Showing posts with label White Hot Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label White Hot Christmas. Show all posts

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Excerpt: Stripping Christmas by Zenobia Renquist

And here's a blast from Christmas past with the Changeling Press White Hot Christmas multi-author series...

Stripping Christmas by Zenobia Renquist
Stripping Christmas
White Hot Christmas (multi-author series)
by Zenobia Renquist

Publisher: Changeling Press
Genre: Erotic Romance, Paranormal/Urban Fantasy, Fey/Elves, Interracial, Magic, Christmas
Price: On sale for 99¢ for the month of December at Changeling Press only!

Alex is firmly on the naughty list, and she wants Santa to join her.

Alex thought she was going to a job. Instead she ends up marrying the heir to the title of Santa Claus. The vows have been said and cannot be taken back, even if Alex isn’t the ideal bride Kris was hoping for to re-energize the powers of the House of Kringle. But Alex is about to teach him that being a little naughty — or a lot — can go a long way.

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EXCERPT

Alex wasn’t going to get anywhere arguing about the marriage thing. She tried a different tactic. “What website?”

Kris walked over to a large desk. Alex followed him. Kris pulled up the website in question and gestured to it. “It seemed the perfect place to find my bride after searching this past year to no avail.”

Alex rolled her eyes at the title of the site -- Finding Your Perfect Mrs. Claus. It was her boss’s idea of getting into the holiday spirit. She said, “Show me what you clicked on to get to me.”

The page had two buttons -- one said Naughty and the other said Nice. Naughty referred to strippers who did full nudity, while Nice referred to strippers who went down to a string bikini.

Kris clicked the Nice button, which led to a page of pictures. Alex’s picture was the last on the page. Kris said, “I looked through all of the girls and found you the most desirable as my wife.” He clicked on her picture and loaded a page featuring stats about Alex -- age, height, weight, likes, etc -- and a vid of Alex wearing a Mrs. Claus ball gown while handing out presents to a room full of happy men.

Gesturing to the vid, Kris said, “You are a bringer of joy. Looking at this video confirmed you would be my perfect wife. I paid the dowry and here you are.”

Alex snorted. “Dowry, huh?” He had to mean the private party fee to have her strip on location.

“It was a small sum, but I paid it gladly.”

“Did you click on the button that says more?” She pointed to the bottom right of the screen.

Kris clicked the button. Another page loaded, showing the second half of the vid that had started on the previous page. It showed Alex ripping open her Mrs. Claus breakaway dress to the hooting and hollering of the men who had just gotten her presents. She danced on and around a pole while men stuffed money down her bra and panties.

Alex watched as Kris turned pale and his ears drooped until they were almost folded in half. His look of horror returned.

“What… what are you doing? This is naughty. This is extremely naughty. No wife of the House of Kringle should do such things as this.”

“Next time click the more button,” Alex said with a shrug. “Look, Kris. It’s no big if you don’t want me here. I’ll talk to my boss and get your money back. We can chalk this up to a fun mistake and go about our lives. Just tell Noël to bring the car around and take me home.”

“You cannot go home.”

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Also available: ARe | Kindle | Nook

Read full first chapter online: http://drb1stchp.com/2011/12/stripping-christmas-by-zenobia-renquist/

~ Zenobia
--
Zenobia Renquist
Discover Different and Unique Romance
http://about.me/zenobiarenquist

Get Lost in the Christmas Glow! (Hot Excerpt!)




Cover art: Reneé George
BIN: 06091-01955
Genre(s): Urban Fantasy, Hot Flashes, Erotic Romance
Theme(s): Magic, Seasonal Themes, Elves, Dragons & Magical Creatures
Series: Santa's Helpers (#6)
Length: Hot Flash
Page Count: 30

Buy This Book for $2.99

 
 And now for an excerpt!!

