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Her Cyborg Champion

 (Terras Five – Book Four)

By Anne Kane

Genres: Sci-Fi, Cyborgs, romance, humor

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Blurb:

An intergalactic game of hide and seek, with a sexy human female as the prize.

Zoe is five feet, six inches of green-eyed, red-haired militant activist. A deeply ingrained need to help those who can’t help themselves — human and otherwise — motivates her every move. She snuck into the Mailon research facility to investigate rumors of experiments being conducted on a rare and highly intelligent species of sentient mammals. Now she finds herself in need of help to rescue one very sick little battle rat.

Greyson is six and a half feet of ruggedly muscular cyborg with a penchant for violence. He loves to fight, and he fights to win. What he hates is being sent to the Mailon research facility on a petty errand. When he catches a glimpse of a former lover flitting around the facility like an impossibly sexy cat burglar, he is intrigued. What is the saucy little wench up to, and why is she stalking him through the corridors of the alien laboratory?

EXCERPT

“So what’s the plan?” Greyson swiveled the command seat to look at his passenger. Passengers, actually. Since bringing the bedraggled little bundle of fur aboard, he’d come to realize that the battle rat was definitely a sentient being, and understood most, if not all of what was being discussed.

She might not look like much, and he certainly didn’t expect the battle rat to be an asset in an actual battle but she was starting to grow on him. Who would have believed he had a compassionate side? Certainly none of his platoon mates in the outer rim battalion!

Zoe let out a long sigh. “I hadn’t actually got past the part where I used your trip to the research facility to facilitate getting her out of there. I’d like to take her back to her home, to her own kind but I have no idea where that is.”

Greyson titled his head to study her. “So how did you find out she was in the facility?”

“Mailon carelessness. They did a news release on some new tech development and she showed up in the background of one of the info shots. One of my contacts sent me a still frame of it, and the location of the facility. They knew I’d find a way to get her out of there.”

“So why didn’t you just go for the usual media route to get her freed?”

Zoe shook her head. “Wouldn’t work. The Mailons have a lot of clout with the big stations and they’d be leery of airing anything that might cut off the gravy train. These little critters might be cute, but they don’t have any hard currency to barter with.”

Greyson reached down to scoop up the battle rat. The little creature cooed at him. She sounded happy, although for all he knew maybe that sound was her battle cry. She batted her eyelids at him, and he chuckled. If he didn’t know better, he’d think she was playing coy.

He looked over at Zoe. “You should give her a name. We can’t keep calling her ‘the thing.’”

Zoe shrugged, her attention on the star chart dancing in the air in front of her. “I would imagine she has a name. We just have no idea of what it is.”

“Well, she needs a name we can pronounce.”

Zoe let go of the star chart and it blinked out of existence. She glided over to his side with a graceful movement that set his libido in gear. It took more than a little self-control to quash the urge to take her in his arms and ravish her.

Again.

They’d done little else in the time they’d been cooped up together on his shuttle. In his defense, there wasn’t a lot else to do as the ship hurtled through space on auto-pilot. It wasn’t outfitted for entertaining. As a bonus, Zoe seemed to derive as much, or more, satisfaction from their erotic activities as he did.

She cocked her head and studied the creature. “How about Joan? As in Joan of Arc from the stories from Old Earth? I don’t recall the whole story but she was a female warrior of some sort. It seems suitable for a battle rat.”

Greyson still had his doubts about the thing’s ability to defend itself, let alone wage battle but he saw no reason to bring that up. He reached out to ruffle her fur. “Joan it is. What do you think of your new name?”

As if she understood the conversation, the newly named Joan chortled happily and bounced up his arm to drape herself across the back of the command chair.

“I think she’s adopted you.” Zoe grinned at him.

“You might try explaining to her that you were the one who rescued her.” No way was he going to admit that he enjoyed the little fur ball’s company.

“Nope. Too late. She’s bonding with you. Maybe we won’t have to worry about where her home is.”

“Well right now we’re on course to the supply station in the Gliese system. Once we get there we need to figure out where we’re going next. “

“Where were you heading before I interrupted your plans?”

“Terras Five, but I’m not sure you want to go there with me.”

Zoe wrinkled her nose.

Gods. Even that small gesture went straight to his groin.

“Have to say you have a point there. Maybe you could drop me off on one of the human space stations? There must be one in the vicinity.”

“There is, but it’s a military facility. I’m not sure you’d pass their security clearances. I seem to recall you have a bit of a checkered history.”

