1. Introduction

December Contest Winner

Last month's contest winner is: zoey7884 Congratulations, zoey7884! Jennifer Dunne will be contacting you soon with information on how to receive your prize.

January Contest

This month's prize from Siren Cassie Walder will be: One electronic copy of ABBATOIR, published by Triskellion Publishing. Good luck, everyone!

2. Siren News

Rachel Bo
http://webpages.charter.net/rachelbo

Check out the awesome new review of Rachel's story "Into the Green" from MYTH-BEHAVIN' by Rachel Bo, Shiloh Walker and Bonnie Hamre:

"Myth-Behavin' is a wonderful anthology of very vivid stories...Into the Green by Rachel Bo, is by far my favorite in this collection...a gut-wrenching story that touched me so much I cried...I would recommend getting the anthology for this one alone."
~ Gene King for http://www.joyfullyreviewed.com/reviews/MythBehavin.html


Treva Harte
http://www.trevaharte.com

The Wildling

5 Wands
"The only reason I didn't finish this book in one sitting is that I started it late at night and if my hubby had woke up and I hadn't gone to bed, I'd have gotten fussed at for not getting enough sleep. As it is, I didn't go to bed till after 4:30 am. It was difficult to stop reading and turn the computer off."
--http://www.enchantedramblings.net/reviews/review026.html

"The Wildling is a must-read for fans of futuristic erotic romance who enjoy stories with edgy undertones."
-Belle Dessler Just Erotic Romance Reviews
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Beverly Havlir
http://www.beverlyhavlir.com

Karn'al: Jed's Revenge

"Ms. Havlir has put together a cast of characters that you will fall in love with. This is a really wonderful book and a definite keeper. "
-Oleta Blaylock
Just Erotic Romance Reviews

If you are looking for something to read on a long winter night, you should give Jed's Revenge a try. It will warm you right up!"
-Julia, The Romance Studio

"Not only is Karn'al: Jed's Revenge a great book in itself, but it is also a wonderful setup for a fascinating series."
-Serena, Fallen Angel Reviews

"KARN'AL: JED'S REVENGE is an excellent read. This book goes on the top shelf of my keeper shelves!"
-Shayla, Romance Junkies

"If you like your story filled with science fiction, wonderful characters and lots of hot sex, you'll love Jed's Revenge."
-Trang, EcataRomance


Katherine Kingston
http://www.katherinekingston.com

"Checkmate"novella in the PLEASURE RAIDERS anthology

5 Stars!
"This was an amazing start. The ingeniousness of the tasks and how they needed to complete them was fabulous. I really enjoyed the interaction between Raje and Devonne. This was a well-written story and a continuation of Ms. Kingston's line of great releases."
-- Serena, Fallen Angels Reviews
http://www.fallenangelreviews.com/December2005/Serena-PleasureRaiders.htm

5 Stars
"Checkmate by Katherine Kingston is a quirky little futuristic romance with oodles of appeal. A strong no-nonsense heroine and a good guy disguised as the bad boy hero mix among some wacky interplanetary laws to create a story that will have you glued to the pages. The supporting characters are fantastic in that they add to the hilarity and lend depth to Dev and Raje without distracting one from the meat of the story. Well done, Ms. Kingston."
Keely Skillman, eCataRomance.com
http://www.ecataromance.com/reviews?type=&id=679

GARGOYLE'S CHRISTMAS

4 Ribbons
"Katherine Kingston has written a super sensual romance about the faith and courage it takes in believing love can break through even the hardest of stones!"
-- Tracy Marsac for Romance Junkies
http://www.romancejunkies.com/artman/publish/article_5091.shtml

Titania Ladley
http://www.titanialadleyromance.com

BAT SCRATCH FEVER

5 Angels!
"Bat Scratch Fever is an amazing amalgamation of reincarnation, vampires, and voyeurism. Titania Ladley has created a whole new breed of vampires and boy, are they yummy!"
-Serena for Fallen Angel Reviews

"Ms. Ladley is a terrifically talented author who has given readers yet another exciting and enthralling book that is sure to warm up may a cold winter's night"
- Susan White for Coffee Time Romance

