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Dylan Cross
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Brooke Lee
Julia Mills
S.I. Hayes
T.S. Irons
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Featuring the short that inspired Midnight Run Book 1.5 in the Guardians of Grigori! 

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 Gage Louvell has just arrived in Wyoming for a Summer long festival. 
Werewolves fly in from all over the country to attend this event and the young
wolf finds himself alone and full of trepidations, he wants to be part of the
community, be accepted. He's about to find out just what it takes to meet those
ends.

Midnight Run Guardians of Grigori Bk 1.5 Excerpt 18+ S.I. Hayes

Naked, oiled up and sporting a semi. Just what I needed. Melinda kept poking at me every time I tried to cover up my shame.

“You should be proud, you got a nice fat cock, babe.”

I looked around, the others here seemed relaxed, like they knew something I obviously didn’t. Their handlers, kept touching them, like Melinda touched me, keeping us in a state of arousal.

“Why are you torturing me?”

“Shush.” Came from one of the women attending a strong looking specimen of male Werewolf. His legs were thick, muscled and parted so that his cock and balls were hanging just so. I could see a bit of precum as it oozed from the tip of his cock and it made me more aware of my own aching body. He looked up at me and smiled as I lifted my eyes from his now twitching plaything.

What was I thinking? I was thinking that he’d look good at my feet, with my cock in his mouth. I don’t know what was the matter with me. I never entertained these thoughts back home. I may have had them once in a while, but I think everyone wonders… Right?

The sound of drums beating steady filled the tent and the handlers urged us toward the opposite end of the space. As I was in the back I couldn’t see what was going on which made me even more nervous, forcing Melinda to grab my cock.

“Stop being a freak. They ain’t gonna hurt ya. It’s your initiation into the community, it just looks scary.” She looked around then dropped to her knees giving my cock a long firm series of licks with her pointed tongue. Paying careful attention to the vein at the underside of the head she sucked on me for a few moments and I started to harden again. She pulled back. “That’s better, can’t have my specimen going out only halfcocked.” She smirked, patting my cock down, but it bounced back up hitting me in the stomach. There was no settling him now.

I approached the front of the line and then I saw the stage where the wolf I had been watching was out on display, he was bent over a bench his ass pointed out to the crowd as he was being beaten with a cane. Tears ran down his face, and he clung to the bench with his claws turned out. His eyes shone bright like embers he was on the verge of an involuntary change. That was a dangerous thing, especially for me, I had no control over my wolf.

“I can’t go out there, I turn I’m liable to hurt somebody.” I dug in my heels, only to feel claws in my back.

“You are gonna go out there, don’t you fucking embarrass me.” She shoved me hard and I fell toward the stage as the other was led away with a blanket over him, being handed a bottle of water.

I was lifted up by strong hands and hoisted on to the stage.

“Here we have Gage Louvell. The Loup Garou from Grigori University, his sponsor for initiation is none other than Melinda Hollander. Melinda what will it be?”

“CBT. Master Jarvis. Look he’s a perfect candidate for a harness.”

“Indeed…”

“What?” I tried to question, but was silenced by a swift strike to the ass by the cane.

“Hush boy.” Master Jarvis insisted.

The sting sent a shiver up my spine, that wasn’t at all unpleasant. I straightened up and Master Jarvis let out a low laugh

“Hmm…” He reached down grabbing me by the balls and I inhaled sharply as he tugged them downward. “They’ve got a good weight, and I see you groom them well too. That’s real nice… Get me the leathers!” He called out.

My eyes searched the sea of people who were watching, all faces I didn’t know but all faces I was going to have to spend the summer with, my face grew hot and I felt my heart start to race. My embarrassment was at an all-time high as he tugged on me again, making me growl in pain.

“Easy boy.” He quipped as he was handed what looked like a bunch of leather straps with silver buttons on them. Silver burned after a while I hope for my sake it was actually stainless steel. Taking my balls and cock in his hands he slid the straps down my shaft to the base, snapping the band around me then wrapped the other two bands snugly around my sac separating my balls, the straps weighed them down considerably. I gasped and the crowd laughed as my cock twitched and danced for all to see, as Master Jarvis lifted it higher with the cane.