"I'm glad." Well, glad until her time ran out. Pixie flattened her hands on his chest. His wish had come true. She couldn't hold back the smile any longer. She pushed that thought aside. She'd worry about the deadline later.
"This sounds crazy, but I've dreamt of this moment." Nitro cupped her cheek. "More nights than I care to admit." He lowered his lips to hers.
Pixie huddled against him and melted into his kiss. Sparks shot along her nerve endings. Heat from his touch seared her from within. She inched closer to him and raked her fingers down his back. A whimper escaped her lips.
Nitro swallowed the whimper but broke their connection first. He rested his forehead on hers. A thin band of brown ringed the black in his eyes. Pink tinged his cheeks. "I want to strip you down and learn every inch of you."
"We're supposed to be somewhere."
"In my room," he replied.
"Glow concert."
Nitro recoiled a bit but didn't let her go. "It's sold out and I don't know that I want to leave this apartment. How do I know you won't disappear the moment we get into the hallway?"
Pixie handed him the package she'd hidden behind her back. "This is for us."
Nitro took the package from her hands. "Right now, the only present I need is you." He eased her back into his arms. "I've waited a long time for this. Never expected to hold you." He threaded his fingers into her hair. God he could get lost in the gold and green flecks in her eyes.
She stared up at him through her lashes. "Kiss me?"
"With pleasure." Nitro lowered his head and suckled her bottom lip into his mouth. The scent of peppermint floated around him. He smoothed one hand along her spine and cupped the back of her skull with the other.
Pixie whimpered into his mouth. She clutched his shirt and rocked her hips. Each tiny movement sent shivers from his cock to his heart. He'd imagined this moment so many times. No more waiting.
He broke the kiss first. "Want you," he puffed.
Pixie nodded. "Yeah." She shoved her hands under his shirt and raked her nails down his chest.
Nitro groaned and inched her to the closest wall. He captured her mouth once more and tangled his tongue with hers. She tasted as sweet as she smelled. He moved his hands up under her short skirt and hooked his fingers in her panties. He ran his thumbs over the fabric -- silk. Nice. He eased the panties down her hips.
Pixie whimpered and broke the kiss. She wrapped one leg around his waist and rubbed against him. Nitro groaned. Holy hell, yes. He placed her on her feet long enough to pop the button on his fly and work the zipper on his jeans. He freed himself. Shit. They needed a condom. Sure, he wasn't about to sleep with anyone else but that didn't mean much. Protection was protection.
"Just a moment." He left her against the wall and raced to the bathroom where he kept the condoms. Geez. Smooth wasn't his forte. He strode back into the living room and stopped short. Pixie had unzipped the front of her dress, giving him a delicious view of her lace-covered breasts. Damn. His mouth watered.
He moved across the room and captured her in his arms. Nitro inched the strap of her bra down her shoulder. Pixie arched her back, offering herself to him. "Please?"
Her one-word plead cut right through him. Nitro suckled on her nipple, rolling the tight bead in his mouth. Pixie clawed at him again. She grabbed the condom from him and rolled it down his dick. He shivered at her touch.
God, it was going too fast. The whole coupling seemed to be flying by, but hell, he couldn't slow down. He needed her too much.
Nitro hoisted her against his chest and pinned her between his body and the wall.
"Yes," she murmured. "Want you."
 
 
 
 
 

 
And now for an excerpt!


Megan Slayer - Sometimes It's Fun to Squirm
"Ms. Slayer has penned a fast-paced, action packed story with engaging characters and uninhibited passion." BlackRaven's Reviews

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Christmas Glow and Great Tunes!




I love Christmas. It's the best time of the year. Why ? Everyone is generally in a good mood and the joy of giving is everywhere. In my story, Christmas Glow is about giving in to wishes and believing your deepest desire can come true. Nitro Hicks loves spinning records. Heck, if he had his way, he'd never leave the studio booth. But he's got to if he wants to see the bad he loves live. Who is this band? Glow! He's over the moon for those hard songs with the rollicking bass and the love songs filled with soul and over the top lyrics. But the best part of the band? The girl he met at their Cleveland concert. Pixie. She's nothing like the women he's dated. She's shy and sweet, but so beautiful. He's entranced by her, but once the music stopped, she left. Was she a dream? Nope. He found her via a Glow chat and forum. She's an elf and works for the guy at the North Pole. Some guys might run from a challenge. Nitro? He's open to the challenge of seeing her again. But this bad boy hasn't been on the nice list since he was two. Can this bady boy reform himself for the love of a elfin woman or is he destined to spend his days spinning the records that makes the rest of the world fall in love? Want to find out? Read Christmas Glow!

Santa's Helpers: Christmas Glow

by Megan SlayerCover art: Reneé George
BIN: 06091-01955
Genre(s): Urban Fantasy, Hot Flashes, Erotic Romance
Theme(s): Magic, Seasonal Themes, Elves, Dragons & Magical Creatures
Series: Santa's Helpers (#6)
Length: Hot Flash
Page Count: 30

Buy This Book for $2.99

Megan Slayer - Sometimes It's Fun to Squirm
"Ms. Slayer has penned a fast-paced, action packed story with engaging characters and uninhibited passion." BlackRaven's Reviews

Punk Bears and Christmas Snow ~ Dreams Come True

Do you love a white hot romance? One that's a little off the beaten path? Then Christmas Glow might be the book for you. I've always liked writing second chance stories and when Pixie and Nitro spoke to me, I had to tell their story. Now you might have seen title and wondered why I mentioned punk bears. Grin. Pixie is in charge of the Teddy Bear department up at the North Pole. She's also known for taking liberties with the bears. Sure, she's got bears that are the traditional colors and styles, but she also loves to think outside the box. Some of her bears have mowhawks. Some are green. Some have rhinestones and others have studs. The best part of it all, as much as Santa might complain, the bears are a big hit. Kids and adults request them. So this year she's allowed one wish. Yes. Santa gives his elves a wish and hers is to see Glow. You don't know Glow? They are only the biggest punk band out now. Anyway, she wants to see them. Oh, and the guy she met while at the one and only concert she attended. Will Santa give in and grant her request? Will Nitro still be interested? And will they both get their heart's desire? You'll have to read Christmas Glow to find out!
 

