Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Bisexual Book Awards Finalist #FREE May 28!

The Reunion, by Adriana Kraft, has been named as a Finalist in the 2014 Bi Writers Association Bisexual Book Awards. The Award Ceremony will be held Saturday, May 31, in New York City. Details about the event as well as the full list of all the finalists are available at this link:

The Reunion will be free at Amazon all day Wednesday, May 28, at this link:

The Reunion
B&B Publishing: September, 2013
Novel: 71,000 words
Cover Artist: Dawné Dominique
Heat Rating: Five flames. Explicit sex: M/F, F/F; Ménage: F/F/M, F/F/F; Multiple partners; light bondage; voyeurism; anal sex; sex toys.

A dark and brooding bad boy,
his petite Latina lover,
and his unattainable former highschool crush ~
a sizzling, combustible threesome.


Definitely Recommended by Rainbow Book Reviews This book sizzled as two incredibly sexy women and one gorgeous guy form a super hot triad, eventually. These three are by far and away the best smoldering trio I have read about. Oh, bring on more of this, but read this one first! JJ

Five stars, Top Pick at Night Owl Reviews “The Reunion” by Adriana Kraft is a polyamory novel with real edgy characters with inclusive sexuality. I will just say this is not a read for the faint of heart. … I found “The Reunion” a very easy flowing smooth read. All the characters are well developed and so colorful. Once you start to reading you will be hard put to stop until you are at the end. … Very well written! ArlenaDean

Five stars,Top Pick at The Romance Reviews. Stories written by Adriana Kraft are done with a twist on the usual plots that you find within the genre. In this m/f/f ménage, the twist is the women fall for each other and the man is left to wonder where he stands… All of the characters are well-written; the sex scenes are scorching hot. The story flowed along nice and easy to read. This is another great read from Adriana Kraft. Laurie P.


Dark and brooding, Adam Granger was always the bad boy out of reach—but now he’s in Sarah Atkinson’s bed, the morning after their twentieth high school reunion. When Adam beats a retreat to his Pacific Palisades estate, former good girl Sarah throws caution to the wind and pursues him.

Petite copper-skinned Maria Ramirez greets Sarah at Adam’s front door. The former exotic dancer doesn’t challenge Sarah’s assumption she’s the maid—how long will it take the dark-haired beauty to figure out Maria is Adam’s live-in lover? Better yet, how long before Maria can entice her into their bed?

Determined not to rock his hard-won lifestyle, Adam resolves to push Sarah past her sexual limits so she’ll leave. When she stays, he watches helplessly as the two women fall in love with each other. Will they shut him out? And, if they let him in, what must he sacrifice?


Adam’s gaze settled on Maria’s. She witnessed pain before he was able to hide it. “How was she?”

“Succulent.” Maria wasn’t going to lie. “You know, like when you take the first bite of lobster soaked in butter. It’s so scrumptious you’re not sure you dare take a second bite for fear it will disappoint. That’s Sarah.”

A flash of emotion flickered across Adam’s face before he muttered, “I know. But you took a chance and went back for more. So will you take her from me?”

Startled, Maria chose her words carefully. “You’ve done little to hold onto her, if that’s what you want.”

“I took her slow,” he said, defensively.

“Right. Even then you threw it back in her face by leaving her bed.”


Adriana Kraft is the pen name for a husband/wife team writing romantic suspense and erotic romance. The award-winning pair has published over thirty erotic romance novels and novellas to outstanding reviews. Romantic pairings include straight m/f, lesbian, bisexual, ménage and polyamory, in both contemporary and paranormal settings.


Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Summer of Love - Hop on Board

So I love The Militant Baker. I love the fashion posts and the high-larious commentary, and today I saw her 2014 Summer Adventure List. I have a bucket list fetish ~ you may have seen some of mine here and elsewhere. Earlier this year I set up the goals of finishing all the Pulitzer novels and Rolling Stone Top 500 albums, and of course I have the Sideboob Hour TBR to finish. With summer coming I have to plan things to keep little one entertained. I don't get as lengthy a vacation as the kid and the teacher husband, but working a flexible schedule allows me to have some fun when appropriate. I saw all the cool things Jes wants to do this summer, so I figured why not share mine?

