Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Liebster Award - Learn 11 Facts About Me!

I have the lovely and talented Lani Rhea to thank for my Liester Award Nomination! I'm truly honored you nominated me!
What is the Liebster Blog award, you say? This is an award given to blogs that have less than 200 followers. It’s a way of generating some love and traffic for smaller bloggers. Now for the rules:

1. Each person must post 11 facts about themselves
2. Answer the 11 questions the tagger has given you and then give eleven questions for those you tag.
3. Choose 11 people and link them in your post.
4. Let them know you’ve tagged them.
5. No tag backs.

11 Facts About Me:
1. I love to sing.
2. I like to watch.
3. I love guacamole!
4. I'm really shy.
5. I love to laugh.
6. I not as shy as I say I am.
7. I don't do small talk well.
8. I like a creative challenge.
9. I constantly thinking up sexy story lines.
10. I do not want to talk before I've had at least two cups of coffee.
11. I write better wet.

11 Questions I Was Asked:
1. What was the latest movie you watched?  Prometheus 
2. What is your indulgence? Mojitos!
3. Sex or chocolate? Mmmm...depends. Okay, okay...SEX!
4. What is the color of your underwear? underwear?
5. Lollipop or Sucker? Is this a trick question? Lolli
6. Favorite cuisine? Asian
7. The latest book you read? Forfeit by Zara Stoneley
8. Any fetishes? Yes.
9. Tea: Sweet or Unsweetened? Sweetened
10. Early bird or night owl? Night Owl
11. Have you joined the Mile High club? No.

11 Questions for My 11 Nominees:1. What is your favorite song right now?
2. Would you read your latest WIP to your in-laws for a hundred dollars?
3. Have you ever been spanked or given a spanking?
4. Would you consider being a pleasure slave for sex months? Anything goes. At the end you'd be paid handsomely.
5. What's your favorite cereal?
6. CSI or Law & Order?
7. What's the one word you always misspell?
8. How many hours do you typically sleep a night?
9. If you could have anything right this very minute what would it be?
10. What's your favorite thing to wear?
11. What would you like to ask me?

My 11 Nominees:
KB Cutter
Saranna DeWylde
Savannah Chase
Gracen Miller
Benjamin Russell
Molly Synthia
Shayne McClendon
ER Pierce
Max H. Wolf
Lisa JacklinHyde Harvey
Sandra Bunino

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Late Lunch by Nichelle Gregory

"I'm so glad you pushed your meeting back." She gasped as his hand slipped inside her panties. "I know you skipped lunch."

He kissed her hard before flashing a wolfish grin. "What did you bring me?"

His fingers teased and stroked her, making her sway in his arms. Her tiny moan seemed loud in his quiet office as she met his heated gaze. "Y-your favorite."

© 2012 Nichelle Gregory

Saturday, June 23, 2012

School Me by Nichelle Gregory & Benjamin Russell

“When will you ever learn to stop pushing me, girl?”

His question sent conflicting emotions of dread and desire racing through her veins. Just the sound of his voice made her body react and wetness coat her swollen labia. His fingers slipped between her lips and heat unfurled within her. Dark eyes shifted to the languid sway of the leash connected to her collar before meeting her gaze.

“I know. You needed a reminder of your place.”

She whimpered and her pulse raced as he pressed his hard body into hers. The feel of his erection pressed against her pussy made her wetter. He thrust his hips forward, jostling her exposed breasts and she moaned when he pulled on one of her nipples. Her nipples were huge and distended with hunger. Gawd, she needed him to pinch and bite her nipples. What she needed was for him to make her scream her desire, then for him to rip off her panties and thrust his cock deep inside her.

His voice was low, almost lazy and laced with menace. “Is that it Doll, is that what you want, you want me to teach you a lesson? Just blink your eyes once for Yes, no is not an option.”

A sigh tickled the back of her throat and her whole body vibrated with lust. She wanted him to fuck her, to own every inch of her flesh, but she knew he wouldn’t do it – not yet. He’d drag it out just to watch her squirm. He wouldn’t give her the satisfaction she needed, not until he was certain she was reminded of her place with a mixture of pleasure and pain he knew she craved.

Her eyes locked with his and she fought back the urge to blink. If he wanted to teach her a lesson, she wanted to make sure they both got their money’s worth. They didn’t get a chance to come down to their playroom often enough to suit her needs, so today she planned to push him to the edge. Defiantly, she stared at him, not blinking an eye. 

Come on big man - show me what you’ve got.

“Oh you’re being especially willful tonight, that’s good for me, but bad for you. Doll, I’m going to teach you once and for all who is in charge,” he chuckled.

He ripped her panties off and the sound crackled in the room. "Are you ready to learn?"

Her clit pressed through the hood. She felt a warm ache travel straight to her lower belly and she knew they would both get the lesson they needed tonight.

© 2012 Nichelle Gregory & Benjamin Russell

Thursday, June 21, 2012


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Monday, June 18, 2012

Simply Sexy Stories Welcomes Katie Harper!

NG: I’m welcoming Katie Harper on Simply Sexy Stories! Hi, Katie!

KH: Hiya! Thanks for letting me crash.

