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Spank or Treat 2014 is finally here! Visit Governing Ana for the prize list, sign-up sheet, and full instructions. You can win from a prize pool valued at over $1,000, including a Kindle Fire or Nook HD donated by Blushing Books!

Many authors will also offer a contest on their individual blogs.  Your comment on their blogs enters you in both contests!

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  1. Visit each blog between Friday, October 24th and Sunday, October 26th to read the stories.
  2. Leave a comment on each blog. You must demonstrate that you have read the entire story. Copy-and-paste or inappropriate comments will be disqualified. You will receive one entry per blog for the grand prize drawing. Note: You must have a minimum of five entries in order to win a grand prize.
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  4. Deadline is midnight EST (UTC -5) on Sunday, October 26th!
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And now for the story…


by Jessica E. Subject

Spank or Treat author buttonIntro: I wrote this F/F paranormal spanking story after a special request from Anastasia Vitsky and Amelia Faith during SciSpanks. I hope you all enjoy it…

Lucinda swiped the match, setting it ablaze. As she brought the fire to the wick of the red candle, she stared into Tavo’s eager gaze.

“You’re sure this will work?” He drummed his fingers across the table, offering a smile that quickly faded.

She nodded, confident the Alpha of the local wolf pack would soon be paired with the love of his life. Not from the spell they were about to perform, though. No, she had already arranged for his mate, Erica, to “run into” Tavo at the grocery store the next day. The two could not be more perfect for each other. Almost as much as she and Marta. Tavo only needed the assistance of the spell she was about to cast to give him the confidence he needed to ask the tiger shifter to dinner. Not what one would expect of someone so respected in the community, yet no one but Lucinda knew how much his mate intimidated him. And with a heavy dose of courage, he could be Alpha around Erica, too.

Once the wick flared, Lucinda shook the match free of its flame. She reached across the tablecloth, joining hands with her client. “Now, repeat after me—”

A breeze swept across Lucinda’s face. The flapping of heavy wings surrounded her, scattering her collection of herbs and spell books across the floor. The candlelight flickered and died.

“In the name of the Mother Goddess.” She stood and faced the source of the commotion, her wife. A phoenix with golden feathers covering her magnificent wings. “How many times have I told you not to fly through the house?”

Marta folded her wings behind her and stared at the floor, her dusty-rose hair falling over her beautiful face. “I’m sorry. It’s just…. My time is coming, and you know how antsy I get right before.” She dug the pointed toe of her heeled black boot into the floor. “I forgot.”

Lucinda stepped forward and tucked her wife’s hair behind her ear. Yes, she knew. With every change, she’d been present. She cupped Marta’s cheek, smiling when her wife met her gaze. No way could she truly be mad, especially when she fought to resist the appeal of her full lips, now in a pout. All frustration faded, replaced by raging desire. Cupping the back of her head, she slipped her fingers into Marta’s hair and kissed her, enjoying the quick gasp in response. Sliding between her parted mouth, she swept inside and claimed her lover. Heat balled low in her belly and her head buzzed with unending lust. Every thrust of her tongue drew moans of pleasure and kept her seeking more.

Lucinda gripped her lover’s hips, drawing her closer. A growl emanated from behind, and she spun around, drawing in a long-needed breath.

Tavo stared at them with deep-brown eyes. Dark, shaggy hair covered his arms and face where they had been bare only moments before. Pointed canines stuck out over his bottom lip. “Why do you torture me?”

“Sorry, Tavo. I couldn’t help myself.” Around Marta, she had little to no control over her passion, regardless of her intentions.

“Why can’t you just let me be a part of what you two have? There’s enough of me for you both.”

Marta giggled behind her. “Because you don’t have the parts we like.”

“And you already have a mate, anyway.” Lucinda gave him a pointed stare. “You just need to claim her.”

His fangs retracted, and the hair withdrew. “Well, then, let’s get this spell over with.”

Lucinda faced her wife. “Go to our room, and we’ll discuss what happened when I’m finished.”

Marta dropped her hands to her sides. “You forgive me?”

“I’ll always forgive you.” How could she not? The woman was the best person ever to come into her life; gave her confidence to be the witch the Mother and Father had meant her to be. “But don’t think for one moment you won’t receive punishment.” Somehow, her lover had to learn to remain calm before her change.

