Friday, November 27, 2009

J. Rose Allister Presents: Their Secret Paradise

Paradise: Where Normal Romance Turns Paranormal

There’s something magical about the words “island paradise,” isn’t there? The swells of a glittering ocean, aroma of heady tropical flowers, and caress of an island breeze combine to lure visitors into a state of naturally manufactured bliss. Heaven on earth. The perfect spot for romance.

Now imagine a private-owned island that stands out among the rest. A place that stirs passion among its guests by equal parts normal and paranormal. A Bahamas resort setting where most everyone will fall sway to the call of romance, courtesy of unique mystical energies and the presence of potently sensual otherworldly beings—including the gods Love and Lust. Where the vast majority of guests go about their vacations and memorably powerful love affairs at this swanky resort without a clue about the paranormal forces at work around them.

Welcome to the Amante del Mar resort, where satisfaction is supernaturally guaranteed on an island fantasy that boasts far more than enviable Bahamas sunsets, five-star cuisine, and some of the most lavishly appointed suites ever constructed. Welcome to a new series of paranormal, sensual fantasies by J. Rose Allister.

THEIR SECRET PARADISERated 4 flames by Eternal Press

Parapsychology graduate Gina Munson knows better than to fall victim to thespecial "charms" at her uncle's resort. Then a muscled building contractorstumbles across her private sunbathing nook and heats up Gina's summer inparadise. For where the gods Love and Lust reside, no one will leave untouched.


“My God, Gina, honey.” She felt his body shiver as the awestruck words provoked a quiver in her own. “What is this spell you've got over me?”

He began to move, spearing her with a new wave of heightening desire which begged to explode in another series of rhythmic pulses of ecstasy-obsession. Then his words began to sink through her sexual fog.

What is this spell...

She froze beneath him, the catch in her breath alerting him to something other than complete surrender to erotic heaven taking place beneath him.

He stopped moving. “What is it?” His tone was gentle, yet ragged with breathless desire.

“This.” Try as she might, she couldn't will herself to move away, nor her voice to raise above a whisper. She was frozen in panic. “This isn't...real.”

“I know.”

She blinked, seeking his gaze and finding it calm, accepting. “You do?”

He brushed a sweaty strand of hair back from her forehead, pressing his lips to the area he'd left abandoned. “Yes. I've dreamed of you so many's hard to believe you're really here with me.”

The tone was hypnotic and dangerous, threatening to weave her back into the sticky trap of island magic, but somehow she had to stay logical. She had to think this through.

Gina shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. “I mean this is...surreal. It isn't what we think. What you feel...what I'm isn't real.”

“This isn't real?”


He teased her lips open with his tongue, igniting a maelstrom of pleasure with his tongue. “So, we're just imagining this?”


His head lowered to her breasts, nipping one peak lightly to elicit a soft cry. “This doesn't feel real?” He pulled his thick, pulsing erection back, then plunged it with gentle, but firm insistence until she cried out. “How about this?”

A fresh prickle of perspiration broke out on her brow, and she closed her eyes to avoid the possessed, burning reality of his own. “No. We can't let this win, we...”

He moved in and out of her again, seeking to claim all new depths of her by pushing his hips against her pelvis. “If you're not real,” his breath came in shorter gasps as his control over their building ecstasy seemed to waver, “then I want to stay in this dream with you forever.”


