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POSSESS ME is coming out in 5 days! So I’ve decided to have yet another contest. (For those wondering about the others, go to www.smutketeers.com where we are celebrating a week of obsession and possession with author friends and prizes)

So far the reviews are good

RT Magazine gave it 4 stars-saying-“Sultry days in the Big Easy get a lot steamier with three novellas wrapped around the legend of a voodoo spirit who can fulfill every darkest fantasy. All of these dovetailing stories are fun, hot and romantic.”

Fangtastic Books gave it 4.5 fangs-saying-“I honestly couldn’t put this book down. It was wonderful to read something so delightfully different and deliciously magical. Sensual, seductive and filled with sexy -if you like paranormal erotica this
book’s for you”

And Night Owl Reviews gave it 4 stars-saying-“this was my first time reading R.G. Alexander I am happy to report I look forward to more of her work in the future!”

I wanted to talk a little about the men of POSSESS ME – Celestin Dias Rousseau, Benjamin  Adair, and of course-Bone Daddy.

Rousseau is the child of a Portugeuse/Irish mother and a father of Haitian descent. He is a loving son, a protective brother, owner of Cafe Bwe-he is also a man with a monkey on his back. Bone Daddy. Rousseau would have a hard time admitting it, but the Loa never gives him more than his most erotic fantasies. He never gives him less either. When Allegra shows up on the scene, Rousseau knows he’ll have the struggle of his life on his hands. He’s never wanted anyone more, but he refuses to give in, she’s just too damned special to be sucked into his nightmare.

Rousseau’s best friend and Allegra’s partner in crime, Benjamin  Adair was born to privilege and inherited power. He, like his mother before him, needs only to touch another to know what they are feeling. It has helped him in business, in pleasure, but its pushed away the woman he’s wanted for his own since they were children. Michelle Toussaint. Mimi. Her ability to see spirits sent her running from New Orleans, from him, long ago. He plays the bad boy well, but inside, he’s always been waiting. For her.

Bone Daddy. What can I say? There isn’t a picture that can capture the features. When Michelle first gets a look at him she comes close. He was almost too beautiful. Short, dark curls framed a sinner’s face. His lashes were long, his lips full and pouty, and his eyes were the color of whiskey in the sun. He was lighter than her brother–”high yellow” was the term her grandmother would have used…
Bethany’s first reaction to seeing him is a little more, well, blunt. “He’s too…pretty, don’t you think? I can’t imagine wanting to date a man that pretty. Ruggedly handsome, yes, even large and adorable–but truly pretty? You’ll always wonder if he’ll like your new lace panties more on you or on himself.” You can see why Bone Daddy might be charmed by her can’t you? *wink*
(PS-if any of you can-from these descriptions-find me a pic of the perfect Bone Daddy…well, there might be something in it for you)
I can’t tell you too much more about him without giving his story away, but I can tell you that Mambo Toussaint, a voodoo priestess and one of The Mamas, was just as in the dark about where he came from as the others.
A Loa, a voodoo spirit, yes, but not completely. A sexual entity who feeds on pleasure, always leaving something to remember him by—if he leaves at all that is. But he’s more than just a sexual being, so much more that he surprised even me. I’m more than a little in love with him.

CONTEST

I’m giving away all four of my COG series (yes I will no doubt write more, but for the moment-this is it) All print-all signed AND a signed copy of POSSESS ME to two lucky winners.
What you have to do
Visit Smutketeers and post
Spread the word about Possess Me release and tell me about it here
See if you can find a pic of Bone Daddy (this last one is not mandatory lol-I’m just curious)
I will announce the winner August 4th

Scrumptious as a cherry peach parfait…or a sinfully kinky foursome.

Available now at MBAM!
The popular cooking show, Brunch with Laura, is T.S. Larkin’s brainchild. Rather, it was. Because her boss couldn’t keep it in his pants, Truly’s unemployed and not sure what to do with herself. When a juicy tip leads her to the best-kept secret in Denver—three mouthwatering chefs whose restaurant image needs a makeover—her PR instincts start tingling. And her imagination simmers with private fantasies.

