Sizzler Editions

Bound for Love - From Genevieve Ash

2012-02-29T11:39:00.000-08:00

‘Bound for Love’ is an anthology from Sizzler editions that explores the many facets of BDSM relationships. Yes, the physicality is important, but the emotional aspects of a D/S relationship carry the stories. They say the brain is the most important of all the sex organs, which is perhaps what makes these stories so hot.

Allowing another complete control of your body requires a high level of trust in your partner. Being charged with the care of another human being requires trust in yourself. Allowing your mind to give in to the total surrender or to accept the surrender of another—the ultimate gift.

My story, Bondage of the Heart, deals with the emotional aspect of trust. As in any relationship where love is involved, there are conflicts. Disappointment and disillusionment can lead to problems if one cannot or will not meet the needs of another. Often it is simply because we do not ask for what we need.

Like any relationship compromise is necessary. Faith is described as believing without proof. In a D/S relationship it is not always clear ahead of time where the line will be drawn but the players involved have faith that it will be drawn.

Life is not always packaged with a shiny red bow and it often requires effort to find out what we truly need. Sometimes, as Cara and Philip find out, what we need surprises us in ways we could have only imagined. Find out more at www.genevieveash.com.

And you can find out more about her wonderful story by purchasing Bound for Love

Out Now: Who's Afraid Of The Big Bad Wolf? By Marianne Lacroix

2012-02-27T13:29:00.000-08:00

For all of you who like erotic fantasy and science fiction here's a book we know you'll love: Who's Afraid Of The Big Bad Wolf? by Marianne Lacroix

“The traditional fairy-tale theme [with] loads of unexpected passion and riveting sex. The ending is the perfect culmination of dreams fulfilled.” ~ RT Book Reviews. In the realm of Faylin, Wolfman Jack Horner was on trial for the attempted murder of Grandma Redford. Defended by his former lover, Jill, Jack has to sit through a fiasco courtroom trial, all because dear Grandma wanted a demonstration of his talented tongue. While awaiting sentencing, Jack breaks free from his cell with a little help from the Bacon Brothers and their magic beans. Sure, Jack gets out of prison, but did he really want to get swept away by an out-of-control beanstalk? From there, Jack meets Peg, the winged horse, mighty King Titus, and the enslaved Sugar Plum Fairy Princess, Shaylee. When the beautiful Shaylee escapes her chains and goes to Jack for help, how can he resist? During their journey, passion takes control and the couple must depend on their growing love to help them through the trials ahead. Can Jack and Shaylee escape King Titus and his obsession? Will Titus discover that a forced love is not as satisfying as love freely given?

“5 ROSES!…Marianne LaCroix creates a charming, whimsical, and titillating tale…” ~ Kitty, Love Romances

“5 STARS!…Take fairy tale land, sprinkle in sex, laughter, adventure, and a lot of tongue-in-cheek items…” —Vikky, Just Erotic Romance Reviews

"A Road to Romance Recommended Read!…A great adult fairy tale…” ~ Pat McGrew, Road to Romance

Out Now: Under Bonded Contract [The Arc Hotel #1] By Lani Rhea And JP Archer

2012-02-27T13:25:00.002-08:00

Here's a real treat for fans of erotic romance, a brand-new book in a brand-new series by Lani Rhea And JP Archer: Under Bonded Contract [The Arc Hotel #1]

A competition spirals into a tantalizing game of bondage and seduction… Camri Burns, an ambitious real-estate agent, blindsides the rival she's secretly desired for a long time. When she's offered an all-expenses-paid trip, opportunity opens the playing field. As the biggest earner with the most notches on his bedpost, too-sexy Jackson Pratt is determined the redheaded beauty won't prevail. When the two-some enter into a partnership, they must distract each other in order to win. After Jackson took credit on a past partnership, Camri isn't letting him off the hook. In order to ultimately succeed, they'll need to follow the rules of Under Bonded Contract. Soon she is tied in his presence. Is it love, or simply a game of sex?

Out Now: Good For Now [The Swingers, Book III] By Dax St. James

2012-02-27T13:21:00.002-08:00

If you liked the previous installments of Dax St. James's Swingers series - and we know you did - then you'll love the conclusion: Good For Now [The Swingers, Book III]

The rip-roaring conclusion to Dax St. James's bestselling guide to the world of swinging: GOOD FOR NOW is everything the rest of the books in this great series have been -- and more!

Editor/Author Sascha Illyvich teaching BDSM for Romance Authors March 19-23rd

2012-02-27T12:58:00.001-08:00

Kink and bondage are highly popular, marketable stories. Many folks think that once a book is written the author’s job is done. Not so. As any seasoned author knows, once we finish writing, we have edits, cover art choices, more edits, and of course the hype. Marketing, promotions. PR Hell as it is known in some circles. That’s the toughest part of any author’s job IMO and will make or break any author dumb enough to rely solely on the publisher. Our job as authors is a business and needs to be treated like such, even if we DO get to have a little more fun than any corporate schmo.

So, in order of author responsibilities after we’ve written the novel of course:

1. Establish the Brand (I’m Sascha Illyvich, paranormal erotica/BDSM romance author)
2. Maintain the Brand (Primarily through PR, I write about wolves, fae, vampires, but you’ll never see me write a western!)
3. Grow the Brand (I write paranormal romances, which puts me in with the anime crowd who likes dark fantasy, the BDSM crowd because my characters engage in mental dominance AND the romance crowd because my stories have a HEA!)

This workshop will focus on Number 3: Grow the Brand. What authors often fail to realize is that in including different elements like spanking or light bondage that they are writing for their normal audiences but with a little more effort could target not just the fringe readers; those who are closeted about their darker desires, but those who are a little open with their darker desires.

What we’ll cover:
• Definition of BDSM in all forms
• SSC vx. RACK
• Explanation of the BDSM symbol
• Mentality of the various players (there’s truly only three but variants are fun!)
• Definition of a Scene
• Structure of a Scene (music, equipment, etc)
• Basics on toys and reasons we use them (hint, it’s for our fun!)
• Sub and Dom/me Space
• The Club Scene (along with a story about real estate and my ego beating lol!)
• Role play
• Definition of Fetish
• Basic types of fetishes while debunking some of the more common fetish myths.
• Fakers – Those who claim to be everything to all people!
• ABUSE defined – crossing the line between BDSM and Abuse
• Where to go to ask questions and not feel embarrassed
• How all of this relates to romance writing
And of course, resources galore!

Details including cost at Sascha's Site

Free Excerpt : Under Bonded Contract

2012-02-27T12:41:00.002-08:00

A competition spirals into a tantalizing game of bondage and seduction… Camri Burns, an ambitious real-estate agent, blindsides the rival she's secretly desired for a long time. When she's offered an all-expenses-paid trip, opportunity opens the playing field. As the biggest earner with the most notches on his bedpost, too-sexy Jackson Pratt is determined the redheaded beauty won't prevail. When the two-some enter into a partnership, they must distract each other in order to win. After Jackson took credit on a past partnership, Camri isn't letting him off the hook. In order to ultimately succeed, they'll need to follow the rules of Under Bonded Contract. Soon she is tied in his presence. Is it love, or simply a game of sex?

CHAPTER ONE

"I bet she won't"

"I bet she will."

"You never know."

"Put your money where your mouth is then."

Camri Burns' eyebrows rose in question to the comments. Loud laughs bellowed from the office next to hers. She wiggled in her seat in irritation. She'd never get any work done with the ‘boys’ next door whooping it up every five minutes.

Her teeth chattered as she froze her assets off. She stretched the black, suit jacket tighter around her curvy frame. The cold temperature permeating the air notched up her annoyance.

A mishap with the building's heater earlier that morning made the atmosphere icy. Her nipples were hard as rocks, rubbing against the lace of her bra. The material aggravated the peaks. Maybe she should switch from dryer sheets to liquid fabric softener.

Camri prayed the repairman would show already. She'd tried shutting the door earlier, to block out the snickers in the next office. The cold in the room had grown too intense. Between the frosty air and the men, her concentration suffered a meltdown.

She would love to walk into the next room and zip their pesky mouths shut with a few well-chosen words. Given who the office belonged to, her words would likely fall on deaf ears. That scenario, entirely too likely, truth be told.

When in the hell would that heat and air guy show? She wondered with growing agitation.

A cracked windowpane in her office had never been replaced. The fissure let the Washington State, arctic-chill seep through. The industrial sized space heater plugged into a socket in the hallway, barely kept the blood in her toes moving.

A new, manly chuckle floated through the useless air vent. Camri's body froze completely when she realized from whom the deep, lusty laugh echoed out of.

Jackson Pratt.

But he shouldn’t be back from vacation for another few days.

"Oh really?"

Amusement colored his tone. His voice joined in the conversation over the mysterious question. Camri wasn't sure where their conversation headed, but she hoped it got there soon. Their bantering got old, fast.

The men laughed again. Jackson's enjoyment had a deeper flavor as it rumbled from his chest. She'd recognize his smooth, liquid sound anywhere. His sexy voice had a way of warming her blood.

Heat rose in her cheeks, making her fan a piece of paper briskly in front of her face. She recalled in detail their last conversation.

He'd caught her off guard in the copy room. She'd just finished loading a rather lengthy contract when he entered the small room.

Jackson stood entirely too close for her comfort, practically breathing down her neck. "You're looking well, Camri." He'd purred her name.

She ignored the thrill and the compliment he gave. "I'm tying up the copier for a bit, Jackson. You might want to come back later."

"I can wait. I'm in no hurry, unless, you want me to leave. Do I make you uncomfortable? I could understand how a woman in your position might feel ... after everything."

He carved her out of a very lucrative sale last year, after she concluded most of the effort and contract negotiations. She longed for a way to take him down a peg.

She gave him her back. "Why should I be uncomfortable? I'm fine with it. It's certainly not the first time I got screwed." Let him decided if she meant in business or more.

Damn him. Being in such tight quarters with him topped her list of things to avoid. Camri believed he knew that fact and purposely hung out, attempting to push her buttons. Well, she'd let him discover how well she could hack it.

The third time he brushed her body "accidentally", she reciprocated by stepping onto his toe with her stiletto. At the time, his grimace of pain provided a genuine pleasure to behold.

The disturbing part, Camri admitted only to herself, she craved his touch again. Jackson explored his way around women's curves like an artist trying to perfect his canvas. His skill warranted the title of master.

Once, they'd mixed business and pleasure. The results still fanned her temper and her passion. She learned her lesson. Never again would she be subject to the whims of Jackson Pratt or his dubious ethics.

Still, that throaty laugh and sexy baritone voice caused her thighs to burn and her breasts to ache. Even if she despised the high handed, chauvinistic, back stabbing, son-of-a-bitch.

The three men busted with hardy chuckles, followed by a few claps. "This is great." He dragged the words out.

Drawn in by the voice, she wanted suddenly to know what he referred to. A business venture, some choice property he had a lead on? If Camri could get the inside track on what Jackson planned, maybe his come-uppance circled near.

Curious, she stood from her leather office chair. She placed one high-heeled foot in the seat and stretched for the vent to hear more. With her short stature, the chair became inadequate. It wobbled beneath her shoe. She needed higher ground.

She stepped onto the desk. Camri braced upon the hard surface, before rising onto tiptoe. She pressed an ear to the wall and strained to hear what the three men found so amusing.

Squinting in concentration, Camri attempted to ascertain who Jackson had in there with him. One man certain to be Russell Patterson, a guy her friend Mia dated recently. The other, Sean Harbison from the legal department she believed.

"I bet she won't go through with this." Sounded like Sean. He coughed and laughed.

"Oh, I know she will. She never turns down a challenge. This is one she won't be able to resist." Jackson's deep voice flowed through the vent – sending smooth flutters of goose bumps over her skin. Her eyes narrowed as she focused on the men's banter.

"Ask her today."

"Ask her now."

"All right gentlemen, I'll ask her today. She won't refuse this assignment. It's one she wouldn't want to miss out on. And then there's this," silence fell on the other side of the wall. "...this is interesting."

Camri listened harder. A stray curl fell over one eye. She blew the strand of auburn bangs from her forehead.

"I can't wait to see her blue eyes ablaze when I ask." His voice paused. "Oh, damn. I need to go soon."

There were sounds of papers shuffling and a briefcase snapping shut. "Where's she at by the way?"

Heat flushed over her body with the sound of his speech. Her breasts tightened beneath her low cut, green shirt in response to Jackson's impatience, a trait she found irresistible in bed.

He represented a man always in command of himself and his surroundings. Other men deferred to him without realizing it. Women, well, each flavor of the month acted like Jackson existed above mortal men. Jackson Pratt might be an arrogant ass, but he remained one dreamy, arrogant ass.

Camri rankled at the idea of his worship, but understood it too well. She had once been a card-carrying member of the Jackson Pratt fan club herself. Before he showed his true colors and stole her deal out from under her.

Looping a finger over the neckline of the cotton shirt, she fanned briskly with her free hand. Whether it pissed her off or secretly turned her on, he always set her blood to boil. Camri needed to cool down and control her breathing.

She crouched and braced her hands on the wooden desktop. Sliding her legs over the edge, she landed firmly on the blue carpet before sitting heavily in the leather chair once more. She sighed deeply, pushing uncomfortable thoughts of Jackson away. Work now, plan his downfall later.

She sifted through emails for potential clients who might be interested in the Hodge's house. Real estate sales slowed when the recession hit. The sub-prime mortgage fiasco had taken its toll. She'd become inventive when it came to marketing for clients.

Camri had designed a web page of her own and linked it to Country Homes Real Estate's page. She hosted virtual open house events with a chat for questions and comments. Gone were the days when a realtor could rest on their laurels and wait for the buyers to come to them.

Businesses slowed their expansions also. Buyers were more choosey with their investment capital and large loans were hard to come by. Tighter lending regulations were being enacted everywhere.

The trio laughed again.

Camri exhaled while rolling tense shoulders. The three office clowns displayed such childish behaviors. They were always making bets and keeping scores. Jackson, the worst of them all. His bedposts looked like yardsticks, she assumed.

Since he'd been on vacation the past two weeks, she'd enjoyed a break from their verbal sparring. It had also given her time to push ahead of the competition, namely Jackson.

Day and night she'd scouted every potential client within a two hundred mile radius. Quite a few filtered through at the end of her initial search. Emails and phone calls arrived almost daily from clients who needed to sell their homes.

Camri had the good fortune of landing a local bank whose foreclosure list proved extensive. Though she hated people losing their homes, often guilt plagued in her part in selling of lost property, she tried to focus on the positives of helping qualified buyers secure the home of their dreams.

She did her best to help her clients find homes they could afford. She directed them to reputable lenders for the loans. She could envision a big, fat check in her hands very soon. As for Jackson, she hoped to leave him behind in her dust. Now, she just needed to find the right buyers.

She reclined back in the chair with forearms folded behind her head and closed her eyes. A satisfied smile curved the corner of her mouth.

A knock at the open office door, startled her from pleasant fantasies about the corporate coup. Her best friend Mia stood there expectantly.

"Can you believe all the dumb luck?" Mia ran her hands quickly over her arms for friction.

Camri cleared desire from her throat. "Jackson?"

"No, the heater breaking."

"Oh, yeah, I know this is bad. I'm freezing. I could use a cup of coffee to warm up." A little voice inside her head teased in a singsong kind of way, Jackson's voice did a better job.

She stood and hurried toward Mia, pointing in the direction of the break room. "Come with me?"

