1. Introduction

October Contest Winner

Congratulations to member: coffee4katt

Congratulations!
Please contact Judy Mays at writermays@yahoo.com by the publication of the December 2006 issue. She'll give you instructions on how to receive your free download of choice from any of her Changeling or Ellora's Cave titles, and a great surprise gift.*

November Contest

The Siren for the month of November is Bella Andre. She'll be giving away a wine-country-themed gift basket to celebrate the January release of TEMPT ME, TASTE ME, TOUCH ME, and the March release of RED-HOT REUNION, which are both set in the Napa Valley wine country.

Good luck to all subscribers!

*Subscribers, please note our contest rules have changed: Winners must now contact the Siren/author of the month named in each issue to redeem prizes. The author must be contacted by the winner before the publication of the following month's newsletter to be eligible to win, or forfeit prize(s).

2. Siren News

Beverly Havlir
http://www.beverlyhavlir.com

FOR ONE NIGHT ONLY
http://www.ellorascave.com/productpage.asp?ISBN=1-4199-0792-1

4 ½ Stars
"Hot and sexy, For One Night Only will definitely appeal to the readers. There is nothing better than some intense heavy loving combined with some Dom/sub action. This one will leave the pages steaming."
~ Elyse Lyn, EcataRomance
http://sensual.ecataromance.com/reviews?type=&id=447

5 Stars
"Yummy and tasteful, *For One Night Only* is a feast of sexual energy. In the end, it is the intensity of Lily and Michael's relationship, which is beautifully written that makes this story so enjoyable to read. Don't miss this story because *For One Night Only* will keep you warm on a cold night."
~ Julie Esparza, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
http://www.justeroticromancereviews.com

5 Stars
"*For One Night Only* is well written and cleanly edited. Lily and Michael quickly became people I cared about. Their love story was first and foremost in the plot. The sex is amazingly hot, with descriptions that made me wonder why I hadn't ventured into the genre earlier. The Dom/sub relationship in the bedroom was cooperative, without force or reluctance. It was fully pleasurable for Lily and Michael... and for me."
~ Ginger Boucher, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
http://www.justeroticromancereviews.com

4 Angels
"For One Night Only is an erotic tale of finding love."
~ Tewanda, Fallen Angel Reviews.
http://www.fallenangelreviews.com/2006/October/Tewanda-ForOneNightOnly.htm

4.5 Ribbons
"Talk about steamy seduction! Beverly Havlir has written a fantastic and truly magnetic story with FOR ONE NIGHT ONLY. Her fan base is sure to explode after this tempestuous and emotional love story."
~ Sarah, Romance Junkies
http://208.109.92.234/artman/publish/article_7006.shtml


Katherine Kingston
http://www.katherinekingston.com

GARGOYLE'S CHRISTMAS
http://www.ellorascave.com/productpage.asp?ISBN=1-4199-0481-7

"A rather fun BDSM romance with a caring and considerate dominant hero. It emphasizes the enjoyment that both the hero and heroine get from sex that includes bondage and spanking. Though a short format, there is a nice bit of plot and the romance is well done."
-- Susan Mobley, Romantic Times magazine


Judy Mays
http://www.judymays.com

MYTHS & LEGENDS 3: OCELOT
Changeling Press

4 Nymphs!
"The characters are memorable and the variety of shape shifting cats will keep you from ever getting bored while reading this delightful tale."
~ Water Nymph, Literary Nymphs
http:geocities.com/litnymphs/reviews/new/myths3.htm

3. Presenting our featured author for this month - Bella Andre

Interviewed by Rachel Bo

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

A Romantic Thanksgiving Feast for Two & Lusty Lit Game to Play with the Sirens' Books!

What can be more fun than a romantic, candle-lit Thanksgiving feast for two? Here is a lovely dinner that's easy to make and incredibly romantic from start to finish. (You'll need a bottle of Port wine):

First course - Cantalope melon with Port wine
Cut melon in half, scrape out seeds. Fill hollow with some Port Wine. Serve on dessert plates with spoons.

Main course - Fig-stuffed game hens
4 to 6 medium to large fresh figs
1/2 teaspoon ground allspice
1 cup Port
4 1-pound poussin or Cornish hens, giblets removed and rinsed
Salt and freshly ground pepper
4 cups rock salt or other salt

Instructions
Cut figs in quarters. In a small bowl mix allspice with Port. Put figs in a zip-lock bag, add marinade, close, shake back and forth a few times and marinate 1 hour.
Preheat oven to 500 degrees.
Put salt in a shallow roasting pan just large enough to hold all the hens without crowding.
Loosen the skin of the hens and season with salt and pepper. Season cavity with salt and pepper and stuff with drained figs. Brush the flesh of the hens with fig marinade and truss hens. Pour any remaining marinade over hens.
Put hens in the oven 30 to 35 minutes or until internal temperature reaches 160 degrees in the deep thigh of the hens. Remove, let rest 10 minutes, covered with foil. Untruss and serve with green salad & French fried potatoes
Dessert - Fresh fruit or chocolate sauce served over your favourite ice-cream.

And after dinner, play the Lusty Lit game:

What you'll need: Two or three racy books (Any of the Siren's books will fit this perfectly!)

How to play: Flip through one of the books until you come across a steamy sex scene. Take turns reading it aloud to each other to get a sneak peek of what's to come, then act out the scene, making sure to duplicate every delectable detail. When you're done, turn to a new page with a hot scene - or pick a different book - and act that out.

Have a WONDERFUL Thanksgiving, and Thank you for being such Wonderful friends and readers!

