Feature Friday ~ Cecilia’s Mate by April Zyon #SpaceWars #BDSM #Futuristic #MustRead @AprilZyon @EvernightPub


The Space Wars are continuing with the next installement, Cecilia’s Mate!

To catch up you can start with Adira’s Mate which is the first book in the series. After that book is Sadie’s Mate.

The third book in the series is Cecilia’s Mate. I’m excited about this book because Cece is the baby brother of Bracken, the hero in Sadie’s Mate.


Cecilia’s Mate

Space Wars 3

by April Zyon

Published by Evernight Publishing

Erotic Sci-Fi, BDSM


Cecelia Kauller has always felt invisible. First with her family, and then with the man she knows is to one day be hers. But things are about to change, and not for the better in her mind. When Cecelia discovers she’s about to be sold off to a man her older sister plans to have as a lover it all becomes too much. She can’t take any more and runs to the only place she knows she will be safe, with her brother.

Lieutenant Colonel Draven Ackermann has always felt out of place in life. Being a part of the Craegin Armada gave him purpose, and a sense of being. Now that he’s reached a point in his life where he can focus on more than a career, he only wants one person to fill that void. Unfortunately she happens to be his commanding officers baby sister.

Although they can now finally admit who they are to one another there is still one important step both must take, telling Cecelia’s brother that they are bondmates. Not an easy conversation, but one that is necessary for the happiness of them both.

As they settle into their new lives, and prepare for the next step of marriage, the universe decides to shake life up a little more. Draven receives news that shatters all he’s ever known, and turns his life upside down.

Cecelia stands strong at his side, as a bondmate should, and helps Draven to regain his footing. She will always do whatever is necessary to help him as he has helped her through all the changes in her life. She can do now other, he is her love, her heart, and her every dream. He is Cecelia’s mate.


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Adult Excerpt:

Her mouth went dry when he bared himself to her. She couldn’t speak when he asked her if he passed muster. She just looked up at him and nodded dumbly. “Yes.” She licked her suddenly dry lips and let out a breathy sound. He was glorious. His body was dark all over. He was built with thick ropes of muscles, and his cock, holy mother of life it was impressive. It was thick and long and pointed seemingly straight up and toward her. “Are you sure that this will work?” He looked bigger than he had felt against her the last night that they went to sleep together. It was intimidating.

“Cecilia, little one, of course it will work. Remember that we are made for one another. You can touch, you know,” he said quietly. Reaching out for a hand, he brought it up to his chest and pressed it flat so her palm rested fully on his skin. “Touch and learn me. It will help to alleviate some of your concerns. The rest you will need to trust me on.”

She allowed her hand to move over the broad expanse of his chest. She was chewing her lower lip as she touched him. Her nails lightly scraped over his chest and she smiled at the white lines that were left in their wake. It wasn’t enough to harm, just enough to tease. “You always feel so good. I know you would never hurt me and you do have my trust, Draven, completely.”

He slid his hand up her arm, then moved it to cup her cheek. “I’m honored that you trust in me.” Draven watched her as she scratched her nails a little lower. He sucked his stomach in when she dipped even lower.

She was looking down, watching her hand as she moved it down. Her fingers lightly brushed over his cock and she gasped. Then, before she could stop herself, she closed her hand around his shaft and let it slide down slowly. Her fingers wouldn’t meet around his thick shaft so she put her other hand on his dick as well. She began to stroke him.

A low growl from him had her peeking up. His eyes were narrowed on her, his features a little harsher, color riding his cheeks. Using his thumb, he tipped her face up as he leaned in. Draven caught her mouth in a kiss that was unmatched by anything prior.

Cece allowed herself to give in to the kiss. She squeezed him gently, then began to move her hands back up his body and wrapped them around his neck. She leaned into his embrace, swaying into his touch, and moaned as she kissed him back.

Draven’s arms wrapped around her, pulling her body tighter to his own. Then they were moving, and she had the sensation of tumbling before the softness of the bed met her back. His weight pressed her deeper into the bedding while he continued to kiss her like a man starved.

She lifted a leg slightly so that it could brace against his hip. She shifted under him and tugged at his hair. When they parted she was panting, breathless and desperate. “I love kissing you, Draven Ackermann. Just so you know, I’m never letting you go.”

“You’d better not, Cecilia Kauller, because I never intend to let you go, either. You are mine, now and for all of time.” He kissed her again, this time a little gentler as he stroked his hands over her torso, his thumbs brushing to the curve of her breasts.