"Sure." Mia gave Camri a questioning look. Her dark eyes searched Camri's face. "So you know Jackson is back, huh?"

"I know. Devastating, isn't it?"

A male voice intruded.

Camri's body jumped when his deep baritone brimmed around the doorway. Speak of the devil and he will appear.

Jackson leaned casually against the doorframe of the neighboring office.

His tall, athletic body appeared dangerously relaxed against the metal entrance. The expensive cut of his charcoal suit only accentuated the lean fitness of his torso and long legs. His arms were folded across his broad chest, with ankles crossed in a nonchalant pose. Jackson appeared every bit the composed and collected businessman.

The image of a big cat, camouflaged in the tall grass, poised to pounce floated through Camri's brain. Jackson camouflaged in Armani. She knew that as well as she knew her own name.

"What's the matter, Camri? Surely you won't break my heart by saying you never noticed I was gone?"

His raw, husky tones trailed over her spine in undiscovered pleasures. She wanted nothing more but to cover her ears and run away. The arrogant ass! She shivered, blaming the sensation on the cold seeping through her suit.

"Speculating on non-existent property is a felony, Jackson."

"Is that your way of implying I'm heartless?" A frown turned the corners of his sensual mouth to the floor. His jet-black brows drew down and together.

If she didn't know him better, his expression seemed genuinely hurt. The momentary look quickly disappeared behind the polished veneer of Jackson, the mega-man. The smooth smile returned.

Camri dragged Mia forward. The women hurried past the open office door where Jackson relaxed. His two offices cronies stayed perched behind him like buzzards. They waited for the lion to be done with the gazelle that they might feast on the remains.

An urge she dare not give into beckoned. She wanted to search in his crystal blues for the split-second glimpse she had seen the moment before. She feared she might drown in them if she tried.

Camri couldn't let Mia know she had a thing for Jackson even after he stole their last partnership deal. Her best friend knew more than a few gory details about the relationship between them. She would rush Camri to the nearest psycho ward if she went down that road again.

Don't do it, she told herself mentally.

She shouldn't have and knew better, but she couldn't help herself. Her gaze skimmed his tall, wide frame. His raven hair gleamed with natural blue highlights under the florescent office lights, the way only true black hair could.

He twisted his head lazily to look at Camri, giving a lecherous wink. Her heart thumped irregularly. Her hands became sweaty.

Jackson looked cool as a cucumber. His seductive smile drew her in. Camri's gaze pulled to other points of interest. Her stare roamed the planes of his taut, broad body, and then settled on his large hands.

She swallowed at the remembered caresses they'd delivered almost a year before. Camri's gaze zipped up. His stare called to her, pulled her to him.

Her body leaned forward on its own accord. A tickling line smoldered from her belly to settle deep between her thighs, hotter than summertime asphalt. Stunned, she remained blindsided by the attraction that still raged within.

She didn't want Mia or the others to witness, her standing dumbstruck like a teenage groupie.

"What is it, Camri? Is there something I can help you with? Do for you, maybe?" The innuendo plainly spoken. A dark brow rose with the last remark as he licked his lips.

Mia cleared her throat loudly. The spell broke and Camri had her wits again. Her cheeks heated with the embarrassment of being caught under Jackson's spell.

The other two men sprung like a pair of bungee cords, eagerly moving toward the conversation. They peered over Jackson's shoulders to get a peek.

Camri stared the three men down with narrowed eyes before turning away. She stalked toward the break room with Mia in tow.

"What was that all about?" Her friend knew about the incident between Camri and Jackson in the office supply room, or at least Camri thought Mia knew. She didn't share everything, even with her best friend. Camri had been raised not to share every thought that passed through her mind.

"Nothing. They get on my nerves. That's all." She practically marched to the break room. Her strides resonated even on the carpeted floors.

"I think it's kind of cute how they act."

Mia would, too. She'd dated Russell several times.

Camri couldn't be sure of course, but she believed it had been Russell that instigated the bet this morning. The thought rolled over her skin like prickly cactus. She inhaled a deep breath, controlling an urge to scream.

She had a sneaking suspicion that Jackson and his playmates were up to no good. She wouldn't hazard a guess at what they planned to achieve. Men's minds were a mystery. Camri couldn't fathom their thought processes.

All the same, she would keep tabs on their behavior. If for no other reason than to be sure she stayed out of the direction the men were taking their next game. If shit rolled down hill, she didn't want to be standing in the valley.

"Did you enter your sales totals for the Panama Cruise yet?"

The corporate office of Country Homes held an annual vacation trip giveaway for the realtor with the top sales. The contest ended in mid-February.

"No. Damn, I keep forgetting. I'll have to do that today." She wanted to beat Jackson so badly. That he had won the trip to Maui last year off of her hard work still chapped her ass daily.

They entered the break room and went straight for the caffeine supply. Camri added a healthy dose of sweetener and French Vanilla creamer to her cup. She took a satisfying sip of the hot liquid.

A new thought entered her mind. She needed reconnaissance on Jackson and his boys. "How many times have you and Russell gone out now?"

"Three and we..." Interrupted by a silken voice, Mia turned to look.

"–Camri?" her name floated down the hall after them, disrupting the bonding time with her best friend and her equilibrium.

Camri turned to find her nemesis had followed a pace behind. He stood just outside the room, hands braced on the casing of the metal door. He leaned forward, poking his head in the room, his smile expectant.

"Great," she mumbled under her breath.

"I want to speak with you. Can I have a minute of your time?" Jackson rarely asked. He tended to take. He must want something from her badly to turn on his charm.

"My time is valuable, Jackson. What do you want?"

"Follow me to your office."

"Just a minute please."

Arrogant! Arrogant! Arrogant!

Ordering her around like an employee rather than competition. She straightened her spine and lifted her chin, irritated. She didn't want to go back to the cold office. She wanted to be in the break room drinking hot coffee with Mia.

Camri wanted to talk with her about their second annual, anti-love fest, a girls-only, Valentine's Day sleep over. They would watch sappy romance movies, eat hot buttered popcorn and drink tequila. Maybe she could put her friend up to a little detective work into Jackson's plans through Russell.

She turned away, taking a rather large drink of the hot liquid. She hissed when the coffee scalded her throat. The sudden intake of air caused Camri to suck in more of the stuff. She coughed and choked.

"Have I missed something between the two of you?" Mia placed her hands on her hips, her stance accusatory.

Camri unclogged the uneasiness from her throat. "No. I would have told you if there was something."

Her friend wore a doubtful expression. "Don't try and fool me, Camri Burns."

"Finish your coffee. I'll catch up with you in a moment. I need to see what he wants." Mia knew she avoided the subject. Just as she knew Mia would revisit the topic with her later.

"Okay." Mia shook her head negatively. Her eyes rolled heavenward.

Camri inhaled a deep breath, squaring her shoulders for battle. Her heart hammered. Her equilibrium had yet to return from before and here Jackson came again. She had to keep control and not let on that he affected her.

She turned again toward Jackson, his lips twisted into a bright charming – daring smile. She held strong.

Her strides measured while approaching him. "What do you want, Jackson? You're interrupting my coffee break with Mia."

Jackson lifted his chin to stare down over his straight lined nose. "I have a proposition for you."

Camri raised a brow and snorted with derision. "I've heard that before, try again."

"Please, Camri." Had hell froze over and she missed the memo? Jackson had said ‘please’.

Camri glanced down the hall, back to where Russell and Sean stood. Her eyes narrowed

Sean sucked his bottom lip inwards. His shoulders were twitching.

Russell looked at her through turned down lashes, face turning red. At least he possessed the grace to blush. They both had heads bowed toward the floor. This would be interesting.

Camri marched forward, past the peanut gallery, to her own office door. Jackson's long strides carried him to the portal a moment before her. He made a debonair gesture, bending from the waist, sweeping his hand to usher her into the room.

The move, while suave, hindered her entry. His broad shoulders were blocking the way.

"Excuse me."

"Yes ma'am."

He stepped aside with hands up in the air. Camri despised when Jackson tried to act like a gentleman. She knew him better than that.

They entered her office and he shut the door. She plopped in the chair behind the desk, and hugged her body against the chill. Panama looked better and better every moment.

He stood in front of her oak desk, hands on hips. They studied each other for the longest time.

"What, Jackson? Tell me." She drummed lacquered nails impatiently.

Now that he held her undivided attention, he seemed reluctant to begin. He sighed.

"My vacation this past week was a working vacation. I spent some time in the company of a very inventive and savvy business man, Noah Hawthorne."

The name didn't ring any bells. "So what does that have to do with me?"

"Noah is looking to expand his business. He's interested in commercial resort properties near popular vacation areas, Florida, Texas, Nevada, California and New Jersey for starters. He's talking about large tracks of land so he can bank on the exclusivity of location. He offered me his account, to be his real estate agent." He flashed a straight-lined toothy smile.

Camri did the math. Resort area property, depending on the location of course, could be worth millions. The commission on that kind of sale could easily have five zeros in it, a virtual gold mine with Jackson sitting pretty, again.

"I repeat, what does that have to do with me?"

"I figured I would let you in on the deal."

Camri almost choked. Jackson wanted to share? She didn't buy it.

"And tell me why you want to offer me such a gracious gift?"

Jackson sat, settling slowly in the chair in front of her. He lowered his face and stared into his lap. He took a deep breath and held it.

Finally, heaving a sigh, he gave her a shameful look. "Because, I feel bad about taking the Chandler deal away from you."

Her eyes bulged. She remembered clearly the smile Jackson wore when Henry Tate, their mutual boss, had pumped his hand in congratulations. The golden boy of the hour at the company dinner, he'd laughed and grinned the whole time while accepting “his due”. Camri had suffered in a silence bitter as gall, unable to denounce him without proof.

Jackson now sat in front of her looking contrite. She noted he failed to use the words 'I'm sorry' or offer to correct the mistake by confessing to Harry. He stated only that he felt bad. Didn't matter anyway, she wouldn't forgive him if the words poured from his lips like wine.

"What do you say?" He waved tentatively in her direction, "about partnering up again."

"Do I look stupid, Jackson? I haven't forgotten the last time we "partnered up"? I think I still have your shoe print on my back from you using me as your stepping stone." Camri glared at him with all the fire of her nature.

"I understand why you feel that way. But, I promise, everything would be under a bonded contract between us."

"I don't know." She straightened in the seat and rummaged over a couple of pens, tidying them to look perfect. She looked at him and quirked an eyebrow, "I'll think about it."

She didn't want to give him the quick answer he desired for several reasons, but mainly to just savor the power of her refusal. Denying him anything tasted sweet indeed.

"There is a time issue involved. I need an answer now."

"If you need an answer now, then the answer is no."

"I see."

Jackson leaned back in the client chair. He crossed his long legs, resting an elbow on one arm of the deep green, plush seat. He stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"I guess Sean pegged you right. He said you wouldn't go for the deal, that females in general weren't risk takers. He thinks a woman doesn't have the guts to play in the big leagues. Personally, I thought you had more balls. Now I will have to pay up."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Just, I owe Sean two hundred dollars now. He bet me that you wouldn't take me up on my offer."

"Oh really?" Camri stood quickly from her seat, pushing the chair to the side.

She strolled over to the filing cabinet, making busy in one, half-opened drawer. Fully aware of the powerful male presence in the room, she seethed with anger and confusion.

On one hand, tickled to be costing Jackson two hundred bucks, she wished he'd bet a thousand.

On the other hand, how dare that legalese dweeb imply she couldn't run with the big dogs in the real estate world? Camri itched to wipe the floor with all of them.

She glanced back over her shoulder at Jackson. He rose from the chair slowly, making leave from her domain. Would it surprise him if she agreed?

"Okay, I'll work with you as partners." Her acquiescence tasted bittersweet on her tongue. "That's it. Nothing more, is that understood?"

He paused in his stride for the door. He turned back to face her. A slow smile spread with comprehension of her words. His eyes gleamed with a light of victory.

"Yes ma'am."

His sweet sounding voice rolled off the tip of his tongue. If she were standing close, Camri swore he would have licked her. She barely concealed the shiver created from the thought.

What the hell am I doing?

She couldn't believe she agreed to work with the devil again. Jackson drove her crazy to no end on so many levels. She didn't want to be in the same room with him, much less sharing a business deal.

She turned her attention to the filing cabinet. Doubts and memories cluttered her mind like atomizers on an old lady's dresser. Distracted, she missed the rustling of movement behind her until there he stood.

The warmth of Jackson's body melted away the nippy condition of the room. His breathing upon the nape of her neck more intimate than anything she'd experienced in a long while, sent chills down her body.

"I'm glad you've agreed."

Camri jumped in her shoes, whirling about.

Needing distance to breath properly, she backed away without looking. Her knees hit against the leather office chair. She dropped down into the seat.

Jackson pursued. Placing a hand on either arm of the chair, he leaned in closer to her face. Aqua blue eyes bore into hers.

His stare caused heat to race inside her veins. Her pussy warmed, becoming damp and heavy. She could have melted in a puddle on the spot.

She should push him away and demand he leave her office. She vaguely remembered telling him strictly business between them, nothing more. Words failed and thoughts fled. Camri pooled helpless with the pull of desire Jackson had over her.

"One more thing." His face so close she could discern the first shade of growth of his beard.

"What?"

His gaze roamed freely over her features. His scrutiny lingered on her chest.

Looking down, Camri cringed to note the neckline of her blouse had slipped to reveal a generous amount of cleavage. She snatched the open invitation closed, concealing her underwear.

She met his amused stare. "Have you been drinking?"

"No."

"What's wrong with you?"

He leaned closer if that were possible. "Nothing."

Camri tried to swallow the intense moment between them away, without effect. Her breathing escalated. His spicy scent intrigued her senses. Her mind swirled.

She wanted Jackson to kiss her. No, she didn't. Yes. No. Yes.

He withdrew a black card from his breast pocket. "Ever seen this before?"

She read the card. "'The Ark Hotel and Casino ~ Exclusive Adult Pleasure and Adventure'" The words were scrolled in gold letters across the front in fine, feathered print.

She gulped. How did he get the card she trashed?

She possessed no clue how that stupid card got into her purse a few weeks earlier. She had never heard of the place before then. Out of curiosity she had ‘Googled’ the resort.

She'd been shocked at first. It boggled her mind that such a monument to excesses and physical gratification existed. Then it seemed more likely than ever, given the sign of the times.

She and Mia giggled for an hour over what kind of kink they might be tempted to practice and with whom. It had been harmless speculation.

Jackson of course had been on her list of possible, right behind Dean Winchester and the Vampire Diaries, bad boy Damon. She would take that to her grave.

"I don't know where it came from. Where did you get it?" She tilted her chin.

"Pretty, little liar." He narrowed his gaze. "Russell and Sean retrieved it from your waste basket a couple of weeks ago."

A couple of weeks back Camri went to Spokane. She couldn't believe the little buggers actually snooped in her office. How dare them! All three of them needed a lesson in boundaries.

"I'm not lying!"

"So you've never been here, huh?" He wagged the card in front of her face.

"No." Her denial came hot and suffused with high color. This became unreal, the nerve of Jackson. Her hands balled into fists.

"What a shame, it's a great place." He licked his lips.

Her fists loosened. "You've been there?"

No doubt he'd been there. He's sleek, calm and could get any woman in the world if he wanted. He's a sexual god. The thought of Jackson cavorting with multiple bimbos in glorious sexual abandonment did strange things to her blood. The tepid liquid boiled and froze simultaneously.

