Showing posts with label WordWooze. Show all posts
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Tuesday, April 21, 2020

Win an audio copy of Hard Drive by M. Christian! #audioerotica #ScienceFiction #Giveaway


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Just popping in to share a new giveaway from my esteemed friend and colleague M. Christian.

He’s giving away an audio copy of his amazing sci fi collection, Hard Drive – probably the best science fiction erotica I’ve ever read. (And I’m not just saying that because he’s my pal!)

The audio book is published by Wordwooze, the same people who have brought my work to audio, so I can vouch for the exceptional quality.

Here’s the blurb.

The ultimate erotic wetware and hardware cyberpunk adventure!

A collection of stories spiced with sexual implants, android lust, chrome-plated cyborgs, smart plastic toys, cybernetic wet dreams, and neurotrophic aphrodisiacs…

With The Bachelor Machine, M.Christian set the gold standard for erotic science fiction: stories that pushed the absolute limits of both outrageous sex and fantastic technology.

His follow-up collection, Skin Effect, raised it even further: a book that Publisher’s Weekly praised as ‘Future technology’s ability to alter the very nature of our humanity-and the ways those changes interact with sex-shapes this solid collection of futuristic stories
from erotica author M.Christian.’

Now M.Christian has personally selected his favorite stories from The Bachelor Machine, Skin Effect, and his other erotica collections to create the ultimate celebration of sexually-explicit cyberpunk science fiction: Hard Drive.

With a special introduction by science fiction legend Arthur Byron Cover, Hard Drive is an audiobook that will take you to the outer reaches of BDSM, gay, lesbian, and straight sexuality in the near and far future: worlds of brilliant imagination, relentless passion, and
supernova heat!”

For information on how to enter, just go here:



Wednesday, April 8, 2020

Free Audio Books! #giveaway #newrelease #audiobook


Hot Brides audio cover

Great news! Hot Brides in Vegas, the first volume in my Vegas Babes series, is now available in audio – narrated by the amazing Sierra Kline.

Listen to the audio sample here:

This is my seventh audio title with Wordwooze Publishing. To celebrate, I’m giving away free copies of my audio backlist!

Choose from:













What do you have to do to get your free audio book?

If you’re not already on my VIP email list, sign up!

Just click here. No spam, just news about books you’ll love and contests with great prizes. And of course I’d never share your contact information.

Once you’ve joined, I’ll contact you to find out which book you’d like.

If you’re already a member of my list, review or rate any of my books on Amazon, then send me the link (and tell me which audio book you’d like).

By the way, a number of my best sellers are currently free on Smashwords.... Details here:


Quantities are limited, so don’t wait too long!



Wednesday, January 16, 2019

Listen to my witches! #FF #lesfic #AudioBook #NewRelease



My lesbian fantasy novella The Witches of Gloucester is now available in audio, from WordWooze Publishing!

Narrator Lorraine Walters does an amazing job bringing my sunny, sensual tale of lust, love and magic to brilliant life. As always, the quality of the WordWooze edition is stellar.

Check out the audio sample at Amazon or Audible.com. You can get the book for free if you sign up for an Audible subscription.

I’ve included an excerpt below, but you really need to listen to the book to appreciate it.

Blurb

The historic port of Gloucester, Massachusetts has a special charm, due in part to its resident witches. For decades, raven-maned Marguerite and red-headed Beryl have lived among its hard-working inhabitants, making magic and mischief. To reach their full potential, they need a third witch to complete their circle. Platinum-haired newcomer Emmeline might be the woman theyve been waiting for.

Excerpt

Will she come, do you think?” Marguerite gestured toward the 1930’s brass Commodore clock on the mantel, which read ten minutes past four. “She looked so nervous yesterday – as if she thought we’d eat her alive.”

Well, actually, when you put it that way...” Beryl allowed herself a lecherous chuckle.

Her companion gave her an exasperated grin. “This is not a joke. You know as well as I what is at stake.”

Don’t worry, Mar. She’ll be here, though she may have to wrestle a few doubts into submission first. She feels the pull, just as we do, even if she doesn’t understand it.”

Well, I do hope she arrives soon.” Marguerite surveyed the elegant table she’d set. She picked up a Blue Willow porcelain teacup and wiped away an imaginary smudge. “The icing on the petit fours is melting.”

As if in answer, chimes tinkled at the front of the house and a hint of fresh air slipped in the open door, bringing the ubiquitous tang of salt. From his corner cage, Marguerite’s mynah, Jonah, exactly mimicked the sound of the doorbell. Beryl jumped to her feet. “I’ll go show her to the parlor.”