5 Stars!
"Titania Ladley creates a story of star-crossed lovers… The sex scenes are extremely hot. Readers will be squirming in their seats as they turn the pages of this book. I enjoyed the fact that these vampires are different from the creatures of the night normally found in books of this genre. I hope Ms. Ladley will visit these vampires again in future stories."
Candy for Ecataromance.com

4 Kisses!
"…Bat Scratch Fever is a great read. Titania Ladley has a talent for writing compelling characters… The last scene is every woman's fantasy… I loved how this story shows a love that refused to die."
Stacey Brutger for Romance Divas

4 Stars!
"Bat Scratch Fever is a great story of hot sex, witty dialogue and beautiful characters that had me wish the story never ended."
Ann Lee for Just Erotic Romance Reviews

"There is a sort of tongue-in-cheek quality to Bat Scratch Fever… Ms. Ladley also maintains a sense of urgency and drama throughout the story. The love scenes between Mikayla and Drake and then Damon are very arousing. The reader will find battery operated devices or a significant other advisable when reading these juicy love scenes… Bat Scratch Fever is sensual vampire tale with elements of humor that add to the enjoyment of it."
Kirra Pierce for Just Erotic Romance

"Bat Scratch Fever by Titania Ladley was an enjoyable read. The love triangle between Mikayla, Drake, and Damon was very hot. Mikayla is a strong character."
Delia for Joyfully Reviewed

3. Presenting our featured author for this month - Cassie Walder

Interviewed by Rachel Bo

Reading, Food & Inventive Fun
By Samantha Winston
http://www.samanthawinston.com

We wish you all a happy, healthy, and prosperous 2006! This year, I thought I'd write about Sexy Food around the world. I'll start with my own country, France! Here in France, as you can imagine, food and sex go together. There is no such thing as a casual dinner out. Each menu is chosen to give pleasure to all the senses. One restaurant nearby even makes two menus, one for Her and one for Him. The woman's menu starts off with velvety foie-gras (goose liver paté) on brioche toast followed by a delicate filet of fish steamed with asparagus and lemon. The man's menu starts off with a dozen oysters on the half shell, and then he has a rare steak cooked with mustard sauce and greens. Dessert is chocolate-dipped strawberries. The waiter puts a little fondue pot on the table along with a platter of red, glistening strawberries. You dip the strawberries in the warm chocolate and eat them…how can you not be turned on after such a meal? A glass of chilled champagne wraps up the evening, and then it's home to slide between the sheets!

I have a little fondue pot here at home. It keeps chocolate sauce at just the right temperature. I love to dip bananas in it, and my husband is a big fan of chocolate covered strawberries. Here is a fun thing to do in the evening when there are no distractions in the house.

Melt chocolate in the fondue pot or if you don't have a fondue pot, in the microwave (stir often!) Add some cream to the chocolate to keep it smooth and pour into a bowl. Take off your clothes and put an old sheet on the bed - one you don't mind getting some chocolate on!

Then put bananas and strawberries on a platter with the bowl of chocolate and set it in the middle of the bed. Sit on the bed next to each other. Dip the fruit in chocolate and feed your partner. Dip your finger in the chocolate and paint a small area on your own body you want your partner to lick clean. Continue until the plate is empty and the chocolate all gone. The French love chocolate, so this is one of their favourite recipes:

Easy Individual Chocolate Soufflés

Ingredients:
1 lb. strawberries
8 ounces dark chocolate
½ cup flour
5 egg yolks
5 egg whites
4 tablespoons butter
50 g sugar
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon lemon juice
powdered sugar

Directions:
Butter and flour 4 ramekins.
Preheat oven to 180° C (350°F)
Whip egg yolks and sugar together until pale yellow.
Add flour and baking soda.
Melt chocolate.
Add the butter and stir until very smooth.
Add chocolate to egg and sugar mix.
Whip egg whites until very firm.
Delicately stir egg whites into chocolate mix, stirring from the bottom to the top.
Pour into ramekins and bake 20 - 25 minutes.
During this time put half the strawberries with the lemon juice in a blender.
When the chocolate soufflés are done, turn them out into deep dishes and arrange the leftover strawberries around them. Pour the blender mixture over the top and sprinkle with powdered sugar.
Enjoy !