"Oh yes. You should try it sometime." His voice melted like vanilla ice cream. He remained hovered over her chair, with her imprisoned between strong hands on either armrest.

"No thanks, I'll pass." Her head pushed back into the seat. Any distance between them might give her room to think clearly.

"Why?"

"Because I wouldn't be caught dead there, that's why."

"Well, too late." He slipped the card back inside his breast pocket.

"For what?" Panic shot through her body like needles on the inside.

"We are partners, you agreed. Our client is Noah Hawthorne, owner, designer and creative director of the Ark Hotel. We are invited to visit the hotel next week. Noah wants to discuss what kinds of property he's interested in, locations, budgets, etc. in a few days, here at the real-estate office."

What?

Her mouth gaped. "Excuse me? Did you say we?"

"You like the word, excuse don't you?" His gaze lowered to her lips.

"Answer me."

"You and me, partner." His lips turned into a mouthwatering, crooked smile. Jackson straightened to full height. He wheeled around to the door to leave. He looked over his shoulder with both brows raised high, "I'll tell you the details over lunch tomorrow. I'll have the contract then for you to sign."

Her stare narrowed and she didn't answer him. He must be nuts! She wouldn't dare step foot into that hotel. Never! Camri stood to tell him so. "Not for a million dollars, Jackson."

"Noah offered a hefty bonus if we find and contract for the property he wants by the end of the month. That tidy sum, plus your share of the commission and you might get it." He shrugged in a nonchalant fashion. "If you want to turn your back on that kind of payday because you're feeling a little ... prudish, be my guest."

Ugh! He had to throw the money up in her face, big money, like a gauntlet.

She wrestled with herself and her inner desires. Desire to make a killing in a troubled market. Desire to prove herself to Jackson and his ‘boys’. Desire for the man himself.

There came her real objection. What would happen between them in a sexually charged atmosphere? Could she maintain professional and personal boundaries?

"I'll just go give Sean the two hundred and we can pretend this conversation never happened." His hand turned the knob of her office door.

"You're on." Her voice sounded breathless to own her ears.

"Good girl. I knew you couldn't pass on this." His smile showed self-satisfaction. "I have a feeling we're both going to profit big on this one. In a very short time, we could both have everything we want." He gave her one more accomplished wink and walked out.

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Out Now: The Ghost Girl And Other Tales Of Erotic Horror By R. Greco

2012-02-21T10:46:00.001-08:00

Now only is R. Greco one of the nicest people we know, but he's also a wonderful, fantastic, and best of all sizzling hot writer of erotica - and his newest book proves that and more: The Ghost Girl And Other Tales Of Erotic Horror

Do you like your erotica with an edge of chilling horror? If so R. Greco’s THE GHOST GIRL AND OTHER TALES OF EROTIC HORROR is a sexy witch’s brew mixture of horror erotica. Some of the horror is centered round the sex of the story (or the desire for it), in some the sex comes because of the horror. Before each tale the authors spins ”a little snippet of my inspiration for the story but nothing too intrusive as to ruin what follows.: Greco’s stories unnerve, arouse but always, entertain. This is a book that will not disappoint either fans of erotica OR horror!

Out Now: Ghost Master By Powerone

2012-02-21T10:32:00.001-08:00

PowerOne is, without a doubt, one of the best - and hottest - BDSM erotica writer out there ... and with his new book you'll see why: Ghost Master

She entered a house possessed by a powerful and ghostly dominant who refuses to stop enslaving women - in spite of being dead for more than fifty years. Faith can not only communicate with ghosts, she can see them, and since she was eighteen, they have possessed her sexually. Now a famous writer for Playhouse magazine, with an unsatisfied yearning for bondage, Faith seeks out homes that still bear the spirits of the past. Her latest assignment is Bondage House, whose Master was considered the strictest dominant of the 1940's and 1950's, until he was killed by an irate father. Faith wants to know if tales of his ghostly presence at Bondage House still enslaving women from this world and initiating them into his world of submission are true. Once in Bondage House alone, Faith ties herself to a bondage chair she finds in an abandoned room, and waits... What she discovers next will change her life forever. For the Ghost Master has a way of enforcing his will -- even from beyond the grave. Bondage and S&M with a twist that only Powerone can bring you. Cover: Hot Damn Designs

Out Now: Red Nails In The Sunset - Sex Tales For The Different By James Williams

2012-02-21T10:29:00.001-08:00

We at Sizzler pride ourselves on bring you, the discerning erotica reader, the very best we can in sexually provocative literature - which is why were excited to be able to release this, the second book, by James Williams: Red Nails In The Sunset - Sex Tales For The Different

The wonderful James Williams returns with a brand new collection of cutting-edge BDSM erotica. In these pages you will find femme dommes, power-play, BDSM, kinky stuff, this book has it all.

"Williams' work has always impressed me as being fresh and thought-provoking, never stale or predictable." --Patrick Califia!

"James Williams' words feel good in the mouth to say and sound good in the ear to hear. And they get my brain wet."-- Sybil Holiday, co-author of Consensual Sadomasochism: How to Talk About It and How to Do It Safely

"This book was worth waiting for, and is worth reading slow--a true pleasure for any literary libertine. As I read each story, I feel like sparks are shooting from my head. James Williams electrifies all the sadomasochistic places in my soul."-- Cecilia Tan, author of The Velderet, publisher, Circlet Press

"...sizzling first collection of pansexual literary erotica...with a prowess for titillating gender fluidity that only Califia might match. -- Richard Labonte, BookMarks

Out Now: Binding Agreement By Jacqueline Joline

2012-02-21T10:25:00.001-08:00

There is simply no one better that Jacqueline Joline for BDSM erotica - and this new book by her proves that and more: Binding Agreement

Ginny Hempstead, management assistant with Pinnacle Distributing, is charged with bringing her dying employer's hedonistic son, Joe, back from Paris to take over the firm. He asks Ginny to go to Paris, France, find his son and bring him back to take over operations. She locates Joe, a dom and expert at intimidation, humiliation, bondage, and discipline, who first intimidates and humiliates Ginny and finally agrees to return, temporarily. At the family mansion, Joe installs a dungeon and invites his college frat buddy, Randy, and the office girls for a `party´ on Friday night. The three girls are soon introduced to the pleasures of pain. Meanwhile, though Joe continues to play mind games with Ginny, who needs her job to put her daughter through college. Despite Joe's attempts to dominate her, she defiantly maintains her courage – but can she hold out forever. Or will she two fall under Joe's enslaving spell?A kinky tale! If you like stories of bondage with strong, compelling plots this is the book for you!

Out Now: Dangerous Pleasures - The Complete Saga By Terri Pray

2012-02-21T10:23:00.000-08:00

There is only one Terri Pray - a true master of BDSM erotica - and we are pleased and proud to be able to bring you this wonderful collection by Terri: Dangerous Pleasures - The Complete Saga

Enslaved by a Pirate Captain! A $21 value for $8.99 - all seven bestselling Dangerous Pleasures novelettes together in one giant ebook! When gently-reared Shannon is kidnapped by a notorious pirate captain, she expects to be ransomed and back home quickly. But the pirate has other ideas, he wants to destroy her arrogance and break her will. Shannon resists and the pirate sets out to tame and train her until she submits to him completely. When domination, punishment, and restraint fail to tame the spirited young woman he has captured, the pirate captain decides to break Shannon by giving her to his crew. But as he watches her submit to their demands, the captain begins to feel a strange new emotion. Now he wants to dominate her not just to break her will, but because he loves her. And even as she is forced to serve his crew, it is not hatred for the captain that rules her heart, but some softer emotion. But when the pirate captain gives her away to an even harsher master, he unwittingly sets up a showdown that that will strip three hearts bare. For Shannon finds her heart being seduced by a second man. Then the fateful moment came when the captain returned determined to reclaim her. Shannon had been two men's slave. Both had subjugated her. One had won her heart. Now the moment of truth was at hand. The two men were locked in a struggle to possess her. One might live and one might die. All she could do was wait, chained and helpless, longing for the man she who owned her soul to emerge victorious and claim her as his absolute, willing slave.

DETAILS OF RECLUSIVE AUTHOR'S PRIVATE LIFE REVEALED IN INTRODUCTION BY SEXOLOGIST

2012-02-17T12:59:00.000-08:00

Excerpt from William A. Henkin Ph.D.'s Introduction to James Williams' collection, Red Sails in the Sunset:

1. One Man's History
I met James Williams in the mid-1970s, as I left one of San Francisco's booming disco-era bath-houses some time after midnight. He recognized me as the man who had shared his pursuit – though not his conquest – of a particularly inspired individual, and invited me out for a commiseratory nightcap. We ended up at the old Café du Nord, which was still a Basque restaurant in those days, and sat at the long carved bar before the rose quartz mirror that was a relic from the restaurant's speakeasy days. The bartender back then so closely resembled pictures of Gurdjieff that I once accused him, only half in jest, of actually being the old master trickster himself. He laughed instead of giving me a straight reply, but he let me drink on the house that night; and when James and I walked in he was already pouring my Pernod.

The place was quiet close to closing time as James and I became acquainted. He was considerably younger than I, about six feet tall, very lean and lithe, and moved as if he balanced on his head a precious vase of great antiquity rather than the tight sort of mop of dark auburn curls that will never grow thin and possibly never go grey. We found that we shared interests in psychology and literature, as well as in sexual exploration; in Peet's coffee, then available in only one Berkeley shop; and in baseball, about which he knew far more than I: his knowledge seemed encyclopedic as Bill James's*. He also expressed considerable interest in my early careers as a university English teacher and a literary magazine editor, and spoke with a humorous, exaggerated tolerance about the vagaries of the jobs he then held as a substitute teacher in a private high school on the Peninsula, a San Francisco tour-bus driver, and an occasional gigolo. As we parted a pleasant hour later I voiced the hope that we'd soon get together again, but James turned out to be fully as reclusive as he claimed to be. My next encounter with him was several years later, when he left a message on my answering machine one day in 1978, asking me to listen to him read a story on the radio the following day. But he left no number at which I could call him back, he was not listed with Directory Assistance, and the person who answered the phone at the radio station when I tried to find him after his reading said she had no way to reach him.

It was more than a decade before I heard from James again, when I received a typescript of the story "Straight Boy" and a note that ended, "Truth is stranger than non-fiction," reminding me of the evening we had met. A few days later he phoned, and on a stormy afternoon in the winter of 1992, while a heavy rain tattooed against the corrugated plastic roof and the dim lights made the large, thinly-warmed, fern-filled room feel like a cozy covered shelter in an outdoor garden, we met for coffee at The Patio on Castro Street.

James wanted a closer conversation about writing than we'd had before and so did I, and we chatted on all afternoon. At one point I asked how he wrote fiction and he said he didn't know. Sometimes he just sensed that a story had come to him and he sat down to write it immediately. Sometimes he was writing something else – a letter, a shopping list – and found he was writing a story, so he had to abandon whatever his first task had been in order to follow the story's thread to the end: if he didn't follow the thread right then, he said, there would be no thread to follow when he went back to look for it later. He said he never knew what a story was going to be about when he began it, he never knew where it would go except while it was going there in the writing itself, and he never knew how it would end until it actually ended, usually surprising him. He had never been able to decide to write a story and then write one. All he knew about writing – all he had ever learned, he said – was how to open himself to whatever Muse or inspiration it was that seemed to write through him.

As dinner-time approached James said he thought he should be getting home. Home where? I wondered. Home to whom, home to what? He smiled almost ruefully and shook his head. "Home," he said, and then he said good-bye. Episodically over the ensuing years I've received envelopes from him containing stories and requests for my responses to them, but until very recently I never received a reply in return when I wrote to his P.O. Box.

In 1994 or '95 James called again and asked if I would represent him. He'd had a story published in an anthology edited by the writer then known as Pat Califia, and Pat had asked him to read it at A Different Light, San Francisco's premier gaylesbitrans bookstore. He wanted to accept, but had become either agoraphobic or clandestine – it didn't matter which, he said – and just did not feel he could step that far out into the light of visibility. I agreed to appear in his place, explained his absence and my presence to the audience, and read "Daddy" for him. Our occasional correspondence resumed.

In 1998 James called to tell me Race Bannon had accepted his collection of stories for publication at Daedalus Publishing Company, and asked if I would help him select and arrange the stories. Race had published a book I wrote with Sybil Holiday, Consensual Sadomasochism: How to Talk About It and How to Do It Safely, and I both liked and respected him. Since I also had come to feel a personal interest in James's fiction, my answer was easy: yes: of course. James agreed to answer my queries about his manuscript and book, and for that purpose we have spoken now and again in the intervening years. When Race decided to move on from Daedalus, James asked me to represent his book to other publishers. Once more I consented, and brought it first to Janet Hardy, whose Greenery Press is a pre-eminent publisher of alternative sexuality publishing in America today. She agreed to consider the manuscript, and happily for everyone concerned it found an appropriate home.

Also in the intervening years I came to understand that as the nominal editor of this collection I ought to say something about the stories I was going to help select and organize. This worried me, because usually fiction speaks so well for itself and in its own language that an editor, reviewer, or other sort of commentator risks undermining its impact by saying too much, or slighting its purpose by saying too little, rather than illuminating the work's intention by saying just the right thing.

*Baseball is a game rife with statistics all fans can cite, and others that only the most diligent experts know without computers. But the preservation and knowledge of statistics has always been a hallmark of the baseball fan, and without doubt Bill James is the greatest statistician in baseball's history. He is the author of Bill James's Historical Baseball Abstract, the All-Time Baseball Sourcebook, the All-Time Major League Handbook, Bill James Presents Stats: Major League 2000, Bill James Presents Stats: Minor League 2000, Bill James Presents Stats: Major League 1999, Bill James Presents Stats: Minor League 1999, and a slew of related titles.

Also by James William from Sizzler Editions:

Call for Submissions - Sex in New York City: Tales of Pleasure and Perversity in the Big Apple

2012-02-17T10:36:00.001-08:00

Call for Submissions

Sex in New York City

Tales of Pleasure and Perversity in the Big Apple

Edited By Ralph Greco, Jr.

An anthology of stories about the one of the world’s most spectacularly vibrant and decidedly decadent cities.

To be published by Sizzler Editions (http://SizzlerEditions.com ).

We are looking for stories from new and established authors celebrating one of the busiest-and sexiest-cities on earth. Pulsating with a vibrancy unlike any other location how can one think about New York City without thinking of the orgasm-like rise of steam shooting-up through manholes, men and women jostling their bodies oh-so-close in the dirty bowels of subway cars, of the bright lights and the limos whisking couples who knows where for God knows what?

Writers who live in or have been to The Big Apple now get their chance to take a big bite out of it in any way they choose, using the full expanse of this amazing city’s locations, from Times Square, to the The Village, to clear across to one of the vibrant ethnic enclaves of neighboring boroughs like Brooklyn of Queens.

Sex in New York City, like all Sizzler Editions, is open to submissions featuring all sexual and gender orientations. We seek stories with whatever kind of sex seems true to NYC…and you. From tender romances to the hardest kinks: a naughty canoodle in Saint Patrick’s Cathedral to a high-class dom/client meet in an upper east-side apartment, everything is permissible just as long as NYC is the backdrop. And the folks populating your tales should be as vibrant and unique as this city they have come to play in.

