Friday, 20 April 2018

Wicked Weekends


Author: Janelle Reston

Category: Erotica
Genres: Contemporary, Contemporary Fantasy
Word Count: 36,000
Sex Content: vanilla to kinky; kinks include BDSM, femdom, anal play, and role-playing/sexual cosplay
Pairings: Female/Female
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About the Anthology
Hot Drinks Press is thrilled to present nine delectable stories of lesbian love and lust by Janelle Reston, the best-selling queen of Sapphic eroticism. Experience shower sex, outdoor loving, BDSM, and a variety of forbidden pleasures. From first-time sexual experiences at a women’s college to the kinky exploits of experienced dommes, these scorching hot stories have something for everyone.
Body Shots
A first-year college student goes wild at a party thrown by the women’s rugby team.
An Amish Girl Experiments with Chemistry
Rachel Yoder has long discarded her drab Amish garb for hot pink short-shorts and loud music, but she hasn’t forgotten what she learned growing up — that love is best expressed through baking. That philosophy has made her downtown bakery among the city’s most popular, so she hires Leticia to help her out. Leticia’s learning a lot about food, but she wants to taste more of Rachel’s love than melt-in-your-mouth cinnamon rolls can provide.
Bicycling Puts the Fun Between Your Legs
Two women experience lust—and maybe love—on a long-distance bike ride through New Jersey’s Pine Barren’s to the Atlantic shore.
Water & Air
Miranda is an ordinary young woman resentful of the magic that runs in her family but has skipped her generation. If she had such powers, she certainly wouldn’t be like the witches who descend on her lake resort town every summer, wasting their powers on stupid party tricks.
But when Miranda meets a water witch named Hazel, she starts to wonder if the practitioners of magic aren’t so bad after all. And if reconciling herself to the world of witchcraft means she has a better chance of sleeping with Hazel, well, so much the better.
Making Snow
In this sexy, modern take on the Grimm fairy tale “Frau Holle” (“Mother Hulda”), a ski resort manager falls through the ice and finds herself in a new world of sensual delights.
Dance for Me
Miranda Jamison’s submissive tendencies awaken under the rigorous teaching methods of dance professor Hannah Lacey. But Miranda soon discovers not any Domme will do. Only Professor Lacey knows how to break Miranda down, then make her more whole than she was before.
In a Pinch
Grad students Jess and Kendra have always had a pretty vanilla sex life. That all changes when Kendra overhears Jess making strange sounds behind a closed door.
Alien Vibes
A couple’s obsession with The X-Files and little gray aliens goes deeper than most.
Wordless Surrender
A Deaf dominant plays with the submissive female partner of her dreams. All About Romance says this story “has an extremely strong sense of character alongside a rapturous sense of love for bondage and dominance that translates well even if you don’t kink to it.”

Friday, 6 April 2018

Up, up and away!

I was delighted to tick off an item on my bucket list recently, that of going up in a hot air balloon (with my lovely friend, Stef).

But it nearly didn’t happen! We had bought our voucher nearly a year ago but didn’t realise you couldn’t book a date at the same time – dates were only made available about a month before and we were aiming for early August. However, when Stef went to book it last July, she found out the pilot wasn’t available when we wanted to go! So the next time we were both available and there were dates was early September.

But it got cancelled – there are very limited critera for balloons being safe to fly. It has to be under 10mph (up in the skies as well as down on the ground so if you are checking the weather forecasts like we were doing, bear in mind it may be windier higher up), it has to be dry and also good visibility. And on that occasion the conditions were not right.

Similarly, it got cancelled again in late September. Then neither Stef nor I could make it in October by which time we discovered they don’t run the balloon flights from Nov-March!

HOWEVER, Stef booked us on the first date available in the new season and I am happy to say that on Monday 26th March 2018 at 7.45am from York racecourse we finally went up, up and away!!

I am a great believer in things are meant to be – and maybe our earlier cancellations were meant to be because the day we went up was an incredibly crystal-clear, sunny day. (We were also lucky because we learnt that some people have had to reorganise their trips up to half a dozen times so if you want to go yourselves, bear this in mind).

