<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841</id><updated>2009-11-11T18:13:22.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Authors of Erotic Romance</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Anne D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13367309115282110083</uri><email>annedouglaseroticrom@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-4104482028503154818</id><published>2009-09-25T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T12:36:05.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REV ME UP by Adele Dubois</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVvwH3rLzg/Sr0aCOhHGlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WTX7ci9Ex6w/s1600-h/revmeup_msr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVvwH3rLzg/Sr0aCOhHGlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WTX7ci9Ex6w/s320/revmeup_msr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385489354964015698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REV ME UP&lt;/strong&gt; by Adele Dubois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing&lt;br /&gt;Contemporary Erotic Romance&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 9781419923982&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa has always been a Good Girl. When she flashes her breasts at the hunk riding by on his Harley, her wild impulse seems like harmless fun. How could she know he'd hit the curb and land at her feet? To make amends with the cop from Santa Fe, Lisa agrees to a cocktail with him. When she slides on the bike and wraps her arms around Antonio's buff body, they take off on the ultimate ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonio's in town for his brother's graduation before heading to FBI training. Lisa's there to break up with her cheating midshipman boyfriend. Revenge sex with a hot cop may be the perfect way to unleash her inner Bad Girl. But can she keep her feelings casual?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With sexy Antonio by her side and the lust blazing between them, this Bad Girl may have a chance to have it all. As long as an ex-boyfriend out for revenge doesn't destroy her new happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.jasminejade.com/ps-7639-50-rev-me-up.aspx &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;An Excerpt From: &lt;strong&gt;REV ME UP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © ADELE DUBOIS, 2009&lt;br /&gt;All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing Antonio Alvarez noticed about the woman on the sidewalk was her waist length, light brown hair. He revved his Harley and watched her stroll along the curb line of this high-end tourist avenue with her head high and tanned arms swinging. Her hair swayed along her back, swishing between her shoulder blades, the tips caressing her bare waist above the rolled-down shorts curving over her hips. The white stretch of fabric that barely covered her round, slightly protruding butt clung to the split in her cheeks like the skin on a ripe peach. Below, the hem flashed orbs of alabaster skin like tiny quarter moons. A thong framed her tight, exquisite ass. Long, taut, tanned legs and small feet in high espadrilles moved in time to the sway of her hair. She must have heard his motorcycle behind her then, because she looked over her left shoulder and slowed her stride to check him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she turned her face, their eyes met and Antonio's adrenaline surged as if she had kissed him. His heart raced and he revved the engine of his bike again. The noise made her laugh, a clear, pleasant sound that reverberated through the air, linking them. He breathed in her laugh, trying to capture the peal inside his chest to cheer him the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonio smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman smiled back, flashing white, perfect teeth. The symmetry of her sculpted features and open, friendly expression drew him closer. Passersby strolled in the opposite direction eating ice cream, walking their dogs or pointing out quaint shops to visit. Antonio barely noticed them. The woman in the woven espadrilles, tight white shorts and gauzy red cotton tank top stood out in the crowd like a holograph against a flat surface. Suddenly, the reason for his visit to Annapolis vanished. Antonio needed to meet this woman and see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at her jolted his dulled senses and numbed heart to life after a long drought. He hadn't so much as glanced at another woman since Estela's death. It had been eighteen months since the woman he loved was killed in the line of duty and he had never been unfaithful to her memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman on the sidewalk revived him like a swim upward from the cold depths of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His friends would say it was about time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.jasminejade.com/ps-7639-50-rev-me-up.aspx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-4104482028503154818?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4104482028503154818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=4104482028503154818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/4104482028503154818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/4104482028503154818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2009/09/rev-me-up-by-adele-dubois.html' title='REV ME UP by Adele Dubois'/><author><name>Adele Dubois</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01975297711548126595</uri><email>author@adeledubois.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17053726288445948038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVvwH3rLzg/Sr0aCOhHGlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/WTX7ci9Ex6w/s72-c/revmeup_msr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-5766363754793488845</id><published>2009-08-30T19:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T12:38:42.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DESERT NECTAR by Adele Dubois</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVvwH3rLzg/Sps01DECQUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9ZlmixnagRI/s1600-h/desertnectarcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVvwH3rLzg/Sps01DECQUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9ZlmixnagRI/s320/desertnectarcover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375948666156761410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DESERT NECTAR by Adele Dubois &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;New IN PRINT!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Line: Twilight&lt;br /&gt;Series: None &lt;br /&gt;Book Length: 220 pages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Type: Trade Paperback&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 9781419959691&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A compilation of paranormal erotic romance novellas DESERT WILD and DESERT FEVER.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desert Wild &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sonny Wild Horse of the Tohono O’odham Nation is a danger to a woman’s heart. Though he lusts after Caitlyn Spencer, his desire to live inside two conflicting worlds—the Sonoran Desert of his youth and the California coast where his future as a photographer is assured—tears the lovers apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Sonny disappears inside America’s most hostile desert, Caitlyn borrows a unique convertible and embarks on a desperate search. The car is equipped with a powerful but endearingly kinky GPS navigator that grants wishes. Though not exactly a genie, Guy locates whatever his driver needs most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Caitlyn needs to connect erotically with Sonny. Again and again. If only she can find him in time.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desert Fever&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her forty-sixth birthday, Marybeth buys a red convertible, equipped with the latest GPS navigation technology, and runs away from her painful divorce. At the mouth of the Mojave Desert she finds sexy, thirty-year-old USMC veteran Jake stranded with his disabled motorcycle, and gives him a lift to Nevada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What Marybeth doesn’t know is that her GPS navigator has led her straight to the man she wished for to heal her broken heart. Though the GPS is not exactly a genie, his system grants him the power to locate whatever Marybeth needs most. What she wants is revenge, laced with a hot, studly young lover. GPS takes wishing upon a star to a new and very real technological level, as he makes Marybeth’s wildest, most sultry dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jasminejade.com/pc-7543-57-desert-nectar.aspx"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jasminejade.com/pc-7543-57-desert-nectar.aspx"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-5766363754793488845?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5766363754793488845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=5766363754793488845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/5766363754793488845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/5766363754793488845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2009/08/desert-nectar-by-adele-dubois.html' title='DESERT NECTAR by Adele Dubois'/><author><name>Adele Dubois</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01975297711548126595</uri><email>author@adeledubois.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17053726288445948038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVvwH3rLzg/Sps01DECQUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9ZlmixnagRI/s72-c/desertnectarcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-3210760170492223632</id><published>2009-08-19T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T17:55:04.