Santa's Helpers: Christmas Glow

by Megan SlayerCover art: Reneé George
BIN: 06091-01955
Genre(s): Urban Fantasy, Hot Flashes, Erotic Romance
Theme(s): Magic, Seasonal Themes, Elves, Dragons & Magical Creatures
Series: Santa's Helpers (#6)
Length: Hot Flash
Page Count: 30

Buy This Book for $2.99

Megan Slayer - Sometimes It's Fun to Squirm
"Ms. Slayer has penned a fast-paced, action packed story with engaging characters and uninhibited passion." BlackRaven's Reviews

Friday, December 16, 2011

Winners From the White Hot Christmas Party!

Want to know who scored the loot? Here's the names!

Missy Carter - mnjcarter
Nancy Gilliland - nancyg5997
Patti P - musicalfrog
Debby - debby236

Each gets a pdf of their choice from Changeling Press. Congrats ladies!!

And thanks to all the WHC Christmas authors who participated. We had quite a good turn out and a LOT of fun. Thanks to Goddess Fish for letting us party. Sorry if we left punch stains or forgot to sweep up the crumbs. We'll send a Cabana boy or two to help out.

Happy sales and Happy Holidays!

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Wrapping It Up

It's been great hanging out with everyone at Goddess Fish Party Pavilion. Thanks for having us. I wanted to wrap this up and say goodnight to everyone with more Christmas carol parodies of the naughty nature:


Walking Around in Women's Underwear:



Nuttin' For Christmas



And no Christmas celebration is complete without lights:


Carol of the Bells - Trans Siberian Orchestra



Wizards in Winter - Trans Siberian Orchestra



Hope everyone has a very Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Yule, and for every other holiday I missed (because I know I missed some) please enjoy the winter/gift-giving holiday season.

--
Zenobia Renquist
Discover Different and Unique Romance
http://zenobiarenquist.com
Caveat Emptor Series - Follow three couples as they struggle with love during a vampire-mage war.

Inspiration: Stripping Christmas by Zenobia Renquist

My inspiration for Stripping Christmas is very simple -- Margaret Riley. Yup, the owner of Changeling Press put it in my head. In September, she sent out a call for Christmas titles to fit the theme of White Hot Christmas. In this call she stressed having a story that involved more than a hooker in a naughty Mrs. Claus outfit.

At the time, I was stuck in NYC waiting for a train home to Baltimore, MD. I had nothing else better to do but let the idea of hookers in Mrs. Claus outfits run through my head. Of course, I couldn't have a story with that so my mind made the leap to strippers in naughty Mrs. Claus outfits. And then what if that stripper married Santa by mistake.

From there the story was born. I had the whole thing plotted out by the time I got home. I had over half of it written the very next day before I even got approval for the proposal. It was submitted the following week.

And of course when I think of naughty girls and Santa, I always hear Santa Baby playing in the background. So here's one my favorite versions of this song:

Madonna - Santa Baby



--
Zenobia Renquist
Discover Different and Unique Romance
http://zenobiarenquist.com
Caveat Emptor Series - Follow three couples as they struggle with love during a vampire-mage war.

Cassidy's here!

Better late than never, right? I'm excited to see my fellow Changeling authors here, and boy have they been heating up the room.

I was very lucky to have my story Christmas Stalkings included in the White Hot Christmas lineup at Changeling this year.

I hope you'll enjoy the antics of my deliciously naughty elf, Henry, as he tries to get back into the North Pole's good graces after some of his not-made-for-kids toys go a little haywire. Here's a little taste of the madness:

White Hot Christmas: Christmas Stalkings
by Cassidy McKay

What's a Christmas Elf to do when he wants to sex up the North Pole a bit? Make adult toys, of course!

When Henry's Elven magic goes awry, Santa's workshop will never be the same.

White Hot Christmas: Christmas Stalkings by Cassidy  McKay

Henry removed his socks, took a quick sniff and shrugged, then hung them on the windowsill. They looked oddly out of place in an apartment that had little to recommend it for the holiday season.

A siren wailed in the distance, quickly blending into the background noise of the city. Tilting his head, the Elf considered the implications of a siren, then ignored it. It's not really breaking and entering if I didn't break anything to enter, right?

