Savannah Past Midnight, by Christine Edwards: An Alpha Male Confronts the Ultimate Power Female

savannahHe’s a lover and a fighter, and he just might have what it takes to satisfy her hunger.

Savannah Past Midnight ($12.95/186 pages/ISBN: 978-1-60381-558-1), by Christine Edwards, is a paranormal erotic romance about a Montana cowboy who meets a mysteriously invincible woman on the streets of Savannah.

Savannah Past Midnight is the second book in the Past Midnight series, which began with Charleston Past Midnight.

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5/5 Stars:Savannah Past Midnight continues Christine’s reign as one of the Queens of Vampire Erotica! Her atmospheric locations combined with passion so tangible that it literally scorches the page make her each and every book uniquely hypnotic and compelling. And that’s why Christine’s vampires never sparkle—they bloody sizzle….” Read more….

—Agents of Romance Blog

“As dominant as both of these characters are, they also both have their vulnerable side. Pieces of their pasts catch up with them and cause all kinds of turmoil in their relationship. As always, Christine Edwards writes a fabulously sexy story full of hot hard loving, deep painful emotions, and triumphant in the end over all obstacles thrown in the paths of these characters!”  Read more….

—I am a book addict and proud of it blog

Charleston Past Midnight, Christine’s first venture into paranormal territory, was received enthusiastically by reviewers and the many fans of her BDSM-themed romances:

Charleston Past Midnight has some super sexy old-school vampires and an intriguing love story.” —Fresh Fiction

“This woman has a way with alpha males that always smacks me stupid and she writes some of the hottest sex scenes around; and that just ADDS to the already amazing journey she takes us on.” —Bookworm Betties

“Awesome. And original. In this flooded market, I want the awesome and the original. Charleston Past Midnight was the right blend of romance, action, and witty banter.” —Raw Books Online

Cosette Beauvais is a risk taker with a capital R. When her daredevil behavior leaves her paralyzed, her uncle ends her suffering by turning her into a vampire. In no time she makes her mark as one of the most cunning female vamps in existence. Though her fearlessness is admired in her violent new world, her impulsiveness leaves her with terrible regrets. By violating the rules, she kills a young human while feeding from him. The selfish deed haunts her, causing her to steer clear of men who attract her both physically and mentally.

After she breaks with a vampire kingpin named Tristan who tried to turn her against her uncle and her own vampire family, her life spins out of control. Bloodthirsty wolves, a new threat to the Savannah area, stalk her daily. She is dead set on finding the source of the attempts on her life and repairing the strained ties with her uncle Severin, so the last thing Cosette needs is a devastatingly sexy new human in her life. Colton Brennan is a massive Montana cowboy, a skilled fighter who has sworn to win Cosette’s love. Try as she might, she can’t resist the passion he has ignited within her, no matter what the consequences. Can this human provide the love and protection Cosette has unwittingly craved?

Meanwhile Tristan and his power-hungry clan are on a quest for Southern vampiric domination. Can Cosette and her Charleston-based vampire family survive their brutal onslaughts?

Says Christine, “Savannah’s shrouded mystery is the reason I simply could not resist making it the setting for Savannah Past Midnight. What better stomping grounds for elusive vampires than a city whose cemeteries hold nearly as much beauty as its residential areas? Although I have visited Savannah annually since I was a little girl, I am still endlessly fascinated by the fact that there is always a new square or historic site to explore.”

Erotic romance author Christine Edwards grew up on Hilton Head Island, SC. Christine has a special place in her heart for reading and writing erotic tales. She continues to publish stories that immerse readers in exotic and realistic geographic settings amid interesting subcultures of adult life. Within the vein of BDSM romance, her main focus is on loving, multi-faceted relationships involving intense alpha males and strong-willed, passionate heroines. Christine resides in the Deep South. Click here to visit Christine online.

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Closing in from behind, one of Tristan’s guards threatens, “Release her now. She’s coming with us.”

He twists us around to face them and I watch Colton smile a malicious grin, one of a fearless killer, before he lands the two giant vampires with, “You just try and take her from me.” I’m stunned to see a glimmer of excitement in his eyes, as if he would almost welcome the violent altercation.

I speak low and quickly, “Don’t do this. You don’t know what they’re capable of.”

I know I can get out of here, but now I need to try and get him out of here as well. Damn it!

His eyes never leave theirs as he says, “Think that’s the other way around, wildcat. Time we bail. This place has always been a den of fuckin’ wannabe assholes, anyhow.”

As fast as a whip he lashes out with a powerful haymaker that catches the first of Tristan’s men square in the jaw. It hardly fazes the vampire—only causes him to stagger back two steps. Both of them lurch for us as we spin around, the bouncer blocking our way.

No time! Need to move fast!

“I’ll handle this.” The words fall from my lips as I kick the bouncer backward through the set of swinging glass doors. Any humans who see the act will most likely be too drunk or high at this late hour to process it. Even if they do, it would have appeared to be a fast, bad-ass martial arts kick that caught him right in the chest, nothing more. There is no way for them to measure the inhuman power behind it.

We leap over his splayed out body as Colton shouts, “My ride is right behind yours! Go!”

I jump onto my bike and take off as Tristan’s furious guards race out onto the sidewalk, fighting their way through the crowd of bystanders. I can hear Colton’s engine behind mine, knowing that he’s made it. Not until we’re three traffic lights away do I pull over to the curb. He rolls up beside me on his low-slung chopper that perfectly suits his huge frame.

I lift my visor to meet a glacial stare as he asks angrily, “You wanna give me some idea what all that bullshit was about back there?”

“No. I don’t. It was my personal business.”

The muscles in his neck and shoulders go rigid as he grates out, “Your business, huh? Woman, I about capped three guys in a packed nightclub just to get us outta there safely, so I think the very least you can do is give me a fuckin’ explanation. The cloak and dagger act is wearin’ thin, sweetheart.”

He’s leaning forward, nostrils flared. Most women would be terrified, but I’m unbelievably aroused.

The Outsider, by Galia Ryan: A Dashing Drifter Meets a Restless Policewoman

outsiderHe was a dangerous intruder, but the threat was only to her heart.

The Outsider ($10.95, 100 pages, ISBN: 978-1-60381-514-7) is an erotic romance by Galia Ryan.

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4 1/2 stars: “When Elijah decides to move on, she takes the biggest chance of her life, and we are left with a HEA for now ending. I liked the characters, the word pictures, and Cassie’s indecisive character that suddenly takes a chance. The Outsider is a short read, fun for an afternoon in summer.” Read more….

—Alberta, for Manic Readers

Galia has an enthusiastic following, thanks to her Luxuria Trilogy: Choices, Secrets, and Desires:

“You will desperately want this luxurious, fictional universe to be real. The high living lifestyle will sweep you away in a wave of champagne. The action is hot as the main storyline is interspersed with the details of Anna’s ‘dates.’ ” —Margo, Dames Unrestrained Blogspot

In Galia Ryan’s book Choices, she captures the essence of the lifestyle and brings to light a bit of truth rather than just erotic fiction. This book is well written, a feast of a read and I look forward to reading her next novels in the series.” —Brent McLean for Reader Views

“I was immediately captivated by Anna and her story. Choices, the first novel in a new trilogy, was sexy, indulgent and satisfying. I can’t wait to read the rest of Anna’s journey as she continues to discover herself and all the pleasures life has to offer. This is a great choice if you are looking for some light BDSM and erotic entertainment.” —Bookie Nookie Reviews

Cassie Jonsson is a pretty blonde police officer in the small town of Winslow. She has never traveled and has given up on love, settling for an affair with a married co-worker. As the only woman, she is often given the odd jobs, in this case checking out an old house the locals believe is haunted because the owner hung himself in the barn.

The McAllister house is indeed haunted, but not by a ghost. Prophet is a living, breathing, ruggedly handsome former vet, a drifter whose life is in limbo. He awakens something primal in Cassie, a boundless desire that blinds her to the dangers both psychological and physical of bedding a stranger, even one as beautiful as Prophet.

Says Ryan, “I’ve noticed that readers seem to be particularly interested in stories about soldiers, because they’re the ultimate alpha males. Prophet has been to hell and back, and part of him is still there. Cassie is also a soldier of sorts because she’s a police officer—and it’s never easy to be a woman in a man’s profession, especially this one, which requires you to be particularly tough. Cassie and Prophet are both loners who have come to expect very little from life, so how can they possibly trust each other? I thought two such stubbornly independent types would make great adversaries, which allows the chemistry between them to be off the charts.”

