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Seductive Scenes Facebook Hop

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**Welcome to the Seductive Scenes Facebook Hop. Stop by each author’s FB page to check out their naughty excerpts. Enter the giveaway for a chance to win a Seductive Scenes Prize Pack. Be sure to leave a comment on each author’s post to increase your chance of winning. Today, I’m sharing a naughty excerpt from my novel, Christmas Fantasy. Enjoy!*

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Alyssa pulled the shower curtain closed then undressed. She felt naughty for hiding in the shower. Good girls didn’t hide in showers and do what she was about to do. But surely if she’d done it in bed, he would’ve awakened and asked her what she was doing.

Getting caught in the act would’ve been too embarrassing. The shower was the only place for her to take the edge off of her arousal. While he’d fallen asleep with no problem, she’d laid awake, listening to him breathing. Her nasty mind had conjured up thousands of ways for her to pleasure him.

Those thoughts left her wanting. If she intended to spend the rest of the day questioning him, she needed a release. Or she’d end up begging him to give her one and she wasn’t ready to face his beast again… not yet.

Alyssa closed her eyes and placed one foot on the edge of the tub. She trailed her hands down her stomach then past her freshly shaven apex. She placed one finger on her tiny nub then kept moving her other hand until she cupped her wetness in her palm.

Devin had said she smelled like honey. Alyssa shuddered and began stroking herself, gyrating against her hand. She imagined it was Devin’s tongue that was rubbing against her instead of her own hand. Devin’s tongue would definitely feel better.

He would lick her so good. He wouldn’t miss one drop of her honey when she came. Caught up in the pleasure she was feeling, she didn’t hear the bathroom door open. Eyes closed, she moaned Devin’s name.

She removed one hand from her center and brought it to her breast while using her other hand to pleasure herself. Suddenly, the shower curtain was pulled open. Shocked, she stared into Devin’s eyes. She was caught. Damn, damn, damn.

“Devin, I…” Embarrassed, she didn’t know what to say.

“Give me your hand, Alyssa.” His voice was dark, deep, demanding.

“Why?” She asked warily as she lifted her hand from her breast.

“Not that hand,” he told her.

“But,” She could barely get the words out. “This hand is wet,” she said, speaking of the hand positioned at her center.

“I know.” His dark eyes drifted lower to where her hand was. “Give it to me.”

“Devin, I…”

“Either give me your hand or turn around and bend over.”

Oh my! Alyssa slipped her fingers out of her body and slowly brought her hand closer to him. Devin leaned forward. He couldn’t really be about to do what she thought he was. He was, he did. Devin sucked her finger into his mouth. Alyssa groaned and nearly came undone.

“Devin,” she whispered. He closed his eyes and continued sucking her wetness from her fingers. “Devin, I…” What the hell was she trying to say?

“Alyssa, I need you.” He spoke around her finger, not releasing it, his tongue teasing her flesh.

She needed him also. She ached so badly for his touch, but she was afraid still. Afraid of what he was, afraid of what he could do to her without even trying.

“I can be gentle, Alyssa.” He grabbed her wrist and slipped her finger from his mouth. “Let me show you.” He pressed a light kiss to her fingertip. “Let me show you I can be gentle, baby.”

*Want more of Devin and Alyssa? Check out Christmas Fantasy on Amazon. It’s FREE with KU.*

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Cover Reveal – Mate Of Magic by Siren Allen.

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It’s time for a cover reveal. I present to you the cover for Mate Of Magic, which will be available April 27th. If you’ve already read Mate Of Ice, you may think you know Ciera and Edmund well… think again. 🙂

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His touch awakens the monster inside her.
There’s a darkness inside Ciera Duvai that’s begging to be released. Every day, she struggles to keep the evil at bay. When a naughty encounter with a dragon causes her to lose her skirt and her control, her true identity is revealed.
She’s pretty sure the dragon in question is her mate. Dragons are an unforgiving lot, but, he’s her mate, he has to forgive her for all the crimes she doesn’t even remember committing. Right? Wrong! He wants her dead and Ciera isn’t going down without a fight. It’s time to show her mate that her monster is bigger than his.

Her touch excites the monster inside him.
Edmund Dracon is losing his mind. He’s gone too long without a mate and the loneliness had taken a toll on his sanity. His inner dragon has consumed his thoughts and is slowly taking over his body. Soon, he’ll have to be put down or he’ll become a threat to everyone. There’s only one creature who can save him from himself: his mate.

