What is your most memorable Halloween? Do you have a favourite costume? What was your fall-back costume?

One Halloween night, long long ago — yes I’m old — it was a very windy night. Imagine, leaves skittering along the ground, branches groaning and creaking tapping against the windows, jack-o-lanterns with evil grins and lamplight flickering behind the bushes. Add in all those unusual sounds that could be very scary on Halloween, especially for over an active imagination like mine.

Grey puffy clouds skudded across the black sky. But what was behind those clouds was truly alarming to me. I pointed out the lights in the sky to my friend. She looked up. We didn’t see stars that night, we saw millions of alien space ships flying across behind the clouds, preparing to invade Earth! It scared the bejesus out of us and we ran all the way home. It really did look like an alien invasion. Honest.

My go-to costume was a hobo. Just grabbed a bunch of my dads work shirts, pants and look messy. I never went for the princess stuff. Nope its was the jockeys, equestrians and hobo’s. Maybe the simplicity of not having to be too creative was the ticket.

Do you watch horror movies? I like a good fright now and then. Even if I’ve left my fingernails in the ceiling more than once.

So tell me some of your Halloween frights. The scariest one will get a copy of No Toys Tonight!


Girls night out at a male strippers. At first Fiona thought it was just what she needed, let her hair down and go wild. But when things start getting a little bit out of hand, she bolts right into the car of a very sexy voiced cabby. Or so she thought. Nearly blinded by the blowing dust, it takes her a few moments to realize her mistake.

After a rough work day all off duty cop Reid wants is pizza, beer and to watch football. But fate has other plans for him. A gorgeous beauty flags him down outside a strip club and his sense of duty makes him stop.

A classic case of mistaken identity sparks a dangerous attraction that can only be satisfied with a daring sexual encounter. Is the risk of discovery too great, or the freedom of anonymous stranger sex even more delicious than denying the lust steaming up the car?

A Clever Tongue

Writing BDSM and Poly Erotic Romance

By Leia Shaw

This is the fourth book in the Badass Brats series written by me (Leia), Sorcha Black, and Cari Silverwood. You might think that’s an odd name for a series but let me explain it.

Bratting is a sort of controversial activity in the BDSM world. Some people hate bratting, some love the challenge and think brats are funny. As I’m sure you’ve figured out, our books contain a broad range of bratting. Now this doesn’t mean our subs are disrespectful, immature, or attention whores. This means they like to have fun. They have a sense of humor and use it to get their Doms to loosen up and have fun too.

We believe sex should be fun. There’s a time and a place for serious Domination and submission. And we include those in our books. But our goal is to show the lighter side of BDSM that isn’t often written about in BDSM erotic books.

The second unique part of our books is that it includes a polyamorous relationship. The first three books contain M/f/f or M/F/f, but that might change for the next book in the series. We started with two girls and a guy because we realized it was a situation that rarely gets explored in romance, outside of the occasional temporary threesome, and also because it’s what one of the members of our writing team had experience with. All of the characters in our books fall in love with each other. There’s no fantasy one night stand set up by the main two characters. The third is never the add-on or temporary fling. All three people are equally important to the relationship, which always ends in a serious commitment. We find that in books, and in real life, this works the best when it comes to ménage.

Without further ado, I’d like to introduce you to The Dom with the Clever Tongue!



Reece and Scarlet have everything a loving couple could want, except a hot kinky sex life. Malachi, an experienced Dom, steps in to help them sort that out. But not only is he a terrible memory from Reece’s past, he’s a smartass and damaged goods, too.
As they all learn to trust each other, Malachi becomes more than just their kink coach. It’s a full-on brat smackdown, and no heart gets out unscathed.
Warning: this book contains unrepentant brats, surprise orgasms, a Domme with training wheels, and a Dom whose tongue is registered as a weapon of mass seduction.
BDSM elements, M/F/f, F/f


Scarlet kept her eyes on Reece. “You sure you want to play this game with him?”

Malachi turned his head just in time to see the towel flick out. It snapped, hitting his ass like a whip.

