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Hearts of Darkness

Monday, August 22nd, 2016
What happens when you put ten bestselling Paranormal romance authors together?

You get: Ten delicious tales of paranormal romance just in time for Halloween.

Get your calorie-free tricks or treats before this boxed set disappears.

Those who dare the darkness will find the true heart of supernatural love.

Pre-Order today before the $0.99 price goes up!

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Vampires, shifters, demons, witches and ghosts…

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Your Lycan Or Mine? ~ Michele Bardsley
Ash the Destroyer, the only soul shifter in existence, walked away from the Convocation and never looked back. Jarod Dante, the world’s last therianthrope, works for the new Convocation. When the Vedere psychics predict the end of mankind if Ash doesn’t defeat the demon queen Lilith, Jarod must convince the fearsome beauty to forget the past and save the future.

Chasing Magic ~ Gena Lutz
Anika Webb finds herself battling a volatile spell, where all bets are off, and magic will fly.

VIKTOR: Heart of Her King ~ Julia Mills
One has a chance for revenge, the other a chance for redemption. Together they must make a choice. Together they hold the key.
Together only they can save the heart of her king.

Memory’s Kiss ~ Sharon Kay
As part of the elite Watcher fighting force, Raul relishes taking down enemies and restoring peace to the realm. When summoned for a rescue op, he encounters a most unexpected woman among the captives. Imprisoned on a desolate mountaintop, Daphne has no hope of escape. Until surprise freedom comes in the form of a Watcher team…and the boy who’d left her home village years ago. Grown up and lethal, Raul is more handsome than Daphne remembered. Never-forgotten memories of their first kiss rekindle into searing passion. But is there room in her quiet life for a warrior who thrives on danger?

Under Her Skin ~ Margo Bond Collins
Lindi Parker works hard at being human, not an easy task for a snake shifter. She has no desire to search for other weresnakes—until she realizes she might be next on a killer’s list. In order to save herself and the abused children she works with, must team up with Dr. Kade Nevala, a member of the shifter tribe responsible for eradicating weresnakes—and the most attractive man Lindi’s ever met.

Rise Of The Fallen ~ Donya Lynne
Micah Black has lost his second mate and is on a fast track to destruction. When he seeks an end to his life by offering himself up to his enemies, the last thing he expects is exotic dancer and former Army medic Samantha Garrett thwarting his death wish and becoming his reason to live—and love—again. Now his enemies have Sam in their sights, and he’ll do anything to protect her, even if it means defying the king’s law.

Fall Into Darkness ~ Valerie Twombly
A warrior angel is stripped of his wings, until he learns compassion for humanity. He fails, until he meets a beautiful woman hiding from life, and carrying a secret within her that only he recognizes. Together, they will be a pair capable of reckoning even with Lucifer himself.

Nights Angel ~ Lisa Kessler
Colin Flynn, the immortal Night Walker, is not the protector he had once been.

Juliana is a survivor, but her prophetic dreams warn her of coming death. As an ancient enemy emerges and threatens her safety, Colin will need to learn Juliana’s secret to overcome his wounds, but falling for a mortal could be the greatest risk of all.

A Vhampier’s Forbidden Wolf ~ P.T. Macias
A spoiled, sexy and wild young wolf loves the chase. She loves to stir it up and watch the fireworks. She comes to a complete stop when she meets a vhampier that rocks her world. The mature Vhampier, the royal assassin, falls under her spell. He goes against the supernatural council, family, and royal decree. The unexpected threat to their lives bring them together, exposing their love.

Eternal Service ~ Regina Morris
Vampire Raymond Metcalf’s life is spinning out of control. As if working with a team of vamps to protect the President isn’t enough, he must deal with his rebellious half-breed son, save the President from crazed vampires, and break in his team’s new director.

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There’s a Little Role Reversal Happening Here

Tuesday, August 2nd, 2016
17 Authors, 17 erotic short stories all bundled together

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ISBN-13: 9781940550213
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High powered, high ranking…and in high heels.

The term sex object brings to mind a curvaceous starlet on a casting couch or an iconic, bee-stung-lipped beauty being pursued by a powerful, capable man. In Sex Objects, Devlin turns that concept upside down by allowing the woman to objectify a handsome, sensual man, using the concepts of role reversal and power play, but from a female perspective, to create something evocative and fun for the feminine, romance-reader.

A record executive plays hardball with her latest star in “Hush.” In “Taste Test,” a food critic is seduced with a gastronomic feast by a master chef. “Dark Circus” enchants with a story about a circus owner and a young accountant exploring a D/s relationship. A celebutante and her bodyguard get “Slap Happy.” In Devlin’s own “Butled,” a famous writer succumbs to the tender manipulations of her butler. Lush settings and creative cliche-busting will delight readers eager to embrace the passionate and surprising couplings.