When he finds her sneaking out of his castle, he thinks the Fates have finally answered his prayers… that is, until he finds out who and what she really is. He can’t believe the Fates have paired with the one female whose death could end the suffering of his brethren.

Allowing her to live would be an act of treason.
Yet, now that he’s touched her, killing her doesn’t seem right.
Edmund has a tough decision to make: save his mate or save his people.

 

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Christmas Wish List w/ Jackson and Tinsley from Wicked Fantasies. #FantasyDiary #PNR #IRromance

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Happy Friday!
All December long, I’ll be sharing my characters’ Christmas wish lists. First up, Jackson and Tinsley from my paranormal romance, Wicked Fantasies. They’re going to share with you 3 things from their Christmas wish list. (P.S. I am not responsible for what they say.) Enjoy!

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Tinsley and Jackson…

Tinsley: My three Christmas wishes are simple. First off, I wish for world peace.

Jackson: Hold up, babe. Let me stop you there. I think she wants us to wish for things we can actually get.

Tinsley: World peace is possible.

Jackson: Have you looked at the news lately? Just saying…

Tinsley: Okay, well, I wish that mankind would be more loving and caring to each other.

Jackson: I have to stop you again.

Tinsley: What now, Jackson?

Jackson: We have enough going on with angels, demons, witches and such, maybe we should focus on us and less on mankind. They can take care of themselves.

Tinsley: See, that’s where we differ. I want to protect everyone, humans and supernaturals.

Jackson: I just think humans should be left alone to fend for….

SIREN: Guys, this is an interview. The public is reading every word you say. And guess what, most of them are humans. Can you act a little more professional?

Jackson: Whoa, Siren. This is who I am. I’m not about to change for humans. Don’t…

SIREN: Please behave. Please. Just for today.

Jackson: Since you said please and since you’re one of the few humans I like, I’ll behave. Go ahead Tinsley. Tell the humans what’s on your Christmas wish list.

Tinsley: Okay, let me try this again. I wish for world peace. For humans and supernaturals. I wish me and my mate could have some alone time before the battle that’s coming starts.

Jackson: I like that wish.

Tinsley: I knew you would. My last wish, is that we win this battle. There’s so many lives at stake, humans and supernaturals. I hope we’re able to defeat the darkness that’s coming and I hope we don’t let it consume us and turn us dark too.

Jackson: I won’t let you turn dark baby. We got this.

Tinsley: Thanks. Now, what are your three wishes?

Jackson: I wish our friends and family would stop coming around so much. I want time alone with you so I can fuc…

Tinsley: Language!

Jackson: Oh right. Humans are reading this. I would like for our peeps to stay away so I can make you come all day and all night with no interruptions.

Tinsley: Jackson, that’s not the kind of stuff you’re supposed to wish for.

Jackson: Okay. Okay. I have two more wishes. I wish you would stop wearing panties. That way, you won’t yell at me every time I rip a pair of them off of you.

Tinsley: TMI!

Jackson: Okay. Here’s my last wish. I wish this interview was over so I could bend you over the nearest piece of furniture and lick that sweet pus….

Tinsley: Babe! T.M.I. Seriously.

Jackson: I was just kidding. I like seeing you blush. Even though I do plan to bend you over and soon, my last wish is for the safety of us and our families as we head into the battle to come. Yeah, we’ve fought in many battles, but this one is different. This one feels different. We have so much to lose. We’ve made new friends along the way, found love, met new family members. I don’t want to lose any of them. I especially don’t want to lose you. So, my main wish for this Christmas is for safety for those I love. Starting with the witch right next to me.

Tinsley: Awww, baby, that’s the perfect wish.

Jackson: I thought you’d like that. If you want, I can show you what my other wish is.

Tinsley: You mean tell me.

Jackson: No, I mean show you. Let’s go. This interview is cutting into my alone time with you.

Tinsley: Thanks for the interview Siren and thank you to all the humans who are reading this. Happy Holidays.

Jackson: Yeah, what my mate said. Let’s go babe.

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Well, I hope you enjoyed the interview with Jackson and Tinsley. Tinsley is a sweetheart. But… Jackson has a one track mind. Especially when his mate is around. Next week, I’ll be releasing my holiday paranormal and you’ll get to meet the characters and see what’s on their holiday wish list. Until then, have a safe and happy weekend.

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A Witch For Christmas will be available next week!

All she wants for Christmas is a certain shifter in her bed.
All he wants for Christmas is a curvy witch to call his own.
This Christmas, maybe they’ll both get what they want!
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#BeautifulVillains presents: Cinderella And The Wolf Prince by Siren Allen #IRromance

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October belongs to the villains. All October, I’ll be sharing books that feature amazing villains. You know who I’m talking about – the bad guys/girls/creatures of the night who we love to hate. Or hate to love. Maybe both.