“See he’s a very responsive young lad.”

“P-please. It- it hurts.” I managed quietly.

“It will for a bit, but you’ll soon grow accustomed to it, all the young pups do… Eventually.” He turned toward Melinda.

“I love it.” She squealed in delight. “Can it be leashed?”

“But of course, Princess.” Master Jarvis bowed, then took a long lead, connecting it to a ring that hung just under my shaft, clicking it into place. “Now remember he must be well cared for today. It’s his day to shine.”

“I’ll be sure he’s taken care of.” Melinda grinned taking the leash and giving me a tug, I had no choice but to follow.

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From Paranormal Drama to Erotic Romance S.I. Hayes dips her
fingers deeply into the pools of literature while supporting her fellow authors
and hosting several blogs and her own website. sihayes.com

In her own words…

I have a mind that is easily distracted and prone to wandering.
Tangents are my forte, and if you think my characters are going to fit a cookie
cutter shape of any kind, think again. They live, they love, they eat, sleep
and f**k. I believe that people are inherently sexual creatures and my
characters be they human or something altogether else are no exception.

I don't adhere to a single genre, I toe the line on several and
wouldn't presume to be a master of any. So I suppose you could call me a
jack-of-all-trade-paperbacks.

I am a truth seeker, in my life, in my work. I’d apologize for it,
but I kinda cannot help m’self. It is my best and worst personality trait, well
mostly, being Bi-Polar I guess you could say that is the worse. But I believe
that the disorder has made me, well... Me.

I have taken this life and twisted, carved, shaped and molded it
in to the worlds of my characters. Albeit with a chainsaw, and it has made all
the difference.

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#MondayBlogs The 131 Preview Review #Spotlight DAGGER: The Brothers of Element Series) Author Cora Blu @9olivia

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Title: Dagger: The Brothers of Element Series

Author: +cora blu 

Description: 

Drew keeps waking from dreams of a mysterious, sexy, blue stranger who makes her feel things she never imagined possible. When she learns her dream man really exists, he takes her to a world she has always longed to be a part of. 

Dagger has been watching her for years, knowing she will be the one to save not only him, but his entire kingdom. He must convince Drew of what Clear Coral has been telling him all along—that their love will feed the ocean and save the earth from devastation. 

As tsunamis and earthquakes ravage not only the ocean floors, but the land as well, Drew must learn to push past her fears and suspicions to embrace the marvels and challenges that wait for her under the ocean. 

But not everyone wants a human in their ocean. Where there is a hero, there is a villain.  

Death is the price of their failure. 

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Copyright 2011 Cora Blu

“DREW, WHAT THE hell was that?” Jim barked, his face a red, blotchy mask.

She eyed her boss’s wet suit, hanging limply from his waist like a deflated tire. His sleeves flipped inside out, slapping his legs every time he pointed that long finger at her.

She didn’t care. Her teeth were chattering and her patience bank was on empty. She snapped at him, “That was me saving Michelle a trip to the morgue.” The air pack slipped from her cold fingers, hitting the deck. The solid thwack was muffled under the thick, angry air between them. “What was I supposed to do, watch? It saved your ungrateful behind.”

“I’m still your boss, Drew.”

No joke.

“Then cover your ears ’cause I’m not done.” Gripping the warm deck’s boards, she climbed out of the boat, wet suit slung over her shoulder.

“You take that off again and you’re on suspension.”

Mother Nature gave her the tools—no one said how she had to use them, and it saved their lives—case closed.

“Here, catch.” He tossed her the thick rope.

She caught it before it hit her in the mouth, her slowly tensing back muscles twitched along her spine as she secured the loop around the post. Jim’s tan, angular face puckered. Why was he so edgy lately? If she didn’t love him, she’d clock him over the head. Something was up. Something more than Michelle being eight months pregnant.

Jim motioned for a towel off the pier’s deck. “You never—ever—take that pack off,” he warned.

“Got a faster way to get the suit off?” She hurled the towel, aiming for his head.

“That’s your only protection down there.”

“And I was your only protection,” she said.

“Drew, you take too many risks.”