Convent-educated from the age of four, Galia Ryan was brought up not to question. Perhaps because of this, she has always been fascinated by all things esoteric and “outside the square.” Originally from Sussex, England, and now living in New Zealand with her soul-mate husband and grown-up family, Galia tries to find time between her passions for writing and reading and for her other love—travel. There is always a growing list of must-see places. Galia is the author of the Luxuria Trilogy—Choices, Secrets, and Desires—and a novella, Forsaking All Others. Click here to find her on the Web.

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Her head was down, her eyes focused on where she was putting her feet. She wasn’t concentrating. Suddenly a hand was over her mouth and her windpipe felt like it was being crushed by an iron bar.

She went into autopilot mode, going completely limp. The additional weight, her group had been told during self-defense training, might knock an assailant off balance, potentially giving the victim a chance to flee. Unfortunately it didn’t quite work that way in practice. Suspended by the arm of her attacker, she felt as if she were being slowly and inexorably strangled. Desperate to relieve the pressure, she scrambled to find her footing.

“I would advise against that.” The voice was soft against her ear, and she remembered something else she’d been told. Try to pinpoint things that will make it easy to recognize her assailant later. Even speech patterns.

She was clawing at both his hand and his arm, twisting and trying to free herself.

“I’m choking,” she croaked through his fingers. It wasn’t strictly true. His hold had already eased a little.

“No, you’re not,” he said. “Will you keep still?”

She made an attempt at nodding.

“Okay. Here’s the rule. There’s only one, so it shouldn’t be too hard to remember.”

Cassie nodded again.

“Don’t move, and that includes trying to turn around.”

She nodded for a third time.

“Good. Just so long as we understand each other.”

The pressure relaxed further. More to the point, the hand over her mouth was gone and she filled her lungs gratefully. “Okay, okay.”

“Keep facing front.”

“Who are you?”

“Just someone passing through.”

She was trying to concentrate, to remember what she had to do, both as part of her job and if things were as bad as they seemed, to stay alive.

“Good guy or bad guy?”

“Depends on whose side you’re on.”

“Military?”

His reaction was almost imperceptible. Had she not been forced up against him she’d never have noticed. So she was right. She tried again.

“Afghanistan?”

“Among other places.”

This might not be good. She doubted his time in the army had been spent behind a desk. He was too assertive for that. Plus, he was fit; the muscles of his arm told her that. Hard and unyielding, this guy had been frontline.

Her throat was aching, and she swallowed. “Any chance of a little civilized behavior here?”

“What do you suggest?”

“That you take away your arm altogether.”

“I’d have to trust you to do that.”

“So trust away.”

He laughed. It was a deep, bass sound, and not unpleasant.

“Here’s the deal,” he suggested. “I’ll remove my arm if you agree to stand perfectly still while we engage in a spot of conversation.”

“Okay.”

“I’m taking you at your word—the word of a serving police officer.”

Interesting! He must have been watching her yesterday. So why hadn’t he already moved on?

One Night Only, by Ellen March: An Unwelcome Beauty Disrupts a Rake’s Rural Paradise

one_night_onlyIn Rafe’s world, there are no second chances. Especially for a bad girl like Madison.

One Night Only ($13.95, 220 pages, ISBN: 978-1-60381-276-4) is a contemporary romance by Ellen March about a young woman who takes refuge from a stalker on a Welsh stud farm whose heartbreaker owner wants nothing to do with her.

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Ellen March’s erotic romances pit gutsy heroines against stubborn alpha males and include a large dose of quirky British humor.

Madison has scores of male admirers, but she only wants one man: Rafe. And Rafe wishes she were dead. After all, she was driving the car in an accident that almost killed his sister Fiona. Rafe believes that Maddy is a self-centered, irresponsible, mouthy slut who has sex with every man she meets, and he is horrified when Fiona tells him she’s coming to stay at his stud ranch. Little does he know that she was chased away from the commune she recently called home by a stalker. With only an unloving, devil-may-care mother for family, Maddy has been forced from childhood to live by her wits. Now she has one goal: to convince Rafe, her secret crush, to make love to her. She doesn’t hold out much hope of success, considering the black cloud that has hung over her life, not to mention Rafe’s obvious contempt for her.

One night only. That’s all she asks.

Says Ellen, “We’ve all known women like Maddy, who never get a break, so much so that they don’t even bother complaining about their lives. Maddy is outwardly loud and snarky, but underneath all the bluster she’s a sweetheart. She asks little for herself and would do anything possible to protect her loved ones, animal or human. As a writer, I love being able to breathe life into a hard-luck case like Maddy and then give her the ending she deserves at long last.”

Ellen March and her husband live on top of a mountain in Wales, which is ideal in the summer but not so much in the winter months or when it rains. She has three grown children, one suicidal cat—it really does have nine lives—and three Alaskan Malamutes. One of her hobbies is showing and working them. Ellen’s first love, however, is reading and writing. Since childhood, she has devoured every romance and fantasy she can get her hands on and enjoys acting out her own fantasies in print. Her body of work includes erotic romance, psychological thrillers, and supernatural fantasies. Fanny Press has published four of her erotic romances and will be publishing more in 2015 and beyond. Click here to find Ellen online.

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Madison admired the large, L-shaped bathroom. It was tastefully decorated in shades of dark russet and palest green. She wondered if Rafe had designed it, but her money was on Fiona. The shower was snuggled at the end, hidden from sight. Unhooking Raymond, she left him to sniff around the strange room.

Flicking the switch, she stripped off, leaving her clothes in a pile on the floor. Madison stepped inside, luxuriating in the hot spray, the feel of the hot water spilling over her upturned face. She examined the various shower gels, massaging the suds into her glistening body. Her fingers slid across the scars that covered her stomach. The slight dent of the one that had almost killed her.

Cautiously, she let the water cascade over her head, gently washing it. Flicking the tap off, she pulled the doors open. Madison stepped out onto the cool tiled floor, and in a leisurely fashion, wiped her body dry. Wrapping her long hair up into the towel, she twisted it around her head in the shape of a turban.

Raymond barked.

“Will you be quiet?” Madison wondered why she bothered. He never listened, anyway.

She padded naked around the corner then stopped. She stared in horror at the sight of Rafe standing at the door.

For what seemed an eternity she stood poised, wondering if she’d conjured him up. She closed her eyes briefly then opened them again.

He was still there. He hadn’t moved. His gaze, hot and smouldering, burnt over her.

Finally she galvanised her legs into action and ran back around the corner, yelling, “Get out of here!” She was embarrassed that he’d caught her naked. Worse, he’d seen her scars. Shit. She wouldn’t have a hope in hell of getting him into bed now. “And don’t let the dog out!” she added, suddenly remembering Raymond.

Rafe looked at the dog, and grasping the handle, backed slowly out of the bathroom. His mind was full of her luscious body, how she’d looked. He’d drunk his fill, knowing now why he wanted her so much. He could feel himself hardening at the thought of sinking between her legs into her depths, hot and wet.

Then he frowned, wondering how she’d come by those scars across the base of her stomach.

He made a mental note to ask Fiona, although he wasn’t sure yet how he was going to explain how he’d seen them.

 

Love on the Menu, by Ellen March: a Welsh Cowboy Meets his Match in an Offbeat City Girl

She’s a Londoner and a total enigma. What’s a Welsh cowboy to do?

Love on the Menu ($13.95, 244 pages, ISBN: 978-1-60381-568-0) is a contemporary erotic romance by Ellen March about a scrappy young woman from London who goes to Wales to take on a job that is beyond her qualifications.

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“LOVE ON THE MENU is a funny and delightful read from page one to the end. Woven with humor, excitement, sex and mystery, this will keep you on your toes just wondering which shoe will drop next. Hot passion between these two will keep you glued to the pages. I loved this extremely entertaining read, which is sure to delight every woman. Ellen March is definitely an author who knows how to weave a sexy and fun story.”  Read more ….

–Kay Quinton for Fresh Fiction

“I absolutely enjoyed this story. The heat and camaraderie between Jago and Riley is certainly palpable. I like the way Ellen kept the action ongoing throughout the story itself. The twists in the story I definitely didn’t see coming, but I’m glad that the two got their happy ending in the end, and a beautiful happy ending it turned out to be. Definitely looking forward to more from Ellen in the future.”  Read more ….

—Lissette E. Manning, Simplistik Book Blog

“Ellen March did a great job introducing us to her great characters and bringing on the romance…. We meet Riley who is an enigma on herself, she’s quite different and unique, a little crass in Jago’s eyes but still so very real. Some of the things about her are very rare and almost unbelievable but her naivetés about her makes it just that much more believable. You’ll have to read the book to see what I’m talking about, but she’s a fun character overall. Jago on the other hand is a playboy who doesn’t want any emotions attached to anything, that is until he meets Riley and that just flies out the door. Their romance is slow at first because of a misunderstanding, but when things get heated up they really stay that way. The two of them couldn’t be more different but still they fit each other perfectly.”  Read more….