The next villain I’m showing love to is one of my own. She’s an evil step mother, a wicked witch, and the owner of a brothel. Say hello to Katherine Dupont from, Cinderella And The Wolf Prince.

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Lady Katherine met and fell in love with Cinderella’s father, soon after Cinderella’s mother passed away. Though Cindi was open to allowing her step mother into her life, her step mother wasn’t open to raising a child who wasn’t her own.

After Cindi’s father died, Katherine began treating Cindi like a servant, forcing her to clean up after Katherine and her two spoiled daughters. Katherine’s hatred for Cinderella runs deep and when Cindi finally finds a shot at true love, Katherine is there to sabotage it. Enjoy this excerpt from Cinderella And The Wolf Prince.

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“Dear stepdaughter, it seems you’ve gone and found yourself a new job.”

“What are you talking about?” Cindi stared from Katherine to her daughters. What were they up to now?

“You look surprised?”

“No, I look confused. What’s going on?”

Katherine ignored her question. “I had that same look on my face this morning, when the royal family’s carriage stopped in front of my establishment.”

Oh no. What did Wulf do?

“Usually the royal family members show up at night,” Katherine told her. “Today, they made it their mission to show up early and hunt me down.”

Cinderella chuckled at the word hunt. Lady Katherine was so over-dramatic.

“You find this funny?” Katherine asked her.

“You said they hunted you down. I think that’s a little dramatic.”

Katherine placed her hands on the desk. “I was in the bath when they arrived. One of them, forced himself into my establishment and ignored my ladies when they told him to wait for me in my upstairs office. He demanded they tell him where I was. When they did, he stalked me down. If it wasn’t for the shower curtain over my tub, he would’ve seen all of my glory.”

He wouldn’t have been the first. Even so, that didn’t make what he did right.

“I’m sorry Katherine.”

“I don’t want your apology. I want an explanation.”

“I don’t know what made him do that.”

“How do you know which royal did it?”

Busted. “I don’t.”

“You do. Stop lying. There’s too much lying going on around here. Did you know that this royal, showed up here a couple of nights ago and bedded not one, but two of my ladies?”

Actually, just one. “No, I didn’t. Well, yes, I knew he bedded one of them.”

“And how do you know this?”

“Because apparently the lady he bedded went missing and he’s looking for her. He hired me to help him find her.”

“How will you help him when you work full time here?”

“I told him I would help him on my days off.”

“And how did he take that?”

Cindi shrugged. “He agreed.”

“He lied. He showed up here, bright and early, to let me know that you would no longer be working for me.”

Broomsticks. “Katherine, I swear that was not my agreement with him.”

“He’s not one to be reasoned with. Do you know who he is? Who he really is?”

“I do.”

“I didn’t. Not at first. I hate being surprised. It gives me wrinkles. And all the potions in the world don’t permanently get rid of wrinkles.”

***I hope you enjoyed this peek into Katherine and Cindi’s relationship.***

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THE PRINCE
Wulf St. Jamison is a cursed prince who’s finally found his princess. Or, at least, he thought he had. After spending one night in his masked female’s arms, he awakes to find her missing from his bed and from his life. No one seems to know who she is or where she came from. Was she real or just a creature his broken mind conjured up?

HIS PRINCESS
Cinderella Dupont only has two more months of servitude before she’s free to claim her inheritance and leave her hateful stepfamily behind. After playing the role of obedient daughter for so long, she craves one night of pleasure. She finds that in the arms of a handsome stranger, only to find out later that he’s the prince.

When he shows up at her door, she assumes he’s figured out that she’s the female behind the mask. That’s not the case. He’s there to hire her, the most powerful tracker witch in the land, to help him find his mate.

THE HUNT
Unable to say no to the prince, she pretends to help him search for the female he claims he’s unable to let go. Working by his side, day after day, she finds herself falling for him and toying with the idea of telling him who she really is.

As dark forces descend upon them, will he forgive her for her deception? Or will her stepmother’s vile declarations turn him against her forever?

Especially since everything her stepmother says about her is true.

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Villains need love too! #Villains #OctoberFun

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October belongs to the villains. All October, I’ll be sharing books that feature amazing villains. You know who I’m talking about – the bad guys/girls/creatures of the night who we love to hate. Or hate to love. Maybe both.