When Marta slumped off, Lucinda returned to the table. She relit the candle and joined hands with Tavo. “You ready?”

The shifter nodded. “Please give me the courage to claim my mate.”


Marta paced naked at the foot of the bed. She couldn’t relax. Not with her impending spanking or the fire rolling through her veins. Her changes occurred more often, once a month since she’d married Lucinda, but she had yet to gain control over them. If not for her wife by her side during every one, she would have likely set the entire town ablaze.

The door opened, and her lover stepped inside. Gone was the long, black robe she wore when casting spells. Instead, she wore a black, thigh-length fishnet dress over her purple and black tiger-striped bra and thong, the same colors as her hair. Pink gloss coated her luscious lips, but the black eyeliner highlighted her dominance. Marta focused on the sexy sway of her hips as she drew nearer, ignoring the oak paddle hairbrush in her hand.

“You know you’re not supposed to fly in the house.” Lucinda smacked the paddle onto her palm, not reacting to the sting, as if it didn’t hurt at all.

But Marta knew the truth, and it would soon be her ass on the receiving end of those slaps. She’d disobeyed an agreement made a year ago, when they’d moved into their new house. Now, she had to accept the consequences.

As Lucinda sat on the edge of the bed, her dress rose up her thighs. Marta licked her lips. If only she could skip her spanking to run her hands along her lover’s exposed flesh, part her legs, and taste her sweet juices.

Marta sighed. If she didn’t accept her punishment, she wouldn’t receive the pleasure that always followed. She kneeled on the floor before lying across Lucinda’s lap. “I’m ready to accept the consequences of my actions.”

“Good.” Lucinda’s husky voice sent shivers down her spine, a temporary reprieve from the flaring heat since the onset of her change. If her wife didn’t hurry, she’d burst into flames before she was properly spanked.

“Five spanks, this time.” Lucinda rubbed her ass. “You deserve more for interrupting my session with Tavo, but I’m willing to show some leniency due to your state of mind.”

“Thank you.” She sucked in a deep breath, awaiting the first smack.

Instead, Lucinda tortured her, running a finger between her swollen lips, along her clit. “Count them.”

Marta cried out, gripping the sheets hanging over the side of the bed. She didn’t dare object, as her wife would surely add to her punishment.


Her body jerked as the sting sliced through her left ass cheek. She swallowed the pain. “One.” Lucinda had caught her off guard with the first spanking, but she wouldn’t with the next.

Inhale. Exhale.

The paddle bit into her flesh on the other side with the second spank. A whimper escaped before she had the chance to stop the sound. Perspiration ran down her forehead. The fire inside flared. “Two.”

“You’re doing well.” Lucinda caressed her burning skin, soothing some of the pain. “You’re controlling the change well. But I fear we don’t have much time.”

The last three swats came quick and hard. She cried out with each one, not having time to count in between. Her eyes stung at the brine from her tears. But as quickly as they formed, they evaporated in a puff of steam. Her time was coming.

Pushing off Lucinda’s lap, she rose to her feet. Lucinda had doled out her punishment, and now Marta had to get to safety. All lust and desire that normally followed a spanking session fled as panic took hold. She didn’t have time to grab any clothes—they’d likely burn up anyway—instead, heading straight for the door.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Marta paused at her lover’s authoritative tone. “To the safe room. It’s time.”

“No.” Lucinda held out her hand. “Come here. Stay with me.”

As much as she desired to be in her wife’s arms when the change took place, she couldn’t risk her being any closer than on the other side of the safe room door. “You know I can’t.” Her fingers sizzled before blue flames burst from the tips. “I’ve got to lock myself away. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Lucinda clutched her wrist, pulling her toward the bed. “I’ve been doing some research, and I don’t think it’s possible for you to hurt me.”

Marta wasn’t so sure. She couldn’t afford to take the risk. “Luce, please.”

“Trust me.” Lucinda held onto her hands, intertwining their fingers. She didn’t seem at all bothered by the flames. “I want you to lie on the bed.”

Hoping her wife knew what she was doing, Marta did as told. Steamy sweat rose from every pore, the fire spreading beneath her skin. “I don’t know how much longer I can hold it in.” She prayed to the Mother and Father she didn’t set fire to the entire house and her lover in the process.


