Your darkest desires and deepest dreams are brought to life by the pens of twelve talented authors of erotic fiction. Join them for an exploration of their garden of delights as each month a different author delves into the heart of her fantasies.

Together, we cover a number of genres from historical to futuristic, from scary horror to action/adventure, from erotically sensual to pass-the-fire-extinguisher-HOT! As a group, we have written more than 100 novels.

Our newsletter is released on the 15th of each month. We'll always have interesting articles, excerpts, and featured author interviews, as well as recipes, reviews, and answers to any of your questions about our books and your favorite characters. Each month we'll have a contest with lots of good things to give away to our newsletter subscribers.

Congratulations to Renee, who won our August contest and some fabulous prizes from Lani Aames!

Now, for our September contest: Samantha Winston is donating a copy of her sizzling science-fiction e-book GLADYS HAWKE, as well as an e-book VIRTUAL MURDER by her alter-ego, Jennifer Macaire, along with a paperback version of THE POSSESSION by Jaid Black!

Good luck to all the members of the Sensual Romances Newsletter for the September drawing!

Sam

        

Quick and ‘easy’ (pun intended!) is the name of the game for the dog days of summer. Here’s a hearty dish and a cool treat for a lazy late September evening.

1. Break up ground beef in large skillet, then lightly salt and pepper. Cook over medium heat until brown.

2. Stir in remaining ingredients and bring to a boil.

3. Cover and reduce heat to low. Simmer approximately 20 minutes, or until pasta is tender but still slightly firm.

4. When mixture is sufficiently cooled, try slipping a few wagon wheels over your partner’s penis, then slurping them off; alternatively, place them on your nipples and have your partner nibble through the spokes until he reaches your ripe buds!

1. Mix cream cheese and marshmallow crème with electric mixer on medium speed until well blended.

2. Surprise your partner by using the apple slices to decorate his or her body with the sweet dip. Or make things even more interesting by writing things you will do, or things you want them to do to you, near the involved area of the body! Guys, eating an apple slice from between her lips (I’ll leave it up to you to decide which ones) is a sure turn-on! Women, try nestling an apple slice below his ‘jewels’ and trying to pull, nudge, nibble it out without touching those treasures—the anticipation will drive him wild!

LADIES: Frozen grapes have often been mentioned as one of the best oral treats for sexual hi-jinks. However, I have found that something a little smaller reaps a bigger reward...

REQUIREMENTS: One pkg. of frozen blueberries.

INSTRUCTIONS: Have your naked man lie on his back. Place a handful of frozen blueberries in your mouth and surround your partner’s penis. Pleasure your man orally. The contrast of the cold fruit and your warm mouth will drive him mad, and the multiple points of contact of the smaller blueberries against his penis are much more stimulating than with the much larger grapes. When the blueberries have softened, discard and repeat until you bring this love-making session to ‘fruition’! (NOTE: According to my confidential source—don’t tell hubby I told you this!—crushing the blueberries between your tongue and his staff just before the moment of consummation stimulates a really intense release!)
 

GENTLEMEN: Nothing turns a woman on more than romance! Here’s one technique that will receive such a great response, you’ll be buying her flowers like never before!

REQUIREMENTS: One rose with leaves and thorns removed (You don’t have to remove them yourself, you can buy these at a florist!)

INSTRUCTIONS: Have your woman lie on her back. Hold the rose over her abdomen and slowly, lightly, begin to glide the barest edge of the petals over her skin, twirling the stem back and forth between you fingers as you go. Pay special attention to her breasts, cleavage (this light touch feels SO good between the breasts, face (have her close her eyes and glide the petals over her sensitive eyelids), arms (another place sure to bring a shiver—the sensitive skin just at the edge of her underarms). Have her turn over. Tickle the nape of her neck, her buttocks, the inner sides of her thighs, the bottom of her foot. When you sense the time is right, have her roll over once again. Remove a single petal from the rose and place it over her clitoris. Varying the rhythm and the amount of pressure, glide this single petal over and around her clit until she can’t take any more!

A completely unedited sneak peak at Katherine Kingston's entry in the CHRISTMAS MAGIC anthology, titled, "The Last Candle."