Authors, if you have a book that features an awesome villain, let’s celebrate them. Villains need love too. All genres welcome. Your villain can be a human, an alien, a mixture of both, it doesn’t matter.

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The rules.
1. I need all of your material by October first. No later. The earlier the better.
2. Each author has to be willing to share the event landing page on social media and in their newsletter. This is mandatory. Cross promo is key.
3. No giveaway required, BUT, it would be nice. 🙂

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Still interested? Great. This is what I need from you.

Please send me an email to sirenallen@gmail.com with the following material…

1. Book cover. (You may also include 1 teaser/promo image.)
2. Book blurb.
3. A paragraph or three explaining why your villain is awesome or why he/she is the way they are.
4. Excerpt. Please choose one with your villain in it.
5. Buy links.
6. If you’d like to offer up a giveaway for the October event, please add the giveaway link/info also.

7.  Also include your author links so fans can stalk you.

P.S. Please send me an initial email to let me know you’re interested, so I can keep up with how many posts I’ll be preparing.

Let’s have fun with the bad guys/girls/creatures of the night!

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#TeaserTuesday A steamy excerpt from Into The Darkness. #FdUpFairyTale #SirensTales #Paranormal

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Happy Tuesday! Today I’m sharing an excerpt from my novella, Into The Darkness. This story is part of the F’d Up Fairy Tales series – naughty fairy tales written by a group of awesome authors.

Be sure to read them all after you enjoy this excerpt from, Into The Darkness.

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Once Upon A Time…

There lived a witch by the name of Celeste Dubois, who was tired of her sister witches disturbing her eternal slumber with their cries. Lately, they all called out to her with the same plea, ‘stop Rip Van Warren, the witch hunter’.

Unable to ignore their cries, she lures Rip into her world, where she keeps him as her prisoner for twenty years. She had every intention of torturing him for those twenty years. But the heart wants what the heart wants.

For twenty years Rip Van Warren is held captive by a beautiful bayou witch. He should hate her. However, their time together has made him rethink his vendetta against witches. All of his life he thought magic was evil. Celeste has taught him that it’s a gift to be treasured, almost as much as he treasures her.

When an unexpected threat enters their lives, Celeste is forced to send him back to his own world in order to protect him. He awakens in the middle of the swamp, confused and dazed. His memories of the last twenty years are foggy.

Yet, there’s one person he’ll never forget, the witch he left behind. He’s desperately seeking a way back to her. However, the witches of New Orleans aren’t willing to help a famous witch hunter.

Will the dark witch and the dark hunter have their happily ever after?
Or will he return too late to save the witch he loves?

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They both grew silent. He could hear her moving around in the water. He tried not to, but he couldn’t stop himself from imagining what she looked like behind the curtain.

“Rip?”

“Uh, huh? Yeah? What’s up?”

“I’ve apologized. But you haven’t told me whether you forgive me or not.”

Oh that. “Do I have a choice?”

“Of course. Forgiveness cannot be forced.”

True. Did he forgive her? She’d kidnapped him, sent him into a coma and was forcing him to work in the forest. But, he’d destroyed the magic of some of her kind and killed others. If their deeds were placed on a scale, his bad would outweigh hers.

“Yeah, witch, I forgive you.”
He heard her sigh.

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

Rip shoved his hands into his pockets and stared around the room. So… was their conversation over with? He was no longer needed. She’d said what she’d had to say. He’d forgiven her. They were cool… for now.

“Rip, can I ask for one more thing?”

“What do you want now witch, my kidney?” He joked.

“Nothing that important. But, would you mind washing my back?”

Rip coughed. Why? He had no idea.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah…” he coughed some more. “I swallowed wrong.” He cleared his throat. “I’m good.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’m good.”

“Okay. Will you wash my back for me, please?”

He knew witches. He’d studied them all his life. He knew this was a trick of some sort. That didn’t stop him from agreeing.

“Yes, witch, I’ll wash your back.”

He took a step back when he saw her silhouette pulling the shower curtain back. Down boy, he whispered to his body. She’s a witch. There’s no telling what she has up her sleeve. Proceed with caution.

She moved the curtain out of the way, revealing her back to him. She was seated in the tub and all he could see was her shoulders and upper back.

“You can’t do it from way over there,” she called over her shoulder.

Rip realized he’d taken three steps back. He took a deep breath then walked forward until he stood at the edge of the tub, staring down at her. Bubbles shielded her body from his view. Rip sent up a silent prayer, thanking his maker for bubbles.