Believable, intriguing characters have always been Sizzler Edition stock-and-trade and we want more of the same for this anthology. As important as the sights and sounds (and smells) of New York City will be to your stories, you’ll need to invest your romps with people we truly care about, people who have something to say-as well as a something naughty to do! Readers need to care about people they come to imagine, only then can we hope to arouse, interest and entertain.

Submissions may be fiction or personal experience, but all submissions must be explicitly erotic. In short, the sex should be the central focus of your story and not just an incident along the way.

Stories featuring incest, rape, underage characters, homophobia, bestiality, excessive violence, or any portrayal of excrement or urination, will not be considered. If you have questions about whether or not your story may work for this anthology, please contact Ralph Greco, Jr. at ralphgjr@earthlink.net with your questions or concerns.

Both previously published and original works will be considered.

Story length: 2,500 to 12,500 words

Deadline for Submissions:

Rights: First North American Anthology Rights

Payment: $25, paid on publication

For anthologies we purchase non-exclusive English language anthology rights throughout the world, for both electronic and print for five years. Author retains all other rights.

a. For e-book editions sold via the Publisher's own website, the royalty is forty percent (40%) of the retail price.

b. For e-book editions sold via other Internet retail outlets, the royalty is twenty-seven percent (27%) of the retail price.

c. For paperback editions sold via Internet retail outlets, the royalty is ten percent (10%) of the retail price.

d. Said royalties shall be paid fifty percent (50%) to the editor and fifty percent (50%) to the writers to be distributed on a prorated basis.

e. All monies paid to authors on publication shall the accounted as an advance. Once the advance is earned out, royalties shall be paid to editor who will disburse them to authors.

Email submissions should be sent to:ralphgjr@earthlink.net- in the subject line put: Ralph Greco, Jr. Anthology Submission. File should be in rtf format only, be sure to include contact information on all attachments.)

"EROTIC HORROR AND ME" by R. GRECO

2012-02-16T13:01:00.000-08:00

In this lucid Introduction to his new collection for Sizzler Editions, Ghost Girl & Other Tales of Erotic Horror, R. Greco describes how he first became interested in the genre in the children's section of his local public library as a teen.

INTRODUCTION

Horror fiction and horror films are inextricably linked for me because of my first true exposure to both from a book I used to pour over in the children's section at the public library in my early teens. The thin hardcover study called Terrors of the Screen by Frank Manchel, featured copious screen shots, from the wacky angled-scenery of silent greats like The Cabinet Of Dr. Caligari all the way up through the Universal Horror monster scenes of the 30's, some 50's sci-fi, to Rosemary's Baby and even a shot of a buff Heston from Planet of The Apes. I had not seen most of these films when I poured over this book (I even read the text at times), but at this very same library during one of the autumns of my early teen years, a wonderful weekday afternoon of dipping early darkness and burning leaves smells (I can as much still smell the library as I can the October pre-night) the library showed the 1922 classic Nosferatu in its back room. Having never seen a silent film before, let alone this terrifying classic I remember my buddy Arty and I being so unnerved after watching it we literally ran the seven blocks home from the library that night, and for a perennially chubby Italian boy to run anywhere was a big deal.

Thus began my fascination with the genre and how I come to it personally ... with a little twist of sex added in of course; those busty Hammer ladies made an impression when I caught Veronica Carlson and her sisters on my local 4:30 movie; I was as affected by the deformities in Freaks as I was the idea of cuckoldry and the consequences when a big blonde woman tries it and by sixteen I was hitting Rocky Horror every weekend in that late 70's suburban rite of passage. This mix of sinister night realms and undulating sexy night creatures followed me well into Twilight Zone reruns, those freaking scratching-ly sinister Zanti misfits crawling up Bruce Dern, left me pondering what really was King Kong going to do with Fay Wrey and had me wishing that I had been caught-up in that Iron Maiden with Barbara Steele at the end of The Pit And The Pendulum.

Really, with all that grunting, lunging, fainting dead away, how could one not think of sex and horror together?
What follows is my witches' brew mixture of horror erotica. Some of the horror is centered round the sex of the story (or the desire for it), in some the sex comes because of the horror and in still others there is a slightly silly bite to things as I always err on injecting some humor when I can. Before each tale I spin a little snippet of my inspiration for the story but nothing too intrusive as to ruin what follows. I just hope I unnerve, arouse but as always, entertain.
Here's to you Mr. Manchel, wherever you are.
–R. Greco

GHOST GIRL CONTENTS;
(The stories in this collection appeared in anthologies and magazines like Frontiers Of Terror, Necrology, Vile Things, Ophelias Muse, Peep Show, Cthulhu Sex, and Open.)
TURNING TIGHTLY
'ACQUIRED' REFLECTION
THE COFFIN DOOR
THE MAN WHO VISITED OR POOR BROTHER ED
CULLING FROM THE RIGHT HAND OF THE LORD OR KALE'S DILEMMA
THE 'CLICK'
CAT DANCING
LEARNING WITH THE GHOST GIRL
FORGIVENESS
LED AWAY
THE NEEDING
BEETLE BAG
TWITTER
SQUELCHING DRAGON'S STEAM
SUBURBAN CONVERGENCE
COURTING THE BIG 'P' WITH BETTY
HAIR OPPONENT

Out Now: Bound For Love - Takes Of The Ties That Bind Edited By Sascha Illyvich

2012-02-13T10:31:00.000-08:00

Here's a real treasure for anyone who likes their erotica with romance: a brand-new anthology of erotic romance, edited by our own Sascha Illyvich: Bound For Love - Takes Of The Ties That Bind

Most people would think that the world of being tied up, whipped and ordered around like a slave and the world of flowers and romance are two different worlds that could never go hand in hand. Yet, in truth many of our most intense moments of lovemaking include elements of bondage or bdsm - mental or physical. Some even say there is nothing more romantic and precious than the surrender of a sub to a dom. When explicit trust leads to intimacy, a greater connection occurs between the participants. The stories in this collection focus on the romantic aspect of the bdsm lifestyle. But it also has something to say to everyone - for while only some may be tops and bottoms in a dungeon, we are all tops and bottoms in love. In the collection's first story Gianna Simone take us through a situation that seems destined to tear a longtime dominant and submissive apart. Then PM White shows that bdsm can create a connection that transcends time and space. Next Marianne LaCroix portrays the depth of love a sissy bitch can have for his strict, demanding Mistress. Oceania shows us profound romance in a session of foot tickling. Margie Church and newcomer K. B. Cutter wonder can a dominant male learn to switch - if it's for the one he loves? Plus six more masterful stories about romance in the world of dominance and submission and people who are bound for love.

Out Now: Sapphic Journeys By J. T. Langdon

2012-02-13T10:27:00.001-08:00

For anyone who likes their short story erotica with a woman's touch - and more than touches - then this book is for you: Sapphic Journeys By J. T. Langdon

Tales of erotic BDSM awakenings with a lesbian twist, If you like your fition steamy with the spice of girl-on-girl play then this is the book for you! Includes.
WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS
BEATING THE HEAT
THE PRICE
TRYING IT ON FOR SIZE
HAIR OF THE DOG
MISTLETOE & HOLLY
SEVEN COME ELEVEN
WATER GATHERER
HOW LONG?
A NEW CHAPTER

Out Now: Ashley's New Owner By N. T. Morley

2012-02-13T10:25:00.001-08:00

If you like kinky BDSM fiction then look no further than our resident master if the genre, N. T. Morley - and this new book proves his mastery: Ashley's New Owner

Lovely young Ashley is an obedient slave, owned and trained by her Master, the wealthy and powerful Rafael. An insatiable bottom with an appetite for exhibitionism, punishment and sex, she is willingly and routinely used not just by Rafael, but by - whoever he "loans" her to. Ashley fulfills her slave duties with great enthusiasm, enjoying the domination and humiliation her Master's and his friends have in store for her, happy with her submissive life of sex and bondage at fetish parties, in dungeons, and even in strangers' bedrooms. But her Master and his' friends have limits and Ashley has yet to feel completely fulfilled. Without warning, she is snatched from her home by a group of strange men who spirit her to a secret dungeon for the kind of working-over that Ashley has only fantasized about! Ashley has no doubt that this is some new game from her Master - but is it for her pleasure, for punishment, or some kind of "test?" Even if she wanted to resist the explosive pleasure their ravishment brings her, she couldn’t; Ashley's been trained by Rafael to love this treatment, and she has no choice but to be an eager participant in her own debauching.

Out Now: Red Hot Zombie Love By Hank McLeod

2012-02-13T10:22:00.001-08:00

Here's kinky proof that the undead want more than ... BRAINS! In this new book you'll se that being un-alive is no detriment to having a good sex life: Red Hot Zombie Love By Hank McLeod

Could they keep the lustful zombies' hands from their own living flesh? An erotic Night of the Living Dead. Doctor Wayne Packard was a wealthy scientist who lived in a nearly inaccessible section of the Southern California desert and was able to purchase corpses he intended to reanimate through his zombifi-cation experiments. Occasionally, he was even able to acquire a live human being to use as test subject. Dr. Packard learned how to create zombies. But the zombies turned out very horny, and when they copulated with living people, those people were also turned into zombies. Wayne’s scientific triumph was to make zombie-ism a sexually transmitted disease. As a result, Doctor Packard had a zoo of zombies and a pavilion containing creepy-crawly body parts which he kept for his entertainment and that of his friends. But his butler dreamed of conquest and set the zombies free, intending to command them, only to discover that once released, like a pathogen, they could not be controlled. Doctor Packard woke up from his dream of science to discover his own butler planned to murder him and zombies were not meant to be toys. Escaping from his laboratory just ahead of the zombies, Packard finds refuge in a mansion in the Hollywood Hills with his friend Jaime Villegas and girlfriend Khloe. With a growing number of powerful zombies assaulting more and more living citizens, everyone in Southern California going zombie. Now Packard, Jamie and Khloe must develop a way to avoid the zombie seeking them out with their red hot love, keep the lustful zombies' hands from their own living flesh and somehow escape beyond the circle of the zombie contagion.

Out Now: Dangerous Pleasures - The Complete Saga By Terri Pray

2012-02-13T10:19:00.000-08:00

Here's a very special treat: a special edition of one of our all-time best-selling BDSM series: Dangerous Pleasures - The Complete Saga By Terri Pray

Enslaved by a Pirate Captain! A $21 value for $8.99 - all seven bestselling Dangerous Pleasures novelettes together in one giant ebook! When gently-reared Shannon is kidnapped by a notorious pirate captain, she expects to be ransomed and back home quickly. But the pirate has other ideas, he wants to destroy her arrogance and break her will. Shannon resists and the pirate sets out to tame and train her until she submits to him completely. When domination, punishment, and restraint fail to tame the spirited young woman he has captured, the pirate captain decides to break Shannon by giving her to his crew. But as he watches her submit to their demands, the captain begins to feel a strange new emotion. Now he wants to dominate her not just to break her will, but because he loves her. And even as she is forced to serve his crew, it is not hatred for the captain that rules her heart, but some softer emotion. But when the pirate captain gives her away to an even harsher master, he unwittingly sets up a showdown that that will strip three hearts bare. For Shannon finds her heart being seduced by a second man. Then the fateful moment came when the captain returned determined to reclaim her. Shannon had been two men's slave. Both had subjugated her. One had won her heart. Now the moment of truth was at hand. The two men were locked in a struggle to possess her. One might live and one might die. All she could do was wait, chained and helpless, longing for the man she who owned her soul to emerge victorious and claim her as his absolute, willing slave.

Out Now: The Master's Little Mess - An Age-Play Novelette By R. Greco

2012-02-08T10:14:00.000-08:00

There is simply no one better at writing age-play erotica than our very own R. Greco - and this, his newest volume in his series, proves that and more: The Master's Little Mess - An Age-Play Novelette. Highly recommended!

Continuing the story of Kay and her semi-sometimes master Jon...Jon comes for a visit and things actually switch between the usual bad little girl and her dominant man, at least switch for a little bit. The couple takes in the sights and sound of San Francisco and settles in to domesticity that both Kay and Jon fear, and secretly ache for as Kay feels her sensibilities all but completely budding for this man who has captured her hearts, loins and imagination.

You Are A Woman - Horror Manor [Volume III] PM White

2012-02-08T10:10:00.000-08:00

Here's the book you've all been waiting for: the third and final volume in the scary - and very sexy - You Are A Woman - Horror Manor [Volume III] by PM White

The Berge family war comes to a bloody boil in the last chapter of the darkly erotic Horror Manor saga. Rhombus Berge brings the gang’s toxic conflict to his demented brother’s third-floor lair, determined to end Eyeball man’s sick reign of murder and madness. It’s a battle that can only end in gruesome death. And Eyeball man won’t go down easy.

In the third and final chapter, Glass leaves the loving arms of newspaper man Peter Smart to return to Berge Manor, determined to aid in the family’s fight against their deadly sibling. Billy, the child of the gang, haunts the woods of Oak Creek under the guise of the Wild Boar, and unknowingly sets off an investigation by local law enforcement and Peter Smart. What Smart learns is something no one in the Berge family expects, or believes….

The gothically-charged Horror Manor trilogy comes to a shocking end in PM White’s twisted final installment.

Out Now: Sold By Rory R. O'Neal

2012-02-08T10:07:00.000-08:00

No one writes tasty erotic fiction like our very own Rory R. O'Neal - and his newest novel, Sold, proves that and more!

Martha awakens in a strange room with only the vaguest memory of how she got there. She remembered being out with two girl friends and being bought drinks by three good looking men and after that it all faded out. Things get worse as she discovers the size of the complex that she is in and the procedures that she is forced to go through before finally meeting one of the men from the previous night. He assures her that she signed up for a job that they offered her. A public escort for high powered clients who need a female partner for appearance at business meetings. It all seems rather suspicious, but she is wined and dined into acceptance of the story, especially after learning the amount of money she will be paid and that the whole thing is completely above board. However, after being presented to her wealthy client, and driven off in a limousine, she is rudely informed by this man that she is his property, bought and paid for. Things go from bad to worse when she is flown to a remote castle in Romania and learns the full extent of her fate, that her owner sees himself as a modern incarnation of the Marquis de Sade. Somehow, she must survive the predations of this capricious and cruel man and his cronies, along with the other girls imprisoned with her. Befriending her roommate in the castle’s seraglio, they determine to escape, but the task is a formidable one and one that taxes her ingenuity to the limits. Will she survive the ever increasing obstacles in her way and finally get back to civilisation?

Out Now: Jeweled Embers [The Penhollow Chronicles, Book I] By Christi Riverton

2012-02-08T10:03:00.000-08:00

Here's a real treat for fans of paranormal erotica - or hot erotica of any kind: Jeweled Embers [The Penhollow Chronicles, Book I] By Christi Riverton

Enter the fabulous, jeweled of the Born and find fantasy, adventure and romance. The author says of this exciting new series: "I am excited to introduce the reader to the Born world. The Penhollow Chronicles, features the Penhollows, a family from two of the Born races; the Soul Born and the Light Born. The first book in the series introduces Ruby Penhollow a ballerina who finds herself in the middle of the battle between good and evil. You will also meet Merrik Gates, an enticing rock star, who Ruby cannot seem to resist. Throughout book one you will meet characters that will follow over into book two of the series. Each story in this series will continue an ongoing storyline that develops with each book. I hope to introduce the readers to characters that they will love, hate, laugh and cry with. Throughout the series the readers will be introduced not only to new characters, races and powers, but they will also be re-introduced to characters they already know. With elements of suspense, romance and horror my goal is to peak the readers interest and keep them waiting for the next story."

