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Congratulations!!

You have all won a copy of Haunted by Your Touch , an anthology with Shayla Black

email her at shayla@shaylablack.com and let her know you’re a winner from the Smutketeers blog to receive your prize

Those who didn’t win-Eden and Crystal have a…orgasmic…contest coming up in the next few days. Stick around

ALL FOR SMUT AND SMUT FOR ALL!!!

The ever-fabulous best-selling Shayla Black is here with us to share a peek at her latest book, ENTICE ME AT TWILIGHT, Book Four in her Doomsday Brethren series, out today! We love a hot paranormal story, and this series is always intense, emotional and full of the sizzle Shayla is famous for! She’s also answered a few of the Smutketeers’ trademark nosy questions and she’s having a contest, so be sure to stick around for the prizes! We’re so excited to have her-well, not to have her, but we do like to think of it that way…*G*…but we’ll take whatever little piece of Shayla we can get.

In her latest Doomsday Brethren tale, they fight their mortal enemy for the newest weapon in a bloody magical war: the only woman a magical warrior shouldn’t claim…and the one he can’t resist.

Dangerously handsome Simon Northam, Duke of Hurstgrove, and his uptight barrister brother hardly get along, but crashing Mason’s wedding and stealing his fiancée take sibling rivalry to a new level. Duke’s family knows nothing of his magical prowess or the Doomsday Brethren, so how can he explain that mankind’s fate lies with the beautiful, tenacious bride he longs to seduce for himself?

Felicia is an Untouchable, a rare human whose presence disables magic—even the impenetrable forces surrounding Morganna le Fay’s tomb. The evil witch’s malicious powers could propel nefarious wizard Mathias to ultimate world domination . . . if he can resurrect her. To conceal herself, Felicia must heed her simmering desires to mate with Duke, but he risks binding his life—and sanity—to a lover whose loyalty may be forever torn. He faces a terrible choice: betray his brother for ultimate survival . . . or lose the woman who tempts him beyond control.

Here’s an excerpt from ENTICE ME AT TWILIGHT:

A sudden crash of the door against the wall, coupled with a feral growl, startled Felicia. Her blood froze and her heart flipped over. Fearing attack, she whirled.
It wasn’t Mathias and the Anarki. Instead, she found danger of another kind.
Hurstgrove. His hair was uncharacteristically mussed, as if he’d raked a hand through it over and over. His pupils were dilated. A flush darkened his bronzed face. His wide chest, visible beneath his half unbuttoned shirt, rose and fell with each agitated breath. Need jumped through her belly, then pulsed lower.
“Felicia.” His normally cultured voice rattled across the room, echoing off the walls. Stark. Aggressive.
Sexual.
Oh dear God. His intent was unmistakable. He’d come to claim her.
Felicia bit her lip as her gaze traveled down, over Hurstgrove’s hard abdominals and narrow hips to see— Bloody hell. He was aroused. Very.
In response, her body throbbed, the ache deep, strong, demanding. She released a ragged breath, her yearning to touch him so deep, she clenched her fist to contain it.
From the corner of her eye, she saw the other women exchange meaningful glances.
Felicia frowned. “Hurstgrove, I—”
“Damn it! My bloody name is Simon.” He charged across the room and clasped her in a feverishly tight grip. “You are my mate. Say my name.”
She hesitated. If she did, would the added intimacy give him the green light to ravish her and draw her deeper under his spell? They should seal this union. But as desperately as she wanted him, how could sharing a bed with him not affect her heart?
No doubt he was the sort of lover who made lying back and thinking of England impossible. She shivered. It wasn’t merely the sex—at which Felicia had no doubt he’d be quite skilled—but the intimacy. His kisses. His touch. His sensual heat. His whispered words. His possession. All would deepen her feelings, put her heart in peril. The part of her that had never stopped weeping after Deirdre’s death was terrified of being that unguarded with anyone again.
Felicia tried to ease away from Hurstgrove. His grip held like iron. Both panic and excitement zipped through her.
He glared at the other women. “Get out. Now.”
Jaws dropping, Kari exited quickly, followed by Sydney and Anka. Olivia paused to pat her shoulder on her way out the door.
“Wait!” she called after them.
They went on, falling quickly out of sight. Only Sabelle lingered in the doorway.
Felicia tried to swallow her rising desire and anxiety. “What’s happening?”
Hurstgrove’s fingers dug deeper into her shoulders. “What should have happened the moment you spoke the Binding. I’m going to kiss you, then sink deep inside of you until you know exactly which brother you belong to.”
Felicia sucked in a breath, her insides pulsing at his words.
“It’s mating fever,” Sabelle murmured. “His instincts… He kissed you some days ago, sending his body into awareness. Once he spoke the Call, he became a ticking bomb.” Regret spread over her soft features. “Sorry. I should have realized…”
That Hurstgrove would become sexually demanding? Felicia stared up into his blunt, dominating stare. He wanted her; he meant to take her.
Ignoring her attraction was her best means of self-preservation. Two days ago, she could have. The past twenty-four hours had peeled back his layers, proving he was brave, committed, smart, self-sacrificing. After fleeing through the night with Hurstgrove, kissing him, Binding to him, something in her had changed. She’d cleaved to him in some way that had nothing to do with the words they’d exchanged and everything to do with her feelings for him. Knowing he’d visited a surrogate had ripped her open with a hurt she didn’t want to experience again. But if she refused him, she would.
Doing without him now would hurt her more.
Felicia rubbed at her forehead in confusion. For the first time, she was tempted to indulge in the heady rush of sensations and emotions coursing through her…even at the risk to her heart.
Still, if his fixation with her faded, Hurstgrove could crush her. If? No, when. But what would happen if she rejected him now, didn’t seal this union? Mathias would find her and kill them both.
“What’s happened to him?” she whispered to the witch.
Hurstgrove leaned closer until Felicia felt the heat of his body pouring off in waves. A drum beat of desire pounded inside her. “Buckle up, Sunshine. I plan to strip you bare and taste you, before I sink my cock inside you, so deep for so long, you won’t remember ever being without me.”
Felicia’s desire ramped up viciously.
“It’s a fever. It will pass,” Sabelle assured. “If you don’t want this, I’ll call my Aunt Millie. She can sedate him. She’ll only need to keep him under for a few weeks. A month at most.”
A month! Everything inside her rebelled against that. It was too cruel. And too dangerous.
Hurstgrove had risked everything to save her, done his best to respect her boundaries, even allowing himself to sink into this fever, rather than press her. Even now, with every muscle taut and trembling, he restrained himself, awaiting her reply.
“If we don’t sedate him?” She heard her own voice shake.
Sabelle hesitated, looking as if she was deciding how to break bad news.
Having no such qualms, Hurstgrove gripped Felicia’s chin and forced her to meet his gaze. “There isn’t anything or anyone that will stop me from taking you in every way I possibly can, every moment of every day, until you know you’re mine.”
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Be sure to get your copy of ENTICE ME AT TWILIGHT, on sale now!
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And now for a quick and revealing li’l Q&A for our guest:

~Cozy PJ’s or sleeping in the nude? Nude (the Smutketeers love that about you, Shayla!)

~On men: boxers, briefs or commando? Boxer briefs! (Eden, too!)

~Rock star or cowboy? Hunky professor for me (and for Crystal!)

~5-star hotel or camping under the stars? 5 star hotel-if there are no electrical outlets I do not go-I’m all about comfort!

~Jeans or stilettos? Jeans

~Beer or girly drink with an umbrella? Girly drink (we happen to know Shayla loves a good margarita!)

~Tahiti beach vacation or Colorado ski trip? Tahiti beach (she likes it hot!)

~Romantic night in with a movie, or hot night out on the town? Hot night out on the town (see-we told you!)

