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Sunday, February 15, 2015

Cover Reveal Hex and the City: Vehicle City Vampires Book 2

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Hex and the City
Vehicle City Vampires
Book Two
Roxanne Rhoads

Release Date: TBA

Exclusive Excerpt:

Who the hell was knocking on my door this early? I grabbed a robe and stumbled to the door. I had not even had coffee yet, someone better have one hell of a reason to be waking me up this early.
I opened the door to find my cousin and her demon boyfriend standing there. “Elita, what are you and Connor doing here?”
“Sorry to bust in so early, but I brought up The Darkness to Connor and he said we needed to come right over, because the story he has to tell is long and he doesn’t want to have to repeat it twice.”
I was shocked, and suddenly filled with hope. “You know about The Darkness?” I asked him.
“Make some coffee and we’ll all sit down and I’ll tell you what you need to know.”
“Annie, what’s going on? Who is here?” Mike stumbled out of the bedroom in just his jeans looking endearingly tousled. His muscled torso and chest were on display, his wavy hair was sticking up everywhere.
“Mike you remember my cousin Elita and her boyfriend Connor?”
His eyes widened a bit. He knew Connor was a demon…and Mike, being a Hunter, was not fond of demons. But he kept his mouth shut and sat down while I put on a pot of coffee.
Once it was brewed we all sat down, ready to listen to Connor’s tale.
“It is said The Darkness was born with the original Gods and Goddesses, brought forth from the elements into this world.”
“The original Gods and Goddesses?” I asked.
“The ones you always hear of- Allah, Yahweh, The Greek and Roman Gods so many stories are told of, The Egyptian Gods and Goddesses, and Christ who is so popular today. The Darkness is one of them. They were all born to the creators. The creators are the first of absentee parents for no one knows who or what the creators were or why they were never around much. After the originals were born they were spread around the world to be caretakers. But they had no one to rule. It was just land….and animals. The creators brought forth a new race of people from the animals, they were colorful and beautiful and had many talents tied to nature.”
“The Fae?” interrupted Elita.
“Yes, the Fae,” He continued. “The Originals mated with the Fae and new beings were born…demigods. Today these descendants are the court fairy. Other beings were born later that adapted to the land, evolved, became new species- witches, brownies, trolls, little people, etc. Humans eventually developed. They were weak without magick. The originals took advantage of this and decided they wanted to rule over them. Stories say it started with The Darkness, he was the instigator, the agitator. He wanted to create havoc and chaos. He encouraged Christ to push his brothers and sisters to the side so he could be ‘the one true god’. Christ created Angels, and they were his warriors who pushed back the forces of ‘evil’- who were the other gods and goddesses. Later Christ molded modern man into what he hoped would be his puppets to worship him, too bad free will can be a tricky thing and sometimes turned on him, thanks to The Darkness whispering sweet nothings into the ears of man. But that wasn’t enough for The Darkness, he was there when Lucifer jumped ship, he was there when Eve took the apple.”
“So you’re saying The Darkness is the origin of evil?” Mike asked.
“Of evil, of sin, he is the seed of true despair,” Connor sighed. “Most of the originals backed down when Christ took over. They slumber, forgotten by humanity for so long. But after two thousand years there is rumbling. The originals are awakening…humans are remembering them, worshipping them, calling them out of hiding. Christ’s children are calling him a failure and a fraud. War is brewing…and The Darkness revels in it.”
“How do you know all of this Connor?” I asked.
“Demons are one of the races born to the Originals and the Fae. We are the caretakers of knowledge. Think of us as librarians, genealogists. We are hoarders of history. We have preserved history from the beginning, from words on stone tablets, to cave paintings, to papyrus, to today’s modern digital recordings. Our vaults contain the history of the world.” He seemed so serious, which wasn’t Connor’s style, so he smiled and attempted to lighten things up a bit, “Plus demons are terrible gossips and eavesdroppers. We listen to everything and whisper it to each other.”
“So that’s the real reason people summon demons, because you guys squirrel away the secrets of the world?” Elita asked.
“Knowledge is power, it is currency. It is the one thing everyone seeks but not everyone has. We have it, all of it, at our fingertips. Of course not every demon has the keys to the vault. Some of us record only.”
I stood up and paced around the room, “Okay, you’ve told us a great story but what the hell does any of this have to do with mine and Elita’s parents? Or the prophecy? If The Darkness is an original God how would we ever be able to stop it?”
Connor shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t know, Anwyn. All I can give you is the history of The Darkness and rumors. I don’t know how your family or the prophecy plays into it all. I can do some digging into the vaults and see if I can discover anything useful. My clearance levels will not get me into the oldest archives but I will do my best to find answers.”
“Thank you, Connor.” I gave him a hug. Elita stood up and I hugged her as well. “We’re getting closer, Cuz. We will find out what happened to your parents.”
She smiled sadly. The truth was a long time coming and while we were closer, we were still so far away from anything that made sense.