NG: My pleasure! Let’s start with some Katie Harper trivia questions! What’s your favorite time of day? 

KH: Dusk. I like the smell of the air, the way the light looks, and it means I only have about an hour until I can put the kid in bed.

NG: LOL! What’s your favorite place to write? 

KH: I have this gorgeous desk that I got myself for Christmas last year. I write in bed.

NG: Yes! Another writer that writes in bed! What’s your favorite drink in the morning? 

KH: Milk. Juice makes me puke and I don’t drink coffee because I don’t like feeling like I’m having a seizure then crashing into the depths of exhaustion three hours later.

NG: What are you reading right now? 

KH: I’m sorry, what is reading? I am pre-editing my second romance novel, writing a YA novel, and trying to write a script that I was asked to write. And I have a child to take care of and a baby on the way. If I’m not writing, cleaning up a mess, or vomiting my latest craving, I’m sleeping.

NG: Goodness! You've got a LOT going on, lady! What’s your favorite thing about summer? 

KH: The Fourth of July. It’s the best holiday ever. Barbeque, potato salad, parades, and it’s the only day of the year you can blow shit up and not get your name on a Homeland Security watch list.

NG: LOL! Do you have an e-reader? If so, tell me whether it was easy or difficult to adjust to reading digital books. Do you prefer paperbacks? 

KH: I decided to buy my Nook when I was on an eleven day road trip. I realized my many books were taking up valuable shoe real estate and decided it was time to take the plunge. I love the feel of a book in my hand, but the convenience of an e-reader can’t be denied.

NG: You’ve been captured and your captor tells you to choose either your MP3 player or your e-reader...which one would you choose?

KH: :) My e-reader. I have about 45 days’ worth of music on my iPod, but I have months and months of books on my e-reader. My books feature stories with naked men, so not really a contest.

NG: What do you think is the biggest misconception about females writing in this genre? 

KH: I love, absolutely love, when people on Facebook think I must be fantastic at sex because they think I write torrid love scenes. A lot of writers are offended when they’re propositioned by strangers, I’m kind of flattered.

NG: :-) Do the people in your life know about your writing? Are they supportive? 

KH: Absolutely. I come from a huge family and there is no way to keep a secret within the family. They think it’s pretty cool that I write. Especially since my talents have helped each one of them graduate from college.

NG: What advice would you give to inspiring authors interested in penning successful erotic romances? 

KH: Write. And don’t limit yourself to what is appropriate. I go to church every single Sunday. If I wrote only what was acceptable in church, I’d be covering the Bible. You’re never going to please everyone, so please yourself and tell everyone else to go to hell.

NG: Ha ha!! I like you, Katie Harper! Okay, let's talk about your writing. Describe your writing process...are you a careful plotter or laid back pantster? 

KH: Kind of both. I know the beginning, the end, and the major plot points, but I have no idea how we get there.

NG: How many hours a day do you try to commit to your manuscript? 

KH: I try to write while my daughter is at school, but I get distracted by shiny things too easily.

NG: Me too, Katie! What’s your biggest distraction from focusing on your writing? 

KH: My husband. He works in the evenings and…well, he’s Brazilian and better than any romance novel hero. You get the idea why he might be a distraction.

NG: Delicious distractions are the best! What are you working on for 2012? 

KH: I’m working on self-editing my second romance novel, writing the third, writing a YA novel, and writing a film script I was asked to do. I’ll shower in November.

NG: LOL! Let's talk about your latest release Never Say Just. What’s this story about? 

KH: It’s about a neurotic woman who is as deadly as she is crazy. She shoots first and asks questions later. Kat Boudreaux meets her match when her brother drags his team of Force Recon Marines to Bayou Boudreaux to protect his little sister from someone she should have killed a long time ago. Shooter, the team’s sniper and Gunnery Sergeant, is willing to try to tame the shrew, but is thrown off his game when she uses her extensive abilities in torture to find out who has kidnapped her daughter.

NG: Wow! What inspired you to pen this tale? 

KH: The first book I ever wrote was this truly terrible spy novel. Some of my readers were a bit pissed that the two spies didn’t fall in love. I couldn’t see them falling in love. They would never be that vulnerable. So I took those characters out of that story and put them in a situation where they could fall in love.

NG: I love it! Give me three reasons readers will love Never Say Just

KH: 1. It’s honest. Kat is a very dangerous woman, but she’s still a woman. She has meltdowns that drive her to ingest mass quantities of brownies and booze just like any other woman. 2. There’s a pack of smokin’ hot Marines to drool over. 3. It’ll make you laugh…and cringe.

NG: Never Say Just sounds like a great read! What's the one thing readers can always count on when picking up one of your books? 

KH: That they will laugh. Here’s the thing, I’ve died, seriously. After that, I am completely incapable of taking anything seriously. I can make a joke out of anything and most of the time it is completely inappropriate.

NG: Katie, it's been quite interesting and a whole lotta fun! Thank you so much for coming on Simply Sexy Stories! Best wishes for all your endeavors in 2012!

KH: Thanks for letting spend the night. FYI, I’ll make you breakfast in the morning, but I fry bacon naked. Thug life.