~Chocolate or vanilla? Chocolate

~Hugs or kisses? Depends on who it’s from. If it’s a hot guy, definitely kisses!

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CONTEST!!!!!!
Shayla has graciously offered up autographed copies of HAUNTED BY YOUR TOUCH, her new paranormal anthology with Jeaniene Frost and Shari Kohler, to three lucky winners! This book comes out today, so enter now and be one of the first to read it!

To enter, visit Shayla’s website and browse through her books, then come back here and give us the names of any three of her heroes. Post your answers here to be eligible to win. Winners will be announced here on the Smutketeers blog on Friday, October 29th!

***Note: Sorry folks, but this contest is only open to those within the continental US due to prohibitive shipping costs.

Stay tuned for more amazing guest authors, tons of Smutketeer book releases, prizes, and other smutty goodness-including a HUGE secret to be revealed this December!
All For Smut, and Smut For All!

….for Anthology of the Year at Authors After Dark! Voting begins in November-you can find it HERE. There are some wonderful books on their nomination list, so a great place to find something new to read!
If you haven’t read our Wasteland continuity series, you can find them at Samhain, on Amazon, and other online retailers. The Smutketeers’ Wasteland series is a post-apocalyptic look at what might happen to earth after the 2012 apocalypse. Society as we know it would fragment, and come back together in bits and pieces, making a patchwork of different cultures. We spent months discussing this, led by our resident apocalyptic theory expert (also known as obsessed-lol!) R.G. Alexander.

Here’s a bit about this series:

In 2012, the world came to a grinding halt as radiation hit from a massive solar storm. Crops died, animals perished, cities fell and humans became little more than beasts themselves. Under the threat of starvation, civility was reduced to mere memory. Only the strongest men survived, and physically weaker women and children wasted to nothingness.
More than a century later, humanity struggles in the desert Wasteland that was left. The solar radiation rendered most women infertile, and the population dwindles more with each year that passes. Scattered up and down coasts, isolated cities eke out an existence from fishing, foraging and hunting for what little game remains. Outside the city walls, men face the threat of pirates and raiders.
Few women remain, divided into four classes—Wanderers, Whores, Breeders and Priestesses. They are as reviled as they are worshiped, a commodity any man must pay to touch.

There is only one rule in the Wasteland—survive.

Book One: THE WANDERER — Crystal Jordan
Book Two: THE WHORE — Lilli Feisty
Book Three: THE BREEDER — Eden Bradley
Book Four: THE PRIESTESS — R.G. Alexander

The Wanderer
For his inventions, Ezra can demand whatever price he wants, and now he wants the fierce warrior, Kadira. Kadira fights her unexpected need for him with all her strength. The trouble is, the more she resists, the more he seems to like it.

The Whore
Prostitution is the only life Bryn knows until she escapes aboard a pirate ship, dressed as a boy. In the arms of Captain Xander and his lover, Hawke, she finds true freedom. Yet danger awaits them at the next port…

The Breeder
When Nitara looks into the eyes of the man to be sacrificed along with her virginity, she sees not an animal, but the man who haunts her erotic dreams. Realizing the temptress is as much a prisoner as he, Akaash escapes with her into the arms of his bonded lover, Dhatri. There, she learns loving two men is worth every sacrifice.

The Priestess
On a dangerous journey to an ancient city, High Priestess Xian and her guard, Hel, find a battered stranger. Her attraction to the mysterious Siraj makes Hel’s blood boil, forcing him to cross a line never before dared. And reveal secrets that change everything.

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All four books are available now in e-book format, and will come together in a print book in February, 2011, which we’re very excited about!

Meanwhile, we’re all writing, writing, and waiting for our next book releases, our guest bloggers (Shayla Black is up next on October 26th!), more contests and giveaways, so stay tuned-same smut time, same smut channel! (I have no idea what that means, but it sounded good-lol!)
All For Smut, and Smut For All!

