Ten rough and ready stories about men who take the lead and adventurous women. 'Take Me' features original erotica from Lucy Salisbury, Sommer Marsden, Rose de Fer, Tenille Brown, Giselle Renarde and many more. Another sexy short story collection from Mischief Books. When Alice meets a charismatic stranger on a train, she's introduced to a special brand of corrective public shame... On the porch of her new home, Maggie's feet don't touch the ground when a local tom cat takes a fancy to her... Julie is an investigator hot on the trail of a wayward wife who's in danger of being handled like the suspect... Other sexy short story collections from Mischief Books include: Come Play With Me: An Erotica Collection Sex and the Stranger: A Collection of Casual Fun

A hot erotica collection about being in control, or needing to serve. 'Captivated' includes original erotica stories from Justine Elyot, Lolita Lopez, Charlotte Stein, Aishling Morgan and Lisette Ashton. Another hot short story collection from Mischief Books. Kinky role play is where deeply rooted fantasies come to life, exploring domination and submission. Punishment, discipline and shame all play their part while masters, mistresses and slaves find a thrilling satisfaction in their unique roles. These stories venture into the minds and hearts of sensual servitude. Other hot short story collections from Mischief Books include: Forever Bound: Stories of Seduction and Submission Confessions: Tales of Female Misbehaviour

The mind has the power to save us from depravity...or to drive us further to it From hypnotic highs to paranormal possession, "Naked Delirium" delves deep into the human psyche to celebrate sex in altered states Five twisted tales, all lusciously illustrated by Giorgio Verona.

A collection of 13 stories by Sommer Marsden. Proceeds benefit the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network. CONTENTS: Making Me Do Things Boil or Bake Anal Alley Pagoda You Make a Dead Man Come Sugar Good With His Hands Smokehouse Lush Buns Reclaiming Spring Things That Go Bump in the Night Dying for Love Intruder

Coming Together: Hungry for Love is a collection of zombie-themed erotic fiction edited by the fabulous Sommer Marsden. Sales proceeds benefit the American Diabetes Association. Reviews posted at the point of sale are very much appreciated, as are blog posts, tweets (@Coming_Together), and social networking updates. Every little bit helps Coming Together sell more books and raise more money for charity Thank you for supporting erotic altruism. NOTE: This purchase also entitles you to a digital (ebook) copy of this title. Simply forward your receipt to the publisher via the email address below, and a ZIPped file containing PDF, EPUB, MOBI, and LIT formats will be attached and returned. Publisher: Coming Together (erotic.cocktail at] gmail dot] com)

It's romance at its finest, eXcessica style With handsome heroes and spunky heroines (or sometimes two very hot heros or two sexy heroines ) no matter the hardships, misconceptions or tragedy, the happy ending will win out. And you'll get to watch it all unfold in exciting, steamy eXcesso-vision. You'll definitely get your happy-ever-after moment--and so very much more--over and over in this baker's dozen anthology. Stories included by: Selena Kitt, Sommer Marsden, Chelsea Fox, Emma Hillman, Saskia Walker, Kiki Howell, Brooke Adams, Erin O'Riordan, Bekki Lynn, J.M. Snyder, Vanessa Vrialdi and Vivian Vincent. Warnings: This title contains graphic language, sex, and a plethora of happily ever afters

The heat of summer brings you the best in steamy erotica, a sultry collection to make you break into a wanton, feverish sweat. This one's a fiery scorcher, an exciting, wild ride, page after page. So come take a HOT vacation with your favorite eXcessica authors in this sexy, seasonal anthology, bringing you the best of all things summer ------- This ten story anthology includes stories from Sommer Marsden, Sabb, Jennifer Campbell, Mallory Path, J.M. Snyder, Savannah Reardon, Stone Franks, Dakota Trace, Molly Wens and Selena Kitt. ------- EXCERPT (From "The Scavenger Hunt" by Savannah Reardon): Dena sat nervously on the couch, her body still vibrating from the thundering music and bass of the concert. Despite her anxious request to be taken home, Evan had brought her back to his apartment. Dena was secretly glad he had ignored her request, but the idea of what might happen while she was alone with him had her shivering with anxiety. A warm-blooded male differed greatly from vibrating silicone. Evan strode into the room and handed Dena a beer. "I thought you could probably use this, it'll help relax you. You look like you are about to jump out of your skin." Dena thankfully took the offered beer and quickly drank it down in large gulps. "Are you that scared of being with me?" Evan reached out and brushed a stray strand of hair away from Dena's face. "I've just never..." Dena trailed off, not wanting to admit she was still a virgin. Evan laughed softly and took the empty beer can from Dena's hand and sat it on the table. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle." A myriad of thoughts swirled through Dena's mind as Evan leaned in and brushed his lips across hers. Why me? How could it be possible? Evan is a gorgeous hunk and I am just... fat. How could he want me? The thoughts in her mind dimmed as Evan's tongue licked across her lips before pushing insistently against hers, seeking entrance to her sultry mouth. His tongue swept around hungrily inside her mouth, igniting her desire. His hand cupped her heavy breast through her shirt. Despite being insulated by the material of her bra and shirt, her nipples still managed to make their presence known, poking through and begging for attention. She gasped as the palm of his hand rubbed seductively against one peak. Her body experienced a jumble of sensation. Nervousness still dwelled in the pit of her belly, but it was slowly being extinguished by quivers of arousal. Alien feelings of pleasure invaded her as his palm caressed her nipple. Her breathing came faster as his mouth took possession of hers, devouring her in his hunger...