—I’m Addicted to Books Blog

“These two characters are perfectly created for this story! Each page  turn brought something new to the story and the twists and turns helped keep me engrossed long in to the night. Ms. March has a wonderful knack for showing her readers a story full of wittiness and romance. The steam that rolled off the characters as they grew in their attraction for each was amazing! Definitely a story that I would recommend to all! Well done, Ms. March! Looking forward to another amazing novel like this one soon!”  Read more….

—Cafinated Reads

“The author does a great job with the story and the scenes.  I was drawn in from the beginning and wanted to know how the book would end.  I did not want to put the book down.”  Read more ….

—Babs’ Book Bistro

“What sets this fairy tale apart is that the author, Ellen March, really sells the melodrama. It’s soap opera-esque, but she pens a thrillingly passionate ride. There’s sex on a mountain. There’s a bedroom door broken down. There’s a playtime in the shower. And that’s just the hot and heavy stuff. Don’t forget about the near drowning, almost snake bite and two attempted rapes on Riley’s honor by two different men (and no, one of them isn’t Jago). This book’s got it all and then some. If you want a read that’ll take you out of the day-to-day norm, then this is it.”  Read more ….

—The Plot Thickens

Love on the Menu has its share of steamy love scenes, but it’s really the characters and the fabulous plot that make this book an enjoyable read. I would like to meet these characters again one day. That this happens to be a cowboy romance means I was already partial to it; but it is the great characters that made it impossible for me to walk away until I turned the last page.”  Read more….

—The Book Connection

“Riley is an intriguing mix of innocence and seduction. She has a voluptuous body, but at times she doesn’t know that the way she dresses or the way she moves tends to drive Jago crazy. That means this UK cowboy romance is filled with a lot of suggestive passages as Jago helps Riley become more experienced in that area, making for a very saucy read.”  Read more ….

—Tribute Books Mama

Jago Tanner is a loner. He works up a good hunger at his outdoors pursuits centre in Wales and looks upon each female conquest as just another meal. When he’s sated, he doesn’t go back for dessert. Until Riley shows up. A Londoner hired through an agency to assist him with activities, she isn’t at all what he asked for. For starters, with the name Riley, he expected a man. But Riley is all woman—the sexiest woman Jago has ever laid eyes on. Unfortunately she dresses like a trollop and curses like a sailor. Though ignorant about most outdoors pursuits, she’s a skilled horsewoman, able to calm even his nerviest stallion. And her lively and generous nature enchants his housekeeper Emily and his ancient friend, Tom.

In short, Jago’s new employee is a bundle of contradictions. Which is why, when Jago falls for her, he doesn’t trust his feelings. Riley seems unusually accident prone, and when her brother’s shady friends menace her, she plays the innocent. But how can anyone so self-sufficient and mouthy also be so trusting and naïve? And can a man with Jago’s volatile nature endure the jealousy a woman like Riley provokes just by strolling down the street?

Says Ellen, “Love on the Menu is the story I was born to cook up. It has all the ingredients I adore: the wildness of the Brecon Beacons, the freedom of outdoor life, and the thrill of romance between two stubborn opposites who are actually made for each other. It is set in my favourite part of Wales, the beacons, an area that has been awarded Dark Sky Reserve status. I hope everyone who reads Jago and Riley’s steamy story will be tempted into someday visiting this beautiful part of the world.”

Ellen March and her husband live on top of a mountain in Wales, which is ideal in the summer but not so much in the winter months or when it rains. She has three grown children, one suicidal cat—it really does have nine lives—and three Alaskan Malamutes. One of her hobbies is showing and working them. Ellen’s first love, however, is reading and writing. Since childhood, she has devoured every romance and fantasy she can get her hands on and enjoys acting out her own fantasies in print. Her body of work includes erotic romance, psychological thrillers, and supernatural fantasies. Fanny Press has published three of her erotic romances and will be publishing more in 2015 and beyond. Click here to find Ellen online.

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It was relatively late, and she sat perched on the fence and peeked up at the sky, trying to work out the stars. After referring to the book she held in her hands, she attempted to spot Orion. She couldn’t believe the highlight of her evening was star gazing and speculated what other form of hedonistic excitement she’d find next to do in this barren wilderness.

Stuck as she was with a man who obviously hated her.

She toyed briefly with the idea of leaving. But no, she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. That’s what he wanted, and no way was she going to make it easy for him.

When she spotted him on the path, she gave him a hungry look, taking in the sexy roll of his hips, the way they swivelled as he strode towards her. He looked good enough to eat, she thought wistfully, but she could forget the fine dining. He obviously didn’t think her worth a nibble.

His denims were indecently tight around his heavy thighs and slim hips, and she willed her eyes to look upwards.

“Where are you going—anywhere nice?” she asked conversationally as he neared.

“Out,” he replied tersely.

“Date?” Unfazed by his rude reply, she stubbornly kept trolling for information.

“Yes, actually.” He glanced at the book she held and could hardly believe his eyes. “Stargazing?” he said.

“Well, not much else for me to do around here, is there?” She resumed her nodding, looking down at the diagram then up at the sky. Only this time, she leaned too far back and with a screech, toppled over.

Automatically Jago dived forward.

He caught her in his arms but let go as soon as she was steady again. “Riley, why the hell don’t you look what you’re doing?”

She grinned. That was the Jago she knew.

She gazed up into his eyes, and her breath hitched in fascination as he paused. Slowly he lowered his head, his tongue stealing seductively across his lips. But at the last minute he spun away. For a fleeting moment she thought he was going to kiss her. What would that be like? she wondered. Would his lips be soft? What would they taste like?

“Don’t wait up,” he said in a hoarse voice. “I’ll be late.” Avoiding her eyes, he turned and continued down the path.

“Night,” she whispered softly, watching him go.

Would he turn round and give her one last look? Come on, baby, for me? She grinned when he did.

Charleston Past Midnight: Christine Edwards begins a New Erotic Vampire Series Set in the South

charleston_midnightCalla never believed in love, let alone vampires. That is about to change.

Charleston Past Midnight ($13.95/208 pages/ISBN: 978-1-60381-556-7), is a paranormal erotic romance about a young woman in Charleston who falls for a vampire with a conscience and battles an ancient, seemingly invincible evil.

Charleston Past Midnight is the first book in the Past Midnight series, which will continue with Savannah Past Midnight.

5 Smoking Guns (Brilliant): “Christine Edwards makes vampires wickedly sexy as only she can in Charleston Past Midnight! Severin Beauvais is the ultimate vampire hero with his dominant streak and barely controlled passion while Calla is his true equal with her strong determination and intelligence. Her story goes right for the jugular and only lets up to send you reeling once again. Then add Christine’s very own brand of blood and sex and I can’t imagine a better way to spend Halloween….”  Read more….

—Agents of Romance

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Charleston Past Midnight has some super sexy old-school vampires and an intriguing love story. I loved the supporting characters — Case, Kiana, Ambrose, and Alina. I would love to read stories with them as main characters in the future. I liked the support system that Severin and his family of vampires have — it helped lighten the mood at times. I look forward to reading more books in this series.”  Read more ….

—Miranda Owen, Fresh Fiction

“There is just the right amount of romance, action, mystery, suspense and of course lots of smoking hot sex scenes to make this book a great read. It was quick and entertaining and I would definitely recommend it if you are looking for a good erotic paranormal romance with a twist.”  Read more….

—Cocktails and Books

“Anyone who reads my blog posts and checks out the reviews I do would realize that I just love Christine Edwards’ books! Charleston Past Midnight was no exception…. Calla & Severin are just as hot as any of her other characters I have read. I also liked the fact that Severin was a tad bit vulnerable (yes, a vampire) in his feelings for Calla, again, something we don’t usually see in Christine Edwards stories. This book was another fantastic read and I hope to see some more from the secondary characters in the future!”  Read more ….

—I am a Book Addict and Proud of It Blog

5 Stars: “Oh wow! I loved this book. The chemistry between Severin and Calla was through the roof…. I loved how Severin was classy and sophisticated but had a dominant personality on top of it. Calla is strong willed and determined. She is a tough country girl with a strong heart…. If you’re looking for a good read, with a good story, then this is it.”  Read more ….

—Write from the Heart

5 Stars:  “This is the first paranormal for Ms. Edwards and it surpassed every expectation that I could have had for this sexy sizzling vampire romance…. You can’t go wrong with Christine Edwards. When you pick up one of her stories you are immediately transported to a place where the men love hard and the women can’t help but submit in the sexiest and most passionate way to these perfect dominant heroes.”  Read more….