People asked me if I was nervous or they say they are too scared to do it themselves. I don’t like heights myself, but that doesn’t deter me from trying out things at height. As long as I feel safe (like I did safely harnessed going down zip wires at Go Ape), I am fine – the hot air balloon basket came up to my chest – no chance of falling out. In fact, there was no sensation of movement. You just drifted up into the sky.

My overwhelming impression was one of total and utter relaxation. It was so still and calm and peaceful (I think everyone in our 8 person balloon/9 with the pilot - was overawed by the sights we were seeing and hardly said anything). Having said it was peaceful, I was astonished from that high up (we went up about 3,000 feet I believe at the highest) to hear dogs barking, sheep bleating and geese hissing).

Another big impression was how much green space there was – there were pockets of villages and towns surrounded by ten times as much green fields/forests. Of course, we were flying over North/East Yorkshire!

One strange field I photographed, I later discovered was a golf course.

Because there was so much countryside we went over, there wasn’t a lot of sights to photograph, although we did see Bishopthorpe Palace just outside York, and the river Derwent was so flooded it was quite a sight. 

And, of course, I took several pictures of York as we flew up.

Not sure if you can tell this is York Minster and the one after is Millennium Bridge in York.

Having said that, there was still a great opportunity for some good photos even though they weren't of places: going over power lines to the right, our reflection below.

And going over a ditch.

The balloon goes whichever way the wind blows – on this occasion we went in a south easterly direction going over Wheldrake and Thorganby and finishing up in a field somewhere in the vicinity of the wonderfully named Foggathorpe – about 15 miles or thereabouts depending on whether you are going by car or as the balloon flies!).

People asked me if the landing was scary – the pilot explained he could land one of two ways. Either upright (which we did – but that involved several bigger people in the balloon having to jump out and hold us down!) or on the side and slide along until we come to a standstill. However, the pilot gave excellent safety instructions which included sitting on the low bench deep inside each section of the basket (there were two people in each section) and to untie any scarves or bag straps, tuck long hair into coats and so on.

So, the only downside for me was the stress on my poor knees (I suffer from wear and tear) because there was about an hour standing around at the start helping them get the balloon up (photo below), you stood for the hour’s ride in the balloon and then there was about an hour at the end getting the balloon packed away and having a glass of champagne.

But it was well worth it and I think Stef wants to go again!

I leave you with my favourite picture - of the balloon that went up just ahead of us going over Drax power station. Wind power meets coal power!

Friday, 23 February 2018

Wicked Weekends

My Wicked Weekends today is all about the lovely Kryssie Fortune with her latest book, ‘Wickedly Used’, a Dark Regency Romance.


While he is no stranger to pleasurable company from ladies of the night, Major Richard Rothbury of the royal dragoons is not the kind of man who will stand idly by as a woman is taken against her will, and when he witnesses a disreputable cad attempting to force himself on a girl in a back alley, he does not hesitate to intervene.

But after the grateful young woman offers herself to Rothbury, he is shocked to discover that not only was she no harlot, she was a maiden and he has deflowered her. Furious at the girl’s scandalous behavior and her carelessness with her own safety, Rothbury chastises her soundly.

Though she is due to inherit one of the largest fortunes in England, the fact that she cannot touch the money until she marries or turns thirty has kept Elizabeth completely at the mercy of her cruel uncle, and for years she has been treated as if she were a servant. Her encounter with Lord Rothbury is by far the most exciting thing that has ever happened to her, but while he shows great concern for her safety, he refuses to believe that she is anything more than a serving girl.

Despite having made it clear that he doesn’t consider a match between them to be possible, when Elizabeth disobeys him Rothbury proves more than ready to strip her bare, punish her harshly, and then enjoy her beautiful body in the most shameful of ways. But can she dare to hope that he will one day make her his wife, or is she destined to spend her life being wickedly used?

Publisher’s Note: Wickedly Used: A Dark Regency Romance includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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More about Kryssie Fortune

Kryssie reads everything and anything, from literary fiction to sizzling romance. Her earliest memory is going to the library with her mother. She can’t have been more than two at the time. Reading, especially when a book’s hot and explicit, is more than a guilty pleasure. It’s an obsession.