Blurb: Haunted by her past of murder for hire and skinning people alive to gather vital intelligence, Kat Boudreaux wants nothing more than to hide away in her sprawling mansion with the love of her life--her daughter. But then Private Gump and his band of Bubbas land on her doorstep. Her brother and his unit of misfit Marines insert themselves with the misguided need to protect her from someone hell-bent on vengeance.

For Shooter, it's love at first sight, though he wouldn't be caught dead admitting it. When Kat is nearly fatally injured while saving his life, he knows he's found the woman for him. Together, they fight side by side to get to the bottom of the threats. Kat's daughter is kidnapped and this ex-assassin mom reverts back to old habits to save her. Saving Kat and her daughter is easy, taming the shrew that is Hell Kat Boudreaux might mean losing his favorite appendage.

Shooter leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Bar?” Oh God yes. Yeah, this evening will be brought to you by Jack Daniels and Jim Beam. I ordered a shot of whatever was closest and downed it. Shooter handed me a mint julep while he sipped his scotch. Bless that man. I scanned the room for the enemy. I had honed this skill over several missions for GSA. It’s amazing how quickly things come back to you when you were threatened.

My gaze fell on the first threat, Louise LaLourie. Why her parents had named her Louise with a last name like LaLourie was completely beyond me. Of course she had sported several other last names over the years but she always returned to LaLourie. At one time she desperately wanted to be known as Louise Boudreaux. But, I was married to my husband at the time and he had shown her the no trespassing sign right away. Louise held a flute of champagne in her hand, her cunning eyes searched for the next Mr. LaLourie. Her sights fell on me and she stalked forward. I’m not kidding, she stalked, like a lioness, toward me. I looked over at Shooter. I needed to warn him that the most bedded woman in New Orleans was on the prowl. He was busy at the bar fighting for his constitutional right to get good and shit faced completely missing my look of caution. Since I knew Louise watched me I smiled and prayed the words “die, bitch, die” were not tattooed on my forehead.

“Oh my gawd Are you finally out of mourning?” Her accent was so thick you could cut it with a K-Bar. “I understand grieving, but honey you can’t put yourself in cold storage for the rest of your life. But you are looking great. Look at you. I was afraid you’d locked yourself up in that big ole house and either ate or drank yourself to death. I am so relieved to see you looking as good as ever. Who are you wearing, darlin’? You look positively wonderful.”

Of course her compliments were about as real as her boobs, but I smiled back and said, “Versace.”

“Donatella?” Louise asked with pity in her voice.

“No, Gianni. It went up for auction at Sotheby’s a few years ago and I just had to have it. Though this is the first time I’ve worn it.”

Edna could look forward to a big, fat Christmas bonus this year. The envy on Louise’s face was priceless. It was worth coming to this damn ho down, and I mean ho down, just to see her face turn a lovely shade of green. She would have given a lot to own an original Gianni but she didn’t and I did. Take that you nasty bitch.

Shooter took that moment to turn around and hand me another cocktail. His eyes went big and he tried to take a step back but the bar was in the way. I hadn’t taken in what Louise wore until that moment. She wore a black, too tight to breathe, strapless Dolce and Gabbana that made her boobs spill over the tops. Truth be told I had that same dress in my closet at home. But I would never choose to accessorize it with a purple leopard bra that poked strategically above the neckline. Her lecherous eyes zeroed in on Shooter. She had the sniper in her sites and he was about to feel the full force of Louise’s slut-o-matic up close and personal.

“Well, hello. You must be Kat’s brother?”

“No, Louise,” I interrupted, “This is my date.” I choked on the last word.

Louise didn’t care. She wouldn’t care if a man was in bed with his wife on their wedding night, she believed all men were available. “And what is your name, gorgeous?”

“Shooter,” he smiled and leaned into her gaze a slight come and get me smile smeared across his face. I seriously wanted to pop his eyes out with a shrimp fork but I reigned in my rage.

“And what is it that you do, Mr. Shooter?” Translation: Can you afford me? She said as she pressed herself up against his body shamelessly exposing all her voluptuous assets.

He raised his hand and extended a finger. Shooter pushed the tip of his long thick finger into the center of Louise’s forehead forcing her to take several steps backward. His gaze had gone from playful to deadly. “I kill people,” his whisper was sinister.

Never Say Just will be available 
June 19th with Decadent Publishing!

Author Bio

Katie Harper started writing when two people showed up in her head and wouldn't leave until she told their story. They had a party, invited a few friends over. Now she spends her days doing the bidding of imaginary people. She lives in a city made for sin on the edge of a desert with smokin’ hot husband, her daughter, no pets, and enough lemon bundt cake to feed a refugee camp. Read all about her Rat Bastards at Send her an email and tell her how wonderful she is at

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Let's Play A Game by Nichelle Gregory

Her breath quickened under his silent appraisal. She concentrated on remaining still, conscious of his gaze running over her semi-naked body, garter belt, thigh high pantyhose and stilettos.

He stepped closer and she longed for him to touch her. It felt like she'd been waiting for hours for him to come to her.

"You look beautiful...perfect posture."

"Thank you."

His compliment warmed her blood and increased the wetness between her legs. She struggled not to sway in the awkward position he'd requested she stand in while he took off his suit jacket.