She shivered when his thumbs brushed over her breasts and up to caress her nipples. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes as she arched into the touch. Draven was pressing light kisses to her throat. Slowly he worked his way down to her upper chest before shifting his body a little lower, giving him the room he needed to nuzzle at her breasts. The flick of his tongue to her nipple had her jolting under him.

“Do that again, please?” Cece asked as she shifted under him to take more of what he was offering.

Draven slid his lips over her skin to her other breast. His tongue slid slowly over her tight nipple. When she gave a shiver he sucked the tight bud into his mouth to pull hard on it, drawing it in deeper. She felt the smallest scrape of his teeth to her skin before he flicked her nipple with his tip of his tongue repeatedly.

“Oh God yes.” She put her hands to his head and held him there. “Again, please,” was all she could think to say.

Cecilia could feel his laugh against her body as he gave in to her demands. He looked up to her and held her gaze as he scraped his teeth over her flesh slowly. Her nipple slipped from between his teeth when he lifted his head. Leaning up, he pressed a kiss to her chin, then wiggled down her body more. With soft kisses to her sternum, her belly, then her hips, she could feel her body winding tighter with the sensations he was helping to create.

She moved her hands to his head and touched him. “That feels so good,” she moaned, enjoying his wandering mouth. “I think I could become addicted to you doing this to me.”

“I’ll do this every single night if I have anything to say about it, a couple times during the day as well if you’re feeling adventurous, and then whenever the mood strikes.” Pushing her legs further apart, Draven got her to raise her knees so she was fully bared to him. His warm breath brushed along her damp folds as he stared at her.

“Oh I love how that sounds. Do you think that you will be able to…” She trailed off when his breath moved across her silky wet folds. “Draven.” She moaned and shuddered.

He brushed his nose to her inner thigh. “Do I think I’ll be able to what, little one?” he asked with a smile.

“I forgot.” She whimpered, then shifted slightly.

Draven chuckled softly and pressed a kiss to the seam of her leg. He blew another breath over her pussy before leaning in to run his tongue lightly up her slit.

“Holy mother. That feels so good. I’ve never felt anyone do that to me before.” Of course she hadn’t. She had never felt anyone except him touching her intimately before. “I think I’ve just found my new favorite thing.”

“I’d reserve judgment a little longer,” he advised. Sliding his hands over her skin, he pulled her folds apart. Then he mouth was on her, his tongue stroking over her, his low growl vibrating against her most sensitive parts.

“Draven” She sobbed when his tongue stroked over her clit. When he growled she felt her hips jump. “Draven, more. Please. Fuck.” She never cussed but was right now.

His mouth latched onto her aching clitoris, and he sucked hard. All the while his fingers stroked over her pussy, one finger finally sliding into her sheath to gently stroke her in time to his sucking actions.

“Ohhhhhh…” she said in a long and low moan of a sound. The finger inside of her pussy while his tongue worked her clitoris had her seeing stars, literally. She shuddered and shifted her hips slightly to take more of him into her body.

The slight bite of his teeth on her sensitive nub sent a shiver through her. But then her mind became focused on the fuller feeling of her pussy when he added another finger. His free hand stroked up her belly to her breasts, where he began to pluck at first one nipple, then the other.

She covered his hand with hers and squeezed her nipple tightly with his hands. “I love the way that feels.” She shifted to accommodate more of his body between her legs and to give him room to play more with her as he wanted to.

Draven slid his hand free from under hers. “Play with your nipples,” he ordered in a husky tone. He moved his hand down to hold her folds open and proceeded to flick the tip of his tongue to her clit rapidly while thrusting his fingers in and out of her pussy.

She moved her hand from his head and placed both of them on her nipples. She began to tug and pull at them. She twisted them and gasped just as his fingers thrust deeply into her pussy.

“That’s it, Cecilia,” he praised. Curling his fingers inside of her, he seemed to find some spot that had her toes digging frantically into the bedding. Then he put his mouth back over her clit to suck at the throbbing nub, adding in a little bite now and again.

Cece arched up against him and sobbed. She braced her feet on the bedding and lifted her pussy up closer to him. She loved the way this felt, the fabulous feeling of his hands on her body and his mouth on her pussy.

Draven cupped her ass when she lifted up, a digit moving to rub the tight bud between her buttocks. He pressed firmly while sucking harder at her clit and curling his fingers up inside of her.