“This risk saved your life, Jim. Be grateful I wore the front zip or I’d still be struggling to get it off.” Snatching open her duffle bag, she dug out a peach T-shirt and slipped it over her head. “It distracted Bandit long enough.” Tugging the T-shirt past the wet bikini, she kept her eyes on Jim. He was pissed, but alive, and that was what mattered.

Never leave your partner.

“Drew.” He set the cooler on the deck then dragged a hand down his face in frustration. She could see it forming, the grand lecture. “You were half-naked down there,” he told her. Peeling the seal suit down his thighs, it puddled around his feet.

“It saved your life,” she returned. “What’s the big deal anyway? We live on the beach. You’ve seen my bikini a million times.” She wiped off the face of her watch—seven thirty. He must not have gotten enough sleep last night. It had to be why he was freaking out.

“It’s not the same.” Worry lines creased his wide forehead above deep-set, squinted eyes. His signature pissed-off stare was aimed right at her.

“What?” She didn’t have another answer for that look. In truth, she did, but he was still her boss and this wasn’t the right time.

In one long, lurid sweep, his gaze undressed her. She wanted to crawl back inside the wet suit. “Stop looking at me like that.” She gripped her towel. “It’s, ewww, creepy.”

“That’s how Bandit watched you, Drew. A glass of vodka, flashing lights, and he was in the club trying to get your seven digits.”

“Jim, that’s disgusting,” she argued. “You’re one to talk. It’s no different than the little dolphin that clung to your side. Was she a science groupie?”

Dropping the towel, she grabbed her khakis. Shoving her feet through the leg holes too fast, she caught her toes and about toppled over. Gaining her balance, she knew he was right—knew taking off the wet suit would work, but he didn’t need to know that. Heck, she wished she hadn’t known it would work. A quick glance out over the Atlantic gave her a glimpse of the dolphins, and she knew they wouldn’t come in with Jim on the pier. She had to hurry.

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 After working in the financial world for over twenty years, I found many unique situations and characters that filled my imagination.

I love romance.

So in my stories you will find my characters are interracial and multicultural, because I don’t live in a one race world. With that being said, my stories deal with situations most people can relate to. I enjoy fleshing out that story of how the couple ending up in each other’s world and revealing that moment when they realized life wouldn’t be the same without that person.

Throw in stranded in the Alps or waking in a strangers bed because someone found you slumped over in your car. Having a threat sent through email and your ex is the main suspect, yet she’s missing. Or having a seven foot tall blue man standing at your back door covered in tiger stripes telling you it’s time to come home and he lives in the ocean, now you’ve entered my world of storytelling.

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The In Dreams... Series, The Roads Trilogy, is the accumulation of almost eight years of writing. Begun in 2006 after a D&D campaign

ended S.I.Hayes took the world and created the Unavoidable Road. It took five years as 

Shannon spent many months at a time in an undiagnosed Bi-Polar fog. 

In 2010, she finally found the help she needed and she has been writing feverishly ever since

The first book wast over 130,000 words, so she decided that it needed to be smaller if only tonot scare readers away form an unknown book that was so thick. 

Thus the first trilogy was born. 

In between she became the CoAuthor to Awakenings: The Wrath Saga, a Paranormal Drama likened to Big Brother Meets The Real World, of the Preternatural, Several blogs and her own website. S.I.Hayes.com.

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#FridayFiction The 131 Preview Review #Spotlight The Draglen Brothers Series: SHOWKEN From Author Solease M. Barner @SoleaseBarner

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Title: SHOWKEN: The Draglen Brothers Series

Author: +Solease Barner

Description: 

An erotic, paranormal love story with dragons. Suitable for mature adults only.

Marilyn Carrington has been hurt by everyone who has ever claimed to love her. Now, she only trusts herself and her .45 caliber pistol. When the sexiest man she has ever seen walks into the bar where she works, she stays clear of him, ignoring his advances, but when he takes the hint and leaves her alone, she finds herself missing him. Marilyn finds she doesn't care about the danger she senses around him; she wants to know the feeling of love again. Marilyn's only problem now is whether Showken is really ready for her.

