New #FFromance from @naomi_jay and @evernightpub Read a #teaser #lesbian fiction

Thanks for having me here today! I'm excited to share my latest Romance on the Go, ON A DARK TIDE, a story I constantly (and probably annoyingly) referred to as the Creepy Ocean Story whilst writing it. I'm a mermaid at heart. I love the ocean, whatever the season, whatever the weather. Nothing makes me feel as at peace or inspired as sitting by the shore. ON A DARK TIDE is one of several stories and books I've written with the ocean at its heart, and it won't be the last.

ON A DARK TIDE also let me touch on something else I love – true crime and unsolved mysteries. I have a fairly long commute to work each day, and I usually pass the time by listening to podcasts. Delving into truly strange and puzzling stories of disappearances helped me shape the background of Piper and Cam's story, and hopefully you'll enjoy delving into the mystery of Dina Mackay with them!

Blurb

True crime podcasters Piper and Cam have travelled to the sleepy seaside town of Findlay to investigate the disappearance of a woman nearly a decade ago. The theories are wild—everything from murder to mermaids, and Piper is determined to get to the truth. Battling her fear of the ocean, Piper soon realizes Findlay has deeper, darker secrets than she could ever have believed. As she struggles to master her fear and deal with her unrequited love for Cam, Piper is lured into perilous waters. The truth waits beneath the waves—and Piper's fate waits with it.

Be Warned: f/f sex

Excerpt

“Cam,” Piper said again, almost wailing it as Cam took off back up the shore toward the town. Piper started after her, got her feet tangled in those grabby strands of seaweed, and toppled over. She landed face-first in the sand, grit and water-worn stones digging into her palms. “Shit!”

            She lay there for a few seconds, berating herself for being so stupidly tongue-tied. Then she picked herself up and hugged herself against the bitter cold wind rushing off the waves. She could fix this.

            All she had to do was run after Cam and say … something. She didn’t know what, though. She still wasn’t sure what the hell had just happened. What Cam had expected to happen.

            But she wouldn’t find out hanging around on the beach, would she?

            She started walking, the distant lights of the town guiding her. She and Cam had come further than she realized, and night had swept in while they walked. She couldn’t even see Cam’s silhouette up ahead. But she couldn’t have gotten far, surely. Piper had only been down a minute.           Piper cupped her hands to her mouth. “Cam? Cameron!”

            There was no answer. The wind shrieked down the bay, suddenly wild, and Piper flashed back vividly to her dream last night. She wondered if that’s all it had been, a howling gale invading her dreams. She glanced out across the ink-dark waters of the bay, watching the white caps rise and fall as the tide drove in. It was too easy to imagine being tossed around in those wild waves, mouth full of salt, lungs burning, body sinking and rising at the will of the water. It was too easy to imagine Dina Mackay walking into the sea...

            Piper shivered, unsure where the idea came from. The wind rose and fell in strange harmony, filling her head with shipwrecks and yellowed bones polished by centuries of sand and water. She stopped looking for Cam, entranced and disturbed by the song of the bay. It did sound like voices, eerily so. Sweet, inhuman singing as the wind ripped through hidden caves and over knee-high banks of marram grass.

            Dina could have heard that beautiful, awful music the night she went missing. She could have walked out of the Lobster Pot, just like Piper had tonight, pleasantly buzzed, and thought she heard voices down on the shore, out in the water.

            Piper didn't remember moving, but the water lapped at her feet now, so either she’d moved or the tide had. She wasn’t sure. It didn’t matter. The singing swirled around her, warming her where the wind had chilled her. The water washed over her canvas shoes, soaking in and anchoring her to the shore. The singing pulled at her, dragged at her, as inexorable as the ocean.

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About the Author

Naomi likes writing, perfume, fancy tea, and unfathomable monsters from the dark spaces between the stars, not necessarily in that order. She has been writing stories ever since she learned how to write, but is still trying to master the art of biography writing. When she's not dealing with werewolves, demons, or sea monsters, she's hanging out with her cat and probably watching a documentary about Bigfoot. If the cat isn't available, she's with her fiancé watching cookery shows and silently plotting her next book.

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Read an excerpt from @ljlongo 's new release #PNR #shifter Romance on the Go 'Hiring the Tiger' @evernightpub

Thanks for having me on your site! I’m excited to share Hiring the Tiger because it’s both my first F/M story and also my first series. While Hiring the Tiger is a stand-alone, there will be three other books in the series about the rest of the pack.

Blurb:

A tiger shouldn’t be picking tea-leaves and carrying luggage, but that’s the only job Navarro sees in his future. He’s learned to be humble since he and his friends, a wolf pack, exchanged their former careers as highway robbers for prison.