Zero to Dom in point three seconds. Malachi wiped his wet hands on his jeans and walked slowly toward Reece, no longer a sweet, attractive man. In his place was a dangerous, predatory, sex-god. Scarlet’s girlfriend backed away, laughing nervously and twirling the towel again.

“You hit me again, kitten,” he growled, “and you’ll be a very sorry little girl.”

She looked scared but she snapped her arm out again and the dish towel cracked against his thigh.

“Game over.” He lunged at her and she bolted from the room then ran down the hall into the bedroom.

Scarlet couldn’t believe the girl’s nerve. When she caught up with them in the bedroom, Malachi was working on crowding her into a corner, but she kept slipping past him.

“The longer you run the worse this is going to be for you, brat. Stop now and beg for mercy, or you won’t like the consequences.”

Reece was laughing, though she looked both frightened and turned on.

“You talk big for a guy that can’t even catch me

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Title: Another Man’s Treasure and Undiscovered Treasure
Genre: Contemp. Erotic Romance
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I live in Northern NH, in my hometown. I have enjoyed reading and writing since I was a young child and wrote poetry since I can remember. Through my school years, I took every opportunity to take a literature or creative writing class. I worked in finance for 28+ years until Feb. 2012 when the company downsized and I lost my job. The opportunity to pursue a lifelong dream of writing a novel came about when a Facebook friend encouraged me to try after reading a couple blurbs I spit out upon being asked some advice! I took my vivid imagination, my gift of words which I attribute to God, and wrote my first novel Another Man’s Treasure. Admittedly, I fell in love with my own characters and continued their story with my second novel Undiscovered Treasure.

I write romance/erotica and at some point in the future want to try my hand at paranormal and adventure/action. My biggest inspiration is my sister Jennifer. She has stood behind me all the way and given me so much emotional support. Along with her, I have some amazing friends who I refer to as “my cheerleaders”. They keep me motivated along my writing adventure. When I am not writing, I have to admit I am an electronic junkie. If it has a push button, I either have it or want it!


Blurb: Jude Delaney…A dark haired Adonis with a slightly kinky side. He fell in love with a red haired beauty in high school, only to have her torn from him and sent away. Miranda, his first love…his only love.
Ross Guthrie…A tall, sexy man who carries a gun. Jude’s best friend from college. More brother than friend. Ross now works for the FBI and his assignment sends him to Jude’s hometown…to protect Miranda.
Miranda Jones…A sassy red-head. She takes charge of her life and runs from her abusive ex-boyfriend, Hank Castile. Leaving California behind, Miranda moves back home…and right into Jude’s loving arms.
Two best friends…Both determined to protect this woman at all costs. Will Jude and Ross have what it takes to save Miranda from Hank Castile…the man who abused her and now wants her dead?

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It had been a long time since Miranda lived in this white picket fence, one horse town. Willow, a sleepy little town located in the Shenandoah Mountains of Virginia, where Miranda called home as a child, held many memories of her adolescence…and a ghost or two. After her parents died in a car accident when she was 15, she was raised by her brother David. Miranda felt completely lost without her parents. David did the best her could, but no one could replace them. They were the epicenter of her life.
Shortly after her 18th birthday, she moved to the west coast. Los Angeles, to be exact…The City of Angels. Lights, excitement and a new career awaited her and she wanted it all. LA held a real estate job she loved, a night life she craved. Even so, she was compelled to come back after all that happened in LA.
Driving into town, she started to daydream, and immediately Hank flooded her brain. Miranda shook her head trying to remove him from her memories, but dammit he followed her everywhere! Hank always said she would never shake him, but for fuck’s sake she sure as hell was going to try.


Blurb: Undiscovered Treasure is book 2…the sequel to Another Man’s Treasure. Jude fights against the odds to protect his one and only love, Miranda. His best friend Ross is there to help and finds his heart in a turmoil over the beautiful Francine. Journey with them through the good and bad times. Is luck on their side for happiness?


*This book is a continuing story and not a stand alone. Adult themes and language.

