New release – Asian Adventures: Erotic tales from the East by Lisabet Sarai #NewRelease #romance #menage #bisexual #BoxedSet

Bisexual, multicultural erotic romance boxed set (X rated) – Asian Adventures: Erotic tales from the East by Lisabet Sarai is now available!

In Asia, the lines blur: between body and spirit, fantasy and reality, male and female, lust and love. Explore the erotic frontiers of the Orient in these arousing and moving tales from an author who has made the East her home.

Citadel of Women

When her lover dumps her, just before a long-planned trip to Angkor Wat, Doa stubbornly decides to travel alone. The marvelous sights of the ancient Khmer empire do little to heal the rift in her heart. Che, the mercurial young tour guide, senses her loneliness. But how can two people from such different worlds share a future?

Singapore Fling

Jason Chow is a brilliant engineer, a successful businessman and a bit of a rebel. He’s attracted to Ploy from the moment he sets eyes on her, but he doesn’t dare respond to her advances, for fear she’ll discover his secret vice. Ploy figures she’ll have to content herself with the cold comfort of a signed contract—unless the strength of Jason’s desire overwhelms his shame.

Lust in Dalat

The woman in the window seat to my right had more flesh than I’d usually find attractive, and most of it was on display. But she wasn’t trying to tease. She was simply at home in her own skin. And me? Traveling outside of the U.S. for the first time in my life, I was nervous, inexperienced, awkward and excited. Especially excited. With Helen next to me, who wouldn’t be?

Vows

Travel brings out a strange recklessness in my wife, a hunger for extremes that I don’t see when we’re in New York. Now, she wants us to seduce the achingly beautiful Buddhist monk we’ve met in Luang Prabang. I try to reject her suggestions, to resist temptation. But I yearn for his body—and his serenity.

Dragon Boat Blues

I booked the dragon boat cruise on Ha Long Bay figuring my disability wouldn’t be a problem on the luxurious junk. I wasn’t looking for companionship, just a bit of peace. But when Stan and Phil welcomed me into their circle of love, I discovered how much healing I still needed.   

Butterfly

When Lek stepped onto the stage at the Butterfly Bar and began to dance, I fell for her hard. The weekend we spent together in Bangkok was pure heaven. How could I know our love would drag me through hell?

Excerpt from “Dragon Boat Blues”

I didn’t have much difficulty getting into the dinghy—just handed my cane to the guide, sat on the pier, and eased myself down to sit with the rest of the tourists. Boarding the wooden junk anchored out in deeper water was another story. A ladder of planks and rope led from the open rowboat to the deck above. To climb, I would have to put all my weight on my bad leg. I knew that wouldn’t work.

I balanced precariously in the dinghy, surveying the situation. Maybe this was a bad idea after all.

“Up you come, love.” The speaker leaned over the rail of the junk, offering a ham-sized paw. “Give us your hand.” He had a ruddy complexion and a curly russet mop threaded with gray.

“Are you sure? I’m not exactly light.” I’d never been petite, and since the accident, I’d put on quite a few pounds.

“No problem,” said his younger, sandy-haired companion. “We’re used to tossing hay bales.” He shot me a friendly grin and extended his arm in parallel with his friend’s. “Just hold on tight. That’s the way.”

I gripped their wrists. They did the same to me. As they began to haul me upward, the dinghy captain clamped me around the waist and lifted me off my feet.  My good leg flailed, trying for a foothold on the rungs of the ladder. It was all very awkward and embarrassing, but in a few moments I was standing safe on the deck.

The guide passed me my cane, then scrambled up the ladder like a monkey.

“You alright?” The burly older man shot a wry look at the tangled rope contraption the guide was pulling over the gunwale. “Not exactly accessible, that.”

“Thanks for your help.” My long shirt had bunched up below my breasts. I smoothed it down over my leggings, feeling flustered and sweaty. “Probably I should have thought about that before I booked the cruise.”

“C’mon! And miss this?” My other rescuer made a sweeping gesture, indicating the lavishly appointed ship. “All this carved teak and polished brass?” The crimson sails over our heads snapped in the wind as the junk began to move. “Ha Long Bay’s supposed to be one of the wonders of the world. We’ve been saving to take this trip for three years.”

His enthusiasm made me feel so old. “I’m in Hanoi on business. One of my meetings got canceled, so I had a few free days. My hotel suggested this would be a good way to spend them.”

“You’ve got to take your chances as they come.” The stocky fellow smiled down at me and took my elbow in a gentlemanly fashion. “Why don’t we go up front, so we can see where we’re headed? I’m Stanley, by the way. Stan, folks call me. And this is Phil.”