Then Lady Jasprite Doughton, a merchant with all the grace of the far East and the wealth of the West, whirls through the village on the back of a dragon and reminds Navarro what it means to want something. With her dominating sexual tastes and her powerful personality, Jasprite challenges his body, his lust, his loyalty to his friends, and his own worth.

After all, is gold enough to buy a tiger?

Excerpt:

Nav worried she wouldn’t like the look of the bands, too dirty, too bold. Then he scoffed because he didn’t give a damn if she liked the look of them. Then he worried she’d decide he was a frivolous expense.

Fuck the bet, he’d take for her free. Now, he wanted her.

Now she was here.

He smelled her in the hallway, potent and sexual. She walked with quick long strides and opened the door before he could decide if he ought to be found in the balcony or on the bed.

Jasprite locked the door after she entered, then dropped the key into her front vest pocket. She grinned at him, the kind of leer men give the village girls washing their clothing at the river. It made him feel curiously misplaced.

“So, the captain was wrong. The chest was delivered safe and whole. You didn’t even open it.”

“I didn’t have the key.” He’d resisted the desire to pick it. “Ramsay also said you ought to hire a soldier to do this work.”

“A miscreant will do the job more thoroughly.” She pulled off her suit jacket and hung it on a wall hook, never taking her eyes from him. “Though, I’ll be honest, I don’t like animals. Especially, large ones. They don’t take direction well. Your witch said you’re a tiger.”

Nav grinned. “She’s not wrong.”

The lady’s eyebrow raised with annoyance. He wasn’t playing properly. He tried to be timid again. “Did you want proof, Lady Doughton?”

“Never had a tiger for hire.” She grinned at her name then pulled the string of jewels out of her bun, plucked something from the string, and tossed something over to him. He caught a key. “Open the chest.”

He knelt and opened the red chest with a gamely smile.

The smile left quickly. “Holy Hades…”

Under the layers of cotton were shackles, collars, whips. Long thick phallic statues of carved and polished wood, glass, and shining metal molded for a very specific purpose. Gags, hoods, dozens of other toys he’d never seen even in the most wicked books.

She chuckled, not a pleasant sound. “I knew you wouldn’t be ready.”

“Uh…” He looked from the box to her. He wanted her strong thighs, those tempting breasts, her cruel smile. But the box … men were supposed to use toys like that, not women.

“You like my collection?”

“I don’t know, actually.”

She hummed, unimpressed with his answer. She sauntered over and peered with him into her box of deviance. Her thighs were level with his face, and he inhaled the rich fresh wetness between her legs. He wanted her so much.

Nav swallowed, uncomfortable on his knees. He should have been the one staring down at her. She should have been the one to feel small and desired. Instead, she’d made him nothing more than his throbbing cock and his wordless mouth.

“Yes, this is exactly my problem with large animals. Especially ones that belong to other women.” She gripped his chin.

“I don’t belong to Yenna.”

She grinned. “I know who you belong to.”

Nav shivered a little at the ownership in her confidence.

Jasprite let him go. “I do like a pretty face though. So, I’ll make an exception for you, tiger.”

She could still tell him no? He wasn’t sure he had the option himself.

The woman unbuttoned her vest. “Pick out what you’ll let me use on you and I’ll tell you what you’re worth.”

Author Bio

L.J. Longo is a queer author, a geek, a feminist, and sometime pirate. L.J.’s work with Evernight includes The Dishonest Lover, Dark Captive: Manlove Edition, and Owned by the Alpha: Manlove Edition.
Find more thoughtful, hot erotica at Graceful Indecency where L.J. offers free erotica and contests to win romance e-books. L.J. also sometimes takes a break from writing and messes around on Twitter and Facebook.

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Loving Liam new #romance from @NikkaMichaels and @evernightpub #newadult #disability

Loving Liam

By Nikka Michaels

Genre: M/F, Romance, Disability, New Adult, Contemporary

Length: 8,200 Word

Release Date: 03/21/2017

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

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BLURB:

The first rule of housemates: never date a roommate. 

Grad student Amelia Baker shouldn’t have a crush on her roommate, Liam. Ever since the car accident years ago left her wheelchair bound, her family has treated her differently. But Liam makes her laugh and want something more than just friends. 

When a snow day turns into one of the busiest at the coffee shop leaving Amelia short-handed at work, Liam lends a hand. When her best friend drops the bombshell that he’s been offered a job four hours away in Seattle, Amelia doesn’t know what to do. If she tells Liam how she feels, she might lose his friendship. Will Amelia and Liam become more than just friends, or will she be left out in the cold?

EXCERPT:

“You’re surprisingly not freaking out right now.”

“I’m not.” I traced my fingers over the buttons on his shirt. “I kind of want to kiss you right now. But I don’t want to take advantage of your condition.”

“My condition?”

“Superdork. It’s a recognized medical condition.”