No, no – let Gloria do that. We don’t want to spook her with excess enthusiasm. Settle down and compose yourself. Remember, you’re a member of the Ladies’ Welcome Brigade. Refined. Polite. Proper.”

Proper?” Beryl grinned and thumbed her peaked nipples, obvious as always through the navy blue crepe of her blouse. Her eyes fluttered shut as she relished the sensation. “Refined? Me?”

Marguerite licked her full lips. She swept her palms over the plum velvet caftan that hid her thighs.Try to pretend, darling. Just this once.

* * * *

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Thursday, August 16, 2018

Lusty Listening - #AudioBooks #FreeBooks #WordWooze

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In our hectic world, it’s sometimes hard to find time to read the books you crave. Fortunately, more and more titles are becoming available in audio format. Now you can listen to the very best titles, including erotic romance and erotica, while you drive, exercise, or do the housework. Or you can lie in bed after a tough day, put on your earphones, close your eyes, and let the narrator transport you to new worlds. No need to tire yourself flipping pages!

Amazon ACX has made it possible for indie authors (like me) to put out high quality audio versions of their work, and reach new “readers”. I’ve teamed up with WordWooze Publishing to make my favorite stories available to those of you who’d rather use your ears than your eyes to enjoy top quality erotic fiction.

Currently I have four titles available. You can get any one of them for free if you sign up for an Audible membership.


The Gazillionaire and the Virgin
An Atypical BDSM Erotic Romance

When Silicon Valley entrepreneur Rachel Zelinsky meets reclusive genius Theo Moore, she finds him strangely compelling. Theo is both arrogant and socially awkward, but he has an aura of power that speaks to Rachel's carefully-hidden submissive side. Disturbed and aroused, she tries to focus on her original objective -- a deal to incorporate his Artificial Intelligence software into her company's popular virtual world. Rachel's not a woman that lets pleasure interfere with business, but for some reason, she can't resist Theo's geeky appeal.

Theo Moore can't be bought. His past battles with poverty make him deeply suspicious of the billionaire CEO. Still, with her voluptuous curves and brilliant mind, Rachel embodies his ultimate sexual fantasy. Too bad his knowledge about sex derives from extensive research and a stash of kinky porn rather than real-world experience.

That doesn't bother Rachel, however. In his bed - in his arms - in his bonds - she discovers the bliss of total surrender. Rachel may be Theo's first lover, but Theo is Rachel's first true Master - and the first man to truly touch her heart. It seems that love may harmonize their differing goals and values, until Rachel's unwitting violation of Theo's trust threatens to tear them apart forever.




Damned If You Do
A BDSM Dance with the Devil

Wendy Dennison is tired of being a starving author. The royalties from her critically acclaimed romance novels barely pay her bills. Her devoted agent, Daniel Rochester, may be smart and sexy, but he can't get her the sales she needs. Then, a charismatic stranger appears at her coffee shop table, promising her fame and commercial success, as well as the chance to live out her dreams of erotic submission. But at what cost?

Nothing you can't afford to lose, my dear.

Seduced by the enigmatic Mister B, she signs his infernal contract. He becomes both her master and her coach, managing her suddenly flourishing career as well as encouraging her lusts. Under her mentor's nefarious influence, she surrenders to temptation and has sex with Daniel. The casual encounter turns serious when she discovers her mild-mannered agent has a dominant side. As the clock ticks down to her blockbuster release and Mister B prepares to claim her soul, Wendy must choose either celebrity and wealth, or obscurity and true love.





Bangkok Noir
A BDSM Thriller

Diana Fanning, aka the Professor, runs The Academy, the only genuine BDSM bar in Bangkok. She's the first person police colonel Apichat Weeranwongsakul consults when a bar girl turns up brutally murdered, tightly bound, with clamped nipples and every orifice stuffed with sex toys. The colonel figures the killer might be one of her customers. But he has his own secrets. He needs Diana to satisfy his shameful dreams of being beaten and abused. Meanwhile, a mysterious American named Sam stalks Nok, the lovely natural dominant who is the Professor's star performer. Nok is used to being the one in charge. She can't understand why she craves the discipline Sam administers.

As more women are slaughtered, always in kinky circumstances, the Professor finds herself in an exclusive world catering to the perversions of Bangkok's wealthy and well-connected. Simultaneously looking for evidence and satisfying her own lusts, she doesn't realize until too late that the power she's used to wielding won't save her from becoming the serial murderer's next victim.