Showken Draglen is known for being a playboy. Loving his freedom, he has never committed to a woman, and doesn't ever plan to. But when he sees Marilyn, he will do whatever it takes to have her. Unused to rejection, he becomes even more determined to win her. But deep down Showken knows that when she finds out what he truly is, she will run, leaving him with the only option he knows, using his power.

Excerpt:

“Showken, please, you’re torturing me with your mouth.”

“Really? Well, I can torture you with this mouth all over your body,” I say, pulling at her shorts. She gasps at how fast I get them off her. “Showken, please,” she says. I think she is awake, but no, she’s in a deep sleep. I smile, thinking of how to wake her up. Hmmm.

“What do you want, beautiful?” I whisper into her ear, softly kissing her neck. She moans, moving towards me. Whoa, I need to wake her up. I get up, and go get the last cupcake. When I come back, she’s sliding her hand into her shorts. Fuck, she’s starting without me. Moving quickly to the bed, I pull the covers all the way down and climb back in. I lay my hands on her lower belly, and she wakes up looking at me. I smile, looking at her hand in her shorts. She looks down, feeling embarrassed. I smile, pulling her hand out of her shorts. I start licking each finger. I never take my eyes off of her. She tastes delicious.

“Maybe we should go to sleep.”

“Sleep you will get tomorrow morning,” I say, reaching for my cupcake. “We had chocolate last time, but I also like strawberry. I think strawberry and Marilyn will be a good combination.”

“Ohhh!”

“Spread your legs, beautiful, I’m hungry,” I say, watching her reaction. She slowly opens her legs, and her arousal glistens. I turn the cupcake on my hand and slowly lower it to her sex, spreading the frosting on her and moving it up her belly, also. She moans, “Ohhhh!” I like the sound of that. I stuff the now frosting-free cupcake into my mouth, chewing slowly while holding her legs apart. She’s squirming now. I lean down, licking frosting off her hot body. She arches towards me, and I feel frosting all over my face. I chuckle, remembering she said she wanted space. No space, my lovely lady, I think to myself. I continue sucking, pulling at her folds covered in strawberry frosting. I can’t stop myself, I make sure every piece of frosting is off before I focus on her first release. “Showken, I’m dying, please,” Marilyn whines.

“You’re not going to die, sweetness,” I say, pushing her shirt over her head. She’s now totally bare for me. I squeeze her breasts, loving the feel of them. I dip back down to her sex and start on her clitoris. It’s not long before she’s pulling my hair, hard. Pushing my tongue into her sex, I’m rewarded with her orgasm filling my mouth. She screams very loud. “AHHHHHHHHHHH!!” I can’t wait, holding myself up with my hands beside her hips I lean down to kiss her. I didn’t think I could ever feel this good. I’m inside her and my movements are slow. I want to savor every minute of Marilyn.

MARILYN

I can’t believe that I have no control. I told myself that sex with Showken could not happen again, yet I feel so good right now with him inside me. After the talk with his mother, while Showken was on the phone, she explained how she had never intended to offend me, that she had never seen Showken so affected by a woman. He is such a caring, gentle, kind, and fine as hell man. I’m surprised he is not married. He’s working me over right now. Those soft lips are amazing. I can’t believe he caught me masturbating in my sleep. I guess he wants me, too. Being wakened up with strawberry cupcakes is fun. I can’t think any more, he is commanding my body. I open my eyes, loving how attentive he is to me. His lips are everywhere, kissing my breasts, lips, neck, shoulders, and even my hips. He wraps my legs around him, thrusting, taking turns going fast and slow. Mmmmm, the squeezing of my hips is very arousing to me. I love to feel his big hands enjoying me as I enjoy him.

“You feel amazing,” he whispers. He doesn’t stop moving inside me. He puts my legs on top of his shoulders, holding them in place. Oh my, I think I hear a growl.

“Show, show . . . OHHH, SHOOOOWKEN!” I scream. My climax is hard and loud. He finds his release right after me, moaning loudly.

“HMMMMMM!” The sound comes from deep inside him, and I feel my body tremble just hearing it. I love that sound. I did that. I made him growl, made him lose control. This man is so easy to fall for. We rest on my bed, still entwined with each other. He brushes my sweaty hair out of my face.