"We're going to play a little game. I'm going to touch you. You will not move an inch. If you do, the game will end you will go home. Do you understand the rules?"

His sensual mouth held a hint of a smile that she knew she had to taste.

"I understand."

"Good. Let's play..."

© 2012 Nichelle Gregory

Friday, June 15, 2012

Simply Sexy Stories Welcome Yvonne Nicolas!

NG: I’m welcoming Yvonne Nicolas on Simply Sexy Stories! Hi, Yvonne! 

YN: Wassup, Beautiful! I’m elated to be here. Thanks for having me. Got on my purple corset dress, my leather gloves and four inch heels. That’s right baby, I’m ready to party! So let’s get started.

NG: LOL! I'm ready! Let’s start with some Yvonne Nicolas trivia questions! What’s your favorite time of day?

YN: I would say my favorite time of the day is at night. The closer it is to twelve midnight, the more energized and friskier I become. That’s when my muse is whispering in my ear, filling my head with naughty ideas. *wiggles brows* Those ideas either make it to my bedroom, or to my computer. Either way, my hubby is happy. *grin*

NG: Yvonne, I can totally relate! I'm a total night owl too. Where’s your favorite place to write?

YN: My favorite place to write is in my home office. The oriental theme that decorates the space exudes serenity and peacefulness. The setting draws my creativity to forefront. I can never walk into my office and not feel the need to write.

NG: Sounds very tranquil! What’s your favorite summer drink?

YN: Aw man, I have so many favorite summer drinks, but if I have to choose one… Hm, I would have to say a strawberry, pineapple margarita. Mmmm, so yummy! If you’ve never had one, you’re missing out.

NG: Mmm...margaritas! What’s your favorite thing about summer?

YN: My favorite thing about summer would have to be the eye candy that comes out and about, donned in very little clothing might I add. LOL! Pool time, baby! I tell ya’, I go to the pool just to check out the hot bods. ;o) Does that make me a perv? *snicker*

On the other hand, I love the way nature responds to summer. The beautiful colors in the sky, the blooming of flowers and leaves on the trees… However, summer not my favorite time of the year. Sometimes it gets way too freakin’ hot, I mean, smoldering… It gets so hot I’m afraid to leave the house for the fear I’ll burst into flames.

NG: LOL! Summer's not my favorite season for that very fear too, Yvonne! And, no, checking out the hot bods doesn't make you a perv in my book. :-) What are you reading right now?

YN: Right now I’m reading Tale of the Dead Town, volume 4 of the Vampire Hunter D series. Hideyuki Kikuchi is one of my favorite authors in the whole wide world, because he has the ability to literally pull you into a scene and scare the shit outta you.

NG: Wow! Do you have an e-reader? If so, tell me whether it was easy or difficult to adjust to reading digital books. Do you prefer paperbacks?

YN: I have a Kindle Fire and it’s fairly simple to adjust the viewing of digital books. I love it and find it hard to go anywhere without it. I think I prefer e-readers over paperbacks, simply because it’s easier to store a large number of books. I can’t even begin to tell you how many paperback books I have stored away in storage. *snort* Seriously, it’s ridiculous. I was once a serial book buyer. Truth be told, I kinda still am, but the difference is my Kindle holds hundreds of books without the need of a box. *grin*

NG: You’ve been captured and your captor tells you to choose either your MP3 player or your e-reader...which one would you choose? J

YN: LOL! I would choose my Kindle. Great thing about that is I can listen to music AND read a great book. Booyah!

NG: *g* What do you think is the biggest misconception about females writing in this genre?

YN: That we don’t have the ability to get into a male’s way of thinking. I’ve read several books from female authors where the male character comes out so powerful from the pages that you’d think a man wrote it. Sometimes we have to dig a little deeper, but we definitely can get into a man’s mindset.

Another misconception is that the females who write erotica, or erotic romance don’t have a love life and write about what they fanaticize. Now I can’t speak for all female authors, but personally, when I write a scene involving sex or involving love, it is something I’ve experienced in one way or another. I think it’s important to experience what you write about. If not, how can you expect the reader to believe it?

NG: What genre(s) do you write and why?

YN: I write a combination of genres for different reasons. I write erotic romance because I swoon over a great love story that involves descriptive sex. No closed door love scenes from me. ;o)

I write urban fantasy/ dark paranormal romance because it’s allows me to take a step from reality and visited a world that I’ve created. Not to mention I get to tap into the dark side of nature, which is always lurking on the surface. Don’t look at me like that, we all have one. Only difference is, mine speaks from the pages of a story.

I write gothic horror because I love the combination of horror and romance. There’s nothing like being freaked out and seduced at the same time.

NG: Delicious! Why are you drawn to writing erotic romance?

YN: C’mon now, is that a serious question? Following two characters, and sometimes three, as they develop an intimate relationship… What’s there not to like about that. Sure, we know it will end in hot steamy sex, but the fun part is watching them get there. The reader enjoys it as much as the author in writing it. Sometimes you become emotionally involved, especially if you’ve been though what the characters are going through. Although erotic romance is not my favorite genre, I truly enjoy writing it.