Kryssie loves to visit historic sites, from Hadrian’s wall to Regency Bath. The first book she fell in love with was Georgette Heyer’s The Unkown Ajax. After that, she devoured every regency book she could. After a while, they went out of fashion, but part of Kryssie’s psyche lives in in in Regency London. She longs to dance quadrilles and flirt behind fans. Of course, Kryssie’s heroines do far more than flirt.

Kryssie lives in Bridlington on the Yorkshire coast –about thirty miles from Whitby, where Bram Stoker wrote Dracula. She enjoys gardening, travel, and socializing with her author friends. You’d be surprised how many erotic romance authors live in the North of England.

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Friday, 12 January 2018

Wicked Weekends


Title: The Beauty of Forever (A Christmas Realm Tale I)

Author: Elyzabeth M. VaLey

Genre: Vampires / Paranormal / Seasonal-Holiday

Sexual Orientation: M/F

Length of Book: 24, 423


Once dead, always dead. 

Christopher Beaufort works in what could easily be the most cheerful place on earth, Santa’s Christmas Realm, but as a vampire, he is nothing more than a shadow among the living.

Worn out by the demands of his job as Chief Toy Officer, Santa assigns a human woman to help him, Samantha Kraus. Tantalized by the fiery red-head, Christopher makes it his business to seduce her, but as he does, something within him begins to stir.

Life is a gift in which every moment counts. 

When Samantha Kraus accepted the job of assistant manager at Santa’s, she expected elves, fairies and maybe some shifters, but definitely not vampires. Least of all did she imagine her boss would be one of them or that she’d be attracted to him. 

Though she tries to remain professional, Samantha finds herself falling for Christopher. But, can a vampire’s heart ever beat again?
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Title of book: Branding Houston (Rough Riders 8)

Name of author: Tatum Throne

Genre: BDSM Romantic suspense

Length of book: 76 pages

Sexual orientation: MM


Border Agent Houston Modey has had a really bad few months. Doubt has him questioning his abilities when he's unable to save a man while off duty. Unable to move on, he starts making really bad decisions.When Lucas Quintin comes home to clear out his uncle's estate, he quickly realizes that he has to take over the bar too. Late one night, a fight breaks out at the bar. In the chaos, he saves Houston. With the damages to the bar, Lucas plans to force Houston to work it off on his ranch.Houston is a submissive who isn't looking for a Dom until he meets Lucas. Will Lucas still want him when he realizes that he is the one responsible for his uncle's death? With time running out for big decisions, Houston hopes his Dom won't regret taking him on as his sub.

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Friday, 22 December 2017

Christmas activities 2017


Even before the Christmas hols start I seem to have been busy with tons of Christmas activities!

I had a lovely visit to Lincoln Christmas market in early December (I like to go to a different Christmas market every year and this one was supposed to be the largest in Europe) – although it was HEAVING with people! But what a lot of stalls! And I didn’t get to do it all as we ran out of time (and energy). Of course, we might have got around all the remaining stalls if we hadn’t spent an hour in the pub (having a belated lunch!).

Talking of eating, I’ve had about four or five lunches with friends to swap presents/cards and wish each other Merry Christmas.
Last week I went to the Christmas carol concert in York Minster. I always love going to this (but warning – do wear several, and I mean SEVERAL, layers of clothes and/or take a blanket if you intend going as it is freezing in this building which is the largest Gothic cathedral north of the Alps). It is a splendid building and, besides which, I love singing Christmas carols.

It's no surprise, therefore, to know I also attended a carol concert at work. I always feel sorry for those standing near me as I am somewhat tone deaf but that doesn’t stop me belting out the songs.

In addition to Lincoln, I’ve been to York and Leeds Christmas markets because I live/work there! Leeds is rather small (and can be boring because it’s the same stalls in the same places every year but York gets bigger and bigger every year and thankfully they have extended the length of time because it used to be shoulder to shoulder shuffle around the stalls).