With his fingers in her pussy and the one touching her anus she saw stars. It took her breath away, the sensations making her gasp. She then screamed and lifted her body up, taking his fingers deeper. The one near her anus slipped inside and she came, hard.

The next thing she knew Draven was stroking her leg gently, pressing kisses to her face, and her arms were wrapped around his neck. “Shh, I have you, little one. Slow your breathing down for me, Cecilia,” he said gently as he continued to soothe her.

Doing as he instructed, she nodded and sighed. “That was amazing. I never dreamed that an orgasm would be so good.”

“That was only the first part of it all,” he told her. “There is so much more that is to come your way.” Slipping an arm around her, he squeezed her close while pressing a kiss to her lips. “The real question is, are you ready for more, Cecilia?” She took a deep breath and licked her lips after his kiss. “I want more. I want everything.”

He gave her another leisurely kiss, curling his tongue around hers and teasing her gently. He settled his body over hers and she could feel his cock rubbing against her pussy and over her clit. His one hand didn’t stop moving but continued to stroke her leg, over her hip, and up her ribs before going back down her side.

“So good.” She lifted again and moaned. “I love the feel of you touching me.” The head of his cock rubbing against her slit had her whimpering and clutching at him.

“Easy, little one.” He cupped her face in a hand, his thumb brushing over her skin while he stared down into her eyes. “You need to relax for me and take slow, deep breaths.” His cock pressed to her opening. Moving his hand, he touched her pussy, spreading her lips as he pushed his cock to start filling her slowly.

He filled her to capacity, and beyond. She had to stop him once and shift slightly but then he pushed into her more. “Draven.” She whispered his name. This was making love. This wasn’t about the domination and submission, but this was their first time making love.

“Breathe, Cecilia,” he said in a deeper, rougher tone. “You need to remember to breathe.” His hands guided her legs up and around his hips until she could hook her ankles together over his ass. Very slowly he pulled his cock almost all the way out of her pussy, then pressed back in just as slowly.

She breathed, recalling that he had said she could control her body with her breathing, with focusing. She tried to do just that. She forced herself to breathe in and out and to watch him as he made love with her. “I’m so glad I waited for you,” she confessed, reaching up to put her hand on his cheek and pull him closer. Catching her lips in a kiss, he cupped her head between his hands. He was still moving his hips, thrusting his cock in and sliding out of her body slowly. As they kissed he began to pick up his pace a little at a time.

She moved with him, her body naturally finding its rhythm with him and causing her to brush against his chest with her breasts from time to time. Each time her rock hard nipples brushed against his muscular chest she gasped aloud, the pleasure moving between nipples and clit and back again.

“You are so beautiful,” he said, his gaze roaming over her face. “So open, so giving, and all mine. Forever, Cecilia. Nothing else will be nearly enough for me.” Putting his hands on the bed, he pressed up a little and began to thrust faster and harder into her eager body.

“Good.” She moved along with him, her body naturally finding that right rhythm with him, her legs around his hips. She dug her heels into his ass, pulling him tighter to her body as she did so.

“Touch your clit, Cecilia.” Rolling his hips slightly gave her a new sensation. “Rub that tight little nub for me.” Draven was adjusting himself over her, each movement changing how his cock slid into her.

Reaching between them, she touched her fingertips to her clit and began to rub, sobbing his name as the feelings that were coming from him pumping in and out of her body had her flying higher and higher.

“Please, Sir.” She shivered, the force of her pleasure doubling at those two small words.

The look on his face when she said those words nearly had her coming apart. But something held her back. Leaning in, Draven pressed a hard kiss to her lips. “Come for me, Cecilia,” he said in a demanding tone.

It was his demand far more than anything that had her screaming as she climaxed. She came hard, her body shaking, and felt her nails biting into Draven’s back. She whimpered and needed him to come with her.

A few more hard thrusts and she felt it. The shudder rippled through his body before his cock pulsated in her sheath. Draven collapsed over her, wrapping his arms around her to hold her tight as his seed filled her.

She felt each pulse of his seed into her waiting womb and closed her eyes. “Gracious,” she whispered softly, then yawned. “Will you hold me, please? Just keep me close?”

“You don’t even have to ask.” Pressing his lips to her cheek, he rolled them so she was lying on top. Then he covered her up, tucking the blankets around her gently before once more wrapping her in his arms. “Sleep for a little while, Cecilia. Then we need to get up for the official welcome back meal.”