Lucinda crawled over Marta. “You can let it go any time.” She ran a finger between her wife’s breasts, down past her belly button, until she found her throbbing clitoris.

Marta shouldn’t have to hide in a steel box every time she went through the change. If Lucinda’s plan worked, her lover would never set foot in the safe room again. If it didn’t, they’d have to rebuild their house. But she trusted all the information she’d found, and remained confident neither of them would be harmed.

Circling her thumb across her lover’s hyper-sensitive bundle of nerves, she reveled in every one of Marta’s cries and moans. “Oh, honey, just let it go.”

Her wife gripped the sheets beneath her. “I can’t.” She bent her knees, digging her heels into the mattress.

No way would Lucinda give up. She continued her ministrations, slipping two fingers inside Marta’s slippery hold. “Trust me.” She stroked her lover’s cheek with her other hand, wanting to reassure her somehow. “It’ll be okay.”

Marta’s movements became erratic. She pounded on the mattress with closed fists and shook her head. With an ear-piercing screech, she shot up, knocking Lucinda back. Her wings shot out behind her, each tip touching a side of the room. Blue flames rose through the pores of her skin, covering her entire body. The fire spread to the walls and danced across the ceiling.

A bubble of panic rose to Lucinda’s throat. She was trapped. No way out. But with one glance at the tears flowing down Marta’s cheeks, she swallowed her fears. She needed to be the strong one, the confident one. This had been her idea in the first place.

Focusing on her love for her phoenix, she smiled and reached into the blue flame to wipe away Marta’s tears.

As quick as the fire had appeared, it retracted, not leaving any evidence of its existence. Marta gasped. Her wings and all of her hair disappeared, falling into a pile of ashes onto the sheets. She curled into a ball in the center of the bed, perspiration covering her body.

Lucinda grabbed a dry blanket from the chest at the foot of the bed. She wrapped it around Marta and drew her onto her lap. Holding her tight, she kissed her lover’s bald head. Never again would she allow her wife to lock herself away during her change. They would experience each one together, until the end of time.


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Happily ever after isn’t in his vocabulary ~ HIS WICKED CELTIC KISS by @KarynGerrard

His Wicked Celtic Kiss by Karyn GerrardHIS WICKED CELTIC KISS

by Karyn Gerrard

Book #2 Wicked Men of Rockland

File Size: 688 KB

Print Length: 181 pages

Publisher: Crimson Romance (October 20, 2014)

This is book 2 in the series, WICKED MEN OF ROCKLAND.

Category, contemporary romance of approx 60,000 words, not erotic

BLURB: It took just one teasing wink and a sexy Irish lilt from bad boy Lorcan Byrne to turn Julie Denison’s world upside down. The problem is, he’s only in town for six months, and happily ever after isn’t in this world traveler’s vocabulary.

Julie’s worked hard to get her life in a good place—dropping substantial weight and getting a great job at her friend’s bakery. But this handsome charmer is just as tempting as any of the decadent pastries she sells, and she can’t resist his advances for long. Julie fully expects Lorcan to break her heart—but she’s planning to enjoy every second she can of their explosive chemistry.

After years of danger as a soldier and a spy, Lorcan fled to tiny Rockland, Maryland for some boring downtime. He didn’t count on meeting someone who could ignite his libido and soothe his damaged heart, and their passion soon leads to deeper feelings. But can Julie convince Lorcan he has more to offer her than just his wicked Celtic kiss?

Sensuality Level: Sensual


Enjoy An Excerpt“Julie. You look beautiful,” he whispered with awe. The smile slid from her face and her lip trembled. Oh, damn. What did I say? He wasn’t lying. He held out his hand, she took it and stood. “You’ve done your hair. Like ribbons of golden sun.” He dropped her hand and stepped close so her breasts brushed against his chest. He bit back a groan, then framed her face and stroked her flushed cheeks with his thumbs. A sheen of moisture glittered in her beautiful eyes. “Brings out those adorable gold flecks in your lovely eyes, darlin’.”

“Thank you,” she murmured.

Her vulnerable response touched him in a deep uncharted area of his heart. He lowered his head and tilted her face up. “I’ve been aching to do this since that night at the pub. Indulge me. Only a taste.”

His lips barely touched hers, but it sent roaring heat to all parts of his body.