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J. Rose Allister is an award-winning short story teller and bestselling author. She lives in Southern California with her husband and 6 year old daughter. For more information, visit J. Rose on the web:

Friday, November 20, 2009

Kayden McLeod Presents: Jezebel's Article

Jezebel's Article

Erotic Paranormal

By: Kayden McLeod

Cover Art: Dawné Dominique

Genre: MMF Erotica, Vampire ménage a trois, Heat Level 5

Length (word count): 15K


To Buy: Jezebel's Article

Tag Line:

When one decision can unlock your deepest, darkest fantasies

Synopsis: (Rated-R)

Jezebel has a new job, writing a sex column article for a small specialty interest paper in Vancouver British Columbia, and has decided to join her best friend Jade in attending a very specialized party…a sex party in fact, where she meets two of the most tempting men she could’ve ever imagined. And too make it that much more tempting for her, they were vampires, Jezebel’s one weakness. Adrian and Doros watch with igniting desire, craving to take a knowing human, who they didn’t have to cut themselves off from. One they could play with to their heart’s content, and the moment they met Jezebel, it was already over. There was no contest, and now only one question remains. Will she want them, as much as they want her?


“You won’t even feel it…if you don’t want to. I can make it pleasurable or painful, or even make you forget it had ever happened. However, I know you want to remember it, experience it, and like it.”


I groaned when Doros peeled the wet panties away from my body, waiting anxiously to feel his mouth against me without the obstacle of any cloth in his way.

His mouth returned to my body, efforts renewed tenfold now with purpose or an unspoken challenge I hadn’t been let in on. Never could I’ve imagined this right, even if I had expected it when I had come here.

Adrian smiled, but the flames never left his eyes, “I can’t believe you’re letting me do this,” he mumbled against the side of my face.

“You said you weren’t going to hurt me.”

“And you believe a mythical monster?” Doros asked from between my legs and I swore in my head. Damn telepathy.

“Apparently so.”

Adrian groaned and nuzzled my neck. He laid his lips against my pulse, and I felt his chest swell when he inhaled deeply.

“So nice,” he muttered, “willing, perfect and sweet.”

The moment Doros sucked my clit back into his wicked heat,Adrian raked his slowly returning fangs over the thin flesh at my throat to send deep helpless shudders through me. He raised his head up slightly to adjust the angle, and struck too quickly for me to properly follow.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Interview with Gianna Bruno, and presenting: Hot Chocolate Kiss

Welcome Gianna Bruno! We are so glad to have you here. I'm eager to hear about this new book. So let’s get down to business shall we?

You have a new book coming out in January 2010, entitled Hot Chocolate Kiss, from Eternal Press. Set in the ski-hills of Vermont, with two lead characters that sound like quite a handful. Could you tell us a bit more about Keela and Rick?

Gianna: Keela is forty and feelin' it. Her husband dumped her, and the kids opted to live with him. She's lonesome, angry and feeling very inadequate. But she's a real good skier and hopes getting on the slopes will work some magic on her mood.

Rick is divorced, and his daughter lives with his ex-wife in Florida . He notices Keela in the lodge and likes what he sees. Trouble is, during their first conversation he comes across as a jock and that's too much like her ex.

She's sworn off that type and came to ski, not hook up.

In Hot Chocolate Kiss, the scene is set with backcountry skiing, incredibly icy temperatures, and challenging trails. Why did you choose this particular sport?

Gianna: There is nothing more exhilarating to a skier than braving the weather and facing the challenge of steep terrain amidst all that natural beauty. The storm in this story is based on some personal experiences I've had with extreme weather while skiing. When I heard EP was planning a themed release to celebrate the Winter Olympics, I suspected they might be interested in Hot Chocolate Kiss. And they were.

What inspired you to become a Erotic Paranormal writer? What about the genre do you enjoy or find challenging?

Gianna: I write urban fantasy, parnormal romance and science fiction. All my stories have witches, ghosts, aliens, and/or fairies in them...But some are naughtier than others. Those with extreme content lend themselves well to erotic themes. If you are going to ply the dark depths of a character's being, the sex has to be more than just chocolate and vanilla. It has to be rocky road.

I love combining fantasy themes with erotica while keeping the story reality based. Sort of like a human being's thought process: You imagine something and fantasize it could happen. I get to make it happen. Sometimes the sex evolves from the story, and sometimes I have a scene in my head and have to figure out how to get the characters into it.