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kansas City Shuffle by Talya Bosco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muTamMqZXUs/Soyc_bYHQuI/AAAAAAAAABQ/r2vM6Y0zV9s/s1600-h/TB_KansasCityShuffle_coverlg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muTamMqZXUs/Soyc_bYHQuI/AAAAAAAAABQ/r2vM6Y0zV9s/s320/TB_KansasCityShuffle_coverlg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371841069040747234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 25px; height: 1px;" id="ProductDetail11_Table2" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loose-id.com/prod-Kansas_City_Shuffle-992.aspx"&gt;Talya Bosco's &lt;i&gt;Kansas City Shuffle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Genre: Full-figured Heroine/Shape-shifter Paranormal Ménage &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Length: Novel &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1-59632-993-5&lt;br /&gt;Author: Talya Bosco&lt;br /&gt;Cover Artist: Anne Cain&lt;br /&gt;Price: $6.99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kansas City Shuffle: When everyone thinks one thing is going on when in reality something entirely different is happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larissa comes to Kansas City after winning a trip to see where her favorite series of books takes place. She expects to have a great time with her three scheduled fantasy dates and an all-expenses-paid shopping spree. When she meets two men at different points in her vacation, she is suddenly torn between them. Finding out they know each other, and are perfectly willing to share her, in and out of bed, is more than a dream come true. It’s a fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devon and Jared know that Larissa is their mate; they just have to convince her. And hope she doesn’t freak when she finds out they are the werewolves she has been reading about for the past six years. But they can’t tell her until their pack has finished “testing her suitability” as an alpha female. All they can do is hope she will forgive them when she finds out the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the real truth is something none of them suspects. And may be enough to drive them apart permanently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-3210760170492223632?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3210760170492223632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=3210760170492223632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/3210760170492223632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/3210760170492223632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2009/08/kansas-city-shuffle-by-talya-bosco.html' title='Kansas City Shuffle by Talya Bosco'/><author><name>Talya Bosco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14878723424990930714</uri><email>talya@talyabosco.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09226725046478948019'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muTamMqZXUs/Soyc_bYHQuI/AAAAAAAAABQ/r2vM6Y0zV9s/s72-c/TB_KansasCityShuffle_coverlg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-5253544214584561875</id><published>2009-08-12T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:02:59.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Night, Another Dream by Mechele Armstrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_muTamMqZXUs/SoOArrBg6RI/AAAAAAAAABI/igdFfowNjaI/s1600-h/MA+ANAD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_muTamMqZXUs/SoOArrBg6RI/AAAAAAAAABI/igdFfowNjaI/s320/MA+ANAD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369276668527569170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loose-id.com/prod-Another_Night,_Another_Dream-990.aspx"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Another Night, Another Dream&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: Mechele Armstrong&lt;br /&gt;Full-figured Heroine&lt;br /&gt;Multicultural Contemporary Ménage&lt;br /&gt;ISBN:  978-1-59632-990-4&lt;br /&gt;Cover Artist: AprilMartinez&lt;br /&gt;Length: Novella&lt;br /&gt;Price: $4.99  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassie &lt;i&gt;thought&lt;/i&gt; she'd convinced her friends not to throw her some lame birthday party, but when her 25th rolls around, boy was she wrong. Not only is there a birthday party, but there's a stripper, and a bitchy little tramp who insults Cassie's plus-sized curves at her own party. Pissed off beyond belief, Cassie storms out, only to get trapped in a stairwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stripper, Aden, and the bodyguard, Leo, follow her out to check on her, but just their luck, they get trapped in with her. Aden can't believe his luck at being stuck with the gorgeous birthday girl and the Hotty McHotass he's been looking at all night. Hotty McHotass takes the whole thing pretty stoically, just like he does everything else—but you can't judge a book by its cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To distract Cassie from a claustrophic panic attack, the boys start up a game of Truth or Dare. Cassie reveals her secret fantasy to have a threesome, and one by one, hearts, souls, and bodies are laid bare. It's a fantasy come true, and so much more, but when the game's over, will it turn out to be just another night, another dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: Anal play/intercourse, male/male sexual practices, ménage (m/m/f).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-5253544214584561875?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5253544214584561875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=5253544214584561875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/5253544214584561875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/5253544214584561875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-night-another-dream-by-mechele.html' title='Another Night, Another Dream by Mechele Armstrong'/><author><name>Talya Bosco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14878723424990930714</uri><email>talya@talyabosco.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09226725046478948019'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_muTamMqZXUs/SoOArrBg6RI/AAAAAAAAABI/igdFfowNjaI/s72-c/MA+ANAD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-8111025933699381511</id><published>2009-06-15T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T17:06:35.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adele dubois'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desert Wild'/><title type='text'>DESERT WILD by Adele Dubois</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVvwH3rLzg/SjbeDirEyDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JpG2SPowBYs/s1600-h/desertwild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347705759977490482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVvwH3rLzg/SjbeDirEyDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JpG2SPowBYs/s320/desertwild.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DESERT WILD by Adele Dubois &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ellora's Cave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ISBN-9781419922381&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genre: Paranormal Erotic Romance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Format: ebook &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summary:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sonny Wild Horse of the Tohono O'odham Nation is a danger to a woman's heart. Though he lusts after Caitlyn Spencer, his desire to live inside two conflicting worlds-the Sonoran Desert of his youth and the California coast where his future as a photographer is assured-tears the lovers apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Sonny disappears inside America's most hostile desert, Caitlyn borrows a unique Thunderbird convertible and embarks on a desperate search. The car is equipped with a powerful but endearingly kinky GPS navigator that grants wishes. Though not exactly a genie, "Guy's" system locates whatever his driver needs most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Caitlyn needs to connect erotically with Sonny. Again and again. If only she can find him in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="about:blank" href="http://www.jasminejade.com/ps-7333-50-desert-wild.aspx"&gt;http://www.jasminejade.com/ps-7333-50-desert-wild.aspx&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;***** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESERT WILD by Adele Dubois&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;©Ellora's Cave Publishing, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't go," she murmured, standing on tiptoes to nuzzle the side of his neck with her nose. He smelled of raw feral sex, damp sweat and crushed linen, and the primal scents sent shivers along her skin. She inhaled him deeply, pressed the small points of her nipples against his flesh and then opened her mouth to taste him as she laid kisses against his throat. Her tongue lapped the steady rhythm of his pulse and then dragged along his collarbone, drinking him in. Her mouth found the hard muscles of his hairless chest and moved down to lick and suck the dark circles of his areola in turn. His nipples hardened inside her mouth and the pungent tastes of salt and musk wet the back of her throat. "Be with me," she whispered against his breastbone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah," he breathed, closing his eyes as she loved his body with her lips and tongue and stroked the silken skin on his hips with her fingertips. "I am here." His fingers closed on the crown of her head and entwined in the layers of her hair as she dropped to her knees to bury her face against his abdomen. "Don't you know you're the only reason I come back?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="about:blank" href="http://www.jasminejade.com/ps-7333-50-desert-wild.aspx"&gt;http://www.jasminejade.com/ps-7333-50-desert-wild.aspx&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-8111025933699381511?