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 From the corner of his eye Hank noticed something odd with his office door.   The padlock was there, but the lock wasn’t engaged.  Hank touched the lock and it fell open.  Fuck, I didn’t lock it this morning?   He walked into his office and flipped on the light.  At first glance, everything looked in place.  He walked over to his desk and there was a note.

Hank…By the time you read this I will be long gone and you will be nothing more than a bad memory.  You have given me your last order and hit me for the last time.  You are an abusive son of a bitch and I am glad to be rid   of you.  PS…Before I left LA, I dropped a bunch of paperwork at the police station…good luck with that, you fuckin’ prick!

“You little bitch!  I will kill you when I get my hands on you!”  Hank shouted at the top of his lungs.  A single thought streaked through his mind like a bolt of lightning.   THE TAPES?  He opened the desk drawer and the key was gone.  Hank turned slowly towards the wall with all the file cabinets…one lock popped with the key still in it.  Hank walked over to it and pulled the drawer open…empty!  The tapes were gone.  Hank dialed Miranda’s cell phone number.

“You’ll never get free from me, Miranda. You’ll never be able to shake me.”

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After living a checkered past, and despite an avowed disinterest in domesticity, multi-published erotic romance author Anya Richards settled in Ontario, Canada, with husband, kids, an adorable pup and a cat that plots world domination, one food bowl at a time. Her slightly darker alter-ego, Anya Delvay, emerges occasionally to write erotica.
Interested in all things historical and hysterical, Anya describes herself as intensely curious, (although the word ‘nosy’ has been bandied about) and a life-long people-watcher. Using what she’s discovered about people, places and various weird and wonderful things, Anya has written contemporary, historical and paranormal/fantasy romance novels, novellas and short stories for Samhain Publishing, Ellora’s Cave, Cleis Press and Spice Briefs.

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Breaking Free
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For Claire Montjoye, widowhood is no release from scandal. Used as sexual currency by her notoriously libertine husband, she longs for a life of quiet respectability. But the ton’s disapproval ensures she will never be truly accepted—and any man openly seeking her company will be tainted.
When Xavier Westbourne pulls her away from peril, his touch fills her with yearning for unattainable dreams. Accepting his invitation to the opera is not only unwise for him, but dangerous to her lonely heart. But perhaps taking him as a lover will be enough.
Scion of one of Society’s most upright families, Xavier knows propriety as a cold, brutal master. Having endured one loveless marriage, he refuses to repeat the mistake, even for his motherless son. Yet Claire easily breaks through his wall of reserve, and her offer of private instruction in the sexual arts is irresistible.

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Instinctively, Claire reached out and stroked his back, feeling the way the muscles moved and reacted beneath her palm, offering comfort, even as her simple gesture caused a wave of longing to flood her body. He was obviously a complex man, yet she found it a simple thing to understand this about him, to read into his words the pain and doubt his marriage had caused. The coldness of his voice hid heat, and passion.
His wife’s rejection had made him think he was unlovable, unwanted.
But she wanted him, oh, how she wanted him! And he had, wittingly or unwittingly, offered her the chance to have him, if he would have her in return. The idea had sprung fully formed into her mind as he spoke and had taken easy root within her. She would offer him an education in lovemaking, which would serve him and his new wife, when he took one, well.
Fingers tracing the ridge of muscle alongside his spine, she felt it flex as he straightened slowly in his chair and turned to look at her, face impassive, yet watchful.
She had been alone so long.
Here was a chance to feel the warmth of another, enjoy passion again, and eagerness to take the opportunity fate had presented fired her courage. Perhaps it would be courting heartache but, oh, the memories she could store away for when he was gone, married to his new wife. Claire drew in a deep, steadying breath, and threw caution to the wind.
“We are not allowed to know our bodies when we are young, to grow comfortable with them, touch them for ourselves and find what feels right for us, and what feels wrong. Instead we are told it is sinful.”

