Wintery Welcome to J.R. Gray…Free Read Illicit Activity!

Happy Monday, friends! I know it’s not technically winter yet, but with holidays, festivities and snow falling on the site, I’m calling this month’s guest spotlights our Wintery Welcomes. I’ve asked everyone stopping by in December to tell us what their characters would most like to find under the tree. I just started reading Illicit Activity last night and it’s one of those that kicks off knee deep in an emotional, conflict-laden scene.  I can’t wait to hear what these lovelies of J.R. Gray’s want most. Best part? Illicit Activity is a Free Read over at Evernight Publishing! Sending out warm, cozy wishes to you all and to Gray, thank you so much for visiting today. I think we’ve joined Gray in the middle of asking our December question. Let’s see what they’re saying…

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Gray: What do you hope to find under the tree this year? Continue reading


Please help me welcome and thank Laurel for bringing us a sneak peek of her new release and sharing about the perfect getaway.  ♥

What’s Your Ultimate Romantic Getaway?

I was recently asked, what do I consider to be the ultimate romantic getaway. I’m a relatively hyper person, but when it comes to getaways, I like things to be relaxed and leisurely. However, I don’t think relaxed means lacking romance.

The place doesn’t really matter to me. It’s the company. There’s something to be said for waking up late and snuggling with your partner (or partners). Having your senses slowly awakened by leisurely caresses and gruff whispers. I love knowing that the only itinerary I have to follow for the day is the one created by the need to be with the person I love. For me every “relaxing” moment is an element of romance.

The hero in my latest book Jaxon “Jax” Grey, shares my sentiments. I didn’t set out to make our views so similar, but hey, muses can be funny sometimes. When Jax sets out to win the love of his best friend and business partner, Pepper Holts, he decides to use every method of persuasion he can muster to create the ultimate romantic getaway.

One of my two favorite scenes to write in this book were a dinner for two, that Jax was determined to be romantic and a walk through the woods that Pepper struggled to be immune to.


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Happy 1st day of March everyone!  You know, sometimes you just sit around pinching yourself because you just feel that lucky.  That’s me today because I get to play hostess again to one of my favorite Evernight authors, the one and only, Doris O’Connor!  I absolutely love her newest treat, a sexy hot story about a genie named Sol who turns one woman’s e-reader into well….I’ll let Doris tell you all about it.  Take it away, hot author mama!

Thanks so much for having me here today to share a little about my new release, Sol and the Magic Fingers.


This story was a dream to write, because it literally wrote itself :) I’ve always been fascinated by Genies. Aladdin was one of my favourite stories as a child. So, when a reader left a comment on my blog wishing for a magical e-reader, I immediately thought, “Oohh, now there’s an idea.”

I was busy with other things, until New Year’s Eve, when I was standing at my kitchen sink, doing the washing up, and … Poof … in true Genie style there was Sol in my head, telling me the entire first chapter.

Now, I love it when that happens, but it was New Year’s Eve and I had a poorly toddler to boot. However, I know when resistance is futile, and like the dutiful author I am, I sat down and took dictation. Four am the next morning saw me type The End.  :)

So, there you have it. The magical journey of Sol, lol. I hope you enjoy reading his story as much as I enjoyed writing it…


Breaking your e-reader at the end of a long and trying day is enough to send any woman over the edge. Karen’s one treat are her naughty stories. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Saucy stories in the old library? It doesn’t seem likely, but when Karen is sent home with an odd looking reading device magic happens at the touch of her fingers. Is the drop dead gorgeous man she encounters real or just a flight of her imagination?

Caught in a weekend of sexual delight, will she lose her heart, as well as her inhibitions? And is there any future for the two of them?

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She jumped up, rinsed off her plate in the sink, and grabbing a fresh cup of coffee on the way, headed for the sanctuary of her bedroom. Here she liked to immerse herself in her stories, to forget about her worries, and let herself be transported into another world of drop dead gorgeous men, who actually knew how to pleasure a woman, and didn’t leave their dirty socks on your bedroom floor. She giggled at the thought and ran her hands over the e-reader. Just like before it seemed to come to life in her hands. It shimmered and grew, and as if by magic the story she’d been reading appeared on the screen.  Well, Mr. Jones had said it was in there. She found her place and started reading.