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8111025933699381511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=8111025933699381511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/8111025933699381511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/8111025933699381511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2009/06/desert-wild-by-adele-dubois-new-release.html' title='DESERT WILD by Adele Dubois'/><author><name>Adele Dubois</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01975297711548126595</uri><email>author@adeledubois.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17053726288445948038'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5RVvwH3rLzg/SjbeDirEyDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JpG2SPowBYs/s72-c/desertwild.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-2110885290459881233</id><published>2009-04-20T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:55:05.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stowaway Out Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jasminejade.com/p-7128-stowaway.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_muTamMqZXUs/Se00sY7BkzI/AAAAAAAAABA/Zf2nXwDBxOg/s320/stowaway+finaltn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326971871458071346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jasminejade.com/p-7128-stowaway.aspx"&gt;Stowaway &lt;/a&gt;by Talya Bosco&lt;br /&gt;ISBN #9781419921100&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Ellora's Cave&lt;br /&gt;$4.45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aurelia is on the run. Stowing away on an interstellar cargo ship seems the perfect solution. Except for the fact it’s crewed by three very large, scary and extremely sexy men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ursine traders Dov, Tarlo and Ardal are a bonded family. That means they share everything. When the little golden-haired beauty reveals herself to them, they fully intend to share her as they do everything else. Far from being repelled at seeing the three men love each other, Aurelia finds the physical intimacy and passion they share together—and with her—an aphrodisiac she could easily become addicted to. But the four-way physical sharing turns into much more, and as strong emotions come into play, that sharing could come at a price none are willing to pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Excerpt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Setup: Aurelia has been found hiding in one of the holds by a very large, and very sexy man. She tried to explain why she had snuck aboard the ship, but he hadn't seemed to accept her stumbling excuses. Instead, he threw her over his shoulder and headed down the corridor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so tall that her head didn't even come to his waist despite the fact she was hanging over his shoulder. From her angle, though, his ass looked nice and firm and her hands itched to grab it and see if it really was as nice as it looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurelia snorted. She was in trouble. In more ways than one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a door slid open, she realized they'd come to their destination. She could only hope he'd give her a chance to explain or beg or something. She'd do anything to keep from being forced back to Risla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurelia began to shake, her hands sweating. Only now it was true fear. She was at their mercy. She should have gone another route. What were they going to do to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to assure herself the big man had yet to harm her. He could have slapped her or knocked her out, but he hadn't. Still, it sure wasn't a welcome with open arms and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boys, look what I found hiding in the tertiary hold." As he spoke, he shifted his grip, lifting her and placing her in his arms to be held like a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd taken her to the bridge, not the brig. And there were two more large men, both working at their stations, neither facing the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on, Dov, stop messing around," one of them responded as they both turned around. Aurelia gasped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest man was the most striking man she'd every seen. His height was the only normal thing about him. Beautiful long white hair hung straight down his back, nearly brushing his hips in a wave of snow. The kind of snow she'd only seen on vids of ancient Earth or planets colder than her own. His eyes were a bright violet that she could see all the way from her side of the room and his black skin nearly sparkled in the glow of the computers on the console in front of him. Not regular human black, but midnight black, so black it was almost blue. The contrast was strong enough to have her heart nearly jumping into her throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A movement pulled her attention further into the room only for her to gasp once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third man was almost bland in comparison to the white-haired man, except he was nearly as tall as the man who still held her in his arms. A long, lean body that went on and on made her salivate before her eyes ever reached his face. His hair was deep black, nearly the same color as the other man's skin, but all similarity ended there. His curly mop of waves just begged to be played with. It, too, was shoulder-length like the first man's and framed his green eyes beautifully, but his skin was entirely different. The deep chestnut tone to it lent him an air of being permanently tanned, but she doubted he got much sun onboard an interstellar ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the gods, no one told her all Ursine men were so attractive. Or maybe she'd just won the stowaway lottery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-2110885290459881233?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2110885290459881233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=2110885290459881233&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/2110885290459881233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/2110885290459881233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2009/04/stowaway-out-now.html' title='Stowaway Out Now'/><author><name>Talya Bosco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14878723424990930714</uri><email>talya@talyabosco.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09226725046478948019'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_muTamMqZXUs/Se00sY7BkzI/AAAAAAAAABA/Zf2nXwDBxOg/s72-c/stowaway+finaltn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-8462993839716360617</id><published>2009-03-20T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:00:04.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry Like a Wolf - Caveman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_muTamMqZXUs/ScPJ21j4FCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Ep7qWs0ayBg/s1600-h/Flav.+of+EcsSM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_muTamMqZXUs/ScPJ21j4FCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Ep7qWs0ayBg/s320/Flav.+of+EcsSM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315313929154991138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jasminejade.com/ps-7052-50-elloras-cavemen-flavors-of-ecstasy-i.aspx"&gt;Flavors of Ecstasy 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jasminejade.com/ps-7052-50-elloras-cavemen-flavors-of-ecstasy-i.aspx"&gt;Cavemen Anthology, 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebook: 9781419917738&lt;br /&gt;$9.99&lt;br /&gt;Print: 9781419958519&lt;br /&gt;$16.99&lt;br /&gt;Ellora's Cave Publishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hungry Like a Wolf&lt;/span&gt; by Talya Bosco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times, times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;font-family:times, times new roman;" &gt;Twelve months after the crushing heartbreak of being dumped by Ethan, the gorgeous Alpha werewolf who was the love of her life, Amanda is finally picking up the pieces. But the ties that bind the two lovers are strong, stronger than Ethan's resolve to stay away. One sizzling touch, one passionate kiss, is all it takes for the insatiable hunger inside each of them to explode into life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Ethan has a determined rival, for Amanda's affection and a whole lot more, and he'll stop at nothing to win it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flavors of Ecstasy also includes some great stories by Desiree Holt, Solange Ayre, Debra Glass, Kristin Daniels and Cindy Spencer Pape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-8462993839716360617?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8462993839716360617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=8462993839716360617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/8462993839716360617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/8462993839716360617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2009/03/hungry-like-wolf-caveman.html' title='Hungry Like a Wolf - Caveman'/><author><name>Talya Bosco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14878723424990930714</uri><email>talya@talyabosco.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09226725046478948019'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_muTamMqZXUs/ScPJ21j4FCI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Ep7qWs0ayBg/s72-c/Flav.+of+EcsSM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-6959667510800208172</id><published>2009-02-10T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T08:26:03.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redesigning Adele by Talya Bosco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.loose-id.net/prod-Redesigning_Adele-598.aspx"&gt;Redesigning Adele&lt;/a&gt; is out. My first story with Loose-Id was released earlier this month, and I am beyond excited :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loose-id.net/prod-Redesigning_Adele-598.