Now for a rundown:

Learn to crochet - I have a handle on the round looms. I made a nice 4th Doctor scarf for my AAD basket, and am knitting some neat promo for later. For my daughter I made a Leia cinnamon bun hat and Gryffindor scarf, but now she wants me to make My Little Pony dolls. Not sure what I could do with the loom, and I've wanted to crochet for a long time. So I'll look for a class.

Go roller skating - I have these awesome derby skates, in a box under my bed. Nobody will skate here. The little one fell once and gave up, DH has a bad back. This summer I intend to brave the crowds at the boardwalk.

Cherry picking - There's an orchard not far from here. We missed last season because there's a small window anyway and I couldn't get there in time. This year, we'll make time.

Camping weekend - Little one likes camping, so this year we're looking for a good spot in the mid-Atlantic. Bringing s'mores.

See the Currituck Mustangs - I've been to Corolla before, but didn't see the wild horses. Going to amend that this year.

Doctor Who Binge - Getting Hulu Plus, Amazon Prime, whatever it takes. Starting at William Hartnell and not stopping until Matt Smith fades away.

Make Sangria - Lord knows I have enough wine.

Read new-to-me author - This won't be difficult. Several on the radar already.

Hike part of the AT - AT being the Appalachian Trail. We're not far and have our choice of many loops. Perhaps a short one to ease DD into hiking.

Bird Watching - Little one loves birds. I keep saying we'll do a bird sanctuary or birding trail. Good time to go.

Letterboxing Trip - DD and I did this for a bit when she was younger. I miss it, because it makes for a fun hunt. We could find a few boxes when going on some of these short trips.

Drink Mimosas - I usually have these on holidays. Time to celebrate Festivus early.

Visit the Eastern Shore - I drive up and down the ES a lot. I never stop. I really want to.

So what you doing this summer?

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Guest Post: #NewRelease Open World – C.O.V.E.N. by Casey Moss

Please welcome Casey Moss to the blog!

Available now at Evernight Publishing ~ Open World – C.O.V.E.N. by Casey Moss

The world of C.O.V.E.N. (Clans of Vegas – Endless Night) first appeared in Evernight Publishing’s anthology Keyboards & Kink (available here: & at other fine e-tailers) in Casey’s story, AFK.

In AFK, we saw a peek into I-D-8 Entertainment’s in-production MMORPG: Clans of Vegas – Endless Night, also known as C.O.V.E.N. when Beth and another gamer got sucked into the game for real.

Now, when it comes to Open World, it’s actually made up of parts from two novellas that had been previously published. Those stories were my very first published ones released in 2008 under my alter ego’s name. A few years ago, I received the rights back on them, and they sat in a file until this year. There’s been some major work done to revamp them from a sci-fi’ish plot to the computer gaming one present in the book today. I am so excited these stories, and more to come in the C.O.V.E.N. world, have found new life and a great new home with Evernight Publishing.

In the story, Open World, some of the employees of I-D-8 have joined together for a LAN party to test the game. For definitions on the computer gaming term: open world, check out

Here’s a look into the story…

~ Blurb ~

The world has broken out in wars. Las Vegas has been ravaged by chemical warfare and is now home to several clans and creatures.

Welcome to I-D-8 Entertainment’s newest game: Clans of Vegas—Endless Night.

Friends and family have gathered for a crunch time playtest of C.O.V.E.N.. When a horrible thunderstorm hits, everyone’s sucked into the game for real. In the MMORPG, Hope Collins is kidnapped by Buzz and forced to submit to his whims. Her boyfriend, Alden, has to delay his quest of defeating a clan’s prince to save her, but time and circumstance don’t seem to be on his side. Faith Collins is bombarded by strange dreams brought on by Buzz. Her boyfriend, Tavis, learns to dream walk, but can he help break the spell she’s under and save her before she’s lost to him?

C.O.V.E.N. is more than just a game. It’s a whole other world.

~ Excerpt ~

He’d been looking forward to utilizing his ‘good’ character—a Human-Lycan hybrid warrior—to test several levels and stories during the evening and over the weekend. But now? Since it’d been the HL character he’d channeled, he wasn’t so sure he wanted to run it. He could assess certain parts of C.O.V.E.N. with his Vampire, yet that wouldn’t fulfill the parameters he needed to meet.

He glanced over his shoulder. Cor still hung around the family, smiling that used car salesman grin, being all smarmy. Den’s flesh twitched and shimmied as if a thousand centipedes crawled and slithered upon him. He didn’t like the guy. More than just Mr. Jenkins being an arrogant asshole, something about Cor raised his bullshit meter, warned him not to trust the dude. He tapped the tongs against the side of the barbecue and narrowed his gaze upon the happy little scene.