—Nichole’s Sizzling Pages

“This woman has a way with alpha males that always smacks me stupid and she writes some of the hottest sex scenes around; and that just ADDS to the already amazing journey she takes us on. There is definitely never a dull moment, the book takes off right from the word GO and doesn’t let up until the very end, and we are always left salivating for more. Anytime I’m looking for an intense, sex-filled, dominating story; Christine Edwards is one of the first names that comes to mind.”  Read more ….

—Bookworm Betties

“There is just the right amount of romance, action, mystery, suspense and of course lots of smoking hot sex scenes to make this book a great read. It was quick and entertaining and I would definitely recommend it if you are looking for a good erotic paranormal romance with a twist.”  Read more….

—Elizabeth Haney, Cocktails and Books

“Severin, an Alpha to rule all alphas is not human, he’s also a vampire. Not your typical b movie hide in the shadows and rip your throat out type of vamp, but your romance novel, use his fangs to rip your panties off kind of Vampire. And does he ever! This book takes 50 shades into the paranormal genre and creates a whole new type of paranormal romance….”  Read more ….

—Mac’s Book Blog

“This was a great fast paced read full of action, vampire lore and lots of hot steamy moments for sure. Christine Edwards absolutely knows how to write the perfect dominant man. If you haven’t had a chance to read her other books, you are missing out, and you need to immediately go and give one a try. You will not be disappointed!”  Read more ….

—Steph’s Sizzling Pages Romance Reviews

“A nice Halloween read that is quick, hot and uncomplicated!”  Read more ….

—Scandalous Book Blog

“The chemistry between them is virtually off the hooks and we feel like we are there.” —Janette, Sassy Girl Books

“I really enjoyed this story. Finding your one true love, overcoming incredible odds, building your own family, honor and sexy times with vampires- count me in.” —Evette, Sassy Girl Books  Read more….

“I love how [Edwards] integrated the vampire storyline and makes it relevant to the entirety of the plot without coming across as hokey.  And in her writing style I have come to repeatedly enjoy, the alpha male and feisty female lead do not disappoint.  They have sizzling chemistry from the get go, but they also have intelligence and chivalry. This is another great book by the author and I’ll keep reading them every time.”  Read more ….

—Smut and Bonbons

“Overall this was a quick erotic, romantic and engaging paranormal read and for someone who does not get to read much paranormal, it was a refreshing change. A solid four star read.”  Read more….

—Foxylutely Reviews, UK

“I love Calla. She’s fierce, mouthy, and will sacrifice anything for the short list of people she loves. She had a rough childhood, forced to grow up entirely too fast, and because of that she’s determined to become something more than the white trash she was growing up. But sometimes fate has different plans and her future changes suddenly after meeting Severin.”  Read more….

—Hines and Bigham

“Hot, hot, hot that is a good way to describe this story. From the first page to the last, this book is involves you in nonstop action and some very hot lovemaking!…. I like the way the chapters flip back and forth between the past and the future. Calla and Severin are the perfect couple and it is nice to see that they both are wanting each other and there is not much of the usual vampire angst against turning a human nor is Calla in constant fear from her attraction to Severin. I thoroughly enjoyed this book and could not put it down once I started it.”  Read more….

—Author Groupies.com

“Awesome. And original. In this flooded market, I want the awesome and the original. Charleston Past Midnight was the right blend of romance, action, and witty banter. And the secondary characters were great additions to the story. So much so that I hope there’s gonna be more of them in future books. Whatever the case, I will be reading it. Christine Edwards does it all for me!”  Read more….

—Mandy, Raw Books Online

Christine has published five other novels with Fanny Press: Claimed in Canada, Naughty in Norway, Nabbed in New Zealand, Captured in Croatia, and Nordic Lessons.

How much fight does one woman have inside?

Calla Hart has never relied on anyone. The fierce West Virginian learned the hard way to be self-sufficient, that is until she is viciously attacked late one night by two thugs. Her luck turns when, still fighting for her life, she is rescued from her attackers by a preternaturally strong stranger. She is stunned to discover that Severin Beauvais is not your typical alpha male hero. Although her pre-med student mind vehemently resists the notion, Calla must soon accept that he is a vampire, one who has stalked the historic grounds of Charleston, South Carolina, since the mid-eighteenth century. Their desire for each other is intense, yet as much as she’d like to envision happily ever after with Severin, too much stands in their way. Aside from her fragile mortality, there is Severin’s extremely dominant personality coupled with his unending feud with the ancient Russian vampire Valdon, who has so far proved invincible. And Valdon has set his sights on Calla ….

When it comes down to the wire, what would you sacrifice for the love of your life?

Says Christine, “If you crave history and culture then Charleston, SC, is absolutely your go-to city. The charms of its architecturally diverse streets cloaked in mystery have drawn visitors from around the world for centuries. So I could think of no more perfect setting for my first paranormal romance. Narrow, cobblestoned streets coupled with vast, oak-lined plantations are a writer’s virtual playground. I’ve had the privilege of living in Charleston for a decade.”

Christine Edwards grew up in the Deep South on Hilton Head Island, SC. At an early age she developed a passion for the arts that led her to earn a bachelor’s degree in Art History from the College of Charleston in South Carolina. Christine has a special place in her heart for reading and writing erotic tales. Her main focus is on loving, multi-faceted relationships involving intense alpha males and feisty heroines. She adores snow skiing, traveling the world, and spending time with her amazing family. Christine currently resides in the sleepy coastal town of Beaufort, SC. Click here to find Christine online.

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Afrojack’s “Take Over Control” is thumping hard from several enormous speakers set up on either side of the elevated DJ station. The glistening bodies sway and grind against one another in reckless abandon as the beat pumps through the June air.

“Here you go, Calla.” Kiana struggles to shimmy sideways through the dense crowd impatiently trying to place their drink orders. She hands over one of two frosty lavendertinis, my absolute favorite drink.

I grin at her, leaning in to shout over the throbbing bass, “Thanks. Next round is on me. I just spied a place for us over by the railing. Let’s head on over.”

It’s a feat of balance to cut our way through the chaos without spilling our cocktails yet somehow we manage. Our hips sway with the sexy rhythm as we sip on our martinis and observe the eye candy that abounds tonight.

Kiana’s eyes gleam as she leans into me and says, “Wonder when they’ll start falling into the pool tonight.”

I barely stifle a laugh as I glance over for a glimpse of the long, zero edge pool that’s now almost blocked out by hundreds of legs. It’s inevitable. Someone always gets completely blitzed and falls in. The doorman usually has to wade in and haul their drunken asses out before escorting them to the exit. Normally it happens several times as the liquor begins to flow. I think the idea of jumping into a cool pool of illuminated water is just too irresistible for some intoxicated brains to resist.

“Oh, from the looks of it, any minute.”

My attention shifts as several partiers make space for a group of massive men. There are five of them, all dressed in very fashionable dark clothing. Without trying, they radiate dangerous sex appeal, and even well on their way to being drunk, people are giving them ample space.

Intrigued, I scan the men, who all look like hired killers. The tallest one’s arctic eyes ensnare mine, nearly stopping my heart cold. In an instant and without warning, the vision takes over me and I see myself being held high in the air. His strong hand is locked around my throat, my legs dangling and kicking desperately below me as my terrified screams ring through the night. He smiles at me and squeezes harder, silencing my cries as malice burns in his spine-chilling eyes. Vampire.

My glass drops to the ground, shattering the vision in an instant as my eyes focus once again on the light haired Russian looking vampire who is now staring at me with a completely different expression on his face. It’s one of total surprise swiftly replaced by calculated intensity, so powerful that I begin to tremble. Oh God, he knows!

A Ghost of an Affair, by Ellen March: a Sexy Spirit Shows a Woman How to Live

ghost_affairHe was the man of her dreams. Only one problem: he wasn’t alive.

A Ghost of an Affair ($13.95, 236 pages, ISBN: 978-1-60381-566-6), is an erotic paranormal romance by Ellen March about an insecure woman who must choose between a living lover and the ghostly man of her dreams.

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4 Blue Ribbons: “This story is very different from anything I have read in the past. The storyline once I got into it was very interesting by itself. The erotic sex was something to ponder over as well and it all works together to make a good read. To anyone who enjoys a romance set around a hospital and its staff, along with a hunky ghost who becomes very territorial towards his woman, you will want to read this story.”  Read more ….

—Romance Junkies

“[Ghost of an Affair] kept me hooked. It was an interesting premise. Plus the chemistry, they’re in lust with each other and it shows in every scene. The sex scenes were hot and sizzling. I loved how their relationship developed. The ghost, Breece is the complete opposite of Sage. It shows how that brings the changes in her life and in her. I was delightfully surprised how it ended. A perfect ending. A ghost with an insatiable appetite for sex combined with a woman who desperately wants some sex. It’ll satisfy a readers craving for fantasy and sizzling chemistry.”  Read more….