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Redesigning Adele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.loose-id.net/prod-Redesigning_Adele-598.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muTamMqZXUs/SZGor9R8h5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/rYBu8tskE2w/s320/TB_Redesigning_Adele_coversm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301203709529458578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loose-id.net/prod-Redesigning_Adele-598.aspx"&gt;Talya Bosco’s Redesigning Adele&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Full-figured Heroine Polyamory&lt;br /&gt;Length: Novella (30,000 words)&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1-59632-554-8&lt;br /&gt;Price: $4.99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adele is the head designer for the firm owned by her two best friends, Max and Leo. She's worked with them for years and wanted them in her bed almost as long. But they're in a committed relationship with each other and would never look at plus sized Adele as anything other than a best friend. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max and Leo are tired of waiting for Adele to face up to what she wants and needs. And as far as they are concerned, she wants and needs them. They're determined to make her finally realize it, even if it takes a little bit of redesigning Adele to get her to see things their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: Anal play/intercourse, male/male sexual practices, ménage (m/m/f).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read an excerpt of Redesigning Adele, click &lt;a href="http://www.loose-id.net/TBReAdex.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-6959667510800208172?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6959667510800208172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=6959667510800208172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/6959667510800208172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/6959667510800208172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2009/02/redesigning-adele-by-talya-bosco.html' title='Redesigning Adele by Talya Bosco'/><author><name>Talya Bosco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14878723424990930714</uri><email>talya@talyabosco.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09226725046478948019'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muTamMqZXUs/SZGor9R8h5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/rYBu8tskE2w/s72-c/TB_Redesigning_Adele_coversm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-1079705284690643680</id><published>2008-12-16T05:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T05:49:28.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keira Andrews'/><title type='text'>New novel: Daybreak</title><content type='html'>Last year I wrote &lt;i&gt;Eight Nights&lt;/i&gt;, a novella that told the romantic and x-rated tale of Lucas and Nate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lucas McKenzie figures spending the holidays with his annoying roommate's family is better than being alone on campus. The last thing he expects is to lust over Sam's brother -- or for Nate to actually want him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hide their attraction during Hanukkah celebrations, but behind closed doors, Lucas and Nate can't keep their hands (or mouths) off each other. Nate's only looking for a bit of holiday fun, and amazing sex with a hot virgin definitely fits the bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet as the candles burn, Nate and Lucas begin to realize eight nights will never be enough.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loose-id.net/detail.aspx?ID=621" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/bigboobedcanuck/pic/0010szx2" border="0" width="468" height="60" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lo, eight nights &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt; wasn't enough. I'm very pleased to present the new, novel-length sequel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loose-id.net/detail.aspx?ID=825" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/bigboobedcanuck/pic/0010tbqr" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lucas and Nate enjoyed eight nights of forbidden romance at Hanukkah. Now they're living together and reveling in the freedom. When a painful betrayal shatters their happiness, can their relationship last in the light of day?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the picture to buy and find out! Happy holidays. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-1079705284690643680?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1079705284690643680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=1079705284690643680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/1079705284690643680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/1079705284690643680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-novel-daybreak.html' title='New novel: Daybreak'/><author><name>Keira Andrews</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847603963119665510</uri><email>keira.andrews@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12869249063945717489'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-2354215688976276076</id><published>2008-10-29T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T16:06:43.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erotic romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amanda Young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loose Id'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Reckless Seduction by Amanda Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33pcjquNCxw/SQjrrwzmPZI/AAAAAAAAAh4/sHpmT0fUzYk/s1600-h/AY_RecklessSeduction_coverlg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262715301650644370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33pcjquNCxw/SQjrrwzmPZI/AAAAAAAAAh4/sHpmT0fUzYk/s320/AY_RecklessSeduction_coverlg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reckless Seduction&lt;br /&gt;by Amanda Young&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1-59632-793-1&lt;br /&gt;Genre: LGBT Erotic Contemporary&lt;br /&gt;Length: Novella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When nineteen year old Cody Bradbury gets his hands on an invitation to the hottest party of the year at The Casbah, an exclusive gay men's club owned by his uncle, he doesn't plan to let anything stand in his way of attending. With a stolen invitation, fake identification, and a hastily thrown together costume, Cody sneaks into the club during its annual Halloween bash with the intention of checking out the action and possibly losing his long-despised cherry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can't believe his luck when Dante Santiago comes on to him. He's had a hard-on for his uncle's friend and employee, Dante, ever since he realized what his dick was good for. He's so enamored of the older man that he doesn't think twice when Dante starts referring to him as 'pretty boy', instead of by his given name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between his fears for his job and his stubborn certainty Cody can't possibly be the bottom he wants, Dante's giving him the cold shoulder. He knows Dante wants his body, but Cody wants his heart. Is there any chance the older man might want more than an orgasm? There's only one way to find out, and Cody plans to make it a night neither of them will ever forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: Anal play/intercourse, male/male sexual practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read an excerpt of Reckless Seduction, &lt;a href="http://www.loose-id.net/AYReSeex.aspx"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-2354215688976276076?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2354215688976276076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=2354215688976276076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/2354215688976276076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/2354215688976276076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/10/reckless-seduction-by-amanda-young.html' title='Reckless Seduction by Amanda Young'/><author><name>Amanda Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17631269469790529611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11818081318944945488'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_33pcjquNCxw/SQjrrwzmPZI/AAAAAAAAAh4/sHpmT0fUzYk/s72-c/AY_RecklessSeduction_coverlg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-2206202569346832735</id><published>2008-09-02T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:47:33.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amanda Young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay romance'/><title type='text'>Precious Ache by Amanda Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33pcjquNCxw/SL2JslzvCUI/AAAAAAAAAf4/l225BbeaBms/s1600-h/PreciousAche_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241496940485478722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33pcjquNCxw/SL2JslzvCUI/AAAAAAAAAf4/l225BbeaBms/s320/PreciousAche_medium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Precious Ache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by Amanda Young&lt;br /&gt;ISBN-13: 978-1-60272-359-7&lt;br /&gt;Genres: Gay / Contemporary&lt;br /&gt;Heat Level: 3&lt;br /&gt;Length: Novella (25k words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love was his biggest mistake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandoned as a child, Dave Blanchard learned to be self-reliant at an early age. Puberty brought a distressing attraction to other boys, and an abnormal growth spurt that drove Dave further into his shell. Adulthood granted him the freedom to stand on his own two feet, but cloistered him in a plastic bubble of his own making. At seven and a half feet tall, Dave has no problem finding men for anonymous sex through sleazy backroom romps, but the experiences leave him feeling cold and unsatisfied. He dreams of love and commitment, but finding someone interested in a relationship seems like a pipe dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate for companionship, Dave signs up for an online matchmaking service. To his utter embarrassment, his first date never shows, but his luck improves when he runs into a former foster brother, Micah Black. Dave and Micah quickly rebuild their friendship, but with it comes the resurrection of the forbidden crush Dave harbored for Micah when they were teens. Micah is off limits to Dave, but that doesn’t stop Dave’s imagination from spinning torrid scenarios involving his straight friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Micah’s life is threatened, Dave’s inhibitions melt away. Unfortunately, the price of one chaste kiss could mean the end of the friendship Dave wants so badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Click below to read and excerpt and find out more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amberquill.com/AmberAllure/PreciousAche.html"&gt;http://www.amberquill.com/AmberAllure/PreciousAche.