He dug his fingers into my ribs, in that place that never failed to make me shriek with laughter, and I wiggled furiously, trying to escape. He tickled me relentlessly until I batted his hands away. “Okay, Okay, truce, truce.”

As my laughter died away, I noticed how amazing he looked. He stared at me, his gaze intense, and I realized that our positions had shifted with me lying on my back with him cradled in between my thighs.

I curled my finger in his shirt and tugged him closer. This time when his lips touched mine, there was nothing gentle about the kiss. With a soft sigh, I parted my lips and when his tongue touched mine, an embarrassingly loud moan rumbled out of my chest.

At the noise, I froze. “Oh God.”

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NIKKA MICHAELS BIO:

Nikka Michaels lives in the rainy Pacific Northwest where she spends her time cooking, laughing and crafting romantic tales to satisfy her craving for HEAs with heat. A voracious reader, novice knitter and music lover she’s been known to multitask without breaking a sweat. She believes everyone deserves a love story.

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New release #erotic #romance from @JJKing_Author and @evernightpub 'Epic Love' Read an excerpt

Epic Love ~ Masterclass Book I by JJ King

The first Romance on the go in a series of four called Masterclass. Sexy professors make all the difference when it’s time to learn!

Zoey Matthews’ life is finally back on track after years of pretending to be the perfect suburban wife. She’s doing what she wants now, and has returned to her alma mater to complete a Masters in English literature. Despite trying, she doesn’t quite fit in with her classmates, which is why she’s so excited when her friend Rachel, a professor in the department, introduces her to some of her co-workers.

Dr. Sebastian Lane makes Zoey’s knees go weak the moment she sees him. After years of being lonely, she’s finally found someone who makes her body come to life, so when the sparks fly, she follows where they lead.

Will they lead her on a mysterious adventure or straight into his arms?

WARNING: XXX EXCERPT

Bash reached out a hand and laced his fingers with hers, pulling her in until the length of her body pressed against his. The nervous anticipation she’d had earlier when she’d thought about being alone with him returned ten-fold. Her heart raced, pumping heated blood through her limbs, lighting her nerves on fire. She folded into him, staring up at him through a haze of lust.

 All signs of excitement faded from Bash’s face, replaced by an instant awareness. His mouth slipped open as he gasped in a breath, drawing Zoey’s attention to his beautiful lips.

 They were so tempting, firm yet soft, and she knew they were delicious. The tiny taste she’d gotten in the cab now seemed a tease, a promise of more. She raised up on her tip toes and reached for his neck with trembling hands.

 Bash met her halfway, scooping her into his arms. He twisted and pressed her against the wall just next to the obscure opening they’d discovered together. She gasped in desire when his big hands delved into her hair, tugging at the roots, as his lips crushed against hers.

 He tasted different this time, like the red wine they’d sipped downstairs. But, underneath, was the real flavor, his unique taste, and it drove Zoey wild. She licked out her tongue, lapping at him, wanting to taste all of him, wondering what his body would taste like.

 The fine hairs all over Zoey’s body stood on end, straining to be touched. Zoey ground her hips against Bash’s abdomen, urging him on, needing so much more than he was giving at the moment. His response was to tug her hair even harder, to the side, and settle his teeth and lips on her neck.

 The feel of his tongue as it slid over the tiny hurt he’d inflicted with his teeth made Zoey cry out. She’d never been a vocal lover, had never been swept away like her favorite heroines in the books she loved to read. Even before Hayden, she’d enjoyed sex, but it hadn’t been mind-blowing or awe-inspiring. This, though, this time would be different. Bash was different.

 His torso held her in place as his hands left her hair and began to explore her body. Up and down her length he traveled, touching softly then pulling and grabbing with intent. He moved so quickly, touched so much, that she never had a moment to acclimatize. Zoey’s nerves danced, exploding all over, driving her into a frenzy. She writhed against the wall, clutching at his neck and shoulders, clawing her nails into his skin in desperation.

 Bash growled deep in his throat and grabbed her around the waist, lowering her to the floor. Zoey’s legs wobbled as her knees threatened to give way. She sucked in deep gasps of oxygen, trying to understand why Bash had stepped away from her. He crossed the room quickly, his gait a little crooked, and slammed the door to the storage room shut, deftly locking the door.

 “I don’t want any interruptions,” he rasped.

 Zoey’s heart soared and she ran to him, throwing herself into his open arms and sealing her lips to his. His tongue flicked out to taste her and she bit down on it, then sucked it into her mouth. His arms came around her body and lifted her and then she was being walked backward while he licked and sucked her lips. She yelped and dissolved into giggles when she flew through the air and landed on a couch covered with a white sheet.

 Bash’s long body covered her in an instant and his lips returned to hers. His clever hands danced over her clothes, moving down over her hips to the hem of her dress. Zoey threw back her head, encouraging him to move to her neck, one of her favorite erogenous zones, and then sighed in abject pleasure when he licked from her jaw to her clavicle. His teeth grazed the bone there, then moved to her shoulder, making every part of her brain melt. Only one thought remained, that she needed to touch him.

