The
Devil's Doorbell
A woman's
pleasure is a dangerous thing. A primal appetite that, once awakened,
can never be sated. A secret that gives power to those who know it. A
magic that, once unleashed, can never be contained.
Some say the
clitoris is the devil's doorbell, set to summon him forth at the
merest touch...
It's time to ring the bell.
It's time to ring the bell.
Here are seven
tales of sexual empowerment and erotic defiance, featuring the
hottest storytellers of erotic fiction.
Anne Calhoun
Christine d'Abo
Delphine Dryden
Megan Hart
Jeffe Kennedy
Megan Mulry
M. O'Keefe
Coming April 26, 2016!
Anne Calhoun
Christine d'Abo
Delphine Dryden
Megan Hart
Jeffe Kennedy
Megan Mulry
M. O'Keefe
Coming April 26, 2016!
In the
Garden, by Anne Calhoun
Forbidden
fruit is the most delicious...
A wedding in
the bucolic English countryside offers Kelsey ripe temptation in the
form of a hot groomsman, Julian. Will the illicit attraction satisfy
an old craving or stoke a new desire?
Exact Warm
Unholy, by Jeffe Kennedy
Tonight my name is Mary...
Or is it? Sometimes she’s Tiffany
or Syd or Bobbi. But whatever face she wears, she returns to the same
bar, to find a new man and seduce him, safe in the knowledge that no
one will recognize her. Until one man does.
Red Leather,
by Delphine Dryden
Some
activities are definitely not
safe for work.
Maggie's
sadness over being dumped quickly turns to relief and excitement when
she discovers a new freedom...a new Maggie she could have never been
with her ex. Combine New Maggie with Tim the Hot Mailroom Guy and an
unexpected vibrator...and the office supply room door becomes the
portal to a world of devilish fun.
Drowning on
Dry Land, by Megan Hart
Some doors
stay open until you close them.
Moving on
from a past love, Bette Douglas has discovered a whole new world of
satisfaction and contentment with her boy Damian...but when the past
comes knocking, Bette's decision to answer it could change
everything.
Devil in the
Dark, by Christine d’Abo
When developer Shona needs to beta
test her new app - The Devil's Doorbell - she goes out on the
prowl for a man who will fulfil her wildest fantasies - oral sex in
public. What could possibly go wrong when she finds her devil in the
dark?
London
Calling, by Megan Mulry
"Face-sitter
wanted, in exchange for free accommodation in Mayfair."
-Craigslist
She hadn't
planned on being quite so adventurous when she decided to spend the
year in London, but when she read the ad, she couldn't resist.
We Are All
Found Things, by M. O'Keefe
Rennie's
trying to forget her past; her mysterious new tenant is trying to
keep his past a secret. But when Rennie finds out the truth about
Luka she discovers as much about herself as she does her innocent
lover.
Author Websites:
Anne
Calhoun - http://www.annecalhoun.com/
Christine
d'Abo - http://christinedabo.com/
Delphine
Dryden - http://www.delphinedryden.com/
Megan
Hart - http://meganhart.com/
Jeffe
Kennedy - http://www.jeffekennedy.com/
Megan
Mulry - http://meganmulry.com/
M.
O'Keefe - http://www.molly-okeefe.com/
Cover by Book Beautiful -
http://www.bookbeautiful.com/
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Excerpt
from
Exact
Warm Unholy
by
Jeffe Kennedy
Tonight,
my name is Mary.
Mary,
Mary, quite contrary. That calls for fiery red, steampunk crimson
carved into long, perfect ringlets. Not a corset, though. Not for
Circle2, a bar that tends toward the conservative, at
least so far as cosplay is concerned, unless it’s Halloween or
something. Instead I choose the black sheath dress with the deep vee
neckline to show off the inner curves of my breasts, and advertise
that I’m not wearing a bra. Or anything else beneath.
Have
to set the bait properly, after all. And Mary can do what I never
could.