Two hours later she dropped the reader out of her clammy hands and drew a ragged breath into her lungs. Wow, that had been an intense read. The story was hot, but somehow, this time round it had felt as though she had been the heroine in the book, so engrossed had she been in the scenes unfolding in her mind. Beads of perspiration covered her body, and her breasts felt heavy and so sensitive that the slightest touch of her blouse against her hard nipples sent darts of stinging awareness between her thighs. Her underwear was soaked through with the evidence of her arousal, and a mere brush of her fingers over the engorged nub at the top of her slit was all it took for her to tumble into a breathtaking orgasm.

When she had her breathing back under control, she smiled, as her fingertips touched the reader. It brightened and vibrated slightly, and Karen couldn’t stop herself from murmuring her wish.

“If only you could magic me a real life man like the ones in your stories.” The reader grew hot, and Karen yelped as it burned her fingertips. She blew on them and frowned, but the reader was once again back to normal. Still that odd looking design, but not glowing, vibrating, or otherwise, and—she touched it gingerly—not hot. Karen shook her head at her fanciful imaginings and headed for the shower.

That’s what she needed, a nice long, hot shower to chase away the cobwebs and a chance to try out her new waterproof dildo. She sniggered as she turned on the shower and eyed the huge phallus shaped object. She would see…

She switched on the shower and stepped under the heavy stream. The power shower had been the major selling point when Karen had bought her apartment. Where other women soaked in the bath, she lingered in the shower. Nothing like letting the jets of hot water soothe cramping muscles and drain the stresses of the day down the swirling plughole. She closed her eyes and let her mind wander. She wasn’t really standing in the shower—no she was on a tropical island under a cascading waterfall, waiting for her lover to appear. She smiled and cupped her breasts, imagining it was another set of hands massaging the heavy globes. She leaned back against the tiles to steady herself, only in her imagination it was her lover’s hard muscled chest. Two strong arms circled her, and her heart did a silly little flop, as teeth grazed her ear.

“I’ve got you. Just let yourself feel.” The deeply seductive, slightly accented voice dripped over her senses, like hot, molten chocolate, and the unmistakable edge of command caused a delicious flutter of excitement deep inside her core. He trailed his large, slightly calloused hands along her arms and pulled them up high above her head. Something wrapped around her wrists and another tug brought her up on her tiptoes. She swayed until his hard arm ‘round her waist grounded her against him. A hair-roughened thigh slipped between her legs, creating delicious friction against her core, and a rush of her juices coated her nether lips.

“Who are you?” She had to ask, even if it meant spoiling the magic, for the hard cock pressing into her ass cheeks left her in no doubt that she was not on her own. Either she was fast asleep, having the most erotic dream yet, or she had indeed been joined in the shower by an unknown man, whose clean and slightly spicy musk permeated her consciousness, and pitched her arousal higher still. Like the strongest aphrodisiac, his scent surrounded her, strange and familiar all at once, and the frisson of fear the absurdity of the situation brought with it, just increased the intensity of her feelings.

“I’m Sol, and I’m here to make your dreams come true. Will you let me?”

(YES, YES, YES! says carlene quietly as she gives her e-reader a few shakes…)

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Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.







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Thank you so much for being my guest today, Doris, and for bringing a touch of magic with you! 

Always love,

Carlene Love♥





It’s February, the month of LOVE, and I am so happy to be kicking these next 28 days off with fellow Evernight author, C.R. Moss!  Welcome, Chris!