He rummaged through several of his pockets to bring out a Christmas tree-shaped air freshener, brushed the lint off, and hung it on the window between the stockings with a little suction cup.

With a twinkle of his eye and a gentle twist to his left nipple ring, a bright purple pulse of magic surrounded the items and then faded away. He squinted, looking closer. It couldn't have been purple. Christmas magic is supposed to be red and green.

He stood back to stare at his makeshift decorations. For a disbarred Elf, he hadn't done too badly. At least The Claus hadn't taken away his magic... yet. The hearing wasn't until after the New Year, anyway.

His last attempt to bring a little joy into people's lives rushed back as if it were only yesterday. Then he smiled in wry humor -- it was only yesterday! But Holy Pointed Elven Ears, what a day...

* * *

Henry really hadn't meant to cause a ruckus in the Toy Shoppe. He'd just tried to sex up the place a little bit. Everyone seemed to think Christmas Elves were little green androgynous drones with pointy ears, endlessly building toys for good little boys and girls.

Not Henry. Well, he did have the pointy ears, and he did like to build toys. But he really preferred adult toys. He'd brought some of his new inventions to work to present to Mr. and Mrs. Claus and the Approval Committee. Unfortunately, his magic was rather unpredictable at best -- and the toys he invented were made with magic.

Foregoing the simple red and green Christmas magic Elves usually used to make toys, he preferred using the rarer, more dangerous purple magic -- the kind adult Elves used in secret. However, his attempts at building toys using either type of magic didn't always make them work the way they were intended to, no matter how good his intentions.

Yesterday's incident probably fell into the "Worse than disastrous" category. He'd finally been invited to show the Committee his inventions. He was nervous, but he'd put on a good face, even when minor things started going haywire. Things went from bad to worse faster than a reindeer could land on a rooftop.

First, Santa reached into the sack on the table before the Committee and brought out what looked like a toy statue. The tiny female figure it portrayed was buxom, to say the least. The old man's eyebrows rose and his glasses slipped down his nose when he noticed her black leather corset, short skirt and thigh-high leather boots. Santa's brows knit together and he glanced at Henry, ignoring the Elf's frantic scrambling to grab the statue.

"No Santa, don't push that button, I haven't fixed it yet..."

Santa pushed the button on the back of the statue.

In the twinkle of an eye and a whirl of purple sparkling magic, the outfit disappeared from the statue, leaving a fully developed, anatomically correct doll, complete with pierced nipples and neatly shaven pubes.

Henry watched as Santa's mouth dropped open in shock and the old man's knit brows whipped into a furious frown. "Henry!"

"Santa, I can explain..."

The loud, shared gasp coming from the Committee cut Henry's explanation short. Santa turned quicker than a wink to see his formerly demure wife now dressed in the wicked outfit that had just been on the doll.

The black leather gear revealed a savagely curved, white-haired, vintage sex goddess worthy of hours of devoted worship. The lethal-looking whip dangling from her hand only added to the spicy image.

Santa's tenting pants told Henry he noticed, too. More tents arose from the Committee. Could this be a tentative approval?

Mrs. Claus cautiously moved the whip in her hand, watching it writhe with the slightest touch. A naughty smile curved her lips as she gave the whip a swift crack, landing a satisfying snap near Santa. She raised an eyebrow, looking first at Henry, then the doll, and finally at her husband advancing toward her with a telltale twinkle in his eye.

Henry suddenly remembered the other magic he'd installed with the doll. Attitude Plus. Inhibitions zero. "Uhm, Santa? You might want to reconsider..."

"Shut up, Henry," Mr. and Mrs. Claus said in tandem, their eyes locked on one another.

Mrs. Claus turned toward the door, her deliciously shaped ass outlined in smooth black leather. She walked away in the fuck-me-heeled boots as if born to lead, striding forward with a swinging gait as the leather skirt danced around the top of her dimpled thighs. She turned the lock on the Committee door with a quiet snick.


ISBN: 978-1-60521-740-6
Formats Available:
HTML, Adobe PDF, EPub
MobiPocket, Microsoft Reader


All rights reserved.
Copyright (c)2011 Cassidy McKay

A Great Ending! (RATED R)

For my last post of the day, I thought I'd post some great Christmas endings. Not story endings... that would be too... well, expected. Nope. I'm talking about Christmas trimmings for the body. Why? Because it's fun!!!


Not only do they have the words from the story on them, the Grinch is just wonderful. Okay, he's early on a poop, but yanno, shows even if you have a grinchy personality or a hinky sense of humor like me, these are perfect!!


Now I say we find a few of the Cabana Boys (or all of them) and issue these as standard uniform for the Christmas season. They can play Santa and we can sit on the available laps. Thoughts? Martinis? Rose wine?


And for the end, there's these. You can hide the essentials and use the tassles for a little extra fun until the britches come off. Tickle play!!!