She waved her hand dismissively. “I have a couple of alternate sets of I.D. I’m sure I’ll be fine.”

He arched his brow. “There’s also the other problem with that idea. What if I don’t think it’s a good idea to leave you on a base crowded with testosterone-driven males?”

She laughed. “Are you serious? You think they’d be worse than you? We barely keep our clothes on long enough to eat.”

“On the contrary, I think they’d be exactly like me — which is why I object.” He leaned back in his chair and grinned up at her. “Although they wouldn’t be as proficient at the sensual arts of course. I’m sure you’d be disappointed.”

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Innocent and Sweet by Megan Slayer

Roosters, Book 1

Changeling Press

Short Story

M/F, New Adult

 

Anissa Dunn wants one man — Kameron. He’s got looks, brains and a boatload of attitude… and all that muscle. A girl can only take so much, and he’s her heart’s desire. She’s not afraid to give as good as she gets and she wants him to be her teacher in all things carnal.

There’s only one catch — he’s her bodyguard and the rules state she can’t date the staff.

But rules are meant to be broken…

Available from Changeling Press:  https://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2745

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EXCERPT:

Copyright ©2018 Megan Slayer

I will make him notice me. Anissa adjusted her dress. The cherry-red halter frock hung on her thin frame. So much for the correct fit. She sighed. No matter what she did, she couldn’t put on weight. She debated what to add to improve her figure. If she wore the leather jacket, she’d appear edgy. The clunky boots helped increase her height, so she was fine there. But her bust… drat. She peered down at her chest. A wave of nausea hit her as she thought about her dating past. Guys didn’t want to date a woman with a flat chest — or so they’d told her.

She spied the gel bra cups she’d bought during her last trip to the fabric store. If she had boobs, maybe the guy of her dreams would finally notice her. He had to.

Anissa stuffed the chilly padding beneath the cups of her dress. Her boobs looked huge. Instead of the burst of confidence she’d expected, she hated her reflection in the mirror. The additions didn’t fit her frame. But she had a date and no choice but to do her best to entice him. If fake boobs worked, then fine. She’d take her chances.

She donned the jacket, then grabbed her purse and hurried downstairs.

Kam stood in the foyer. He wore the same battered leather jacket, faded jeans and dark sunglasses as he always did. He touched his earpiece. “In position.”

Her heart fluttered. Kameron Stone personified sex in human form. Her nipples ached, and she pressed her knees together. She’d never been with a man and wanted Kam to be her first. If she had her way, he’d be her only.

Would he fuck her?

Better yet, would he love her the way she loved him?

“I have the package,” Kam said. “Preparing to leave.”

She frowned. The package. She didn’t have the honor of being referred to by her name. Gaining his attention wasn’t going to be easy. “I’m ready.”

Kam nodded. “This way, Ms. Dunn.”

“Anissa.” He’d used her last name. Dang it. She’d pleaded with him so many times to call her by her first name. Ms. Dunn was her mother. She was just Anissa.

“Ms. Dunn.” Kam escorted her to the front porch, then down the steps. He opened the passenger door of the limo. “After you.”

“Thanks.” She couldn’t leave the house without her trusty bodyguard, Kam. She settled on the seat and folded her hands on her lap. Kam would do anything to protect her, and she trusted him, but she was twenty-one and her father needed to put some faith in her. He’d sheltered her from everything. She didn’t resent him for trying — when she turned twenty-five, she’d come into a hefty sum of cash via the trust her mother had left her, but still. She’d gone to an all-girls college, a private all-girls high school and never spent more than a few hours on her own. She crossed her legs, and her skirt rode high on her leg. Did Kam notice? Did he care?

She swept her gaze over him as he sat beside her. Strong and silent. He wore his clothes like a second skin, could eviscerate anyone who tried to get too close, but Kam said so little. Half the time she had no idea if he listened to her. Knowing him, he tuned her out.

“Kam?” She shifted in her seat to face him. Her skirt rode higher. He didn’t pay her any attention, which rankled her. “Kameron.”

“Ms. Dunn.” He seemed to stare straight ahead.

She whipped out her phone. She couldn’t go through with the date. Not now. She sent a text to the driver, requesting he stay in the driveway. She’d sent the itinerary to the security team but saw no point in leaving the house. Kam wasn’t paying attention to her — not in the way she wanted. He didn’t seem to care.

She sighed. According to the magazines she’d bought, her college roommate and the dirty movies she’d watched in the middle of the night, she had to be aggressive and demand what she wanted. Sure… she could be aggressive. She could demand his attention. But she wasn’t sure how.

