Posted by: Solara Gordon | April 2, 2015

How About A Hot Beach Read Before Summer Arrives?

http://www.amazon.com/Tinas-Treasures-Cascade…/…/ref=sr_1_5…

http://www.bookstrand.com/tinas-treasures

[Ménage and More: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, light consensual BDSM, sex toys, HEA]

Tina Davidson can’t avoid being set up with a date for her best friend’s costume-themed wedding shower. When two dates dressed as pirates show up claiming to be her date for the evening, Tina begins wondering what buried treasures she may uncover before the night’s over.

Jon Smithson and Drake Cranston are ready to act on their shared attraction. Jon and Drake have failed at a shared relationship before. They’re ready to try again, this time with Tina.

Tina’s had her share of failed affairs too. Is she ready to put her bad relationships behind her and give love another chance? Brought together by their friends’ wedding turned elopement, the three find their mutual desire growing. Acting upon their desire and attraction is going to do more than heat things up. Can two hunks, one lady, plus nights of passionate lovemaking create a lifelong future together?

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Posted by: Solara Gordon | March 6, 2015

Vote for Your Favorite Menage Romance

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Posted by: Solara Gordon | February 1, 2015

Cascade Bay Series-Great Erotic Romance Reads

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Hot for Torrey (MF)
Cascade Bay

http://www.bookstrand.com/hot-for-torrey

http://www.amazon.com/Torrey-Cascade-Siren-Pu…/…/ref=sr_1_5…
[Siren Classic: Erotic Contemporary Romance, HEA]

Torrey Neadson wants more than physical intimacy—she wants love, connection, and the white picket fence. Torrey blew the chance at having it all with Holt Addison, once. Until he can connect with her on an emotional level, she’ll make do taking care of herself.

Holt doesn’t want any more one-night stands. Being friends with benefits with Torrey became more and introduced him to a deeper relationship. The problem is Torrey moved on before he could tell her. Holt thought he could move on, too. Can they overcome their unsettled past to become the real thing?

Their respective friends want them back together, but Torrey and Holt have unresolved issues, and lingering feelings keep getting in the way. What starts out as botched setup date rapidly turns into days and nights full of surprises.

Tina’s Treasures (MFM)
Cascade Bay 2

http://www.bookstrand.com/tinas-treasures

http://www.amazon.com/Tinas-Treasures-Cascade…/…/ref=sr_1_3…
Ménage and More: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, light consensual BDSM, sex toys, HEA]

Tina Davidson can’t avoid being set up with a date for her best friend’s costume-themed wedding shower. When two dates dressed as pirates show up claiming to be her date for the evening, Tina begins wondering what buried treasures she may uncover before the night’s over.

Jon Smithson and Drake Cranston are ready to act on their shared attraction. Jon and Drake have failed at a shared relationship before. They’re ready to try again, this time with Tina.

Tina’s had her share of failed affairs too. Is she ready to put her bad relationships behind her and give love another chance? Brought together by their friends’ wedding turned elopement, the three find their mutual desire growing. Acting upon their desire and attraction is going to do more than heat things up. Can two hunks, one lady, plus nights of passionate lovemaking create a lifelong future together?

Posted by: Solara Gordon | December 20, 2014

SO THE BIRTHING GAME BEGINS

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“So the game begins?” Tyburn asked as he joined Gill outside the waiting area close to the labor and delivery admissions area.

“Game?” Gill quipped, unsure how to answer since the stat ultrasound on Chloe revealed potential quints. Five mouths to feed and care for. The last time he changed diapers was when his nephew and niece, both with grandkids of their own now, were babies and toddlers. He was sure the process hadn’t changed much as he watched humans and shifters alike tend to their youngsters.

“Well, everyone I’ve talked to says it’s a waiting game. You wait for the baby to decide to put in their appearance.” Tyburn chuckled. “Truth is I’ve got no idea what is expected of me. Rachel and my other off spring flamed into existence during her rebirths.”

“I don’t think that is how this works. I’m probably no better informed than you.” Gill leaned back against the wall behind the bench he sat on. “You and I are on a journey.”

“One hell of a journey. I get to see life from the human side. You get to…” Tyburn paused. Looked around the waiting area, and leaned closer to Gill. “What is it you get to do?”

Gill rolled his eyes and snickered. “Watch Chloe wither in pain. Wonder how the frack this came to be.”

“Pain is funny?” Tyburn leaned forward, resting his forearms on his legs.