Now I hope you've enjoyed my posts for the day. I hope you're interested in reading Wrapped Around and checking out the other books on my back list. I've enjoyed taking part in the party and hope to do more in the future. Enjoy!

White Hot Christmas: Wrapped Around

Christmas is the time to come together -- with candy, shiny paper, and lots of white-hot sex.

Luc loves his role fronting the band Glow. He loves the adoration of the fans, the energy in the crowd, but it's Christmas. No one likes a Christmas alone.

Taygan's free spirit resists taming--except when it comes to Luc. Luc's one hundred percent human. Taygan is all air elemental. He needs his space and freedom, but he'll do whatever it takes to make Luc happy, including giving up his space and freedom to make Luc's holiday one he'll never forget--complete with the real Santa, peppermint candy, and lots of hot sex.

Contains a little rope play, some devious play with a peppermint stick, oh and lots of manlove.

About Megan:
When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don't seem to mind.
When she's not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school.

She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best.

Currently hanging out every Wednesday and Friday at the Menagerie Authors site, hunting Hotties for the Saturday posts, and working on the next great story brewing in her head!

The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite--on command.


Find her at:

http://www.wendizwaduk.com/indexMegan.htm
http://theauthormeganslayer.blogspot.com/
http://menagerieauthors.blogspot.com/
www.menagerieauthors.com
Friend her on FaceBook and Follow her on Twitter!

White Hot Christmas Punch to Share!

Thought I'd share a fun recipe I use every year at Christmas. Why? It's easy, simple, and everyone likes it. Oh and it's healthy, too!

1 bottle Sprite/7 Up (can be diet or caffeine free)
1 bottle Cranberry juice (can also use Cran-Grape, Cran-Apple, or whatever other Juice you'd like)
1 pkg frozen whole strawberries

Mix all three together and enjoy. The strawberries make great and healthy ice cubes that you can eat. AND you can add any spirit of you choice (White Wine is fun in this recipe) and make it a not for the kiddies drink!

Enjoy!!!

White Hot Christmas: Wrapped Around

Christmas is the time to come together -- with candy, shiny paper, and lots of white-hot sex.

Luc loves his role fronting the band Glow. He loves the adoration of the fans, the energy in the crowd, but it's Christmas. No one likes a Christmas alone.

Taygan's free spirit resists taming--except when it comes to Luc. Luc's one hundred percent human. Taygan is all air elemental. He needs his space and freedom, but he'll do whatever it takes to make Luc happy, including giving up his space and freedom to make Luc's holiday one he'll never forget--complete with the real Santa, peppermint candy, and lots of hot sex.

Contains a little rope play, some devious play with a peppermint stick, oh and lots of manlove.

About Megan:
When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don't seem to mind.
When she's not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school.

She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best.

Currently hanging out every Wednesday and Friday at the Menagerie Authors site, hunting Hotties for the Saturday posts, and working on the next great story brewing in her head!

The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite--on command.


Find her at:

http://www.wendizwaduk.com/indexMegan.htm
http://theauthormeganslayer.blogspot.com/
http://menagerieauthors.blogspot.com/
www.menagerieauthors.com
Friend her on FaceBook and Follow her on Twitter!

Adult Excerpt: Stripping Christmas by Zenobia Renquist

Stripping Christmas
White Hot Christmas (multi-author series)
by Zenobia Renquist

Changeling Press

eBook ISBN: 978-1-60521-716-1
Genre: Erotic Romance, Paranormal/Urban Fantasy, Fey/Elves, Interracial, Magic, Christmas
Price: $2.99/US

Alex is firmly on the naughty list, and she wants Santa to join her.

Alex thought she was going to a job. Instead she ends up marrying the heir to the title of Santa Claus. The vows have been said and cannot be taken back, even if Alex isn't the ideal bride Kris was hoping for to re-energize the powers of the House of Kringle. But Alex is about to teach him that being a little naughty -- or a lot -- can go a long way.


Buy Now: http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=1740

EXCERPT:

Alex wasn’t going to get anywhere arguing about the marriage thing. She tried a different tactic. “What website?”
Kris walked over to a large desk. Alex followed him. Kris pulled up the website in question and gestured to it. “It seemed the perfect place to find my bride after searching this past year to no avail.”
Alex rolled her eyes at the title of the site -- Finding Your Perfect Mrs. Claus. It was her boss’s idea of getting into the holiday spirit. She said, “Show me what you clicked on to get to me.”
The page had two buttons -- one said Naughty and the other said Nice. Naughty referred to strippers who did full nudity, while Nice referred to strippers who went down to a string bikini.
Kris clicked the Nice button, which led to a page of pictures. Alex’s picture was the last on the page. Kris said, “I looked through all of the girls and found you the most desirable as my wife.” He clicked on her picture and loaded a page featuring stats about Alex -- age, height, weight, likes, etc -- and a vid of Alex wearing a Mrs. Claus ball gown while handing out presents to a room full of happy men.
Gesturing to the vid, Kris said, “You are a bringer of joy. Looking at this video confirmed you would be my perfect wife. I paid the dowry and here you are.”
Alex snorted. “Dowry, huh?” He had to mean the private party fee to have her strip on location.
“It was a small sum, but I paid it gladly.”
“Did you click on the button that says more?” She pointed to the bottom right of the screen.
Kris clicked the button. Another page loaded, showing the second half of the vid that had started on the previous page. It showed Alex ripping open her Mrs. Claus breakaway dress to the hooting and hollering of the men who had just gotten her presents. She danced on and around a pole while men stuffed money down her bra and panties.
Alex watched as Kris turned pale and his ears drooped until they were almost folded in half. His look of horror returned.
“What… what are you doing? This is naughty. This is extremely naughty. No wife of the House of Kringle should do such things as this.”
“Next time click the more button,” Alex said with a shrug. “Look, Kris. It’s no big if you don’t want me here. I’ll talk to my boss and get your money back. We can chalk this up to a fun mistake and go about our lives. Just tell Noël to bring the car around and take me home.”
“You cannot go home.”

--
Zenobia Renquist
Discover Different and Unique Romance
http://zenobiarenquist.com
Caveat Emptor Series - Follow three couples as they struggle with love during a vampire-mage war.

Stranded!

Can you think of anything worse than being stranded in a strange city for the Holidays? Gretchen sure can't. The only saving grace is that she's there with her sexy hubby Ross. Then they meet Dave who offers to share his hotel suite with them...

Blurb:
Stranded in Vegas was not how Gretchen had planned to spend her Christmas, but that's exactly what's happened to her and hubby Russ. Just when she thinks it couldn't get worse, a stranger trips over their luggage and sends its contents flying. It turns out their stranger,http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif Dave, is in Vegas for the holiday and he has a suite he's willing to share.

Can this threesome turn a Christmas disaster into a Christmas delight?

Read an excerpt and buy your copy here.

Happy Holidays and a wonderful New Year to you all!

Sean Michael writing as S. Michael
www.seanmichaelwrites.com

Wrapped Around - EXCERPT!! (RATED Rrrrrrrrr)

Thought this hour I'd share an excerpt from Wrapped Around. The hotter the better always works in my book, so why not do it here, too? Yeah, thought so.

Here's a tidbit from Wrapped Around:
"Merry Christmas, Luc."

Luc froze. He knew the voice. Taygan. But how? Tay was in Alaska fishing for crab or lobster or something. He turned and his heart clogged fast in his throat. "Fuck me sideways with a candy cane and use a rope."

The smile on Tay's lips lit up his blue eyes. "Actually, I wanted you to do the tying and fucking, but not with the candy cane. I don't like being sugary sticky -- well, not yet anyway."

No matter how fast his brain worked, Luc couldn't process the scene, Tay's appearance, or his words. It might be Christmas and the season for miracles, but this had to be a stunt or a game. He glanced around the room for a projector or some other means to project Tay's image into the room. Tay standing before him could not be fucking real.

"Luc?"

Luc snapped his attention to Taygan. The wind elemental didn't stay in one place. His element dictated he keep moving and following the currents. Could he weather another current sweeping Tay out of his life?

"You're looking at me like I'm a ghost." Tay bowed his head. "I'm here to both serve and pleasure you." He held out his hands, offering a box wrapped in bright red paper. "Here's my gift to you."

Luc hesitated for a split second. He shouldn't want Taygan as much as he did. Tell that to his heart. He crossed the gap between them in mere moments. Not to open the gift, but to hold Tay in his arms. He placed his hands on Tay's cheeks, forcing Tay to look him in the eye.

"Santa brought what I wanted." Tears burned behind his eyes. "Don't know how he knew, but he did." Just don't leave again.

"Are you glad?"

Luc shook his head. "Glad? I'm stupefied. I thought you were in Alaska learning to crab fish or whatever it was you were doing."

"I learned. Sort of." Tay shrugged. He'd have to work his ass off to make Luc see he wasn't back on a fluke or because he got bored. "I got lonely and realized my element isn't the only beacon in my life. I want to be wherever you are."

"But --"

Tay couldn't help himself and bridged the gap between them. He placed the box in Luc's hands and pressed a kiss to his lips. The scratch of Luc's stubble bit into Tay's cheek, and he loved every moment of it. He licked the seam of Luc's mouth, needing more from Luc. Luc tensed, then placed his hand on Tay's hip, drawing him closer. He sighed, allowing Tay deeper. Taygan groaned. Luc tasted of man, spice and sweat, the perfect combination.