I looked at the guy, then mulled over the storyline and quest I’m doing and put him as the prince? Yeah, like I’d really do that in the game. Definitely something peculiar going on here.

Perhaps he’d been under too much stress, had too much caffeine, didn’t have enough sleep or information about the guy. More likely a combination of it all. A hodgepodge of shit and no shovel. He didn’t know how much more of all this he could take.

~ Bio ~

Casey Moss delves into the darker aspects of life in her writing, sometimes basing the stories on reality, sometimes on myth. No matter the path, her stories will take you on a journey from the light-hearted paranormal to dark things unspeakable. What waits around the corner? Come explore…

~ Casey Moss Links ~

Saturday, May 17, 2014

Hop Against Homophobia with Leigh Ellwood

I am pleased to once again participate in the Hop Against Homophobia and Transphobia. It's timely that this hop comes when I've released my first 1NS story with Decadent Publishing, which is M/M and touches on homophobia themes. A Different Class is an ARe Bestseller and hit a few Amazon category bestseller lists, and I'm thrilled by that. Thanks if you picked up the story.

You can buy it now!

ARe ~ Kindle ~ B&N ~ Decadent Publishing

In the meantime, I am working on the follow-up, to be called Class Act. The theme of this story is a bit different, but you can be certain Madame Eve is involved.

The idea for A Different Class came to me over time, as I read stories about people who suffered anti-gay bullies in school. Not long ago I received notice of my high school reunion, and from there I thought of people in that same situation. If you were bullied in school for being gay, would you go? Would you see if anybody matured, or if they remained the same horrible bullies?

In A Different Class, Roderick could care less about his 10 year reunion. He's dedicated to the company he founded in memory of his dear friend. He wants a night at 1Night Stand to relax, but little does he know Madame Eve has arranged a reunion for him, of sorts.

Glenn had his own bullying problems in the past, too, but he approaches the situation differently. If you'd like to know how it ends I hope you'll check out the story.

If you comment today, at the end of the hop I'll choose one random reader to win an eBook from my backlist. I write M/M and F/F and other pairings/menages - LGB, and a T on the way.


Thursday, May 15, 2014

#CoverReveal for KT Grant's THE KEY

Reveal for…

The Key
(Book #2 in the Dark Path series)

Erika has reinvented herself as an author of erotic romance under the
pseudonym, Lily Fredericks. After her eight month sabbatical in New Orleans,
she’s returning to Manhattan to promote her new book. Chris is handling her
book tour and wants Erika to give him another chance. She’s forgiven Chris, but
Max is always in her thoughts. Sick of waiting for Erika to come to her senses,
Max takes matters into his own hands. He’ll go to New Orleans to claim her
before it’s too late.

With Erika back in Manhattan, both Chris and Max try to seduce her in the
hopes she’ll choose one of them. As both men battle for her heart, a woman from
Max’s past reappears, bent on revenge. Chris will ruin Max anyway he can in
order to make Erika his own. However Max has something up his sleeve to insure
he’s the victor, but not without a price—Erika’s soul.