He didn’t want to see her naked. Not one inch of her. She lifted her knees and part of her thighs peeked through the water. He balled his hands into fists. He could wash the back of one small witch without losing his shit.

She lifted this puff ball out of the water. A red loofah. Rip knelt behind the tub, bringing his face level with the back of her head. As he reached for the loofah, he closed his eyes and inhaled her scent. Intoxicating.

Their hands touched when he grasped the loofah. A jolt of electricity sizzled between them. His already hard cock jerked. Thankfully, with her back to him, she couldn’t see his reaction to her.

Rip pulled the loofah from her hand. She leaned forward and tilted her head down, revealing more of her back to him. He wanted to touch her, not with the loofah, with his hands. He wanted to rub his fingers over her skin to see if it was as smooth as it looked.

She lifted her hair from her shoulder. Droplets of water ran down her back then disappeared beneath the bubbles.

“Something wrong?”

“No.”

“Oh, okay.”

Rip dipped the loofah in the water then proceeded to rub it across her shoulders. The thing was so small in his grasp, more of his hand was touching her than loofah. She didn’t say anything, and he didn’t want to stop touching her, so he kept going.

He dipped the loofah into the water again and then squeezed it over her shoulders, allowing it to drip down her back. He rubbed it over her back, lathering her flesh, then dipping the loofah into the water and dripping it over her skin to remove the suds.

He focused on her neck as he worked, fearing if he stared anywhere else, he’d embarrass himself in front of her. Once he was done, he stretched his arm out.

“Done. Here’s your loofah.”

She didn’t take it. Instead, she stared over her shoulder at him, her brown gaze meeting his.

“You’re not done.”

“No?”

“You haven’t washed my whole back.”

“I can’t reach….”

She stood up in the tub.

He forgot how to breathe.

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Excerpt From Of Beasts and Bonds: Death and Destiny Trilogy, Book 2 By N.D. Jones #Paranormal

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The ‘Just A Fool In Love’ event continues with a dark moment from N.D Jones’ book, Of Beasts and Bonds. Enjoy!

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In a paranormal world of mystery, mythology, and magic, sometimes old bonds must be broken before new ones can be formed. Who knew that finding one’s soul mate would test bonds and unleash beasts?

Mami Wata and Oya are now free from their watery prison and ready to wage a battle five hundred years in the making. Special Agent Assefa Berber and Dr. Sanura Williams are the prophesized Cat and Fire Witch of Legend. To save the world from Mami Wata, a water goddess with a bloody thirst for power and an insatiable appetite for death and destruction, they must defeat her beasts and the Water Witch of Legend.

Assefa and Sanura are fully in love but possess only a partial mate bond. While Sanura has merged their auras, bonding Assefa’s cat spirit to her, she has yet to accept his claiming bite. Their incomplete mate bond and their new relationship are tested when Mami Wata sets her malevolent eyes on them, manipulating beasts, sacrificing humans, and creating heartache. Can their bond survive, or will they drown under the vicious tide of godly might?