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-2206202569346832735?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2206202569346832735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=2206202569346832735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/2206202569346832735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/2206202569346832735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/09/precious-ache-by-amanda-young.html' title='Precious Ache by Amanda Young'/><author><name>Amanda Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17631269469790529611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11818081318944945488'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_33pcjquNCxw/SL2JslzvCUI/AAAAAAAAAf4/l225BbeaBms/s72-c/PreciousAche_medium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-1895423788971922152</id><published>2008-08-16T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T16:13:58.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tygers 5: Sweet Redemption by Melinda Barron</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SKdeg63JvbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4oGpwQDUBGI/s1600-h/MB_SweetRedemption.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SKdeg63JvbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4oGpwQDUBGI/s320/MB_SweetRedemption.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235257011490897330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tygers 5: Sweet Redemption by &lt;a href="http://www.barron-chronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melinda Barron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Available at &lt;a href="http://www.loose-id.com/detail.aspx?ID=768"&gt;Loose Id&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre: BDSM Multicultural&lt;br /&gt;Length: Novella&lt;br /&gt;Price: $4.99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helena Tisdale, a born submissive, has always been eager to please her Master and ready to try new things. But when a run-in with an abusive Dom leaves her scared, she retreats from life, and from the lifestyle that she loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dom TK Holing wants Helena in his life. He knows, though, that to make that happen, he needs to reeducate her about the BDSM lifestyle. To do that, he takes Helena to his home in Florida, where he "holds class" every night, reintroducing her to the pleasures of bondage, and of sexual submission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also has her reexamine her choices in life, helping her to come to terms with what she's done, both good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can the BDSM lifestyle be redeemed in Helena's eyes, or will she leave the lifestyle, and TK, forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: Anal play/intercourse, BDSM lifestyle, including exhibitionism, leashing, rope play, spanking, and whipping; ménage (m/f/m).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-1895423788971922152?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/1895423788971922152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=1895423788971922152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/1895423788971922152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/1895423788971922152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/08/tygers-5-sweet-redemption-by-melinda.html' title='Tygers 5: Sweet Redemption by Melinda Barron'/><author><name>Melinda Barron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07970549767020741139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12362733425957398860'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SKdeg63JvbI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4oGpwQDUBGI/s72-c/MB_SweetRedemption.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-4729689823877635978</id><published>2008-08-16T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T16:13:05.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Rub, Honor and Obey by Melinda Barron</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SKdc5JY8xCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/c3YRfrDZ6Fw/s1600-h/RubHonorObey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SKdc5JY8xCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/c3YRfrDZ6Fw/s320/RubHonorObey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235255228684354594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To Rub, Honor and Obey by &lt;a href="http://www.barron-chronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melinda Barron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Available at &lt;a href="http://www.resplendencepublishing.com/m8_view_item.html?m8:item=50-201-107-402-6"&gt;Resplendence Publishing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CATEGORY: Erotic, Paranormal&lt;br /&gt;HEAT LEVEL:  FIRE OPAL&lt;br /&gt;LENGTH: Novella&lt;br /&gt;FORMAT:E-BOOK&lt;br /&gt;$4.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreen McGee is a perfect example of how poor decisions made in youthful rebellion can haunt someone for life. Now on probation for ten years, she serves her court-ordered community service at a center for troubled teens, in the hopes of stopping other kids from taking the wrong path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when one of her young charges pickpockets a wallet from her high school nemesis, Aliya Baban, Moreen decides to put the illicit skills she learned as a teenager to good use... by breaking into Aliya's apartment to return the stolen wallet, thus keeping the kid who stole it out of trouble and out of jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, once she's in the opulent Manhattan flat, Moreen can't resist the urge to take one small token from the woman she still blames for her own downfall-an old, neglected oil lamp that she's sure Aliya will never miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreen accidentally summons a gorgeous demon-turned-pleasure djinni named Paran... and he's not too thrilled with the theft of his property. Moreen has rubbed his lamp, the contract is sealed. For the next thirty days, she belongs to him. And Paran intends to use this time to help his little felon learn some important lessons, including the true meaning of the words honor and obey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-4729689823877635978?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4729689823877635978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=4729689823877635978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/4729689823877635978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/4729689823877635978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-rub-honor-and-obey.html' title='To Rub, Honor and Obey by Melinda Barron'/><author><name>Melinda Barron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07970549767020741139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12362733425957398860'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SKdc5JY8xCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/c3YRfrDZ6Fw/s72-c/RubHonorObey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-8510725667434874303</id><published>2008-07-04T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:53:12.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spaceport: Black Diamonds by Melinda Barron</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SG7uhD_yFWI/AAAAAAAAAKM/4z5U9lg1goo/s1600-h/MEB_BlackDiamonds2_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219371269944907106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SG7uhD_yFWI/AAAAAAAAAKM/4z5U9lg1goo/s320/MEB_BlackDiamonds2_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spaceport: Black Diamonds by &lt;a href="http://www.barron-chronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melinda Barron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Available now from &lt;a href="http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&amp;amp;upt=book&amp;amp;ubid=921"&gt;Changeling Press&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spaceport: Black Diamonds by Melinda Barron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ISBN (13): 978-1-60521-014-8 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Genre(s): Sci-Fi, BDSM &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Theme(s): Ménage, Bisexual and More, Spaceport&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Series: Spaceport Multi-Author &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Length: Novella &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$4.49&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Master Thief Savannah DeCosta thinks she's got it made. A big-shot smuggler has asked her to steal a map from two other smugglers. Not a problem for Savannah, who's good at stealing anything she wants.When she sees Ferris Vaughn and "Tiny" Dixon, in a bar on Spaceport Adana, she uses their amorous moment to take what she wants. When the two find out what she's done, they decide to teach her a lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more time the three spend together, though, the more they realize there's something more than just a map at stake. They team up to try and find the real reason the map is so sought after; that is if they can keep their hands off each other long enough to decipher the map, and find where it leads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-8510725667434874303?