Erotica is challenging because you have to make the sex scenes part of a story. I also insist that my female characters not be exploited or victimized. (Too much experience with battered women and sexual assault survivors). I try to portray that women can be strong and capable, know what they want and go for it. But that doesn't mean they can't show their feminine side.

I personally have a much harder time reading (and writing) graphic violence than graphic sex. I never understand why people can read about women having their hearts ripped out without any concern but flip out when she participates in BDSM or ménage.

Are there any more stories planned?

Gianna: I've been brainstorming a seasonal series where Rick and Keela have adventures in the fall, spring and summer.

Okay, a random question for you; what are the three things you cannot live without? And why?

Gianna: LOL.

Coffee-I'm totally addicted, especially to the flavored kind. I can't wake up at 5:30 a.m. and keep going all day without the two cups I allow myself. Too much caffeine and I'd fly a broomstick off my balcony.

Carbs-Pasta is my ultimate favorite food (I'm Italian and was fed egg pastina as an infant), with a bagel being my second favorite (I live in NYC, and we're addicted to good bagels.). Without that fuel I can't keep my jets burning and get all my work done.

Hot Baths-Every night I soak in the tub. It helps me relax and de-stress before bed. Showers just don't do it for me.

Where can your readers find you?

Gianna: They can start at my website

I have links there to my blog where Rick and Keela plan to hang out to yak about themselves and their adventures.

Readers can join my Yahoo Group for ongoing discussions and news about my writing projects. They can follow me on Twitter to keep up with news about upcoming events and the release date for Hot Chocolate Kiss.

And they can email me through the website if they'd like to be informed directly about any of the blogging, book tours, trailers, and chats I have planned for January.

Any final words?

Gianna: A big thanks for having me. I'm really excited about the release of Hot Chocolate Kiss, tentatively scheduled for January 7, 2010. I'll be at the Eternal Press Reader's Group release party and chats where I'll be giving away an electronic copy or two.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Welcome Heather Kuehl, and Fade To Black

Hello all.

I’d like to start off by thanking Kayden for letting me be a guest on her blog. My name is Heather Kuehl and I write a lot of paranormal fantasy, a bit of horror, and the occasional sci-fi piece. I’ve published over 40 short stories and one novella entitled FADE TO BLACK.

In fall of 2004 when I started writing FADE TO BLACK, I knew I didn’t want to write about vampires. At least, not make them the good guys. A good author can sense trends before they happen, and I knew that with authors like Laurell K Hamilton and Charlaine Harris getting popular it was just a matter of time before vampire mania struck literary gold. I also knew that there was no way that I could write a book and get it published in time to jump on this. I was hoping that, with the emergence of vamps in literature, other supernatural creatures would become popular too.

I had my own thoughts about vampires and werewolves when I started to write FADE TO BLACK. I’ve always preferred Weres over vamps. I guess it’s just something about getting down and dirty with someone who’s cold, dead, and brooding that doesn’t appeal to me. I hate the cold, first off. Second off, wouldn’t a vamp smell dead? And wouldn’t their skin get all rubbery and nasty? Finally, I had my fair share of emo men in my life at that moment. I didn’t need another one. I know, I know, I was thinking too much into such a simple thing but I have to be attracted to my character’s love interest. I can’t do that when I’m having ew! moments. Weres though…they are warm, so not dead, very strong, and protective of those they love. All of the qualities I happen to like.

I choose Weres because I felt that they would be more likely to fall in love. After all, they have human life spans. A vamp that’s been around forever has fallen in love before. They have been there, done that. They know how to lie and what to say to make a human swoon. A human’s life is nothing but a blink of an eye for them. Would a vampire really fall so deeply in love with a human? I didn’t think so. Jared was created to be Sarah’s love interest, and he is everything that I would want in a Were. Strong. Loyal. Sexy as hell. He has his secrets, and one of them is a doozy.