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“Oh, but they are most delicious, sister.” Mami Wata stroked the warm tropic scales of her Titanoboa, its tan-and-gray head between her large breasts, the remainder of the snake’s twenty-foot body coiled about her naked form. The snake’s head rose, nuzzled her neck, and then burrowed its face in the sea of her crinkled black hair. “Particularly the were-cat. I think I will enjoy devouring him most of all. What do you think, sister?”
Mami Wata lowered the polished metal disc she held in her hand, an ancient looking glass crafted of gold, pearls, diamonds, and water goddess magic. Through her scrying glass, she observed all—the mortal battlefield of play upon which her well-laid plans would unfold.
Layer by layer by beastly layer.
She turned to her sister. On the other side of the room, a structure designed by Ra and placed in the center of the realm, Oya reclined on a Mngwa print bench. Plush and elegant, Oya all but sank into the luxurious piece of furniture, purple silk draped over her nude form, and emerald eyes staring up at Mami Wata with arrogant, willful familiarity.
Mami Wata smiled. “I will feast on that kitty of yours, sister.”
As Mami Wata had done to her Titanoboa, Oya laid a hand upon the Mngwa print bench and stroked. “I think not. He will be the one to feast upon your pets.”
Mami Wata’s warm smile never wavered, although freezing ocean water ran through her veins, cooling her temper and slowing her immortal pulse.
“He should not even exist.”
“Yet he does, and he is mine.”
“No, sister, what you should have said is that he is mine. For the next few weeks, I own him. And your pathetic fire witch.”
Mami Wata peered into the scrying glass. The fire witch no longer cried, nor were the mortals huddled together outside. They had retreated to their bedroom. From a chaise lounge in the corner of the darkened room, the little witch, legs pulled to chest and arms around knees, watched the were-cat through the glass balcony doors. Though, in human form, he prowled the wrought-iron enclosure, back straight, chin held high, but eyes a savage gold. The first fissure in his chainmail of self-control.
“They are stronger than you think.”
“You speak with such confidence, sister. But that will soon change, for I intend to break the were-cat.”
A hand blown glass statue of a Mngwa appeared in Mami Wata’s hand. She let it slip onto the stone floor, shattering upon impact. “Break him.” A second figurine materialized in her hand, made of stone resin. That too tumbled out of her hand and onto the floor, cracking into a dozen pieces. “Break him.” She opened her left hand, in the center slept a newborn Mngwa. She tossed the cub into the air.
“Snack.”
Her Titanoboa opened its mouth and caught the cub, devouring it in one smooth gulp.
Mami Wata grinned at Oya. “Break him.”
The Titanoboa slithered its massive frame down and off Mami Wata. It hissed at Oya, coiling its lower half and rearing up in a show of aggression and solidarity with its mistress.
Reaching out a hand, she stroked the head of her pet. Such a beautiful and loyal creature. All her pets were, even her mortal pets. They would do her bidding whether they wished to obey or not. No one refused a goddess and lived.
“You and your consort have done much to aid my war cause. The sentimental fools that you are. Thank you, sister, for making my efforts that much easier.”
The purple silk cascaded from Oya’s body when she stood, her eyes glowing murderous red.
The Titanoboa opened its mouth wide, razor-sharp fangs white and dangerous. It attacked, lunging at Oya with an unnatural speed and grace.
Up in flames her magnificent and stupid pet went. A hissing, writhing snake driven to extinction in the mortal realm, but alive here due to Mami Wata’s grace. Now scales of ash and charred flesh befouled the cruel air between the goddesses.
A space where love and sisterhood should have been but where bloody competition had only ever existed.
She could make another Titanoboa. But there was only one cat of legend. Once he was gone …
Mami Wata laughed. “I will destroy his loving heart. It is the were-cat’s greatest weakness. And without her lover’s heart, the fire witch will succumb easily to my water witch. The wheels of his defeat are already set in motion. Now return to your spectator’s bench, dear sister, and watch the destruction of Sekhmet’s Mngwa of myth.”

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N. D. Jones lives in Maryland with her husband and two children. Having earned a M.A. in Political Science, she is a dedicated educator. She taught high school social studies for nine years. Currently, she is a professional development teacher specialist with a local Maryland school system, working on increasing student achievement through teacher and administrator efficacy. N.D. is also a continuing education student who is pursuing her doctorate in education in Community College Leadership.

A desire to see more novels with positive, sexy, and three-dimensional African American characters as soul mates, friends, and lovers, inspired the author to take on the challenge of penning such romantic reads. She is the author of two paranormal romance series: Winged Warriors and Death and Destiny. N.D. likes to read historical and paranormal romance novels, as well as comics and manga.

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A Dark Moment From Chemistry By Ellen K. Bennett #Romance #BDSM

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The road to a happily ever after in Romanceland is never an easy one. This month, we’re highlighting the dark moments of our favorite romance novels and novellas. Enjoy this excerpt from Chemistry by Ellen K. Bennett.

Chemistry pic already used as cover

Chemistry – a novel about love and attraction

He’s a tough city cop, and she’s a brilliant graduate student. They meet under impossible circumstances, and they can’t stay away from each other.

In 1992, 22-year-old Nell Russow arrives in Calgary from Auckland to begin a Masters degree in Biochemistry. She and her fellow graduate students frequent a bar near to campus where, unbeknown to them, after hours, girls are drugged and raped by a group of regular punters and some of the staff. One night, Nell is simply in the wrong place at the wrong time.

During the course of a police investigation into the use of date-rape drugs, Nell meets Mark Shore, an undercover investigator, posing as a customer. After the case is successfully prosecuted she encounters Mark again. Unable to deny her attraction to him, Nell finds in Mark both passion and compassion, and an as yet unexplored sexual connection.