Xavier watched as Claire laughed softly, and the silvery sound went in his ears and, somehow, made its way straight to his groin. He had been semi-erect from the first moment she touched him, but that breathy, tinkling sound made his penis granite hard. A rosy hue was visible on her cheeks even in the low light of the box, giving her countenance unmistakable warmth. The smile lingered on her lips and he wanted to kiss, ravish, it off her face. It took great effort to concentrate on what she was saying.
“I am a clergyman’s daughter, if you can believe it. Sins of the flesh. If I had a penny for every time I heard that phrase when I was growing up, I would be a far richer woman today.”

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Angling For Love

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Title: Angling for Love
Release: 10/2/2013
Publisher: Ellora’s Cave
Book Length: Plus Novel
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Lea lives in Western New York with her hubby, three children, and miscellaneous critters. Before the rugrats, she lived a life of adventure, following her husband all over Europe with the US military. She’s slept in a car outside Paris, drove six hours just to see tulips in the Netherlands, and knocked ash from her shoes at Pompeii. Now she spends her time in life’s adventures at soccer games, PTA meetings and school plays.
Lea has loved reading from a very young age, spending many sleepless nights devouring books. Science fiction and paranormal were her favorite genres to read as a teenager, and that love bled into her adult life. She started writing during a bout of insomnia, to fill time, and found it filled a creative void. Now she communes regularly with the characters in her head and tries not to laugh out loud when they say something funny.
When Lea isn’t reading, writing or corralling kids, she enjoys watching movies and sciencey shows, or just kicking back and listening to some music.

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Arin Walters decides that after ending her long-term relationship with her cheating boyfriend, she needs a vacation in the Montana mountains. She packs her fly-fishing gear and heads off for a week of relaxation and emotional healing.
Brent and Jared have been best friends since childhood. The abuse they suffered as children binds them together. They want a woman to share and build a life with but they’ve been burned in the past.
When Arin shows up at their fishing lodge, sparks fly and all three feel the beginning of something they crave—acceptance and love. Now they must hope that the passion between them is enough to help them leave the past behind.

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She squeaked when two tanned hands cupped her breasts and squeezed the flesh. Seeing them both touching her set something free inside. She’d known this was going to happen, known she wanted it, but to see it was something different. It was so right. Jared’s rougher hand skated down her stomach as Brent kneaded her breast and teased the nipple. She watched with rapt attention as he bent and swept his tongue over the nub. She moaned as Jared mimicked the move on the other side.
“Keep your eyes open and watch us.” Brent’s command was punctuated by another hot swipe of his tongue.
They each pulled a nipple into their mouth, swirling tongues around the contracted flesh. Her belly shook from the sensation. Hot hands slid down her stomach and pulled her thighs apart. She grabbed handfuls of their hair to give herself something to hold on to. Her body was going to explode in moments, and she needed an anchor.
“Spread your legs for us.”
She complied quickly, shifting her knees so her legs were wide open. She watched Jared shift between her legs and stare up her torso with the sexiest grin she’d ever seen. She had to release her hold on his hair as he slid down her body. He placed warm kisses over her belly, circling her belly button, then hovered over her pussy. She held her breath, waiting. The image was already feeding her need. She could almost feel his tongue on her clit. Never had she wanted someone’s mouth on her cunt so badly. Hot puffs of air teased her and a rush of moisture coated her pussy.
A moan escaped her lips when he looked up at her as he lowered his mouth to her. Fingers spread her lips apart a heartbeat before his tongue snaked out of his mouth and took a slow swipe along her folds.
“You like watching Jared go down on you, don’t you?” She turned her gaze to Brent and found him watching Jared as well. He slowly slid his gaze up her body, like a heated caress. When his eyes met hers, she melted. Need, pure and simple throbbed between them.
When he bent to capture her nipple again, she couldn’t keep her eyes open any longer. Sensations so strong had her back bowing and a whimper on her lips. Fingers stroked in and out of her pussy while hot lips tugged on her clit. Wet kisses and sensual licks had her on the edge of a release in moments. Brent’s hand wrapped around her other breast, tugging on the nipple in time to the suckling of the other.