Showing posts with label Erotica. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Erotica. Show all posts

Friday, 2 October 2015

Available Now: Chastity Flame Adventures Box Set by KA Laity

CHASTITY FLAME ADVENTURES BOX SET
KA Laity

ISBN: 9781311635907
ASIN: B0150WBCRM

Length: Novel
Genre: Erotic Romance
Price: $5.99

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This box set includes:

Chastity Flame, #1
Move over James Bond!

Chastity Flame works for a nameless organization. You won't hear about the work she does either. She loves her job as a secret government operative. She foils criminal masterminds, travels the world, and finds new lovers in every city. Saving the world is hard work but will she risk the security of her country for some really wild sex . . . and the possibility of love?

Lush Situation, #2
Chastity Flame is back and hotter than ever. She’s sworn off meeting her irresistible colleague Damien, but how long can they really stay apart? Maybe a broken heart will make it easier to bury herself in work – and kick a few asses.

A Cut-Throat Business, #3
There’s a killer loose in London, protected in high places. Chastity Flame needs to look in the places the police can’t—or won’t—while a rogue colleague dogs her steps, looking for the key to secrets in her past. Can she find the killer before his blood lust rises again? And how will she cope with the most dangerous mission—moving in with her boyfriend, Damien.

• • •

K. A. Laity is the award-winning author of Rook Chant, Owl Stretching, Pelzmantel and Unikirja, a collection of short stories and a play based on the Kalevala, Kanteletar, and other Finnish myths and legend, for which she won the 2005 Eureka Short Story Fellowship as well as a 2006 Finlandia Foundation grant. With cartoonist Elena Steier she created the occult detective comic Jane Quiet. Her bibliography is chock full of short stories, humor pieces, plays and essays, both scholarly and popular. She also writes romance as C. Margery Kempe and Kathryn 'Kit' Marlowe.

Find KA Online:

Website - http://www.kalaity.com
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Soundcloud - https://soundcloud.com/k-a-laity
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Tirgearr Publishing - http://www.tirgearrpublishing.com/authors/Laity_KA




Wednesday, 17 June 2015

Available Now: American Woman by Joanne Sexton

AMERICAN WOMAN
Joanne Sexton

ISBN: 9781310548963
ASIN: B00YQS38B0

Length: Novel
Genre: Erotic Romance
Price: $3.99

Buy here: Tirgearr Publishing

Rock chicks are more complicated than they look, especially when one is becoming her destiny, the other following a classical career, and the third wheel the steaming hot lead singer of the new big thing. Scarred hearts bleed pain when the pulse of love blurs to jealousy and rage. Between family, ex-lovers, and their own clashing issues, this complicated love triangle becomes a tangled mess, leaving the shy and the reckless reeling. The future is bleak, they're isolated and misunderstood, and pride ruins passion.

Drunken mistakes haunt Molly and Justine; their spiral into misery riveting. Strumming emotions more than guitar strings, the dynamic Justine, Tessa, and Molly, will keep you on tenterhooks of suspense in this lady-on-lady romance.

• • •

I feel as if I’m wasted

Darkness and light tango across the ceiling when wind strip searches trees, blocking the streetlight's glow when the bluster sways branches. The eerie shapes skittering overhead would be frightening if I was a child, or if I allowed my imagination to take hold.

Instead, lying in the darkness, they are soothing somehow. I shiver as the howling outside mimics the shadows stretching in front of me.

The snoring besides me escalates, and I sigh. I love Alex, in my own way. As much as I can love him. It isn’t his fault our relationship is mundane and our sex life so routine. It took both of us to destroy the foundation of our life together. He can't read minds.

Glancing over at his sleeping form my disappointment is a prevalent emotion. The usual jack-hammering of hurried sex left me unsatisfied again. The aroma of our coupling lingers. Sweat, and the faint trace of my arousal which never came to fruition.