“Okay.” She rubbed her cheek to his chest and drifted off into sleep.


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Mid Week Tease: “Have me figured out, do you?” #MWTease #GuardingMidnight #CanadianMuscle

MWTease15Happy Wednesday Friends! I hope everyone is doing great!

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This week’s tease comes from GUARDING MIDNIGHT. This scene is after a hot bout of sex.

The chill in the air surprised her considering sweat dampened her skin. Her whole body trembled from the adventure this man had just taken her on.
She pulled her sports bra back over her breasts and eased off his lap. On her knees, she gathered the rest of her clothes and stepped into the sweats she’d brought with her. “I can officially say my workout is finished for today.” She grinned at him over her shoulder. “That GMtoppickwas definitely better than planking or lifting weights.” Pushing her arms into the sleeves of her sweatshirt, she zipped it up, then took a long drink from her water bottle.
He chuckled as he sat up. Bloody hell and Christ almighty. How was a girl to cool off when this golden god was built like he was?
Her gaze ran over his back, in awe as she strode across the floor toward him. Her finger traced over his back, her gaze roaming the permanent ink.
Beautiful. A bald eagle covered his entire back, its wings spread out across his shoulder blades. The eagle’s beak was open, eyes as angry as the spread of its wings. It reminded her of a hunter, warning off others from coming near. The only color was the red of the Canadian flag in the bird’s tail feathers. Spectacular. “This is magnificent.”
He turned toward her. “Thanks. One of the guys in my unit does a great job. I forget it’s there sometimes.”
She continued to trace the tat as her eyes met his. “I love it. What made you decide to get one?”
Gavin shrugged. “The guys were always talking about how I was everyone’s keeper, how I constantly made sure they were taken care of. Some started calling me Guardian. The night I got this…” He lifted his shoulders. “We’d all had a long, hellish day. So much suffering over there, it seemed like it would never end. I’d pulled a guy out of a burning building, not fast enough, though, since he’d suffered third degree burns across his legs and arms by then.” He stopped. Fists clenched on his bare thighs, he closed his eyes in remembrance.
Shree shifted closer, and laid a cheek on his shoulder.
A breath shuddered through him. “But he survived, and is doing okay in Saskatchewan. The guys looked upon me like some hero out of a story. Rich, the guy who did the tat, convinced me to let him do it, to commemorate the time over there and how much they all trusted me.”
“The eagle is a protector, a guardian. Rich chose well,” she murmured against his skin. She pulled back and ran her fingers over the white skull. “Masculine, dominant, and ruler.” Leaning in, she kissed his shoulder then sat back. “I have to agree, it suits you.”
He smirked at her. “Have me figured out, do you?”

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Spotlight ~ The Guest by Kelsie Belle #Menage #SecretAffairs #ERom @mskelsiebelle @EvernightPub


The Guest

School teacher, Julianne Matthews, has been married to her own real life Prince Charming, the hunky Jared Matthews, for over a year and they couldn’t be happier. That is, until Jared invites his old college buddy, Cole Richardson, to be a guest in their home for the weekend. Cole is a wealthy investment banker from out of state and has been toying with the idea of going into business with Jared for some time. The weekend was supposed to be all about sorting out the details of that business but when these three get into a room together for the first time, the chemistry among them is something none of them had planned for. Julie realizes that she’s just as attracted to Cole as she is to her husband and would like nothing more than to be sandwiched between the two hot men in bed. However, she knows that will probably never happen and feels completely guilty for even thinking about it. Imagine her surprise when she finds out that neither man finds the idea repulsive in any way and that they had both been having similar thoughts all along. What will become of Julie’s perfect marriage when her husband’s house guest gets invited into their bedroom?



Julie Matthews had one of the most wonderful husbands a girl could ever ask for. Jared was a man whom she knew many of her friends envied her for. Good looking, caring, attentive and great in bed, he was the perfect package—there was absolutely no need for her to have a wandering eye.

But his college buddy, Cole Richardson, was something else entirely. He was simply beautiful, with a face any male model would die for and the kind of rangy frame that alluded to subtle yet potent strength. Where Jared was light, Cole was dark. Where Jared was thick and ropey, Cole was lean and sinewy. The two men had very little in common physically, yet she was just a drawn to Cole as she had been to Jared when they had just met. It was crazy, but right off the bat, she’d found herself wondering what kind of lover Cole would be—the gentle, attentive kind who liked to take things slow and easy or the fiercer, more intense kind who would want to break her to his will?