Whether it's werewolves, vampires, shapeshifters, angels, ghosts or aliens-these are stories with all of those strange and wonderfully sexy creatures that fascinate the human psyche Come on a spicy, paranormal journey that ventures into titillating realms bound only the imaginations of your favorite eXcessica authors ------- A dozen stories included in this volume by Wynter O'Reilly, Selena Kitt, D.B. Story, Sommer Marsden, J.M. Snyder, Dakota Trace, Piers Anthony, Roxanne Rhoads, Elise Hepner, Darcy Sweet, Christabel Rouseau and Erin O'Riordan. ------- From OVERKILL by Roxanne Rhoads: "How many times do I have to kill you before you get it through that thick vampire skull of yours that I don't want to be your girlfriend anymore?" I asked Simon as he stood nonchalantly on my porch while the cold winter wind blew a blizzard of snowflakes all around him, yet he still managed to look hot and sexy as ever. Asshole. God, breaking up with the undead was murder. Literally. I had killed Simon five times already. Ok, obviously I hadn't kill-killed him since he was currently standing on my porch looking somehow sexy and slightly forlorn at the same time. Damn. I never could resist his charm. That's why I had killed him five times already- I always took him back then he did something else to set me off and I had to stake him all over again. This last time...I hoped it really fucking hurt when I shoved that damn stake into his chest. After listening to that blonde go on and on, through a three hour lecture, about what a fabulous lover my boyfriend was the night before, I just had to drive a stake into him. Sure she didn't know he was my boyfriend, she was actually chatting with her friends behind me, and I was pretty sure he didn't actually do her-it was just part of the vampire thrall that made her experience such pleasure and then her mind recalled whatever it wanted to fill in the blanks to account for that pleasure-but still sitting there knowing she was talking about my man. Oh. My. God. By the end of the lecture, I was ready to stake her. "Bloody hell, Vanessa, you going to let me in or what? I am freezing my bollocks off out here," he said gruffly still standing in the cold night air while I stood in the warmth of my house. "Oh all right." I stood aside so he could come in. Not that he really needed an invitation; he'd been there a million times. He was just being polite. "So tell me luv, why are you so damn brassed off at me this time? You know one more inch to the left and I'd be dead for real. Ashes. How would you feel then?" he asked as he shrugged off his long leather coat. The warm air and swish of his leather being tossed onto the sofa brought his delicious scent my way. Why did he always smell so damn irresistible? "Oh, I don't know, maybe it's the fact that every time I so much as turn my back, you're sinking your fangs-or other body parts-into whatever buxom blonde comes along." I huffed and turned away from him. His hands grasped my shoulders and I felt his breath on my neck, "Come now poppet, you know I have to eat to survive and these women are just food. You know I'm faithful to you. It's only my fangs that penetrate anyone else." "But it's so intimate." I pouted. God, I hated being such a jealous freak but this man-this vampire-drove me insane. I hated the thought of any piece of him inside anyone else. "Why can't you be like Donatello and get blood from the blood banks?" Simon made a sound of disgust, "You know that stuff is awful. I hate it. I've been drinking from the vein for over three hundred years. Taking it from a plastic bag is quite disgusting. I'm sorry luv, not even for you can I survive off that vile, cold blood." "Fine but do you always have to pick such beautiful blood donors? And give them such pleasure? If I have to listen to one more little campus coed going on and on about you I am going to stake myself "

If the spirit and magic of the winter season wasn't enough to keep you warm as the weather turns cold, you can count on the erotica in this spicy anthology to do the trick So let it snow, and curl up with your favorite eXcessica authors and this sexy, seasonal anthology, bringing you the best of all things winter ------- Stories included from: Sommer Marsden, Kiki Howell, Mallory Path, Phillip Sweeny, Paul McDermott, J.M. Snyder, Alessia Brio and Will Belegon, Giselle Renarde, Rachelle Le Monnier, Saskia Walker and Selena Kitt. ------- EXCERPT (From "Gridlocked" by Saskia Walker): Jo had been looking at what was apparently my cute little bottom. I didn't allow myself time to think about the fact I was going to be the naked one in this equation. I just responded while the buzz from her statement helped me along, unbuttoning my fly and pushing my jeans and my underwear down my thighs. My hands were shaking as I stepped out of the clothing and kicked them aside. Jo nodded approvingly and then moved her fingers in a walking action, indicating I should turn around. Face burning, I turned around quickly. It was only the fact that she was looking at me with hungry eyes that made me brave enough to do it. I flicked my hair back over my shoulders, counting to ten to level myself. When I glanced back at Nigel I could see he was turned on. That helped, a lot. "You two are amazing," he said. "It's nice to be appreciated," Jo quipped. Then she growled n her throat and issued me an instruction. "Get on the bed, open your legs and show Nigel your gorgeous pussy." Oh boy. She was looking at me right there and began to strip off her clothes as she urged me on. "Come on, don't keep us waiting." I could barely drag my attention away from her body as it was being revealed, watching her as I moved onto the bed and rested back against the pillows. Then I cursed aloud, because Nigel was right there, watching me avidly. The bulge in his jeans assured me that this was distracting him from any damaged ego he might have had. Jo climbed onto the bed beside me, her bare breasts swaying gently as she settled. "Open wide," she said and stroked me from breast bone to clit, before splaying my pussy lips with two fingers. I had to shut my eyes before I opened my legs. "Oh yes, so wet, aren't you, lover?" Moving her fingers over the slippery surface of my exposed pussy, she resisted her free hand on my chest, holding me steady.