5. Enticing Excerpts

   

Rachel Bo
http://webpages.charter.net/rachelbo

LONG TALL FURRY by Rachel Bo - coming in February to www.changelingpress.com!

BLURB:

Cursed long ago by an Amazonian witch-woman, the females of Sinna's family are fated to spend their lives as Brazilian fire serpents, shapeshifters obsessed with finding ways to dissipate heat - both the fever of their bodies and the smoldering flames of sexual desire that will some day consume them.

Driven to distraction by the callous, unsatisfying one night stands that have been her family's mainstay on the sexual front, Sinna longs for a man who can properly quench her raging desires.

On a dare, she joins the Paranormal Mates Society, thinking that at the very least it might be interesting to try a werewolf sandwich, or to discover whether a satyr's sexual appetite can match her own. Instead, she's drawn by the most unlikely profile - that of a Yeti, a creature whose very existence is diametrically opposed to hers.

They're either destined for meltdown...or in for the steamiest ride of their lives!

EXCERPT:

LONG TALL FURY by Rachel Bo Copyright 2005 - all rights reserved.

"Yeti, 9 feet 3 inches tall and solid as a glacier, seeks non-Yeti companion for a change of pace, possible LTR. Must enjoy body sledding, ice fishing, ice cream, and bear hugs. No fragile creatures need apply, this alpha male prefers a substantial woman who can appreciate his rough-and-tumble nature. Serious inquiries only to: longtallfurry@paranormalmatessociety.com."

A Yeti? Sinna leaned forward. She hadn't realized they actually existed. Then again, she'd pretty much shunned paranormal society, since her condition wasn't exactly hereditary in the normal sense and it was literally a curse, not a blessing.

She gazed into those piercing blue eyes again. He wasn't exactly her type. With his tight black pants, bulging muscles and bare chest, he seemed more fairy-tale barbarian than twenty-first century man. Yet, his eyes gleamed with intelligence, and burned with a chill intensity that just might rival the hottest of the fires that raged within her.

Well, she was certainly a substantial woman, bear hugs sounded fabulous, and she had no idea what body sledding was, but wouldn't mind finding out. Grabbing a pen, she jotted down his e-mail address and backed out to the site's home page.

"Welcome to Paranormal Mates Society, where finding the love of your life is supernatural, super easy!

Tired of squeamish humans passing you over because blood is your beverage of choice?

Do you long to indulge in intimate moonlight jaunts with a potential Pet Smart Companion?

Are your fins fed up with the goldfish bowl of dating?

Did the devil make you give up on ever finding your soul mate?

Long to soar to the heavens with the match of your dreams?

Fill out our in-depth entry form. Browse thousands of profiles from paranormals just like you! Make new friends and find the paranormal match of a lifetime at www.paranormalmatessociety.com!

Where meeting the perfect match can be out of this world!

Don't wait -- join with our special offer for a free trial basis now!"

Sinna frowned. A little hard sell, perhaps, but…she skipped down to the description of membership packages. They had three and six month packages available for a fee, but there was also a Purgatory membership at no cost, which would allow her to send and receive up to five e-mails per day and up to two vibes per day. Vibes turned out to be a button you clicked to send a non-text message indicating interest.

Well, if she contacted this guy and it didn't work out, she didn't plan to remain a member, so all she really needed was the Purgatory membership. Unfortunately, she couldn't join until she'd filled out the entry form. She clicked rapidly through the form, a check here, a no there. For Hobbies, she just typed "varied", and for Your Ideal Date, she put "surprise me". That was kind of like cheating, but frankly, she only planned to give this site one try.

And she couldn't even believe she was doing that.

But those bright blue eyes beckoned her throughout the process, and so she continued until the site welcomed 2hot2handle as the newest member of Paranormal Mates Society.



Treva Harte
http://www.trevaharte.com

Walk Away by Treva Harte (from www.loose-id.com)


"He's gay."

"He's not."