5. Enticing Excerpts

 

Treva Harte
http://www.trevaharte.com

"Reflections" by Treva Harte
In the Desire Island Anthology
Changeling Press
http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=478

"So we have a deal. In that case, why don't we be less formal than a handshake, Mrs. Dayton?" he suggested. He bent, as if to kiss her hand. Instead he turned his face and nuzzled his lips against her wrist.

She felt the prickle of his mustache. Then the wet sweep of his tongue against the pulse in her wrist. Lilli shut her eyes, breathless for a moment. All she was aware of now was him-and her own responses.

"Do you always conduct business this way, Harry?" Her voice was huskier than she wanted it to be.

"No. But this isn't business. This is exquisite…pleasure." He had straightened, the air fanning out from his breath against her ear when he spoke against her hair. "A pleasure I have been dreaming of since we first met, Lilli."

Oh God. Yes. She had dreamed of this, too. One male hand spanned her waist, then began to creep upward, stopping to trace the lace in her bodice. For just a moment Lilli felt excited, frightened, almost virginal. He was powerful. He was experienced. This man could take her. Anywhere. Any way.

No. She was going to change things. Do things. She wasn't a young girl, unaware of the possibilities.

She could take him.

She opened her eyes again, moved her head forward to lick the pulse at his throat. His breath caught for a moment, just the way hers had for him. Lilli stopped herself from completing the gesture.

"I. Don't. Think. So."

Lilli couldn't believe the words came from her, sounding cool and calm and controlled. She was lava about to burst. She wanted to get her hands on that starched collar and rip it open. She wanted to let her fingers run down his chest and then move to his stomach and groin and cock…

She just wanted.



Samantha Winston
http://www.samanthawinston.com

Virtual Murder
Samantha Winston
Available at Loose-Id in e-book format, and in paperback format at Amazon & Barnes & Noble.


Monkey, a mutant, has been let out of an ultra-secret center to try to catch a virus that is killing people from within a computer program. Monkey knows all about computers, but precious little about life...

Mitch ordered for both of them while Monkey amused himself with the saltshaker. The hash browns arrived and Monkey loved them. They were so crunchy and tender, so salty and sweet. He put a bit of egg on them and tried that, then ate some toast. He adored the tartness of orange juice, thought coffee was bitter, and bacon made him sneeze for some reason. The waitress, a pretty girl with a red dress and a little pin that said 'I'm Sarah', poured coffee into their cups whenever the level dropped the slightest bit.

Mitch took his time explaining the facts of life to Monkey, who gave him all his attention.

"You're saying that sex is something men and women do together for recreation?" Monkey asked.

"Men and women, yes, but also men and men, and women and women. The important thing is not the act but the emotion that accompanies it. It's called love. When you fall in love with someone, you want to spend the rest of your life with him or her. You want to have children and grow old with that person at your side. Sex is just a tiny part of the whole picture. Unfortunately, it's a very strong impulse."

"So what you're saying I should do is learn how to control this impulse?" Monkey asked, his face serious.

"Yeah, that's about right."

"You also said that if I do something called masturbation, it would be easier to control?"

"Right again." Mitch grinned. "You learn very quickly."

"If I understand correctly, I should use my hand to satisfy the strange urgency in my pal, wait until I fall in love with someone, and then have sex."

"It sounds rather cold-blooded if you put it like that, but yes, I think that's what I would tell my own son."

"What exactly do I do with my hand?" Monkey's face was perfectly candid as he asked this question.

Mitch choked on his hash browns. "Haven't you ever gone to a chat room on sex?" he asked.

"No." Monkey raised his eyebrows. "Will I learn all there is to know about sex on the Net?"

"You might learn the mechanics, but sexual feelings in virtual worlds have been repressed by the Net Government. Still, I suppose you could go to a sex education site and read about it."

Sarah poured some more coffee. "You know, I'll be glad to help you if you need a hand." She blushed as she said this, but her eyes didn't leave Monkey's face.

He stared, fascinated. "Are you a real woman?"

"I'm about to go on break. Why don't you follow me and find out?" She put the coffeepot down on the table and walked to a door in the back of the room.

"I can't go in there," Monkey said, agitatedly. "It has the wrong icon!"

"If you're invited, you can go wherever you want," said Mitch. "It's up to you now."

"What would you do in my place?" he asked.

Mitch tilted his head. "In your place? I don't know." He drew a little circle in the spilled salt on the table. "When this is over, you'll be taken back to the Center, won't you?"

Monkey nodded. "Why do you look sad, Mitch?"

Mitch shrugged. "After all my talk about true love and how to handle sexual frustration, I just realized you're going back to your case, and it won't ever apply to you, that's all."

"What are you trying to tell me?" Monkey asked. "Are you saying I should follow I'm Sarah?"

"Yeah, I guess so." Mitch brushed the salt off the table with the flat of his hand. "Go on. This might be your one chance to find out what the fuss is all about."

Monkey wasn't sure what Mitch meant, but the door with the woman's icon still beckoned. He rose, his heart starting to thump in his chest. Whatever was behind that door was more frightening than all the monsters of Zorg and more exciting than any game he'd ever played.

~*~

Mitch sipped his coffee slowly. Monkey had been gone for twenty minutes by his watch. Then the waitress came out, her face flushed, patting her hair down and straightening her skirt. Monkey followed a few moments later. He drifted across the room and sat down, a huge smile on his face.

"Well?" asked Mitch. Monkey's dazed expression reminded him of the first time he made love to Sally. He couldn't suppress a grin.

"I'm never going back to my glass case," said Monkey. His face was very pale and his navy blue eyes glittered. "That is the most amazing feeling, as if my insides were turning upside-down. I don't know if it's love, but it must be close. I feel as if I could jump to the top of the building and float down."

"You can't. It's the real world here. But it sounds like Sarah knew what she was doing."

"She did," said Monkey, taking a sip of his orange juice and sighing deeply. "Wow."