The experience has left me raw and wanting more, a craving unfulfilled. I remember when sensuality and passion resided in our bed. Hot kisses, warm tongues and moans of unbridled ecstasy are all ghosts of the past. Things could be different. Why am I still here?

What bound me to him: loyalty, friendship, love? Alexander came into my life when I needed guidance, love and unconditional acceptance. For the most part he provided all this. If I am honest with myself, it probably isn’t his fault at all. I’ve retreated as I always do. He believes things are the same. He believes my happy facade. Ignorance is bliss. I doubt that when the time comes he will be surprised.

His restless slumber brings his face close to mine. A wave of dark hair flops across his face and I feel compelled, for the briefest of moments, to push it back. As I once had. Why did it always go this way? The unfulfilled feeling always came, as though something was amiss, like something was absent from my life. Alex no longer filled the void. I’m almost sure I am no longer who he wants either. We continue out of habit. I will miss him when he’s gone.

Sighing again I decide to get up. Insomnia will ensure I remain restless tonight. I leave the house dark as I tiptoe down the hall and out to my favourite room.

An enclosed back porch the length of the house with a picketed fence and clear plastic shades provide protection from the elements and a quiet comfort.

A wooden three-seater swing sits against the wall, my guitar propped beside it. Perhaps scribbling music and lyrics for my acoustic treasure will soothe me. Melancholy and bliss, the two ends of the emotional spectrum provide the best fodder for song. One of them is on the menu this evening.

Grabbing lined music paper and a pencil I go and sit, swinging for a bit, waiting for my muse. A chord forms in my mind so I pick up my classical guitar and strum. As the tune comes to me I hum it as I write out the notes. After the second play through the words shape with the music.

I sing out the blues for the third and final time. I have written better, and of course much worse, but it heals, it helps. Goodbye to you, Alexander. I try to recall the happier times, the beginning and the memories sit far in my mind, out of reach. Retrieving the folder containing my scribbled songs from the ground beside me, I shuffle through. If I play a song I wrote back then, when Alex became my world, maybe the lost hope could be restored. Simply called ‘Alexander’, the song emanated all the passion and thrills of new love I’ve forgotten how to feel.

As I sing I visualise his cupid's bow mouth and ruffled hair. The sexy way jeans hug his hips, the smile which produces a dimple in one cheek, and his cleft chin. Lust without love crams my empty chest. A thudding heart produces the desire I didn’t experience when his urgent hands initiated his quick release. My well-timed moans and feigned interest helped him along. How is it the thought of sex with him produced fire in my loins, when the action could not?

Putting down my guitar I place the new song into the folder before throwing it to the floor. The wind blows at the blinds surrounding me, producing a light thud.

Laying back on the swing I allow the rocking and steady lull of the wind to relax my lust filled senses. I will miss him, I know this much at least.

Alex could be thoughtful when he made the effort. His humour will be hard to forget. His teasing and quick wit will be what I shall miss most. Will he protest when I ask him to leave, or accept the inevitable? We both can’t go on denying that the fun, the fire, the love has faded.

Arguments and heated battles form the majority of our communication. Discontent over each others faults overshadow the spark of infatuation. We rarely share anything, our interests segregated. His love of sports, and mine of stillness and music, collide. Opposites no longer attract. Relief and sadness wage a war inside me.

• • •

Joanne Sexton is an Australian romance writer and mother of two. She had always dreamed of writing novels and has been an avid reader most of her life. In between being a mum and writing, she runs a small bookkeeping business. She has recently become a qualified florist.

Find Joanne Online:

Website - http://www.josextonbooks.com
Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/josextonwritesromance
Twitter - http://twitter.com/JoWritesRomance
Blog - http://www.josextonbooks.com/a-few-random-thoughts
Tirgearr Publishing - http://tirgearrpublishing.com/authors/Sexton_Joanne



Wednesday, 29 April 2015

Available Now: One Night in Biarritz by Izzy French

ONE NIGHT IN BIARRITZ
City Nights, #11
Izzy French

ISBN: 9781310858307
ASIN: B00UGPGEJK
Length: Novella
Genre: Erotic Romance
Price: $2.99

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Chloe has followed Matthieu, the Frenchman of her dreams, to France, only to be unceremoniously dumped. But sometimes romantic and erotic adventures come from unexpected sources – in this case Liam, an attractive British photographer mysteriously ‘honeymooning’ alone invites Chloe up to his luxury Honeymoon Suite in the Hotel du Palais where Chloe works as a receptionist.