"They're all gay."

"You're going to make me cry."

"Who is gay?" Leila broke into the chatter between the two waitresses as she peered through the little bar's murky light.

"They're not. God couldn't be that cruel." Sasha stared off to the left and jerked her chin instead of pointing. "We're talking about Them. Three of the most gorgeous men that have ever stepped into this place."

"They stick close to each other, they don't look at women and they're way too good-looking. Gay, gay, gay." Thea hissed the words to them both.

"Indoor voices, girls." Leila looked where Sasha was still staring. "Oh!"

"You see?" Both of the waitresses chorused together.

"They are gorgeous." Leila automatically smoothed her chestnut hair, even though they weren't looking back. "Drop dead, finger licking gorgeous."

"If they were interested, it wouldn't be my finger I'd want licked. Or theirs." Thea pursed her lips. "Yum yum."

The tallest one in the group, the one with the rich brown hair that fell to his shoulders, suddenly looked their way. Leila gulped. Intense blue eyes seared her for a moment. Then he turned his face away and spoke to the other two. Two dark heads bent close to his. He didn't look back up.

"He's so not interested in women." Thea shrugged. "We lose again, ladies. But I win my bet, Sasha. Pay up, girl."

"He might not be interested in me--us. But he's not gay." Leila held onto the counter, trying to settle her stomach. It was as if he'd hit her. Not that he ever had. Not physically.

"How do you know?" Sasha asked. "Did he try to wrestle you to the floor and have his way with you one dark night?"

"He must have been about twelve. He doesn't look all that old and Leila hasn't gone out with a guy in years." Thea giggled.

"Actually, that's exactly what Dek did." Leila let go of the counter, very carefully. "If he asks, tell Jeff I'm taking my break early."

Titania Ladley
http://www.titanialadleyromance.com

MIDNIGHT HOUR Excerpt
Copyright by Titania Ladley
Now available at Triskelion Publishing!


Setup: It has been a frustrating eternity of searching for his lover through many incarnates. But Logan has finally found Noelle. Now that he has her warm and willing in his arms again, he must hurry and complete a task put upon him by a higher power. The minutes tick by as Logan races against the deadly stroke of the MIDNIGHT HOUR.



Reluctantly, he entangled his hand in her hair and yanked her mouth from his engorged penis.

"What'd'ya do that for?" She stared up at him with cherry-red, swollen lips and eyes that glazed with heavy passion.

His soul's heart did a flip in his chest. Logan drew in a cleansing breath of self-control. He glanced at the hourglass. Only a handful of sand remained. The clock read 11:42.

"Time. There isn't time…" With a haste born of centuries of impatience, he curled his hand into her thick hair and collapsed onto the bed, tugging her down with him.

Noelle winced with shock, but it wasn't long before she panted, gazing at him with animal need as he pulled on her fiery, short locks of hair. Yes, she'd always loved her hair pulled during sex, and obviously, it was a trait she'd brought with her into this life. The thought of it both pleased and inflamed him, spurring on the urgency that plagued his heart.

"Ah, love, my love." He whispered it against her neck, tugging harder on her hair. The grains of sand echoed in his head, mocking him as each granule dropped into the lower hollow of the hourglass. But her beauty, the soft texture of her skin against his, overclouded its provocation.

She writhed beneath him, her breath coming in short whimpers of passion. He gripped her wrists and drew her arms above her head while his free hand skimmed down to cup one full, ripe breast.

"Mmm, oh God," she gasped.

The nipple hardened between his fingers, and he bent his head and sucked it into his mouth. It tasted of tart and sugary wine, and reminded him of a raspberry, small, smooth and plump against his taste buds. He nipped and clamped it with his teeth until she moaned and thrashed in ecstasy. Again, her true soul shone through as little sobs of bliss escaped her lips. She'd always loved to be overpowered, to be held in bondage, and apparently, the need still coursed ripe in her soul.

She bucked against him, her pussy colliding with his throbbing erection. His hand kneaded and pinched her breast while his mouth moved to hers, her breath becoming his, his becoming hers. Her tongue tasted of pure ambrosia, a potent feast for a starved man. He continued to devour her, drawing her lower lip into his mouth and nipping it between his teeth. Simultaneously, he aligned the tip of his cock with her warmth, her legs still somewhat closed against his entry.