“You are so beautiful, don’t ever be with another man,” he says, looking me in the eye. Whoa, I’m not sure what he’s thinking about, but that is not a thought of mine.

“Showken, I’m not with another man. I’m with you, what are you talking about?” I rub my hand gently over his face. He catches my hand before I can remove it, and presses a kiss into my palm. His kiss is hot, very hot. My hand now feels very warm, but it’s a good warmth. I look into his eyes, and there is that deep green again.

“Precious, you are such a jewel, and I don’t share, at all. I don’t want you with any other manbut me. I won’t be sorry for anything I do,” he says, planting an open-mouthed kiss on me. The kiss is deep, and it lets me know he’s serious.

“I’m not that kind of girl, Showken, I don’t sleep around if I’m with a guy. Okay?” I say, trying to get as close as possible to him.

“Marilyn, I’m not some guy, I’m your man. I plan on being the last one,” he says, holding my chin up to make sure I don’t drop my face. I hope he’s not talking about marriage. This is moving too fast. I’m not ready for anything that serious. I really like Showken, but love him

enough to be his wife? I don’t think so. I’m moody, strange, and have tons of baggage from my past. I’m not going to discuss this.

“I see that your heart rate is picking up speed. I guess you understand I want you forever,” he says, searching my eyes to get my reaction.

“I’m just excited to be next to you, wrapped in your arms,” I say, resting my head on his shoulder. He rolls onto his back with me still in his arms, now I’m lying on top of him.

“Huh, okay, if you say so, but I’m serious. I will do it right, though,” he smiles. “Now, can I have more of you, I feel like a caged beast, needing to fly,” he says, chuckling. What a strange thing to say, especially when it sounds like what he said in my dream. I feel his erection, and it’s hard. Oh, I guess talking is over.

We continue our sex and small talk throughout the night. It is early morning before we decide sleep would be good. When morning comes, I cook breakfast and he leaves, I think going home. Showken is getting real serious, and I’m sure he is talking about marriage. He said numerous times during sex that he wanted me forever. I’m not sure if it was just in the moment, or if he meant it. This is my last day off work. I go back tomorrow, so I need to get as much rest as possible. I need to go back to bed. Showken didn’t give me any sleep last night, and I slept almost an hour this morning. He’s like the energizer bunny; he never stops. I’m glad he gave me my bath this morning, I know my ass would have hit the floor if it wasn’t for the care he showed me. I pick up my cell heading back to bed, noticing that Jazz called four times and there are six text messages, I’m sure all from her. I’ll call her later; I need sleep. I climb into my bed, smelling Showken everywhere. He’s in my sheets, pillows, Bruiser even smells like him. Showken is taking over my life. I can’t let this happen, I need to get back in control. The sex is good, but marriage . . . commitment is not something I want right now.

***

When I get up five hours later, my attention is called to Bruiser needing to go outside. He’s nudging me, and barking for me to get up.

“Ok, Bruiser. Mommy is tired and needs sleep, but I’m getting up,” I say to him. As I’m climbing out of bed he heads for the door. I laugh at how wonderful he is to me. Bruiser is my commitment, and he only wants to be fed, patted and walked. Showken wants way more than I can give. I slip on a pair of jeans, put on my bra and tank top, and pick up my keys to take Bruiser for a walk. My cell phone rings as soon as I’m out the door. I smile, seeing Jazz’s name come up.

“Hello, pesty,” I say laughing.

“Oh no, don’t pesty me,” she says, sounding a little annoyed. “You know I want to know the details of his momma, plus I’m assuming he stayed the night since my bestie could only now answer my calls or texts. So spill.”

“Well, his mother insulted me at first.”

“That bitch! Keep going, I hope you handed her ass to her on a platter.”

“Oh, I made it clear that she was not to speak to me the way she did. Then I was going to leave, but she apologized and basically begged me to stay for dinner. Speaking of dinner, he took me to the most magical restaurant ever. I mean, it seems normal on the outside, but Jazz, it’s like being outside in the world’s best garden,” I say, remembering the beauty of this place.