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8510725667434874303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=8510725667434874303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/8510725667434874303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/8510725667434874303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/07/spaceport-black-diamonds-by-melinda.html' title='Spaceport: Black Diamonds by Melinda Barron'/><author><name>Melinda Barron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07970549767020741139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12362733425957398860'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SG7uhD_yFWI/AAAAAAAAAKM/4z5U9lg1goo/s72-c/MEB_BlackDiamonds2_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-2793048573584537017</id><published>2008-07-02T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:53:12.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Search Me Baby One More Time by Melinda Barron</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SGu_y8jAPQI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/lRJuq-sFlmc/s1600-h/Search+Me+Baby,+One+More+Time-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SGu_y8jAPQI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/lRJuq-sFlmc/s320/Search+Me+Baby,+One+More+Time-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218475475206159618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Search Me Baby One More Time by &lt;a href="http://www.barron-chronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melinda Barron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Available from &lt;a href="http://www.resplendencepublishing.com/m8_view_item.html?m8:item=45-201-302-402-5"&gt;Resplendence Publishing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CATEGORY: Contemporary, Erotic&lt;br /&gt;HEAT LEVEL: Fire Opal&lt;br /&gt;LENGTH: Short Story&lt;br /&gt;FORMAT: E-BOOK&lt;br /&gt;$3.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wren Thornberry’s life isn’t going according to plan. She let her father talk her out of marrying Bryan Stockard, the man she loves, and move halfway around the world. Now she’s back home in Texas, babysitting her grandmother while grandma and her boy-toy work through their list of sexual exploits, making themselves the talk of the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what Wren doesn’t know is that things in her hometown are about to heat up even more, and it will have nothing to do with her grandmother. It seems that Bryan Stockard is still in town, he wants to get back into Wren’s life by any means necessary, and now he has just the tools to do it: A police uniform, handcuffs, and the authority to make Wren… &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;assume the position&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-2793048573584537017?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2793048573584537017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=2793048573584537017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/2793048573584537017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/2793048573584537017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/07/search-me-baby-one-more-time-by-melinda.html' title='Search Me Baby One More Time by Melinda Barron'/><author><name>Melinda Barron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07970549767020741139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12362733425957398860'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SGu_y8jAPQI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/lRJuq-sFlmc/s72-c/Search+Me+Baby,+One+More+Time-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-780757244495545700</id><published>2008-06-17T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:00:03.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amanda Young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loose Id'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranormal'/><title type='text'>Secrets and Lies by Amanda Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="ay_secretslies_coverlg.jpg" src="http://www.amandayoung.org/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/ay_secretslies_coverlg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Secrets and Lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ISBN: 978-1-59632-706-1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Genre: LGBT Vampire Paranormal &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Length: Novel &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After the near genocide of his race, Teague Johnson now spends his life hiding in plain sight. In a city of populated by humans and nightfeeders alike, he and his brother are forced to cloak themselves in forged histories in order to blend in among the hierarchy of society.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When he’s not working at Oasis, the sex club he and his brother own, Teague keeps to himself. He relies on strangers to feed his sexual desires, but anything more intimate is off limits. A nosy boyfriend snooping around in his business is the last thing he needs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kyle Drake’s arrival at the club makes Teague rethink his favorable stance on one night stands. From the very first touch, Teague can’t get enough of Kyle. Their weekly trysts give Teague a reason to anticipate the future -- until Kyle unexpectedly disappears.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A visit from an old friend thrusts Teague’s life under a microscope and endangers everything he holds dear. Allegiances are tested, and the lines of friendship blur in a race to stop an inhuman killer. Kyle’s fate hinges on Teague’s ability to untangle the intricate web of secrets and lies before it’s too late.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To read a juicy excerpt of Secrets and Lies, &lt;a href="http://www.amandayoung.org/books/secrets-and-lies/" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To buy Secrets and Lies from Loose Id, &lt;a href="http://www.loose-id.net/detail.aspx?ID=724" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-780757244495545700?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/780757244495545700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=780757244495545700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/780757244495545700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/780757244495545700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/06/secrets-and-lies-by-amanda-young.html' title='Secrets and Lies by Amanda Young'/><author><name>Amanda Young</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17631269469790529611</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11818081318944945488'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-4446138314964076866</id><published>2008-06-13T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:53:13.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agency: Monkeying Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SFK2hvEY-1I/AAAAAAAAAXs/VbsT6rj8PMs/s1600-h/MHA_TheAgency3_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SFK2hvEY-1I/AAAAAAAAAXs/VbsT6rj8PMs/s320/MHA_TheAgency3_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211428409507904338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&amp;upt=book&amp;ubid=908"&gt;Agency: Monkeying Around&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.michellehasker.com"&gt;Michelle Hasker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cover art by Reneé George&lt;br /&gt;ISBN (13): 978-1-59596-960-6&lt;br /&gt;Genre(s): Paranormal, Action/Adventure&lt;br /&gt;Theme(s): Shapeshifters&lt;br /&gt;Series: Agency&lt;br /&gt;Length: Novella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing as lovers shouldn’t be too hard. Not for Jessica and Chase. Fooling around during their training mission had landed them in this mess when they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. Now they need to redeem themselves by gaining the trust of one of the country’s greatest criminals. But with Erik Hardaway’s suspicion of Jessica and Chase’s relationship, his questions about their reasons for visiting his mansion, and Erik’s obvious desire for Jessica, getting out of this situation alive and unscathed will be their biggest challenge ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-4446138314964076866?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4446138314964076866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=4446138314964076866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/4446138314964076866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/4446138314964076866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/06/agency-monkeying-around.html' title='Agency: Monkeying Around'/><author><name>Michelle Hasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314021070323238307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10087993370994940940'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SFK2hvEY-1I/AAAAAAAAAXs/VbsT6rj8PMs/s72-c/MHA_TheAgency3_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-5658802557988442432</id><published>2008-06-06T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:53:13.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampire Oracle: The Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SFK1AWpBH4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/87awLhxdvnw/s1600-h/themoonlarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SFK1AWpBH4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/87awLhxdvnw/s320/themoonlarge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211426736503332738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/themoon.htm"&gt;The Vampire Oracle: The Moon&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.michellehasker.com"&gt;Michelle Hasker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN:  978-1-60088-262-3&lt;br /&gt;Content: Erotic Romance&lt;br /&gt;This title contains explicit language and graphic sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between her annoying neighbor Brett and an unknown stalker, Maria finds herself in a dangerous situation that forces her to seek help. Who better to turn to than the private investigator next door?