Then a totally unexpected thought sprang into her mind. What would it be like to have both men, so very different yet so alike, attending to her every sexual need at the same time? Each one loving her, worshipping her body in his own unique way. She could imagine it now—heaven on earth, bliss beyond her wildest dreams. She’d probably come a thousand times in that one eventful night, as her senses were inundated with pleasures untold.


She licked her lips, then slowly shook her head. “N-no. I don’t mind at all.”

“Good,” Jared said with a smile. He walked over to her, cupped one breast and squeezed it gently. “Lie back for me, sweetheart.”

Julie hurried to obey him, lowering herself to the table again. Jared’s head followed her down, his mouth closing over her nipple and began go lick and suck the firm bud. At the same time, Cole rose from his knees and his hand replaced his head between her legs. Sensation exploded inside her as one masterful mouth pleasured her breasts, and a talented hand rubbed over her clit, delving into her hot hole with every pass. Neither man stopped his sweet ministration until she was moaning and writhing on top of the table in the throes of passion.

Then Cole was holding her legs apart, fitting his hips between them so he could align his long, thick cock at her entrance. Her pussy clenched in anticipation, and she sucked in her breath as she waited for him to slide into her already sopping channel. “Are you ready for me, baby?” he whispered and she swore she would come just at the harsh sound of his need-laced voice.

“Yes… I’m ready.” She fairly groaned the words.

Without further delay, Cole rocked his hips forward, sinking his cock into her pussy. Inch by inch, he slowly pushed into her, stretching her tight walls until finally he was fully seated inside her. Her pussy convulsed around him, adjusting to his size and he groaned. “Oh damn, you’re a snug fit.”

Then he began to move, thrusting into her with a gentle rocking of his hips. Julie cried out, loving the feel of his cock working her pussy so skillfully. At the same time, Jared released her breasts and stood, moving his hips closer to her face so that his cock was in line with her mouth. She turned her head to the side and parted her lips, allowing him to ease his massive member between them. Knowing exactly how to please him, she began to suck on the wide head of his cock, sliding her tongue over it as she did so.

He sank his fingers into her hair, holding her head steady so he could gently pump into her mouth. She hollowed out her cheeks, creating a rhythmic suction that she knew would drive him crazy as his cock went deeper and deeper into her mouth. “That’s it baby, suck my cock. Shit!” he cried.

She moaned around the cock in her mouth as Cole changed his angle between her legs and increased the pace of his thrusts. The head of his cock was now hitting the sweet spot inside her just right, making her pussy clamp down on his length, sucking him deeper into her slickness just as her mouth was sucking Jared in.

“God damn, Julie, your pussy feels so fucking good!” Cole cried and his harsh words pushed her over the edge. Her climax hit her like a bolt of lightning, shaking her to the core, so much so that Jared’s cock slipped out of her mouth. She screamed loudly with her release, even as Cole’s body stiffened between her legs, her climax triggering his own. Then his hot cum was spilling into her pussy, and she was convulsing beneath him as her own cream rushed out onto his cock. Jared held her and stroked her hair, soothing her as the final tremors rocked her. When Cole finally pulled out of her, she was limp and spent in Jared’s arms.


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Snippet from Common Grounds by S.J. Maylee #ERom #MustRead #Coffee #5Stars @SJMaylee

5 Stars!! Loved this book from start to finish. Hot, erotic, fun with comedic moments and a passion between two characters that left me breathless. Coffee and buttercream together has never been so delicious!!! Thanks for a fabulous read, S.J. Maylee!!
~ Kacey

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Common Grounds
A Destiny Romance
by S.J. Maylee

Available on Amazon for 0.99 or Kindle Unlimited



Book Description:

While Kate Sanderson mixes batter and pumps buttercream inside her tasty creations at the West Egg restaurant, she dreams about two things: owning a bakery and finding a man capable of satisfying her every desire. Mark Larosa designs little masterpieces daily at his tiny barista station at the local Star Coffee and he tailors each drink to the customer. The only cup he can’t seem to get right is for the sassy baker, Kate. He’s determined to give her what she really wants.

When a new building goes up across the street, the pair trip over each other trying to grab the last unit before a chain restaurant claims their dream. To get what they crave, they might have to work together and find the elusive common ground.

Be Warned: light BDSM, public exhibition



“Mark! I was hoping you’d make it.” Sam crossed the room and barrel-hugged him.