These women are masters of their own domain, in charge and proud…capable of using sex for pleasure’s sake…but ultimately succumbing to the pull of desire and love created by the “objects” of their desire…

 

And my contribution to this highly charged erotic collection is
Game Night

A photographer who likes to play games entices a professional ball player into spending the evening in front of her camera – naked.

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To discover the other 16 short stories that make up this collection, check out

Delilah Devlin’s Collections 

In the coming days, each author in the collection will be posting about their specific story.  

There’s sure to be something for everyone in this bundle. 

RTC2016 And the Fun We Had!

Monday, May 16th, 2016

It was a fun-filled few days at RTC2016, hosted by the fabulous Eve Langlais.

We lucked out on the weather (again) and had a sell-out crowd (again). And of course lots of laughs and fun (again.)

Here’s a few highlights:

I sat on my first convention panel with some wonderfully talented authors. Frankly, being among them was a major fan-girl moment for me. We chatted about Erotica to Make You Sweat to a wonderfully packed room. It was a blast!  Actually, it was HOT!

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Opal Carew, Zoe York, me, and Sasha White (from left to right in the image).

I also played bondage games with the good “doctor’ and led by Pub-Craft Romance Specialist Romance Specialist.  Hmm…  I wonder if I could have asked my PA to take my place in the games:? 😉  The team was working on tying the doctor up while I was talking notes for my next book… 😉

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Next up was the Author Speed Dating. Holy freakin’ cow!  Trying to talk to each other from across the table in a room with about 60 other people doing the same.  Two minutes on the clock before you had a new person to talk to. Met lots of potential new readers. Got to see friends and almost lost the ability to speak by the end! LOVED IT!

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And then of course, the author signing.  Luck was on my side.  I found myself sitting next to (fan girl moment) Stacey Kennedy.  She is such a super nice person. We chatted in between meeting with fans and discovered we had lots in common.  I want to offer a very sincere thankyou to everyone who stopped by my end of the table to chat and buy one or more of my books. Your support and loyalty is what gives me the courage to continue.

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The whole experience of this event is difficult to explain if you haven’t experienced it.  It’s a few short days of loads of activities that take months of planning. Lots of one-on-one opportunities to talk with readers and other authors. Plenty of smiles and laughter and a really, really good time.  But I want to thank Eve Langlais for the time, effort, and dedication she puts into this event. Everybody always has a wonderful time.  Friendships are re-established and new ones made. Spending time with people we often only chat with on line is truly unbelievable and I, for one, value every moment of it.

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And I can’t wait until next year!

See you next August for RTC2017!

 

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Accidental Witch, Final Episode

Monday, April 11th, 2016
It’s a brand new story from the Sexy Scribblers!

The Sexy Scribblers is a group of 14 authors who create short stories for your reading pleasure.

To find out more about us, check out our mission and who we are on my Sexy Scribblers page.

Need to catch up? Read the previous episodes first.

Episode One * Episode Two  * Episode Three * Episode Four * Episode Five * Episode 6 * Episode 7

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Episode Eight

By Lena Hart

 

Mary’s heart dropped at the sight of the dark shadows looming over the Pastry Bitch like menacing claws. They swooped down sharply, and she jumped out of her seat.

“Stop!”

The shadows instantly fell away like a black drape, disintegrating into dust. Stirling pulled her back down to her seat as a hush whisper began to travel through the crowd at her sudden outburst.

Mary ignored the curious gazes and rounded on her date. “Why did you do that?”

Stirling cocked a brow. “That was not me, love. That darkness manifested from you.”

What was he talking about? She didn’t have darkness in her. She was a good person—she just didn’t like to be walked all over. Or accused of doing something she hadn’t.

“How…”

“It appears you hold more power than you realize, Mary.” He smirked. “And you’re more vindictive than you think.”

She stared at him then down at her hands, incredulous. “You’re crazy if you’re saying what I think you’re saying…”

“And what is it that you think I’m saying?”

“That I’m a…witch?”

“A very unseasoned one, but you’ll learn.”

Mary’s heart began to race at what he’d just confirmed. Did she really contain that kind of magic in her?

“And once you grow into your own, you’ll find your path.”

“My path to what?”

“The dark or the light.”

“You mean I’m either going to be good or evil?”

“More or less.”

She shook her head. “I don’t want to be wicked, but I can’t let the Pastry Bitch get away with ruining my career.”

“You want revenge, then take it.”

“I want to have her hair fall out. I want ants to come pouring out of her chocolate soufflé. I don’t want to actually kill her.”

“You can do all of that and more, love.” Stirling leaned back in his seat and assessed her quietly. “But will any of that satisfy you?”

Yes.

Mary glanced at where the Pastry Bitch stood at the far end of the room, admiring her work as the attendants began to serve her popular dessert to the guests. Mary should have been standing there, too. She’d put in just as much work into this function to make it a success, and that moment of glory had been taken from her.