June 9th, 2014


“I never meant to make you cry. I’m
sorry.” He rested his cheek on her leg, laid his hands on either side of her
hips. He longed to hold her like he did moments ago with her in his lap, but he
allowed her to have the upper hand.
He stared at the wall, his heavy
breathing the only sound in the room. If he believed in the power of prayer, he
would have asked God to pardon his sins this one time and encourage Erika to
forgive him along with his spiteful behavior.
She shifted under him, and he peered
up at her. She leaned on the edge of the couch while holding his handkerchief
to her mouth. A tear spilled from the corner of her eye, slipping down her
cheek. She didn’t look at him.
He captured her free hand lying limp
on her upper leg and kissed her palm. “Don’t hate me.”
Her fingers curled into her palm, so
he wrapped his hand around her fist. She pulled her hand away and tapped his
cheek. Expecting her to slap him, he lifted his face for his punishment.
She ran her knuckles up the side of
his head and across his scalp. Unfurling her fingers, she pressed her palm flat
then sifted her fingertips through his hair.
Placing his face onto her lap, he
inhaled the feminine scent he wanted to bathe in. She always smelled so clean
and fresh, even after he screwed her until she couldn’t move, or when they made
love, boneless from his loving ministrations.
His cock awakened, and he locked his
knees together. If he even dared try to seduce Erika, she would maim him. So,
he suffered quietly, just like he recklessly made her suffer because of his
thoughtless actions.
She gripped his hair, and he looked
up, his head suspended. He expected to see loathing in her eyes, but instead
found disappointment and regret.
She removed her hand, watching him
with her mouth half open as she inhaled. Her throat moved as she swallowed
hard. She dropped her hand on her lap.
“Get off the floor,” she commanded
with a tired inflection in her tone. She shifted farther away  when he sat next to her.
She ran her thumb over his
monogrammed initials—MLC—on his handkerchief and sighed. “You say you’re sorry,
but for what? For spying on me or for trying to ruin my company and my rep—”
“Sorry for keeping an eye on you. But
it was never my intent to destroy Walsh or your reputation.”
“Then what’s your intent? This all
comes down to your hostility with Chris? You don’t care your hate for him could
cause a ripple effect and there would be other causalities of this on-going war
you have with him?” Her lips twisted and a fresh wave of tears filled her eyes.
“Me, being number one?”
“I shouldn’t have gone this far. I’m
paying the price.” He hated admitting his wrongdoing, but he would do so just
to get in her good graces again. “You being here is a wakeup call. Your
tears….” He tried dislodging the lump in his throat to no avail. “Have torn me
up inside.”
“You really thought I wouldn’t be
affected by your deception?’ She rolled his handkerchief in a ball and threw it
at his face. It landed too short and floated to the floor.
“I never meant to deceive you,” he
said, offering no other explanation for his heartless deed. He didn’t have one.
She shot up from the couch. He
started to stand, but she pointed her finger at him. “Don’t move.”
He remained glued to his seat. This
was the first time he witnessed an enraged Erika. One more wrong move or
statement on his part could have her rejecting him. No amount of groveling on
his part would make her take him back.
The idea of him groveling to any
woman, even Erika soured his stomach.
“You have no right to look so bent
out of shape or sickened. If anyone should be ill, it should be me.” She poked
her chest with her thumb.
He folded his hands in between his
legs and studied the floor in front of him. “You’re angry, and rightly so,
but  we need to fix this before it gets
too out of hand.”
“We need to fix this? There’s no we
here, M.L. You need to fix this as soon as possible. No excuses.” She jabbed
her finger in his direction.
Her hostility threatened to suffocate
him, but then again, he had been in many regrettable situations comparable to
this one. He would rectify the issue then work on his appeal to Erika. They
were connected in such a way that they would always circle back to one another.
“When everything is dealt with to
your satisfaction, then what?” He relaxed against the cushion to release the
strain in his lower back as well as the stiffness in his shoulders.
“I don’t know, Maxwell. You’ve gone
too far this time.” Her voice dropped to an anguished whisper.
“Would it help if I got down on my
knees again?” There was a slight overture to his voice he couldn’t hide.
“Not even that.” She wiped her palms
down the front of her blouse. “We’re done here. I don’t have anything else to
say to you.”
“What if I’m not finished with you
yet?” He gripped the arm of the couch. He could make her stay. But he promised
he would never do that to her.
“What are you going to do? Keep me
here until I give you the answers you want? Maybe engage in some of those kinky
games of domination you play at The Gate, which you always tell me you keep
separate from your world here?” She opened her arms. “I’m sick of playing.”
“Are you sick of me?” he asked, more
concerned by her agitation.
Her chest heaved as she gulped in
air. Her face was red—all signs she was about to have a panic attack. But his
she surprised him. lowering her arms then backing toward the door, never
looking away from him. She opened it wide. He didn’t spring up from his seat to
stop her—the last attempt didn’t go over well. He wouldn’t be able to handle
her tears a second time.
“Goodbye, Maxwell,” she said, finally
turning away from him.
“Is it really goodbye, Erika? You
said the same thing the first time you left me, but here we are. We’re
connected and will always be no matter what obstacles are thrown at us.”
She stepped out into the hallway,
clasping the doorknob. “This time you threw the obstacle out there. I really
think you wanted to sabotage our relationship from the very beginning because
you don’t know how to have a healthy relationship with a woman.”
“Psychoanalyzing me, Miss Walsh?” He
dug his fingers into vacant seat next to him, the bite of the leather digging
under his nails.
“I’ve stopped analyzing you because it
makes me more confused. You make no sense, Max. I give up.”
“For now,” he volleyed back.
The knob rattled in her hold.
“Whatever. I’m much stronger than you give me credit for.”
“I never thought you were weak.”
She proved her strength to him many
times over. Confronting him here was a perfect example.
With precise calm, she shut the door.
He didn’t even hear the snick of the lock. But then again, the blood rushing in
his ears blocked out the sound.
He lay down, hoping his heart would
slow down and the pounding in his head would stop. He took his cell out of his
pocket, waiting for her to call, expecting some parting shot, for her to get
the last word in.
His cell remained silent.
His gut clenched over the profound
sense of loss.