Ever since the last woman he, Clay and Louis shared nearly ruined everything, Nate has worked hard to get things back in order. Truly’s ideas could rescue their business, but her non-stop curves, luscious lips and cherry-on-top hair are a sure-fire recipe for another disaster.

But when the ingredients are right, the reaction is inevitable. A kiss in the walk-in explodes into a wild night of indulging Truly’s every sweet and spicy whim. She is the missing ingredient for the perfect foursome. Except Nate is suddenly not so sure he’s willing to let the others lick the spoon, much less share.

Warning: Explicit sex, bisexual ménage, delicious recipes, sexy chefs who like to share. Threesomes, foursomes, kinky food tastings, excessive use of shower toys and chocolate… Hungry yet?

I have a contest going on over at the Smutketeers. Come and check it out.

Eden Bradley’s story in the Smutketeers’ Wasteland anthology, Book Three: THE BREEDER, is out now! Buy it now at MBAM or on Amazon!

In 2012, the world came to a grinding halt as radiation hit from a massive solar storm. Crops died, animals perished, cities fell and humans became little more than beasts themselves. Under the threat of starvation, civility was reduced to mere memory. Only the strongest men survived, and physically weaker women and children wasted to nothingness.

More than a century later, humanity struggles in the desert Wasteland that was left. The solar radiation rendered most women infertile, and the population dwindles more with each year that passes. Scattered up and down coasts, isolated cities eke out an existence from fishing, foraging and hunting for what little game remains. Outside the city walls, men face the threat of pirates and raiders.

Few women remain, divided into four classes—Wanderers, Whores, Breeders and Priestesses. They are as reviled as they are worshiped, a commodity any man must pay to touch.

There is only one rule in the Wasteland—survive.

Book One: THE WANDERER — Crystal Jordan, May 4, 2010
Book Two: THE WHORE — Lilli Feisty, May 11, 2010
Book Three: THE BREEDER — Eden Bradley, May 18, 2010
Book Four: THE PRIESTESS — R.G. Alexander, May 25, 2010

THE BREEDER, Book Three in the Wasteland Series

Destined to serve the desires of an entire city, all she wants is one man. Or maybe two…

Wasteland, Book 3

Born to the Temple, Nitara knows the Great Goddess’s plan for her: to bring life into what is left of an arid and wasted Earth. Since puberty she has been trained to arouse and titillate, to ensure the continuation of the human race.
As is the custom, the man captured for her is strong of blood, though considered little more than a wild animal. Yet when she looks into his eyes, she sees no primitive creature, but the man whose face and hands haunt her sensual dreams.
For Akaash, a hunter and warrior, it’s his shame that he will be sacrificed to a goddess he doesn’t believe in, for a people who are not his own, leaving behind his Wanderer clan—and his bonded lover, Dhatri. Locked in the bowels of the Temple, he has a month to ponder his fate, all while falling helplessly under the spell of the virgin temptress who will soon take his life.
With each tortuously erotic encounter, however, Akaash realizes that Nitara is as much a prisoner as he. If he can just get a message out to Dhatri, there may be a slim chance both of them can escape…

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You can find the entire Wasteland series at Samhain, and you can buy THE BREEDER there, or on Amazon! And visit the Smutketeers blog for excerpts, contests and more!

Bound by Sunlight
KB Alan

Kyriana Price has spent nearly a year trapped at her evil day job. And she does mean evil. Her boss is a mage bent on power and lets nothing stand in the way of his quest to gain more of it. When she sees Connul Graysn wielding a flogger at a BDSM club, she formulates an escape plan that will require his considerable skills—as a mage and as a Dom. Going to another mage for help might not be the best plan, but it’s the only one she’s got, and at this point, she’s willing to try just about anything.

The last thing Connul expects when he finds an intruder in his house is that he’ll soon have her chained in his bedroom, her lovely body marked by his paddle. But she’s begging for his help—how can a gentleman refuse? As they learn to trust each other, he begins to realize that the only thing he’s not willing to do for her is let her go.

Cover art by Kanaxa

Her quest for freedom plunges her into dangerous waters…of desire.

A Wasteland story.

Bryn is a “Rose”, but her life is no garden. A stolen child, prostitution is the only life she’s ever known—except on the nights she sneaks out in stolen men’s clothing to explore the city. A tiny taste of freedom that makes her long for a life outside sexual servitude, at the mercy of any man who can pay.