“Sorry I’m late. I went to the club first.” He caught Kate’s gaze from across the room. The man looked more delicious than she remembered. His V-neck shirt hugged his upper body in a way that made her envious.

“Well, you’re here now, buddy. Come on in. Kate has a spread for us. You can take your pick.”

She coughed to hide her gasp and made her way out to the back patio. The evening had yet to cool, but she still shivered. Hiding was not how she intended to handle things. Facing him now after thinking about him all day wasn’t an option either.

The small wooden platform was normally her oasis except the muffled sounds of the party inside wouldn’t let her forget where she was. Their corner lot didn’t offer them privacy but they couldn’t argue with the location. They were in the center of everything. She turned around and found the cause of her troubles coming outside. Her gaze shot to ten different places, anywhere but him.

“Just the woman I was looking for.” He closed the door behind him and then crossed the deck in an easy stride.

“Excuse me.” She stepped to get around him. A quiver rolled through her belly. “I was just going back inside.”

“I’ve been searching for you all night.” He blocked her path. “I’d hoped to find you at the club tonight.”

“Why?” He probably wanted a repeat performance. Her thoughts filled with all the naughty things he could do if he came closer. She shook her head. No way was she letting this guy near her again. Falling fast and getting her heart stomped was not on her to-do list.

“I wanted to apologize.” The low tone of his voice sank deep into her senses.

“That’s unnecessary. Not everyone can make a good cup of coffee.” She gazed into his deep blue eyes. Her pussy warmed at the sight of him. She shuffled back until she reached the railing, needing to keep her thoughts clear and her heart away from becoming easy pickings.

“What?” He stepped in next to her, clearly not deterred.

“I hope you have other skills because I don’t think you have a future in coffee.” She grabbed hold of the patio ledge. The lie sounded catty, but she hoped it would do the trick and cement a wall between them.

“I see.” He looked her up and down. “You’re one of those girls.”

She flipped her hair over her shoulder. “If you mean smart enough to stay away from players like you, then yes, I am one of those girls.” She put her hands on her hips.

He removed all the space between them. His thigh brushed hers. “Well, I tried one of your croissants today.”

“And?” She sucked on her bottom lip and pressed out her breasts.

“It was okay.” He leaned over her. His lips were within reach.

“What? That’s ludicrous. My baking is far from just okay.” She took a step forward, intending to put distance between them. He didn’t let her get away. When her body met his warm strength, she melted and moaned from somewhere deep within.

“I’ll tell you what’s ludicrous.” He grabbed her ass. “All the effort it’s taking you to deny what you feel when you see me.” The tone of his voice chipped away at the last of her reserve.

“That’s crap.” She pushed on his chest and got nowhere. “You didn’t even want to talk to me at your coffee house.”

“That’s not true. It doesn’t count if you didn’t want to be recognized.” He tapped the end of her nose.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” She swatted at his hand.

“I have an idea.”

“I can hardly wait to hear it.” She grabbed the ledge on either side of her.

“How about you leave all the fancy baking behind and stick with something simple, like a donut?”

“Is that so?”

“It is. You disagree?” He brought his lips close to hers.

“Donuts require finesse, actually. A trait I manage skillfully. I’ll tell you what.” She licked her lips. “I’ll make you one of my cronuts. Do you even know what that is?” She couldn’t remember ever letting a guy get her this worked up. Just the thought of him standing in her kitchen had goosebumps dancing up her back.

“I do. It’s some kind of croissant-doughnut.” He inched closer, removing all the space between them.

“It’s fried decadence that will blow your mind.” The heat building inside cracked through her barriers. She raised her leg and pressed her pussy along his hard cock.

“Is that an invitation?” He took a deep breath and rocked against her.

“To eat? Absolutely.” She licked her bottom lip.



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S.J. Maylee fell in love with storytelling at a young age and with it came a deep-seated desire for everyone to find their happily ever after. She’s finding the happy endings for her characters one steamy story at a time.

When she’s not reading or writing, you can find her caring for her garden, laughing with her two young sons, or dancing to her husband’s music. She’s a PMP (Project Management Professional), Nia instructor, and coffee addict.

As a writer she has a tendency to break hearts, but she always glues them back together.

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It has been re-released with extended scenes.*

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#MySexySaturday from Guarding Midnight #MSSAuthors #MSS119 @MySexySaturday


My Sexy Saturday Page Header #3Hello everyone! Thank you for joining me for the 119th week of My Sexy Saturday.