Jeweled Embers, the first book of The Penhollow Chronicles features Ruby Penhollow a ballerina with a big secret even she is not privy to. Her life becomes a whirlwind after meeting Merrik Gates, an enticing rock star she cannot seem to resist. Plagued by nightmares since childhood of demons with flaming eyes, she'll soon find herself in a battle for her very life.

Sizzler Editions' First Dozen Paperbacks

2012-02-05T18:16:00.000-08:00

We just realized we have released our twelfth paperback through our Eros Editions paperback publishing arm. And we have at least another dozen in preparation already. Below are a few of their covers. Cover art is supplied by diverse hands, but the final cover design for each is by Eros Art Director Frankie Hill.

The complete Eros Editions paperback catalog so far is:
The Pirate's Captive by Rod Harden
Bound for His Pleasure by Powerone
Sex in San Francisco edited by M. Christian
My Sexy Valentine edited by Sascha Illyvich
Heavenly Bodies by Sascha Ilyvich
Lost Girls by Lori Selke
Wetting the Appetite by Blake C. Aarens
Sorceress of the Misted Isle by Timothy Lazier
How to Write and Sell Erotica by M. Christian
Season of the Witch by Jean Marie Stine
Trans-Sexual by Jean Marie Stine
Technorotica by M. Christian

#13 will be Times Square Queers by Lambda Ward winner Mykola Dementiuk, with a collection we believe will garner him even more awards.

Margie Church author of The 18th Floor Voted GLBT Author of the Year

2012-02-04T13:46:00.000-08:00

Readers at Loves Romances Cafe voted Margie Church "GLBT Author of the Year."

Ms. Church's bdsm romance, The 18th Floor, has been selling strongly everywhere.

Here is a sample from the opening chapter:

CHAPTER ONE

A rhythmic thumping raised Alexa Robbins' eyebrows. Gazing at the ceiling, she groaned. "How many times a week can a person get laid?" The thin apartment walls left little to her imagination. Night after night, she listened to the squeals of excited passion and orgasmic releases that made her want to cover her head with a pillow or reach for one of her toys.

She set down a bag of takeout on her kitchen table. Steam rose from her Kung Pau chicken when she unclasped the white container top. Alexa's stomach growled, as though telling her, "It's about time you fed me." She inhaled the scent, looking forward to dinner before collapsing into bed. Twelve-hour work days and Chinese takeout had become a ritual. Her job left little time for a social life or anything else.

Stark apartment walls and minimal furniture were clear indications this single girl wasn't home enough to care about decorating the place either.
A forkful of spicy food was inches from her mouth when the outcries from her neighbors brought the motion to a screeching halt.

"Oh, yes, baby; that's it. Do it harder!"

Alexa squinted at her white spackled ceiling. The woman sure knows how to shout it out.
A racket much like furniture tipping over rumbled above Alexa's head. More shouts and shrieks followed. She paused, waiting to hear what would happen next. Closing her eyes, Alexa envisioned her neighbor banging a tall, slender brunette on the kitchen table. She imagined a woman gripping the edges while taking the biggest cock she'd ever had.
Alexa's pussy throbbed.

Funny, in my mind the woman he's with looks exactly like me.

After one more exuberant series of "yes, yes, yes!" the upstairs room fell silent.

She popped a forkful of food in her mouth. Bingo! Orgasm!

Alexa finished her meal and put her dirty plate in the sink. She never bothered to wash dishes until Saturday rolled around. She flicked off the kitchen light and then went to her bedroom.
The clock read 10:45 p.m. by the time she drew back the covers and climbed into bed. Staring at the ceiling, she wondered if her neighbors were done for the night.

I gotta meet that guy. Maybe he can squeeze me into his date book. I already know all the right words: oh yeah, fuck me baby, do me harder, gimme that big cock. With a grin, she turned over and went to sleep.

* * * *

Alexa's high heels clicking against the concrete created a sharp contrast to the muffled thump of Curt's rubber-soled shoes the next morning. As usual, the security guard escorted her into the building at six-thirty.

Alexa pressed number eighteen on the elevator pad. "See you tomorrow, Curt."

"Sure. Have a good one." Grinning, he gave her a two-finger salute.

The door slid shut and began its ascent. She sipped her vanilla latte with its extra shot of espresso, hoping the highly caffeinated brew would kick-start her brain and her ambition. Stepping into the carpeted hallway on the eighteenth floor, Alexa noticed another familiar person. Sebastian Law. She chewed on her lip, thinking about the powerfully built, mocha skinned man who made her want to do naughty things to him whenever their paths crossed. Unfortunately, he didn't seem to pay much attention to her.

Starting up an office romance wasn't on her short list of wise career moves, but she'd spent plenty of time daydreaming about what was under the buttoned up exterior Sebastian cultivated with such care. Sebastian, or Sebi, his close friends called him, favored wearing dress slacks, long sleeved shirts, suspenders, and ties. The description was laughable until she saw how well he filled out his clothes. He walked the halls looking like a living GQ cover model five days a week. Tailored shirts clung to his broad shouldered torso, and hinted of a well-toned body. And his ass looked so sweet. She was guilty as charged of frequently staring at his gorgeous rear as he walked down the hall. Some days it was all Alexa could do to keep from reaching out and caressing him as they passed in the hall.

Her nipples hardened thinking about the rest of his body. She guessed Sebastian was a few years older. As the company's lead technology contractor, Sebi's responsibilities matched his serious expression. But when he smiled ... watching his lush lips part into a breathtaking grin distracted Alexa more times than she cared to admit. His mouth frequently became the object of her attention instead of the words he spoke. More than once, he'd had to repeat himself because of her lack of concentration.

Oh, I was concentrating all right – on what it would feel like to kiss you until you lost all your buttoned up control and fucked me right on the eighteenth floor conference table.

She reached the conference room at the conclusion of that thought. Her breath hitched in her throat. There won't be anyone around for another hour. She'd been coming in early long enough to know.

Alexa couldn't resist walking inside. The room temperature was much cooler than the hallway. She left the lights off and walked to the large oval table. Running her hand ran along the smooth top sent shivers up her spine.

What would mahogany feel like against my naked back?

The window blinds were wide open.

Anyone could watch us.

She closed her eyes and let the fantasy bloom in her sex starved body until a groan left her lips and her pussy ached for relief.

"Alexa?"

The conference room light came on with an unnerving glare. Sebastian stood with his hand still poised over the switch.

Her face flamed.

"Are you okay? Why are you in here alone?"

She gulped, steadied her voice, and delivered a quick lie. "Good morning, Sebastian. I thought I saw a falling star." She covered an imaginary yawn with the back of her hand. "I guess I got distracted. The sky is so clear."

Sebastian turned off the lights and walked to her.

His masculine scent filled her nostrils. Oh shit, I so want to freaking jump him. Even her thoughts sounded like an ache. She trembled inside as he stood next to her observing the pre-dawn sky.

"It's a shame to miss so many sunrises and sunsets because of your job, isn't it?"

His mid southern accent caressed her ear as surely as his tongue could.

Concern drew his eyebrows together. "Are you cold? You shivered."

One more remark like that and Alexa was convinced she'd be able to crawl under the carpet and disappear. This was the first time they'd ever been alone and she was acting like a lovesick dolt.
She rubbed her arms for effect. "Maybe a little."

"I don't think we'll see any more stars now. The sun has decided to make an appearance." Sebi faced her. His eyes searched her face.

She focused on his lips. "You're really handsome." Did I just blurt that out? Dust particles in space were bigger than her ego at the moment.

He cleared his throat, and raised his expressive eyebrows. "Thanks. Does stargazing always make you so horny?"

"It's not the stars. It's you." She held her breath, waiting for him to laugh or get angry at her bold declaration.

His fingers cupped her chin.

Alexa's heart hammered in her chest while her libido pleaded for him to kiss her. She held his waist, curling her fingers in the crisp fabric above his belt.

"Did you think I hadn't noticed how sexy you are?" His voice dripped with charm.

Her mons pressed against his zipper. The thin fabric strained against his swelling cock. The heat between her thighs simmered. She was soaking wet and he hadn't even touched her yet.

She wrapped her fingers around his tie, drawing those sensual lips to hers.

Sebi kissed her possessively, not wasting precious minutes on teasing foreplay. He flexed his jaw to draw her tongue into his mouth.

Alexa was glad she'd been holding onto his shirt because her knees buckled. A moan formed deep in her throat and escaped. Her fingers dug into his ass cheeks, pressing him firmly against her as she dry fucked him like a wanton hussy.

Inspiration for Vertigo - Michael Mandrake

2012-01-31T18:29:00.000-08:00

Greetings readers, this is Michael Mandrake here to talk about my newest book from Sizzler Editions, Vertigo, my m/m historical paranormal romance. What inspired me to write the book? Well, it started with Saschal Illyvich’s subcall a couple of years ago, asking for gay sci-fi shorts for the anthology, Riding the Rocket. When I sat down to write, I had no idea what I wanted from my characters. Actually, I wanted to try my hand at steampunk but instead, I wrote something totally unique, might’ve been a shifter, some kind of unexplainable being. Whatever it was, it came out a lot different than what I expected.

Once it was printed, I knew my Doctor Hayden and his “monster” had more story so, I sat down and wrote about 25k more for these lovable characters. I gave them everything they wanted; some tension, hot sex to resolve conflicts, and an interesting ending I never would’ve dreamed of.

What I enjoy most about Vertigo is the chemistry between my characters which I must admit was a little shaky until Sascha assisted me with edits. Once he gave me some pointers, my couple seemed more in sync and I was able to finish book one without feeling like I missed something. During the writing process, I listened to haunting classical and progressive rock band Opeth to put me in the right mindset. When playing their album Blackwater Park, the characters responded the most causing my fingers to fly over the keyboard.

All of my stories have a special place in my heart but this one is my most precious gem. I adore Hayden and David so much they’ve refused to leave me and the readers without at least one more book. So, I’ll be making them happy with book two in the next couple of months. In the meantime, please enjoy book one.

I’ll be doing a book tour 2/1-2/8 where I’ll give away copies of the book as well as my last novella, The Power of Muse and a chance to win a $25 Amazon GC. Find the details here

Hope you enjoyed this post. Here is the blurb, booktrailer, and excerpt.

Booktrailer

After losing his lover to mental disorder, Dr. Hayden Curry throws himself into work, silently wishing he could experience something extraordinary in love. He finds his match in David, a creature Hayden revives after discovering him and hauling him back to his lab. Upon awakening, David asks Dr. Hayden’s help in discovering more about himself. Hayden agrees but senses secrets in David. Will he get to the bottom of things and be able to continue the special relationship he and David have, or will the secrets that come forward tear them apart?

Before I went to my haven, I glanced outside my window. Outside, the rainfall reduced to a drizzle, coupled by slow moving clouds over the moonlight. The trees blew after only a few gusts of winds, ripped the leaves off and made quite a mess on the grass underneath.

These would be the nights I would cherish with him most. After relishing in the afterglows of new inventions and glasses of wine, there were mind blowing affections to follow.

Such a good lover…

Once I got to my place of work, I immediately began searching for the vials I had for the latest concoction. When I did not see them, I lost my head rather quickly.

“Where on God’s green earth,” I screamed and walked from one end of my laboratory to the other. "Where are those samples I just had? Libertina!"

Immediately, the pale and slim maiden with dark hair ran to my aid.

"Yes sir, have you lost something again, sir?"

"I have Libertina. The tubes I examined the night before. They seemed to…oh."

Within moments, my dearest uncovered the missing necessities I searched for, right underneath my novel, The Bounded Scientist.

I shrunk back and smiled wryly. "Thank you Libertina, ahem, that will be all my sweet."

"Yes sir, if there is anything you need, I'll be tending to your clothes, sir." Quickly, she curtsied and scurried off, closing the door behind her.

Ah, what a fine young maiden I have. If I were more attracted to the ladies, then I might give her go, but only gentlemen tickled my fancy these days.

I could not be that upset even in this pitiful state. Not that many people understood me when they came to know me. Throughout the years, many thought they should have thrown me in the local mental ward because of the ideas I'd had.

Nevertheless, my determination and visions had made me one of the most recognizable names in London, apart from the fact I inherited my father's large fortune.

Still, even with all the money and notoriety, I had always felt something was missing from my life. I longed for something new to happen. Whether it was a new discovery or invention it had to be different from what I had already seen.

I looked at the experiment I had been working on for seemingly weeks in disgust. Things hadn’t been the same anyway since Lawrence departed but I was determined to move on with my life’s work despite what happened to him. I had to hold on to the hope he would return.

After around the fifteenth trial of not receiving my desired result, I retreated to my bedroom to sleep. Unlike times before, I decided not to read before bed but instead lay there until my eyes got too heavy.

I hoped the nightmares would not start again since after they occurred I stayed awake staring at the ceilings of my room, often needing a drink of the alcoholic variety to put me to rest. I felt myself becoming rather dependent on the beverages. Certainly, doing this sort of thing would cloud my senses and not allow me to function properly. Many men of science I knew had become like this and I refused to become one of them.

I’ll never.

I always reassured myself that I wouldn’t continue to down this dangerous path, however, everyday, being alone with only yourself to talk with could be a detriment to one’s mental state.

Although fully capable of doing everyday things, I’d come to accept that I was different. After all, for one, I wasn’t attracted to women. Two, I enjoyed reading more than being outside playing in games.

In fact my mom would frequently say that she wished I’d be like “normal” boys and go play ball instead of reading. This from the same woman who didn’t know how to read until after she birthed me. With the help of my caregiver, I taught myself how to read the written word thus showed my mum in the process. Still, even afterwards, she didn’t consider it as an important skill. “I’ve always had people to do things like read for me,” she said, giving illiteracy credence. Totally absurd but true.

If I wasn’t able to read and learn I might die.

Such is true of me, Doctor Hayden Curry. I preferred to have my mind stimulated before anything else. This isn’t saying that I didn’t enjoy the sins of the flesh because I did, but, books were like gold to me, more important than any penny I owned. I’d inherited most of it which allowed me to live the lavish lifestyle and work on experiments instead of seeing patients to cure their ailments. I wasn’t interested in short term solutions anyway. I wanted results that could change the world and mankind forever.

Michael Mandrake is the author of several novellas including his latest, Vertigo from Sizzler Editions. His next books, True Meaning 2: The Complete Portrait from XOXO and Under the Gun from No Boundaries Press are due out in 2012. To find out more please visit http://tabooindeed.blogspot.com

Out Now: For The Love Of Bondage By Emy Naso

2012-01-30T11:09:00.000-08:00

Emy Naso again proves that she can deliver BDSM erotica like no one other. If you like your sexy fiction with just the right amount of romance then this is the book for you: For The Love Of Bondage

Emy Naso delivers another tale of bondage, extreme sensuality and a central character full of feisty fun, feminine wiles and zest for sexy living.

A steamy erotic novel of bondage and submission like no other! When her husband died, Ellie Lewis was willing to become a merry widow. But where was the money for the high life of sexual enjoyment? Did her late husband have any, or has he beaten all the odds and taken it with him? If there is cash from the old miser she’d love to indulge her love of young men and bondage. Theirs not hers. Searching high and low, Ellie looks for clues as to where her very late husband might have hidden his ill gotten gains. She discovers he had a secret and very sexy other life, and to find her path to fulfillment, the widow becomes a strict FemDom, realizing her taste are for both sides of gender enjoyment. See why our readers consider Emy Naso to be one of the very best erotic writers we have!