Anissa switched seats to face Kam. The car rolled to a stop, most likely in front of the house. She parted her legs and leaned back. “Kam.”

If he looked at her, she couldn’t tell.

“Ms. Dunn?” Kam tensed, and the muscle in his jaw twitched. “Are you okay?”

Nope. He hadn’t noticed her lousy attempts to entice him.

“I’m fine,” she mumbled. What a liar…”I’d like to talk to you.”

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About the Author:

Megan Slayer, aka Wendi Zwaduk, is a multi-published, award-winning author of more than one-hundred short stories and novels. She’s been writing since 2008 and published since 2009. Her stories range from the contemporary and paranormal to LGBTQ and BDSM themes. No matter what the length, her works are always hot, but with a lot of heart. She enjoys giving her characters a second chance at love, no matter what the form. She’s been the runner up in the Kink Category at Love Romances Café as well as nominated at the LRC for best author, best contemporary, best ménage and best anthology. Her books have made it to the bestseller lists on Amazon.com.

When she’s not writing, Megan spends time with her husband and son as well as three dogs and three cats. She enjoys art, music and racing, but football is her sport of choice. Find out more about Megan and Wendi at: http://wendizwaduk.com/indexMegan.htm

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2670

 (Set In Stone Book #10)

By Anne Kane

Get Off My Cloud

Genres: Humor, romance

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Lucas has no intention of letting Olivia get away again – they just have to survive the dinosaurs!

BLURB:

 

Six months ago, Lucas met the woman of his dreams, but after a night of amazing sex he woke up to find himself alone. Sent to rescue the daughter of a billionaire from her own folly, he discovers her to be the same woman, and this time he intends to make sure she stays put.

When Olivia discovers a herd of live dinosaurs existing on a small island in the South Pacific, she’s ecstatic. This discovery could crown her career as a paleontologist and put to rest the rumors that her daddy bought her position for her! Of course, when her father sends someone to drag her home, she’s not willing to comply and the couple must find a way to deal with the sizzling attraction between them while running from a herd of angry prehistoric beasts.

 

EXCERPT

He grasped the bottom of her thin cotton dress and tugged it upward. Olivia obediently raised her arms to let him tug the material up over her head and toss it to the ground. Lucas dropped to his knees in front of her, putting his face at the level of her gloriously rounded breasts. Opening his mouth, he sucked one taut nipple in, worshipping it with his tongue and lips. It tasted so damn good, warm and sweet and incredibly female. His cock, already hard, swelled even more and he reached down to unzip his pants and free it from its denim prison.

“Oh yeah. I need me some of that.” Olivia breathed the words out in one sexy breath. Placing her hands on his shoulders she pushed until he landed on his back with her right on top of him.

“It’s all there for you.” Lucas let out a low growl as the woman of his dreams reversed her position to straddle him backward and took him into the warm softness of her mouth. Above him he could smell her warm juices through the thin layer of soft cotton cradling her sex.

What kind of woman wore a dress while out hunting dinosaurs?

The question fled as quickly as it came. The woman in question knew more than a thing or two about how to make a man’s cock stand up and pay attention. Her tongue slid down the length, caressing every inch of him as she sucked as enthusiastically as toddler with her first lollipop.

Lucas closed his eyes and gave himself up to the pure joy of being with her again. He’d wanted more of her since the moment she left, and now he was here to settle that claim.

Flames of lust roared through every nerve, setting his body on fire. Nothing mattered except the amazing feel of her lips on him, her tongue dancing along his hard length, her fingers exploring, mapping every inch of his body that she could reach.

Olivia was no passive participant in the game of love, waiting for him to take her and fill her with his seed. No, she was woman in all her glory, demanding his participation, his presence in her world, in the act of union as old as life itself.

She turned him on like no other women he’d ever met.

Lucas hooked his fingers in the soft cotton of her panties and ripped, tossing the ruined scrap of material aside. Grasping her hips he pulled her down to feast on the slick wetness of her sex.

Olivia let out a little mewling sound and spread her legs wide in silent invitation. Lucas responded by dipping his tongue deep to taste the honeyed heat he’d dreamt so much about. Damn, the woman tasted good! Better than good. Amazing. Great. Sexy.

Spreading the soft folds of skin with his fingers, he licked and sucked, pausing only to graze his teeth across the little bundle of nerves at her entrance.