Chloe and Liam, both on the re-bound, have nothing to lose, so together they explore the sensual delights the fabulous Honeymoon Suite has to offer. The Ice Maiden, Chloe’s spiteful boss, endeavours to thwart their fun, and Matthieu, jealous now, also attempts to intervene. But Chloe and Liam have 24 hours together in Biarritz, and they are determined to make the most of every moment.

But then Sabine the hotel masseuse, on/off lover of the Ice Maiden and current lover of Matthieu, lets slip to Chloe that explicit photos Liam has taken of her have gone viral. Has Chloe been too easily seduced, and trusted Liam too readily? Will she leave France alone, but with her dignity intact?

• • •

“Bonjour Monsieur. Bienvenue a l’Hôtel du Palais.”

Chloe was quite convinced her voice lacked the French insouciance she was aiming for, in addition to the efficiency, professionalism and friendly tone required by the Ice Maiden, AKA Mademoiselle—who was she kidding?—Labelle, Chloe’s manager. She forced a smile. It was 8.30am, and she’d been on shift since 9pm—or, as she was supposed to say, 21.00 heures. She was jaded, ready for her bed.

The bed which no longer held Matthieu.

In a way it had been pretty easy to give up on the day shift and move to nights. Then she didn’t have to be there in the morning, missing him and all that entailed. He would always awaken her each morning. He’d been an early riser, in more ways than one, and would bring her croissants and espresso. When crumbs fell from the croissants he would devour them with apparent delight, from wherever they fell.

She’d always been an untidy eater. He had always been a speedy but efficient lover. Confident of his abilities, careful to satisfy them both. She shivered at the memories of his tongue sliding down her body, heading for the place that gave them both pleasure. She’d hit the snooze button on her phone just as he reached the spot and forced a groan from her.

They’d both be late for work; her at the Hôtel du Palais, him teaching surf school on La Grande Plage. She’d arrive flushed and with her uniform in disarray, buttons done up incorrectly, or left undone. The Ice Maiden, the woman with the perfect pout, beautifully groomed glossy black hair and her scarf at a stiff but jaunty angle, always had something to say about that.

Matthieu. It was he who had brought her to Biarritz and its recently revived Belle Époque glamour. They’d met in Chamonix during the ski season a couple of years ago. She’d thought it was a fling. He’d obviously seen it as something more serious; or so she’d thought. Writing to her—little billets-doux on scented paper, crammed full of statements of love, tiny hearts and kisses. Très romantique. If she hadn’t known differently she might have suspected he was gay, but she had pretty good evidence he wasn’t; unless of course he swung both ways. Like the Ice Maiden.

He’d landed her a job on reception at the Hôtel du Palais. His father was someone big in the Biarritz business community. The Ice Maiden and her team had not exactly welcomed her with open arms, but she could cope, and the time spent with Matthieu more than made up for the frosty reception she sometimes encountered at work.

On his invitation she’d zigzagged her way down through France, taking a couple of weeks or so to arrive in Biarritz, working at the occasional bar on the way to fund her trip; some of it by train, some by bus and some in huge French articulated lorries.

“Mademoiselle Prentiss. That’s not very French.” Chloe was drawn back to the man who was still standing patiently on the other side of the reception desk. He was staring at the name badge pinned to her chest. “I’m not sure I have your complete and undivided attention,” the man said.

