Saturday, December 29, 2007
Me? I'm going back to (hopefully!) move forward...
Happy New Year!
Sunday, December 23, 2007
For this volume, EPPIE Award-winner Alessia Brio brings Will Belegon on board to share editing duties and his poignant perspective as a San Diegan. Dubbed "a straight up duo of walking hedonism," this dynamic writing team has compiled a sizzling collection of poetry & prose.
Your purchase is erotic altruism at its finest! Please check out all the other volumes in this enticing series, including the critically-acclaimed Coming Together: For the Cure, also from Phaze.
Friday, December 21, 2007
Don't forget to stop by. I'll be having contests for my readers!
Friday, December 14, 2007
Fantasies III in GLBT
Phaze in Verse in Poetry
Coming Together for the Cure in Erotica
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
So what does 2008 hold for us? Quite a bit.
January, we've got Kitten 2 coming out. Yep, we're back with Ashley and Shaun, but there's also a secondary romance in this one--just as strong as Ash and Shaun, too.
In February, Shayne has a vampire story coming out called Snap Decision. It's a wild ride, lemme tell ya--especially for the heroine, photographer Ace Cameron. This one is m/f, folks, though if I remember correctly, there are a couple m/m instances. Also in February, Shayne has Guardian coming out. It's a m/m romance, with a few twists thrown in for good measure. ;)
Also in 2008, we have Dreams--two stories in one ebook. You can find out more here. And we have Through the Dark, a wolf story that's just a bit different... Find out more about Grey and Jeremy here.
We're working on a few sequels as well, namely The Duke's Curse, sequel to The Duke's Husband. In this one, Jay and Devon return to England when Jay's mother falls ill. It's then that Jay learns a family secret that chills him to the bone, one that could destroy everything he and Devon have worked for. The Duke's Curse, like its predecessor, will be strong on the romance (as opposed to full of sex), but like The Duke's Husband, the plot is just as strong. We think y'all will like it. ;)
As for me, I'm working on my Urban Phaze story, Repertoire. It's an urban fantasy, set in Cardiff, Wales. This one stars a French horn player of Welsh descent and the Welshman he meets when he begins classes at Cardiff University.
Lord knows there's other stuff we've got coming, so stay tuned to our websites and my blog! :)
The Prince's Angel website
Monday, December 10, 2007
It's not NYT best seller's list, but, I'll take an Amazon ranking. While it probably won’t last long, but I’ve got the PDF screenshot. I’m just not tech savvy enough to generate a JPG of the damn thing.
Title: Potent Spirits
Author: Aurora Black
Now Available at Phaze!
The legendary story of "A Christmas Carol" has never been seen like this!
Quiet and shy Vivian Woods is in love with the devastatingly handsome Caleb Blackwell, a sexy fireman who sets her heart ablaze every night in her dreams, but she's convinced that he doesn't know she exists. She plans to spend another lonely Christmas at home, with thoughts of her secret love to keep warm.
Someone has other plans.
With the help of three hunky spirits, Vivian takes the most erotic and revealing journey of her life. Their sizzling touches on her skin teach her about the passionate, strong woman she really is inside... and a special someone's true feelings. 'Tis the season to make love.
Excerpt #1 (Sensual):
Her lower lip trembled from the lunacy of it all. "What do you want from me?"
His eyes were tender as he held out his hand for her to take.
"All I want is to take away the pain. Come with me."
She could almost feel her mother's presence beside her again, encouraging her.
Go on, honey. Take a chance. Be happy. Live free and open your heart to love.
Vivian placed a trembling hand in his own, and he gently lifted it to his lips.
"You won't regret this," he murmured against her shivering skin. She remained silent as he wrapped his arm around her, leading her to the window. "Look outside, Vivian. What do you see?"
Her dark brown eyes darted over the scene below as she licked her dry lips.
"I see other apartment buildings, cars on the busy streets, falling snow."
The spirit dropped his arm from her shoulders and stepped behind her, his eyes drinking in her beauty. He tenderly stroked her hair as she faced the window. With one hand he brushed away some of her wayward curls, leaning forward to graze his sensual lips against the sensitive nape of her neck.
His breath was warm against her ear, and her eyes fell shut from the sensation.
"Do you know what I see down there? I see people who have purpose in their lives, people who love and are loved in return. I see them racing through the icy wind and snow to get home, back to the warmth of their houses and the company of their loved ones."
His hands trailed down her sides to cradle her hips, pulling her to him. She could feel him growing hard against her ass, and instinctively she pressed back. He let out a soft grunt, his breathing heavy as he slid his hands beneath her pajama top to cup her breasts. His husky voice seduced her as he resumed speaking.