I nodded, warmed by their friendliness despite my sour mood. “A pleasure. Lydia Sutton. You’re from England, I gather?”

Phil gave an energetic nod. “Dorset. Stan and me run a dairy farm now. Before, though, I worked as an insurance clerk in London. Before we met.”

He flashed a look of pure adoration at his companion.

Oh. I hadn’t pegged them as gay.

Stan saw the light dawn in my face. “We’re on our honeymoon. We always dreamed of traveling in Asia.” He paused, peering at me with a puzzled expression. “You look so familiar. Lydia, you say? Any chance we’ve met? Ever spend any time in London? Or done a Brighton weekend?”

I fought my sudden panic. No one was about to recognize me. I’d changed too much.

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About Lisabet

Lisabet Sarai has been addicted to words all her life. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five years old and her first poem at seven. Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred page dissertation, and lots of erotica and erotic romance – nearly one hundred titles, and counting, in nearly every sub-genre—paranormal, scifi, ménage, BDSM, GLBT, and more. Regardless of the genre, every one of her stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.

You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads and finally, on Twitter.  Sign up for her VIP email list here:  https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh

Outside the Land of Dreams #poem #poetry #makelifefair #expandopportunities

Outside the Land of Dreams

Dirty water skims my throat

splashing my lips

Each breath of air an appreciated hell

As I collapse to my knees on the shore

Heavy footsteps come for me

The reaching hands want to pull me back to consistent subsistence

No time for rest

I run until my feet bleed

and keep running until I find

the door, the hope, my dream

Locked and bolted

A fortress to keep me out

Guards stand tall

Guns and knives shining at their belts

They search and scan

Fists ready to pound

ready to knock me back

if I get too close to possibilities

Time to run, time to find another path

Time drags in the heat

Rivers turn to mud

The scorching heat turns mud to dust

revealing

Fish bones, bodies, and trash

There’s only a dim light shining

But it’s enough

Until my body is weaker than my will

and I hit the ground

Strong hands pull me up

Lifting me high enough to see

that the wall was endless

The door almost never opened

It was just a decoration, a carrot on a string

Meant to drag us along

To make us starve and freeze and sweat until bodies littered the road

A tool used to separate good from bad

by those who don’t understand

what it means to be good

By Christina Lynn Lambert

Sometimes opportunities, even just necessities, are so closely guarded and kept that people must go through hell just for a chance to have a better life. The road can feel endless because that’s the way it was designed, and there isn’t always a happy ending. It’s always worth it in the end to keep a little less and give a little more to be able to hold open the door for others who have been searching for a better life.

What is it Worth #poem #poetry #dontgiveup #poetrycommunity

What is it Worth

No light, no promise
what’s it worth
to hold tight
to possibilities
that can’t be seen
no guarantees
just the journey
but don’t let it end
by Christina Lynn Lambert

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Coming soon – Temporarily Out of Luck by Vicki Batman #RomanticComedy #ComingSoon #RomanceNovels

Hattie Cooks scrambles to exonerate her sister when all fingers point to Tracey as the murderer of her ex-husband.

Story blurb: Newly employed at Wedding Wonderland, Hattie Cooks is learning the industry from a woman she greatly admires. When her former brother-in-law is found dead in his luxury SUV, all fingers point to Hattie’s sister who is planning her own I dos.

Detective Allan Wellborn is caught between a rock and a hard place—Hattie’s family and investigating the murder of a well-connected Sommerville resident, the same loser who was once married to Hattie’s sister. Determining who’s the bad guy—or gal—isn’t going to be easy and sure to piss off someone.

Can Hattie beat the clock to find out who murdered Tracey’s ex before she is charged with the crime and her wedding is ruined?

Excerpt:

Sometimes, I felt like a small white mouse housed in a cage with lots of small white mice, whose playground activities involved eating, sleeping, and continually revolving on the exercise wheel. Just like one rodent friend—who I named Mr. Happy-Go-Lucky, having a field day back-flipping from the top of the spinning wheel—something happened. Unexpectedly, I found myself airborne.

Not hurt, a sense of disappointment overcame me, plus a bit of confusion, and a whole lot of colorful adjectives too numerous to list. I, mostly known as Hattie Cooks, shook off the pine shavings and joined the rat race. Sometimes, life sucked.

But wallowing? Not a good solution.

Being positive? A better one.

In most cases, a pitstop was a good idea, and I found comfort in my chocolate stockpile. And in most cases, I found empty shelves, for I had little dough to supply my habit due to the loss of my adored job as an assistant buyer at Sommerville’s top-class department store, Tucker’s, and the subsequent low-paying temporary ones I reluctantly took in the interim. Due to the expenses of rent, food, utilities, budgeting became my new compadré. However, for my recent birthday, Mom suggested friends and family provide me with treats. They were generous—gifting lots and lots of my favorite M&Ms in vast colors and flavors.

