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Blog Tour: Tantalizing Tidbits – 21 Short Stories #ASMSG

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Ceci Giltenan, Tarah Scott, Sue-Ellen Welfonder, Victoria Barbour, Natasha Blackthorne, Ria Cantrell, Stephanie Joyce Cole, Kimberly K. Comeau, Kathryn Lynn Davis, Ted Grosch, Brenda Margriet, Mary McCall, Kate Robbins, John Robin, HD Smith, KyAnn Waters, and Victoria Zak

Genres: Romance, Paranormal, Contemporary, Literary, Fantasy, Time Travel, Historical, Women’s Fiction, Highland Romance, Humor, Erotica

Publisher: Cridhe Works LLC

Date of Publication:  July 17, 2015

ISBN: 978-0-9909513-2-2

ASIN: B011YLKTWM

Number of pages: 411

Word Count: 163,205

Cover Artist: Zak James Design

blurbA collection of short stories written by bestselling authors, representing an eclectic mix of styles and genres. In a word, this book is a smorgasbord; an opportunity to try a bit of everything.

In the spirit of the smorgasbord, the collection is presented as a menu and authors have shared recipes which accompany each story—some fitting, some funny, some simply old favorites.

Ranging from ultra-short but spine tingling, to meatier tales that are nearly novellas there is a little something for every appetite including comedy, tragedy, fantasy, werewolves, at least one ghost, life, death, and of course love.

Dig in. We hope you find at least one tidbit you enjoy.

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Appetizers

Savory fare for smaller appetites – short stories from a wide range of styles and genres.

The Motorcycle

by Tarah Scott

Paranormal fiction

3074 words

No man can ever fully master memory. But maybe, just maybe, he can learn to live with it. Even be glad for it. Even if that means reaching across space, time…and the grave.

Ida and the Nor’easter

by Victoria Barbour

Contemporary fiction

8014 words

Is there such a thing as a curse? With a storm looming on the horizon, 98-year-old Ida Walsh fears a repeat of the terrible events of her childhood. Will her indomitable wit and resilience be enough to save the day?

Gardens

by Stephanie Joyce Cole

Literary fiction

4225 words

Anne begins to question the rigid limitations of her new marriage as she spies on a mysterious neighbor.

One Who Waits

by John Robin

Epic Fantasy

6538 words

Contains moderate violence

Al’a will die at his father’s hands, unless he can master a forbidden magic.

Al’a Solaris, born into the Sun Priesthood, only wanted to prove his worth to his father when he delved into forbidden magic. Now, he must die at his father’s hands, to restore honor to his bloodline. But the blade his father wields is also his final hope — if only Al’a can discover its secret and master the fire within.

The Hole

by Ted Grosch

Literary fiction

Just exactly why is Bernie digging that hole?

The Spirit Bottle

by Ted Grosch

Literary fiction

A bushman’s duty is his legacy for the tribe.

The Summons

by Ria Cantrell

Paranormal romance

5477 words

Contains mildly explicit sexual scenes

A magical journey where love knows no boundaries, the Summons combines romantic and ethereal love in a mystical setting.

Main Courses

Hearty fare to satisfy larger literary appetites.

The Seventh Sister

by Sue-Ellen Welfonder

Paranormal romance

12,439 words

A story of love, legend, and magic

Down-on-her-luck American artist Maggie Gleason returns to Ireland, hoping to put old hurts behind her. Instead, revisiting the fishing village that enchanted her twelve years before only reopens wounds – until the unexpected appearance of roguish pub owner Conall Flanagan proves that the Ancient Isle is a magical place where anything can happen and true love always stands the test of time.

Falling in Time

by Sue-Ellen Welfonder

Time travel romance/11,090 words

When love calls across the ages…

Aspiring writer Lindy Lovejoy knows all about happy endings. But when she travels to Scotland to research Celtic myth and lore, she never expected a chance to live her own storybook romance, until a stop at mystical Smoo Cave whisks her back in time and into the arms of Rogan MacGraith, a Highland hero who’d burn up the pages of the steamiest Scottish romance novel.