–Sorrel, Long and Short Reviews

4.5 stars: “I loved Breece, hated Sage, and worried about Grace while I read A Ghost of an Affair. I liked the characterization, the twist at the end, and I think you will, too.”  Read more ….

—Alberta, Manic Readers

4 Stars: “I had never read a ghost romance book before. I wasn’t quite sure what to expect or how it was ‘all’ going to work. But you know what, this author did a great job with the story and pretty much every aspect of how things worked was explained throughout. I don’t want to give too much away in my review and take away the surprise for any who read it. Be warned also there is some serious panty melting hot sex to be read.” Read more ….

—Jen’s All About Books Blog

“A Fun Romp…. If I had known ghosts fucked like that, I would have bought a Ouija board 20 years ago…. Dialect is perfect. Scenery is so vivid you’ll find yourself craving a curry and chips.”  Read more ….

—Red Light Fiction District

“I spent a lot of time loving Breece, liking Grace and hating Sage, which was, I’m sure, by design. This triad isn’t meant to be a triangle, however, and Grace FINALLY makes the right choice, only to have more heartache. The end was expected, but not less satisfying. I think readers will cheer on the reunited lovers, and the fun twist at the end really made me smile. Lots and lots of fun smexytimes, some barely adequate sexual relations, and one horse’s pa-toot of a boyfriend made this one memorable.”  Read more ….
—V’s Reads

“Romance lovers, if you want something that will turn up to heat all the way to scorching, then this is a book you might want to check out.”  Read more ….

—Imagine a World Blog

4 Stars: “This book was so far from what I would normally read that I greatly enjoyed it. It was different and that is what kept my attention through the whole thing.”  Read more….

—Reading, Drinking and Relaxing

Ellen March has published two other erotic romances with Fanny Press so far: Promises and His Girl Friday. More are on the way in 2015, beginning with Love on the Menu in February.

Grace McGillis is over the moon to have won the love, or at least the favor, of Dr. Sage Gerret, the resident heartthrob at the hospital where she is a receptionist. Sage hopes to “improve” her: to inspire her to eat and drink less and educate herself about fine art and music. Everyone sees Sage as a great catch. Why else would Grace put up with his barbs about her appearance and his uninspired lovemaking?

Enter Breece, an adoring alpha male who is out-of-this-world in bed. That is not surprising, for he is, after all, a ghost. Though Sage may not be anyone’s dream date, he is alive. Grace is falling in love with Breece, but is love enough?Even if fate allows her ghost lover to continue his delightful haunting, how will this couple find love everlasting?

Says Ellen, “I’m fond of the concepts that life never ends and true love really does conquer all, and this book combines both. It’s important for readers to know that a woman like Grace, whose current boyfriend has chipped away at her already low self-esteem, can learn to love herself in the arms of a sexy alpha male like Breece. But how do you get around the fact that Breece is dead? That’s always the challenge in paranormal romances. And I love a good challenge!”

Ellen March and her husband live on top of a mountain in Wales, which is ideal in the summer but not so much in the winter months or when it rains. She has three grown children, one suicidal cat—it really does have nine lives—and five Alaskan Malamutes. One of her hobbies is showing and working them. Ellen’s first love, however, is reading and writing. Since childhood, she has devoured every romance and fantasy she can get her hands on and enjoys acting out her own fantasies in print. Her body of work includes erotic romance, psychological thrillers and supernatural fantasies. Ellen has published two novels with Fanny Press, Promises and His Girl Friday, with several more in the works. Coming in January of 2015: Master of Fantasy. She has published three novels in the Doms of Drakos series—Escorting Sydney, One Night in Heaven, and Shadow Play (Ravenous Romance). Click here to find Ellen online.

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Breece cast his eyes around the lounge, at the empty wine bottles littering the floor. He couldn’t figure out what had happened. Had he gotten pissed up and wandered into a strange house? Picked up a girl and come back to her place?

He didn’t have a clue. All he knew was that he felt confused, strange. He also wondered why he had his training clothes on. Why would he have been out on the pull wearing a T-shirt and joggers? It didn’t make sense.

Suddenly a woman walked into the room. She ambled past him as if he wasn’t there. And one thing Breece knew was that no female ever ignored him.

“Hey,” he called.

She continued to snub him. Standing in front of the mirror, she weaved and stumbled. Her fingers locked into the end of the plait of hair she struggled to unfurl.

Breece realised she was drunk. “Oi, I’m talking to you.”

“She can’t hear you,” said a male voice from behind him.

Breece jumped and stared at the man before him. He wore an old fashioned costume and looked as if he’d just stepped out of Pride & Prejudice. That was the one period film he’d watched, and only because someone—he couldn’t remember who, but it must have been a woman—had insisted.

Breece glanced back at the woman, who continued to ignore him; however, she’d managed to loosen her hair. It fell around her hips in a blaze of fire. He felt his cock twitch. He loved long hair, and had the crazy urge to trail his fingers through it. “What do you mean, that she’s deaf?”

“There’s nothing wrong with her, my friend.” The man with the long sideburns grinned. “It’s you.”

“Me? What are you talking about?”

“You’re dead.”

“Run that by me again?” Breece brushed a hand through his hair and wondered what lunatic asylum this man had escaped from.

“You’re dead, have been for a quite a few years. But not as long as me, obviously.”

“Fuck off.” He looked around. At any moment someone would run in and shout, “Joke.”

“It’s true, my friend, and that lady over there summoned you.”

Breece scrubbed a hand over his eyes and shook his head. “I think I’d better go. I don’t know how I got here, but I’m leaving. Now!”

“Go on, touch her.”

Breece paused and turned. His gaze once again fell on the woman. He sucked in a breath and slowly, almost against his will, moved towards her. Something attracted him. She exerted a strong pull, one he’d never experienced before. He came to stand behind her and stared into the mirror. His reflection gazed back.

“I can see myself.”

“You’re a ghost, not a vampire,” chuckled the stranger.

Cuck Storm Horizon, by David McManus: The Story of Reluctant Cuckold Continues

cuckold2The story of Cuck Storm Horizon, by David McManus ($16.95, 332 pages, ISBN: 978-1-60381-447-8), begins the morning after the end of McManus’s first novel, Reluctant Cuckold.

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Dave Martens has to fill in for his boss and deliver the presentation of his career. All the while knowing that his young wife Ashley is back in New York with her new lover Mike in their marriage bed. Mike, the guy Dave met in a cuckold chat room, whom Ashley believes is an old friend from summer camp.

The real challenges await Dave upon his return. Mike’s woven himself into the fabric of Dave’s marriage. He’s taken over Dave’s bedroom and wants to dunk him in the cuckold deep-end.

Dave resolves to stand up for himself, hoping a big heart-to-heart with Ashley will pull the brakes on this runaway train. Meanwhile he must pretend everything’s perfect. As they go out on the town with another couple, attend a family cookout. Even just saying hello to his doorman becomes a trial as Dave struggles to project normalcy. But his troubles are just beginning. Mike has a birthday coming up, and Ashley has an unusual gift in mind.

David McManus is the author of Reluctant Cuckold, and works in finance in New York. While he intends to some day write a book about the economics of baseball, he felt compelled to tell a more immediate story now.

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“Just say ‘Hi, Ashley, I hear you’re going out with Mike tonight, and I just want to say have fun.’ ”

“C’mon, Mike.”

“Dave, that’s such a normal thing to say. Why is that so tough?”

“Look,” I said, “the last thing I want is to be seen as sanctioning this.”

“You’re looking at it backward, bro. You’d be seen as blessing it. You’d be saying ‘Go for it, Ashley.’ You’d be saying ‘I love you.’ ”

“Yeah, right.”

“Dave, just think of the benefits of being normal with her again. Ashley will feel she can start getting real and open with you again. Think of how good that will make her feel. And you, too.”

“Uh-huh.”

“I’m telling you, this will strengthen your marriage, bro.”

“Okay, man, whatever,” I said. “Look, I’m not gonna play fucking dumb. I know I have to acknowledge it.”

“Good, man. I bet you’ll be surprised how easy it is. Oh shit, I’m late to a meeting, bro.”

“Okay, but Mike …?”

“Yeah?”

“Will you at least consider what I said about all three of us taking a hiatus until I’m back?”

“Sure, Dave.”

“Okay, thanks.”

“But Dave?”

“Yeah?”

“Now’s the time to be supportive, bro.”

Nordic Lessons, by Christine Edwards: An Alpha Male Meets His Match

nordic_lessonsThis well-heeled British beauty never thought she’d end up bound to a biker.

