Edible Delights Anthology, Volume 2
Contributing
Authors: Imogene Nix, Seanna Smythe,
Bianca Sarble, Kate Belle & Alysha Ellis
Genres: Contemporary Romance, Erotic Romance, Futuristic Romance,
Historical Romance, Paranormal Romance, Regency Romance
Publisher: Secret Cravings Publishing
Release Date:
July 17, 2013
Heat Level: Sizzling
Word Count: 76,000
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Story Descriptions & Author Bios
The Chocolate Affair - Imogene Nix
Deanna has one love. The Scheherazade Chocolate Factory.
When it’s bought out by an off world consortium, they send someone to inspect
their purchase.
JD Ruan is their expert investigator. But JD has a
secret. He’s a demon. And not just any kind of demon –a Pleasure Demon.
Secrets, abilities and hidden truths will find their way…
especially when chocolate is involved.
Author Bio
A mother of two, compulsive reader and bookstore owner. She
lives in regional Queensland, Australia with her husband, 2 daughters, dog,
cats and prize winning chooks. She has a particular fondness for Vampires, Star
Ship Captains and things that go bump in the night.
She is also a firm believer in writing what you enjoy…
something she strictly adheres to!
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My Lord’s Table - Alysha Ellis
Gently-bred Susan Brody arrives in 18th century London
starving, penniless and desperate to find a job. When a chance-met acquaintance
offers to help, Susan happily accepts a position as housekeeper in the home of
Lord Winslade.
But the position is not what she expects it to be. She is
greeted by a grim manservant, who locks her in a room and orders her to wear
the scandalous costume she finds there.
She is forced to attend an erotic banquet of carnal and
epicurean delights, presided over by the darkly sinister Lord Winslade.
Susan’s expectations of domestic service shatter as she
is seduced into fulfilling appetites of an entirely different order.
Author Bio
Alysha Ellis lives in Australia on a diet that consists
entirely of chocolate, champagne and strawberries. She write stories your
mother would never let you read, even now that you're all grown up - but what
Mama don't know can't hurt her.
Live on the wild side a little. Her motto is always,Bad
girls have all the fun!
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Never On A Sundae - Seanna Smythe:
Delicious delights you’ve dreamed of but Never on a
Sundae.He was confident that what he was about to ask for wouldn’t be your
average ice cream dream.
Evie doesn’t believe love is forever, so when things get
a little too hot with Sydney-sider, Aidan, she disappears to Newcastle and buys
an ice-cream parlor, Never on a Sundae. But fate conspires against her when
Aidan rides into town on his Harley looking for a unique idea for an ice cream
cake for his brother’s bachelor party. Can Aidan melt Evie’s heart?
Author Bio:
A little naughty and a whole lot nice, Seanna Smythe
writes 3-chilli-hot romance with heart. Sizzling heroes and playful heroines,
each with a story to tell, will take you on the adventure of lifetime with a
guaranteed happy ending.Take my hand and walk with me…
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Flavor Of The Month - Bianca Sarble:
When Cate Gallagher thinks
her day can't get any worse, Patrick Garrett comes along to prove her wrong.
The sexy stranger awakens her long forgotten libido but she knows from past
experiences his type is best avoided at all costs.
Patrick is sure the
chemistry between them will set the sheets on fire, if only she would give him
a chance. He hatches a seduction plan to show her exactly how right they could
be.
But getting the girl isn't
the only obstacle to their Happy Ever After. Misunderstandings and assumptions
bring their heat level to boiling point and threaten to scorch their love.
Can Cate overcome her past
and let Patrick show her she's not just the Flavour Of The Month?
Author Bio
Once upon a time, in a land called Australia, there lived
a delightful young girl named Bianca who loved to read. As she grew older, her
sarcastic tendencies and warped sense of humor became evident, as did her
preference for raunchy romances.
Now, as well as reigning over their 1/4 acre kingdom with
the handsome Prince that stole her heart and feeding their ever-growing
children, she not only reads everything she can, but pens her own deliciously
sexy stories.
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The Banquet - Kate Belle:
Unattractive and lonely James is a chef and restaurant
owner who is obsessed with Sheba, a sexy celebrity chef famous for her
aphrodisiac recipes which have saved James from a life of involuntary celibacy.
James has studied Sheba’s recipes and created the ultimate in aphrodisiac
desserts – chilli and rose infused chocolate – a recipe that never fails to
lure women into his lonely bed.