For the first year there was a special display of lights and other things in the Museum Gardens in York (where the ruined Abbey is). Slightly overpriced I thought, but certainly splendid particularly the hologram display on the walls of the Abbey in amongst various other art installations and lots and lots of trees lit up with lights.

I adore learning about Christmas customs of the past and have been doing Advent walks for people I work with (a 30 minute walk with some origins of Christmas customs thrown in). This is something I have done for a few years but for the first time I did it slightly differently for a friend in York last weekend when I did it chronologically – a Christmas Customs Through the Ages tour (and have plans to do it again for another friend).

Went to an exhibition of Medieval Christmases (although I pretty much knew everything they said!).

And so, I am winding down now for a rest over the holidays!

Have a great Christmas.

Friday, 15 December 2017

Wicked Weekends


Title of book: Silent Knight/Sleepless Knight (duet) – THIS IS A RE-RELEASE

Name of author: Gale Stanley

Genre: Gay Romance, Multiple Partners, Holiday

Length of book: 145 pages

Sexual orientation: MM


Silent Knight
Paul Stanton thought he had it all, a great job, a beautiful condo and a stable relationship with his boss, but when his lover dumps him for another man, Paul is forced to rethink his life. Rather than spend the holidays alone in San Francisco he visits his childhood home in rural Pennsylvania. But only a few days with his family is enough to convince Paul that you can’t go home again.

Paul leaves for the airport in the midst of a snowstorm. Stranded in the woods, a chance meeting with a hunter is his only option for survival. Paul knows the type, a backwoods bigot just like the men he grew up with, but what choice does he have? A few days with the hunter convinces Paul there’s more to Andy Reynolds than meets the eye. But is it enough to bind two men who have nothing in common except their sex?

Sleepless Knight
Andy and Paul are totally committed to each other, but when the two-year itch infects their relationship, Paul becomes distant and refuses to talk about it. Andy arranges a much needed vacation, but on the way home they pick up a hitchhiker who’s willing to trade sex for a roof over his head. Andy will do anything to make Paul happy, even if it means bringing another man into their bed. But is a threesome really the answer? Or will it drive them further apart?

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Title of book: Second Go-Round, Elite Escorts #2

Name of author: Lynn Burke

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance, Suspense *Warning: Exhibition, spanking, anal sex, sex toys

Length of book: 96 pages

Sexual orientation: MF


Christine Gemberling doesn’t enjoy breaking hearts, but she has yet to find a man who knows how to handle the package between his legs well enough to satisfy her needs. No man has held her interest beyond a second date—much less her love. Until one sultry night with an Elite Escort rocks her world like never before.

Professional escort Jarod Zimmerman has a strict code when working with clients—no emotional attachments. But the beer-drinking, football loving Christine and her curves push beyond his control, until the guarded playboy finds himself craving another go-round with the only woman intriguing enough to make him break his own code.

With her defenses stronger than his favorite football team, it will take more than Jarod’s talents in bed to change her stance on relationships. He’ll have to sacrifice his heart when the unexpected circumstance thrown their way threatens to rip them apart forever.

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Friday, 8 December 2017

Wicked Weekends

My Wicked Weekends today is all from one author, the fabulous Janine Ashbless.

The Prison of the Angels

by Janine Ashbless

The Prison of the Angels, the final novel in the Book of the Watchers trilogy, and the story of a young woman who releases a fallen angel from centuries of imprisonment, is now available from Sinful Press.

“When there’s war in Heaven, on which side will you stand?”

Genres: Hot M/F/M Romance, Thriller, Supernatural

Pages:  388


I thought I was a good girl. I thought that no matter what others did for my sake, I could stay innocent. I thought that as long as I acted out of love, I’d be blameless.

I was wrong, wasn’t I?

Milja Petak’s world has fallen apart.

Her lover, the fallen angel Azazel, has cast her aside in rage and disgust. The other contender for her heart, the Catholic priest Egan Kansky, was surrendered back into the hands of the shadowy Vatican organization, Vidimus, after sustaining life-threatening injuries.