NG: Do the people in your life know about your writing? Are they supportive?

YN: Yes they do and they are very supportive. Honestly, I don’t think I would’ve gotten this far in my writing career if it weren’t for my family and friends. It’s really important to have a strong support system and I’m blessed to have one.

NG: What advice would you give to inspiring authors interested in penning successful erotic romances?

YN: Keep writing! I know life sometimes gets in the way, and it’s easy to lose your drive to write when that happens, but don’t let that stop you from showing your gift to the world. Your writing style may not be the same as other authors, but that’s a good thing. Come to the game with something different and stick to it. Have your own voice! Don’t let negative statements about your writing tarnish your style. If you do, you’ll blend in with everyone else and no one will ever know who you are. Hone your craft and come into the game at full throttle. The only way you’ll fail if you don’t believe in yourself. And that’s real talk.

I just realized I didn’t really answer the question. Geez, Nichelle, you caught me at a chatty time. Babble, babble, babble… LOL! Feel free to spank me for that.

As far as writing erotic romance; experiment with the naughty thoughts sailing along your brain. Remember you want the reader to see it, feel it, smell it, hear it and taste it. You have to appeal to the senses. Turn them on! You want them hot and bothered, feverish, running to the bathroom to take a cold shower, touching themselves, or jumping their lover. While creating your hot scenes, don’t forget to write a believable love story. *grin* Remember, its erotic romance, not just erotica.

NG: You aren't babbling! I love the advice you've shared here, Yvonne! It's true that you need to find your own voice and continuous hone your craft. Okay, let's talk about your writing now. Describe your writing process...are you a careful plotter or laid back pantster?

YN: Hahaa… I’m so laid back it’s ridiculous. I let the story control me instead of the other way around. I tried writing from an outline several time and each time I totally veered from the beaten path. It has to just come to me and I write it. Sometimes I don’t know what the outcome will be until I write it. My writing process is like meandering through a maze, and I like it that way. It doesn’t always have to be controlled and planned out. The unexpected is thrilling and it makes for an exciting writing experience.

NG: How many hours a day do you try to commit to your manuscript?

YN: It varies. Sometimes I can spend a whole day on a manuscript, and then sometimes I only get a couple of hours or thirty minutes in. I try not to put myself on a schedule because it never works out. That aside, as long as I get a little writing in, I’m a happy camper.

NG: What’s your biggest distraction from focusing on your writing?

YN: My biggest distractions are my sons, my hubby and social network sites. Mainly Facebook and Twitter. Haha… I’m learning to control my chatting urges though. ^_^

NG: I'm afflicted by the similiar distractions. lol What are you working on for 2012?

YN: I’ve already finished my novels for 2012. Currently, I’m working on novels for 2013. One is an extended story to the Dragon Queen series, :oD which is an urban fantasy, two are sci-fi, one steam punk and an erotic romance.

You see that? I’m on a buttery roll people!

For 2012, I have three books due to release. One of them is Black Rayne Scarlet Moon, the second book in the Dragon Queen Series.

NG: Wow! That's very impressive, Yvonne! You are on a buttery roll for sure! Let's talk about your latest release Black Rayne Scarlet Moon. What’s this story about?

YN: Well I’ll start off by telling you little bit about the first book in the series, Black Rayne Silent Screams. It’s about a young woman name Rayne, who lives a life in the spotlight as one of the hottest singers around. However, underneath her life of stardom a dark threat rises within her thoughts and an unnatural hunger seduces the very core of her. Visions of women getting brutally murdered by the unseen tortures her mind. When women near her age begin to disappear all over the world, she realizes that her nightmares have somehow become reality. Her life takes an unexpected, but deliciously sexy turn when she is approached by the beautiful demon vampire, Demetri Bithanos. He awakens her dark side and gives her the only thing that will sate her deepest craving. Blood. But her moment of euphoria doesn’t last. The dark lord Lucius, the spawn of the devil, is after her sacred blood and he will do whatever it takes to get her.

Shadows & Dust, an extended tale to the series, is about a ruthless female Hunter named Joan “Havoc” Dawson. As an Andausian soldier, she brandishes the power to manipulate sound, and oh what deadly power it is. On the anniversary of her sister’s death, Havoc is drawn to a rundown neighborhood full of vampires. An underlying secret brings to life her deepest fear and threatens to claim her life.

Black Rayne Scarlet Moon is the continuation of Rayne’s tale. This story reveals the obstacles she faces to become the prophesized Dragon Queen. Along the way, she meets a set of soldiers that are her earthly bound guardians and comes face to face with Lucius, the master demon who is determined to make her his Queen. Despite her demonic attraction to the underworld lord, she falls deeper in love with Demetri Bithanos, her chosen consort. Together they battle the darkness threatening to engulf the world. But the biggest threat they’re forced to face is growing within her. Can she defeat the demon side of her nature and hold true to her duty as the Dragon Queen?

Score your copy of Black Rayne Scarlet Moon to find out.

NG: Whew! Now there's a hot tale with lots of twists and turns! What inspired you to pen this story?