• • •

Izzy French has been writing erotic short stories for a number of years. Her short fiction appears in a number of erotic collections including Black Lace’s 'The Affair’, and Xcite’s ‘Sex, Love and Valentines, ‘Seduce Me’, ‘Satisfy Me’, ‘Seriously Sexy 2’, ‘Ultimate Submission’, ‘Ultimate Curves’ and ‘Girl Fun 1’.

Izzy also writes short fiction for women’s magazines and has had short fiction has in Scarlet, Take a Break, Woman’s Weekly, The Weekly News, Woman, That’s Life (Australia) and You Magazine (South Africa). N She has also had stories published in two charity short story collections ‘Sexy Shorts for the Beach’ and ‘Diamonds and Pearls’, both published by Accent Press. She has won and been runner up in a number of writing competitions.

Find Izzy Online

Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/izzyfrenchwriter
Twitter - https://twitter.com/izzyfrenchbooks
Blog - http://www.izzyfrenchwriter.wordpress.com
Tirgearr Publishing - http://tirgearrpublishing.com/authors/French_Izzy


Tuesday, 24 March 2015

Available Now: One Night in Salamanca by Elena Reid

ONE NIGHT IN SALAMANCA
City Nights, #10
Elena Reid

ISBN: 9781311519177
ASIN: B00U4BLO9G
Length: Novella
Genre: Erotic Romance

Price: $2.99

Buy here: Tirgearr Publishing

Polly makes the decision to study in beautiful Salamanca because she wants to find herself. She doesn’t expect to find Professor Alejandro Flores, a man who fills her dreams with passion and her body with longing. At age 25, Polly has had little experience with men, but on the morning of the Medieval Market she bumps into the Professor. In the next 24 hours, Polly is going to experience pleasure beyond her wildest dreams and her life is going to be changed forever.

• • •

Simon stood out because, for the first time, the attraction had been mutual. Polly had wanted him so badly that she ached for him. Yet she had been the one to end it. And why? She’d told herself it was because he liked science fiction too much and she couldn’t find any interest in the subject. She’d also tried telling herself it was because he had an intense passion for rap music that she simply could not relate to. The violence of the lyrics scared her and made her long for some soft jazz number to soothe her nerves. But, if she was truly honest with herself, she’d broken it off because he had wanted sex and she’d run out of excuses.

The sudden epiphany that she was scared of sex caused Polly to stop dead in her tracks. The plump woman that had been walking with gusto behind her collided with her and Polly hit the ground before she knew what had happened.

“Chica tonta!” Silly girl! cried the woman, struggling to keep her own balance.

“Lo siento!” I’m sorry! she shouted after her, but the woman had already disappeared.

Polly realised that she had to move to the side before she was trampled by the overly enthusiastic throng. She saw an open hand appear at the side of her head and grabbed it without bothering to see who it belonged to. The anonymous hand guided her into the doorway of a small café.

“Muchas gracias,” Polly murmured. She looked down to see if there had been any damage to her dress but it was intact, just a bit dusty. Her left knee was bleeding lightly.

Suddenly the stranger knelt in front of her, gently dusting the grit away before pressing on the graze. Polly blushed, realising that if he were to look up, he would be able to see up her short dress. She could only see the top of his head, which was covered in thick brown curls that were slightly greying at the sides, and his satisfyingly broad shoulders. She loved hair like his. It reminded her of…

“¿Está bien?” Are you well? She recognised the deep, commanding voice immediately from the lectures she always sat at the back of. It was Professor Alejandro Flores in all his glory.

“Si, soy fino.” Yes, I’m fine. Polly pulled the material of her dress together at the sides. Her cheeks were so hot they were probably the same shade as her hair. It had been less than an hour since she had been dreaming of his naked body writhing next to her own.

The professor stood up slowly without taking his eyes away from Polly’s body. She twitched self-consciously and he smiled with recognition as their eyes met. “Ahh, Polly Carter. A student of the liberal arts if I remember rightly?”