Here are the details: every Saturday, published and unpublished authors will be sharing 7 words, sentences, or paragraphs from a work-in-progress or an already published story.


Today’s sexy is from Guarding Midnight. The chemistry between Gavin & Shree always makes me sweat.

GMtoppick“You women are so pigheaded.” He inched a step closer. “You never know when to shut up and just listen. I’m trying to take care of all of you here.”
“Then go tell some of the other girls. You’ve given me my orders. Fine. You’re done. We’re done.” Chin up, Shree turned away.
He grabbed her arm, startling her. She spun back, legs unsteady, and reached out blindly as she began to fall.
The world spun around her, and she braced to hit the floor.
Warmth wrapped her waist, and then darkness smashed into her.
A deep groan brought her back. Scanning the room, the realization hit her. She was atop Gavin. She gasped. His strong body had broken her fall, though she’d probably end up with some bruises. He gazed at her with his beautiful cognac eyes.


About Guarding Midnight:
Romantic Suspense/Contemporary/Erotic Romance

Canadian Muscle …
When Desires Need Protecting.

No one knows sacrifice better than former Army Sergeant Gavin Bennett. He’s witnessed firsthand the emotional, physical and mental toll of being caught in the crossfire. Being a bouncer-slash-bodyguard may not be Gavin’s dream job, but he’s willing to do just about anything to help out family. When Gavin reports for his first day of work, he quickly discovers a woman who threatens to crack his legendary cool.

Shree Walker is on the run from a dark past she tried to shut away. Battered and broken, a happily ever after doesn’t exist for her. Ready to start fresh with a new life in a new city, she is happy dancing at the Vixen Club. She’d be even happier without the presence of the prickly new bouncer who won’t let anyone or anything get past his carefully guarded defenses. He’s a distraction she doesn’t need. And a temptation she can’t resist.

When Shree is kidnapped by the criminal mastermind hell-bent on taking the club at any cost, Gavin has to make a decision. Hold tight and continue to keep Shree at arm’s length. Or break down his walls and take a chance on something more powerful than them both: Love.

Available at …
Evernight Publishing
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Feature Friday ~ Bite Me by Michelle Roth #Vampire #CharacterInterview #ERom @mroth_author @EvernightPub

Hi there, everyone! I’m Michelle Roth and I’m here to introduce my latest release, Bite Me. It’s the second in my vampire paranormal series, The Transfigured Ones. Magnus Corbett, my hero, was modeled a bit after Gordon Ramsey. I wanted him to be a rough around the edges guy who didn’t necessarily have time for love. I knew, whoever I matched him with would either need to be a bad ass chick who didn’t take any crap.. or she’d need to be so sweet that she called to the softer side of him. Caroline Lundquist is both of those things.

If you’ve got any questions about the book, for me as the author, or about the series in general, feel free to use the #transfiguredones hash tag and I’ll do my best to answer!


Magnus Corbett is the world renowned head chef for Usquebaugh, the wildly popular restaurant and whiskey bar inside the Foxwood Hotel and Casino. He’s certain that it was his status as one of the Transfigured that put him on the map. It will be bold flavors and his tireless work ethic that keep him there. And, if he has to be a little blunt to get things done? So be it.

When bar manager, Caroline Lundquist, develops a line of cocktails to breathe some life into the drink menu, she’s determined to have new gin-inspired dishes to pair with them. During their collaboration she finds herself falling for the side of Magnus that people rarely see. He’s sweet. Compassionate. Caring. As they begin to navigate the perils of a vampire-human relationship, both of their pasts crop up, threatening to destroy everything they’re working so hard to build together.


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  1. If you had a free day with no responsibilities and your only mission was to enjoy yourself, what would you do?

    Free time? What’s that? I don’t get much, but I prefer to fiddle in the kitchen or read a book. I deal with people day in and day out, so when it comes to my downtime, I can be a bit selfish.

  2. What impression do you make on people when they first meet you? How about after they’ve known you for a while?

    I’ve lived a long time. If I expend any time or energy on someone, I tend to expect a lot. I try to weed out the assholes, liars, and other bad apples. People probably find that incredibly abrasive. In the end, once I feel like I can trust someone, they know that I’m loyal. My own family kind of checked out on me, so I sort of make my own.

  3. What’s your idea of a good marriage? Do you think that’ll happen in your life?

    I grew up in a typical stodgy British home. I doubt my parents even liked each other, let alone loved each other. I haven’t a clue what makes a good marriage. I’d hold on to it tightly if I ever thought I found it, though.