"Yield to me, Noelle. You must yield your body and soul to me-now."

She moaned and shook her head in defiance, but he knew her so well, knew every ploy and nuance of her personality. Noelle had always exuded an irresistible mixture of innocence, insatiability and rebelliousness. Just like the night of her coming-out New Year's Eve soiree-that fateful night centuries ago-when he'd playfully dragged her into the closet. He'd taught her the delights of obedience, the thrill of giving into his power, the excitement of living on the edge of danger. To be ravished in a closet with hundreds of snobbish members of the ton mere feet away, had been the ultimate sexual experience for his voracious, eager lover.

"I said yield to me."

"No…" she rasped. "No."

Yes. Always, she had delighted in clandestine rendezvous, in being overpowered, totally seduced, in playing the woman forced into submission. That is, unless he'd acted out one of his own games with her and denied her his cock for an extended period. In that case, well, suddenly, he would become the submissive slave and she the dominant, sex-starved harlot.

"Then you leave me no choice. Time is running out."

He lifted his pelvis and drove his hips between her partially open legs. It forced them wide so that the front side of his rod became coated with the stickiness that slicked her labia.

"Yes…" he heard her murmur. "Oh, yes."

In one swift stroke, he plunged himself inside her. The tone of her blissful cry played over and over in his head like a seductive siren's song. It caressed him from the tight emotional vise that clutched his heart, to the aching tip of his buried tool.

And heaven help him, was he ever buried. How had he gone all this time without her? How had he survived without slaking his thirst in her wet pussy? Tight, hot and silky-smooth, it had to have been made for his penis alone. Like coming home, he nearly screamed out his joy at the pure bliss of their souls finally joining after such an agonizing eternity.

She cried out and her legs clamped around his hips. "Yes. Yes!" She reared up, forcing him to unfathomable depths. "More, please, deeper. Ah…Logan…fuck my brains out."

When he released her hands, they shot straight into the length of his hair. With the flaming passion he remembered so fondly, she gripped his head and slammed his mouth into hers.


MIDNIGHT HOUR by Titania Ladley now available at Triskelion Publishing!


Samantha Winston
http://www.samanthawinston.com

Excerpt from 'Diamina' by Samantha Winston Available from Ellora's Cave


It didn't take Diamina long to comprehend that the seven crewmembers, the linkers, were of the race of elves. Tall and fair, they moved with the grace of deer and their pale eyes caught the moonlight and held it in frosty splendour.

When night fell, they took their musical instruments and sat on the deck. Soon their melodious singing filled the air, and it seemed even the stars twinkled in time to their music. Lute and lyre, flute and bells pulled Diamina to her feet and whirled her in an impromptu dance. She could no more stop her body from moving than she could cease to breathe.

The music slowed and quieted, and she rose upon her toes, opened her arms wide and lifted her leg high in a graceful arabesque. Then she gave one last leap, folded her arms across her chest and stood, head bowed, while the last of the music washed over her.

"Come Diamina, the time has come. Sit upon this cushion with us." Captain Roantree put his lute down and smiled at her. "Your dance has enchanted us. Now we shall never play our music without thinking of you."

"I love to dance, and your music was a gift to me." She sat on the silken cushion and looked at Silver. "What is the linking?"

The seven cousins joined hands, and Silver said, "Close your eyes, Diamina. You will enter my mind and together we will seek the one you need to fulfil your destiny."

She did as he asked, and as soon as she closed her eyes, a warm current seemed to flow from Silver's hands into her own, and into the hands of the man sitting on her other side. From hand to hand it passed, until she felt a circle completed. How could she feel such a thing? But she did, she could feel each of them breathing as one, breathing with her.

'Cast your mind out and find the one you seek.' The words came from all around her, like a breeze touching her skin.

"Lyo, where are you?" she whispered. At once an answer came.