Clouds Across the Moon

by Kathryn Lynn Davis

Historical Women’s Fiction

17,151 words

In the 19th century Scottish Highlands, young Morna struggles with new motherhood, her child’s illness, and her inability to compete with her husband’s idealized vision of her. Will she have faith in the magic of her dreams, and thus find the strength to save her child’s life–and her own–as she begins to recognize the truth and depth of the woman she really is?”

The Lady’s Portrait

by Kate Robbins

Contemporary Romance

17,332 words

Contains mild to moderate sexually explicit scenes

When Gillian Beaton meets the captivating Ciaran MacLeod, she’s immediately attracted, but is she ready to trust again? Have her demons followed her to Scotland and can new love grow out of old heartbreak?

His Harlot

by Natasha Blackthorne

Historical Erotic Romance

23,018 words

*Contains extremely explicit sexual scenes that some readers may find offensive*

Late one night, in the midst of a summer’s hot spell, Thomas spies Rosalind in the woods, clad only in her shift, dancing in the moonlight. It’s really more than a man celibate for three years can bear. Thomas is in danger of falling into a sin so powerful it threatens to challenge everything he thinks he knows about himself and life…

Sneak Peek at Highland Legacy: King Arthur Strikes Back

by Mary McCall

Medieval Highland Romance

12,494 word

Michael wed Christina when he was nine and she was three, then promptly went about his life and tried to forget about her. Now the pair must unite to thwart the Beast, return the Power of God that was stolen by their ancestors, and save the world in an epic battle between the forces of good and evil.

*Please note, this is NOT a short story, it is an extended preview of Mary’s next novel, book III in her Sisters by Choice series due for release soon. It is a taste of things to come and while it does not end on a cliff-hanger, it is not a complete story.*

Desserts

Looking for something lighter or perhaps a happy ending? The stories in this section won’t disappoint you. They are shorter and mostly romantic, or funny, or both.

Onyx

by H.D. Smith

Paranormal fiction

7099 words

Contains mild violence and a frustrating lack of S’mores

For those that like it short and sweet

Madison Monroe thinks she has everything in life figured out, until one ill-fated camping trip has her running for her life through the woods being chased by two wolves—both eager to claim her.

The Life She Had Before

by Brenda Margriet

Contemporary Romance

5429 words

A woman is torn between bitter revenge and the sweetness of a second chance.

Hi. My Name is Harold

by Kimberly K. Comeau

Humor

3778 words

Is there light at the bottom of an empty peanut butter jar?

For Harold, giving up peanuts for medical reasons means the end of life’s greatest pleasure…until his wife introduces him to all-natural peanut butter. But his addictive personality isn’t satisfied with an occasional indulgence.

The Jewel of Grim Fortress

by Victoria Zac

Paranormal historical romance

7105 words

Eradicating wayward supernaturals has its consequences.

The hereafter may be closer than Carson Kincaid thinks when he is charged to discover what ails Laird Maclean’s mind. Can Kincaid conquer his inner demons while battling the armies of evil?

Paisley Shaw, a powerful druid, has endured her share of hardened times starting the moment Laird Maclean stormed into her life. Now, she must find a way to stop him from taking her powers before it’s too late.

Beautiful Storm,

by KyAnn Waters

Erotic romance

7073 words                                                                                              

*Contains extremely explicit sexual scenes that some readers may find offensive*

Adrian Beck lost everything, including his passion for designing beautiful buildings, after 9/11.

Isabelle Clemet, of Clemet Hotels, is ready to rebuild after Katrina. She wants the Adrian.

Can an erotic late-night encounter on a secluded beach help a lonely architect rediscover his lost passion?

When a Rose Blooms,

by Tarah Scott

Historical romance

4353 words

On the anniversary eve of his wife’s death, Nathaniel kneels at her grave asking questions he fears were answered the night she died. Despite cold solitude, desire flares when he learns the woman who now haunts his dreams awaits him in the great hall. By morning’s light, she will meet him on the battlefield he has built around himself, and force him to choose between the living and the dead

Sorry for Your Trouble

by Ceci Giltenan

Vignette

1913 words

Ceci shares poignant but sometimes funny memories of the first funeral she attended in Ireland.

The Personal Ad

by Ceci Giltenan

Contemporary sweet romance

4211 words

Always the best friend and never the leading lady, will Nina find love when she answers a quirky, sweet personal ad?