YN: Like I said before, once upon a time I was a serial reader. This was way before I plunged head first into a writing career. I read a lot of stories in urban fantasy and horror. Also, I was a member of reader’s group and the biggest complaint from the fellow readers was that they found it difficult to relate to the characters. And I agreed to a certain extent.

I thought, ya’ know what would be cool… if a black chick straight from the streets wasn’t really a human, but in fact, a half demon from a parallel universe, and her blood could make any demon that fed from her powerful beyond reason. And then I thought, ya’ know what would be even cooler… if a hot guy from a totally different time period was turned into a vampire, and sought her out for her blood, but ends up falling in love with her.

Mind you, I voiced my thoughts out loud and got laughed at as a result. LOL! But that didn’t faze me because I was already inspired my own wacky thoughts.

My goal was to answer the reader’s call, to make characters relatable to people from different backgrounds. Thankfully, I achieved that in the Dragon Queen series. The feedback that I received from my fan readers after the first book in the series was released brought me to tears. They could actually see themselves in the eyes of one or more of the characters in this series. That’s the outcome I was looking for!

You see, as authors, we’re placed in this box of rules telling us what is acceptable in the writing industry, and what the readers will and will not read. I broke out of that box and I mean to remain free. I will not only push the envelope. I will swipe it off the table, stomp on it and send it through the shredder.

Watch me!

NG: Oooo...I love that! I feel the same way about being placed in a box and like you I want to be free to be and write what is in my
heart! I like what you did to the damn box too, Yvonne! lol

Give me three reasons readers will love Black Rayne Scarlet Moon.

YN: First and foremost, this story is guaranteed to keep you enthralled. There’s action, comedy, romance, mystery, suspense and a lot of dark, sultry sex. It’s an exciting read and will draw you deep into the world hidden behind the shadows.

Don’t wait to hear about it. Sink your fangs in and find out for yourself.

NG: What's the one thing readers can always count on when picking up one of your books?

YN: They can count on a satisfying read that shatters all rules. At the end of the book, you may feel happy, sad, angry, or majorly turned on. Either way, you will be entertained. *grin* I will tell you this though, once you step into my world you might as well get comfy, ‘cause I have no plans in letting you out. ;o)

NG: Thank you so much for coming on Simply Sexy Stories, Yvonne, best wishes for all your endeavors in 2012!

YN: No, thank you so much for having me. I’ve had a blast! *smiles and picks up whip* Now onto the fun stuff…

I wouldn’t dare leave without giving you something to whet your appetite. This except features a fan favorite, Maurisio Bithanos, Demetri’s elder brother. I must admit, he’s one of my favorites too. He’s the wolf alpha of Chalvaiz Clan, the largest shifter pack in the world. Unlike his brother, Maurisio is outrageously wild and untamed. He’s a great guy to have on your side, but every now and then, his demon animal gets the best of him.

Black Rayne Scarlet Moon (Excerpt ~ 69 reason to lose yourself)

Watching him with fiery desire dancing her eyes, Eva shifted aside to allow Celia to climb onto the desk. Celia arched her back and wiggled her perky ass before she rolled onto her back and beckoned Eva with the crook of her finger. Eva straddled her hips and shimmed back along Celia’s torso until her wet snatch hovered directly over her face.

Maurisio’s mouth watered as Celia wrapped arms around Eva’s thighs and pulled her hips down, forcing her knees to slide further apart. Celia’s mouth made contact with Eva’s slit and the feasting began.

Bowing her back, Eva inhaled sharply and pushed out a husky moan as she ground her crotch on her maker’s face. Meanwhile on the other end, Eva pulled Celia’s leg back to give Maurisio an unobstructed view of her crotch.

He slid his chair closer. “Go ‘head, dig in newcomer. I wanna see what you can do with that sexy mouth of yours.”

Eva flipped her hair to one side and dipped her face in Celia’s hot dripping snatch. She sucked ravenously and lapped at her pink bud.

“Slow it down, baby.” Clutching at his stiff cock, Maurisio caressed the back of Celia’s thigh. “Take ya time and eat that pussy with a little finesse.”

Head tilted to the side, Eva’s narrow tongue slid out and flicked at Celia’s peak. Anxious to taste her, Maurisio leaned in, slid two fingers in Celia’s damp hole and ran his tongue up her crease, his cheek pressed against Eva’s. Celia’s hips rose and shuddered. Eva’s tongue clashed with his.

Growling, he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. Eva yelped. Overcome by hunger, he attacked her mouth and kissed her hard, nipping and sucking on her tongue, relishing the taste of Celia’s tangy juices on her mouth.

All the while, he continued to finger fuck Celia’s tight well, probing and caressing her quivering walls. Celia’s moans rose into husky muffled wails. Her flavorful wine flowed all over his desk.

His flesh burned from the inside out. Damn, if he didn’t bust a nut soon, he was liable to hurt somebody.

Olivia would make him pay for this later, but shit, he couldn’t help himself. There was only so much titillation a man could take.

Maurisio shot out of the chair and stood at the end of the desk. Licking the fluids from his lips, he gazed down at Eva. Slanted and bright gold, her lupine eyes met his. He didn’t have to utter a word. Eva knew exactly what he needed. She quickly unbuckled his belt and undid his pants. His slacks and boxers dropped to his feet and his shaft sprang free.