Nordic Lessons ($13.95/216 pages/ISBN: 978-1-60381-552-9) is an erotic romance about a Londoner visiting Norway whose world is turned upside down when she falls in love with the head of a motorcycle club. Nordic Lessons is the second book in the Northern Lights series, which began with Naughty in Norway.

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5 Stars: “If you are jonesing for a new motorcycle club to fall in love with, then look no further than author Christine Edwards’ new release, Nordic Lessons …. Mikkel is definitely ‘book-boyfriend’ worthy. He is everything I crave in my erotic romance reads. He’s rough, but gentle. He’s funny, but serious. He is fiercely protective of what he deems as ‘his.’”  Read more ….

–I Love Bookie Nookie Reviews

5 Stars: “With kickass characters, smoking HOT sexy scenes, I highly recommend this book to my friends that love a little of BDSM in their books. Great job Christine Edwards, I definitely have found a new author that I will be keeping an eye on for new books!” Read more ….

—Fire and Ice Book Reviews

5 Stars: “Wow what to say about this one. It took me a bit by surprise and in such a good way. Nordic Lessons is hot, sexy, sultry, and just plain and simply scorching! I wear my kindle was so steamed up I was afraid it was going to die on me. This is one of those books that just gets your attention and doesn’t let it go! I didn’t want it to end at all!!! When it did end I was so close to just starting it back over so that I would get a little bit more.”  Read more ….

—Love’s a Book

5 Stars: “WOW!! Let’s just say this book was not what I was expecting when I started it, but it more than delivered. It blew every expectation I had away and just got better and better. From the very beginning it pulled me in and seized my attention and held me captivated till the end.”  Read more ….

—Intriguing Authors and Their Books Blog

5 Stars: “Nordic Lessons is another erotic powerhouse from Christine Edwards!  She absolutely captivates with her sweet Alpha males and action packed story lines.  But it’s her molten hot love scenes that literally steal your breath away and keep you reading far beyond any sane bedtime – and she just keeps getting better…”  Read more ….

—Agents of Romance

“The Dom/Sub scenes are sinfully good without being out of control or off the wall. This book is hot enough to melt an iceberg!”  Read more….

—Kerry’s Review, GoodReads

“If you think bikers are hot, wait until you meet Mikkel. Freaking heck, I was in heaven reading this book. There is not a thing about it that I didn’t like. Mikkel alone makes Nordic Lessons a 5-star read for me, but then Ms. Edwards makes the book a complete reading pleasure with every other element. I adore Elora. She is sweet and after getting over her initial shock of encountering a modern-day warrior, she sees past Mikkel’s exterior to the man within. She is as drawn to him as he is to her. They complement one another beautifully and this makes for some seriously hot sex scenes, especially as Mikkel teaches Elora to tap into her submissive nature. Add to the beauty that is Mikkel, Ms. Edwards includes a great cast of characters – including one uncomfortably realistic bad guy.”  Read more ….

—Crystal’s Many Reviewers

“Christine Edwards always gives me what I want. Bossy, Protective, Possessive and Loyal heroes! Heroines that have just the amount of sass and all the passion for these dominant lovers to make perfect matches every time …. I was holding my breath at times and was so sad when [Nordic Lessons] ended. I am so pleased with this sexy story and eagerly await the next passionate couple from Christine. She never lets us down.”  Read more ….

—Nichole’s Sizzling Pages

“Some fantastically hot action from Mikkel & Elora, both in bed & out! The Dom/Sub scenes are sinfully good without being out of control or off the wall. This book is hot enough to melt an iceberg!”  Read more ….

–I am a Book Addict… and Proud of It

“This was one hot lush sexy read and although I’m not a lover of the ‘master’ play I couldn’t help but fall for Mikkel. The romance was a fast build up with both quickly realising this was more than a casual thing. The D/s was immediately established and both finding what they had been yearning for.”  Read more ….

—Foxylutely Blogspot

“Excuse me while I sit in front of a fan for a few minutes because this book is HOT, HOT, HOT! …. For a quick read it was surprisingly character driven instead of a fast paced hardcore sex kind of book, but it wasn’t a bad thing, in fact I kind of liked getting to know the characters past and present instead of just a crazy wild night of wicked fun. However, you do definitely get your wicked fun here.”  Read more ….

—The Book Blog at the End of the Universe

“Scandinavian sex gods! **sigh** Mikkel is the ultimate Alpha Viking. He knows what he wants and doesn’t mince words with telling others what he wants. Elora is just what he’s been waiting for. She’s been yearning for a relationship like this and jumps in, boots and all, in this torrid affair. A well written, fast paced, action packed and sensual story has me certainly looking at this author’s other works. A hot and sexy read.”  Read more ….

—Book Lovin’ Junkie

“My goodness I love this book, hot alpha male who is not only commanding but also a protector/provider. Wait did I also mention he is a hot Norwegian Motorcycle president, a chivalrous one at that. Elora is funny and witty, but also just as strong as Mikkel is. For a romantic erotica, it is the one of the better ones I have had the pleasure of reading.”  Read more ….

—Fab, Fun, and Tantalizing Reads

4.5 stars: “This was my introduction to Author Christine Edwards and I am now kicking myself for not finding her sooner ~ she writes my Alphas just the way I like them; gruff, possessive, badass, a little sweet and a whole lot dirty. And her leading ladies are not mindless doormats with no personality which is a huge turn-on for me.”  Read more ….

—Bookworm Betty

“This isn’t a gritty MC biker story – the story is lighter, with only some drama, the main focus being on Mikkel and Elora’s relationship – which I absolutely loved.”  Read more ….

—Steph’s Sizzling Pages

“I absolutely LOVED this book. I was addicted from the first page, unable to put my Kindle down to eat or even sleep. The writing is great. The intense chemistry between Elora and Mikkel makes you feel like you are living in the story. And wow, this book was HOT, HOT, HOT! And to top it off he is the President of a motorcycle club. This book will definitely make you call your significant other to bed early!!”  Read more ….

–Hines and Bigham’s Literary Tryst

“I don’t know what to say in this review that I haven’t said before about Christine Edwards and her books. They are everything you want in a smart, sexy book. Today’s market is flooded with books. But finding the ones that are well written and well edited are getting to be few and far between. Christine Edwards takes it up a notch and gives you well researched, well developed characters, well planned storylines and well, hot sex.”  Read more ….

–Raw Books online

“I loved this book! It’s the perfect example of a dom/sub relationship!”  Read more ….

–For the Love of Books

“The love scenes between Elora and the elusive Mikkel are hot enough to burn  up the sheets.  I really enjoyed both of these characters and to watch as they got to know each other. Mikkel is awesome.  He is alpha but has a sweet side to him. He is gentle but at the same time dominant. Elora is sassy and spirited.   The chemistry was off the charts.”  Read more ….

—Read That! Blog

Elora is a cultivated Londoner visiting her brother in Oslo, Norway. With her brother away on business, she decides to do without his permission and borrow his classic Jaguar to take in the sights. But when she pulls over to the side of the road to take pictures, the car won’t start up again. In a blind panic, Elora has nowhere to turn, until a warrior of a man stops to help her. A massive, handsome hunk of a man, clad head to toe in black leather.

Elora has never encountered anyone like Mikkel. As much as he frightens her, she realizes she is out of options. Then comes the exhilarating journey home on his custom ride, and Elora falls hard for her knight in leather armor, an alpha male eager to teach her the rules of Dom/sub relationships. Mikkel is head of his motorcycle club, and in the days that follow, Elora becomes increasingly entangled in the culture of bondage, bikes, and club rivalries. But how can Elora fully commit to a man whose world might as well exist on another planet?

Says Christine, “Writing this novel got meet thinking about the appeal of the strong heroine and the alpha male. It all comes down to balance. Many of us are drawn like magnets to deliciously dominant alpha males, yet without a leading lady who can stand up to him, the preliminary vibrating tension between them would never hold up. The hero needs that wild spirit to challenge him, to keep things in check so the scale never tips completely in his favor.”

Christine Edwards grew up in the Deep South on Hilton Head Island, SC. At an early age she developed a passion for the arts that led her to earn a bachelor’s degree in Art History from the College of Charleston in South Carolina. Christine has a special place in her heart for reading and writing erotic tales. Her main focus is on loving, multi-faceted relationships involving intense alpha males and feisty heroines. She adores snow skiing, traveling the world, and spending time with her amazing family. Christine currently resides in the sleepy coastal town of Beaufort, SC. Click here to find Christine online.

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A surprised gush of breath leaves my lungs as his hands grasp each of my bare, chilled thighs to give a possessive squeeze before he dismounts.

“Enjoy the ride?”