Out Now: Pushing Boundaries By Amber Rose Thompson

2012-01-30T11:05:00.000-08:00

Amber Rose Thompson has really proven herself to be a true genius when it comes to telling hot tales of BDSM and romance and this, her newest book, proves that she's just getting better: Pushing Boundaries

Raine and Lara are entwined in a grand scheme by higher forces to separate them from what they most need. After being told she's too cold and clinical, Lara decides to apply to a very unusual sex camp to shake off her extremely religious upbringing. When she arrives, she discover bondage and submission are part of the camp's program, and fear grips her as the boundaries of her sexual experiences are pushed. What Lara doesn't know is the celestial rammifications of what is happening to her or that she is being prepared for out of this world experiences. It simply doesn't get any better than Amber Rose Thompson - and with PUSHING BOUNDARIES you'll see why! A hot, steamy, wild, yet touching tale of bondage, submission and romancee.

Out Now: Desire Under The Eaves [Horror Manor II] PM White

2012-01-30T11:02:00.000-08:00

Now this is a real, honest, thing to celebrate: we know you liked the first book in PM White's erotic horror trilogy so this, the release of the second book, will give you both the chills and tickle your fantasy: Desire Under The Eaves [Horror Manor II]

Eyeball man’s sinister plans take a backseat to the sexy Julie Bender, who fascinates him in a way no other woman has. But his lewd infatuation is destined for a short life, thanks to the cats of Berge Manor. Even they know pure evil when they see it. Mama desires only peace among the family, but she’s been targeted by her dangerous sibling, forcing the rotund caregiver to rethink her kind ways. Unlike Mama, the sensitive Glass would rather be left alone. Known as the famous columnist Rogers Sloan, Glass hides in secret rooms throughout the manor and wishes only for solitude. Eyeball man, who sees weakness in Glass, plans to grant that wish… Enter the Berge clan: Rhombus, Janis, Big Jim, Mama, Eyeball man, Glass, and Billy. Rhombus, the elder of the gang, wants only what’s best for his quirky brothers and sisters, but knows there will always be an obstacle preventing that noble goal. Eyeball man plans to make the family whole by cutting the fat from the group. Jealous of his brother’s natural leadership abilities, he sees the murder of Rhombus as the icing on the cake.
The second in PM White’s gothically-charged trilogy of erotic horror!

Out Now: Booty Tails By Madison Green

2012-01-30T10:56:00.000-08:00

Fantastic! Here's a spicy erotic treat for fans of short-and-nasty sexy tales: Booty Tails By Madison Green

Delicious tales of women with curves in all the right places and a lustful desire to please.

Out Now: My Love Of All That Is Bizarre: The Erotic Adventures Of Sherlock Holmes Edited By M. Christian

2012-01-23T09:52:00.001-08:00

Now here's something very, very special: a collection of wonderful erotica - by some very special writers - about everyone's favorite genius detective, Sherlock Holmes: My Love Of All That Is Bizarre: The Erotic Adventures Of Sherlock Holmes - Edited By M. Christian

For all that we know about Sherlock Holmes there is much that is a complete and total mystery about him - and, as he would say himself, a that is a puzzle that should be addressed. Is it any wonder that so many of us have scratched our much-smaller craniums and pondered his relationships, trying to use his own maxim of "when you have excluded the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth" to peer down deep into those mysteries? This timely collection focuses on his unmentioned private life. In short, the great detective's amorous inclinations, the part of life Victorians were so silent on, but so profligate in its practice. And the authors don't stop there - you will also find stories about the sexual side of other key characters who make up the canon: Irene Adler, Mrs. Hudson, Dr. Watson, and even that most infamous of villains, Professor Moriarty. Included are many of today's most popular authors including Michael Kurland (American Book Award and the Edgar Award finalist), Angela Caperton (Mammoth Book of Best New Erotica), M. Christian (Lambda Award finalist), and such other distinguished practitioners of the short story and novelette as Cesar Sanchez Zapata, Kate Lear, Wade Heaton, Dorla Moorehouse, Ivo Benengeli, Billierosie, Zachary Jean, PM White, Violet Vernet. As Holmes himself said: "The game is afoot. Not a word! Into your clothes and come!"

Out Now: San Francisco Bliss By Olivia London

2012-01-23T09:47:00.001-08:00

San Francisco has never been so wonderfully erotic than in tales told by Oliva London - and she's back in another hotter-than-hot collection of San Francisco erotica: San Francisco Bliss

Another collection by the hotter-than-hot Olivia London. If you liked SAN FRANCISCO LOVIN' then this follow-up collection is guaranteed to tickle your fancy ... and more! Olivia's stories have appeared in Ruthie's Club, For the Girls, Oysters & Chocolate and Salon.com. She has contributed to numerous anthologies including Lesbian Love 3, The Bad Girl's Sweet Kiss, and The Mammoth Book of Threesomes and Moresomes. For lovers of erotica there is plenty of bliss to be had from reading this anthology.

Out Now: The Adventure At Baskerville Hall & Other Cases [The Secret Files Of Sherlock Holmes, Vol. II] By Kate Lear

2012-01-23T09:44:00.001-08:00

We know you loved the first volume of Kate Lear's erotic adventures of the Great Consulting Detective - which is why you'll be as excited about her new volume of kinky Sherlockian erotica: The Adventure At Baskerville Hall & Other Cases [The Secret Files Of Sherlock Holmes, Vol. II]

Holmes and Watson lovers? And the passion set loose between these two hunks heats up even the cold London nights. But first they must deal with that most canonical of blackmailers, Charles Augustus Milverton, who is blackmailing the pair, threatening to reveal their secret romance. Then Holmes and Watson detect and love their way through six more cases including a whole new perspective on doings at the legendary Baskerville Hall. Another astounding collection of Sherlockian erotica by our resident genius of the genre! If you liked the first volume of HE SECRET FILES OF SHERLOCK HOLMES then this is the book for you. No one is better at writing gloriously steamy erotica with the World's Greatest Consulting Detective and his best friend, Doctor Watson, than Kate Lear.

Out Now: Miss Collins' Amours By Eleanor Tremaine

2012-01-23T09:41:00.000-08:00

Here's a special erotic novel for every fan of cougars and MILFs ... a steamy treasure by Eleanor Tremaine: Miss Collins' Amours

Is the city in danger with a cougar on the prowl? The young twentysomething men are for sure! Hide yourself hunks, Miss Collins is hunting. What happens when a veteran high school teacher finds a young male teacher right out of college is hot for her stirs up a storm. Soon she discovers her power over young men, when he introduces her to a few close friends who also worship older men. Miss Collins is another wonderful addition to the wild and gloriously spicy erotic world of Eleanor Tremaine! Here's a real treat for anyone who likes their erotic romance with an extra level of sexuality!

Out Now: Vertigo By Michael Mandrake

2012-01-23T09:37:00.000-08:00

Here's a special treat for anyone who loves a good gay erotic romance: a brand new book by a brand new author of this hot genre: Vertigo by Michael Mandrake

After losing his lover to mental disorder, Dr. Hayden Curry throws himself into work, silently wishing he could experience something extraordinary in love. He finds his match in David, a creature Hayden revives after discovering him and hauling him back to his lab. Upon awakening, David asks Dr. Hayden’s help in discovering more about himself. Hayden agrees but senses secrets in David. Will he get to the bottom of things and be able to continue the special relationship he and David have, or will the secrets that come forward tear them apart?

INTRODUCING EROS EDITIONS OUR PAPERBACK IMPRINT

2012-01-22T15:41:00.000-08:00

If you like your reading in paperback, click on the banner to the left to visit the newly opened site for our sister imprint, Eros Editions. Eros has published a round dozen titles so far by authors including Blake C. Aarens, T. J. Lazier, M. Christian, Sascha (Bad Boy) Illyvich, Lori Selke, and our publisher, Jean Marie Stine.

Eros is still very much startup and we can only do about 20 books each year. But we think it is a good start.

The site is still under construction, and we still have books to ad. But we think you will find it a comfortable site to visit, and the selection of books, if small, impressive.

STORY FROM SIZZLER COLLECTION BEST NEW EROTICA SELECTION

2012-01-20T14:35:00.000-08:00

Angela Caperton's "Barnacle Bill" from her Sizzler Editions collection Darkness and Delight has been selected by Maxim Jakubowski for inclusion in The Best New Erotica 11.

We are thrilled for her and thrilled to have a story that appeared first in an ebook we published chosen for this prestigious series.

An EPPIE Award winner, Ms Caperton's most recent ebook from Sizzler Editions is Springs a short novel with both bdsm and fantasy overtones.

Call For Submissions: Sex In London

2012-01-19T10:19:00.001-08:00

Call for Submissions

Sex in London

Tales of Pleasure and Perversity in the English capital

Edited By Elizabeth Coldwell

An anthology of stories about what makes London such a delightfully decadent city, to be published by Sizzler Editions (http://SizzlerEditions.com ).

We are looking for stories from new and established authors celebrating one of the most decadent cities on earth. You can hardly think about London and not think about sex.

Writers who live in or have been to the English capital, and have experienced the passion that sizzles beneath its stiff upper lip, are invited to explore in their stories what makes the city so closely associated with sex and sensuality.

Sex in London is open to submissions featuring all sexual and gender orientations. We seek stories with whatever kind of sex sums up “the English vice” -- from tender romance to the hardest kink and everything in between. From the changing of the guard at Buckingham Palace to the curry restaurants of Brick Lane, from the statue of Eros at Piccadilly Circus to the swimming ponds on Hampstead Heath. As for characters, picture the kinds of people you see as quintessential Londoners, whether born within the sound of Bow Bells or moving there to take advantage of a city whose streets are paved with gold: duckers and divers, creative and media types, footballers and WAGS, the stallholders on Petticoat Lane, the foreign billionaires buying up real estate in Kensington and Chelsea, students, tourists -- you name it. And don't forget atmosphere, from crisp winter mornings to those rare but unforgettable sultry summer nights, from the streets once prowled by Jack the Ripper and the Krays to the coming excitement of the 2012 Olympics. Bring to life whatever London really means to you.

Equally important are believable, intriguing characters readers can care about, a compelling situation that drives the storyline, and well-realized scenes where we see, smell, hear, and feel what the characters experience of the world and people around them.

Submissions may be fiction or personal experience, but all submissions must be explicitly erotic. In short, the sex should be the central focus of your story and not just an incident along the way.

Stories featuring incest, rape, underage characters, homophobia, bestiality, excessive violence, or any portrayal of excrement or urination, will not be considered. If you have questions about whether or not your story may work for this anthology, please contact Elizabeth Coldwell elizabeth_coldwell@yahoo.co.uk with your questions or concerns.

Both previously published and original works will be considered, though original material preferred.

Story length: 2,500 to 12,500 words

Deadline for Submissions: July 1, 2012

Rights: First North AmericÅan Anthology Rights

Payment: $25, paid on publication

Email submissions should be sent to: elizabeth_coldwell@yahoo.co.uk - in the subject line put Sex In London Anthology Submission. File should be in doc (not docx) or rtf format, be sure to include contact information on all attachments.

Out Now: Lost Girls & Others: Erotica By Lori Selke

2012-01-16T10:36:00.000-08:00

Sizzler is extremely excited to be able the announce this fantastic new collection by the master erotica writer, Lori Selke: Lost Girls & Others: Erotica

"Lori Selke's erotic mind, like the stories that issue from it, is diverse, ironic, fearless, perverse, and smoking hot!" -Carol Queen, author, The Leather Daddy and the Femme.

"Lost Girls and Others luxuriates in the lives and stories of iconic gender stereotypes, celebrating multiple genres, subverting clichés and turning them wickedly inside out. She inhabits the lives and loves of silent film stars, inserts lesbian twists into spaghetti westerns, delivers consumer product evaluation for the home pornstar network, not to mention hard boiled femme noire, and even Asian cuisine for foot fetishists. A sumptuous package of clever women having delicious, dangerous fun." -Wade Heaton, author, The Daphne Trilogy.

CONTENTS:The Robber GirlThe Bachelor PartyThe Secret Life of Mr. CleanSex and the Married DykeDiary of a Lost GirlRuth, Roses, and RevolversThe Call Girl DetectiveCar TroubleThe CucumberAt the Pageant, The VampKiss and TellSouthern GirlsThe Snow Queen& other stories

"A true original; startling, strong and damn sexy. What a joy to see this new collection to entice a new generation of readers." -Laura Antoniou, author, The Marketplace

"Lori Selke is a sick fuck, which is a good thing, and she doesn't hesitate to express that in a ferociously literate way...which is even better." –Simon Sheppard, author, Hotter Than Hell

"One of the most honest and unapologetic erotic writers in the US market. Her work challenges you to do that thing that we all would rather not do, she makes you hot and thoughtful at the same time." –Robert Lawrence, President, the Center for Sex and Culture

Out Now: Exposed! More Tales Of Exhibitionism By Scylla

2012-01-16T10:32:00.000-08:00

There is simply no one better at gloriously kinky erotica than Scylla - and this new collections shows just how good Scylla can be: Exposed! More Tales Of Exhibitionism

A collection of wildly sexy tale of submission and exhibitionism by a master of erotica! If you like your reading kinky then look no further than this compendium of steamy fiction! Includes: FOR ONE NIGHT ONLYFORGIVING SANDYAMATEURSA NIGHT AT THE OPERATHE COLLECTIVEHIATUSTHE DOLLPATRICIA'S FRIENDSIMPATIENCE

Out Now: The Cottage By Rory R. O'Neal

2012-01-16T10:29:00.000-08:00

Sizzler is pleased and proud to bring you the very best in erotica - and the works of Rory R. O'Neal are the very best - and he shows just how good he can be with this new treat: The Cottage

Dorothy, a forty year old, natural redhead, and buxom BBW, has returned to live alone in her dead parents’ cottage, where she had spent most of her life up to the age of twenty or so. A natural recluse, and extremely shy, she is noticed, while delivering eggs to the local shop, by Monty, a debonair roué in a red sports car, who finds himself taking a fancy to her. A self-confessed rogue, he finds out where she lives from the owner of the shop and makes plans to seduce her. However, things do not work out as he expected, and he finds himself on the emotional receiving end of more than he had bargained for. Having activated a hidden slutty, submissive side to the demure and gentle Dorothy, for the first time he discovers his own vulnerabilities. His partner in crime, wealthy Aristocrat Charles de Fenwyck, with whom he went to school, has other ideas, as he and Monty have always shared their latest conquests. Having lent the couple his large ancestral home while he is away on business and not realizing that Monty is serious about the woman, he returns early with disastrous consequences. Can Dorothy and Monty keep their new found bond in the face of his past and Charles' plans for the future.

Out Now: Sabrina's Enslavement By D.W. Collins

2012-01-16T10:26:00.000-08:00

Here's a treat for allo you fans of male-dom BDSM erotica: a brand new treat my D.W. Collins - Sabrina's Enslavement

Attorney Sabrina Kramer is deeply frustrated with her sex life. Her doting fiancé, Nathan Burger, is unable to fulfill any of the vivid fantasies submission to a dominant male that fuel her sexual desires. When she hears about a company that specializes in helping women live out such dreams, Sabrina immediately hires their services. Soon Sabrina is flown to a private reserve. But faced with the reality Sabrina escapes, and manages to avoid capture. She encounters a rugged man on horseback, who quickly throws her over his mount and carries her back to an isolated cabin, where he begins an intense program of training her to submit to his every wish. Soon she is experiencing extremes of bdsm that leave her terrified and shaken, willing it only to stop. For the man who holds her captive, Michael Guyer, is a suspect in a previous abduction and killing. Meanwhile, Sabrina's fiance Nathan is searching for her, having finally realized how much Sabrina needs a dominant male in her life. He hopes it is not too late to make the dramatic changes in his behavior he now longs for too and help her to experience the fantasies of romantic bondage that she has always craved.