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though he offers to help her, Dylan isn’t interested in her and couldn’t make it any clearer by the way he avoids her every chance he gets. While she doesn’t have to worry about any sexual advances from Dylan, can she keep her own desires under control until they capture her stalker?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-5658802557988442432?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/5658802557988442432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=5658802557988442432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/5658802557988442432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/5658802557988442432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/06/vampire-oracle-moon.html' title='Vampire Oracle: The Moon'/><author><name>Michelle Hasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314021070323238307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10087993370994940940'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SFK1AWpBH4I/AAAAAAAAAXk/87awLhxdvnw/s72-c/themoonlarge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-7550471018900502915</id><published>2008-06-01T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:53:13.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Witchy Woes: Allison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SFKzWR1pGQI/AAAAAAAAAXc/GGepfTgVuSo/s1600-h/wwallisonlarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SFKzWR1pGQI/AAAAAAAAAXc/GGepfTgVuSo/s320/wwallisonlarge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211424914147973378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whiskeycreekpress.com/torrid/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;products_id=307&amp;zenid=879201394585fbe76b7498cc0137cc1c"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITCHY WOES Book 3: ALLISON&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.michellehasker.com"&gt;Michelle Hasker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Torrid Romance Paranormal&lt;br /&gt;EBook formats ISBN: 978-1-60313-181-0&lt;br /&gt;Rating: Sensual Romance - Sensual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a spell to undo harm goes awry, six witches find themselves knocked out by a powerful spell cast by the newest member of their coven. At first, everything falls apart, but then Allison watches as first Tamara and then Candace fall in love. While she wants that same thing for herself, the guy she’s in love with doesn’t even realize she’s a woman. The solution to her dilemma? A makeover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-7550471018900502915?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7550471018900502915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=7550471018900502915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/7550471018900502915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/7550471018900502915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/06/witchy-woes-allison.html' title='Witchy Woes: Allison'/><author><name>Michelle Hasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314021070323238307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10087993370994940940'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SFKzWR1pGQI/AAAAAAAAAXc/GGepfTgVuSo/s72-c/wwallisonlarge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-6890370194531273757</id><published>2008-05-23T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:53:13.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cruise to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SFKr7NnW_JI/AAAAAAAAAXU/sVYrAa8hpBg/s1600-h/CruiseToRemember_72dpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SFKr7NnW_JI/AAAAAAAAAXU/sVYrAa8hpBg/s320/CruiseToRemember_72dpi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211416752576461970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aspenmountainpress.com/new-releases/plain-brown-wrapper-a-cruise-to-remember/prod_120.html"&gt;A Cruise to Remember&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: &lt;a href="http://www.michellehasker.com"&gt;Michelle Hasker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Jinger Heaston&lt;br /&gt;ISBN:  978-1-60168-106-5&lt;br /&gt;Genre:  Contemporary Romance&lt;br /&gt;Publisher:  Aspen Mountain Press&lt;br /&gt;Publication Date:  05/23/2008&lt;br /&gt;Sexual Content:  Erotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irene's last boyfriend broke up with her after she'd invested a lot of money into a vacation cruise.  Now she's determined to convince her gay roommate, Gabe, that he should go on the trip so her money isn't wasted.  What starts out as harmless teasing changes into something she doesn't expect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-6890370194531273757?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6890370194531273757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=6890370194531273757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/6890370194531273757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/6890370194531273757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/05/cruise-to-remember.html' title='A Cruise to Remember'/><author><name>Michelle Hasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314021070323238307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10087993370994940940'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SFKr7NnW_JI/AAAAAAAAAXU/sVYrAa8hpBg/s72-c/CruiseToRemember_72dpi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-6032103020288993818</id><published>2008-05-20T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:53:13.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amethyst Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SDNA4_kc1pI/AAAAAAAAAJU/L2Q-Z2c1fEE/s1600-h/Barron-AE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SDNA4_kc1pI/AAAAAAAAAJU/L2Q-Z2c1fEE/s320/Barron-AE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202573342424225426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loose-id.com/detail.aspx?ID=720"&gt;Amethyst Eyes&lt;/a&gt; by&lt;a href="http://www.barron-chronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt; Melinda Barron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1-59632-701-6&lt;br /&gt;Cover Art by Anne Cain&lt;br /&gt;Available at &lt;a href="http://www.loose-id.com/"&gt;Loose Id&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price: $4.99&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Polyamorous Paranormal&lt;br /&gt;Length: Novella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dive Master Ansling Carr is very happy with the new life she's made for herself: Until she starts having dreams of two very sexy men loving each other. They want her to join them in a triad, where their sexual energy will locate, and retrieve, a stone that helps hold an evil witch captive in a pentagram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ansling, who has long fought her gift of seeing, quickly realizes these men are her soul mates. They make her body tingle with their touch, and awaken powers inside her that she thought would never be used for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, they will battle an evil witch sent to protect the stone, and recharge their bodies -- and souls -- with hot bonding sex that makes them more powerful than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: Anal play/intercourse, male/male sexual practices, ménage (m/m/f), violence.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-6032103020288993818?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/6032103020288993818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=6032103020288993818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/6032103020288993818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/6032103020288993818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/05/amethyst-eyes.html' title='Amethyst Eyes'/><author><name>Melinda Barron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07970549767020741139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12362733425957398860'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SDNA4_kc1pI/AAAAAAAAAJU/L2Q-Z2c1fEE/s72-c/Barron-AE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-4544604067018788035</id><published>2008-05-08T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:53:13.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBW!: Suffering Sassafras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SCPK3JsWKhI/AAAAAAAAAWk/oI9NF2dsYKw/s1600-h/sufferingsassafrasmedium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SCPK3JsWKhI/AAAAAAAAAWk/oI9NF2dsYKw/s320/sufferingsassafrasmedium.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198221443759221266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&amp;upt=book&amp;ubid=884"&gt;Big, Blooming &amp; Wild!: Suffering Sassafras&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.michellehasker.com"&gt;Michelle Hasker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cover art by Bryan Keller&lt;br /&gt;ISBN (13): 978-1-59596-972-9&lt;br /&gt;Genre(s): Paranormal, Sci-Fi, BDSM&lt;br /&gt;Theme(s): Interracial, Ménage, Bisexual and More, Shapeshifters, BBW&lt;br /&gt;Series: &lt;a href="http://www.changelingpress.com/catalog.php?upt=book&amp;ufilter=series&amp;sid=187"&gt;Big, Blooming &amp; Wild! Multi-Author&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Length: Novella&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayle gave up looking for love when she left the big city for the mountains in North Pennsylvania. She finds it ironic that once she settles into her new home she meets two of the sexiest men she’s ever seen. Men she could love. She'd been with more handsome men when she'd been a plus-sized model, but these two have a sex appeal she can’t resist -- until she stumbles upon them making love in their backyard. Deciding the only way to get over them is to hide from them, she does just that. She gets away with it too, until the men decide enough is enough and they come to visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-4544604067018788035?