A 1Night Stand Story
Release Date:  March 3, 2012

Martin Baird is perfectly content in his safe, predictable job as head concierge for Castillo Resorts, but when a handsome stranger whisks him away for a night of tropical escapades—first visiting an isolated gay bar then to a secluded beach where erotic delights await—Martin’s world is thrown upside down. He’s never met a man like Garret Fisher, but it seems he has been waiting for a night like this all his life.

Could something truly beautiful come out of this accidental meeting? Or was it really not an accident at all?

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Release Date: January 11, 2012

Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful but curious princess by the name of Elena. Whilst exploring the secret pleasures of her favorite toy near a well by the palace, she lost her toy down the deep well. When a frog appears, offering to rescue her toy if she promises to become his friend and playmate, Elena makes the bargain. For surely, a promise to a frog will not need to be kept!

If only the princess knew that keeping her promises will bring her pleasures beyond her wildest dreams…because sometimes, when you kiss a frog, there’s a sexy prince inside. And not only will she get a husband...but his gorgeous footman, too!

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PIP'S BOXING DAY WISH  Naughty North Pole Book Two
Release date:December 14, 2011

All Pip wanted when he came to the North Pole as one of Santa’s elves was to belong. He thought he would finally find acceptance by his peers after Santa’s sister Ms. Claus selected him and two elves for a wild night of debauchery on Christmas Eve. Unfortunately, the morning after the hot four-way, it seems Pip’s reputation has gone from juvenile delinquent to slut.

And to make matters worse, the sexy green-eyed elf Erik appears determined to ignore him despite their Christmas Eve connection. When Santa sends Pip on a special assignment with Erik on Boxing Day, will it be the most awkward day of his life or will Pip get the wish nearest and dearest to his heart?

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MS. CLAUS'S LIST  Naughty North Pole Book One
Release Date: Nov 22, 2011

I am Ms. Claus.

Note the Ms. not the Mrs.?

Santa is my twin brother…not sure how the married rumor got started, eeew!...but he runs the North Pole except for that one most magical night of the year: Christmas Eve. When Santa is away, the elves will play. With me, if they’re lucky enough to be picked from my List.

Please, no nice elves need apply. Because I really want to find out how naughty you can be! 

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A 1Night Stand Story
Release Date: July 31, 2011

Travis hired 1 Night Stand hoping for a hot encounter with a sexy older, hairy man, someone to make him feel safe and cherished, and John looks custom made to order.

After losing his partner three years ago, John needs to learn how to open his heart and live again. He thinks a one night stand in the Caribbean might be the answer, but when he sees the young, thin and much smaller Travis, he thinks the agency sent the wrong man.

Can desire overcome misunderstanding when these two bear it all? Or will both men walk away from exactly what they need and desire?

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Release date: November 27,2010

It's Christmas Eve and Adam has a special gift for Paul--himself, wrapped in a big red bow.

Blindfolded and ready for a magical holiday, Adam anxiously waits for his boyfriend to come and unwrap him. Just when he thinks their date has been forgotten, the door bursts open and his lover arrives.

They have the best sex of Adam’s life, but afterward Paul disappears before Adam can catch his breath or remove the blindfold. Left with only the memory of a tender kiss, a mysterious Santa hat, and a tray of half-eaten cookies, Adam soon discovers his lover was not who he thought it was...


A sudden thumping on the roof had Adam straightening up, though he could see nothing other than a faint rainbow flicker of Christmas tree lights along the edges of the necktie he’d used in lieu of a blindfold. Must be the snow shifting as it melted. The building was so poorly constructed that the heat from his apartment caused the snow to melt from the bottom out, skyrocketing his electric bill. Crappy apartment. No wonder Paul couldn’t wait to vacate their building the moment he got a big promotion with its big pay increase. The promotion which caused his boyfriend to be more than just absent these last few weeks, but a virtual stranger.
The snow shifted again. Adam dismissed the continued creaking and let out a weary sigh when the clock chimed for the half hour. His heart sank.
Paul wasn’t coming.
That hurt far more than he cared to admit.
Adam cursed. He was a dip-shit for blindfolding himself and spreading out over the couch for the last half hour, his bare ass in the air. The damn ribbon seemed pretty stupid all of a sudden, too. Maybe he would just eat all the cookies Kathy left out for Santa. And the box in the pantry. Hell, in his state of mind, maybe he’d even eat Aunt Edna’s fruitcake.
With a depressed sigh, he straightened up and reached for his blindfold.
Suddenly an incredibly warm burst of air rushed from the fireplace and whipped around his naked body. His nostrils filled with the scent of peppermint and vanilla.
“What the…?” Adam’s heart skipped. He shuddered hard and his head snapped toward the source of the wind, the bells on the tree answering with a tinny jingle. Before his brain could process the bizarre phenomenon in his fireplace, there was a whooshing sound and the slam of a door.
“Paul?” His voice held a tremor of uncertainty.
A sharp, masculine intake of breath was the only answer.