KT Grant is a
self-proclaimed eccentric redhead who not only loves to read a wide variety of
romances, but also loves writing it. Under her alter-ego, she is a well-known
book blogger who doesn’t shy away from voicing her opinion. A proud native
of New Jersey, KT is multi-published and writes Gay, Lesbian and Straight
romance. KT has been a top ten best-selling author at Amazon, as well as being
a multiple All Romance Ebooks best seller and a Night Owl Reviews Top Author
KT loves to hear from readers. You can drop KT an email at

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Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Wicked Nights Giveaway Hop!

Alpha Male Madness Hop
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What great timing for this blog hop! I have a new release - the M/M 1NS story A Different Class, and I'm giving away a copy to one random commenter on this blog spot. 18+ readers only, please. The book is in eBook only.

A Different Class by Leigh Ellwood
a 1NS Story from Decadent Publishing
M/M Erotic Romance, 12000 words

I am thrilled to be part of the Decadent family! The idea for A Different Class came about after an invitation arrived for an upcoming high school reunion. I asked myself what might happen if somebody felt reluctant to attend because of bad experiences and memories, and how one night arranged by Madame Eve changes everything.

Right now I am halfway into the follow-up to this story, another hot M/M. I hope you’ll pick up A Different Class, and if you enjoy it drop me a line on Twitter at @LeighEllwood. :)


FDR High Class of 2004 graduate, Glenn Carson contacts fellow alumni to get a list of who will be attending the upcoming festivities. One call to a disgruntled former student leaves him shaken—apparently, not everyone is looking forward to the reunion. Hoping to ease his frustration, he contacts the 1Night Stand service for a relaxing and passionate encounter.

Known as “Mumbles” to former classmates, Rod Maloney would prefer to focus on the present and his successful business. However, past tragedies continue to haunt him, so he requests Madame Eve find him a man to show him a hot time and help him forget his troubles.

Will their one night together lead to a reunion after all?


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“Mr. Maloney? I hope I’m not disturbing you.”

“Who is calling?”

The voice—deep and rich, anything but a mumble—intimidated him. Maybe the guy had been a jock, a several-foot-wide football player who helped the school win the championship senior year. He hadn’t attended many games and had skipped homecoming. “Um….” Right, we’re planning a reunion here. “I’m representing the reunion committee of the Franklin D. Roosevelt High School Class of 2004. You can probably guess our big tenth is coming up—”

“You know what? I’m going to save you the sales pitch,” Mumbles Maloney said. “I don’t know who you are, and I don’t give a shit. It’s taken me a long time to get past all the crap I put up with in high school, and if you think I’m going to show up at some rented ballroom all smiles as though the hell you assholes you put me through never happened, forget it.”

What? The man’s anger surged through him and sped up his heartbeat. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”

“F*** you, f*** FDR High, and f*** every last piece-of-shit homophobe in that backwater town. I hope you all get cancer.”


Beth burst back into the room, waving a thick tome with a scaly blue cover. “Found it,” she chirped.

“Never mind.” Glenn pushed away from his workspace. Mumbles Maloney’s palpable rage lingered in the quiet of the small office, invoking a sense of doom in an otherwise dull place. He doubted he’d forget the voice for a long while. The man had pent-up issues with his former schoolmates, no doubt, yet for all the vitriol burning through the airwaves and sizzling in the veins, Mumbles had sounded…well….



I am Leigh Ellwood. I write smutty stories about people who like getting naked and having sex. Some have more sex than others, some have sex with people of the same gender, some have sex with more than one person, and still others have sex with toys and things that require the use of batteries. My stories range from a few thousand words to well past 70k. My books are available at Amazon, B&N, Smashwords, Kobo, and ARe.