Mom’s idea totally rocked as the best birthday gift ever.

From outside my door, I heard Allan Wellborn smack the doorframe.

“You know how to find me.”

I roused from my ruminations and banged my forehead against the wall.   

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Author bio: Funny sweet, and quirky, Vicki Batman’s stories are full of her hallmark humor, romance, and will delight all readers. She has sold many award-winning and bestselling romantic comedy works to magazines and most recently, three humorous romantic mysteries. An avid Jazzerciser. Handbag lover. Mahjong player. Yoga practitioner. Movie fan. Book devourer. Cat fancier. Best Mom ever. And adores Handsome Hubby.

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Help From the Moon #poem #poetry #moon #friendship #haiku

Help From the Moon

When piercing the veil

without the proper armor

the moon is my friend

by Christina Lynn Lambert

When I wrote this poem, I was thinking of all the patient people out there who sit with their friends who have seen too much, learned things they weren’t ready to know, or dealt with things they never knew they could survive. Friends who sit and listen are one of life’s greatest gift.

Steamy sci-fi romance Claimed as Theirs by Kryssie Fortune is now available #romancenovels #romance #vampires

Claimed at Theirs by Kryssie Fortune is now available!

Blurb

When she is captured and thrown into a cage filled with ravenous vampires, Gwen assumes she will be devoured. But among the horde is a huge, terrifyingly powerful berserker who has other plans for her. She will belong not only to him, but to all of the vampires of his triad, and her beautiful body will be theirs to use and enjoy as thoroughly and shamefully as they please.

Gwen soon learns that her new masters will demand obedience from their little human, and it isn’t long before her defiance has earned her a painful, humiliating spanking. But even with tears still running down her blushing cheeks, her helpless arousal cannot be denied, and as she is claimed and ravaged again and again her pleas for mercy are soon lost amid her cries of pleasure.

Publisher’s Note: Claimed as Theirs is a stand-alone novel set in the same world as Taken as Theirs. It includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Excerpt

Naked, one arm twisted behind her back, Gwen stumbled down the spiral stairs. The stench of stale urine and filth stole her breath. The cacophony of hisses echoed toward them, chilling her soul. Red eyes peered through the darkness. Focused. Hungry. Inhuman. Fixed on her.

A huge natural cavern spread before her, colder than the North Pole. Iron bars stretched across its narrowest point, each thicker than a bodybuilder’s thigh. Mold crept from algae-covered puddles and stained the rock walls.

One glance at the red-eyed, skeletal mob penned inside and her knees buckled. Goosebumps erupted over her naked body and her stomach churned. Pressed against their cage, blood-starved vampires waited, fangs bared as they howled for fresh meat—for her.

Darkness blocked her vision until only the smell of neglect and dirt remained. Bile rose in her throat. Her muscles trembled like half-set Jell-O, and she struggled to breathe. If her captors tossed her in with those monsters, she’d be toast. Well… vampire catnip. Whatever, she’d end up dead.

The fat warder’s breath came straight from a pigsty. His celery-stalk–thin friend sported enormous boils on his cheeks and hands. Don’t these creeps understand personal hygiene?

The way Fatso groped her exposed breasts made her flesh creep. Until today she’d delighted in her Marilyn Monroe curves, but around this pervert, she felt dirty and ashamed. When the boil-covered guard unlocked the entrance, hungry blood-drinkers surged forward.

The other guards approached the cage, nightsticks swinging. The prisoners howled, wrapped their arms around their heads, and dropped to the floor. Weakened by their hunger, they were no match for well-fed soldiers. Wary now, they backed off and formed a semicircle, penning her in the entrance.

Watching.

Waiting.

Drooling.

For her.

Fatso released her arm and whacked her between her shoulder blades. Her breasts bounced as she stumbled farther into the dark cavern. Behind her, the door shut with a clang. The sound of the oversized key turning in the lock sounded her death knell.

She slammed one hand over her bare cunny and wrapped her other arm across her chest. Darkness choked her and terror froze her bones. As her eyes adjusted to blackness, a mass of ragtag creatures shuffled toward her. Their fangs gleamed through the cavern’s endless night.

When her spine pressed against the bars, they felt like icicles branding her flesh. Worse, her generous curves stopped her squeezing between them. Her pulse hammered three hundred beats a minute.