I dismount with his assistance, quickly remove the elastic and sift my fingers through my braid, setting my red hair free once again. With my heart still pounding fiercely like a Japanese Taiko drum, I tell him—and I know I’m gushing—“Yes, there’s such a sense of power being on your motorcycle. Although I have to admit, I’m relieved that you’re the one driving. It seems like it would be far too much power for me to handle between my legs.”

Oh no, oh shit!

I watch his expression change the second the unintended double entendre leaves my lips. His eyes are smoldering, his breathing is more rapid. A perfect mask of male lust stares down at me. He’s absolutely stunning. His huge, hot palm reaches forward to glide through my hair, firmly cupping the back of my bare neck. He leans down several inches, closing any distance between us.

In a thick whisper, he says very slowly, “Oh, I have no doubt you can handle all that power perfectly, Elora.”

Muffled, thumping sounds of rock music engulf us as we become lost in each other’s eyes.

The heady moment is broken when he suddenly lets his eyes slide shut, drags in a deep breath, and changes the subject. “You’re proving to be the ultimate distraction, min skjønne. And I’m not easily influenced. We need to move now, we’re already over an hour late.”

Without another word, he grabs hold of my hand and turns to climb the steep flight of wooden steps. I glance out over the parking lot. Not a space to be had. There must be over a hundred people here.

He stops before the solid black door and turns to face me, his warm fingers threading confidently through mine. “I’m tending bar tonight, Elora, but I’m gonna place you right in my line of sight and introduce you to some quality friends. That work for you babe?”

“That’s fine, Mikkel.”

He lowers his body down farther to whisper against my parted lips, “My girl’s so fucking sweet.”

His girl? Yes, I absolutely adore that.

His Girl Friday, by Ellen March: a Shy Girl Holds her Own Against a Ruthless Rake

his_girl_fridaySometimes true love hides in plain sight.

On July 1, 2014, Fanny Press will release His Girl Friday ($13.95, 218 pages, ISBN: 978-1-60381-564-2), an erotic romance by Ellen March about an ugly duckling who turns swan while in the employ of a rich womanizer. In coming months, Fanny Press will be publishing several of Ellen’s erotic romances. Next Up, just in time for Halloween: A Ghost of an Affair.

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5 Stars: “I laughed so hard at the beginning of this book at times it was hard to breathe…. The last few twists I did not see coming at all, and I love that. The end of the book made me very happy for everyone involved. This was such a fun read, and I loved the characters, the supporting characters were just as important as the main ones in this book, in my opinion.” Read more ….

–Eat, Sleep, Read: Ramblings of a Book Lunatic

“His Girl Friday, by Ellen March was a delightful read. I absolutely LOVED Sally and Paul the gardener. They were absolutely hilarious! Every girl needs a gay best friend, and I was enthralled with their relationship and antics! This book was 1/3 romance, 1/3 erotic, and 1/3 comedy!” Read more ….

–A Well-Read Woman

4 Stars: “His Girl Friday is a delightful read. It’s funny, romantic, dramatic and very very enjoyable. Moving at a great pace you will have it finished in no time, and it will leave you with a smile on your face. This book is well written, displays great emotion has good character development and has a line-up of very likeable characters…. The romance side of this book is very sweet and includes some very steamy, tastefully written sex scenes. It also has a very happy ending that is a fitting end to this tale. Overall, a fun read that will leave you with a smile on your face.” Read more ….

–Sharon’s Book Nook

“Anyone looking for a light, funny, sexy read will gobble up His Girl Friday. I really enjoyed it.”  Read more ….

–The Divas of Desire

5 Stars: “I ended up really loving this book. Even Roman turned around for me. I will definitely be reading more by Ellen March in the future.” Read more ….

–Wicked Wolves & Dreaming Dragons

4 Stars: “His Girl Friday has it all—romance, comedy, drama, heart-ache, moral dilemmas—there’s a bit of everything all rolled into one very entertaining package. His Girl Friday is super fun! I LOVE Sally! Sally is the quintessential goofy girl and I LOVE IT when the ‘Ugly-Duckling’ surprises everyone and snags the seemingly unobtainable man of every girl’s dreams! If you are a lover of romantic comedies, His Girl Friday is the perfect choice! I’m already checking out what’s next by author, Ellen March—His Girl Friday has made me a fast-fan of her work!”  Read more ….

—Bookie Nookie Reviews

4.5 Stars: Ellen March played the hot Brit guy card on me and I am goner. Their cat and dog fight was very comical yet made me fall in love with Roman bit by bit until the end. It is also imperative to commend Ellen for creating very interesting and effective secondary characters such as Paul. He is one to adore too! His Girl Friday is recommended to ALL readers. You better get your eyes on this awesome read that will trigger all the tingly feelings in you.”  Read more ….

–I dare you to read blog

“I loved loved loved this one. Sally is such a mess you can’t help but to love her. She is the biggest klutz around and just an all around hot mess…. This story was just so funny it had happy moments, sad moments, and was just an all around good book. You are not going to want to miss this quirky love story.”  Read more ….

–Love’s a Book

“This was a great read, one that I can honestly say was a 4 stars with quirky and funny characters…. Ellen March is one author that I will be on the look out for more books from.” Read more….

–In the Pages of a Good Book

“I thoroughly enjoyed this book. A light summer read whether you’re lying on the beach or hanging on the deck. Just enough hot to lighten up even the cloudiest day! Don’t be shy, it’s not in your face erotic instead a breezy fun romance. The banter between Sally and Roman was comical with some laugh aloud moments…. Romance, humor, and no cliffhanger. A good read!”  Read more ….

–Rusty’s Reading

Although larger-than-life, this story is quite enjoyable.  It’s funny, charming, and sincere.  Sally becomes a bit more layered as you see her progress from her unattractive shell and come into her own.  In the end, it is very much a Cinderella story.”  Read more ….
–Smut and Bonbons

“This novel was easy on the heart, and had me entertained from the start to finish.”  Read more …
–Review of a Book Maniac

“Overall this was a light and fun read and gave the reader a good story of the mild and meek finally changing their luck and getting all the good that they deserve. It was a little of a Cinderella story, with an ‘ugly PA’ sister and a gay god brother! A real love story overcoming adversity. Yes at the last page you are cheering on for Sally finding her true self and her true love.”  Read more ….

–Foxylutely Book Reviews

“Are you looking for a little light summer reading? Then look no further than His Girl Friday by Ellen March.”
—My Secret Bookspot

“Oh my! This story is funny, caring, crazy, dangerous at times, romantic and a true love story …. This is one awesome cluster of emotions of a book and I loved it!”
—Goodreads

“I loved Sally’s quick wit from the start and the fact that she was clumsy and didn’t particularly care what other people thought of her outward appearance .… If you’re looking for an enjoyable and easy read, this is the book for you.”  Read more ….
—Paranormal Romance and Authors that Rock

Sally Friday is a mess. Not only is she tortured by self-doubt, but she is also clumsy and has no fashion sense. However, these qualities are exactly what her boss is counting on when she sends her to spy on reclusive millionaire playboy, Roman Daniels. Sally, normally an office clerk for the gossip magazine, Normandy, interviews for the position as Roman’s new secretary. His jealous PA, Antonia, immediately hires the girl, confident that her disheveled appearance will make her invisible to Roman’s wandering eye. Reliably disaster-prone, Sally makes a memorable first impression, and Roman wonders if he will survive her employment. But there is something about Sally that Roman can’t dismiss. Unlike every other woman, she is unswayed by his masculine good looks, and he keeps catching intriguing glimpses of her feminine potential.

When Sally takes a midnight dip in his pool, Roman makes an eye-popping discovery: Sally is hiding a luscious hour-glass figure beneath those baggy clothes. Her hidden assets as well as her refreshing innocence have Roman hooked. That is, until his growing feelings and fear of commitment get in the way and he decides to back off. With the help of Roman’s best friend Paul, Sally plays to Roman’s jealousy and gives him a taste of his own medicine. But what will Roman do when Sally’s deceit is revealed?

Says Ellen, “I’ve always liked the idea of a heroine with major issues whose sweet personality shines through and wins her the Prince Charming she so richly deserves. In my story, a clumsy inept woman catches the eye of a serious womanizing millionaire who could have anyone. Although she has potential physically, Sally does not win Roman with her looks. It is her sheer magnetism that attracts him—her combination of sweet innocence and uncalculated sex appeal. He doesn’t give in easily, of course. Roman has sworn not to settle down with one woman, ever.”