James takes the opportunity to meet Sheba at a book
signing during the Sydney Writers Festival and woos her with a gift of his
chocolates. Sheba finds James’ special dessert irresistible and exchanges a
night of pleasure for the recipe. Two months later James receives an invitation
to Sheba’s annual banquet, a mysterious event everyone who’s anyone in the
hospitality industry is aware of but knows little about. Nervous and out of his
depth, James attends and is introduced to a world where the boundaries between
food and sex are entirely blurred.
Author Bio
Kate writes dark, sensual contemporary women’s fiction.
She lives, writes and loves in Melbourne, juggling her strange, secret affairs
with her male characters with her much loved partner and daughter, and a
menagerie of neurotic pets. She holds a tertiary qualification in chemistry,
half a diploma in naturopathy and a diploma in psychological astrology. Kate
believes in living a passionate life and has ridden a camel through the
Australian desert, fraternised with hippies in Nimbin, had a near birth
experience and lived on nothing but porridge and a carrot for 3 days.
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The
Chocolate Affair Excerpt #1 by Imogene Nix
His first view of Deanna
McCalchy had taken in the glorious lush curves and midnight hair as she shook
it free of the ugly confining hat she wore. Her blue dress molded to her body
while the heat of instant arousal suffused him.
Now here stood a true goddess. The
thought took him by surprise. He hadn’t thought in those terms for over a
hundred years.
His small exclamation of
interest had taken her by surprise and she had slipped. He moved with his
preternatural speed extending his hands and catching her before she hit the
floor.
As one of the two owners of
Rustafan, he kept a low profile. He didn’t want his father’s minions to know
where he and his sister, Entara, were. They had taken on Christabel as their
media spokesperson well before she’d become Entara’s lover. This afforded them
a gratefully accepted anonymity.
It was a habit to hide his
personal life from others. Right now, he embraced the freedom that afforded him
to scan the woman in his arms, feel the weight of her body.
She watched him silently while
he righted her.
“Hello, what have I found here?
A pleasure princess from Piero?” Knowing that the business mainly transacted
with the pleasure planets, the words slipped out. He cringed as soon as he
heard them. But she didn’t take offense at his words—at least not vocally,
though a red tide crept over her cheeks.
“I don’t know who you are. But
this is a restricted zone.” Her soft words of censure made him smile even as
she gazed into his eyes. She was off balance, all the better for him to find
out how the factory worked and maybe about her too. He shook himself mentally.
That wasn’t why he was here.
“That’s okay, I’m supposed to
be here.”
“And why are you supposed to be
here?” Her words betrayed her interest, but he detected no knowledge of him in her
mind and let the tension release from his muscles.
“I’ve been sent here to assess
Scheherazade.” He held out one of his hands, and as she clasped it he felt a
jolt of recognition, leaving him breathless for just a second. “I’m JD Ruan.”
“Oh heavens.” Her face pinked
slightly again and he grinned, though he worked to contain his amusement at her
old-fashioned comment.
Flavor
Of The Month Excerpt #2 Bianca Sarble
What was it about this man that
made her laugh? She wanted to stay mad, but it seemed impossible whenever he
was around. It didn’t hurt that he looked like a GQ cover model or that his
voice sent shivers down her spine, but the kicker was the warmth in his smile.
“Okay, come in. I’ll grab some
coffee.”
While she worked on the coffee,
Patrick put the flowers on the counter before perusing the sample tray. “So,
what are we tasting tonight?”
Cate froze. Cake. He’s talking about cake, not body
parts. “Carolyn said she wanted something different, so we have the cherry mud
cake, Tia Maria mud cake, Cookies & Cream, chocolate mud cake and last but
not least, butterscotch with its own caramel icing.”
“I’m guessing that’s your
favorite right?”
“My favorite is all of them.
It’s too hard to choose just one.”
As she approached the table
with the coffee, he surprised her again by coming around and pulling her chair
out for her. His body heat radiated against her back and she had to stop
herself leaning into his muscular chest. She gave herself a mental slap to pull
her professional mask back in place as she sat. She broke off a piece of her
first selection with a fork and offered the handle to him.
“This is the cherry mud cake. I
have a recipe for a cream cheese icing that sets it off perfectly.”