While doing some research, I realized that Weres had a much more interesting back story than vamps. I mean, of course there’s Dracula and Vlad the Impaler, but relating anything to those myths has already been done in vampire literature. I discovered hundreds of children that had been raised by animals, dating as far back as Romulus and Remus of ancient Rome. How interesting, that a wild dangerous animal can raise a human from infancy. Is it instinct, or something paranormal? Would these children be given any “gifts” to help them cope with their primal life, such as the ability to change into an animal form? That “gift” would create my shapeshifters, but what about Weres? The more I thought about it, the more I decided the origin of Weres would be derived from a curse. After all, the change is painful and Weres are not born. They are made, and being made into a Were is a very painful process. Just ask Sarah.

I had so much fun learning about my creatures, and they had a back story that wasn’t already formed in literature. I could make up whatever I wanted! I didn’t have to worry that someone else had done it first. It was a freeing experience, and was what made writing about Weres come so easily.

I don’t hate the vamp literary trend. I loved the Edward, Bella, Jacob love triangle and I want Sookie to fall in love with Eric. I wish Richard would forgive Anita and get over his emotion baggage and I love Adam’s patience with Mercy. Vamps play a large role in all of my favorite book series. But, like I said earlier, they just didn’t do it for me when I was writing FADE TO BLACK. Maybe when I write its sequel (it looks like Damian is going to play a large role in it).

And speaking of Damian….here’s a little peak at FADE TO BLACK:

One of Damian’s vampires meets me at the door. He’s tall with dyed blue hair falling down his back. His eyes perfectly match his hair and I wonder how he’s able to do that. Contacts? A labret piercing shimmers from his bottom lip. He was wears jeans and a Metallica t-shirt, looking very human. I probably wouldn’t have even noticed he was a vamp if I passed him on the street.

“Damian’s expecting you,” he says as a greeting and leads me into the same sitting room where Jerrikin died. It’s already redecorated. Purple velvet curtains cover the walls, while polished marble replaced the previous floors. The same couches remain, while large pillows on the floor are big enough to be used as seats. The mirror that shone onto the dance floor has already been replaced and I wonder how they were able to fix everything up in such a short amount of time. After all, Jackilin died just hours ago.

Damian was speaks to another vampire when we enter. He smiles and nods his head at me in greeting. The blue haired vamp escorts me to one of the plush chairs and I sit down. I feel like an intruder. I don’t know what makes me think I can be safe here, surrounded by vampires. I admire Damian’s taste in décor in the room. Very nice.

I’ll be with you in a minute Sarah, says Damian in my mind. We are just finishing up some business.

I smile slightly and feel my phone vibrate. Checking it, I see that Jared is trying to get a hold of me. He must be back at Haven, realizing I’m gone. I ignore his call and turn off my phone. My hand shakes with anger and I growl a low warning when Damian touches my shoulder. He doesn’t move his hand, but squeezes slightly.

“Let’s go somewhere more private,” he says in my ear. Damian grabs my suitcase and leads me through a hidden door behind one of the many curtains into a room decorated in nothing but blue and white. A white four-poster bed occupies a corner; the blue silk sheets are embroidered with white. The walls are blue with white trim. Everything matches completely. Once again, I admire his taste. Damian leads me over to a white sofa next to a fireplace. I sit down with Damian across from me.

“How did you know I’d come here?” I ask before I think not to.

“I’d like to think it’s because you trust me.” He smiles at the expression on my face. “But I know that isn’t so. Now, what is your problem?”

I tell Damian about Jared. Damian’s eyes remain impassive through out my speech. By the time I’m finished, I shake uncontrollably on the verge of tears. I take several deep breaths. I need to control myself.

“What will you do?”

“Kill him.”

I hope you enjoyed this little excerpt from FADE TO BLACK. It is currently available as an e-book from Eternal Press:

Or in print at

~**~Heather Kuehl~**~