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Guest Post with author Liz Everly – The Lady Smut Book of Dark Desires @ladysmut1

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THE LADY SMUT BOOK OF DARK DESIRES: My Vampire Confession

By Liz Everly

 I confess: Sometimes I think about vampires way too much.

The popularity of vampires leads me to think about “exquisite” pain— this longing that some people feel to have their necks pierced by a sexy vampire. They know it will hurt, but have an uncontrollable desire for it anyway, probably because of this incredible lust emanating from the vampire. They think that initial bite will hurt just enough to feel very, very, maybe even orgasmically, good.

For the record, I am not one of those people. Which might be why they fascinate me.

My favorite vampire was always “Lestat” in the Anne Rice books. It’s the first time I ever thought of a vampire as sexy. Before that, I was scared to death of them as a child. Seriously. That’s the ONE “Halloween” creature that would scare me. I lay awake some nights and worried about vampires. Were they dead or alive? Could you escape them if one were to follow you home? Once, my mother found fresh garlic tucked under my pillow. You know why.

So, I have a love-hate relationship with vampires. In my heart, I adore them. But I think they’ve been overdone the past few years and so I’ve tried to stay away from writing a vampire story. I gave in because the story and the characters beckoned strongly and so I wrote BRENNA BANG’S IMMORTAL LONGINGS for THE LADY SMUT BOOK OF DARK DESIRES.

It’s an ever so slightly tongue and cheek take on the vampire-romance genre—the female lead is a famous author who has penned a highly successful vampire series. Readers glimpse into the writer’s life, as Brenna types up her next erotic romance at the computer keyboard. I know the thoughts that may go through an erotic romance writer’s head as she’s writing—this was not too far of a stretch.

As far as the vampire part of the story, as mentioned, I’ve given vampires a great deal of thought—maybe more than the average person. It’s hard to say. But I don’t think the vampire of today would have the luxury of being a recluse in a mansion somewhere. We live in a high-tech information culture. I think today’s vamps would be highly tech savvy and know how to use technology with their special powers. And so that is what my Xander does. Instead of shape shifting into a bat, for example, or disappearing into thin air, he uses cable modems and wireless technology to travel. Yes. Right through the computer screen—or the smart phone.

This is not too difficult to imagine, right? If you were going to write a vampire story, what would your vamps be like? What skills or magic would they possess? I’d love to know. Of course, my Xander has a few other “gifts”…not quite of the technology kind. Wink.

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Lady Smut Dark DesiresA bit about the other stories in THE LADY SMUT BOOK OF DARK DESIRES:

  • Christina tries to figure out how to unlock her grandmother’s wardrobe and uncover what happened all those years ago when the goblins came to offer their sensuous erotic fruits. THE LYING, THE WITCH & THE WARDROBE by C. Margery Kempe
  • Jenny needs to unravel the mystery of what she does at night and who she does it with in order to subdue the sexual demon inside her. (SEXSOMNIA by Madeline Iva)
  • Locked in an abandoned mental asylum, an ambitious filmmaker soon discovers she’s trapped with a Dionysian god.  He offers her a glimpse of astounding future artistic success—but it will only come true if she’ll perform an erotic ritual to free him. (DIVINE by Elizabeth Shore)

 

About Lady Smut: Lady Smut is a blog for intelligent women who like to read smut.  On this blog we talk about our writing, the erotic romance industry, masculinity, femininity, sexuality, and whatever makes our pulses race.  Need to contact us? Email ladysmutblog@gmail.com

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Sapphic Smut: Tales of Lesbian Lust Out Now! #sapphicsmut #erotica #anthology

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blurbLight hearted, sexy Sapphic smut is the theme of this erotic anthology, edited by Lucy Felthouse with assistance from Kev ‘Mitnik’ Blisse.

From coffee shops to exotic Indian adventures to cosy cabins in France, Sapphic Smut has it all. Fun with sugar, naughty spankings, seductions by strangers, seductions by friends, cougars and even a twist on a fairy tale abound in this exciting collection of lesbian stories from erotica’s finest authors.

This delicious girl-on-girl anthology contains stories from Lucy Felthouse, Kay Jaybee, Louisa Bacio, Sallyanne Rogers, Vanessa de Sade, Tabitha Rayne and Elizabeth Coldwell.