“No, never. It’s my dumb remark. I know the facts of life. How babies are made.” Gill licked his lips and continued. “My pain is figuring out how to raise em, feed em, clothe em, et al.”

“Oh, the get them grown and out of your house part.” Tyburn sighed. “There’s no manual for that.”

“Yes, I know. My brother kept asking my parents where they hid theirs.” Gill smiled as memories of watching his brother and parents discuss parenting came rushing back.

“There’s a manual for rearing Phoenix. It has two lines. First one is there are no rules. The second one is don’t believe the first one.” Tyburn laughed and looked up as a nurse approached where he and Gill sat.

“Mr. Tyburn, Miss Rachel requests, to quote her, your flaming ass present as there is more than one younging coming your way. Congrats sir! You’ve got twins!” The nurse handed Tyburn a stack of clothing. “Please change and meet me outside delivery room three in five minutes.”

Tyburn accepted the bundle and sprinted down the hall to the changing room. Gill sat up as the nurse turned back to him. He stood as she held out a similar bundle to him.

“Mr. Mayor, Chloe needs your assistance in birthing room four. Your triplets are eager to come out and met their daddy she says.” The nurse patted Gill’s shoulder as he shook his head. “One of them appears to be bigger than the others in weight and size. Sorry for the earlier scare, sir.”

Gill tucked the bundle of clothing under his arm as he started his sprint down the hall to the changing room. Earlier scare at possibly five babies? Three was better? Safer? Hell, he didn’t know nothing about birthing babies. He was going to find out though and very quickly from what the nurse said.

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For more on Talbot’s Peak, the citizens, and their adventures check out:

http://shapeshifterseductions.blogspot.com/

Posted by: Solara Gordon | October 26, 2014

Please Stop by the Snarkology Halloween Blog Hop

My blog group, Shape Shifters Seductions is participating.  See you there for some yummy and scrumptious stories.

(Oct. 27 – Oct. 31, 2014)

The last week in October, authors will be offering interesting Halloween and Fall posts, along with tons of prizes for enterprising trick-or-treators as they follow the hop!

Posted by: Solara Gordon | October 6, 2014

NEW SERIAL PUMPKIN PATCH-CHAPTER 2 PART ONE

Kristoff started toward the door unsure how to approach Martha. Her nightmares left her shaken and unsure. He knew she needed space along with time to work her way through the layers of illusions and visions that grappled for her psychic connection to the next world. The one that many call the layer between the here and now and the afterlife. Three months passed without a call or instance of someone knocking at her door begging for her assistance. Even the local newspaper and TV station left her alone. He’d do whatever he could to help her. Even if it meant posing as her husband like the last case they worked. Maybe this time, things wouldn’t go left unsaid or misunderstood.

Kristoff grabbed his boots, pulling them on as he hesitated near his backdoor. The sun’s first beams trickled across the peak of Martha’s roof. He could feel the pull of the light calling him forth as if he were part of it. He blinked knowing that his job as a guardian wasn’t over until the cosmos decided his job assignment was done. He didn’t mind when he got selected for jobs like this one. Country living with a job he liked as a cover. And decent folks to live amongst. Still, Martha’s allure pulled at him in ways he hadn’t expected. Guardian with an angelic past that got a bit tarnished in the last battle for heaven vs. hell. He was allowed physical pleasures when he took human form. This time maybe, just maybe he’d find the mate the powers-that-be hinted at.

Pulling his jacket on, he looked upward as he started out the open door. The sun as if on cue rose higher in the sky, caressing him with her warmth and flashing over him. He stumbled catching the banister lest he keep on stumbling down the stairs. The vision that enveloped him and passed held more information than he could discern without writing down what he saw and heard. It would have to wait. Martha needed him.

Martha kept petting Callie and Azul crooning as she did. Cool and brisk were the two words she repeated over and over. The day would grant her a window of reprieve. The solace she needed to keep her wits about her. Her job, the one the higher powers called a gift, could wait. Her love and joy had an appointment with her. The local school age children would be at the library at nine sharp demanding help find the books she talked about during story hour. Yes, children bless their hearts and souls nourished the small fragile piece of hope she cherished and hid deep within her heart.