Reckless, carefree Mark, and calm, rational Nell begin to explore the limits of their sexuality and tolerance, with him leading the way in some of their darker experiments.

excerpt

The cab from the airport pulled up in front of Mark’s apartment building in the early morning sunlight. I raced up the stairs, and then I was outside his door pounding on it, jiggling up and down impatiently, so excited to see him I could hardly wait. The door opened and there stood Lisa. She was dressed in her uniform (she worked in a beauty salon, which I would nastily refer to as a massage parlour), ready for work. I have to hand it to her, she dealt with it perfectly.
‘Oh! Hello Nell. What on earth are you doing here at this hour? I thought you were only coming back tonight. You look exhausted. Why don’t you come in and have some coffee with us?’
Us? Who was ‘us’? I actually pushed her out of the way as I barged into the apartment, calling out for Mark. I was so tired and confused, I just couldn’t make out what she was doing there. I think I would rather have found an alligator in Mark’s apartment than this perfectly groomed and made-up nightmare.
Mark came out of the bedroom, a towel around his lean hips, towelling his hair from the shower. He looked adorable but I was in no mood. Still, I didn’t want to lose my cool and jump to conclusions. There could, after all, be an explanation for this, although I couldn’t imagine what it could be.
Keeping my voice as level as possible, I asked him,
‘What’s going on here Mark?’
‘Oh, my God, Nell!’ he exclaimed, but I couldn’t tell if it was because he was shocked or because he was excited to see me. ‘When the hell did you get in?’
‘A little earlier than you were expecting me by the looks of things.’ I jerked my head in Lisa’s direction.
She was now in the kitchen, making coffee as if she belonged there. I felt like I was going to be sick. Mark played it cool.
‘Oh, baby come here and give me hug. I’ve missed you so much,’ he said, bearing down on me.
I took a step back and said,
‘Have you.’
I said this calmly and quietly, but it wasn’t a question, and there was now no mistaking my demeanor. If I had burst in on the two of them, then I was not going to take it on the chin or look the other way.
‘Oh, Lisa just came by to pick up some CDs on her way to work, eh Lisa?’
Mark was clearly hoping that this would get him off the hook and she would play along. The bitch, she dropped him right in it.
‘Yes, I just popped in for a coffee and to pick up some things that I left here the other night.’
‘I see.’
I didn’t but I wasn’t going to say so. I decided to let them do all the talking.
We stood there, facing each other. I was aching to touch him, hold him and tell him how much I had missed him. I was so sorry that I had come here now to be confronted with my worst nightmare. On the other hand, what if I had just gone straight home? Would he have told me about it?
‘Sweetheart please don’t jump to conclusions. You know we’re just old friends.’
‘Yes Nell,’ chimed in the blonde coffee maker. ‘You don’t need to get upset. It’s really no big deal.’
‘Mark, I don’t know what to think. I just dropped by to say hello to you on my way in from the airport. I thought it would be a nice surprise. Clearly it isn’t. I’m going home now and maybe I’ll see you later.’
And I left, with Lisa calling out a cheery goodbye as I slammed the door behind me. Round one to you Barbie, I thought. Mark didn’t come after me – he wasn’t dressed – so I hailed another cab and went home, where I took a long shower, took the phone off the hook and went to bed with some sleeping pills. The jetlag was taking its toll on me, and as upset as I was, I was exhausted and just wanted to enter oblivion.
In the late afternoon the downstairs buzzer rang, and then rang again insistently, stirring me from the fog of sleep. My suitcase, which had gone astray, had been tracked down and was now downstairs, delivered by the airline. The bell for my apartment’s front door rang a few minutes later, followed by loud knocking, just in case I hadn’t heard it. This guy obviously wasn’t pleased at being imperiously ordered to carry heavy bags around the building when all he was being paid to do was deliver them.
I opened the door to find Mark standing there with my suitcase. He had left work early and arrived as my luggage was delivered. I slammed the door hard in his face, narrowly missing his fingers and yelled,
‘Oh, will you just bugger off!’
‘Don’t you want your luggage?’ he asked through the door.
‘Please just leave it there and go away.’
‘No. I want to talk to you.’
I wrenched open the door again.
‘Really? About what?’
‘You know about what.’
‘I don’t think I need anyone to join the dots for me Mark. I hope you had a good time, I really do, but I can’t cope with you and your childish infidelities right now, so please just leave my luggage and go.’
But he didn’t. He dragged it inside for me and went and sat on one of the couches, cool as you please, just looking at me. He wasn’t smiling, or trying to pretend nothing had happened, but he wasn’t looking too sheepish either.
‘Please come here Nell.’
I was standing over in my kitchen, arms folded tightly around myself and huddled inside my pajamas, a ball of fury.