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Wednesday, May 7, 2014

Kathy Bosman: Dragonfly Moments Blog Tour

Thank you to Leigh Ellwood for hosting me on her blog today.

It's the ninth stop of my tour today. Don't forget there are still great prizes to be won. Enter by clicking the rafflecopter link below.

Today, I’m posting an unusual excerpt from the book.


Seven years earlier, a young and serious Tessa Calitz wrote a letter to free spirit Ryan le Roux promising her undying love. As time passed she forgot about that letter...but Ryan did not.

When he walks back into her life, Tessa is in a relationship and busy setting up her art gallery in Johannesburg. She has plans to start a family, and the arrival of Ryan throws her for a spin. He is the worst thing that could happen to her dream of stability...or is he?

When everything she clung to starts to crumble, Ryan is right beside her to inspire her to greater things. But her compulsion for having marriage and children on her terms alone pushes Ryan away--until she falls in love with an orphaned baby.

What can Ryan do to make Tessa realize that being with him is what her heart has longed for all along?

Here's a trailer of the book for a foretaste: Dragonfly Moments Book Trailer


“Lilly’s already four months old and doesn’t have a home allocated yet. Not many people want a baby who is HIV positive.”

Tessa blinked back the tears as she watched Madeline feed Lilly. What future did the pretty girl with her caramel skin and tight curls have? She was probably part Indian and part African, beautiful and so vulnerable. Lilly opened her eyes and focused on Madeline, fluttering her delicate eyelashes at her.

“How long do you think she will have?” Her voice came out like a croak.

“She hasn’t got AIDS yet so I think she could live for many years or even a full lifetime, if she gets good care. But no one wants to take the chance of getting attached and then possibly losing their child before she hits the prime of life. Or to have that daily medical burden.”
Tessa nodded, but inside everything was screaming against the injustice. “I would.”
Madeline looked at her. “I don’t think they would consider you as a candidate, being single and having no parenting experience. Caring for a sick child is a full-time job. You wouldn’t be able to run your gallery properly.”

“My gallery’s so quiet. I could take her with me.”

The older woman gazed at her with softness. “You’re not the first single girl who’s had stars in her eyes at the babies. It’s hard work to look after an HIV child.”

“Isn’t it hard work to look after any child?”

Madeline shrugged. “Even though the government will subsidize her medicine for the rest of her life, there are the extra medical costs should she get sick, plus the medicine has to be taken at certain times and can never be forgotten. Even one dose missed could cause problems. She also needs to have checkups on a regular basis. It’s a huge responsibility.”

Tessa focused on Jabu as he glugged down the rest of his bottle and noticed how much longer little Lilly took. She put him down in his cot and came back to find Lilly only halfway through hers.

“Can I take her?” She drew closer and peered at Lilly’s tight, black curls.

“You can try.”

Tessa sat down as Madeline passed her the little bundle. All her insides melted as she received the warm, soft person in her arms.

Lilly didn’t stir or cry, but continued to feed off her bottle. Just before she dropped off to sleep, she fluttered her eyelashes at Tessa and then closed them gently like dragonfly wings against her fudge-colored cheeks. So much for being testy.

Tessa had fallen in love. This baby was perfect. How she longed to protect her, nurture her, and give her a happy life, no matter how short. She would do everything in her power to make this child hers. Nothing in the world was going to stop her. Lilly was the start of the family she’d been waiting for. The realization dropped a deep satisfaction in her soul. Finally.
With her eyes on Lilly, she heard Ryan sit down next to her on the other side and Madeline disappear to attend to someone else.

“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” he asked.

“I know. Her eyelashes are so long.”

“I’ve held her many times, and she’s cried herself to sleep in my arms.”

“Oh.” He’d held her many times? The man next to her was wonderful, so warm and nurturing. He would make the perfect father.

He bent over Lilly and brushed a kiss on her smooth, narrow forehead. Joy spurted into Tessa’s soul at the simple gesture. Lilly opened her eyes briefly, batted her eyelashes, and fell back to sleep. The movement of Lilly’s chest as she took tiny breaths pressed against her lap. It felt so right and fed some empty hole inside of her. She hated to know that Lilly was sick, but she was willing to protect her from as much of it as possible and try to make the years that she was alive as happy as she could. She would visit here as often as possible.

“I want her,” she said to Ryan whose face was near them.

“We all do.”

“No, I’m serious. I’m going to get her.”

“You’re single.”