Amazon: http://mybook.to/sapphicsmut

Other links: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/sapphic-smut/

Editor’s Facebook page: http://www.facebook.com/lucyfelthousewriter

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excerptAlana really couldn’t believe how flat Holland was. She’d been told by many people, but somehow, she still wasn’t expecting a place that made Cambridgeshire look like the Peak District. Her view from the train as she travelled from Schiphol airport to Amsterdam’s Centraal Station was unimpeded. Not so much as a hillock was visible.

And now, here she was, standing outside the station with crowds milling around her. A mixture of tourists, businesspeople and natives. She herself was a combination of two of those groups—she was here on business, but she’d deliberately extended her trip so she could spend a couple of days exploring the city. She had a day either side of her meeting, the boring part a filling to a sightseeing sandwich. Though, despite the boring tag, the meeting definitely wasn’t a bad thing, it was an appointment to cross the ts and dot the is on a very lucrative deal—certainly the trip was worthwhile.

After watching the insanity for another minute or so, she began to head away from the station, wheeling her small case along with her. Already armed with a guidebook and a decent map, she knew where she was going. Her map-reading skills were excellent, and she made the short walk to her hotel in less than twenty minutes. Anywhere else, she’d have gotten a cab, but it appeared they were a rare commodity in this city.

She’d checked in, dumped her bags and freshened up within another ten minutes, and was back on the street.

An online acquaintance had sent her a bunch of information for her trip—about the best museums, interesting things to see that might not be in guidebooks, and details on transport. It appeared that Amsterdam was unlike London, Paris and Rome, in as much as it had trams as its preferred mode of transport, rather than underground trains. Only one Metro line ran through the city, north-to-south. Everywhere else was utterly dependent on trams, bikes and being on foot.

And fuck, there were a lot of bikes. They zipped here, there and everywhere, not always staying where they were supposed to be, it seemed. The slim Dutch people atop the bikes were oblivious, just concentrating on getting where they were going.

Alana searched for the nearest tram stop, and quickly discovered she needed to be on the other side of the road to head in the right direction.

Crossing the road was a chore in itself. A dice with death. She’d thought Rome’s motorists were insane, but at least they were fairly predictable. Here, she was faced with crossing a road that held a cycle path, a tram line and a lane for cars. Shifting down the pavement, she stood at the conveniently placed crossing. It still didn’t make things much easier, but at least she could mingle in with the crowd. Traffic was much more likely to stop if it was going to hit a crowd of people than a single pedestrian. Right?

By some miracle, she reached the opposite pavement unscathed—except for her nerves, which were shot—and approached the tram stop. As if by magic, a tram arrived, and it was the correct number. Things were looking up.

After a few minutes, she realised that public transport in Amsterdam was nowhere near as easy to navigate as in the other major cities she was familiar with. There, their Tube or Metro stations always had plenty of large, unmissable signs telling you where you were. Piccadilly Circus, Anvers, Piramide. Here, it seemed you were left to your own devices. There were announcements on board the tram, but they were in Dutch—a language which she knew very little of—incredibly muffled, and pretty much drowned out by the sound of the tram’s motion and its passengers.

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Guest Post with author Simone Martel – Fifty Shades of Green Anthology

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Teaching a Techie Gardening . . . and More

The sex in my story came later. From the beginning, the university’s community garden aroused my imagination all by itself. A hidden garden of edibles, it was lush and unkempt, just as I describe in “First, Take Off the Hoodie.”
On Parents’ Weekend, we parents were shuttle-bused all over the Stanford campus to admire various projects, including out to a garage where students were tinkering with driverless cars.  The cars were cool, though splashed with corporate logos like so much else we saw that day.  Still, with twenty minutes to kill before climbing back onto the shuttle, I wandered off across the asphalt road and down a straw-strewn path, toward the murmur of chickens and scent of herbs.
And there it was: the community garden, with a weathered, hand-painted sign and no corporate sponsor subsidizing the lettuce beds and fruit trees. I breathed, I wandered. I almost missed the shuttle.
No one I spoke to that weekend had ever heard of the farm on The Farm, except for one faculty member who told me that the greedy, over-irrigated golf course threatened to consume that precious acre. Too much of the campus was already manicured and perfect.  In a world that preferred virtual reality, that garden was real.
Real is sexy. So when I read Sandra’s call for erotic garden stories, setting my story in that bountiful, if disheveled, place seemed natural. Because the garden appealed to the outsider in me, I could easily imagine naughty goings-on there. Then I considered all the students–young men, specifically, techies, say–who had no sense of what they were missing. I only had to imagine taking one of those guys into the hidden garden and showing him how his senses could come alive there.