Eva gasped and shrunk back.

He snickered. The eleven inches of thick pulsating meat connected to his groin pulled this reaction from many women. “Don’t be scared, girl. You better get it, before it gets you,” he jested, amused by the terrified look on her face.

Her small hand curled around the base of him. She gave him a coy glance then took the head into her mouth. Her heated lips slid over the glands along the mushroom dome pulling a grunt out of him.

Right away, it was evident she wasn’t used to dealing with sizable cocks. She was intimidated. Instead of just working his head, which was where he was most sensitive, she tried to take in more dick than her mouth could handle, and gagged as a result.

Shaking his head and chuckling, he slipped his hand beneath her chin and pulled out of her mouth. “Come behind me and take off my shirt. Press those pretty breasts against my back.”

She dismounted her maker’s face, slipped off the desk and eased behind him. After she’d unbuttoned and removed his shirt, he stepped out of his pants and looped his arms around Celia’s long legs. He jerked her forward, sliding her ass to the edge of the desk.

Her lips soiled in Eva’s cum and lids at half-mast, Celia reached down and took hold of his erection while Eva embraced him from behind, her hands stroking and fondling the tense muscles along his torso.

Celia worked the crown of his penis up and down the valley of her sex, in a seesaw motion, until his dome was glistening in her secretions.

He repressed growls. She manipulated him for a few seconds longer than he could handle. She did it to make the entry tolerable for her body. Ha, if she thought this was going to be a painless experience, she was dead wrong. He was about to beat this pussy up.

When she slid his shaft downward again, he slapped her hand away and jutted his hips forward, hard and fast, forcing her recess to expand abruptly around him. Her throaty scream echoed through the office. He was about to move into a bout of merciless thrusts when his senses spiked and the presence of an intruder shattered the erotic moment.

“The fuck?” Clutching onto Celia’s thighs, Maurisio snapped his head up.

Through the other aromas floating around him, he pinpointed the location of the badged asshole heading toward his establishment. Detective Vincent Kayman.

“I knew it, I just knew this mothafucka was going to do this,” he growled. His nerves clenched and his fingers bit into Celia’s flesh. A shadow moved into the room, cast from the dark clouds engulfing the sun.

Don’t shift. Don’t shift! Don’t! Shift!!

“What’s wrong?” Celia sat up with a start and grabbed at his wrists.

He lifted Celia from the desk, smashed her back into the nearby wall and commenced to pounding her sweet little pussy. He muffled her cries with his hand over her mouth, needing to release the animalistic passion currently digging at his gut, and at the same time, keep track of the detective’s approach. He was getting close.

If he didn’t get this nut off soon, he was bound to kill that man.

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2012


Black Rayne Scarlet Moon is available with Red Rose Publishing!

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Thursday, June 14, 2012

Cover Revealed for Ample Delights!!

I'm in love my latest cover created by the fabulously talented and all around sweetheart, Emmy Ellis!

Take a look...
I love the colors and this female model! The cover even has plumeria's on it, a beautiful Hawaiian flower that just happens to encircle my ankle.

Ample Delights will be available on August 20th with Total E-Bound!

Here's the blurb:

Beauty, brains and voluptuous curves...Tera’s exactly the kind of woman Nick’s been looking for, but can he convince her that the smokin’ hot chemistry between is more than skin deep?
Tera Bryant embraces her curves despite being immersed in the modelling world. Her job as a makeup artist requires confidence, creativity and the ability to stay focused in the presence of some of the world’s finest men. She has never had a problem until she works with Nick Tasso, a gorgeous Greek model who has a thing for voluptuous women. Tera is swept away by the sizzling chemistry between them and emotionally unprepared when their electric connection blossoms into something more than hot sex. She struggles to deal with the media’s scrutiny over her body and their burgeoning relationship. Tera must decide to trust her heart and face her own insecurities before she can have the 'happily ever after' she truly desires.

Look for an exclusive excerpt from Ample Delights soon!


Tuesday, June 12, 2012

A Lesson In Shoes by Nichelle Gregory

“What you say next will determine the course of our evening.”

Jace watched a myriad of emotions flash in her lovely brown eyes as he slowly unbuckled his belt. He was hot, still sweating from cutting the grass.

“Did you buy only the red heels as we agreed?”

Her gaze flitted to the closet and he knew she was wondering if he already knew the answer. She shifted on the bed, beautiful in a black negligee he’d bought for her.


“I bought the red heels.”

“Just the red pair then?”

Kayla hesitated. “No.”

“How many pairs, Kayla?”

He purposefully darkened his tone and her eyes widened accordingly before she dropped her face from his.


“That’s eight pair of heels in one month.”

“I know. I’m sor-”

“You will model each pair for me now.”

Kayla met his gaze and Jace saw a flash of defiance cross her face. She wasn’t sorry for deliberately spending more than they’d agreed upon...not yet.

“One pair of heels equals two smacks, yes?”

His cock swelled as her eyes dropped to his belt.


Her soft pleading tone almost made him change his mind...almost made him go to her.


Kayla slowly nodded. “Yes.”