“Really, what’s the name? I’ve never heard of a place like this.”

“I’m not sure, but we have to go, even Bruiser was allowed to go, granted Showken owns the place and it was just us inside, but that’s still awesome. I could bring my other bestie, Bruiser was able to run free.”

“Okay, great, but I want to know more about the momma bitch. Do you think she likes you?”

“At first I thought she hated me, but then Showken had a phone call, leaving me at the table with her. She starts telling me how much she loves her children, and how it was shocking to see Showken fall so deep, this fast. Then she said that she welcomed me into the family. Freaked me out!”

“Hot shit balls! So you’re in there, girl! Don’t forget me. I want to live good, too.”

“First off- wait, hold on a second,” I say, trying to get Bruiser’s leash under control. He loves the outdoors. “Ok, I’m back. Now I could never forget you, but I’m not going anywhere.”

“Mari, this a good guy, who’s loaded. Don’t start any shit about not being ready. There’s no ‘I’ in team. You getting with this guy is helpful for me.”

“Jasmine Halon, I’m not going to be with someone for the team. Besides, I really don’t know him and neither do you, so remember whose team you’re on, and that’s mine. Now, how’s Rachel?”

“Fine. Well, he obviously stayed the night, so spill. Is it still good?”

I smile, remembering my night with Showken. “It was awesome. Hey, I’ll call you later- I’m back inside now and I need to eat some food. Plus, Bruiser is hungry, too.”

“Okay, call me later. Rachel and I might drop by.”

“Okay, bring some beer. All of mine is gone, and I’m not getting dressed today,” I say, hanging up the phone.

I laugh, knowing Jazz is itching to know more details of Showken’s and my night together. I’m not sure how to explain the cupcake thing, or if I even want to. I don’t think I will ever be able to eat cupcakes again without thinking of Showken and his creative ways to eat. I look at the clock on the wall, noticing it’s just after 2:00pm. I have the entire day to myself. What is a girl to do?

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#TeaserTuesday The 131 Preview Review #Spotlight Divine From Author Alexandra Anthony @AlexAnthony80

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Title: Divine: A collection of Erotic Short Stories

Author +Alexandra Anthony  

Description: 

Divine is an exciting collection of six erotic short stories of varying spice and heat, designed to titillate and tantalize you.

In "The Game", follow along with a couple engaged in an erotic race. The winner takes all, but what will the punishment be for the loser? 

In "Red", Eve Long meets the mysterious vineyard owner Malcolm Goldman. She plans on seducing him, but is his bite worse than his bark?

In "Death Comes Knocking", Kate is forced to choose life or death when she falls in love with an angel.

In "Ruined", Lance finds that his limits can and will be tested, and fulfillment isn't always sweet.

In "I'm Coming Home", Maggie loses the love of her life...but is reunited with him after two years. Will their love recover after Matthew's captivity in Afghanistan?

In "The Alley", Samantha and Ryan can't wait to make it home after a drunken night on the town. It's hot, sexy and gritty fun for our couple.

About the Author:

Alexandra Anthony is an award-winning independent author of two romantic, erotic book series: The Vampire Destiny Series and The Dark Hart Chronicles. Both series feature sexy vampires to die for, steamy scenes and twists and turns in her character's many adventures.  She recently branched out into erotica with her latest release, Divine: A Collection of Erotic Short Stories. 

She was most recently featured in USA Today in an article by Joyce Lamb titled, "It's time to put some Paranormal Activity into your Reading" and was listed under Self-Published/Indie Authors for her most recent release, 'Ascend (The Vampire Destiny Series Book 4)'. Her book, Tempted: The Dark Hart Chronicles Book 1 won the 2013 Orangeberry Hall of Fame Award for Best Erotica.

Ms. Anthony is from the Midwest (Ohio to be precise) and was bitten by the lure of the vampire at an early age. She chose to take up writing and put her own twist on vampires...making them day-walkers that could easily blend in among their human counterparts. She also enjoys weaving Old Norse and Greek Mythology into her stories, adding a little realism to escapism.