INTOXICATION - New eBooks Promo for Jan 2012

2012-01-16T10:22:00.000-08:00

1st YouTube Promo Video for Intoxication Erotic Romance Imprint

2012-01-14T12:13:00.000-08:00

Using his newly upgraded video editing system, Bill Mills of Las Vegas' Mills Productions has produced especially for YouTube an incandescent promotional piece on our Intoxication imprint for romantic erotica.

You can view it at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xkJsAu3wNIM/

The covers literally explode off the screen.

More promo videos for other Sizzler Editions imprints coming soon.

Out Now: Bondage Boys By L.H. Leroux

2012-01-10T10:16:00.000-08:00

Here's a very special treat for fans of male-male erotica, a wonderful new book by L.H. Leroux: Bondage Boys

Hot new writer of male-male romance and bondage. Sweaty and compelling. Everything told Steven that he should cut and run, but his heart told him something different. He had been running from one lover to another for years, but he never found the man that would steal his heart. David needed a new contractor to finish his kitchen that the contractor from Hell had begun or his wife would kill him. Steven didn’t need the work, but the minute he set eyes on David, he knew he had to have him. No one would have ever expected the two of them to be drawn together in such a way, especially David’s wife or even David himself. Could Steven show David the pleasure that only another man could give him? David found that he liked a man that was dominating, but was afraid as Steven took him deeper into a relationship that David could never explain. Would David surrender willingly, or would Steven have to fall back onto tight bondage to seduce David into succumbing? Steven took it slow, romancing David at the same time he pushed the limits. The first touch, the first kiss, each time David surrendering to Steven’s demanding passion. Could a heterosexual male sexually satisfy another man? Would he? Can Steven steal the heart of David from his wife and make him his own or would Steven go back to searching for his eternal mate?

Out Now: Lord Of The Otherfolk [The Gadifriald's Saga #6] By T. J. Lazier

2012-01-10T10:14:00.000-08:00

Here's fantastic news for fans of otherworldly erotica - a brand new book in the bestselling Gadifriald's Saga by T. J. Lazier: Lord Of The Otherfolk

The sixth instalment of "Gadifriald's Saga" of our bestselling saga of magic and eroticism! If you like your sexual fantasies to take wing - quite literally - then this series will lift more than your spirits!

Out Now: Taken By Tabitha Bradley

2012-01-10T10:10:00.000-08:00

We know you love science fiction erotica - which is why we know you'll love this newest book by our resident master of the genre, Tabitha Bradley: Taken!

A outrageous science fiction sexual fantasy like no other! With TAKEN you'll see why Tabitha Bradley is considered to be a true master of not just erotica but science fiction and fantasy as well.

READ 'EM (ON A KINDLE) AND WEEP

2012-01-05T09:09:00.000-08:00

From today's Publisher's Weekly feed:

The final numbers from Nielsen BookScan are in for 2011 and they show that print sales through the outlets it tracks fell by just over 9% in the year. Total units sold were 651.2 million. The decline in 2011 was about double that of 2010 and reflects the closing of Borders and rise in digital sales. Adult fiction and mass market paperback had the largest declines in the year.

Print sales in the week after Christmas took a steep dive, down 30% compared to the same week in 2010.

Look upon the print book, oh ye mighty and weep.

Thank God I'm a country girl (who publishes ebooks)!

Jean Marie Stine

Out Now: The Accelerates By J. Heflin

2012-01-02T10:39:00.001-08:00

If you like your lesbian BDSM erotica with the extra-spice of science fiction then The Accelerates by J. Heflin is the book you've been waiting for!

Lesbian futuristic superheroine pulp. Two women engineered to be superhuman, they fell in love with each other. Former lovers, Arin and Lauren. whose lives and fates are interlinked by their genetic heritage are pulled together in a quest to stop a serial killer. They know the man they chase. They’ve battled him before. And he defeated them. That defeat changed their lives, driving them apart as they wallowed in guilt. Arin threw herself into her work as a superhero. Laurie, whose physical wounds mirrored her mental anguish, was forced to step away from the work and the woman she loved. The killer’s reemergence pushes them back together. Old passions reignite as they track down the man who tore them apart.

Out Now: Julia's Choice By A. J. Arnost

2012-01-02T10:36:00.001-08:00

Here's a real treat for fans of not just steaming hot erotic fiction but steaming hot erotic fiction with a male-dom BDSM twist: Julia's Choice by A. J. Arnost

Fans of Powerone and J. W. McKenna will love the bondage novels of A. J. Arnost.

Intoxication - the Year in Review for erotic romance

2011-12-31T01:04:00.000-08:00

2011 has seen some great books come out by a lot of new talent at Sizzler Editions. I'm going to showcase a few of the books here and dig into a little bit about the eroticism and why I liked the book. Of course all books can be picked up at Amazon.com though we'd prefer you support small business by shopping at Sizzler Editions

One of my first finds was Tied to Passion by Amber Rose Thompson. I HATED the hero, finding him droll and intellectual. But the writing was pretty clean, the synopsis sold the story and once I read Celene's character on paper I had to keep reading. I won't reveal the ending but I was satisfied to see how it ended up. Amber Rose is a bright new voice in erotica with a definite future. There is a lesson I'll discuss next year in this blog about his work and reviews.

My very first anthology Riding the Rocket, our first m/m anthology of sci fi erotic romance. Featuring established talent like Kiernan Kelly, M. Christian and Cecilia Tan, we also have a range of new authors who debut in this collection. Michael Mandrake's story "Vertigo" appears in this collection as the starter for his upcoming Sizzler release by the same name. The thing I enjoyed about this collection was the pure simplicity of discovering new talent and mingling it with old to create something I think any science fiction m/m reader will enjoy, all while getting their rocks off.

As far as anthologies go, I couldn't be happier with My Sexy Valentine! This four author collection started off the Intoxication line collection of erotic romance anthologies with quite a bang.

My Sexy Valentine features four authors who really brought erotic romance to the table. Daisy Harris and Em Petrova are new talent to erotic romance but are also up and coming authors to watch. The anthology features four stories, two m/m and one multi partner and one m/f fantasy romance. All in all, a solid collection.

Oh, and it marks a definite change in our cover art design. That's Jimmy Thomas on the cover, noted romance cover model and awesome promoter extraordinaire!

One of my favorite new talents came in the form of paranormal romance. Emma Paul gave us Soulmate's Touch, Demon and human love. Well, gargoyle actually. Gargoyle and Human exploration in the face of danger while falling in bed to have more than their share of heart pumping action. This was and is pretty much what I'm looking for as the base of mixing romance and lust in stories. It read a little quick but that's due to my guidelines for first time authors. Stephanie Burke and Kiernan Kelly submitted and gave us awesome releases too.

I've been responsible for roughly 16 books out this year from Sizzler, most under my line. From Bonni Sansom's Jack's Christmas Wish, a BDSM romance tale that keeps winning stellar reviews to Margie Church's The 18th Floor, (another BDSM book with sizzling romance that keeps gaining media attention) we keep rocking out a whole lot of books for readers to enjoy. And as long as they keep selling, they keep reinforcing that erotica is not a genre that will go away.

We at Sizzler could not be more proud of all our fabulous auathors!

Out Now: Springs By Angela Caperton

2011-12-26T11:15:00.001-08:00

Sizzler is extraordinarily pleased and proud to be able to announce the publication of a new erotic treasure by the brilliant Angela Caperton: Springs!

Cherie writes music for videogames and when the lead composer on the hot sequel to her company's hit videogame dies in a freak accident, Cherie bets her own sweet ass to her boss that she can write him a masterpiece. With her job on the line, a mysterious gift of a music box arrives, opening up a world of dark inspiration, erotic excess, and forbidden pleasure. Set in the unlikely world of video game design, "Springs" is a sharp-edged story of black magic and sexual obsession.

EPPIE winning author's classic short novel of a strange box that sings one woman into a world of erotic nightmares that transcend time and flesh..

"Springs is a horror novelette that you can read in one sitting. It’s short enough that if you don’t own an e-book reader, you can still read it on the computer with no discomfort. But an e-book reader might be ideal because you may not want to read this one in public. I enjoyed Springs a lot. It didn’t scare me but it was chilling at certain points. It’s told in the third person, from Cherie’s point of view. We get inside her head even when it turns disturbing. This is an erotic horror story, containing passages of a sexual nature crafted to arouse. Springs was written by a woman but it feels very much like men’s erotica. However, Angela Caperton does not neglect the horror for the sex. She spends time setting up the story, showing Cherie’s struggle to find the music and exploring her character before the music box arrives and soon after the first sex scene. Two thirds of the way in the story, Cherie begins to have flashback which are easy for the reader to catch because they’re in italics. With the flashbacks, the story takes a darker turn. Cherie’s motivations for having sex with multiple partners, becomes understandable, and disturbing. The revelation at the end — not an O. Henry ending or a shocker but a natural out growth building on the information in the flashbacks — was delightfully chilling." -Horror eBooks Review

Out Now: The Traffickers Vol.2 By Mary Alice Clarke

2011-12-26T11:11:00.001-08:00

The sequel to one of our best-selling - torn-from-the-headlines - series is here! If you liked Mary Alice Clarke's first volume of The Traffickers you'll love the follow-up novel just as much: Traffickers Vol. 2!

The sequel to our best-selling sex-trafficking erotic thriller!

FICTION TORN FROM THE HEADLINES. From the author: "Women who say that they could never be broken and would never submit have not been there. They have not been sexually tormented day and night for days and weeks. They have not spent every minute of those days and weeks under the threat of horrific punishment and slow, agonizing death, with no hope of escape or rescue, denied even the liberation of suicide, repeatedly and systematically violated in every way that a woman can be. Some women play at being slaves. But real slavery is a journey, which begins against a woman's will and ends when she has no will left. The stories that follow are fictionalized versions of the real experiences of women who made the passage."

Out Now: Christmas Truce By Laura Antoniou

2011-12-19T10:48:00.000-08:00

Just in time for the holiday season! We know you love Laura Antoniou - a true genius when it comes to writing gay, BDSM erotica - which is why we know you'll be as excited as we are by this festive treat: Christmas Truce

They met as enemies but ended as something a great deal more than friends... On an icy Christmas morning on the Western Front, 1914, British and German soldiers huddled in trenches less than fifty yards apart, away from their homes and families, cold, weary and afraid. But Lt. Glbert Tillsdale and Captain Wilheim von Faulkner will spark more than a Christmas truce as they walk across no man's land to shake hands. They find passion, comfort and pleasure in each other and share a moment of peace that can only be called miraculous. From one of the bestselling authors of eroica writing today. Cover: Sami Hursey

Out Now: Liberation: And Other Tales Of Sex And Sensibility By James Williams

2011-12-19T10:44:00.000-08:00

We here at Sizzler pride ourselves on bring you the best erotic authors and books that we can ... which is why we are extra-pleased to be able to announce the publication of a great new collection by the master erotic author, James Williams: Liberation - And Other Tales Of Sex And Sensibility

Master of erotica, James Williams, writes twisted tales of bondage and kinky sex like no one else can, and this book of his short stories shows the true brilliance of his erotic works covering everything from BDSM to romantic love! Included are: LIBERATION, ALL AT SEA WITH MASTER E, THE FALL, QUEEN, OBEDIENCE, ANGELS DANCE, PENELOPE WAITS, and many others. When he writes about bdsm, you can feel the ropes.

"James Williams' words feel good in the mouth to say and sound good in the ear to hear. And they get my brain wet."
-- Sybil Holiday, co-author of Consensual Sadomasochism: How to Talk About It and How to Do It Safely

"This book was worth waiting for, and is worth reading slow--a true pleasure for any literary libertine. As I read each story, I feel like sparks are shooting from my head. James Williams electrifies all the sadomasochistic places in my soul."
-- Cecilia Tan, author of The Velderet, publisher, Circlet Press

"...sizzling first collection of pansexual literary erotica...with a prowess for titillating gender fluidity that only Califia might match.
-- Richard Labonte, BookMarks

Out Now: Bahamas Boat - The Shanghai Joe Schooner By Bo Bleu

2011-12-19T10:41:00.000-08:00

Bo Bleu is, without a doubt, one of the finest erotica writers working today: a master of wild fiction, romance, and mystery - and his newest book, Bahamas Boat: The Shanghai Joe Schooner, proves just that!

A wild and erotic tale of pirates, sex, lesbianas, and BDSM adventure on the high seas - as only our best-selling Bo Bleu can write it! Nora Parvis and Becky Goodwen are members of their international sorority sailing group known as "The Regina Hall Sailing Club". They meet for the first time as the different competitors gather for the annual regatta held in the lee of Andros Island in the Bahamas. Becky Goodwen, an experienced sailor, takes over the group of four boats and they enter the three day competition. Without walking away with top honors, they do get honorable mention and a share of the purse. Becky Goodwen is a strong player and dominates the inexperienced Nora Parvis. They make some basic agreements which are awkward for Nora because she has never been in a girl-girl situation. Becky wastes no time confessing she is 'out' and hints of some past conquests which turn out to be mostly exagerations. The desire to place their sailing club at the front line persuades Nora to cooperate with the help of liberal doses of alcohol to keep up her flagging enthusiasm. After the regatta is over, both girls express a desire to remain in the islands to escape home circumstances they find difficult. They cash in their regatta earnings for a cottage overlooking the lagoon at the Chickcharnie Resort. Nora secures employment in the resort management and after a successful training program is seduced, forcibly, by the resort manager, Kay Candace. In the course of her duties, Nora secures a large group of artists that convention in the islands each year. Top management is impressed by her diligence and after a rigorous interview with the top exec in a Nassau convention center, Nora secures a cushy job visiting the syndicate string of resorts to train the reservationists. She is unhappy with being away from Becky and to keep her producing in her job, the CEO, Ron Malta, snatches Becky and stashes her on the Shanghai Joe, a 68' sailing schooner owned by the syndicate. Becky is therefore a hostage. Top action is a pirate attack on the schooner while out at sea. Nora and Becky survive the chaos by getting away in the captain's dinghy. Back in their home grounds, there is publicity and they are listed as among the dead along with the captain, crew and many passengers. They see this as their opportunity to escape but the one person they thought they could trust betrays them. Is all hope lost? The answer lies with the next sailing of the Shanghai Joe.

Out Now: The Intimate Secrets Of A Young Victorian Lady By Caroline Boreham-Wood

2011-12-19T10:37:00.000-08:00

There's nothing quite so fun as a good Victorian erotic novel - and no one writes Victoriana like Caroline Boreham-Wood, and her new treat, The Intimate Secrets Of A Young Victorian Lady, proves just that!

A lusty Victorian tale of lust and desire - a vintage novel of eros and passion ... this book is everything for anyone who loves to step back in time and visit the steamy past!