“We can change that.” The idea came to her in a moment. It was perfect. Ryan loved her and said he wanted to start a family with her. They could get married so Lilly could have a family. The adoption would be simple as she wouldn’t be single anymore. Instant family. The excitement pumping through her was almost too much to bear.

Ryan said nothing, his eyes large, brown, and steady.

“What are you saying?” he asked, still in a hushed voice.

“If we get married, we can have her.”

He took her free hand and clasped it. “I love you, but we’re not ready for that.”

She was on a roller coaster and was about to take the loop and go upside down, but she was loving the ride. It didn’t matter if their love wouldn’t last forever. It only had to last long enough for Lilly. She’d never fallen as hard as she had for this baby.

I hope you enjoyed my excerpt. I wanted to work in an orphanage years ago but it never materialised. I loved writing about Lilly because secretly I’ve wanted to adopt a child and give them a home, but I think my family is big enough already.

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#CoverReveal If Ever I Would Leave You Anthology

Today, authors Bronwyn
, Jessica Jarman, and Jenny Trout unveil the cover of their upcoming

If Ever I Would Leave You
(July, 2014)

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Bronwyn Green

A year after Tabby Nolan's sister
vanished from the Lake Michigan shore with her boyfriend, Liam, Tabby visits
the spot where the two were last seen-- and finds herself pulled into the
crumbling world of Avalon.

Since his disappearance, Liam has been
trapped in the mythical land, with no link to the world he knew. Now, their
shared memories of Tabby's missing sister are all they can cling to as Avalon
dies around them.

But Tabby doesn't want to be a
replacement for her sister, and her growing attachment to Liam feels like a
betrayal. As Avalon fades around them, Liam and Tabby must rely on each other--
or be lost with the ancient kingdom forever.

Albion’s Circle: The Deepest Cut
Jessica Jarman

For nineteen years, Anna has been
plagued by dreams of lives lived only in legend. Finally free from the family
that believed her hopeless and worthless, she’s ready to start her life

When Anna meets an enigmatic stranger
claiming to be the legendary wizard Merlin, she is forced to question the very
reality she’s struggled to accept. With the mythic figures from her dreams
intruding on her waking life, Anna learns that she’s been reborn to fight an
ancient evil alongside King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table.

Caught in an ages old conflict, Anna is
the key to stopping a dark magic that will destroy the world—and Merlin wants
to make sure that this time, Anna isn’t alone.

A Choice Fit For A Queen
Jenny Trout
writing as
Abigail Barnette

For perpetual
overachiever Madison Lane, a summer studying Arthurian mythology in the Welsh
countryside with professor Thomas Evans is a dream come true, and the adventure
of a lifetime.

Of course, the
enormous crush Madison developed on the professor after a semester of his
lectures at U of M has absolutely nothing to do with her desire to learn more
about the enduring legend of Camelot. At least, that’s what she’s telling her

When Madison meets
fellow student Rhys Crewe, sparks fly, throwing her plans for wild fling with
Professor Evans completely out of whack—as do her unexpectedly complicated
feelings for Thomas. With tales of Arthur and Lancelot haunting her every
waking moment, Madison has to make the most difficult choice of her life.

Jessica Jarman is an author, blogger, and rather
obsessive fangirl. Having grown up in Upper Michigan and currently living in
Minnesota, she is a Midwestern girl through and through. And wouldn’t have it
any other way.

When Jessica isn't
working to get words on the page, she passes the time with her amazing husband
and four children, attempting to be crafty (and failing miserably), squeeing
uncontrollably over her favorite shows or curling up with a good book. 

Bronwyn Green is an author, blogger and compulsive crafter. She
lives Michigan with her husband, two sons and three somewhat psychotic cats.
When not frantically writing, she can be found helping in her youngest son’s
classroom or binge-watching Netflix while working on her latest craft project.

Abigail Barnette (Jenny Trout) is
a writer, blogger, and funny person. She has written award winning and
bestselling erotic romance as Abigail Barnette. Writing as Jennifer Armintrout,
she made the USA Today bestseller list with Blood Ties
Book One: The Turning
. Her novel American Vampire was
named one of the top ten horror novels of 2011 by Booklist Magazine
Online. She is a proud Michigander, mother of two, and wife to the only person
alive capable of spending extended periods of time with her without wanting to
strangle her. Visit her on twitter (@Jenny_Trout) or at her blog,


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