For
makeup, I go with a retro vibe. I have to layer it on thick anyway,
to make myself into Mary, so the heavy stuff works best. Theater
pancake in the fairest tone to complement the hair. False lashes and
black eyeliner, with a cat’s eye flair. Bright green contact
lenses. Lipstick in screaming scarlet, just shades darker than the
wig. Amazing, really, how redrawing the lines of lips and eyes change
a face entirely.
No
one ever recognizes me, not even me. Maybe G_d does, but we’ve had
a falling out and I don’t care.
At
the last moment I go for boots instead of stilettos. High heels,
black leather, over-the-knee. Maybe I’ll let him fuck me in just
the boots. Whoever he’ll be tonight.
The
night air slaps chill on my bare arms, so I hurry the few blocks to
Circle2. I don’t like to wear a coat. They’re too
expensive to wear a different one every time and I’d rather spend
the money on wigs. Too bad there’s not a wig wear-and-return
system, as I never wear the same one twice.
I
don’t mind the coolness either. It helps combat the heat. I’m
alive with the anticipation, already wet, primed for the release to
come.
Tonight
I pick out a stool at the bar. Mary is the sort who’d do that. I
cross my legs so my hem rides up to show a strip of skin above my
boot, turning sideways to display my cleavage.
Come
and get it, gentlemen.
“What’ll
you have?” the bartender asks. He’s a genial sort, always ready
with a friendly smile. Never hits on me, no matter who I am that
night, which makes me think he doesn’t take advantage of the women
who come to the bar. That’s part of the reason I go to Circle2.
It sets a tone to the hookups, I think, as the men who frequent
the place are generally clean and polite.
He’s
always working, six nights a week. The bar is closed on Mondays. I
suspect he owns it, but we don’t have conversations. At least, not
connected ones. I’m always a stranger to him. He smiles, asks what
I’ll have, then leaves me alone.
Tonight
it’s Prosecco and he gives it to me in a tall flute. He’s wearing
a shirt that says “The book was better.”
“I’ll
get that for the lady.” A tall man, dark skin, pretty brown eyes,
makes the offer hopefully. He’s wearing a good suit, has nice
hands, long fingers. I’ve never seen him in here before. Yes. Yes,
he’ll do nicely.
My review is coming soon! I've read 2 of the stories and they are HAWT!!! But I want to write my review when I'm done with them all :) so keep watching!
About Jeffe Kennedy
Jeffe Kennedy is an award-winning
author whose works include non-fiction, poetry, short fiction, and
novels. She has been a Ucross Foundation Fellow, received the Wyoming
Arts Council Fellowship for Poetry, and was awarded a Frank Nelson
Doubleday Memorial Award. Her essays have appeared in many
publications, including Redbook.
Her most recent
works include a number of fiction series: the fantasy romance novels
of A
Covenant of Thorns; the contemporary BDSM novellas
of the Facets
of Passion, and an erotic contemporary serial
novel, Master
of the Opera. A fourth series, the fantasy trilogy
The
Twelve Kingdoms, hit the shelves starting in May
2014 and book 1, The
Mark of the Tala, received a starred Library
Journal review was nominated for the RT
Book of the Year while the sequel, The
Tears of the Rose was nominated for the
RT Reviewers’ Choice Best Fantasy Romance of 2014
and the third book, The
Talon of the Hawk, won the
RT Reviewers’ Choice Best Fantasy Romance of 2015.
Two more books will follow in this world, beginning with The
Pages of the Mind May 2016. A fifth series, the erotic
romance trilogy, Falling
Under, started with Going
Under, and was followed by Under
His Touch and Under
Contract.
She lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico, with
two Maine coon cats, plentiful free-range lizards and a very handsome
Doctor of Oriental Medicine.
Jeffe can be found online at her
website:
JeffeKennedy.com, every Sunday at the popular Word
Whores blog, on Facebook,
on Goodreads
and pretty much constantly on Twitter @jeffekennedy.
She is represented by Connor Goldsmith of Fuse
Literary.
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