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Download Your Free Copy of the February Bewitching Book Tours Magazine

The February Issue of Bewitching Book Tours Magazine contains the exclusive cover reveal of Hex and the City: Vehicle City Vampires Book 2 by Roxanne Rhoads and an excerpt. 

Our author features and interviews include -Balancing Act: Not At All Balanced with Dennis Sharpe, Where Did Soul Storm Come From with Ann Gimpel and an interview with Andrea Speed.

See the features on and All Romance Ebooks ARe Alphas, Help Me Move on by Angie Hemmings, Wolf’s Song by Taryn Kincaid, Bite Me by Robyn Bachar, The Curse Servant by JP Sloan, Icy Passage by Ann Gimpel, Greenwode by J Tullos Hennig, Unspoken by J.A. Garland, Dealing with Devils by Pembroke Sinclair, The Immortal Who Loved Me by Lynsay Sands, Bottle Banished by CL Riley, and Dark Alchemy by Laura Bickle.

Read reviews of Horror 101 and One Pot and finish with flash fiction by RM Garry in the Naughty Nook.

Sunday, February 1, 2015

More Paranormal Reads Than You Can Shake A Shapeshifter At!

I have set up a free blog hop for Paranormal Romance Authors, Writers, Readers and Reviewers. You can list your newly published, previously published or Work In Progress for free. 

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Sign up is free no giveaways are required just follow the rules of the blog hop and you'll be all set! Reviewers you are welcome to post a blurb from your article about one of your favorite paranormal reads.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Free Download: The January issue of Bewitching Book Tours Magazine


An Author’s Guide to Writing a Great Guest Blog by Roxanne Rhoads, Marketing Missteps with Lisa Acerbo, Seven Quality Horror Stories Guaranteed to Scare with Andrew Terech,

Author Ideas with Maureen L Maureen L. Bonatch, writer, Kay Dee Royal Discusses Her Book Tour Experiences, The Portrait’s Story  by Jude Pittman, The Joys and Challenges of Writing Urban Fantasy with Cory Dale, Barb Jones Discusses Being a Pantster, Yeyu Discusses Chinese Culture and History Relating to The Relics of Gods, and Let's Exorcise with Tanith Davenport.

Interviews with Eden Ashley, Andrew Terech, Princess Fumi Hancock, and Christian A. Brown. 

Excerpts from Cherry Blossom by Sotia Lazu, Bear and Bear Alike by Marie Mason, and Rory’s Love by Donna Butler

In the Naughty Nook you’ll find the Glenwood Cemetery Scene from Hex and The Single Witch by Roxanne Rhoads and the Pin Up Files photo shoot from Steven Jon Horner Photography.

Thursday, January 1, 2015

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Monday, December 22, 2014

Can Their Mysterious Eros Make Their Holiday Wishes Come True?

AVAILABLE: Wednesday, December 24th

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[Ménage Amour: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, HEA]


Jilly Reimers wants love but can't find it. Chris Spinell is a veteran of the war in Afghanistan who suffers from PTSD and a haunting feeling that something is missing in his life. Chris Poole is also an Afghanistan war veteran is ready to break out of his shell but is unsure how.

With Christmas just around the corner, they decide not to spend it alone. Believing The Love Play Matchmaking Service to be just what they need for a night of fun and passion, they sign up. But when the guys show up and see that they've been set up on a menage, the only one happy about it is Jilly.

Their consultant, called an Eros, assures Jilly that the service has a perfect track record but she's certain they'll be the first ones to get their money back. Will they have a very merry Christmas? Or will the three spend yet another one alone?

A Siren Erotic Romance


Jilly idly twirled a lock of her hair as she gazed at the fire. The meal was good, a bit awkward, but all right. Now with Chris S. in the shower, she and Chris P., who’d freshened up after her, sat beside her. She hoped she’d get a chance to know him a little better, now that they were alone.

Unlike Chris S., Chris P. was quiet, more reserved. His warm smile could melt ice. They’d spoken a bit about his life in Australia and how he met the other Chris when they were on Diego Garcia, a tiny atoll in the Pacific. It was there he garnered a better perspective on life, friendships and love. She reasoned that war tended to do that to a person.