Xander remembers no other home except his pirate ship, smuggling weapons or anything else for a fee. He’s been happy with his life and his lover, Hawke…until he rescues who he thinks is a young man from robbers.

Figuring she can blend in with the crew, Bryn jumps at the chance to escape the Brothel. Then she discovers Xander and Hawke have a taste for pretty boys—and that she has a taste for them. In their arms, she embraces their incredible gift: control of her own sexuality.

Though women are considered bad luck at sea, Xander isn’t of a mind to give her up. Yet the time is drawing near when the ship must return to Wasteland to resupply. And what awaits them there is a danger that could tear them apart.

Warning: Contains hot pirates, bad boys, pretty boys, lots of three-way pirate sex, a woman spanking a pirate with a rare-wood paddle, a glass dildo used on a pirate—have we mentioned the pirates?

BUY HERE

Wasteland: The Wanderer by Crystal Jordan

Love is the most dangerous experiment of all.

There is only one rule in the Wasteland: survive.

The few remaining women are as reviled as they are worshipped, a commodity any man must pay to touch. And to touch a Wanderer, he may pay with his life.

For Ezra, the risk is worth the reward. People speak his name with the same reverent terror reserved for ancient wrathful gods, but he must always be ready to fend off those who would take what’s his. And what he wants to be his is Kadira.

Kadira, adopted after she witnessed the slaughter of her devoted parents, has vowed never to love or need anyone. It seems only fitting that she, an outsider, accept Ezra’s demand in trade for the fuel technology her clan needs—but her deep, unexpected need for him is the torture she’s fought all her life to avoid. Worse, the greater her wrath, the more he seems to like it.

Ezra’s mercenary half delights at having the warrior woman in his arms. His scientist half can’t resist the urge to see what makes her react—and what makes her explode.

The real experiment: if the bond they forge is strong enough to make her want to stay.

Warning: Threesomes, foursomes, boy on boy, girl on girl, boy on boy on girl, voyeurism, exhibitionism, sex at knifepoint, anal sex, ritual orgies, and, well…it’s just a really dirty book.

Buy it here!

Heading to RT for the week. Costumes and lovely chaos here I come! I’ll be blogging and possibly taking video, so keep your eyes on www.smutketeers.com for updates. We’re also having stay at home and coming to RT contests
Enjoy your week, and wish me luck

A Shifter, A Vampire and A Demon walk into a bar…

Shifting Reality, Book 1

Thomas Lyons is your average cat shifter. Cool, seductive…and bored out of his mind. With the new popularity of all things paranormal, he doesn’t see why he should hide anymore. When his half-demon technophile roommate hooks him up with a computer, Thomas starts a blog announcing to the world who and what he is. Oddly enough, the more he shares, the less he’s believed. In fact, people begin thinking it’s a new online series with fantastic effects.

Margo Sheffield doesn’t dance on tables anymore, not since her reckless naïveté cost her so much. These days, her only guilty pleasures are dark chocolate, shoes—and a certain website with a man whose purring voice sends shivers down her spine. When the show, Shifting Reality, offers a week in a haunted Scottish castle with the stars, it seems a far-off dream. But when that dream becomes reality, her boss’s insistence that she mix business with pleasure—or else—is more like a nightmare.

Thomas’s focus on the show is blown by the luscious, camera-shy handful. And Margo can barely think about contracts when she’s surrounded by newlywed ghost hunters, a matchmaking demon and a man whose addictive touch makes her head spin. A showmance is the last thing she needs, but with a sexy cat like Thomas on the prowl…she just can’t resist.

Warning: Tons of explicit sex. A cat shifter with an oral fixation, voyeurism, anal sex, sex in pantries, with ghosts…you get the idea.

Keep your eyes open-it should be out tonight at MBAM

REVIEWS

Literary Nymphs-4 nymphs- “My Shifter Showmance is very different from anything I have read before but I must say that I thoroughly enjoyed reading this story. This is the first release in the Shifting Reality series and I can’t begin to imagine who the next story will be about, especially with all of the intriguing characters. Once Thomas and Margo get together, and get past their inhibitions, the sex is blistering hot….Congrats R. G. and I am looking forward to reading your next book soon.”