She has three new books planned for 2014. A stand-alone erotic romance, Covet the Darkness, Rapture (The Dark Hart Chronicles Book 2) and Redemption (The Vampire Destiny Series Book 5). 

Alexandra Anthony’s books are for adults only. They contain sexy vampires, graphic language, romantic/erotic content, light BDSM and situations that aren't for the faint of heart. 

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Excerpt: From "Red"

Eve gathered her belongings and headed to the bathroom in the bar. Locking the door behind her, she unbuttoned her blouse and folded it neatly. She unzipped her black narrow skirt and slipped it down over her hips. She was thankful she was wearing one of her nicest bra and panty sets from La Perla. Sexy and sheer, the black lace accentuated her full breasts and curves. She left on her thigh high stockings and tugged on her trench coat, tying the belt around her waist.

She glanced at herself in the mirror, inspecting her hair and makeup with a critical eye. Her lipstick was still neatly applied and her blue eyes were lined lightly with black kohl. Giving her head a quick shake, it tumbled around her shoulders in thick blond waves.

She was ready.

Tucking her clothes in her bag, she unlocked the door and headed back into the lobby. Her heels clicked over the marble floor and when heads turned her way at the sound, she flushed. Even though she was completely covered, she felt totally naked under her trench coat.

She jabbed the up button on the elevator and rubbed her lips together as she waited for the doors to open. If Malcolm Goldman wanted a show, he was going to get one.

The doors parted and she stepped inside. She reached over and pressed the large two and watched the doors close and felt the subtle jolt as the car began its ascent to the second floor.

The elevator chimed and slid to a stop. She strode into the hallway and headed down the hallway to Suite 208. With each step, her reservations fell away. Never in a million years did she think she’d even consider fucking a potential client. Yet here she was, heading down the long hallway, ready to seduce the sexy man inside.

Eve passed suite 206 when she heard a door click open. To her amazement, Malcolm Goldman stood in the open doorway ahead of her. He’d unbuttoned his dress shirt at the collar, leaving more of his neck exposed. He was taller than she’d thought as he slouched against the frame, staring at her intently. He grinned smugly as he stared down at her.

Determination surged through her. He thought he would be the one to seduce her. Oh no. She would have her way with him.

Many times, if she was lucky.

She didn’t say a word when she brushed by him and walked into his room, placing her bag on the chair. She walked to the bed and lowered herself to the stark white duvet and rested her weight on her hands behind her.

“So Mr. Goldman, is this casual enough for you?”

He moved to stand in front of her. At least six-foot-four, he crossed his arms and casually leaned against the chair.

“You still have on too many clothes.”

His voice was slightly accented and a deep baritone. His mouth curled up at the corners and he flicked open the buttons on each of his shirtsleeves.

She cocked an eyebrow and tipped her head back. “Oh?”

His fingers traveled over each button on his dress shirt. Each one opened and revealed more and more of his olive skin. She felt her breath hitch, but she remained poker-faced and as cool as a cucumber.

“I thought we had business to discuss, Mr. Goldman,” Eve said softly. Her eyes continued to watch his every move as he shrugged out of his shirt and draped it over the back of the chair. He resumed his earlier pose with his arms crossed under his lean, muscular chest.

“I’d like to get to know you. Intimately, Genevieve.” Malcolm murmured. He chuckled and unbuckled his belt. “I think it’s better to really know a person before you do business, don’t you?”

Boldly, she stood and sidled up to him. The use of her full name infuriated her, but she liked the way it rolled off his tongue and she wisely chose to let it go. There were other ways to make him pay.

She met his gaze through his smoky glasses and placed one finger on the side of his cheek. She dragged her fingernail down over his jaw and neck, stepping in closer. “If we do this, we do it my way. Got it?”

Wordlessly, he nodded and stood. “I’m at your disposal. What shall you do with me?”

A rush of power gave her an adrenaline boost. She grinned naughtily and pointed to the bed. “Strip and sit up against the pillows. But do it slowly. I want to watch.”

His brow furrowed and his lips parted. However, he said nothing and stepped around her until he was at the side of the bed. Malcolm removed his belt from his trousers and

flicked open the button. He leisurely lowered his zipper and with a quick push, let his pants fall around his feet.