Three years later, only one candle remained, along with a sneaky hope Lindsey didn't like to acknowledge, even to herself, that the last vision would be for her.

As usual Lindsey set up her tree the day after Thanksgiving and waited impatiently. Almost a month went by with nothing happening. Most of the visions had come two days before Christmas, so on that Thursday she could barely stand to leave the room for fear she wouldn't see it happen. She fell asleep on the sofa that night.

The candle kept her waiting until almost two o'clock Christmas Eve before it flared to life.

Excitement and anticipation made her light-headed as she looked into the vivid, golden glow of the blazing candle.

It showed her a man. Just his head, initially, but he was good-looking in a rough, unkempt way. Medium brown hair, with just a few threads of gray at the temples, was mussed and falling into his eyes in front. A couple of days' growth of beard gave him a sexy stubble, particularly since it surrounded a hard, but sensuous-looking mouth. The square jaw, long, straight nose, and level dark eyebrows all added up to face that could belong to a model, with some improvement in grooming and a lighter expression. He seemed to be sitting, leaning back against a cinderblock wall, frowning at something she couldn't see.

Lindsey felt thrilling bubbles floating around in her stomach. Her pulse picked up speed.

Then she began seeing more of the scene, almost as though a camera showing the scene drew back to allow a wider angle view.

Her excitement turned to dismay.

The man wore an orange jail jumpsuit and sat on a cot in a cell.

Well, crap.

He didn't look like a hardened criminal. In fact, clean him up a bit and he'd look like any other normal businessman. Well, maybe not exactly normal. He was too good-looking and too disturbingly, knowingly sensual for normal. But even more, a sense of barely leashed power, ambition, and right now, anger, radiated almost palpably from him. A hard man, a formidable man, under ordinary circumstances. Right then, he reminded her of a caged tiger. Dangerous.

Lindsey kept waiting for the rest of the story. But that was all she got. The view of the man in the jail cell.

It was all she needed, but she didn't want it to be that way. She knew what to do. She just didn't want to do it.

Act boldly.

But not stupidly, she argued back. Which was even more stupid. How could you argue with a ghost?

Anyway, the visions had asked her to do foolish, even stupid things before. They'd all worked out spectacularly well. She tried to see that as a guarantee this would, too, but another look at the man made her shiver. His eyes narrowed, and he seemed to gaze right at her as though he could see her. The raw fury hit her like a club in the gut.

She didn't dare. He was in jail for a reason.

Having delivered its message, the candle flared even brighter for a moment, almost blinding her, then it went out. For good.

And that was it.

The last thing she wanted to do on Christmas Eve was make a trip to the local jail and bail out an unknown and likely dangerous man.

David tossed his keys onto the mantel and sank into a deep armchair in his study. He rubbed his eyes wearily. Since that day on the beach, he seemed to be falling apart. He had no patience anymore, his temper on a short fuse, and his attitude in court today had almost earned him a contempt charge. He didn’t know what the hell to do.

Emotionally, it had come as a shock when Joy verbally acknowledged his past relationship with Jason, even though he had known she was aware of it. And to realize that she condoned it – was even willing to be a part of it...David shook his head. If Joy could accept it, why couldn’t he? But every time he thought about it; every time he reached out to call Joy and apologize, to ask for Jason’s number, something inside him balked. “So just stop thinking about it!” he yelled into the empty room. Standing, he walked over to the bar and poured himself two fingers of scotch, then stepped over to his desk and shuffled through the mail.

At the bottom of the stack, he found a plain brown, padded envelope with no return address. He started to toss it – it could be some kind of hate mail from a disgruntled client, or something even more sinister – but curiosity got the best of him and he tore the package open. A VHS-C cassette fell out. In large black lettering, the label simply said, “Watch me.” David frowned, then walked over to the VCR. Sliding the tape into an adapter, he pushed it into place and pressed ‘Play’.

A bedroom popped onto the screen. Midnight blue velvet cover on the bed, dark purple accent pillows nestled against the headboard. A woman moved onscreen, and David nearly choked on his drink. Joy, naked as a baby, tugged Jason into the frame.

"This is a bad idea," Jason was saying.

Joy shook her head and looked straight into the camera. "I know what I’m doing, Jason." She smiled. "Hello, David."

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