Exposure
An Erotic Murder Mystery

Sex, blood, and betrayal: it's all in a day's work.

Stella is just minding her own business and having a bit of fun, working as an exotic dancer at the Peacock Lounge. Through no fault of her own, she witnesses a double murder and gets pulled into a shady dance of deceit with political bigwigs, mob bosses, dirty cops, and scheming widows. Now she's everyone's target; her only chance is to sift through the lies and expose the truth.



I hope you’ll take advantage of this offer.

Meanwhile, stay tuned for audio versions of The Witches of Gloucester (FFF fantasy romance) and Hot Brides in Vegas (light-hearted erotica), coming soon!

Sunday, December 31, 2017

Sizzling Sunday: A new release for the new year #pnr #bdsm #audio

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New Year’s Eve and I have new release to share with you—the audio version of Damned If You Do. Wordwooze had taken my BDSM paranormal erotic romance and given it new life as an audio book, narrated by the amazing Audrey Lusk.

Here’s the blurb:

Sometimes romance can be hell

Wendy Dennison is tired of being a starving author. The royalties from her critically acclaimed romance novels barely pay her bills. Her devoted agent Daniel Rochester may be smart and sexy, but he can't get her the sales she needs. Then a charismatic stranger appears at her coffee shop table, promising her fame and commercial success, as well as the chance to live out her dreams of erotic submission. But at what cost?

Nothing you can't afford to lose, my dear.

Seduced by the enigmatic Mister B, she signs his infernal contract. He becomes both her Master and her coach, managing her suddenly flourishing career as well as encouraging her lusts. Under her mentor’s nefarious influence, she surrenders to temptation and has sex with Daniel. The casual encounter turns serious when she discovers her mild mannered agent has a dominant side. As the clock ticks down to her blockbuster release and Mister B prepares to claim her soul, Wendy must choose either celebrity and wealth, or obscurity and true love.


And here’s a brand new excerpt, very hot. But believe me, it’s even hotter to listen to!



She couldn’t stand any more teasing. She craved the heat of his skin against hers. To be honest, she was also worried about her silk suit.

Topping from below, Pet?” he asked with a lascivious grin. She smiled back, recognizing the quote from last year’s novel, Twisted Temptation. “You know I’ll punish you for that.”

Sorry, Sir.”

I’ll make you really sorry, if you don’t behave.”

Yes, Sir.”

I’m going to release your wrists now. If you want to please me, don’t move.”

She did want to please him—almost as much as she wanted to feel that impressively solid cock of his plunge into her depths. She lay passive and motionless upon the bedspread as he sat up, straddling her, to unbutton her jacket and blouse. When he caught sight of her ripe flesh clasped in Mister B’s confection of black satin and lace, he let out a wolf whistle.

What a naughty girl you are!” He landed a stinging slap against the side of her right breast. “You really deserve a spanking.”

Ow!” Delicious heat spread out from the point of impact. The untouched left breast cried out for a symmetrical blow.

Instead, he snagged her swollen nipple between his thumb and forefinger and twisted hard, wringing a moan from her kiss-bruised lips. “That’s just a taste, girl. Stand up. Over there, near the window, with your back to me.”

Breathing hard, Wendy hastened to obey. The lights of Manhattan glittered on the other side of the glass as he lifted both jacket and blouse from her shoulders in a single move and tossed them onto a chair. “Now place your hands at the back of your head. Good.” He lowered the zipper at the back of her skirt, then pushed the garment down over her hips to her ankles.

Step out. That’s right.” He paused, close enough that she could feel his breath on her neck. His hands came around to knead her tits, while he rubbed his cock along the crease between her rear cheeks. “Matching panties, I see. Semi-transparent. And those thigh-high stockings! Tsk! I never realized you were such a slut!”

He peeled the satin away, baring her ass. “Of course, given the books you write, I should have known. You are a nasty slut, aren’t you?”

Delivered in a seductive murmur close to her ear, his words made her shudder with lust. She was a slut, with a filthy, perverse imagination she kept hidden even from her readers. Somehow, though, she couldn’t bring herself to admit it out loud.

Well?” With a deftness that amazed her, he flipped her breasts out of the flimsy bra, then pinched the nubs in unison. “Speak up!”

Oh God! The pain! And the pleasure. “Yes, Sir,” Wendy mumbled, overwhelmed by sensation and emotion.

Yes what?”

Yes—I’m—I’m a nasty slut. Sir.” Heat raged through her, fueled by shame and almost unbearable need. Juices overflowed her pussy and trickled down the insides of her thighs.