Lorcan suddenly had a vision of sprawling her across the counter and plunging himself into her feminine heat. Where did that come from? Just from an innocent kiss? He didn’t dare suckle those lips any more or he’d lose all control. He stepped back. Julie’s eyes were closed and her lips still slightly puckered. A slight whimper of protest came from her when he moved away.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

Lorcan smiled broadly. “You’re welcome. You’d best prepare yourself, Julie.

Whenever we find ourselves alone like this, I will be kissing you. You’ll never know when it’s coming or just how wicked it will be.”

Her eyes snapped opened. “Wicked?”

“Aye, I’ve been told I’ve a wicked kiss.” He winked at her. “Shall we head out? Nick recommended this place so if it’s no bloody good, we can blame him.”

Julie smiled and nodded. He took her hand. Simmering flame, bloody hell.





Wicked Bad by Karyn GerrardTHE WICKED BAD

(Book #1 Wicked Men of Rockland)

File Size:531 KB

Print Length:210 pages

Page Numbers Source ISBN:1440573468

Publisher:Crimson Romance (April 15, 2013)

Nick Crocetti is an imposing figure in black leather riding his motorcycle about the town of Rockland. Owner of a bar, The Chief, whispers of criminal dealings and a murky past swirl around him. Dark and brooding, Nick is “the wicked bad” in looks and demeanor.

Veronica Barnes, leaving a husband from a disastrously quick Las Vegas marriage and her high-paying consulting job, returns home after ten years to follow a lifelong dream and open her own bakery. Despite the mutual physical attraction – and a shared past – Nick and Veronica are wary of each other and have protective fences around their hearts.

Can they break down the barriers of past heartbreak, or is Veronica just a good girl who longs to rub against “the wicked bad”?

 Sensuality Level: Hot



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About the Author

Karyn lives in a small town in the western corner of Ontario, Canada. She wiles away her spare time writing and reading romance while drinking copious amounts of Earl Grey tea. Tortured heroes are a must. A multi-published author with a few best-sellers under her belt.

Karyn loves to write in different genres and time periods, though historicals are her favorite. As long as she can avoid being hit by a runaway moose in her wilderness paradise she assumes everything is golden.

Karyn’s been happily married for a long time to her own hero. His encouragement keeps her moving forward.

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Will he answer Madame Eve’s call? Check out the cover for A CLASS ACT by @LeighEllwood! #1NS #MMromance

Leigh Ellwood here. I am thrilled to finally show off the cover for my upcoming 1Night Stand story with Decadent Publishing. Say hello to Paul and Barry of A CLASS ACT:

Barry Kellam receives a mysterious invitation from 1Night Stand and can’t imagine who would arrange a night of sexual passion with him…except perhaps a former student who’s gone on to greater things.

Paul Merrill is the toast of Broadway. While the awards and fame are nice, he wants to share his success—and his body—with the man who inspired him. But Dr. Kellam isn’t one to date fellow faculty or alumni. Will he answer Madame Eve’s call?

A CLASS ACT is my second 1Night Stand story, and while it’s part of the “Class in Session” series, the story stands alone. You don’t have to read A DIFFERENT CLASS first, but you are welcome to do so. :)

Meanwhile, I am also pleased to announce that Coming Together has accepted my M/M short, FOX’S HOLIDAY for the upcoming COMING TOGETHER: FOR THE HOLIDAYS collection. I don’t think I’ve had a busier Fall, with four releases due out! Will have to plan an awesome giveaway for the multi-book launch.


About the Author

I am Leigh Ellwood. I write smutty stories about people who like getting naked and having sex. Some have more sex than others, some have sex with people of the same gender, some have sex with more than one person, and still others have sex with toys and things that require the use of batteries. My stories range from a few thousand words to well past 70k.

I have won awards for writing, and I have received 5-star reviews. I have also received 1-star reviews and people have looked at me funny at cons and events. I enjoy reading, yoga, and rock music. I liked the 9th Doctor best. I don’t wear dresses. I won’t cut my hair or color it. I will not limit myself to one genre when it comes to writing. I write contemporary, paranormal, gay, lesbian, menage, geek, short, long, purposely funny and hilariously sad. If I never win a major award or make a list, I will live content in the fact that I have written something, and that’s the dream.

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