Sunday, May 24, 2015

Julie Shelton is back - Passion's Hope - Bk 3 in The Doms of Passion Lake Series

 Hello everyone, guess who’s back with her newest release in The Doms of Passion Lake series…yep, the one and only Julie Shelton. Check out Passion’s Hope – book 3 in this BDSM series. Crazy hot read…and you’ll definitely need something icy cold to cool down : )
Julie, it’s always a pleasure to show off your stories…thanks so much for being the featured author this week; )

Everyone – here’s a nice highlight of Passion's Hope, Book Three of The Doms of Passion Lake, which just came out on May 21st.


Virginia is for lovers.  Passion Lake is for…kinky lovers.  Welcome to Passion Lake, a town owned and operated by a group of ex-Navy SEALs.  A town where they are free to live their kinky lifestyles without fear of interference or censure.

On the run from an abusive Dom, Charlotte Fielding has sworn off men and the BDSM lifestyle.  She’s only attending this particular Open House for the free food.  But when her abuser, who also happens to be at the club, confronts her, former SEALs Nikolai Rostov and Jay Gillespie come to her rescue and offer to help.  But that would require her to trust the two hunkiest Doms she’s ever met.  And Charlotte’s all out of trust.

But fate has brought these three people together—Nik, the big Russian Daddy Dom, Jay, the switch, and Charlie, the submissive who needs what both of these men have to offer.  Just as they need what she has to offer.  Can she learn to trust them?  Can she risk her heart?  And when danger comes for her will she stay and let Nik and Jay risk their lives to keep her safe?  Or will she run—and risk destroying the only happiness she’s ever known?

WARNING: This book contains material that could cause spontaneous combustion of both panties and electronic devices. Read at your own risk. You might (okay, honestly? There is no “might” about it—you WILL) need a bucket of ice water and an industrial fan to survive the reading experience. You have been warned.

Passion’s Hope is the third book in the exciting new BDSM series, The Doms of Passion Lake.  Be sure to read Passion’s Dream and Passion’s Fury, Books One and Two.  And be on the lookout for more by this talented writer.

Passion’s Hope


As soon as the door closed behind them, the room seemed to exhale. People around Charlie resumed their conversations and began moving around the room. For a few seconds, Charlie just stood there, still stunned by the scene she’d just witnessed. Blinking to clear her vision, she started to turn her head back toward the food table but instead found herself staring at that gorgeous man with the tattoos over every inch of visible skin. He beckoned to his shorter companion. The two of them walked over to the next dais and mounted the steps. The shorter man began to strip while the larger man simply stood and watched. His erection was a hard bulge behind the leather of his pants. It was a wonder the fabric didn’t split.

The crowd, sensing something extraordinary was about to happen, stopped milling aimlessly about and began to gather in front of this new spectacle. Unable to look away from those two sexy men, Charlie let herself be swept along with the tide of people positioning themselves to watch whatever was about to unfold.

The shorter man stripped off his vest, pants and biker boots, revealing a perfectly toned body. Broad chest, rippling abs, bulging arms and legs. And that cock!  Oh, my God!  Thick, heavy, a full nine or ten inches long, standing straight up, nearly touching his belly button. Charlie’s mouth was actually watering.

The taller man directed his partner onto the spanking bench and strapped him to it. He bent over him, whispering something in his ear, reaching through his legs to grab his scrotum, eliciting a hissing gasp from the bound man. He manipulated the pendant sac, speaking to the younger man in a low voice, saying something that Charlie couldn’t hear. Then he straightened, sending a house sub over to a cabinet to fetch something. When she came back, she handed him a box. Charlie’s heart stopped when she saw what he pulled out of the box. An anal plug!

Suddenly her own ass tightened up and she could barely breathe as memories assailed her. Perry Bradford, strapping her to a physician’s exam table, spreading her legs high and wide, forcing soapy, cold-water enemas into her, compelling her to hold them inside by shoving a plug up her ass. The pain from the abdominal cramping had been excruciating. The pain from the plugs even worse. And the first time he’d raped her ass, he had been so rough he’d torn her, making her bleed. Just thinking about it had her clutching her belly as a wave of nausea swept through her.