She looked at him again, admiring what she saw. He was gorgeous. If only she were a femme fatale like her friends. She pictured grabbing him by the scruff of his collar and planting a long seductive kiss on his pouty lips. Anything to ease the tension between her legs and the moisture dripping from her swollen pussy.

Golden and sun-kissed like a surfer, he had a look impossible to have around this time of year in Michigan, unless he spent countless hours in a tanning booth. But at the same time he didn’t look like the type who’d go to one. He seemed too rugged. She glanced at his short, flaxen hair, which he wore pulled back in a stubby tail. It accentuated his keen facial features. His physique, like that of a gladiator, made her want to whimper. Built like a brick wall without being too thick, he was three words—supple, etched, steel. And his Australian accent added to his raw sexiness.

Whereas Chris S. was the perfect picture type of the all-American, boy-next-door type, with light brown hair and sandy-colored tips and eyes so blue they looked like the color of tropical water. He reminded her of the high school captain of the football team who’d gone into the military and become a man, except he had a sensitive edge that permeated his being. While Chris P., who looked like he could take on a few guys at once, was more lighthearted and outgoing.

Either way, she knew she hit the jackpot because both guys were like something out of a magazine called Hot Guys “R” Us. They were a perfect ten. It was best Christmas gift anyone could have ever given her. She hoped a Chris Sandwich was definitely on the menu for the night. But how to get past the talking stage, she had no clue. She wondered if all of her Love Play’s match ups started like this.

Wearing some leggings and a cami, and he a T-shirt and shorts, she suddenly felt overdressed. The art of seduction was not something they taught in any of the schools she’d attended, and she sure as hell never picked up any pointers from her so-called “friends.” And her exes never gave her any encouragement in that department either.

This date should have come with instructions. I think I’m in trouble.

She let out a long sigh.

“Did you say something?” Chris P. asked, stirring from his long silence.

“I was just thinking how beautiful this place is,” she lied. What? How lame is that?

“It is. I’ve never been to a place quite like this.”

“Love Play has quite a reputation.”

“You’ve used it before?” He perked up, facing her.

Heat burned her cheeks. “No. It’s what I heard from some of their clients.”

“So have you been married?” he asked.


“Neither have I. Never found anyone to get serious with,” he said, shrugging. “I don’t know. Maybe cupid’s arrow doesn’t work on me.”

“For me they’re defective. Or maybe his aim is bad,” she said, trying to suppress the memory of her ex-boyfriend.

“What do you mean?”

“My relationships, they never work out.” She shrugged her shoulders. “For whatever reason, they seem to choose my friends over me. Or it ends up that way once we get together.”

He shook his head. “Nah. They were bad blokes from the start. Believe me. I know. I’ve been around those types my entire life. The randier they are, the worse they will be. If a man wants you, he’ll stay.” His tone was soft, almost vulnerable.


“So tell me,” he said, turning to face her, “you ordered this hook up?”

Again, her face flushed. She imagined it turning its characteristic red when the blood rushed to her cheeks.

“Yes. But according to the guidelines, you would have either had to be open to it or requested it too. Right?”

He chuckled. “I see he also got the smart I asked for. Yes, I am open to a ménage.” His expression became serious. “Do you think me odd?”

“No. I’m glad we share that desire.”

Chris S. slipped her undies over her round hips. They slid down her baby-like skin, exposing her shaved mound. More blood flowed to his dick, making whimper.

“God,” he said, fighting tears.

Through gritted his teeth and clenched his eyes, he forced himself to maintain control. It was getting to be damn near impossible. Everything about her was fucking outstanding. Lips, breasts, skin and pussy. He was ready to fill her pussy with his thick, hard dick.

He slid his finger into the folds of her wet interior. The thin crease surrounded by supple labia oozed moisture from her tight and tiny hole. He slid a finger inside her hole, and her taut muscles quivered at his touch.

“You want it?” he asked.

She moaned “yes” before being silenced by the other Chris’s mouth. He inched her legs apart. Moving in just right, he tasted her. Explosions went off in his brain. She was pure, simple, clean and honeyed. He wanted to mark her as his own. Delving his tongue in and out of her tight hole, he held her still, allowing her juices to saturate his mouth.

Lifting her legs, he opened her wider, curling her upward, burying his face in her mound. His breaths increased as his heart rate grew frantic. His hard dick, standing at full scale attention, threatened to bust a nut if he didn’t stop.

Pulling away, he set her down gently. “Got to go get a condom.”

The other Chris looked up, his eyes equally as dazed as he felt.

She swallowed, seeming breathless. “My bag, by the wall.”