Release date: October 23, 2010

You'll never think of Ichabod Crane the same way again!

Ichabod Crane, town schoolmaster and self-proclaimed supernatural expert, wants to better his situation by marrying the wealthy Katrina Van Tassel. But, there is a rival for her attentions.

Local hero, Brom Bones.

Brom lives to torment and tease Ichabod, leaving the schoolmaster wondering if he is more interested in besting his rival than winning Katrina’s hand. Especially when each time Ichabod goes into the backroom of his favorite tavern – a place men can be men – and his imagination conjures Brom's face on every lover.

Late one night, Ichabod is chased by the legendary Headless Horseman. Terrified the ghost wants his head, he tries to outrun the specter. To his horror, he is taken captive by the evil spirit.
Ichabod awakens, naked and tied to a bed, only to discover the Headless Horseman is none other than his rival Brom Bones! Brom confesses that Ichabod has been haunting his own fantasies and he vows to make Ichabod Crane his in every way.

Ichabod wants to believe the pleasure Brom offers comes from his heart, but he is afraid it is another one of Brom’s tricks.

Though surely an enemy's touch has never felt like this...

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Release date: August 1, 2010

You never know what might happen on the way to Grandmother's house!

Red was a simple girl until Grandmother gave her a red riding cloak. She felt especially pretty in her new cloak, but the temptation to feel all that luxurious velvet pressed to her naked flesh was just too great.

Now, something has awakened inside Red. A persistent ache that she doesn't know quite how to relieve. Red decides to use her Tuesday walks to dear old Grandmother's as an opportunity to sample all of the delights the local men have to offer, in a journey to find the one man that can satisfy her.

But Red is not aware that two magical creatures have taken a special interest in her naughty escapades or that true pleasure just might be found at the hand of a master in wolf's clothing!


As Red took her basket of goodies and strolled through the woods, she ran her hands over the rich velvet of the cloak. Trailing her fingers down and over her breasts and stomach felt especially wonderful. She often touched herself this way but never before had she wanted to know what such softness might feel pressed against all of her skin. It was a sinful thought, indeed, but it made her heart skip.
Making up her mind, she found a secluded area beneath the boughs of two old pines and spread the cloak on the ground. Without any thought to propriety at all—for Red was spoilt and girls like her had only the ability to think about their own wants-- she undressed completely. The cool air of the forest caressed her body and puckered her budding breasts. It sent strange shivers up her back, though her skin was actually warmer than usual. Perhaps it was the anticipation of feeling the velvet on her skin.
Eagerly she knelt down. The ground beneath the cloak was cushioned with fallen leaves and felt wonderfully pleasant. Lying on her side, she wrapped her body up in all the rich, red velvet. She laughed aloud at the sinfully delicious feel of the rich fabric on her nipples. She rolled onto her stomach next, reveling in the decadent softness, the feel of the ground teasing her nipples into stiff points.
The soft fabric and the pressure on her breasts awakened a fluttering in Red’s stomach, then a small ache between her thighs. She liked the feelings and used the cloak to stroke her belly and touch her breasts. She could almost imagine it was another person touching her.
She did not know where such a thought had come from but she liked that, too.
As Red lay on her back, her heartbeat quickening in a most curious way, the small ache between her thighs grew more noticeable until it began to feel like a throbbing. The more Red played with her breasts, the more persistent the sensation became. When she pinched a nipple the throbbing turned into a sharp, stabbing sensation. She wondered what she should do about it because it was growing almost painful.
If one hurts an arm or leg they rub the skin to make it feel better, Red mused. Perhaps I should try the same with this curious new ache.
Leaving one hand playing with a breast, for the velvet on the nipple felt so lovely, Red opened her legs. To her surprise, the flesh down there was weeping and hot.
Curious, she pulled back her hand and looked at the clear liquid in surprise.
How peculiar.
She dipped her fingers into the wet skin again, deciding the ache was more important than the origin of this wetness. The folds were hot. Fiery even. Red began massaging gently, spreading the new wetness. Mother always called this part of her body a flower, but just then Red did not think the skin felt like a flower at all. It was silky like her cloak but firm in one spot like the ground she was lying on.
The rubbing felt good and soon she was concentrating her attentions to the bump of flesh between the folds since that seemed to be the cause of her tenderness. She stroked it and pressed on it, desperate to make the sensation go away.
But strangely the more she touched herself the stronger the feeling became. Her vision started to blur. Her breathing became shallow. She tugged on her nipple and, to her surprise, more wetness surged from her body.
It was then she realized that she had incorrectly labeled the feeling as pain. It was not a pain, rather a hunger. Not a hunger for food but a hunger nonetheless. For what, she was unsure.

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