Forcing herself to remain upright, she blew a series of short, shallow panting breaths through her mouth to ward off the impending panic attack. Fighting a wave of dizziness, she gave herself a mental shake. Focus. Focus. Remember why you’re here. You need to get food and get out!

But she couldn’t move. Unable to tear her eyes away, she watched as the big man inserted first one, then two fingers into the other man’s anus, stretching him somewhat before starting to insert the plug, talking to him the entire time, giving his body time to adjust to the invasion. And it was clear that the younger man was so aroused, he was actually enjoying having his ass penetrated, something that baffled her.

Then the punishment began. Twenty swats on the bound man’s ass, blows that were so hard they could be heard above the driving, relentlessly thumping beat of the music. By the time the twentieth blow landed, the big man was drenched in sweat and his partner’s ass was a bright, fiery red. Charlotte felt hot just looking at it. Either that or it was suddenly extremely warm in here. Actually, it was extremely warm in here. So warm, in fact, she was sweating profusely and feeling slightly lightheaded.

She let out the breath she didn’t even know she’d been holding, still watching, spellbound, as the grizzly bear began turning the plug inside the man’s ass. He pulled it partway out, and released it, drawing back his hand and delivering a resounding blow along his partner’s ass crease. A blow that slammed the plug all the way back in. The smaller man screamed, but it didn’t seem to Charlie to be a scream of pain. More like ecstasy. The big man repeated the cycle nine more times, shouting as he delivered the last blow, “Come!  Come for your Daddy!” and the man’s body exploded in a series of seizure-like convulsions as cum shot from his cock all over him and the leather surface of the spanking bench.

The big Daddy Dom reached between the bound man’s legs, grabbing his cock and milking the last drops of his cum from him. Then he scooped up a big blob of it on his fingertip and held it to the other man’s mouth. “Open,” he directed. Watching those lips close around the cum-covered fingertip sent hot cream gushing between Charlie’s thighs. Holy fuck!

She watched as the big Dom released the straps binding the younger man, helping him to his feet then putting his arms around him, helping him to stand. He accepted a blanket from one of the other DM’s, draping it around his partner. Then he did something that made everyone gasp. He held the man’s head and gave him a deep kiss, claiming dominion over his mouth as he’d claimed dominion over his body. When they broke apart, there was a burst of applause, including whistles and shouts from all the DM’s as the younger man stumbled back over to the stool to put on his clothes.

As he was stamping his feet into his boots, he half turned and his gaze snagged on Charlie’s. Her heart froze. Neither one of them was able to look away. His pupils dilated, nearly obliterating his green irises, turning his eyes nearly black. With deliberate slowness he let his eyes travel up her endlessly long legs, enjoying every inch of the journey.

Stunned by the intensity of his stare, Charlie stopped breathing, stopped moving, stopped thinking. Like a butterfly pinned to a display board, she just stood there, being devoured by his gaze.

Uh-oh. Now the other Dom, the big one, the most intimidating person she’d ever seen, was looking straight at her too, both their gazes fixed on her as if she were the only other person in the room. Oh, crap. Without taking their eyes from her the two men started walking directly toward her.

Holy fuck!


BACK COVER BLURB -- Passion's Dream, Book One of The Doms of Passion Lake

When Clay “Raven” Nighthorse is offered a job as bodyguard to a woman being stalked by her vengeful ex, he’s ready to turn it down.  Until he discovers that she is the woman he met on a beach three years ago.  The woman with whom he felt an instant connection.  The woman who has been haunting his dreams ever since. 

Leah Stanhope has never forgotten the day she found her husband in bed with another woman.  Nor has she forgotten the kindness and compassion of the complete stranger who’d simply held her in his arms and let her cry herself out on a public beach.  She despairs of ever seeing him again until fate brings them together in a conflagration of desire and smoking hot passion.  Can Clay convince Leah to risk her heart?  And when her stalker finds her, will Clay be able to stop him in time?

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BACK COVER BLURB--Passion's Fury, Book Two of The Doms of Passion Lake

When Simon Rafferty finds Kylie Ferrell sleeping in her broken-down car by the side of the road near Passion Lake, Virginia, the connection between them is instantaneous and combustible.  He recognizes her as the woman he and his two brothers have been searching for all their lives.  Their lifetime submissive.  And the fact that she’s homeless, injured, and targeted by the mob?  Minor details.