"I am here." The words pulled her through the darkness and it was if she skimmed over the waves. Wind carried her, and then she saw Lyo's ship sailing in the darkness, a single lamp hanging from the yardarm. The next thing she knew, she stood at the foot of Lyo's bed. He slept, curled on his side, with Bebo snoring softly on the pillow next to his head.

"Lyo, I'm here." Could he hear her?

He rolled over and opened his eyes, then sat up. "Diamina!" He slept in the nude, she saw. Moonlight played over his muscled torso and over his cock, turning it to a silver phallus.

He didn't hesitate. Taking hold of her arm, he pulled her into his embrace, burying his face in her neck. "You're just a dream, but I've been praying for such a dream." As he spoke, he slid his hands under her dress. His hands brushed against her nipples and he cupped her breasts, squeezing gently. Instantly her nipples hardened, growing into tingling points. A rush of moisture flooded her mouth and her cunt at the same time, and she swallowed hard, and then remembered the linking.

"Stop, we're not alone," she whispered. Part of her worried, she didn't want him to stop. She wanted to feel his hands rubbing her achy nipples and she wanted something, anything, to relieve the throbbing between her legs. A spasm shook her as he slid off the bed to his knees and lifted her dress.

"Bebo's sleeping," he said, and then he lowered his hand. With the tips of his fingers he parted her labia, and then he leaned closer and tickled her clit with the tip of his hot, velvety tongue. His other hand crept around her buttocks, holding her prisoner. As if she wanted to escape.

Oh by the goddess! His tongue burned lazy circles around her clit, teasing it until it pulsed with every one of her heartbeats. The blood left her head in a rush, and she swayed against him, on the point of blacking out. Her flesh shivered in delight as his fingers stroked her swollen flesh. Slick with her juices, his fingers played about her labia and then parted them. Heat gathered in her folds. Softly, he blew cool air on her cunt, sending a shiver right up her spine.

"You tasted better than the sweetest honey," he said. He flashed her a grin, then ducked down and licked at her cleft, his tongue poking softly into her passage. She had to hold his shoulders to stay upright. His tongue lit a fire in her cunt and the burning spread to her belly, legs, arms and nipples. She was so wet! Lyo's mouth made sucking noises as he nuzzled greedily at her sex. Thick juice slid down the insides of her thighs, and her knees trembled so hard she thought she'd fall.

A spasm shook her and she couldn't stop her hips from thrusting against his face. "Harder," she moaned.

In the back of her mind, she could feel the link shiver with sexually charged energy. A vision came to her. She saw Silver, his head thrown back, his hand between his legs, fingers wrapped around his erection. His blond hair swept his back and his eyes were closed. The others in the circle groaned in longing, tendons standing out on their necks, their skin glistening with sweat. One by one she felt and saw them reaching for their hard cocks. Eyes closed, they revelled in her sensations, their pleasure heightened by her excitement. As they touched themselves, she felt their arousal, just as they felt hers.

She tried to pull out of Lyo's embrace, but her muscles wouldn't obey. Instead, a tiny voice murmured, 'No, let yourself go, it's just your astral body and you cannot deny us this small pleasure.' She recognised Silver's voice.

Small pleasure? More like colossal pleasure! Her body quivered with anticipation as Lyo stood and lifted her dress above her head. Warm air caressed her skin, then Lyo's hands, hot, rough and gentle, ran from her shoulders to her breasts. With a loud groan, he bent his head and took a nipple in his mouth. His teeth scraped softly over the puckered surface, and then he bit it softly, pinching just to the point of pain.

Starbursts of pleasure shot from her nipple to her belly, and her womb contracted as he reached down and fingered her clit. Too hard! She flinched as his roughened finger touched her hypersensitive clit. "Slowly," she gasped.

"I don't know if I can go slowly." His voice sounded strangled and he breathed hoarsely. Hands shaking, he pulled her to him. His cock reared straight up, and the sight of it lit another raging fire of need deep in her cunt. She pressed to him; her breasts crushed against his broad chest, his cock pushing into her belly. She needed his cock plunging into her flesh-her labia swelled to the point of pain.

"Take me now," she said.

"No." He pulled away, breathing heavily. "We can't do this."