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Thanks for having me here today! :) My name is Chris, and I write under the names C.R. Moss for erotic and mainstream romance and Casey Moss for mainstream dark fiction (horror, suspense, urban fantasy). My professional bio for C.R.: “An eccentric and eclectic writer, C.R. Moss pens stories for the mainstream and erotic romance markets, giving readers Worlds of Possibilities when it comes to love.” Basically I write stories from the light and sweet to the dark and deadly with varying degrees of sexual heat. The bio for my other persona: Casey Moss delves into the darker aspects of life in her writing, sometimes basing the stories on reality, sometimes on myth. No matter the path, her stories will take you on a journey from the light-hearted paranormal to dark things unspeakable. What waits around the corner? Come explore…



Carlene, in the spirit of Valentine’s Day coming up this month, asked me: Is a kiss meant to be more romantic or more heroic?  Meaning do you think a kiss is meant to be pleasing or is it to say you are staking a claim to that person?  Well, in my opinion, I think it depends upon the situation and the partner. First time partner ~ Is he assertive and confident? Then perhaps it’s a ‘staking claim’ hot, deep passionate kiss. Is he more on the sensual seductive side? Perhaps the kiss would be more slow and pleasing, yet still staking claim. Is it between two people who’ve been together for some time and what situation are they in? Maybe they’ve had a huge argument and one of them is trying to prove a point with a ‘staking claim’ kind of kiss. Or perhaps they’re sharing a quiet moment and the kiss is soft, subtle and overall a pleasant smooch. Then there are the kisses shared amongst friends. And first kisses… Good-bye kisses… But all that’s probably a discussion for another day. ;)


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Today I’m here to tout my latest C.R. Moss release, Lovers and the Fiend. It’s a story in Evernight Publishing’s Naughty Fairy Tale line. The characters, Jack and Kristina, appeared in my short story – Chasing Miss Kringle – that’s in an Evernight Publishing anthology – Stockings and Suspenders. This is the first of a handful of stories I have planned for the NFT line that revolve around the world started in CMK and Lovers. You don’t have to read the anthology story to read Lovers, but it’d be nice if you did. ;)



Ex-cop turned private investigator, Jack Vorst, learns his elf girlfriend Kristina has been missing for a few days after being invited to an underground vampire club. He, too, is summoned to visit club Hexenringe and is taken captive. Jack finds Kristina bound and gagged in a human sized bird cage. They’re both thrust into a kinky world at the hands of Kol, the club owner. Kol, a vampiric beast, shifts into human form to be with Jack and Kristina and needs them to remember their pasts and to love him so he can return to what he used to be. Can Kol make the pair fall in love with him despite his current situation and the fact he’s keeping them captive or will they leave, making it too late for him to change all their fates?Warning: ménage a trios, M/M, bondage, anal sex, sex toys, public exhibition


A peek into the beginning of the story…
Chapter One

I have your woman. A nice piece of ass she is, too. She tells me you’re not bad yourself. I would love for you to join us later. A car will be waiting for you outside your office at noon today where my assistant will fill you in on some details. If you know what’s good for you and your gal, you’ll take advantage of this invitation. See you soon. ~ Kol Ainmire

Jack Vorst’s temper went full tilt within a second. His blood pounded hard through his head and body. He’d told Kristina to be careful when she went out on her cases, but it seemed she still had gotten herself in trouble. Not good.

“Vic! Get in here!” Trying to check and rein in his anger before he popped a vessel, Jack grabbed the letter he’d found on his desk while going through a stack of mail and a couple of case files. The paper crinkled within his one clenched hand, and the envelope it’d come in bunched up in his other.

He kept his gaze downcast, ground his teeth. No sense in looking at the tan colored walls that were littered with stenciling in his office and be more irritated than he already was. The design and colors reminded him of the Native American beaded belts people sold at roadside stands.

Vic’s wife, Malory, who worked in the adjoining office suites, loved her southwestern motifs. All the rooms for both divisions of the business were decorated to represent Arizona and New Mexico. The decorating style with too many colors and crazy patterns made his head swim, gave him a headache. He hated headaches.

Staring at the crumpled papers in his hands, he sighed. Truth be told, Kristina’s whereabouts and her lack of checking in for several days only concerned him a little. She was able to take care of herself, and he trusted her. He loved her, wanted her to be safe, so of course he worried some. But being an elf gave her an advantage that mere humans didn’t have­—the ability to escape situations by simply disappearing and reappearing elsewhere.

Except this time.

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