His query was more of a statement, but Polly nodded anyway. It seemed surreal that he even knew who she was out of all the students that attended his lectures. The lecture wasn’t compulsory for many courses, and yet was still full.

Polly imagined that many of the other female students were there simply to admire Professor Flores’ masculine prowess, and she couldn’t blame them. She would have still attended had it not been necessary.

“Let me accompany you to the mercado medieval.” Without waiting for a reply, Professor Flores took Polly’s arm and wrapped it around his. He waited for a gap and then together they rejoined the masses. All the scents that had been so overpowering faded, to be replaced with the spiciness of his aftershave, and the light smell of his body having been in the heat. She focused on putting one foot in front of the other; it was all she could do to not faint at his feet.

• • •

Elena was born and raised in a small town in the northwest of England. Her childhood days were gloriously filled with stories in the form of books and films. She always wanted to create her own happily-ever-afters for others to enjoy.

Now, Elena lives with her husband and partner in crime near the sea. Writing and reading remain her passions.

Find Elena Online

Website - http://brooksauthor.wix.com/elenareid
Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/elenareidauthor
Tirgearr Publishing - http://tirgearrpublishing.com/authors/Reid_Elena



Wednesday, 20 November 2013

Available Now: Man City: Martin

MAN CITY: MARTIN
Man City Series, book three
C. Margery Kempe

ISBN: 9781310104268
ASIN: B00GQGAVQA
Length: Novelette
Genre: Erotic Romance
Price: $1.99

Get your copy here: Kindle US, Kindle UK, Smashwords, Smashwords Series Link

Martin hated Christmas. Okay, maybe he didn't hate the holiday as much as he hated being on his own for it. Or worse, not on his own but spending it with Scott and James, the perfect couple. He's ready to grumble through the jolly season envying their lovely life, but then James starts flirting with him -- and on another night, so does Scott. Are the dynamic duo breaking up? Martin can't decide if he's more heartbroken at losing their perfect example -- or wildly turned on by getting one of the men of his dreams. But which one?

Visit C. Margery at Heart of Fiction today. Leave a comment or question with your email address, and enter a chance to win a free copy of Man City: Martin.



Monday, 7 October 2013

Available Now: A Cut-Throat Business

A CUT-THROAT BUSINESS
A Chastity Flame Adventure, book three
K.A. Laity

ISBN: 9781301864416
ASIN: B00FO94ILY
Length: Novel
Genre: Erotic Spy Thriller
Price: $3.99

Get your copy here: Kindle US, Kindle UK, Smashwords

She's back and there’s a killer loose in London, protected in high places. Chastity Flame needs to look in the places the police can’t — or won’t — while a rogue colleague dogs her steps, looking for the key to secrets in her past. Can she find the killer before his blood lust rises again? Will she expose her bitter rival before he targets more innocents? And how will she cope with the most dangerous mission — moving in with her boyfriend, Damien.

Log into K.A. Laity's page on the Tirgearr Publishing site for an excerpt from A Cut-Throat Business.

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Thursday, 26 September 2013

Available Now: Erotica from Lucy Felthouse

A BIT OF ROUGH
Lucy Felthouse

ISBN:     9781301724147
ASIN:     B00FD7SKZW
Length: Novelette
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Price: $1.99

Get your copy here:   Kindle US, Kindle UK, Smashwords

When Alison meets Andrew ("call me Drew"), she instantly pegs him as a moron. He's a total bad boy and does nothing but chain smoke and brag about his stream of past conquests. Yet, much to her confusion, Alison still finds herself attracted to him. She's not had sex in a while, so Alison figures there's no harm in going home with him to get herself a bit of rough.

• • •

A MENU WITH A DIFFERENCE
Lucy Felthouse

ISBN:     9781301783014
ASIN:     B00FD7SNHC
Length: Novelette
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Price: $1.99

Get your copy here:  Kindle US, Kindle UK, Smashwords

When Jed and Annette spend a weekend in a luxury hotel, they're planning to take full advantage of the hot tub and large bed - preferably with a third party. Annette's never been with another woman before, but she's eager to experience some Sapphic delight. When the couple meets waitress Tamara at the restaurant they're lunching at, they agree she's perfect in many ways; but is she on the menu?

