking her, or fucking as a threesome.
It wouldn't even be so bad if the men were fucking like bunnies. At least I could watch them. But lately, no one here is getting any!
So, what was she going to do? Walk out on the relationship or try to put some spark back into it?
They'd had such fun when they'd first gotten together. Every day had been a new adventure. Even cooking meals and doing laundry had been a shared time of exploration. She'd never forget the time they'd fucked her on the washing machine. Someone had suggested the motion could be an erotic enhancement, and nothing would do but for them to try it out. Donovan had climbed up to sit on the washing machine, then Oscar had lifted her up onto Donovan's lap. As Donovan had fucked her, she'd sucked Oscar, and the three of them had come laughing and screaming as the spin cycle bounced them around.
She doubted even suggesting they do it again would inspire Oscar to stay awake or drag Donovan away from his spreadsheets.
In two weeks it would be Christmas. Her workplace closed down for the week between Christmas and New Year. So did Donovan's. That's why he was under so much pressure to have all his work projects finished. But Oscar only had the actual holidays off work.
Donovan and Oscar were coming with her to a huge, extended family lunch on Christmas Day. There'd be a million people in the restaurant. Half of them she'd only recognize from the handy, color-coded family nametags they'd already been given to prepare for the gathering. Other than that, they had nothing planned. Jewel decided she'd be thinking of something special to do. Something really exciting, to snap the men out of their lethargy, and put some spark back into their romance.
What she needed to do was work out how to put the fun back into their relationship so the three of them actually enjoyed the holiday season, instead of just sleeping through it.
It was up to her if she wanted to save their relationship, and the time to do it was now.
Well, fuck! How am I going to do that?

Buy link: https://spsilverpublishing.com/product_book_info/new-release-c-1/untamable-ebook-p-677


Thursday, December 1, 2011

Holiday Menage out TODAY! Oh "Santa Baby".

Santa Baby” blurb
Jaid hates the annual family Christmas party, a huge event withpeople she doesn’t recognize or like. She's hot and horny and looking for action on the holidays.
But this year things look brighter. Her second cousin, Greg, andhis partner, Steve, invite her to spend time with them. Two sexy Santas for Jaid? Oh Santa baby!

PG Excerpt
Jaid ran a finger along her lips, checking she wasn’t drooling. Cousin Greg was a fraction over six feet tall, with thick, collar-length blond hair that had her aching to run her fingers through it. She just bet it was as soft and silky as it looked. His eyes were deep blue, and any time she looked into them, her panties creamed, and she almost drowned with desire to get up close and personal with him. She wanted to lick her way across his muscular chest, feel him wrap those strong arms around her, and drive his cock up hard and high inside her.
Steve’s slightly rough image was the perfect foil for Greg’s fair good looks. Steve had black hair and eyes so dark they might be black too. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt that showed off the heavy muscles in his tanned arms. He made her think about doing dirty, naughty things with a bad, bad, biker boy. His features were not quite symmetrical but in a very sexy way, enhancing the bad-boy aura, and she was almost certain it was the edge of a tattoo she could see just at the sleeve of his t-shirt.
Greg and Steve in her bed would be the perfect Christmas gift. Hell, even up against a wall would do!

BUY LINK: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-santababy-648677-146.html