She has killed and she has betrayed. She is alone, homeless, and at the end of her tether - torn apart by guilt and the love she has lost. But neither Heaven nor its terrifying representatives on Earth have finished with Milja. Both of her lovers need her in order to further their very different plans, and both passionately need her, though they may try to deny it.

Milja is once again forced into a series of choices as she uncovers the secrets Heaven has been guarding for centuries. But this time it is not just her heart at stake, or even the fate of a fallen angel.

This time, the choices she make will change everything.

This time it’s the End of the World.

Praise for this series:

“An absolute must-read.”
Rose Caraway, The Sexy Librarian

“Dan Brown’s The Da Vinci Code, only much better written and with much more sexiness involved.”

"Damn, if Dostoevsky wrote smolderingly hot erotica about fallen angels, he’d be Janine Ashbless."
Samantha MacLeod

“The first two books of this series are smart, sexy, literate, gripping, and moving. I can’t wait for the third.”
Jaqueline Brocker

“Oh it's incredible. I love this series and the final book is a masterpiece.”
—Anna Sky, Sexy Little Pages


Janine Ashbless is a writer of fantasy erotica and steamy romantic adventure – and that’s “fantasy” in the sense of swords ‘n’ sandals, contemporary paranormal, fairytale, and stories based on mythology and folklore.  She likes to write about magic and mystery, dangerous power dynamics, borderline terror, and the not-quite-human
Janine has been seeing her books in print ever since 2000, and her novels and single-author collections now run into double figures. She’s also had numerous short stories published by Black Lace, Nexus, Cleis Press, Ravenous Romance, Harlequin Spice, Storm Moon, Xcite, Mischief Books, and Ellora’s Cave among others. She is co-editor of the nerd erotica anthology Geek Love.
Her work has been described as: "hardcore and literate" (Madeline Moore) and "vivid and tempestuous and dangerous, and bursting with sacrifice, death and love."   (Portia Da Costa)


I was bootless and naked, almost knee-deep in a drift. I still had my panties in my right hand, but they seemed purposeless so I tossed them away with an uncomprehending laugh, starlight fizzling against my bare flesh. I shook out my hands and lifted my arms to the moon, feeling its glare lap me like a cold tongue. Every particle of my flesh was filled with its glow.

My hair unwound itself from its braid and spread out on the air, a dark cloud.

“Milja?” It was Egan’s voice, all resonance flattened by the snow. “Are you okay?”

“I’m just fine! Over here! Look at the aurora!”

He waded into sight between the small trees, looking around himself in confusion; up at the laden branches, down at his hands. “I can see every flake,” he said wonderingly. “I could see where you danced in the snow.” He finally caught sight of me properly. “Ah.”

I came to him through the snow, feeling the squeak of its compression beneath my bare soles. He was muffled up in all his outdoor gear, and I recognized my discarded clothes in his gloved hand.

“You’re not cold then?” he said faintly.

“I’m hot,” I giggled, pulling the garments out of his hand and dropping them aside, then catching his gloves and drawing them off to discard too. I put his hands on my waist so that he could share my body-heat; they felt cool to me.

“I can count your eyelashes,” he whispered. His pupils were hugely dilated, making his eyes look black and empty.

“I’m impressed,” I laughed, drawing his hand up to cup my bare breast, where it belonged. “My eyes aren’t even down there.”

He made a valiant effort to lift his gaze back to my face, but failed. He seemed hypnotized by the sight of my naked body, by the in-curve of my waist and the swell of my breasts. “Oh God. That mead was spiked. There was something in it—I don’t know what.”

“Angel blood.” I quivered as his fingertips found my erect nipple. “It’s made with blood.”

“What’s it doing to us?”

“Don’t worry.” I stretched up to brush my face against his, and the press of my body forced him to move his hands around to my back and my ass, skin gliding over skin, testing the slopes and curves like they were snow mounds he dare not deface. “Just enjoy.”

He made a broken noise in his throat, but his hands were everywhere.
I brushed my cheek against his, teasing his lips with the promise of my own. His frozen breath had formed a crust of rime on his stubbled jaw and I kissed it away.

“Milja.” The word was thick with desire. “Don’t.”