"I can feel the grief and loneliness that you carry in your breast, Vivian. Such a heavy burden for a woman such as you. I sense that you've been burned badly in the past, and as a result you've abandoned your dreams and resigned yourself to the life of a hermit. It's not too late to set things right."
She reached behind her and traced his powerful thighs with her fingernails, entranced by the cords of muscle that quivered beneath her touch. He gave a wordless murmur of encouragement as his fingers deftly unfastened the buttons of her shirt and slid it off, exposing her breasts to the night's chill. His calloused hands covered her aching nipples, and she whimpered in pleasure.
Vivian leaned forward and rested her forehead against the frosty glass as her earlier apprehension was replaced by lust for her visitor. Her breath came in pants, fogging the glass even further. With a great deal of effort, she managed to speak.
"I...I don't usually do this with men I don't know..."
His laughter was deep and rich as he gently pushed down her pajama bottoms and motioned for her to step out of them. She wore only a pair of lacy panties, but she wasn't cold. On the contrary, she was downright hot.
The spirit embraced her from behind, his chest flush against her back as he cupped her mound through the thin barrier of lace. "If you must attach a name to me, call me Tobias. That was my name in life."
She turned her head to the side, her eyes filled with wonder as she regarded her ghostly lover.
"What are your plans for me, Tobias?"
His soulful green eyes flashed in the darkness, his lips close to hers.
"I'll show you, if you'll allow me."
Excerpt #2 (Spicy):
The last message began to play, and the sound of her recorded voice filled the room. She had forgotten that she called earlier that evening.
"Hi, Caleb. This is Vivian. I was just calling to wish you a Merry Christmas. So, um, Merry Christmas. Maybe I'll see you around sometime. Bye."
She winced at how she'd sounded, glancing to see Caleb's reaction. He stood beside her, staring at the machine as it clicked off. His tawny eyes softened, and he played the message again as he removed his belt and unsnapped his jeans.
Behind her, Chris leaned forward and whispered in her ear. She
could feel his erection throbbing against her ass. She imagined his
wicked smile. "Now the fun begins, baby."
Vivian's mouth fell open as a half-naked Caleb strode into what must have been his bedroom. She turned to Chris, who was watching her with raw lust in his gaze. She felt warm all over from the lethal combination of his look and the fact that her man was undressing just a few feet away. And then it dawned on her that she was alone in the apartment with not one, but two gorgeous men. Oh, the possibilities!
Her answering smile was positively feral. She trailed a hand down his body and firmly gripped his cock, giving it a few pumps before releasing it to walk toward the bedroom. "Shall we?"
"Potent Spirits," by Aurora Black
Now Available at Phaze!
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Ben Mercer is comfortable with his life in tiny Mabel, Oklahoma. He's got a good job, nice friends, a loving family and a dog who lets him believe he's the boss. Everything that a man could want--almost. Dean Caldwell wasn't happy living in the small town, and moved away as soon as he could. He's back for the holidays, with the idea of dragging Ben off to the city with him. Ben's insistent about staying, and sparks fly between the two men, in more ways than one.
Length: HeatSheet (13K words)
Rating: 3 Novas
"Don't talk." Ben reached out, dragging his body close. As they kissed, he unbuttoned the man's shirt and shoved it off, and to the floor. The belt was next, and Ben managed to unfasten the buckle and drag the jeans down without removing his tongue from Dean's mouth. He was on fire, and there was no stopping him.
His mouth swept lower, tonguing the hard ridge running the length of Dean's neck. Still lower, he stopped to suckle both flat nipples, until they were puckering nubbins. Ben dropped to his knees, examining the bulging erection tenting the tight, white briefs. He plunged forward, settling his mouth around the bulge, briefs and all.
Dean groaned and gyrated his hips, letting his hands fall to Ben's head, fingers dragging through the short hair. "Oh my God," he whispered.
Ignoring everything but the appendage in front of him, Ben allowed one hand to slip inside the briefs and caress. The excitement was almost too much to bear, so he drew down the shorts and bit his lip as the raging cock sprang free. "Yes," he sighed before nuzzling his face against the soft head and foreskin. His tongue reached out, flicking the underside, causing the cock to jump. Ben smiled. He still knew the moves to make this man squirm.
Dean thrust his hips and he took advantage, swallowing as much of its length as he could. Both men groaned with pleasure, one rocking back and forth and the other gobbling, licking and sucking as much, and as quickly, as he could. He caressed the low-hanging ball sac and felt the orbs withdraw. If he remembered correctly, soon his mouth and throat would be flooded with thick, warm come. The very idea sent a thrill down his spine, and Ben sucked even harder to get things going.
"Wait." Dean reached for his face, rubbing his cheeks lightly as he pulled his cock out. "My turn." He took a step back and dropped to his knees.
Copyright (C) 2007 Jamie Hill
Friday, December 07, 2007
-- *Jude Mason*