Luc broke the kiss first. "Need you."

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White Hot Christmas: Wrapped Around

Christmas is the time to come together -- with candy, shiny paper, and lots of white-hot sex.

Luc loves his role fronting the band Glow. He loves the adoration of the fans, the energy in the crowd, but it's Christmas. No one likes a Christmas alone.

Taygan's free spirit resists taming--except when it comes to Luc. Luc's one hundred percent human. Taygan is all air elemental. He needs his space and freedom, but he'll do whatever it takes to make Luc happy, including giving up his space and freedom to make Luc's holiday one he'll never forget--complete with the real Santa, peppermint candy, and lots of hot sex.

Contains a little rope play, some devious play with a peppermint stick, oh and lots of manlove.

About Megan:
When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don't seem to mind.
When she's not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school.

She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best.

Currently hanging out every Wednesday and Friday at the Menagerie Authors site, hunting Hotties for the Saturday posts, and working on the next great story brewing in her head!

The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite--on command.


Find her at:

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More Naughty From Zenobia

Christmas just isn't fun without carols. But why settle for the same boring carols you always hear when you can listen to parodies. Here's some of my favorite Christmas carol parodies of 12 Days of Christmas:

Straight No Chaser - 12 Days of Christmas



Bob Rivers - 12 Pains of Christmas



Allan Sherman - 12 Days of Christmas



Jeff Foxworthy - Redneck 12 Days of Christmas


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Zenobia Renquist
Discover Different and Unique Romance
http://zenobiarenquist.com
Caveat Emptor Series - Follow three couples as they struggle with love during a vampire-mage war.

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Christmas is White Hot


If you write holiday stories, Christmas comes early. My Christmas stories are written
in summer, when the sun is high and the days are hot. I love the images of
falling snow, hanging icicles and lighted Christmas trees. I think of cozy
mountain cabins with logs burning in the fireplace.

I like to take my hero and heroine out of the cities and the suburbs and isolate them in snow-covered mountains and forests. I’ve written three holiday books for Changeling Press: Canine Christmas, Canine Call and Canine Cop.

As you can see there’s a theme developing. I love writing paranormal stories about werewolves and their Christmas adventures. This year the images of falling snow and a cozy cabin didn’t
inspire me, but watching a news story about soldiers serving in Special Forces did. An idea began to spin in my brain and I decided to write a story about a female soldier. Sgt. Sezri Adar is a female werewolf who leads her Special Forces werewolf team on a covert operation on Christmas Eve. Wounded, Sezri orders her team back to the helicopter pickup point. Alone in hostile territory, Sezri must survive for the next twenty-four hours and make it to an alternate
pickup point.

But a holiday romance needs a hero, a handsome, brave man with a good heart. Lt. Calix Klatt is human and heading a werewolf Special Forces Unit has been a test of his leadership ability. Now he’s faced with the ultimate challenge: follow protocol by waiting out the holiday and hope Sezri
makes it back alive or put his career on the line and go after the woman he secretly loves.

My heroes are hunky and my stories sexy, but when writing holiday stories I aim to warm the reader’s heart along with other parts. I hope Holiday Moon does both.
Happy Holidays,
BJ