When Olivia dipped her head down and took him back into her mouth he almost came right there. Just the sight of her silky mane of hair cascading across his belly was enough to make his cock tremble with lust. Damn. How had he managed to live with her all these months?

Her tongue traced the thick vein up the side of his cock, and it swelled until it felt like it was going to burst. He gritted his teeth, unwilling to stop the glorious feel of her mouth moving up and down on his shaft. He’d imagined this so many times, it was hard to separate fantasy from reality.

Still, if he wanted to be inside her when he came it was time to change things up.

Wrapping an arm around her waist he lifted her off of him and twirled her around until they were face to face. Setting her down on top of him, he reached for his pants and fumbled for the foil packet he kept in his wallet.

“Let me help you with that.” Olivia snatched the square of foil from his fingers and ripped it open with her teeth.

He’d never seem anything as sexy as the look on her face as she loomed over him and extricated the condom from its wrapping. Within seconds, he was safely sheathed and ready for action.

Grasping her hips, he positioned her sex directly above his shaft. The wet heat of her entrance pulsed enticingly against the head of his cock, and he paused to savor the sensation.

After an endless moment, he rocked his hips upward, plunging himself into her welcoming depths.

Damn that felt good. Wonderful. Amazing. He stayed motionless, willing his eager cock back under control. The last thing he wanted to do was climax in a rush. He wanted to give Olivia an experience she wouldn’t be able to walk away from, now or in the morning or next week even.

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And we all know  that Fridays bring the new releases from Changeling Press! Here they are…

 

Palmerston North, New Zealand
Palmerston North is also known as Te Papa-i-oea
Current Time Friday, October 21, 2011 at 1:55:55 AM NZDT
Current time zone offset: UTC/GMT +13 hours
Daylight Saving Time DST ended on Sunday, April 3, 2011 at 3:00 AM local daylight time
DST started on Sunday, September 25, 2011 at 2:00 AM local standard time
Current conditions in Palmerston North Aws 49 °F Cool.
Duration of day: 13 hours, 21 minutes (2 minutes, 34 seconds longer than yesterday)
 
The Week’s New Releases:
Badland Warriors: Comanche by Marteeka Karland & Shara Azod $4.99
In the Badlands you can scream all you want… with pleasure.
Futuristic, Paranormal, Interracial, Ménage
Rough, Tough and Tumble: When in Rome by Kate Hill $3.99
Paranormal, Ménage, Shapeshifters
Sexy shapeshifters from the future battle for love in ancient Rome.
Razor’s Edge: The Perfect Seasoning by Stephanie Burke $2.49
Paranormal, Tentacles
My master awakened dark desires, and I am the perfect seasoning for this hunger that consumes us.
Paranormal Mates Society Vol. I (Collection) by Dakota Cassidy, Rachel Bo, Willa Okati & Lacey Savage $8.99
Paranormal
It’s Satan’s own online dating service, and chaos has never been quite this hot!
 
Now Available at www.ChangelingPress.com
 
Plus — Two New 1¢ Sales!
Possession Obsession by Ciarra Sims $0.01
Paranormal, BDSM, BBW
There’s only one man Chloe wants — famous rock star Slade Brandt — Sam, her high school crush.
 
Sucks to Be You by Sahara Kelly $0.01
Paranormal, Time Travel, Vampires
For a vampire and a seriously smashed 21st century woman, things go from bed to worse…
 

 

 
 

Wow, hard to believe we’re halfway through January already! My latest release is out, and I’m looking forward to a another wonderful year of writing .

Series: Protect and Serve

Title: Kitty Kat

ISBN : 978-1-60521-502-0

 Genres: Paranormal

Themes: Shapershifters, Men and Women in Uniform

Release Date:  January,  2011

Author: Anne Kane

http://www.annekane.literalseduction.net

Publisher URL  Changeling Press – Erotic Fiction

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BLURB:

 Kat hasn’t always been a stray — but times are tough, and when she lost her job, her no-good boyfriend dumped her. Now she lives in a deserted basement and scrounges for food behind the restaurants in the better section of town, while attending school during the day.

Jake feeds scraps of his dinner to the fluffy little con artist from time to time as he walks his beat, and he can’t get the sassy stray off his mind. He feels a strange affinity for the feisty little kitty so he decides to trap her and tame her. What he doesn’t realize is that she’s a shifter, and she’ll con his heart right out of his chest 

EXCERPT: 

Jake undid his shirt and plunked down in a chair at the table, putting his tightly muscled chest at eye level. Despite her annoyance, Kat felt a flicker of lust working its way down her belly to settle deep in her groin. Damn that looks tasty. I wonder… She managed to stop herself from imagining what the rest of him would look like nude. Enforcers were a tough breed, and he undoubtedly had the physique to go with the job.