Malcolm Goldman went commando.

From Tasty to Risque... Bite into Some Awesome Tales of Vampiric Persuasion!

The 131 Preview Review Presents 

Vampires Romance to Rippers An Anthology of Tasty Stories 

& 

Vampires Romance to Rippers An Anthology of Risque Stories

Brought to us by Scarlette D'Noire and Indie Publishing House LLC

Firstly HAPPY SAMHAIN (Halloween, All Hallow's Eve) TO EVERYONE!! I Hope you each enjoy the day in your way! And Don't go into sugar shock! 

Anyhoo, today we have a different sort of Review, yes I'll be gushing! But that's what happens when a Vampire locks in for the long meal... LMFAO! 

A Wild Ride through time and space...

       The 131 Preview Review Presents 

      Firstly let me Welcome You all Back!! YAY!! NEW READS!! 

       Since first meeting Author Eri Nelson almost a year ago, I have readily devoured everything she has written. You've heard me Gush over the Dearhart Clan Series, now I'm back to enlighten you about The Isabella (Izzy) Tulley & Aiden Black Series  Which is shaping up to be a hell of a ride...

From the moment you crack open one of Eri Nelson's books you find you're going to be in for quite the ride. See she comes with a disclaimer for which she is most proud. A warning to the reader that her way of word weaving borders on the strange and peculiar  After the first few unorthodox pages the rhythm makes sense. It's like going from Stan Lee to Charlotte Bronte and back again.  

Her words envelop you and the next thing you know you are wrapped up in the spirals she sends her characters down. 

I'M BAAACCCKKKK!!!!!!!!!! A Return to The 131 Preview Review

Welcome Back!!

Like the pic? Yea, I drew that sucker! Just one of the things I've been up to during my Hiatus with +Eri Nelson . If you're an Indy Author looking for an AFFORDABLE cover, keep your eyes open to us, as we work up our temps.  Yes I did do the writing I was hoping to do, and yes, I'm getting my health back under control. Got some new medications that are doing wonders to the lengths that I could have only hoped for. So YEAH, and Yay on many fronts, and fonts... I needed this hiatus to sort it all out.

So now I've got A New Novella slated for publication in October, and two more in the coming year. Probably March and August '14. I made good use of my time off....

The Best Answers from The 131 Preview Interviews!

The last few 131 Preview Reviews have been met by... Challenges. 

I understand that life happens on all sides, but if an Interview is not confirmed, and reconfirmed days prior, even if only 2 days, I will not run with the work. That has been the case for the last few weeks, fortunately, Authors like Will Van Stone Jr and Eri Nelson, were in the wings to save my ass. This week however, was not the case. So I am on to saving my own ass, and I hope to reschedule with this weeks missed opportunity. As it was rather good.

But not to be one to ever lack for content, This week I give you a recap of sorts. I've gone through my Interviews and pulled some off the best responses I've had... So Far!... Enjoy!

        

The Moon Calls For Love Bites and Clawed Fights

"Their kiss victimized passion and made the sheer meaning of it beg for a new definition." Eri Nelson, Heated Calls From Change. 

This statement is the embodiment that is becoming the Dearhart Clan Series.

              The Call From Within: At first glance, I readied myself for what I thought was going to be yet another venture into Twilight-like romance gag-fiction. I had resolved myself to reading it, and being honest and polite, having taken a strong stance against the sparkly vampires and their pseudo sexual furry werewolves.

               After the first chapter, I found myself pleasantly surprised that my first impression was in fact very wrong.

Set sail on Sensually, Sophisticated Journey

Sight, "Glittering gold, blood red, sunset orange" Smell, "starflower, neroli peel" Taste, "bittersweet." And Touch... Oh Touch, these tales are charged by Lightning! 

Without further adieu The 131 Preview Review is pleased to present 

Autumn Harvest By Tof Eklund

This is another first for me, an online serial, that is hosted by Big World  Network, and written by the talented Tof Eklund. While it is not a book in the "traditional" sense I greatly encourage fans of Fantasy and Romance to give it closer look. parts are a wee racy for mainstream romance, but the high sensuality that builds to it should most certainly be experienced.