Ms. Alexander has a way with character development, and her world is very believable as well. This is a great book, a joy to read, and it leaves you wanting to visit again. ”

 Don’t Forget to check out contest at Smutketeers!

EXCERPT

“No more.”

Thomas hopped over the back of the couch, his agile body moving in a way no human’s could. He landed to sit comfortably, legs crossed on the coffee table as he popped a potato chip into his mouth. “Don’t get your kilt in a twist, Mac, you agreed to this, remember?”

The tall Scotsman snarled as he paced the living room. “I believe you mentioned something about freedom in the anonymity of the Internet. That we’d be lost in the masses, and there would be no true repercussions for baring our proverbial souls.” He stopped to glare at Thomas. “People are following me whenever I show myself, Lyons. Other vampires are split into two camps. They either want to be on the show, or they are planning my demise for allowing you to continue to out us. That sounds like repercussions to me.”

“They’re called fans, Mac Attack. It isn’t like they’re carrying torches and pitchforks.” Thomas chuckled. “Not yet anyway. As for the vampire threats, you can take them. You’re the toughest bloodsucker I know.”

Saint spoke up from his position on the leather recliner without lifting his gaze from his laptop. “The forums are already lighting up like Christmas trees, and the contest post is going viral.”

“Viral?”

Thomas snorted. “That’s a good thing in this case, Mac. Now you just need to let the current residents at Castle Continuously Depressing know we’re having guests.”

Mac crossed his arms. “Only if you remember our deal. After I allow you to turn my home into your own private testing ground, this ends. No more waking to find a camera attached to my headboard. No more deep in depth interviews about the taste of Type A versus Type O positive. I have lived a dozen lifetimes with no more than a family painting to prove my existence. And now I’ve been recorded sleeping merely to answer a random question on your damn site about whether or not a vampire snores. So no more invasions of my privacy, or Saint’s, or you’ll be looking for a new roommate…and we all know who keeps this place in cream and caviar.”

Thomas watched Mac storm out to the balcony and disappear into the night, becoming the mist. He was always envious of that ability. Arrogant bastard. Problem was, Mac was right. He stared at the ceiling morosely. It had gotten out of hand. He’d never imagined people would actually pay attention to one small website among so many. Or that he’d enjoy it this much.

He wasn’t sure when it began to bother him, hiding what he was. Maybe it always had. His was a proud species. Cats weren’t known for their humility, after all. He didn’t want to dominate humans, but pretending to be one of them, pretending he wasn’t stronger, faster, more agile and a hell of a lot longer lived…well that sucked.

Clark Kent he wasn’t. The alter ego, play-acting routine had long grown stale. But he’d lived with it for so long. Swallowed the bitter taste in his mouth and suffered in silence. Until that one night. He recalled it with great clarity. He’d been penned up for too long, and he felt the desire to unleash his lion for a late night run. He’d shifted back to his human form in an alley behind his favorite nightclub. He was feeling wild, longing for the sexual release the beast within him craved. Before he could enter the club he heard the scream. A young woman had seen him, watched his body morph, watched his fur disappear and clothing come from out of the ether to cover him.

He’d reacted instinctively. Done what he’d done a thousand times before. He’d pulled her into his arms, swamped her with his pheromones, then found her friends and convinced them she was drunk. When she’d rambled on and on about seeing a lion in the alley, about her sudden need to have sex, they’d all chuckled, joking with her about her inability to hold her liquor before they decided to take her home. It was a scenario Thomas had played out before, but this time…it had gotten to him.

He started thinking about the injustice of it all. Why couldn’t he shift when he wanted to? Why did Mac have to change locations, “die” and leave his inheritance to himself over and over again? And Saint. Well, Saint was different. He had no desire to leave the house or his computer to explore the world outside. He said the demon half of him didn’t play well with others. At least, not in person. But what about all the other shifters and vampires out there? What about the ghosts? They accepted humans and their right to exist, why couldn’t they live out in the open as well?

He’d gotten home that night railing at the Fates, going on an on until Saint had walked out of the room and brought him one of his extra computers. He’d shown him how to use the webcam and how to start a blog. Mainly, Thomas now believed, to get him to shut up.