Keeping his gaze on hers, he
folded his fingers around her hand and guided the fork to his mouth. He hummed
and licked his lips as the flavor exploded in his mouth, drawing her attention
to his very lickable lips. Maybe she should have served ice water instead of
coffee because she certainly didn’t need to heat things up.
My
Lord’s Table Excerpt #1 Alysha Ellis
Susan
turned her head. His dark eyes focused
entirely on her. The debauchery happening a few feet away didn’t distract him
for a second. “I’ve led a very sheltered life, Lord Winslade. Perhaps if I knew
more of the world and its risks, I wouldn’t have found myself in a position
where I am dependent on your good nature for my safety.”
“You
are mistaken, my dear. I did not say I had a good nature.” His mouth twisted in
a self-disparaging sneer.
“But
you did promise me I would be safe. Does your promise hold only if I leave the
room?” She dragged in a deep breath and let it go in a rush. “I would like to
stay a little longer I think.”
Lord
Winslade’s eyebrows rose.He regarded her intently. She met his gaze, refusing
to look away. No matter what she had been brought up to believe, her old life
was over. If she had to live in a new world, in a new level of society, then
she needed to know how it functioned.
One of
the other women leapt onto the table and began to remove her clothing. A burst
of laughter and loud clapping rang out from the assembled guests. Susan
gestured toward them. “I believed sexual relations were unpleasant for women.
Clearly my information is incorrect.”
His
lips relaxed into a curve. He reached out a strong finger and placed it under
her chin, tipping it up, subjecting her face to scrutiny. “Estelle Milthorpe is
a self-serving fool, but she has sent me something of more value than she could
have known.” He dropped his hand and leaned back in his seat. “By all means
observe what happens here tonight.” His voice dropped. “You may learn more
about your own nature.”
She
stared into his dark eyes.Something fluttered in her chest. She wanted him to
touch her again. Her breasts felt tight and hot.She wondered how they’dfeel if
he put his lips on them, to have him reveal the mysteries making these people
behave so outrageously.
In the
few moments her attention had been held by Lord Winslade the gathering had lost
any pretension of decorum. A couple openly fornicated on the table. The woman
lay on her back amid the debris of the meal, the man working away above her,
his bare buttocks pumping. With each downward push the crowd cheered. Suddenly,
the man stiffened and pulled back on his knees.
Susan
watched in dry mouthed amazement as a rope of white fluid fountained out from
the rigid pole of flesh thrusting out in front of him. It pumped and spurted.A
well-endowed woman ripped down her bodice to allow the liquid to splash onto
her bared breasts. With a roar of approval, the crowd watched as two men
grabbed her and licked her clean.
The
heat in Susan’s cheeks spread, turning into strange, pulsing warmth suffusing
downward through her body.She shifted restlessly on her chair. Winslade leaned
in closer.His warm, masculine scent raised the temperature another degree or
two. “You’re enjoying this,” he said.She shivered as his breath teased her ear.
“I
shouldn’t,” she replied. “I know it’s wrong, sinful…”
“Only
if someone is being forced against her will,” he said. “Here there is only
willing participation in pleasure.”
“But
society says…”
He
spoke with cool assertiveness. “I am not concerned with the strictures of
petty-minded prudes.”
Never
On A Sundae Excerpt #2 Seanna Smythe
“Do we have to talk about this now?” She trailed a hand down
his chest, across the muscles of his abdomen.
Aidan caught her hand and drew it back up to his chest,
anchoring it there. “Yes,” he said as he raised her hand to his lips to kiss
the tips of her fingers.
“We don’t get much business through the door anymore. The franchise
two blocks up can do milkshakes and sundaes far cheaper than I can. They’ve
branched out into ice cream cakes too.” She stretched languidly against him
before hooking her leg across his to stroke his calf with her foot. “It’s time
to move on.”
“So, there’s nothing to stop you coming back to Sydney with
me for the weekend?” She started to pull away from him, so he lifted her onto
him to keep her there, one hand on her back, the other stroking the delicious
mounds of her ass. “Please, Evie? Jacqui would love the company. I’m pretty
sure she’ll want to discuss the dos and don’ts of the buck’s night with you.”
“I haven’t agreed to do the buck’s night.” Evie started to
move her hips against him as he grew hard again beneath her. “All I want right
now is you.”
He smacked the firm, round cheek under his hand. “Stop
wriggling! You’re distracting me.”