The time for being cool had passed. Quicker than he’d wanted and less suave, he dashed toward it, finally seeing the stash. Grabbing the entire lot, along with a bottle of lubricating gel, he opened the box and pulled out two, handing one to Chris and keeping the other for himself. Setting it aside, he removed his shorts, exposing his aching dick to the room’s cool air. He grimaced as he slid the latex over his shaft. It hurt with a pain that would only be relieved by what Jilly had to offer. He squeezed the gel, which had the scent of strawberries, onto his palm. He fisted his hand and soaked his condom-wrapped rod with the smooth, thick liquid. The mere pressure of his hand gave him some relief, albeit short.

“Me first,” he said, climbing onto the bed.

Calming himself, he lay down beside her and turned her on her side. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her close. He spread her legs apart as she tilted her pelvis back. She melded her body to his. There was so much of her he wanted, not only her body, but her soul, mind, and yes, even her heart.

He took a hand and placed himself at her entrance. Slowly he pushed inside. He grunted and made himself hold back, lest he spill at that moment.

She was so tight. No doubt about it. This was going to be a short run. Inch by inch, he slid inside of her, stopping at the root. His balls drew in tight. He shifted her close and moved in and out slowly. Each movement became stronger as his control slipped. He needed the release, the kind that would give his aching balls sweet relief. Back and forth his hips moved inside her. She wriggled and moaned in response. Their mouths met briefly, tongues swirling, causing his stomach and heart to flutter. He increased his thrusts. Finding his target, she keened her delight.

“Yes,” she moaned. “Don’t stop.”

She pushed her ass toward him.

“Baby, I’m going to come.”

“Come, honey. Come.”

He grunted, harder and harder. Sliding his hand down to her hard clit, he rubbed it as his panting increased. Pressure built up behind his eyes, his mind went blank as everything in the world seemed to fall away. He couldn’t stop. Harder and harder he pushed, holding her firm and tight.

With light speed, he cried out, “God!” His hips bucked upward while cum poured out of him.

Slightly dizzy, he held onto her before letting her go. “Are you all right?”

Her kiss eased the butterflies threatening to kill the moment. Sliding out of her, he sighed, relieved. He gazed into her eyes. Instantly he felt the completed connection he’d sensed along. She was the one. And he saw that she felt it too.

 * * * *
Jilly recovered her breath as Chris P. gathered her up into his arms. His musky scent was so spicy and inviting. She buried her face in the crook between his shoulder and neck. She was ready.

“On your back,” he said, holding her.

She nodded.

“Tell me if I’m hurting you,” he said, whispering in her ear.

From her tall Adonis, she was ready to receive all he gave her. Trust welled up within her heart. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her.

Placing her on back like she weighed nothing but a feather, he positioned himself on top of her. A lock of his blond hair obscured his face. She opened her legs. She felt his solid, round tip prod her hole. Panting, he pushed inside of her, his raw strength causing her pussy to clench. Each muscle spasmed to accommodate his thick and meaty cock. She cried out along with him. He braced himself.


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Thursday, December 18, 2014

Blitz: Unknown Protector by Maggie Mundy

Unknown Protector
The Midworlder Trilogy
Book One
Maggie Mundy

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing

Date of Publication: 30th September 2014

ISBN: 978-1-61935-596-5

Number of pages: 243
Word Count: 88,000

Cover Artist: Fiona Jayde

Book Description:

Two things have helped Nicole cope since the murder of her husband. One is running her detective agency, and the other is her guardian angel Mira. When Mira is killed by a demon, Nicole accepts the help of a Ridge, a long haired, cigar smoking diamond in the rough with wings.

Things go from bad to worse when a replacement guardian cannot be found. She has to trust Ridge, which is tricky when she realizes there are no demons or angels, just parasitic aliens that humans have built the myths of these celestial beings around. Ridge isn’t an angel or a devil, but an alien half breed known as a Midworlder.

He is also way too sexy for his own good, or is it her own good?