It was like catnip. He’d begun to talk into the camera and, like a sinner at confession, it had all poured out. All his frustrations, what he was, everything. It had been cathartic. Freeing. Addictive. When people began to comment on his blog, discussing his video posts in the chat room, going with what they considered his fantasy…well, he enjoyed that too. Here he could talk to them, answer questions, get into arguments about myth versus reality. Here he could be himself.

And he’d loved the loyal posters and chat room groupies. He found himself prowling less, staying home just to talk to them. Doing things he wouldn’t normally do, like risking the wrath of his roommates just to please them. Fanglvr353 had been the one to request a camera placed on the sleeping Mac’s headboard. She’d been so grateful she’d sent him virtual flowers. And a picture of herself that made even Thomas blush. It was for Mac, but somehow Thomas didn’t think he’d be appreciative.

“She’s signed in.”

Thomas glanced over at Saint, suddenly alert. “She?”

Saint raised one dark eyebrow. “Kittysnapdragon. Isn’t she your favorite?”

He tried not to let his excitement show. What had she thought of his last video? Had she gotten his not so subtle message to her? Had she entered the contest? He rolled his eyes at Saint. “She’s just a fan of the website, man. Besides, you told me yourself how these things work. She could be a sixty-five-year-old, three hundred pound man for all I know.”

Saint shook his head. “Nope. More like thirty-one, female, long, dark brown hair and an ass you could bounce quarters off for fun.”

Thomas made an effort to stop growling, pulling his lips down over his extending incisors. “It isn’t nice to pry, Saint.” He kept forgetting Saint’s talent. A technophile, Saint traveled through the ether with his mind alone. In a heartbeat he could know everything about anyone linked in. A power Thomas wouldn’t mind borrowing from time to time. “Quarters, you say?”

My latest book from Samhain, SPRING EQUINOX, is out today! This is Book Two in my Celestial Seductions series, a four-book seasonal collection of contemporary erotic romance novellas, and each one has a special little twist.You can find Book One, WINTER SOLSTICE, at Samhain, on MBAM and on Amazon.
But back to SPRING EQUINOX. Would you like a little peek?

Once upon a time, two young lovers vowed to reunite…

Celestial Seductions, Book 2

After a bitter divorce, Isabel Asher returns to Isla de Margarita to find the only man she’s ever truly loved. Twelve years ago, on her eighteenth birthday, they made a pact to meet…if they both were free. Now she waits, wondering if Rafael Cruz will be her every fantasy come to life…or just a foolish dream.

Rafael never forgot their summer of love all those years ago. Since then, no other woman has measured up to the memory of Isabel in his arms. Their chemistry is still stunning, the sex is sizzling. The power of their memories is overwhelming. Yet it’s too soon to tell if she wants to be with him as much as he wants her.

As her time on the island grows short, their sensual play heats up, and includes a night with Rafael’s best friend. But they must decide if their passionate reunion is simply a celebration of the past…or a new beginning for lasting love.

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To celebrate my release, I’m running a contest and posting an excerpt over on The Smutketeers blog, so come on by and check it out!

I’m a little thrown by the wonderful responses-you guys rock! 

So…before I announce the winners I heard some great news this morning. Wicked Sexy was reviewed by I Read Romance and they gave it their Keeper Shelf stamp of approval!

http://www.ireadromance.com/

“There is a word that I am beginning to associate with author Alexander – fire. You know that if you pick up any of her works that somewhere within the reading your blood will heat up from her blend of imaginative and erotic writing. “

Woohoo!

Okay, now on to the winners

For the signed copy of  Who Loves a Superhero? …… KC!!

The winner of the signed copy of Lux in Shadow …. Jennifer Mathis!! (You’re on a hot streak with my eeny meeny miny mo lol)

The winner of the ebook Who Wants to Date a Superhero?  is…… Cathy M!!

And the winner of a signed copy of  Twilight Guardian is…. Molli!!

Congratulations everybody!!

You know the drill-if its print send your snail mail to r.g.alexander@hotmail.com , if its e-book send me a line so I can send you the pdf.

Thank you all again so much! And keep your eyes open-My Shifter Showmance releases March 30th, and I’ll no doubt be having another contest. You know me.