© 2012 Nichelle Gregory

Monday, June 11, 2012

Let's Play Together by Nichelle Gregory

“I love watching you play.”

He adored her breathless moans as she stroked her pussy beneath her panties.

“Do you have any idea how fucking beautiful you are?”

She didn’t answer him and didn’t expect her to. He knew it was taking all of her concentration to hold back from giving into pleasure.

“Would you like to come for me?”

“Y-yes, please, I beg you.”

Her soft trembling plea made his rock hard cock jump.

“Not yet, my pet…but soon.”

© 2012 Nichelle Gregory

Friday, June 8, 2012

Fuck Me Like You Mean It!

My friend Benjamin Russell was inspired by my sign to write a naughty snippet  with my characters from Doll. I like to think of this erotic foray taking place sometime after Rena's training...the two of them taking a little break from Raiden being in complete control.

Benjamin, take it away! 


"Fuck me like you mean it."

“Is that a request or a command?” Raiden asked.

Rena gave him a look reserved for the mentally challenged. “Hmm, you figure it out.”

“Oh, I see it’s a challenge. How many ways can I fuck you? Ok, let’s count the ways.”

She smiled wickedly. “By all means, tell me – how many ways are you capable of doing me?”

He counted off on his fingers. “Well, first and foremost there is like I mean it. Then its on your knees, doggie style. Next, its on your back with your legs wrapped around my head. Then it’s in your mouth, for sure I have to fuck that sassy mouth of yours. Of course, there is the old missionary stand-by with your legs over my shoulders. Next, I want you in a sex swing. I’ve got a new spank bench that need to be broken in. We’ll need lots of lub, but a butt-fuck is certainly in order. I’ve lost count, how many is that?”

“If I’m not mistaken, I believe that is eight so far. May I ask a question?”

His gaze riveted on hers and he didn’t blink. “Sure Doll, you can ask a question.”

“Are you doing this to me all in one session or over a period of time?”

His dark eyebrows rose and he chuckled menacingly. “Hmm, you’ll figure it out.”

* * * * *
She's only allowed to say, 'yes' and 'please'...

Rena Venoy has finally become a sex doll. For the next forty-eight hours, giving and receiving pleasure is her only purpose, fulfilling sexual fantasies her primary goal. That's until she sets her heart on becoming Raiden's one and only doll. To get her wish, he must bestow the ultimate honour she seeks and claim her as his. When she breaks a rule, Rena is devastated. Will Raiden chose her after all?

"Congratulations, Rena. You've graduated, earning the coveted title of sex doll in a remarkably short span of time. You've been a delight to teach."

Rena bowed her head. "Thank you, Mistress Belle." She met the blue gaze fixed on her and blushed as feelings of pride and excitement rushed through her.

"Although this may seem redundant, it's still necessary for me to go over the rules. You do understand you will not be physically harmed at any time during your forty-eight-hour session?" She tapped a lacquered fingernail against her full ruby lips.

"Yes." Rena swallowed hard, her gaze dropping to the strawberry-hued nipples in full display as the half-naked blonde wrote on her clipboard. She admired everything about the woman's effortless sensual poise. A sliver of anticipation and nervousness skittered down her spine as she stiffened her own posture beneath the blonde's hard scrutiny.

"You understand the use of your safe word?" She pivoted in golden stilettos and walked back to her desk.

"Yes." Rena's gaze dipped to the glimpses of Mistress Belle's rounded, naked ass visible beneath the black latex micro-mini skirt hugging her hips. The woman's confidence and beauty took her breath away.

"You understand if you choose to use your safe word all activities cease and you will be free to go?" She lifted one perfectly arched eyebrow as she turned around.

Rena shifted her weight in her three-inch stilettos. "I understand." But I don't intend to use it. Her heart hammered in her chest at the unknown possibilities of what such 'activities' she'd be taking part in she'd be tempted to change her mind about.

"Finally, you understand the only words you'll be allowed to say are 'yes' and 'please'."

Rena nodded.

"You must verbalise your agreement, Ms Venoy."

"I agree."

Mistress Belle placed her hands on her hips and smiled. "Good. Take off your robe."

This is it, my last moment to walk away…

A moment passed as both women studied the other.

This was her gift to herself. She wasn't backing out now. 

* * * * 

Doll is available now with Total E-Bound Publishing!

Monday, June 4, 2012

Kitty by Nichelle Gregory

"You know you've been a bad girl, don't you?"

His fingers tightened on her chin as she nodded.

"Go upstairs and change NOW."
"Shhh..." he said when she opened her mouth to speak. 
"Bad girls don't get to talk. Do you understand, pet?"

She nodded her head.

"I didn't hear you."

She took a deep breath. "Meow."

"Good kitty."
"Yes, yes, that's it...purr for me, kitty."

© 2012 Nichelle Gregory

Friday, June 1, 2012

Wrath by Nichelle Gregory

He'd caught her. There was no escaping his wrath. She held his gaze, breathing hard, wet and wanting what she knew she deserved.

Grab hold of this circle of wood and you will not let go no matter what I do...understand?

His deep voice in her head made her nipples tighten as she moved forward to comply.

© 2012 Nichelle Gregory
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