Out Now: Tamed And Obedient By Denise La Croix

2011-12-13T10:54:00.000-08:00

Here's a real treat for fans of BDSM erotica with an extra-special side of touching romance than look no further than this new treasure by Denise La Croix: Tamed And Obedient

A hot yet touching masterpiece of BDSM romance! Here's a chance to see why Denise La Croix is considered to be one of the very best erotica writers working today!

Out Now: Naughty Nibbles: 30 Hot Flashes Of Erotica By J. Troy Seate

2011-12-13T10:51:00.000-08:00

If you like your erotica sizzling - and we know you do - then look no further than the work of our celebrated author, J. Troy Seate ... and here's a brand-new book of his short-short stories: Naughty Nibbles: 30 Hot Flashes Of Erotica

Here's a real treat for fans of wild and sexy erotica: a fantastic collection of 30 min-erotica tales by J. Troy Seate - a real master of telling a tale all-but guaranteed to get a rise out of anyone! Included are such quickies as Party On, The Red Satin Box, Spring Fever, The Survey Taker, Catch of the Day, Muff-Diving, Roll Her Over, Avis Tries Harder, My Frolicsome Feet, The First Time, Belly, Cocksure, The Lady and the Plumber, and Silver Balls.

Out Now: Sex And The Swingers [The Swingers, Book II] By Dax St. James

2011-12-13T10:45:00.000-08:00

For anyone interested in exploring the wild and sexual world of swinging there is simply no better resource than the Sex And The Swingers series by Dax St. James - and here's his new book: Sex And The Swingers [The Swingers, Book II]

An eye-opening sequel to our best-selling expose of the swinging lifestyle. If you - or your partner - is interested in what it takes to enter into the world of swinging then you can't miss this erotic, yet down-to-earth look at someone who has explored just about every facet of the lifestyle.

Out Now: Dark Prince's Gambit [Peacekeeper Book I - An Alex T'kayn, Treasure Hunter, Dirandian Novel] By Tabitha Bradley

2011-12-13T10:38:00.000-08:00

There is simply no one better at writing adventurous science fiction erotica than Tabitha Bradley - and this book, and the first in a new series, proves just that: Dark Prince's Gambit [Peacekeeper Book I - An Alex T'kayn, Treasure Hunter, Dirandian Novel]

"A Passionate and Stunning Conclusion!" raves Dena in Fallen Angel Reviews. Here is another great, sexy Dirandian novel of interstellar bondage and adventure from Tabitha Bradley! Prince Gaston VonTesmar has to assassinate his father to prevent system-wide genocide. But even to protect his world and his people can he take the life of his father? What will he have to sacrifice to save his world? Love, sanity, honor, life... To himself Gaston VonTesmar is no hero. He is much more comfortable playing the sexy, wicked Villain, in a forced night of passion to the young, sensual, Rubenesque treasure hunter, Alexandra T'Kayn. Alexandra is the one woman Gaston can't get out of his mind, even when he lies in the arms of his beautiful fiancee, Cassandra Deavalon. For Alexandra is Gaston's deep, passionate obsession. And Gaston haunts Alexandra as well. Dragged unwillingly into the depths of the assassination plot, Alexandra can't help seeing Gaston and Cassandra together. No one can miss the heated, unspoken desire that simmers between them, not even the dark and dangerous Commander of the evil, blood-drinking Rysusi, Jeron Silstrun. Jeron doesn't just play at being a Villain. He is one, a man whose ultimate goal is to vanquish and enslave the Dirandans, and who will stop at nothing to possess not only Alexandra, but Gaston as well. A rollicking adventure in the tradition of DARKOVER! If you like your erotic romance with a heady spice of adventure and far-out science fiction wonder then look no further than this novel by our resident master of fantastic sexual fiction, Tabitha Bradley!

Out Now: The Drifter By R. W. Clinger

2011-12-05T10:16:00.001-08:00

Here's a very special treat for those who like their erotica with a gay romantic twist: The Drifter By R. W. Clinger

Thirty-two year old graphic designer Timothy Boxer picks up a drifter named Cade Ridge on the side of the road and convinces the sexy cowboy to stay the night. A mutual attraction is explored during the course of a summer until Timothy discovers Cade's secrets. Can the two take a chance on love or will the secrets Cade the Drifter keeps tear the two young men apart?

Out Now: Kaden's Breeder By Emma Paul

2011-12-05T10:11:00.001-08:00

There's wild and then there's Kaden's Breeder By Emma Paul: a rip-roaring BDSM science fiction romp like no other.

Kaden has waited twelve long years to finally claim a Breeder of his own. Breeders are a necessity that the Dregs do not take lightly. Without them, his species would eventually die out. The moment he sees Carina ascend from the Mantra’s vessel, he must have her. However, Carina’s selection for the Galactic Governing Council’s Breeder policy was done illegally. A third party is responsible for Carina’s abduction and her fate is much for a more sinister reason. It is demanded that she be returned to the Mantra for “re-assignment”. Kaden will never give her up without a fight, even if it means an intergalactic war with a fearsome and powerful enemy. A rowdy erotic science fiction novel with a BDSM twist! If you like your hot erotica spiced with imaginative science fiction, including alien abductions, then this is the book for you - and Emma Paul is just the writer you've been waiting for!

Out Now: Red Lust [Sylvia's Initiation II] By Christopher Newman

2011-12-05T10:08:00.001-08:00

Here's a erotic treat for fans of mysteries with a BDSM twist - the second book in the excellent Sylvia's Initiation series: Red Lust [Sylvia's Initiation II] By Christopher Newman. This is one book that will not disappoint!

After discovering her lover was a con-artist, Sylvia takes her hatred towards men to new heights as she begins to experiment in bondage. Like a moth to a flame Brian Henson is caught up in Sylvia's web of erotic torment. In addition to Brian, Sylvia "recruits" her co-worker, Tiffany comes over to witness Brian's punishment. During the heat of the action Tiffany finds herself wanting to submit to Sylvia's sexual domination. Lives, pleasures and punishments begin to become woven into a dangerous tapestry as Brian and Tiffany vie for Sylvia's attention. But Sylvia's Catholic upbringing once more rears it's ugly head. Is Sylvia damning herself or is it all just her imagination?A passionate and wildly erotic tale of sexual initiation by a master of BDSM erotica! If you liked the first book, SYLVIA'S INITIATION I, then you will absolutely think that this new book in the series is just as hot - if not even hotter!

Sascha Illyvich - Internet Book Promotion 101

2011-11-29T16:47:00.000-08:00

Write the book, get it accepted and sold by a publisher and you're done, right? Wrong. This is common knowledge amongst most long time authors but new authors aren't always sure about the proper or most effective ways of marketing online.

There are four key areas one can use for internet marketing. Social Media, blogs, story sites and the personal website. We'll cover them here and how you can utilize them all effectively

Starting with social media. Yeah, twitter and facebook . Get on them both. The best way to use both services depends ultimately on your marketing platform and author platform, a tool Author Success Coach (and my publicist) Deborah Riley Magnus says is necessary for spreading the word out about your book. From the moment you publish that book it needs to be understood that you and the book are the product. Once you join twitter and facebook, your behavior online will be scrutinized much more. Obviously hard selling, that is, screaming "Buy my book" every five minutes is guaranteed to generate a lot of disinterest by even your friends and family. Be genuine, talk about things that interest you and find friends and tweeps who also share those interests. You're building relationships. In the end, marketing is all about one thing: Trust.

How do you use direct sales on facebook and twitter? Part of this question is best answered via posts from WriteSEX - http://www.writesex.net/?cat=3 for the exact URL. She states that all the marketing you need to do for your book comes FROM your book.

Blogs - Talking about yours and others, the major reason we blog is so the world knows we exist. Again, finding blogs by authors you respect and like and blogging on your own site will give you and new readers an opportunity to connect. Also you can do a little more direct selling of your book in these venues. Guest blogging for sites that have high traffic is good for SEO purposes. See this post to learn about SEO. Post excerpts on your blog and the places that allow you to do so in guest spots. Keep posts informative, on par with your author platform or book platform and keep it in tune with your voice. Readers may comment like crazy or they may not. The comments are nice, but don’t think that no comment love means nobody cares. It's about eyes (page views) to your content. Update your personal blog frequently. At least once a week on my author website there is something new.

Story sites - Literotica, fetlife, Lusty Library, these places you can publish entire adult stories, snippets and often create profiles that allow readers to find out more about you and your work. Be careful to adhere to posting guidelines. With Literotica.com I had a story up and in a month had 24,000 hits. That means literally at least 24,000 pairs of eyes had seen the first page of the story and may have continued to finish it. I'm sure I got a sale or six out of that. Post regularly, keeping your name in front of the audience.

Your Personal Website - This one's pretty obvious. Your current release, backlists, interviews, appearances and everything related to your author platform should be here. And it should be your name, realistically and end in a .com for SEO purposes.

Sascha Illyvich, Sizzler/Intoxication Erotic Romance Editor, author The Gift of her Submission

Out Now: Whip Me Again By David Jewell

2011-11-28T12:28:00.001-08:00

If you like delightfully kinky BDSM erotica - and we know you do - then here's a treat: a brand-new book by David Jewell, Whip Me Again!

Erick Stone has been married to his submissive wife, Apollonia, for a couple of months. Their romance was fast and furious. Erick is also a master of the whip and has a long list of satisfied clients, who have no problem in paying for his services. He meets one of his clients, Lance and Traci Adler, for dinner along with Apollonia. Traci Adler is a very submissive wife. Like Apollonia, she is bi-sexual. She has one more enduring trait. She loves pain - it hurts so good. Erick and Lance made plans for swapping wives after dinner. The next day when Lance brings Apollonia back, Erick has Apollonia and Traci entertain him and Lance. After Lance and Traci left, Erick takes Apollonia into the dungeon for some delightful foreplay. Then taking her into the bedroom suite, he makes love to her. Another hotter-than-hot treasure of BDSM erotica by Sizzler's master of kinky erotica: David Jewell! If you thought that WHIP ME was erotic and kinky then this brand new book is for you!

Out Now: Pirate Booty - Erotic Tales Of Buccaneers And Captives Edited By M.Christian

2011-11-28T12:18:00.001-08:00

"YO HO HO!" How here's a real treasure for fans of the debauched and kinky adventures of pirates - a brand-new anthology of some sea (and even space)-fairing privateers and scallywags edited by M.Christian: Pirate Booty - Erotic Tales Of Buccaneers And Captives. Not only is this new anthology a delightfully kinky read but it also features of of our best-selling Sizzler authors!

Sizzling tales of pirates and captives. Here's your chance to swing by or force others to swing by all-kinds of yardarms in this outrageous collection of erotic tales by Zander Vyne, Jude Mason, Theda Hudson, Catherine Lundoff, Billierosie, PM White, Joe Vadalma, Wade Heaton, Jay Lawrence And Harry Neptune, RV Raiment, Karen Taylor, and Blake C. Aarens - many of them our top authors - and edited by M.Christian. Full of the funrestrained, twisted passions and lusts that make pirates so hot! Populated by historical, contemporary and space-faring privateers ... plus a good dash of BDSM to spice up the brew. Pick up this anthology and you will not be disappointed.

Call For Submissions: Daddy's Little Girl - Ageplay Erotica

2011-11-28T11:34:00.001-08:00

Call for Submissions

Daddy's Little Girl:

Ageplay Erotica

Edited By Ralph Greco, Jr. and M.Christian

An anthology of stories exploring the erotic allure of older male, younger female ageplay (constructed as "Daddy" and "Little Girl" or "Daughter", to be published by Sizzler Editions (http://SizzlerEditions.com ).

Ageplay is where one or more participants in erotic play pretend to be younger than they are in reality. For aficionados, ageplay is a way of exploring new and sometimes very powerful, dimensions of BDSM. If you are unclear what ageplay is, please click here.

Daddy's Little Girl: Ageplay Erotica will be focused solely on male dominant/female submissive erotica – where the male, or person enacting the male role, take the role of Daddy or Father, and the female, or person enacting the female role, takes the position of a little girl or daughter.

However, authors are encouraged to take unique approaches to what female ageplay can be. For instance, at presentations on the subject, we have seen such roles enacted by straight men and women, gay men, lesbians, bisexuals, and transgender people.

Stories may feature humor, horror, romance, or mystery but all submissions must be explicitly erotic. Stories featuring rape, underage characters, homophobia, bestiality or 'violence porn' will not be considered.

Both previously published and original works will be considered.

Story length: 3,500 to 10,000 words

Deadline for Submissions: February 1, 2012

Rights: First North American Anthology Rights

Payment: For stories under 5000 words, $25, paid on publication; for stories longer than 5000 words, $35, paid on publication.

Email submissions should be sent to: zobop@aol.com (rtf format only, be sure to include contact information on all attachments)

Questions? Contact M. Christian (zobop@aol.com) or Ralph Greco, Jr. (ralphgjr@earthlink.net)

Out Now: Suburban Wives Bondage Club By PowerOne

2011-11-21T10:32:00.001-08:00

There is simply no better writer of BDSM erotica than PowerOne - and this, his newest book, is proof of that: Suburban Wives Bondage Club

Their husbands were rich and powerful in business, but they wanted more, they wanted to control their wives. The men thought they were the ones planning it, but the wives took it so much farther. It started off as a simple book club, but it soon blossomed into something much different, The Suburban Wives Bondage Club. Each time the men planned a night, the women surprised them with something more daring or bizarre. The wives would do anything for their husbands, but who knew they would enjoy it so much. The Stepford Wives had nothing on these women. Read of the thoughts and desires of The Suburban Wives Bondage Club. Can the men gain the control they wanted or should they just enjoy all that the women had to offer them?

Out Now: Scheherezade's Gift By Amber Rose Thompson

2011-11-21T10:19:00.001-08:00

Amber Rose Thompson is a fantastic writer - with a vivid and erotic imagination like no other ... and with this new book, Scheherezade's Gift, you'll see why!

When it comes to takintg it or leaving it, Abigail will take the book and leave the man. She'd rather read 1001 Arabian Nights every night of every day of every year than be in a relationship. Leroy is the man who sells her the books, but can't get past paper or plastic with her. Nothing he's tried works. Getting Abigail and Leroy together is going to take divine intervention. And Scheherezade is just the goddess to do it. When reading takes on a whole new reality, will Abigail become just yet another woman traumatized by a secret past or will she find a hidden strength and a hidden lust that only Leroy can satiate?

Out Now: Abducted At The Altar & Other Stories Of Discipline And Restraint By Elizabeth Coldwell

2011-11-21T10:16:00.001-08:00

We at Sizzler Editions cannot say enough good things about the always-brilliant and always-sexy Elizabeth Coldwell - and this new collection from her will prove that and more: Abducted At The Altar & Other Stories Of Discipline And Restraint

Tales of women who have to be disciplined for their misbehavior. As the author herself says: "There are very few of us who would not benefit from more discipline in our lives. Those who are spoiled and selfish, who think of nothing but our own gratification, and ourselves have to be taught that the needs and wants of others are just as important. But what happens when receiving that discipline takes us far outside our comfort zone, into the arms of a dominant master or mistress, skilled at the art of melding pain and pleasure? Or when our most cherished plans are disrupted by someone keen to make us submit to their will, and learn the error of our ways?" Here's a very special treat for everyone who enjoys a juicy, HOT and kinky tale: a brand new collection of BDSM by one of the best writers there is in the genre: Elizabeth Coldwell! Pick up ABDUCTED AT THE ALTAR and you will not be disappointed!