Put the X back in Xmas!

Hey, what would you really like in your stocking? A bold hand running slowly up your leg?

I happen to have just the item for you. Several to choose from, actually. All available in beautiful ebooks from Amazon, the eXtasy Books site, or other major online outlets. 

Mandi. Her desire for success burns too hot with the potency of a secret sex pill. Buy here!

Clytie. Their beauty, grace, and courage are rewarded, but their love is forbidden. Buy here!

The Fair Warrior Chronicles
 

Book One: Minotaur. His dark magic drives women wild. Buy here!

Book Two: Huntress. The virgin huntress stalks her prey. Buy here!

Book Three: Midas. His power over gold draws women. Buy here!

Book Four: Cassandra. The prophetess of passion. Buy here!
 

Book Five: Morpheus. The soldier battles his past.  Buy here!

Book Six: Circe. Her past erupts into her future. Buy here!
 

The Glass Room Adventures

Book One: Night Wild. Running from love.  Buy here!

 Have a happy, happy Xmas!

Log Line Blog

He can make gold, but can he understand women?

That's the log line for Midas, the third book of my Fair Warrior Chronicles series. The log line is featured this week on the lively Log Line Blog, a great site where readers can comment on log lines.

A log line is a short (twenty-five word max) description intended to create interest in a book at the start. The term "log line" comes from the one-line descriptions of television programs in the viewer guides published in the newspaper.

The Log Line Blog is a great place to get a quick look at a lot of good books. If you are a writer, it's an excellent place to study how to write a good log line.

Hot Night Wild Excerpt

Night Wild, book one of my new series, The Glass Room Adventures, publishes today from eXtasy Books. Here's the log line:

All the love life Laurie Deloit has left is a delicious, forbidden fantasy, until the madam of an exclusive whorehouse offers to make it real.

 And here's a hot excerpt:

 Wally’s finger gets more active inside my cunt. Good. I unbutton his shirt and unbuckle his pants. His body isn’t the flabby sack I expected. I press my boobs into his solid chest, and reach inside his jockey shorts. Damn. Still nothing growing. I say, “I’ll hide your cock.” I keep my hand over his soft worm while he undresses.

In the next room, Wally’s boss has Desiree on her hands and knees. He kneels on pillows to bring his crotch even with her cunt, and shoves he cock in her. She closes her eyes and rocks with his plunges. The cooing shape of her lips makes me think she’s telling him what a horse he is. She looks up at the mirror as if she’s worshipping the reflection of the two of them going at it.