‘Mark, I am not taking instructions from you, least of all in my own home. I have just flown half way around the world, and all I wanted to do was come and see you. You cannot possibly be so unimaginative and selfish as to think that finding Lisa of all people with you this morning, in cozy domesticity, acting like she owned the place, was going to make a nice welcome home for me.’
‘Please let me explain.’
‘I will do no such thing. I am not interested in the details, which will only hurt me more than you have already, and please don’t insult me by trying to make excuses. You will only make things worse.’
‘How have I hurt you?’
‘Don’t ask me stupid questions. I am tired, I am jetlagged and I am going back to bed. You can sit there and twiddle your thumbs if you have nothing better to do with your Friday night, which I am sure is not the case. I would prefer it if you left.’
‘I’d rather stay. You must be hungry. Knowing you there’s no food in the house.’ There wasn’t. ‘Why don’t you let me go out and get some things and then cook you a nice meal and we can talk about what’s going on?’
‘Oh, Mark,’ I was now close to tears. ‘Please just leave me alone. I really cannot deal with you right now.’
I went back to my bedroom, closing but not locking the door, and went back to bed and eventually fell asleep again. I could hear Mark, who wisely left me to simmer, moving around next door, turning on the TV or the radio, opening and closing the kitchen cupboards, no doubt inspecting my poor supplies with disapproval, and then the front door closed with a click.
When I woke up it was dark. My face was haggard from the trip, puffy bags under my eyes, and I was without makeup. I didn’t bother to change out of my pajamas either. I wasn’t going to make an effort for him tonight. He would have to confront me as I was, if he had had the courage to stay.
Mark was lying on one of the couches, comfortable, relaxed, feet up and reading a newspaper. The TV was on with the sound low, tuned in to one of the news channels. He looked up as I came out of the bedroom and gave me a tentative smile, but I didn’t smile back. I ignored him completely, not even mumbling a response to his,
‘Hello sweetie. Feeling better?’
I went to the kitchen to get some water and Mark sat up and put the newspaper aside, following me. He put his arms around me from behind as I was standing at the sink drinking, resting his chin on the top of my head. I held myself stiffly, rigid and unresponsive and then I pulled away and went and sat on a kitchen stool and stared at him. I wasn’t going to give him any help at all.
‘You look really tired darling,’ he ventured.
‘Travelling around the world in one day does that. But thank you for the compliment,’ I replied with sarcasm.
‘Look, would you please just settle down and eat something and let me talk to you. You really have blown this right out of proportion.’
‘Yes, I’m sure it’s because I’m so unreasonable that you felt you needed to fuck that tart while I was away for just a few weeks.’
I didn’t raise my voice, but Mark was going to have to work hard for this one.
‘I didn’t fuck her, and she’s not a tart.’
That’s what you think, I thought.
‘I don’t believe you.’
‘Look darling, you know I get a bit carried away from time to time, but it’s you I love, and Lisa’s engaged to André.’
‘So what?’
‘So, it didn’t mean anything.’
‘So you did fuck her.’
‘No, I didn’t. She came over to watch some movies the other night. She was worried that I was lonely. I may have had a bit too much to drink, and she kissed me. But I swear that was all.’
‘Is that supposed to make me feel better?’
God help me, I was going to forgive him as usual, but Lisa better stay out of my way if she wanted her perfect face and hair to stay that way. There was no doubt in my mind that she had planned the whole thing, and had been at his place that morning deliberately, hoping that I would arrive and walk in on them. How could Mark be so stupid and so blind to her manipulation?
Had this been the end of it, maybe things would have been okay. But things were not okay. The case Mark was working on was making him quite dangerously disturbed, and he was moody and distracted, tired and drawn. My heart ached for him, but I didn’t want to add to his pressure, so I tried to go along with him and do what he wanted, wanting to make him happy. He needed help, and I didn’t know it and neither did he.
Things went back to what, on the surface, passed for normal, but towards the end of August, Mark was sent out of town for two days to work on the case. He was by now in such a state of emotional frustration, a state which he could not share with me, that he was seeking something else, something darker and more destructive. Something in him needed the sad, angry release that I was unable to give him. Afterwards he was even more sad and depressed than before.

Chemistry Teaser

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Author bio:
Ellen K. Bennett is a pen name under which I write my books of erotic adult fiction. This subterfuge is necessary to avoid causing embarrassment to my scientific colleagues, who may be searching for the more serious work that I publish in real life. I have lived in the UK, Canada, and South Africa, and I now live on the West Coast with my fellow-scientist husband and our two children. We are dedicated wine drinkers, beach bums, and dog lovers. Writing is my joy and my passion, and I love hearing from readers.

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