 Identical triplets and former spec ops soldiers, Caleb, Simon, and Ash Rafferty are more than capable of handling anything life throws at them.  Including a sweet, sexy, lusciously curvy woman who has sworn off all men and who is clueless about the darkness of their needs and desires.  Clueless…but intrigued.  These dominant alpha males will do whatever it takes to get her into their bed, their hearts, their lives…and their dungeon.

But Kylie has secrets that put them all in deadly danger.  And when that danger catches up with her, Caleb, Simon, and Ash must launch a desperate search to find her before she is ripped from them forever.

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Julie Shelton has always loved stories, both reading and writing them, ever since she was old enough to hold a book in her hands.  One of her favorite childhood activities was smuggling books under the covers to read by flashlight after she was supposed to be asleep.

A career as a children’s librarian eventually led to her dream career as a freelance storyteller and puppeteer, a business she operated successfully for twenty-five years.  During that time she created and wrote all the original material for a monthly language arts newsletter full of poems, songs, puppet and flannel-board stories, fingerplays, and other resource material for early childhood educators.  For that endeavor she won the prestigious EDPRESS Award for the best educational newsletter of 1982.  She has also written other resource materials for preschool and early elementary teachers.

Julie lives in a suburb of Atlanta, Georgia.  Now widowed and retired, she once again has time to devote to her two favorite things—reading and writing.  “What’s not to like?” she says.  “It’s indoor work and doesn’t require a lot of heavy lifting.”  You can learn more about Julie and her works at the following sites.

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Monday, May 18, 2015

How to Net a Prince – An erotic short story - where did the heroine come from?

Hello everyone – thanks so much for stopping in. Thought I’d share how I came up with the heroine for How To Net a Prince…sometimes a story-star develops out of the strangest situations/events…like this one did. See what you think…

Where did the heroine come from for How to Net a Prince?

I read the guidelines for this series and really wanted to contribute a story, a fun erotic romance genie story, but struggled coming up with a plausible heroine. I wanted someone who not only wanted to change their life, but also wanted a new relationship. Who better to make a wish with a genie…and for *grins* a prince charming…and then…

I stopped into a grocery store for a few things. It was a slow night, not many customers. When I went to check out, the clerk looked upset, distracted, and she had a bruise by her eye. She looked to be around fortyish.

I asked if she was okay and with tears in her eyes she told me about her cheating, abusive husband. At that moment another woman clerk walked over and I overheard their conversation…she wanted the abused woman to stay with her until the husband was out of the house. They made a pact so the abused woman would be safe.

That’s all it took…and Netta was born *smiles*

How to Net a Prince is a story in the Lacey’s Lamp themed stories – published by Muse It Hot. It’s a fantasy erotic romance short that includes a wise genie named Lacey ~ here’s the blurb:

Netta’s emotionally broken, lonely, and ready to move forward, but how?
Gallant loves life, but wants someone to share it with, when?

Stars align once Netta walks into Lacey’s Lamp and makes a wish…


“Why Lacey’s Lamp?” I asked.

          “Because I’m Lacey, a genie,” she said, and then waved her arms, encompassing the whole room, “and this is my lamp. I can grant you any wish.”

          I chuckled, but Lacey remained serious. So, I pulled myself together and introduced myself, “I’m Netta, it’s nice to meet you.”

Lacey’s brows gathered as if in thought. It became a lengthy uncomfortable moment as she stood across the bar from me, mixing a drink. “Tell me about it, woman to woman.” Lacey handed me the tall, frosty glass filled with swirling shades of orange and green. “First one’s on the house.” Her brows arched and her head tilted as if she waited for me to take a drink.

          I took a quick sip from the skinny straw and words began spilling out, all about Nick, how I failed, how I was lonely, and how I felt afraid. A couple of hours I spewed, until I finally said, “I wish for a man who loves me just the way I am. Who thinks I’m amazing, who rocks my world and believes I’m the only woman in his.”

          “So, in other words, you’re more or less looking for a devoted, good looking man, who loves you. A real prince charming, am I right?”

          “Yeah, do you think you could order up a tall, dark, and handsome one of those for take-out?”

“Your wish is my command.” She winked at me and walked away.

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