 Zoey reached for his sweater and started tugging it over his head. Bash paused from his goal for a moment to tear the offending piece of clothing off his body then tossed it to the floor. She froze. Her entire awareness narrowed and all she could see or hear or know was Bash’s chest. His shoulders were wider than she’d ever seen on a man in real life, then he cut down at an angle to a waist that was…she swallowed hard and reached out tentatively, stroking her fingertips over the indentations his heaving muscles made. Her mouth watered.

 A second later, Bash’s fingers grasped the top of her tights, along with her panties, and pulled them roughly down her legs. They stopped abruptly on her shoes and he cursed, then pulled her heels from her feet and shucked her tights, leaving her naked from the waist down and completely ready.

 They locked eyes, neither moving as they each breathed raggedly. Bash’s eyes questioned her, asked for permission, as his hand hovered above her junction, waiting to dip into her hot sex.

 Zoey looked up at him through half-closed eyes, feeling more desirable than she ever had, and nodded. She opened her legs to accept him.

 His eyes stayed on hers as he slipped a finger into her folds and slid against the bundle of nerves there. The sensation was so intense that she mewled and thrust her hips up, begging for more. With a dead sexy grin, Bash let his digits move lower, finding the opening to her body, and thrust inside.

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Finding the right words by JJ King is on sale for .99¢!

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Author biography

I love writing and reading and eating sushi with friends. A world devoid of my girls is a barren place. My heart lives in my son and with my family, and I love life, and cats, and wine. I write contemporary and paranormal romance, and I love chatting with readers, so check out the links below and swing by for a chat.

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Will Gabrielle and Justin discover The Perfect Christmas? #newrelease #romance @vernightpub

The Perfect Christmas 

Gabrielle Sullivan is in a panic to finish her shopping on Christmas Eve when she literally bumps into an old friend, Justin Law, from university. After being knocked to the floor Justin offers to buy her a coffee and both admit they had a strong attraction to each other, but both were too naive to admit it at the time. After their ten year separation will Gabrielle and Justin discover The Perfect Christmas?

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Gayle Cranfield was born in East London, England and found her forever after, Mark at the age of 14.

Now, 32 years later, they have two children and after a move in 2016 they now live in West Cork on The Wild Atlantic Way in Ireland.  They have one child at University in Wales working on a Masters degree in Psychology and another at the London College of Fashion studying Make up, Hair and Prosthetics for Performance (Training to become a sci-fi makeup artist for film and TV basically).

Gayle was an Account Manager for a manufacturing company until 6 years ago when, after a weird shamanic experience in Brazil, she changed her life path. Whilst on a road trip around California in 2013, she read some disastrous books and when she returned home decided to write one of her own. Having never creatively written a word since school, she picked up her iPad and hesitantly started to write in secret thinking she'd write a short story. Before she knew it, she had 20 chapters and 97000 words!

"It is great to see your work come alive," Gayle says. "Although you have had various Beta readers telling you it is a great story and a real page turner until a publishing company says 'Yes we want your work' you only think your friends are being nice and trying not to hurt your feelings. Seeing the front cover being emailed to me for approval was when the reality hit me that this was actually happening and people other than my friends were going to read it."

Gayle writes suspense and paranormal novels with a very dark twist, aimed at 18+ age group. After a short break from writing due to her move in 2016, she is now writing full time and has four novels published and one short story to be released on 14th December 2016. She has another short story that has been submitted to her publisher and is hoping it will be released early 2017, with a full novel being submitted in the new year with another April 2017. 

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From author E.D.Parr #coverreveal for Christmas yummy @evernightpub #MMromance with a #PNR twist

It’s the day before Christmas Eve and gorgeous, happy, Nick Kringle is making deliveries on the main street of the city when a car breaks down at the intersection.

Amid the seasonal crowds and inclement weather, Dylan West gets out of his car and tries to push it to the side of the road.

Nick rushes to help him and comes face to face with the most delicious man he’s ever seen.

Dylan’s down on his luck, but Nick believes in magic.

Can wishes come true? You bet—especially if Nick Kringle has anything to do with it.

Available December 15 on all ebook sites 

Romance on the Go is a popular short story line from Evernight Publishing

Tease me please:

Nick’s gaze followed the man’s hands and then traced the planes of his handsome face. They stood close to a newspaper and magazine kiosk. The brilliant light from the neon tube snaking around the overhanging roof, and the blinking fairy lights, cast the man alternately in violet and then white illumination. Nick sighed inwardly at the perfect blue of the man’s eyes and the shapely mouth that he already ached to kiss. He introduced himself.

 “Nick Kringle—pleased to meet you. Can I give you a ride anywhere?