Log into Lucy's pages on the Tirgearr Publishing site for excerpts from A Bit of Rough and A Menu with a Difference.

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Thursday, 2 May 2013

Now Available: Man City: Lizzie

MAN CITY: LIZZIE
The Man City Series, book two
C. Margery Kempe

ISBN: 9781301581771
ASIN: B00CLZYFBM
Length: Novella
Genre: Contemporary Erotica
Price: $1.99

Get your copy here: Kindle, Smashwords

Lizzie is a luscious gal with the long red locks of a Pre-Raphaelite beauty -- and a quandary: chef supreme Nigel wants them to take things to the next level and be exclusive. So what will Lizzie do about her madcap lover, Jake? Nigel's sexy and attentive to details; Jake's wild and free. Maybe if she has both of them in front of her at the same time, Lizzie can make up her mind...

Log into C. Margery's page on Tirgearr Publishing for an excerpt

 

Thursday, 28 March 2013

Available Now: Lush Situation

LUSH SITUATION
A Chastity Flame Adventure, book two
K.A. Laity

ISBN: 9781301687626
ASIN: B00C2FCWSO
Length: Novel
Genre: Thriller, Erotic Thriller, Romantic Suspense, Erotic Romance
Price: $3.99

Get your copy here: Kindle, Smashwords

Chastity Flame is back and hotter than ever. She’s sworn off meeting her irresistible colleague Damien, but how long can they really stay apart? Fortunately she’s got an international human trafficking ring to crack. When an upscale sex club for women opens in London with great fanfare, Chastity hopes it will prove distracting as well as providing a potential break in the case — until she runs into Damien with a gorgeous woman clinging to his arm. Maybe a broken heart will make it easier to bury herself in work – and kick a few asses.

Log into K.A. Laity's page on Tirgearr Publishing for an excerpt.

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Thursday, 16 August 2012

Available Now - The Swan Prince

THE SWAN PRINCE
C. Margery Kempe
August 2012
ISBN: 9781476215815
ASIN: B008Y5J3GK

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Magic happens when love is true 

Lena thought she'd found a prince when Charles rescued her four-year-old half-brother from the waters of the Serpentine. A simple boating accident sparks romance, but the man of her dreams seems to be hiding something. They're both unemployed — times are hard — but there's something else he's not telling her.

One night, Lena sneaks back into Hyde Park to find out if Charles is secretly camping in the park and gets the surprise of her life!

How far is Lena willing to go to rescue the man she's fallen for?


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Wednesday, 15 February 2012

Available Now - MAN CITY

MAN CITY
C. Margery Kempe
Feburary 2012
ISBN: 978-1-4658-5193-2
Buy -- SmashwordsKindle    $1.99
 
Footie brought two best friends together; no matter that one was Shai's ex and the other her current boyfriend.

When she flirts with Stuart on the bus ride home, Shai begins to formulate an idea to make match night more rewarding for all three of them.
 
Excerpt
A long moment later, Joe chuckled as he rested his hot face on her back, panting from his exertions.

"What brought that on?" Joe finally asked at last, straightening to refasten his trousers. "More tabloid stories about Johnny Depp?"

Shai blushed as she picked up her clothing but decided not to dress, enjoying the kitchen's warmth. Her skin still tingled.

"Oh, I blame Georgie," she quickly lied. "She was texting me all about the plans for her dirty weekend and I guess it just got me all hot and bothered. And there was this guy on the bus reading a dirty book in the seat in front of me, sporting a semi."

Better to be as truthful as possible.

Joe leaned over for a kiss before walking back to the chopping board. He put his apron back on and resumed his task—salsa for tonight’s match. "Maybe we need a dirty weekend. Fancy going up to Blackpool?" he asked.