The Wench Who Stole Christmas... And Gave It Back




Have you ever seen that movie, A Christmas Story? Call me Ralphie Parker, complete with odd ill-fitting pink Bunny Suit and all. Usually this time of year, life has triple dog dared me to stick my tongue to the holiday pole- no pun intended- and idiot me does it.
I mean how many times must I hear barking dogs singing Jingle Bells? Don't even get me started on George Michael's This Christmas or Madonna's Santa Baby. This time of year you can't even go to the store for garbage bags without being beat over the head with holiday music. And this started in October! October people! Poor Halloween never stood a chance. And still I go, fighting the hordes to get things the family needs and a few things that they want, with a fake smile on my face, winching inside as Crabs for Christmas- a Baltimore favorite- plays over the radio.
Then there is dodging family members who want me to rise at O' Dark Thirty to stand in line at the local discount store a five dollar toaster. Add to that the flocks of rude people who take over malls, holiday store hires who attack you with odd smelling perfume named after the celebrity of the hour, fruit cake (what did I ever do to you?), inane family members who crawl out of the woodwork for their yearly gossip and eat sessions, every Christmas special known to mankind playing nonstop, (It's a Wonderful Life, I'm pointing at you!), the blinding Christmas Light Competition that takes over my neighborhood every year (I am talking National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation blinding here)... It's enough to make anybody scream, no more holiday cheer, it'll put your eye out!
And then there are the questions, Are you not decorating for the season? Why are you not going caroling? Why don't you try the six inch heels with that elf suit- it happens- Where is your holiday spirit?
My answers are as follows: I am not decorating because I don't want to. Besides, you all have enough lights for me and everyone in the Baltimore Metro area. Yeah, that eclectic bill’s gonna be killer. I am not caroling because I don't want to be responsible for everyone within hearing range going deaf. I understand bleeding from the ears is a bad thing. Why yes I will wear he six-inch heels if you put down the mistletoe belt buckle. And my holiday spirit of choice is Peach Rum. Last time I checked, it was chilling in the fridge.
So according to my usual M.O., I hunker down, duck my head, and try to endure Holiday Cheer Disease until New Years. At least on New Years Eve you have an excuse to get drunk on rum punch and act like an idiot for a few hours, even if you are not in New York watching Dick Clark's Ball drop- no pun intended.
But this year something strange happened. In between getting stomped on at the market for the last holiday spiral cut ham on sale and avoiding the grabby hands of the snot nosed kid dressed like a reindeer, when I was struck with a thought.
What if there were other people like me out there in the world, people who endure the bad holiday egg nog even thought we are lactose intolerant. People who would rather spend time with family instead of running from house party to house party eating bad pumpkin pie with a smile and brushing off bad flirtations from somebody’s work friend who just discovered you write ‘naughty books’ for a living and wonder if you engage in threesomes with strange men and women often. People who smile while resenting the fact that some family members only act kind and give your gifts because of the season, and at any other time would slit your neck with a chin saw the moment your back was turned.
These people, my people, need a voice! Where are our Christmas tales and are we automatically on the naughty list for feeling like this?
Those thoughts, and the pain in my ankle from where that woman clipped me as she made off with the last ham, combined to create Noel, the heroine in Santa’s Claws.
Noel has her reasons for feeling the way she does about the holiday season, and very good reasons they are. And Santa’s machinations don’t give her reason to cry Happy Holiday’s to us all. But Tangels might be the very being to make her holidays more bearable, if a cynical disenchanted woman can bring herself to believe in marauding holidays, Think Tank Elves, and the shadowy figure known as Santa who seems to have his claws in everybody’s business.



Poor Noel, but this is a Stephanie Burke book! Happy ending guaranteed.
So, in the end I will still run from malls and holiday shoppers. I will still smile at people and count the moments until I can escape false cheer. I will fight in the local grocery store for the supplies to make my family a wonderful holiday meal that will create memories that will last a lifetime... while praying for a small zombie apocalypse or a plague of some kind, just enough to drive folks out of town for a few weeks.
And all the while I am enduring the season of giving, I will be thinking about Noel and her story, and her elf- and hot virgin elf sex- and I know that I will survive it too. Hmm, maybe it will be a Happy Holiday Season after all.
Now—lets talk about Valentine’s Day...

What's Under YOUR Santa Suit? (XXX RATED) with Megan Slayer

Heya everyone! Let me introduce myself, I'm Megan Slayer and I got to take part in the White Hot Christmas collection. Talk about a boon! I get to write alongside some fantastic authors and it's all about a kinky Christmas. Couldn't be better!

I thought for my first post of the day, instead of just talking about the book (I'll post that a little later with a SPICY excerpt), I'd talk about something fun with Christmas - SANTA! How many hinky, hunky Santas can I find and what about a story for them. Sounds cool to me. Help out! Maybe you'll be inspired!


A naughty Mrs. Claus? Sounds like a great idea. Maybe we can match her up wiih one of the Santas below. Thoughts?



I'd like this one under my tree. Under, in front of, on the couch beside...yeah, he needs a story of his own...



Think he needs a story? I do. Any ideas? Plot bunnies anyone? And the race is ON!


White Hot Christmas: Wrapped Around

Christmas is the time to come together -- with candy, shiny paper, and lots of white-hot sex.

Luc loves his role fronting the band Glow. He loves the adoration of the fans, the energy in the crowd, but it's Christmas. No one likes a Christmas alone.

Taygan's free spirit resists taming--except when it comes to Luc. Luc's one hundred percent human. Taygan is all air elemental. He needs his space and freedom, but he'll do whatever it takes to make Luc happy, including giving up his space and freedom to make Luc's holiday one he'll never forget--complete with the real Santa, peppermint candy, and lots of hot sex.

Contains a little rope play, some devious play with a peppermint stick, oh and lots of manlove.

About Megan:
When she's not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don't seem to mind.
When she's not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school.

She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best.

Currently hanging out every Wednesday and Friday at the Menagerie Authors site, hunting Hotties for the Saturday posts, and working on the next great story brewing in her head!

The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite--on command.


Find her at:

http://www.wendizwaduk.com/indexMegan.htm
http://theauthormeganslayer.blogspot.com/
http://menagerieauthors.blogspot.com/
www.menagerieauthors.com
Friend her on FaceBook and Follow her on Twitter!