  4. What are you most proud of about your life?

    I’m a world renowned chef. I can work anywhere I choose. I did that in spite of this being a non-Transfigured dominated industry.

– And what about something more personal?

Living your dream? Making something out of nothing? How is that not personal? Did you write these bloody questions?

– Why is that so meaningful to you?

I did it completely on my own. My family kicked me when I was seventeen. I managed to finish high school and go to culinary school on my own. There was no silver spoon or college fund. I did it on my own.

  1. What are you most ashamed of in your life?

    I could have been nicer to people, looking back. I don’t always have to be so abrupt. I find it easier, though. I definitely could have been nicer.

  2. If you could spend the day with someone you admire (living or dead or imaginary), who would you pick?

    Auguste Escoffier. The man was bloody brilliant. I’d love to sit down and pick his brain.

  3. Do you think you’ve turned out the way your parents expected?

    I don’t think they had much hope for me. They pretty much checked out of my life when they found out I was Transfigured. Then they fought for the next decade or so about who had the faulty genetics. I don’t think they thought much about me at all. I’d love to say I didn’t think of them, but it would be a lie. I do. And it’s not kindly.

  4. What do you believe about God? What do you suppose God thinks of you?

    There’s a lot of pain and suffering in the world. People get sick. People lose loved ones to horrible accidents. Meanwhile, there are some of us who live forever whether we want to or not. It doesn’t seem fair. I’m not sure a kind and loving god would do something like that.

  5. Is there anything you’ve always wanted to do but haven’t done? What would happen if you did it?

    It’s been roughly forty years since I’ve been to the beach during the day. I’d love to do that but it would destroy my skin and eventually kill me. Painful.

  6. What’s the worst thing that’s happened in your life? What did you learn from it?

    I’d probably say that my family is the worst thing to happen to me. What kind of awful parents withhold love from a child because of a genetic defect they can’t control? No matter whether my children are Transfigured or not, I’d love them. That’s what I learned, I guess. Tolerance.

  7. Tell me about your best friend.

    Veronica is my best friend and my sous chef. She’s probably one of the few people who puts up with my crap. I trust her implicitly. She’s probably the closest thing that I have to a sister.

  8. What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done to someone? Why?

    Despite the fact I’m a bit of a prick sometimes, I don’t intentionally hurt people. I’ve had to fire a few wayward souls, but that’s about it. They either stole, lied, or didn’t know their ass from a hole in the ground.

  9. What would you like it to say on your tombstone?

    Since we pretty much just turn to a pile of ash, a tombstone seems a bit much.

  10. Describe your ideal mate.

    She’d need to be strong. Someone who didn’t take any of my garbage. She’d have to be engaging. A good conversationalist. Well read. Smart. Funny. Beautiful wouldn’t hurt but it’s not a prerequisite. Not a bloody stick figure. She’d need to enjoy eating, because I would enjoy cooking for her. Taking care of her in that way.

  11. What are you most afraid of?

    Failure. Being alone for eternity. The usual suspects.

  12. What’s the most important thing in your life? What do you value most?

    My space. I can only handle so much social interaction, so having my personal space is hugely important. I feel like, with time alone, I recharge.

  13. What do you like best about yourself? Least?

    I’m driven to succeed. I prefer to be solitary most of the time. I know that’s not exactly healthy.

  14. How do you feel about your life right now? What, if anything, would you like to change?

    I’ve got a good life, for the most part. I’m happy with my career. I’d like to find someone to settle down with, though.

  15. Are you lying to yourself about something? What is it?

    There’s a part of me that wishes that I wasn’t so solitary, that wants to be outgoing and friendly. I want to be social, and happy go lucky. I just don’t trust people.

  16. What trait do you most deplore in others?

    People who lack common sense. Critical thinking skills are important in life, and there are people who don’t develop them or refuse to. Drives me bloody mad!



Michelle Roth is a novelist from the Great White North (Toronto, ON). When she’s not disappearing into foreign lands, or making two perfect strangers that she invented fall in love, she’s probably curled up somewhere with a glass of wine and a good book.

In her spare time she is typically hanging out with her awesome boyfriend and their two equally awesome cats. She likes taking road trips to nowhere in particular, cooking elaborate meals then making other people do the dishes, and being nerdy on the internet. Her books are currently available on Amazon, Nook, Kobo, and any other place that sells absolutely filthy romance novels.



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