Available at Amazon

“Please don’t drop me, please don’t drop me,” Nicole repeated as she closed her eyes. She didn’t like flying in planes, let alone being dragged through the night sky by an oversexed scruffy angel who was too hot for his own good. Or was it her own good.
“I won’t let you fall. Look around before we go over. I reckon you’ve guessed the events of tonight aren’t the way we normally do things. Humans aren’t meant to be aware of our flying through the night sky which means I can’t let you remember any of this.”
She took a deep breath and opened her eyes. His face was close to hers as he gripped her tight around her waist. It was too dark to read what he might be thinking from his expression. His lips were so close and her own were parting at the thought he might kiss her. She trembled, but not from fear anymore and hoped he couldn’t read her mind. They were being hunted and she wanted a kiss, no she longed for it. He had to be putting the thoughts in her head.
She needed to get her mind off him so she gazed down at San Francisco. Her adopted city stretched out below with steep streets reaching down to the harbor, while the lights on the Golden Gate Bridge shone in the distance, reflecting on the water below. She smiled as a tear flowed down her cheek. She had never seen it this way before. For a moment she forgot others were after them or after her in particular. She peeked over Ridge’s shoulder and glanced back over his wings as they glided through the sky. Three dark, winged shapes were following and could be seen against the light of the full moon. Maybe the full moon could explain why strange things were happening, because this was like staring at a scene from a horror movie, except it was real.
The shapes of their pursuer’s bodies blurred. She turned back to the city but the lights of San Francisco were disappearing. In the moonlight she focused on the face next to her. Ridge smiled and touched her cheek with his.
“It’s okay. I’m gonna get you a new guardian and all of this will go away. I won’t let anyone hurt you.”
She didn’t want a new guardian, she wanted Mira back. It went dark and reminded her of when she went adventure-caving in Australia. The absolute darkness of underground where not even a trickle of light breaks through, no matter how hard you look. She couldn’t see Ridge anymore, but the closeness of him and the darkness amplified the sound of his wings. For a moment they were all that existed in the universe. His lips touched hers and her mouth opened to him only to have him pull away. Did he mean to do that?
“I suggest you close your eyes and give your mind over to me,” he whispered.
Nicole shook her head and tried to get herself back to reality, whatever that was. “I’m not going anywhere with my eyes shut after tonight, and from what I’m picking up at times your mind seems a bit murky to let you in again.”
“Suit yourself darling, but don’t blame me if you pass out.”
Pain sliced through her temple. She squeezed her eyes shut and instinctively hugged Ridge tighter. His thoughts were in her head again telling her to relax, but this time it wasn’t working. She tried to hold down the rising alarm of what would happen next. Somehow she had an inkling it wasn’t going to be good.

About the Author:

Maggie Mundy lives in Adelaide, Australia and is a member of Romance Writers of Australia, and the local chapter SARA (South Australian Romance Authors).

She recently completed a Bachelor of Arts in Drama and English. She had a short story published in the Romance Writers of Australia Topaz Anthology Little Gems in 2010 called Sea and Vines. She has three books out with Rogue Phoenix Press. Two erotic novellas called Blood Scent and Blood Oath and a paranormal romance called World Change. She also has a supernatural thriller out with Soul Mate Publishing called Hidden Mortality and paranormal romance called Unknown Protector.

She has also performed for many years in corporate entertainment for which she wrote her own sketches, which probably explains why her head is so full of characters. She loves writing romance but thinks falling in love can be scary, especially in her stories where creatures of the night really exist.

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Thursday, December 4, 2014

Kindle Freebies December 4-8

Fangs for the Holidays 
A Vehicle City Vampires Short Story 

Roxanne Rhoads 

Publisher: Bewitching Books 
Release Date: November 18, 2014

Book Description:

After spending the day baking holiday goodies Anwyn drops by her vampire boyfriend Galen's home so they can spend some quality time together. 

He is surprisingly enticed by the smell of baked goods on Anwyn's skin which leads them to a drama filled discussion about family holiday gatherings, the other man in her life...and eventually to very hot holiday sex. 

The events in this story take place between book one, Hex and the Single Witch, and book two, Hex and the City.

Available at Amazon

Candy Cane Thrills 
Roxanne Rhoads

Publisher: Bewitching Books 
Release Date: October 14, 2014


Genre: short story Christmas erotica

Book Description:

Adrienne has a little Christmas seduction planned. She dresses up in naughty red velvet lingerie for her boyfriend Marcus. 

But it turns out that she's not the only one with sexy shenanigans in mind. 

Marcus has been thinking along the same lines, and he has a delicious Christmas treat in store for her.

Available at Amazon

Monday, December 1, 2014

Bewitching Brews Holiday Giveaway

Bewitching Brews and Devilish Desserts 
A Collection of Cocktail and Dessert Recipes 

By Bewitching Book Tours' Authors
Roxanne Rhoads, Sharon Bayliss, Ami Blackwelder, Cassandra Lawson, Susannah Sandlin, Cherrie Mack, Maggie Mundy, Suzanne Johnson, Katalina Leon, Kay Dee Royal, Sophie Avett, Elizabeth Loraine, G.L. Ross, T.W. Kirchner 

Book Description:

Stir up a little magic from our cauldron full of cocktails and desserts.

The authors of Bewitching Book Tours conjured a collection of delicious potions inspired by their books and characters.

Grab your wand (or spoon) and cast one of these spellbinding recipes today.

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