Ellen March and her husband live on top of a mountain in Wales, which is ideal in the summer but not so much in the winter months or when it rains. She has three grown children, one suicidal cat—it really does have nine lives—and five Alaskan Malamutes. One of her hobbies is showing and working them. Ellen’s first love, however, is reading and writing. Since childhood, she has devoured every romance and fantasy she can get her hands on and enjoys acting out her own fantasies in print. Her body of work includes erotic romance, psychological thrillers and supernatural fantasies. She has published three novels in the Doms of Drakos series—Escorting Sydney, One Night in Heaven, and Shadow Play (Ravenous Romance). You can find Ellen online at ellenmarch.jimdo.com.

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Throwing the sheet to one side, she rose to her feet, naked apart from a splash of glaring red, a minuscule pair of briefs that had seen better days. Crossing in soft steps towards the window, she stared with an intense longing out at the cool night. Her window overlooked the pool, which twinkled and beckoned, calling out to her. A glaze of moonlight caressed the water, and without another thought, she skipped into the bathroom.

Wrapping a large towel around her body, she opened her door slowly. Peeping out, she gazed down the darkened hallway. She could just make out the dulcet sound of Paul snoring. He was in the bedroom next to hers, separated only by the bathroom. She hadn’t heard Roman return and supposed he’d be spending the night away. He probably felt safer, she thought with a snap of irritation.

Running down the darkened stairs, she padded on light feet through the kitchen and pulled the door open. She held her breath and winced at its creaking hinges, hoping no one would hear the noise, before stepping outside and closing the door behind her. The patio stones still felt warm beneath her bare feet.

The two shepherds rose from where they’d been lying near the house and trotted over, curious at this midnight visit. Raising a hand to her lips, she said, “Ssh,” and grinned at their wagging tails. “Now be quiet, and sit there. That’s good, boys.” Sally was pleased at the way they listened to her.

Without wasting any time, she dropped the towel onto the nearby sun lounger, letting her eyes adjust to the dark. Spinning round, she dove into the pool. Her body was as straight as an arrow as she disappeared beneath the water. Coming up the other side of the pool, she relished the coolness washing over her skin. Floating on her back, Sally lazed around the pool, her hands fanning through the water as she drifted with aimless intent. She chuckled at the two dogs sitting poised at the edge of the pool, watching her.

She was so tempted to call them in but knew she couldn’t explain to Roman why his dogs were soaking wet and his pool full of dog hair.

Without warning the outside lights blazed, illuminating the entire area. Sally lay frozen on her back for an instant, bathed in the glare at the centre of the pool. Galvanising herself into action, she flicked over and dove to the bottom. She swam with easy expertise beneath the water, coming up against the darkened edge of the pool.

As she squeezed her eyes shut, she heard Roman’s voice. Shit, shit!

* * *

“What the hell?” He’d barely caught a tantalising glimpse of naked flesh and a flash of red cloth before it all disappeared. He thought he’d imagined it, except that the dogs bounced around the pool barking. Then they stopped and concentrated on the one spot. Where she swam to and disappeared.

“Stay inside, they’re not good with strangers,” he ordered his companion, a tall, red-haired woman. Then he strode to the pool. Staring down into the water, he caught a glimpse of a blonde head.

And then he knew.

“Sally!” he yelled, just before she sank lower into the depths. “Christ!” Roman was convinced she was drowning, and kicked off his shoes before diving in. Reaching out to her, he pulled her struggling body back to the surface.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” At once, he realized she was practically naked. A pair of very ample breasts spilled over his arm as he held her tight in front of him.

Mortified, she struggled to free herself from his vice-like grip. “Nothing, so will you let me go?”

Coming to his senses, he felt his mind reel at the sight of the body she’d hidden beneath baggy, unflattering clothes. He released her. “What the hell were you doing at the bottom of the pool?”

“It’s obvious I was hiding, wasn’t it?” she said, still with her back to him. She treaded the water before swimming to the side. Raising her arms, she laid them on the edge of the pool and clung to the tiles, unaware of the way her breasts pushed out to the side.

Roman swallowed hard and studied her slim back and narrow waist. It was so small he could span it with his hands. His gaze dropped to the small red knickers and shapely ass. Those were some interesting prospects, he thought in surprise.

“Forsaking All Others,” by Galia Ryan: a Woman Turns the Tables on Her Cheating Husband

forsaking“Forsaking all Others,” ($.99, ISBN: 978-1-60381-238-2) is the second Novella-Length Kindle Single in a new series by Galia Ryan: Stories of Love, Risk, and Fate. The series began with “Perfect Stranger.” Ryan is the author of the Luxuria Trilogy: Choices, Secrets, and Desires. In coming months, Fanny Press will be publishing several of Ryan’s novellas as Kindle Singles. After all the novellas are available separately online, they will also be published in a trade paperback anthology.

**Available only on Kindle. Click the Cover Image to order**

When Jonathon confesses to having an affair, Remy thinks it is the end of her world. But then she decides to fight back. No one is going to take her enviable lifestyle away from her, nor will she let another woman steal her husband. But how can she satisfy Jonathon’s demanding libido without learning to tolerate his indiscretions? Perhaps there is a way, after all, to save her marriage and ensure he never strays again ….

Convent-educated from the age of four, Galia Ryan was brought up not to question. Perhaps because of this, she has always been fascinated by all things esoteric and “outside the square.” Originally from Sussex, England, and now living in New Zealand with her soul-mate husband and grown-up family, Galia tries to find time between her passions for writing and reading and for her other love—travel. There is always a growing list of must-see places. Click here to find Galia online.

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Remy’s call came well after ten p.m. Somehow he’d known who it was, even with the number withheld message on the screen.

“Hi.” He tried to get the balance right. Upbeat. Not blatantly enthusiastic, which he was, but not despondent either.

“Hi.” Her voice was soft and beguiling.

He held his breath, waiting for her next words.

“Where are you?” she wanted to know.

“At my club.”

“What are you doing?”

“Working.” He glanced at the paperwork strewn over the narrow desk and the spreadsheet open on his laptop.

“It’s late.”

“I know.”

“You know what they say about too much work.” There was a hint of teasing in her voice.

“Uh-huh.” He was tired.

“Can you stop for a while? Take a break?”

The idea was too appealing to pass up.

“I shouldn’t, but I will. I’ll probably be more effective in the morning anyway.”

“Good.”

“So, what have you been up to today?” he asked, settling in on the sofa and spreading himself full length. He deserved a little comfort. He’d been working non-stop since breakfast.

“Oh, nothing much. A little shopping.”

“What did you buy?” The question was mundane. They were talking, and that was the point.

There was a soft, throaty laugh. “I treated myself. Some silk, some satin. You know.”

He did. She was referring to the expensive underwear she loved.

“Tell me more.”

“A slip. Not black, or white, but red. As red as rubies. And tight.” There was an electric pause. “I should probably have bought the next size up.”

“Are you …?” He closed his eyes.

“Wearing it?” she finished for him. “Yes.”

He visualised her breasts, sheathed in silky fabric, her nipples hard and protruding, and swallowed.

“What else are you wearing?”

“Stockings.”

“Black?”

“No. Tan. With a seam.”

“And—”

“Heels. So high, I can barely walk.”

“You haven’t mentioned any panties.”

“No, I haven’t, have I?”

He was getting hard.

“So …?” he needed to know.

“No panties.”

“Ahh.”

The image of her smooth and hairless slit was immediate, and he let out a long, slow breath.

The silence was almost tangible. He felt a strong connection; almost as if they were together in the one room.

“Are you in the bedroom?” he asked, wondering if she were there, or perhaps in the sitting room and draped on one of the Italian sofas, her legs open, one raised and bent at the knee, the other lowered to the floor.

“That would be telling.”

So, this wasn’t the call inviting him to come home. Assuring him that she needed him as much as he needed her. An unwelcome thought crossed his mind.

“Are you alone?”

“Again, that would be telling.”

She was taunting him, hinting that she might, just might, be with another man. Under the circumstances he had no idea if it were true. No idea of anything at that moment. But incredibly, the idea of her calling him from a bed other than her own was powerfully erotic.

He listened to the sound of her breathing. Measured, but perhaps a little fast.

“What are you doing?” he asked quietly.

“Right now?”

“Uh-huh, right now.”

“Touching. Stroking.”

“Yourself?”

She laughed. Seductive and mocking at the same time.

He realised his role was to question. She would supply the answer. If it suited.

With his free hand he unzipped his trousers. Eased them down to his knees and kicked them off. God, he’d give anything for her to be there right at that moment! His hand slipped under the waistband of his shorts. Touched his hardened cock and eased it upright. He waited, lost in the sound of her breathing, then wrapped his fingers around it and began a series of gentle strokes. Words were unnecessary. They were together, and he had lurid images of her pleasuring herself whilst he did the same.

“Is it good?” he asked, tightening his grip.

“Better than good,” she whispered.

Then he heard it. A male voice. At least he thought that’s what he heard.