 “Not going to eat?  I’ll just leave it there for now. You might change your mind later, once you yet settle in a bit.” He stood to stretch, and the sight of those tight jeans wrapped around his muscular hips sent Kat’s hormones into overdrive.

 She let out a frustrated yowl that should have warned him things weren’t quite what he thought, but the damn guy just cooed some banal goodnight and disappeared through the doorway, leaving her simmering with rage and unresolved lust.

 Kat paced as best she could in the small cage while the sounds from the far room indicated that the Enforcer hadn’t retired for the night yet. Patience had never been one of her better qualities, and she barely managed to contain herself while she waited for him to settle down.

 Probably in a bed. A nice soft bed. Naked. His kind, the tough Enforcer cop kind, always slept naked. She could almost picture him, his beautiful abs waiting to be caressed by her willing fingers while his big Enforcer sized cock laid stretched out across one thigh…

 She shook her head, berating her overactive imagination.  Damn hormones, always putting her into places she didn’t want to be.  She tilted her head to one side. The apartment seemed quiet now, but she’d better give him a bit more time before she made good her escape. The way her luck had been running lately, the damned Enforcer would be sitting up in bed watching a chic-flick on the Holo-grid. A feline smile curved her lips at the thought of the big tough Jake watching something designed to con female humans into believing in true love. She snorted in disgust. Even she’d bought into the concept, until her last boyfriend has tossed her out without so much as a thank you.

 So much for true love and happily ever after. She’d spent the last six months cursing her gullibility while she scrounged the garbage cans behind the high-class restaurants for dinner and squatted in a deserted basement. She’d enrolled in business classes during the day, determined to never again be dependant on a male for food or shelter.

 She lifted her head, flaring her nostrils. The deliciously tempting smell of aroused male filled her nostrils and she felt the heat building inside her. Apparently, those weren’t chic-flicks he’d been watching. She needed to get out of here. Now. Before she did something she’d regret.

 Slipping her front leg between the bars, she closed her eyes and concentrated on a partial shift. Most were-cats were unable to master the manoeuvre, but Kat had had lots of time in the last few months to practice. Not much else to do in the basement of a deserted tenement when sleep was slow to come.

 She felt the fur receding, muscles and bone reforming. She held her breath, steeling herself to wait until she could feel her hand, could wriggle each finger individually. There!

 Twisting her wrist, she reached for the lock of the cage. Snick. The simple catch fell open at her touch, the door swung wide. 

 So there, Enforcer. Not so easy to keep this little cat caged.

 Kat pulled her hand back into the cage and scooted free, turning to glare at the offending pile of metal. Crouching in a corner of the room, she relaxed. After the partial change, a full shift was easy. She concentrated and let the change sweep over her.

 Fully human now, she stood and stretched her arms above her head as she luxuriated in her human form. She’d spent way too much time lately trapped in her cat form, unable to risk being seen.

 She looked around and located the doorway. Now all she had to do was get out of here without waking the Enforcer up.  That would be assuming he’d gone to sleep.

 She stopped at the doorway, peering cautiously out into the hallway. She could see a large room at the end of the hallway. Probably the living room, where they’d entered the apartment. She tiptoed in that direction, being careful to set her feet down quietly. The last thing she needed was to have a creaking floorboard wake up the Enforcer.

 She passed the first two doorways without incident; a bathroom and a very messy office. She glanced into the last doorway, and froze.

 Sprawled across a king sized bed, the Enforcer was deliciously naked. His shock of flaming red hair lay mussed in disarray on the pillows, framing his angular face. Her gaze strayed lower, to the ropes of muscle criss-crossing his massive chest, and the temptingly flat belly. Lower still, his impressive cock lay across one stocky thigh just like she’d imagined it while his balls nestled into a curly nest of hair.

 She sucked in a deep breath as heat flooded her body. In a different time and place, she wouldn’t hesitate to stop and dally with such a yummy male, but those days were long gone.  The world was a tough place for a kitty on her own. She couldn’t afford to be here when he woke up, and time was a wasting. Still…

 She glided a few steps toward the bed. What if she turned the tables on him? She felt the corner of her mouth turn up in an evil gin. He was a cop; there must be handcuffs around here somewhere.

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