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/4544604067018788035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=4544604067018788035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/4544604067018788035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/4544604067018788035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/05/bbw-suffering-sassafras.html' title='BBW!: Suffering Sassafras'/><author><name>Michelle Hasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314021070323238307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10087993370994940940'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SCPK3JsWKhI/AAAAAAAAAWk/oI9NF2dsYKw/s72-c/sufferingsassafrasmedium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-8876631043552054374</id><published>2008-05-07T12:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:53:14.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aliya Baban and the Cave of Pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SCIIbku_WYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/CRNVw7Rxsl4/s1600-h/AliyaBaban.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SCIIbku_WYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/CRNVw7Rxsl4/s320/AliyaBaban.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197726189749229954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Author: &lt;a href="http://www.barron-chronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melinda Barron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: &lt;a href="http://www.resplendencepublishing.com/m8_view_item.html?m8:item=36-201-107-402-4"&gt;Aliya Baban and the Cave of Pleasure, A Desires of the Lamp Tale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover art by Rika Singh&lt;br /&gt;Available from&lt;a href="http://www.resplendencepublishing.com/"&gt; Resplendence Publishing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Erotic, Paranormal, Ménage&lt;br /&gt;Heat level: Fire Opal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurb:&lt;br /&gt;Advertising agent Aliya Baban is beautiful with a capital B. Unfortunately, she’s also a witch with a capital B. In her twenty-eight years of life, she’s managed to offend almost every woman she has ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she doesn’t care, really. That’s just the way life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When her boss tells her to get the Cave of Pleasure account, or else get a new job, Aliya takes her party invitation—and the strange lamp she’s received—and attends the nightclub’s grand opening, ready to do battle for her livelihood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matuse is more than just the owner of the Cave of Pleasure… he’s a pleasure Djinni. And Aliya has rubbed his lamp. For the next thirty days, she belongs to him. Though he intends to bring intense pleasure to her body, it’s also his job to make sure his "she-devil" changes her wicked ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Matuse be able to help Aliya overcome her painful past? Or will Aliya fail to make the five heartfelt apologies she needs to make to the five women she has hurt the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-8876631043552054374?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/8876631043552054374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=8876631043552054374&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/8876631043552054374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/8876631043552054374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/05/aliya-baban-and-cave-of-plesure.html' title='Aliya Baban and the Cave of Pleasure'/><author><name>Melinda Barron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07970549767020741139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12362733425957398860'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SCIIbku_WYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/CRNVw7Rxsl4/s72-c/AliyaBaban.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-3180391372838199054</id><published>2008-05-07T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:53:14.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serving The Sword</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SCIH7Uu_WXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vedZLqRNrbk/s1600-h/Sword+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SCIH7Uu_WXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vedZLqRNrbk/s320/Sword+cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197725635698448754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Author: &lt;a href="http://www.barron-chronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melinda Barron&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: &lt;a href="http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&amp;amp;upt=book&amp;amp;ubid=835"&gt;Serving the Sword: Doms of the Round Table&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN (13): 978-1-59596-968-2&lt;br /&gt;Cover art by Bryan  Keller&lt;br /&gt;Available at Changeling Press&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurb:&lt;br /&gt;Serving the sword… serving the king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen Montgomery is on a much-needed vacation in England, taking in the sights, when she visits a castle that promotes itself as the home of Camelot. When she touches the sword in the stone, she starts hallucinating about a very dominant man urging her to come to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transported into another reality when she pulls the sword from its home, Gwen quickly realizes there's nothing imaginary about the handsome King of Bregonia. He challenges her at every turn, making her want to submit willingly to his passion. Something she refuses to give in to. Despite her growing feelings for him, she knows she can’t stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Élan rules his lands, and his submissives, with an iron fist. No one would dare refuse him in any way. No one except Gwen. Haunted by dreams of the fiery redhead, he finds a way to bring her to his world. Now he just has to convince her to stay. Too bad nothing is as easy as it seems. Can their love keep them safe through the trials ahead, or will their bond be severed by the cold stroke of the sword?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-3180391372838199054?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/3180391372838199054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=3180391372838199054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/3180391372838199054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/3180391372838199054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/05/serving-sword.html' title='Serving The Sword'/><author><name>Melinda Barron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07970549767020741139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12362733425957398860'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m7B6S3Ex8to/SCIH7Uu_WXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vedZLqRNrbk/s72-c/Sword+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389138949741647841.post-2486884073670292777</id><published>2008-05-06T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:53:14.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bodyguard: Sorin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SCC5fFMjGWI/AAAAAAAAAWU/DcSAGakXIVc/s1600-h/MH_TheBodyguardSorin_coverlg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SCC5fFMjGWI/AAAAAAAAAWU/DcSAGakXIVc/s320/MH_TheBodyguardSorin_coverlg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197357913607444834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author: &lt;a href="http://www.michellehasker.com"&gt;Michelle Hasker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title:  &lt;a href="http://www.loose-id.com/detail.aspx?ID=710"&gt;The Bodyguard: Sorin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 978-1-59632-692-7&lt;br /&gt;Cover Artist: Croco Designs&lt;br /&gt;Price: $4.99&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurb:&lt;br /&gt;With not just her job on the line, but the love of her life, this will be Kayla's hardest mission yet. Unfortunately it's not her last mission. Once she's captured or killed Sorin's enemy she'll have to go on to another assignment, so why not have as much fun as she can? But when evil strikes, Kayla realizes there's more at stake than completing her mission. Without Sorin, she'll have nothing. Now she knows leaving Sorin will be the hardest thing she'll ever have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: Exhibitionism, ménage (m/f/m), spanking, violence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8389138949741647841-2486884073670292777?l=authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/feeds/2486884073670292777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8389138949741647841&amp;postID=2486884073670292777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/2486884073670292777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8389138949741647841/posts/default/2486884073670292777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://authorsoferoticromance.blogspot.com/2008/05/bodyguard-sorin.html' title='The Bodyguard: Sorin'/><author><name>Michelle Hasker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12314021070323238307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='10087993370994940940'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kNDf9FMSOg/SCC5fFMjGWI/AAAAAAAAAWU/DcSAGakXIVc/s72-c/MH_TheBodyguardSorin_coverlg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>