A slut who deserves to be spanked for her dirty thoughts. Right?”

Yes, Sir.”

Ask me to spank you, then. Tell me what you want.”

Another wave of arousal swept over her. She would have melted into a crumpled heap on the carpet had Daniel not been holding her hips.

What she really wanted was to be fucked. But she’d take a spanking if that was what he required.

Please, Sir. Spank me. Punish me for being a dirty girl.”

In another mood, she might have laughed at such cheesy dialogue. At the moment, she meant every word.

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Sunday, October 1, 2017

Sizzling Sunday: The Gazillionaire and the Virgin (#AudioBook #BDSM #romance)


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Welcome to another Sizzling Sunday!

Today I am celebrating the release of The Gazillionaire and the Virgin as an audio book. WordWooze has done a spectacular job on this; narrator Erin Marsh brings Rachel and Theo to vivid life.

The audio version offers more than eight hours of engaging, intelligent and arousing erotic romance. Don’t believe me? Check out today’s excerpt! Then use the links at the end to get your own copy.





When I return to the bedroom, I find Theo naked on the bed, his rampant cock aimed at the ceiling. One hand grips that fat rod of flesh, sliding up and down with practiced precision. He has flung the other arm across his face, as if he can’t bear to watch.

My fantasies didn’t do him justice. He has one of those massive, powerful bodies that make you want to fall to your knees in worship. He doesn’t have the bulging biceps or rippling six-pack of an exercise nut, but his big hands, broad shoulders and lean thighs broadcast strength. As he jerks at his cock, I watch the tightening in his abdomen, the shifting of muscle under the pale skin of his arm. Aside from the black fuzz surrounding his cock, he’s mostly hairless.

Saliva pools in my mouth. I want to swallow that lovely cock once again, to torment him until he can’t help but spill his seed into my mouth. Later. Right now the hungry ache between my thighs takes precedence.

“Starting without me?”

He snatches his hand away from his penis with the startled, guilty look of a kid caught in the act. “Um – no – just thinking.”

I straddle him again, leaning forward to trail my rigid nipples across his smooth chest. On my hands and knees, I smile down on him. His bobbing cock streaks my belly with pre-cum and baby oil. “About me?”

His eyes meet mine, suddenly bold. “You know I am, Rachel. Don’t tease. I can’t stand much more.” 

He’s open, unguarded, showing me the depth of his need. Some part of me melts in the unflinching heat of that gaze. “All right, Theo.” I feather a kiss across his ripe lips, then sit back. My butt resting on his thighs, I roll a condom down over his erection. He gasps when my fingers make contact with his stretched skin.

I want to impale myself on him, to drive that tempting column of flesh as far into me as it can go. Still, I hover over him an instant more, my thighs spread wide, my juices dribbling into his pubic hair. Once more our eyes lock. Do it. I read it on his face, a plea, a command.

Unwilling to relinquish control, I lower my body bit by bit. My labia enclose the head of his cock, clinging to the smooth flesh. He enters my channel, an inch, then two, stretching me wide. I pulse my inner muscles around his cock and watch the pleasure spark in his eyes. Another fraction of an inch. I alter my angle a bit. His half-buried stalk nudges my clit.

Delicious! I could devour him with my pussy, but instead I savor his gradual entrance, the new sensations triggered by each increment of depth.

“Damn it, woman! I said don’t tease!” Theo seizes my hips and pulls me down, ramming his cock in the rest of the way. The force makes me gasp. His sudden, massive bulk splits me open. Just as I’m getting used to being full, he raises me, so that he slips half-out. Then he slams me down again, driving even deeper.

“Theo—Theo...Oh...!” Up. Down. Out. In. He’s using me the way he used his hand, to jerk himself off. His fingernails dig into my skin as he manipulates me. I flop around on top of him like a rag doll, shaken by each vigorous thrust.

I love it, rough and raw as it is. He’s wild, a bit clumsy, but his inexhaustible lust fans mine. He’s far stronger than me and that’s part of the thrill. I’m being taken—taken over. He can do what he likes with me. And he does. His cock ploughs my pussy, dragging over my clit with each stroke, pushing me up the slope to climax. The delicious sense of total surrender, though, is what pushes me over the edge.

The tingling tension in my pelvis coils into a throbbing knot, then suddenly unravels. Pleasure floods from my core to my extremities. A keening cry reaches my ears as I flail in Theo’s grip. It’s my own voice, high and sharp, unrecognizable. I close my eyes against the flare of sensation. When I open them, as the rumbling aftershocks of orgasm die away, they meet Theo’s gaze.