But looking around the room, it was hard not to let the delight from the guests lift her spirits. She may not get the acknowledgement for it, but she would take pleasure in knowing that she’d been a part of putting those smiles on these people’s faces.

Mary sighed in resignation. To hell with the Pastry Bitch. She would let karma take this one.

“If I have to be a witch,” Mary murmured, “I prefer not to be a green one.”

Stirling chuckled. “I can see you’ve watched too many movies. Witches are actually quite attractive.” He winked at her. “Exceptionally so.”

Mary’s eyes widened. “You’re a—” She didn’t bother completing the sentence. Of course he was a witch. He’d practically told on himself with his impossible good looks—and that blood pen he kept in his pocket. “So are you a good witch or a bad one?”

“What do you think?” he asked, taking a sip of his champagne.

Mary tilted her head to the side. “I don’t know. I have a feeling you’re only good when it suits you…”

“You’re very perceptive. That’s a useful trait to have with your kind of power.”

“Can you teach me to be a good witch?”

He carefully placed his glass down then lovingly ran the pad of his thumb over her cheek. She trembled from the delicate touch.

“I can teach you a lot of things, love. And I plan to. But goodness is as innate as it is subjective. Goodness is having the power to steal every soul in this room but choosing not to.”

She stared at him blankly. “You can do that? Steal souls?”

“Yes.” His dark eyes flashed brilliantly. He leaned down and lightly brushed his lips across hers. “But I’d rather steal your heart.”

As he deepened the kiss, Mary lost herself in his embrace. In that moment, she forgot about everything—and everyone—and concentrated only on Stirling Drake and the sensuous spell he casted with his lips.

The End!

 

Watch for the next exciting story to come from the pens of the Sexy Scribblers!

Accidental Witch, Episode 7

Sunday, April 10th, 2016
It’s a brand new story from the Sexy Scribblers!

The Sexy Scribblers is a group of 14 authors who create short stories for your reading pleasure.

To find out more about us, check out our mission and who we are on my Sexy Scribblers page.

Need to catch up? Read the previous episodes first.

Episode One * Episode Two  * Episode Three * Episode Four * Episode Five * Episode 6

 

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Episode Seven

By J.A. Coffey

 

 

Holy shit. Had she just…? Had they?

Mary shook her head. Whatever they’d done, holy was definitely not it.

She willed the room to stop swimming in Cristal and the scent of burnt paper. This was not the party she’d spent hours planning for her ex-employer. It was something much more. There was an undercurrent of danger beneath the tinkling glasses and the photographer’s flash. The piped-in music was garish. To her left, a woman shrieked with laughter. Mary winced. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but something about the night was…off.

Shit.

She’d wanted a little taste of revenge but not the full buffet.

“What is it, my dear?” Stirling arched his elegant brow. The man was so devastatingly handsome; there was no question she’d followed along with his suggestions. In fact, from the moment sexy Stirling Drake had swept her up in his sleek black car, he’d had her in his thrall. She wasn’t sure she liked it.

Mary wet her lips. “Did we just…do something we shouldn’t have?”

“It depends.” His dark eyes were studying her.

“On?”

“On your definition of what we should or shouldn’t do.” There were a whole lot of things she wanted to be doing with him and none of them had to do with incantations or candles.

Well, maybe the candles.

His hand went to her knee under the table, and she felt the sway of his words strumming through her body like too much champagne. “From the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew you were meant for me. I think the more important question is what you want to do, Mary.”

He was intoxicating; his presence both piqued and steadied her, just when she was feeling vulnerable.

“I wouldn’t mind those jerks getting a dose of karma.” She jerked her chin at the Pastry Bitch setting out treats at the far table. Treats that Mary had ordered. “But I’m not the vindictive type.”

He laughed, a delicious warm sound that set her thighs quivering. She was certain he could feel tingles pricking his palm as his hand slid from her kneecap to decidedly higher ground. The tip of his finger dipped beneath the elastic of her garter belt and a pulling sensation blossomed in her middle.

“Maybe you are, and you just don’t know it yet.” His dark gaze focused on her mouth.

“No.” She wrinkled her brow and the room righted. “I’m not.”

Stirling met her eyes and his smile grew wider, even predatory as he leaned in closer. His fingers slid another delicious inch up her leg. “So, you have a little fight left in you, Mary. That’s good. You’re going to need it.”

“Fight?” Her throat constricted, in the same rhythm of his fingers stroking up her thigh. “Why would I need to fight you?”

“Not me, love.” He leaned back in his seat and nodded towards the dark shadows gathering in the burgundy velvet curtains behind the Pastry Bitch. “Them.”

 

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Watch for the next Episode of Accidental Witch from The Sexy Scribblers.