Palms clammy, she batted away the filthy hands that clawed at her naked body. Not that she had a hope in hell of coming out of this alive. “I’m a trained killer. Come near me and die.”

The feral vampires parted like the Red Sea before Moses. For one brief, beautiful moment, she thought her bluff scared them. No such luck.

A giant of a man strode toward her, his muscles bulging beneath his black leather jerkin. Shaven-headed, with a goatee beard and neat moustache, he could have passed for a member of an old-style biker gang. His dominant swagger and bulk made her pulse pound in a mix of bone-deep attraction and stomach-churning fear. Again she tried to cover her nakedness with her hands.

This gorgeous man-mountain’s eyes glowed with smoky red-gray lights—burning coals that illuminated the darkness. He dominated the other vampires by sheer force of will. “Disperse. Now.”

The mob dropped their chins and edged away.

His wide-legged, chin-high stance proclaimed him the biggest, baddest thing in there. To her, he seemed like sunshine and strength, a savior come to rescue her—unless he considered her his next meal.

With his pointed fangs and red-eyed gaze, he should terrify her. Instead, her tongue crept over her lips, and her nipples pearled as she took a step toward him. Then her common sense kicked in. He was a vampire—a natural-born killer who’d drink her dry.

His arm shot out, yanking her against him. The contact made her cunny ache for more. Determined to escape him, she thrust her knee toward his balls. Lightning fast, he stepped sideways, but his grip on her wrists tightened.

With a sexy growl, he hoisted her over his shoulder. “No dirty tricks, cupcake.”

God, his voice. Rich with bass notes, it reverberated through her bones. Everything about him, except his incisors, sent wicked desire blazing through her. But cupcake? She’d show him cupcake.

An amused laugh rumbled around his chest as she pounded her fists on his spine. He landed a single hard slap on her bare bottom. She squealed at the unexpected pain. Her cunny clenched, but hung like a slab of meat over the giant’s shoulder, she felt powerless and vulnerable.

His oversized hand stroked her naked behind before he slapped it again. The sound echoed around the cavern. Squealing, she beat on his back. Another inmate drooled as he crept closer. “Need a taste.”

Her captor shoved at the overfamiliar vamp’s face. “Don’t touch what’s mine.”

A blast of dark, sensual heat shot through her as he claimed her as his. If she wasn’t careful, this mammoth with the toe-tingling, growly voice could consume her in more ways than one.

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Wolf’s Challenge and Tiger’s Last Chance – on SALE for a limited time! #PNR #RomanceNovels #sale #ebooks #shifters

Paranormal romance novels Wolf’s Challenge and Tiger’s Last Chance are both on sale for $1.99 each on Amazon through February 14, 2021!

In the strange town of Great Oaks, VA, the road to love is full of surprises. Wolf’s Challenge is the first story in my Stranger Creatures series and features Derrick and Sydney’s story. 

When temptingly handsome, powerful shape shifter Derrick dares shy, single mom Sydney to take a chance with him, will she rise to the challenge or will she run for safety, leaving him in the dust?

Excerpt

Sydney sat in the conference room at Brass Cat Advertising, sipping her coffee and wishing the caramel latte could take her to an alternate reality. One where Derrick Porter wasn’t sitting in front of her. His presence had caught her off guard. She took another sip of her coffee and tried not to stare stupidly, but holy chocolate-covered cherries, the man was hot.

Dark hair and eyebrows made a striking contrast against his strong bone structure and fair skin. His lips, good grief. They looked so soft. His long, lean body fit nicely in a suit. The material stretched over his broad shoulders and came in at the waist. He probably had amazing six-pack abs.

When they’d met Saturday in running group, it hadn’t merely been the fog coupled with Sydney’s exhaustion and two-year streak of celibacy that made Derrick appear so handsome. Even under the bright lights of the conference room, he was gorgeous. What rotten luck that she couldn’t seem to get away from him.

Wolf’s Challenge is 1.99 on Amazon through February 14, 2021

Sean and Nikki from Wolf’s Challenge get their own story in Tiger’s Last Chance!

Here’s a little excerpt from Tiger’s Last Chance

For the briefest moment, Nikki felt the depth to which Sean might be capable of pushing her. His kiss was crushing and brutal. His tongue pushed past her lips and his grip in her hair tightened. If desire were a vine, it would have wrapped itself around her veins and encased her heart. The heat between them flooded her. There was a sweetness, too, in his kiss, and the sweetness made her burn hotter.

A polite cough from inside the waiting car put a quick end to things. Sean pulled away and met her gaze. No words, but she got the message. She wasn’t alone. Comfort and friendship; he’d probably meant the kiss to comfort her and had gotten carried away in the heat of the moment. He’d carried her away with him, and she wanted to take him so much further into the unknown.