In those dark, compelling eyes I read his wonder, along with a knowledge that makes me squirm. He grins like a mischievous kid and reaches between our sweat-drenched bodies to find my clit. “Come again, Rachel,” he orders, pinching that sensitive, swollen bud. Helpless, I tumble into a new, more intense climax.

Buy Links

Amazon:
https://www.amazon.com/The-Gazillionaire-and-the-Virgin/dp/B075WZS3TN/


Audible:
https://www.audible.com/pd/Romance/The-Gazillionaire-and-the-Virgin-Audiobook/B075X1XN87/

Add on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/36315580-the-gazillionaire-and-the-virgin

Sunday, June 4, 2017

Sexy Listening (#newrelease #audiobook #bdsm)

Bangkok Noir audio cover

Exciting news! My BDSM thriller Bangkok Noir is now available as an audio book!

A few months ago, I got an email from Jim Lyon at WordWooze Publishing, asking if I’d be interested in publishing an audio version of Bangkok Noir. Of course I was extremely flattered to have a publisher come to me...! When I thought about it, I had to agree that the book was an excellent candidate for audio. It’s written in the first person, alternating two different characters. In both cases the voice is intimate, almost confessional.

Anyway, I haven’t had the chance to listen to the story yet, but you can listen to a sample here:


The book is also available on Amazon:


In the hopes that I can tempt you to buy the book, here’s an excerpt.

When the police colonel walked into my bar, I knew it was a bad sign. I was pretty sure that I was up-to-date on protection money. I knew the documents proving that all my girls were over eighteen were stowed in my safe, and I'd done a drug check only yesterday, but I couldn't help worrying.

Police Colonel Apichat wasn't a bad sort. He was always polite, both to me and to my girls, when he came by to pick up the monthly envelope of cash. Occasionally, he'd even accept my offer of a drink. He'd sit at the bar, nursing a Chang beer, hungry eyes surveying the dancers as though he wanted to devour them.

I'd send over two of my prettiest employees to try and cheer him up, but with all their teasing and flirting, he rarely smiled.

That night, though, he looked even more serious than usual. And he was not alone. Behind his wiry, dark-skinned frame I saw the crewcut bulk of his lieutenant, Narongchai. The girls called him Kwai, buffalo, though he reminded me more of a gorilla.

I hurried over to Apichat, and gave him respectful wai. "Colonel, this in an unexpected pleasure. Please come inside. Can I offer you and your companion a drink?"

"Thank you, Madame," he said in English. He always speaks English to me, even though he knows that I'm fluent in Thai. "We are on duty. In any case, we come to tell you the terrible news."

Terrible news? Was the government on another morality and social order campaign? "Yes? What news?"

"A girl from SuperVamp bar was killed last night. Choked to death in a hotel room."

A chill ran down my spine. SuperVamp is on the next soi. I know lots of girls who work there.

"What was her name?"

"Suwannee. Her nickname was Nee." It didn't ring a bell. The name was a common one.

I thought for a moment. "If the murder took place in a hotel room, it should be easy to find the killer. Just look at the registration records."

Colonel Apichat sighed. He was obviously very disturbed. "The victim registered by herself, and paid in cash. The desk clerk never saw her companion." Anger flared briefly in his flat brown eyes. "I don't understand why these girls are not more careful. We make the laws to protect them. They just ignore the laws."

I didn't bother to point out that this was the typical Thai attitude toward laws of any kind. Maybe it was a kind of Buddhist non-resistance, letting the laws flow around them without touching them.

Apichat put his hand to his brow as if he was in pain.

"So, how can we help you, Colonel?"

"Warn your girls. If they see anything that makes them suspicious, tell them to call '1771'. It's a special hotline number we have set up since the crime. Tell them to program it into their mobiles, and to always make sure their phones are nearby."

I nodded. "Of course. I'll talk to them right away." I knew the women who worked for me would pay far more attention to a warning from me than from the police. "Is there anything else?"

He looked troubled. "I think your girls need to be especially careful."

"Why is that?"

"The girl who was killed—well, there was evidence that she had been involved in some S&M activity." He obviously found it difficult to talk about this. "She was found tied to the bed, with plastic clothespins on her nipples, cigarette burns on her arms and legs, and vibrators inside her." The plural seemed to make him particularly uncomfortable.

He pulled himself together and looked me straight in the eye. "We understand your establishment tends to attract—that sort of people."

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