Meet the cast of my Viking story!

Today I’m writing about my Viking story – Ásgeirr and the Tree of Life – at the group blog for Conquests: an Anthology of Smoldering Viking Romance

Drop by to meet my characters in the flesh (so to speak), and to read a sexy excerpt!

And stay tuned – in the next few days I plan to share the soundtrack for my story.

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The Final Countdown

… apologies to those of you who now have the Europe song stuck in your head. That’s called an earworm, by the way, a tune that you just can’t shake. See? You do learn something new every day. You’re welcome.

Anyway, now that we’ve moved past earworms…VIKINGS!

Yes, the “final countdown” is to the 14 July release of Conquests: An Anthology of Smoldering Viking Romance! It’s currently available for pre-order, for a special introductory price of $0.99 – a steal, I tell you!

Isn’t the cover gorgeous?

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It was designed by Bibi Rizer, one of the Conquests contributors and a talented cover designer in her own right. Bibi even made a video on the cover development process, for all you design geeks out there.

While you’re waiting for the Vikings to make landfall, you can check out our Pinterest board full of Viking-related hotness and our blog, too. From now until the release date, we’re posting excerpts from each of the 13 sexy, sexy stories. You can win prizes just by commenting! Hope to see you there 🙂

More about Conquests: An Anthology of Smoldering Viking Romance:

Vikings. Fierce warriors who terrified all in their path as they raided and marauded during Europe’s Dark Ages.

But these rough men from a rugged land were also sailors, explorers, craftsmen, and highly sought after mercenaries.

Conquests will transport you to the realm of fantasy where such fearsome and loyal men are relentless, potent lovers. Whether the lady of the keep demands a few stolen hours of pleasure with a captured Viking warrior or the handsome Northman is the one seducing his captive, you will find plenty of lusty adventures in settings as far-flung as Ireland, Iceland, Norway, Byzantium, Moorish Spain and the New World. Let your fantasies run wild to a time when men wearing bearskin shirts and shining iron helms could capture a fierce maiden’s heart!

Table of Contents

The Captive by Lizzie Ashworth
A captive turns captor when the lady of an English keep commands a few stolen hours of pleasure with a captured Viking warrior

Ásgeirr and the Tree of Life by Mina Murray (that’s me!)
Danger and desire collide when a wounded Viking warrior washes ashore on a remote Irish island

A Varangian Guest by Melissa Fuchs
When her brother returns to Constantinople in the company of a warrior from the far north, a widow finds herself drawn to him with irresistible desire

How to Train Your Skjaldmaer by Delilah Devlin
A Viking jarl tricked into marrying a shieldmaiden sets out to tame his fiery bride

The Viking’s Prize by Emma Jay
Treachery and desire greet a Viking warrior who travels to the coast of Newfoundland to broker peace with the indigenous tribes

There for the Taking by Nym Nix
A captive is seduced by her Viking captor as he couples with an amorous shieldmaiden whilst she is left to watch

Sweet Silk by Megan Mitcham
A Viking returns to Persia years after saving a merchant from certain death to retrieve the child-bride awarded him—yet never claimed

Little Warrior by Evey Brett
A woman braves a pair of daunting shieldmaidens and her father’s wrath in order to take her sister’s place as bride to a Viking warrior

Protecting Her by Regina Kammer
A Byzantine noblewoman seeking refuge in a monastery loses her heart to an invader when Constantinople is sacked by the Rus

Enslaved by Elle James
A conquering Viking vows to tame his sassy Celtic slave—if she doesn’t kill him first

The Oak and the Ale by Beatrix Ellroy
A businesswoman trying to secure trade routes for her family instead finds love with a crippled warrior

New Words by Teresa Noelle Roberts
An Andalusian Arab poet learns that her new Northman husband is more than just a handsome barbarian

The Needle and the Strap by Bibi Rizer
A young man hasn’t lived up to the Viking standards of his brave and ruthless kinsmen—until he rescues a wild and wicked shieldmaiden from a burning ship

 

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A Snog for Sommer!

A Snog for Sommer!

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I don’t have the pleasure of knowing Sommer Marsden personally, but I’ve been a fangirl for a long long time. Sommer’s work has it all – scorching sex, compelling characters, great plots, and some of the best banter and dialogue you’ll ever read. So go out and buy her books. Buy all her books, in fact!

If you’ve found this post, chances are you already know about the rough time Sommer and her family are going through, with Sommer’s husband battling pancreatic cancer. The cancer is bad enough, but having to deal with HMOs and astronomical medical bills just make a tough situation so much worse.

The brilliant Victoria Blisse has organised a Snog for Sommer fundraising effort to help Sommer and her family out. Any donations would be most welcome! The donate link will be live until Saturday 20 September, after which all money raised will be sent to Sommer. I’ll definitely be donating, and I hope, Dear Reader, that you will too.

Erotica writers are an incredibly supportive community, and dozens have rallied around this cause. Over 50 writers are participating in the Snog for Sommer blog party. Each writer is posting a kissing excerpt from one of their stories/novels, and those who are able to are also offering prizes! So be sure to check them all out! You can find the list here: http://smutforgood.co.uk/a-snog-for-sommer/

And now, here’s the promised snog from me. It’s an extract from the first story I ever had published – “The Lonely Huntress” in D.L King’s Seductress: Erotic Tales of Immortal Desire (Cleis):

Althea sees the white flash of his teeth before he bites her neck. He presses her arms above her head, crosses them at the wrists, holds them there with the one strong hand while he grips her jaw with the other and tilts her head up and back. This is it, she thinks, this is it.

Lugh’s kiss is not gentle, but then she doesn’t want it to be. It is possessive, all-consuming. He bites her pouty lower lip, retreats, advances, strokes her tongue with his. She moans into his mouth, bites him back, and then he breaks the kiss. She looks at him, bereft, and he laughs softly.

Althea is still pinned against the stuccoed wall, and she realises, with a start, that she has lost control of this encounter, and oh how fast. She has no idea what he will do next. What is this? she wonders. Surrender?

As he kicks her legs apart, a quiet voice inside her answers Yes. All those years being the architect of someone else’s pleasure have led her here. For once she wants to feel as her prey does, helpless to resist in the face of a greater force. But Althea is not used to being the one who gives it up. Even as her body swells towards him, she fights Lugh’s iron grip.

“Let me,” he whispers, sensing her anxiety, but still not releasing her. “Let me, it will be good, I promise.”

Althea whimpers as his hand disappears under her dress. He does not bother removing her revealing scrap of underwear, merely pulls it to one side as he slides a finger into her, discovering her wet heat. He works her slickness up over that little pearl of hers, feels her spasm beneath his hand.

“So sweet, Althea, you are so fucking sweet.” He kisses her roughly, his brown hair falling forward, over her forehead. “I’m going to let go of your wrists, but you’re going to keep your arms up for me, aren’t you?”

Althea nods mutely.

With his other hand now freed, he drops to his knees, pulls her panties off, spreads her legs wider. His fingers draw circles on her clit, her cunt clamps around the second of his fingers to enter her. There is a look of triumph on Lugh’s handsome face.

As she undulates against him – she is so close – his green eyes seem to flare brightly. Weren’t they brown before? She can’t remember. She can’t bring herself to care. She is coming, and the pleasure is so intense it is almost too much, and suddenly Althea finds she does not mind surrender. No, she does not mind it at all.

I hope you enjoyed being snogged by me! For those of you who are musically inclined, you can find the soundtrack I wrote the story to here.

Once again, please visit http://smutforgood.co.uk/a-snog-for-sommer/ to donate, and to check out the other authors who have joined the party 🙂

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