What do Witches, Shifters, Vampires, Demons and Pirates bring to mind?
Halloween…otherwise known as Samhain? Yes
Hmmm Samhain sounds familiar….Samhain Publishing? (are you starting to follow my train of thought?)
Add dirty, kinky smut to that equation…what do you think of then?
The Smutketeers of course :)

We have Pirates (really filthy pirates who do wicked things with pearls and candles)

We have vampires in a gritty London 2069 (69 ha!)…and these vampires…mama mia…are they kinky.

We have the queen of all shifters, Crystal Jordan, whipping up something amazing for November 2nd

Bondage and Magical Tarot cards, along with a witch and some kind of shifting wizard that I wish I knew more about *wink nudge Feisty for  sequel*

We even have Were and Vampire wars….and a humorous technophile demon who is addicted to his Blackberry…and his woman. :)

CONTEST

We want to hear a Halloween Factoid about you. Do you have a year that stands out? A favorite costume? A funny story? What do you love/hate about Halloween/Samhain? (PS-Bone Daddy loves the All Saints Day…those who have read POSSESS ME know why *wink*)

Smutketeer Halloween Factoid for Eden: I used to have huge Halloween parties. I rented out halls, had a full line up of live bands, had kegs of beer, sometimes a full bar, and had up to 300 people come!
Once it was a toga party, with a midnight slave auction-that party was totally insane by the end of the night, as you can imagine.

Smutketeer Halloween Factoid for RG: I had some strange costumes. Not the average kind either. One or two that I probably should have thought through- I think I was nine or ten when I dressed up as Mae West, with balloons, boa and all-and instead of “Trick or Treat” I said “Hey big boy, why don’t you come up and see me sometime?” LOL (I liked old movies, and I was a strange child…what can I say?)

Smutketeer Halloween Factoid for Crystal: Halloween is my favorite holiday of the year. When else do you get to dress up as someone else and threaten people with tricks if they don’t give you a sugar rush?
My favorite halloween costume? The year I dressed up as Smurfette–blue face, white dress and all. I think I was maybe six years old. With my blonde hair, I was a dead ringer.

Smutketeer Halloween Factoid for Feisty: Feisty secretly likes to dress up in matching costumes with her five-year-old son, and has been doing so since he was 7 months old. This is the first year she won’t be going in sync with her son because she refuses to be a power ranger.

Prizes:
Rimming sugar/salt and candy stir sticks

*insert Eden’s comments from the peanut gallery* Am I the only one who thinks ‘rimming’ sugar is funny? Then that must mean I’m the only one who’s read the rimming scenes in RG’s THE PRIESTESS and POSSESS ME. Yes, RG is the queen of rimming. And she *loves* when I say that…*G* And you should read those books. Awesome, awesome stuff!

AND
a pirate pendant vibrator (hehe)

Winners will be chosen Friday October 22nd :)
Let everyone know-this is a fun contest and we’d love to hear as many stories as we can! :)

Today I’m blogging over at Bitten By Books-talking about my latest release, BLOODSONG, chatting with readers about vampires, and having a contest! I’ll be there all day today and for a few hours tomorrow. You can find me HERE. I hope you’ll drop by to chat and play…:)

This Monday, October 4th, I’ll be blogging at Bitten By Books to continue the celebration of BLOODSONG, Book Two in my Midnight Playground vampire series! Bitten By Books is one of the top paranormal discussion and review sites on the Internet-if you haven’t been there, you must check it out!

The awesome folks at Bitten By Books are offering a special perk to my readers who register for this event in advance-they’ll give you an additional 25 entries in the contest we’ll be running on my blog day! They have a huge readership, so those extra entries can really help you up your odds! I’m giving away some special prizes, so be sure to stop by their blog on Monday & Tuesday to see!
To register, just click HERE.
To visit Bitten By Books, click HERE.
I hope you’ll all come by on Monday and say hello! Should be fun!