Raising her torso just enough to tease his chest with her
budded nipples, she looked him square in the eye. “You’re so easy to
distract…so responsive.” She slid against him to prove her point. Her head
dipped toward his, her eyes fixed firmly on his mouth.
Aidan saw the kiss coming. He turned his head away so her
lips fell on his cheek instead. He groaned when she took the opportunity to nip
his earlobe as she slid a hand between their bodies to stroke the head of his
growing erection.
“Evie!” Desperation edged his voice. He shifted beneath her
and heaved up to flip her onto her back. Before she had time to struggle, he
had her arms pinned in one large hand above her head, his leg across hers to
keep them down, while his other hand gripped her chin, gently but firmly
forcing her gaze to his. “I’ve missed you—your energy, your company, your mess
around my place. Come home, please?”
Distracted, his grip on her hands loosened as he trailed a
finger down her silky cheek. He leaned in to kiss the corners of her eyes.
“Just for the weekend?”
Trailing his lips down her cheek, he followed a path across
her chin into the valley between her breasts. “For however long you like.”
Evie’s fingers massaged his scalp through his thick, dark
hair. She arched against him as his fingers stroked, pinched their way to the
warmth between her thighs. “With you, on the Harley?”
He chuckled against the soft swell of her abdomen. “Is there
any other way?”
“Then yes, when do we leave?”
Aidan lifted his head to stare at her. “Yes?” He shifted so
they were lying side by side again. “All it took was offering a ride on the
Harley? I should’ve thought of making the offer six months ago.”
The
Banquet Extract #1 Kate Belle
Sheba tentatively picked out a
chocolate and pressed it to her outstretched tongue. James felt the familiar
tug in his groin. Every one of Sheba’s movements elicited raw lust in him. How
did she do it, he wondered, wishing he could adjust the bulge in his jeans
without her noticing.
When Sheba opened her eyes they
were aflame. She licked her glistening lips.
“How do you make these? I must
know.”
James smiled apologetically. “It’s a secret.
I’m afraid if I told you, I’d have to kill you.”
Sheba frowned, pouting
prettily. He could see she was used to having her own way. She picked another
chocolate from the box, thrusting it between her lips and sucking
enthusiastically. James watched her cheeks hollow as her tongue worked the
delicacy against the roof of her mouth. She closed her eyes and a flush came to
her cheeks. As he’d expected, the recipe stirred desire within her. He was
delighted the concoction worked as well on Sheba as it did on more ordinary
women.
When she opened her eyes she
gazed at him from under long lashes, a sexy smile turning up the corners of her
mouth.
“But you will tell me,” she
crooned, reaching up to stroke a solitary finger over his adam’s apple to the
hollow at the base of his throat, “since I inspired the recipe, I think I
deserve to know, yes?”
A swoon threatened to swallow
James whole. He rested his fingers on the edge of the table to steady himself.
As he gazed into Sheba’s round eyes a wondrous realization dawned upon him. He
held all the cards here. He had something she badly wanted and could probably
ask whatever price he wanted for it. He watched, captivated, as she took
another chocolate, placed it seductively on her pink tongue, and made little
moaning noises as she chewed on it. All he wanted right then was to bury
himself in Sheba’s generous mouth.
“Perhaps you could persuade me in some way. . .”
James held his breath, feeling
his heart pound in his chest, wondering if he’d been too bold. Sheba surveyed
him, tapping her index finger against a plump bottom lip as she considered his
proposition. A slow, sensual smile spread across her face.
“I can be terribly persuasive.”
Sheba stuck two fingers over the waistband of his jeans and pulled his pelvis
toward her. “Perhaps you’d like to come back to my hotel room and I’ll try to
prise the secret out of you.”
Sudden heat rushed to James’
cheeks. This was more than he dared wish for. He blessed the power of his
secret Mexican chili as he nodded his assent. He’d share the recipe with her,
but not the species of chili he used. He’d searched long and hard to find it,
the chili was rare, and he wasn’t about to give the knowledge away for a quick
fuck in a hotel, not even with the woman of his dreams. The chili was the only
thing that gave him power over women, including Sheba.
“I’d love to be persuaded. Just
don’t torture me.”
She cupped his face in both her
hands, leaning in closer so he could smell her minty breath.
“Darling, pleasure is far more
persuasive than pain.”
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