Posted by: Solara Gordon | September 28, 2014

New Serial: Pumpkin Patch- Chapter One

 

Martha Kylies belted her Fair Isle print sweater tighter. The frost on the ground indicated last night’s temperature dipped lower than predicted.  The closer to her garden she got the whiter the patches of frost became. Even her breath clouded as she exhaled. The east side of her property would warm as sunrise bloomed. For now, the rose-colored clouds dotting the sky spoke of the return of warmth and a fall day rich in color.
Two steps from the calf high fence surrounding the rows of plants and herbs she carefully cultivated, Azul her Russian Blue feline greeted her. His plaintive mews told of his dislike spending the night outside. Martha squatted, reaching out with her hand, motioning Azul to her. She spoke as she began petting him. “If you’d come in when I called last night, you could have slept warm and snug curled up in the quilt.”
As she started to rise, she glanced toward the garden. Two eyes similar in color to Azul’s golden ones peered back at her from under the leaves of one of the pumpkin plants close to the fence. She slowly moved toward the plant, speaking softly as she did. “So this is why you wanted out last night. Found a girlfriend have you.”
Soft meows increased as Martha reached the where the eyes watched her. She dropped to her knees slowly pulling the leaves back. Four more sets of eyes greeted her as high-pitched mews began. Reaching out she, continued talking quietly. “Easy Momma, I’m here to help.” Keeping her hand where the Calico female could sniff, Martha counted four kittens about six to eight weeks old. Due the lack of efficient light, making out color and markings wasn’t easy. Azul and his female companion had a brood between them. Moving the kittens along with the female into the enclosed back porch wasn’t going to be easy. If the female was feral, her trust of humans might not exist. For now, getting the female used to her mattered. Trust certainly didn’t come easy for those whose past experiences left them burned by those who violated their trust. Martha understood that one first hand.
“You’re Callie. Does Kristoff know you’re out?” Martha spoke stroking the head of the kittens’ mother. A soft purr rumbled beneath Martha’s hand as she stroked down Callie’s side. Azul butted up against Martha’s leg purring loudly too. She reached down with her other hand stroking familiar soft fur. For a moment, peace mixed with tranquility in the early morning quiet. Martha sat back on her heels, enjoying the Azul’s familiar purrs and fur beneath her hand as she petted him. Equally relaxing, she continued stroking Callie’s side enjoying her purrs as well.
Back across the garden and the hundred yards separating Martha’s property from his, Kristoff Bolenger sat at his kitchen table. A half-drunk cup of coffee sat before him. Next to him laid an open Farmer’s Almanac. He rubbed his eyes, reached for his glasses, and yawned. Another late night out searching for his aunt’s cat found him spending the night on his couch again. Taking care of his elder aunt’s prize possession took more than he realized. Ever since the kittens arrived, Callie’s nighttime adventures increased. Nailing the dog door shut hadn’t worked. Skeeter cried and barked wanting out oftener since she couldn’t come and go as she liked. Poor gal liked her freedom. He didn’t blame his Australian shepherd one bit. Sitting on the porch with the chill in the air and the fire pit blazing, Skeeter by his side as the grill across the pit sizzled and cooked his meal, brought an air of peace to the end of the day.
With his reading glasses in place, Kristoff picked up the almanac going back to where he left off reading. Winter’s snow accumulation and predicted temperatures set his internal temperature rising. Even though he gave up farming a decade ago, planning how to keep his moderate gardening business a float during the coldest parts of year took precedence once the first frost appeared. Last night’s chill spoke of careful planning and action. Keeping his neighbors in deicer products and his own hothouse heated took funds that his accounting needed careful strategizing. Over spending could lead to deficits and cash crunches that necessitated using credit that could easily eat into spring and summer profits. Yes, planning careful or not took time and energy. Neither of which he had much of. Outside, two orders for farms on the outskirts of town filled his medium-sized panel truck. On his way back to town, two of farmer’s market tenants needed their produce and wares picked up for the market opening mid-morning in the parking lot he shared with the church next door to his business. No, not much time to sit and plan at leisurely pace. Glancing at his watch, Kristoff cussed. He had forty minutes to shower, shave, and gulp some breakfast.
He pulled off his glasses, tossed them on the table as he rose. He gulped the last of his cold coffee before placing his cup in the sink. Food somewhere registered in the back of his mind. Shaking his head, he opened his refrigerator. Nearly empty and bare shelves greeted him. Great, now he had another item on his growing to do list. Grocery shopping the one chore he despised next to cleaning. He kept his dust bunny population next to nil. Vacuuming once a month worked given the hardwood floors throughout most of the house. The bedroom area rugs peeked out from under the furniture covering them. The guest room served as his office and the small back bedroom held a sofa bed that got used when his cousin Rafe came into state needing a place to crash in-between his truck driving stints. His house told of his male preferences and he liked the way he lived just fine thank you. Next time Aunt Helen decided she wanted to lecture him on his cleaning he’d hand her the mop and broom asking for a demonstration after he lectured her on keeping Callie under control. Of course, Aunt Helen’s next visit was probably a few years off given her recent move to Australia.
Kristoff paused as he neared the staircase. What he saw through the dining room window caught his attention. Martha kneeled near the corner of her garden where the pumpkin plants they planted together earlier in the summer grew. She appeared to be intently focused on something. Her hands moved back and forth in separate rhythms. Was she praying over the plants as she often said she did when he tended his share of their joint garden? He squinted moving closer to the window as the first beams of sunlight illuminated the yard between their places. He swallowed hard as Martha turned her face toward the sun bathing her shoulders and neck. Kristoff began buttoning his shirt muttering as he did. Martha was crying. What or who had driven her from her sleep to seek solace outside in the chill of the early morning?