With each second, each step towards the waiting car, she tried to find reasons and more reasons to ignore her growing attraction to Sean. The number one reason to forget about the kiss they’d shared—relationships were trouble. She had plenty of other amazing things in her life, including her career, her volunteer work, and her band, even though the band rarely played anywhere because the members had trouble aligning their schedules. She didn’t need a man. Besides, he was probably still messed up over Sydney. Also, he was a regular. Or mostly regular. Not to mention he lived over a thousand miles away in Texas. She should tell him the kiss was a mistake. One look at him and she couldn’t bring herself to say the words. The kiss they shared had been anything but a mistake.

On sale for $1.99 on Amazon through February 14, 2021

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COMING SOON:

Aiden “AJ” Shephard from Bear’s Edge gets his own story! I’ve been working on book 1 of the Haven Forest paranormal romance series which will be a subseries of my Stranger Creatures books.
AJ’s mistake during a Shifter Army Enforcement rescue mission cost Ellie’s brother his life. Ellie wants to hate AJ but a chance encounter in a rowdy bar reveals he’s not the cold, heartless man she thought him to be.
Accepting a job at AJ’s new shifter resort means the promise of a fabulous new career for Ellie. If only she could forget about blazing hot kiss they shared. Will Ellie’s growing attraction to him become more than just a temporary complication? AJ sure as hell hopes so.  

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When – my latest poem #poems #poetry #compassion #fightingconformity

When

When the people holding the keys and opportunities

sacrifice compassion

for order

When paltry charity

masquerades as mercy

and humiliation is just another weight to bear

when hands that don’t understand

strike

When the untested judge

demands the not so simple task of conformity

Their ultimatums press down, immobilize, incarcerate

When the well intentioned pleas of

“why can’t you just….

follow the path

walk straight

be quiet”

bring tears, leave scars

remember that

every day of defiance

every day of survival

is a day closer to the chance

to seize those elusive keys and opportunities

and sacrifice order

for compassion

by Christina Lynn Lambert

This poem is for everyone who has struggled and hoped to find a way to one day thrive instead of just survive within a world that isn’t patient and doesn’t always know or understand how to help, and sometimes doesn’t want to.

Children are the most vulnerable and tend to be at the mercy of those who often want order by any means necessary. For all the kids who struggle under the weight of society’s expectations of normal, for the kids who disagree with the messages they have been given and told to believe, for the kids who speak out against the injustices they see and want to change the world, for the kids who struggle to find their voice and their courage, for the kids who struggle with a disability- whether that disability is visible or not, for the kids who are forced to face changes in their lives they never thought possible, for the kids who challenge their peers’ perceptions of normal, for the kids who don’t have enough to eat or a safe place to live or clothes that fit or safe neighborhoods to play in, for the kids whose safe neighborhoods have become oppressive, paved, video-monitored conformist hells – don’t give up. Keep struggling. Keep fighting. May you find the strength to endure the present and the help and inspiration to find a better, brighter tomorrow.

Here’s what’s coming next in my Stranger Creatures series #PNR #RomanceNovels #Series #Romance

The road to love is full of surprises in the strange town of Great Oaks, VA. Check out books 1-3 of the Stranger Creatures series at https://www.amazon.com/Christina-Lynn-Lambert/e/B01MCYK0K7 and other e-book sellers. #PNR #Romance #RomanticSuspense #SteamyRomanceNovels

Books 4 and 5 of the Stranger Creatures series are in progress! Each book in the series features a different couple on their journey to happily-ever-after. Lately, I’ve been working on Luke and Jordan’s story (to be titled later).
After surviving a battle with cancer, Jordan decides life should be about taking chances. She’s never met another person with psy abilities before, until Luke. Though she’s still nowhere as bold as she wishes she could be, she comes up with an idea that would allow her spend more time with him.
Luke agrees to Jordan’s plan to spend the holidays together and even though he wants something more permanent than their current holiday arrangement, he vows to keep that thought to himself. Would Jordan still want him if she knew his past?
Can they stop an elusive research company from experimenting on vulnerable people or will Luke and Jordan’s time together be over too soon?

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Profit and Bones #poem #poetry #healthcareisahumanright #m4all

Profit and Bones

Keep the furnace fed

with the bones of bankruptcy

Keep the profit flames rising

so the bottomless thieves can collect

while they destroy

by Christina Lynn Lambert

The above poem is dedicated to the greedy, murderous health insurance and pharmaceutical industries as well as all the soulless politicians who pocketed bribes and allowed this for-profit healthcare nightmare to endure.