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fiftyshadesofgreenExcerpt from Fifty Shades of Green, “First, Take Off the Hoodie”

As I stared at the nude man, I became aware of tall, slim Brad beside me in his jeans and gray hoodie, aware of him as a separate person with a body of his own and his own perceptions, mysterious, unknown. My bare arm lifted itself away from the side of my dress, hesitated, then pressed up against his hand. I felt smoothness, skin that had never touched a shovel. Then the back of his hand returned the pressure, warm against my elbow.

The nude guy jumped lightly down from the tree and tossed me the last pear. Brad’s hand was gone, withdrawn and plunged into his jean’s pocket, his face averted. The nude guy slipped into a tiny pair of faded denim cutoffs, zipping them over his bulging crotch, and poked his feet into some flip-flops. His bike leaned against a shed with cracking red paint. Before he threw his leg over it, he nodded to a basket of bulbs on the straw-strewn ground.

“Wanna help out? You could plant the daffs.”

“Have they been properly pre-chilled?” I asked severely.

“Yes, ma’am.” He grinned before bumping away on his bike over the undulating path, the basket of pears balanced in front of him, his long hair flying back.

“Wonder what he’s going to do with the fruit.”

“Waste of effort.” Brad scowled. “All this. No wonder it’s a mess, most students don’t even know it’s here.”

I bit into the pear the nude guy had thrown to me. Warm, sweet, crunchy. “Intoxicating.”

I instantly, urgently, wanted to remove my clothes. I took two more bites and held out the pear to Brad, offering it in my right hand, palm up, fingers curled around the half-eaten fruit. I could see the blue veins in my wrist and wondered if he could, too.

“Nooo.”

“Eat. You’re supposed to keep me happy. That’s what the letter from the department said.”

While he bit into the pear, I unzipped my dress and let it fall, then kicked off my shoes. In my slip, I exhaled, closed my eyes, felt my bare feet flat on the warm, rough mulch.

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Blurb and buy links

Fifty Shades of Green is a garden of naughty delights!
Within our pages you’ll discover:
– Virile gods and their mortal conquests.
– A community garden’s secret (and very dirty) fertility ritual.
– An Edwardian dominatrix living out her sadistic garden fantasies.
– Student/teacher lessons in horticultural hotness.
– Young lovers seeking the help of green witches.
– A beautiful, blind priest who helps an injured traveler.
. . . and so much more.

Peek inside the garden gate.

(You know you want to.)

A dozen racy tales await.

Fifty Shades of Green is a collection of twelve delicious and erotic short stories with gardening themes. What you’ll find in these pages is hotter than the hottest pepper on the Scoville index of heat! And smart, not smutty. Well . . . maybe a little smutty.

 

To Buy Fifty Shades of Green (it’s on sale, just for you):

Amazon.com UK

Amazon.com US

 

authorbio

Simone Martel is the author of The Expectant Gardener, a work of creative nonfiction. Her shorter nonfiction has appeared in Greenwoman Magazine, Greenprints, Soundings Review, Hip Mama, and Horticulture. Her fiction has appeared in Fogged Clarity, WomenArts Quarterly Journal, Magnolia, Fantastique Unfettered, Bacopa, and Main Street Rag. Edwin E. Smith Press will  publish a chapbook of her garden-themed stories in 2014. She lives in Berkeley, California.

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FREE Sample Stories!

To sample two free stories from Fifty Shades of Green visit our Garden Shorts website.

If you sign up for our newsletter you will be sent “Seed” (our sexy story about a community garden’s secret fertility ritual).

To read “Phallus Impudicus,” (a tale about the horny god Pan’s visit with a lonely gardener) just click on the Fifty Shades SAMPLE! tab

 

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