Posted by: Solara Gordon | September 7, 2014

LOCAL APPEARANCE BY SOLARA GORDON

washington loves readers luncheon

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1MxZleaoCyQ&feature=youtu.be

Looking forward to seeing you there.  I love to meet and interact with my readers and fans.

Smiles,

Solara

 

 

Posted by: Solara Gordon | March 31, 2014

Who Doesn’t Like Free Books?

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Tomorrow is release day for TINA’S TREASURES book 2 in my Cascade Bay Series.  To celebrate, I’m giving away two ARCS to random commenters.  The first ARC is book one HOT FOR TORREY.  The second ARC is TINA’S TREASURES.  One lucky commenter will receive both ARCS!  How do you enter you ask?  Leave a comment on why you love menage romances and erotic romances.  Include your name and email address.  I’ll contact you by email concerning your prize.  If the chosen winners don’t respond within 24 hours another entry will be drawn.  Come on and enter!  It’s simple and easy. 

Posted by: Solara Gordon | March 29, 2014

Tina’s Treasures (MFM) Cascade Bay 2

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PRE-ORDER!

AVAILABLE: Tuesday, April 1st

This title is offered at a 15% discount. Offer ends midnight CST, April 8th.

http://www.bookstrand.com/tinas-treasures

[Ménage and More: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, light consensual BDSM, sex toys, HEA]

Tina Davidson can’t avoid being set up with a date for her best friend’s costume-themed wedding shower. When two dates dressed as pirates show up claiming to be her date for the evening, Tina begins wondering what buried treasures she may uncover before the night’s over.

Jon Smithson and Drake Cranston are ready to act on their shared attraction. Jon and Drake have failed at a shared relationship before. They’re ready to try again, this time with Tina.

Tina’s had her share of failed affairs too. Is she ready to put her bad relationships behind her and give love another chance? Brought together by their friends’ wedding turned elopement, the three find their mutual desire growing. Acting upon their desire and attraction is going to do more than heat things up. Can two hunks, one lady, plus nights of passionate lovemaking create a lifelong future together?

A Siren Erotic Romance

As part of my participation in the blog hop Serena Shay at serenashay.com got me joined on here are my questions:

1) What am I working on?

A new twist on an age old fairy tale.  Enjoying jazzing things up and seeing where the journey takes me.  Also working on a more menage stories.
2) How does my work differ from others of its genre?

I write from experience and information I gather talking to others such as myself who live the polyamory lifestyle.
3) Why do I write what I do?

I enjoy different unique stories and sex with my romance as well as romance with my sex.  I enjoy penning paranormal romances too.
4) How does your writing process work?

I start with a what if question.  Maybe a tidbit of overheard conversation.  Many things can set your imagination off if you let go and see where it takes you.

The next person up is my fellow Siren author Marla Monroe.  She’ll post March 31st for your reading pleasure.  Her blog is found at http://www.themarlamonroe.blogspot.com/

Other information about her is as follows:

Marla Monroe is published with Siren 2011, with over 60 books available covering sizzling-hot contemporary cowboys, emotionally charged BDSM, and dangerously addictive shifters to science fiction ménages with the occasional badass biker thrown in for good measure.

You can visit her website at www.marlamonroe.com

Her blog: www.themarlamonroe.blogspot.com

Twitter: @MarlaMonroe.1

Facebook: www.facebook.com/marla.monroe.7

Thanks for stopping by.  If you leave your email and a comment on why you enjoy reading erotic romance, one person will win a copy of Hot for Torrey, book one in the Cascade Bay series.  Another person will win an arc of Tina’s Treausres as soon as I have them available.

Happy reading!

Solara Gordon

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