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LGBTQ+ Storytelling and a thriller from Patrick R. Field #Paranormal #Fantasy #LGBTQ+

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On the fifteenth of every month I write a column on LGBTQ+ romance at the Sweet ‘n Sexy Divas blog. Today my guest is Patrick R. Field, with his latest release, Servant.

Here’s what readers are saying about this book:

“Finally, a story where a gay couple’s biggest issue ISN’T being gay.”

“It’s really gratifying to see a gay couple as the lead characters in a book who just ‘happen to be gay, and not a main plot point. Refreshing and a welcome addition to the gay fiction genre.”

I hope for a future in which what is true for this book can be true for all of us – that variations in sexual orientation are normal, unremarkable, and valued.

Head on over to his post to find out more:

https://sweetnsexydivas.blogspot.com/2023/12/lgbtq-storytelling-servant-by-patrick-r.html

Innocence (Lost Souls Book 1) by Shiela Stewart @ShielaSue #MFRWAuthor #Suspense #Paranormal #Series

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BLURB:

Jessica Coltrane is a diehard sceptic who believes ghosts and paranormal activity are nothing more than a figment of an overactive imagination. That is until she finds herself locked inside a haunted house with the enigmatic paranormal investigator C.J. Dowling.

Born with the ability to see and speak to the dead, C.J. Dowling thought investigating a haunted house would be a job like many others. He’s prepared for anything—except smart and sexy Jessica.

Working together in close quarters, C.J. and Jessica discover it isn’t only negative tension between them but sexual as well. Giving in to their desires seems like a good idea until they wake and find the spirits thought otherwise. They are trapped with the ghost of a child long forgotten, an amorous entity threatening Jessica, and a powder keg of a spine-tingling mystery that might just be better left buried.

EXCERPT

Something tickled her nose. Using her hand, she tried to swipe it away and felt the brush of hair against her knuckles. Planting her hand, she felt the warm flesh beneath her palm.

Recognition hit and woke her with an angry slap. Eyes shooting open, she sat up quickly and instantly regretted it when the room spun wildly around her. Laying back down, closing her eyes, she waited out the dizziness the hangover caused. Her mind raced to the night before.

The soft ache in her loins reminded her of what she’d done. Carefully opening her eyes, she turned her head to see a naked C.J. beside her.

“Oh, God.” She looked over his naked body, remembering how good it felt having him inside her. She hadn’t been that drunk that she couldn’t remember the event, and lord, what an event it had been. They had literally torn each other’s clothing off. She’d been an animal, which was so not like her.

What did they do now? Would they go on as they had been, sniping at each other, treat this as a one-night fling and move on? In truth, the guy irritated the hell out of her, yet he’d made her feel so incredible the night before. How was she supposed to respond to him now, after sharing something so intimate?

“Dowling,” she spoke quietly. “Dowling.” When he moaned, she slapped his chest. “Dowling!”

“Jesus.”

“Wake up.”

“I’m awake.” He looked at her with a smile. “Morning.” Then his eyes went wide. “Holy hell.” He bolted upright and jumped to his feet, nearly knocking her over. “Oh, my God.”

“What the hell?” The sofa stood on its end, two sitting chairs slammed up right against it, all pushed against the window. The coffee and end tables stood one on top of the other, in front of the fireplace.

Carefully, Jessie stood up, waiting out the dizziness. She had to rub her eyes to make sure she wasn’t seeing things. It looked like a hurricane had blown through. “How…”

“I need to check my equipment.” He flew off, still nude, and she got one hell of a look at his ass.

She saw her shirt by the fireplace, straps torn. She couldn’t exactly wear it in its condition. Spotting his shirt hanging over the couch, she grabbed it and put it on. It barely covered her, but would have to do for now.

“This is incredible. The meters went off the scale. The temperature recorded several degrees below freezing at one point. It didn’t last long, though, as it rose exponentially. And we slept through it all. Damn, I have never seen anything like this before. It’s phenomenal.”

“You’re naked, you know?”

“What?” He didn’t even look up.

“You’re naked.” She tossed him his jeans, hitting him square in the face.

Unaffected by it, he grabbed the jeans and slipped into them using his free hand.  It amused her to watch him shimmy into his tight jeans, jumping from one foot to the other. “The cameras!” He rushed to the video equipment as he did up his pants. “Do you know what this means?”

“That you were a busy boy last night.”

He looked at her, confused. “Beg pardon?”

“I don’t know how you managed it all alone, but I give you credit for a job well done.”

“You think I did all of this?”

“No, I know you did all of this. Boy, you’ll do anything to make me a believer.”

His eyes narrowed and his voice dipped an octave. “You think I did all of this just to make you believe there are ghosts here?”

“Well…yeah.”

“Fine.” Walking to her, he grabbed her arm and led her to the camera.

“Let go of me.”

“Not until you see this.” Taking her by the shoulders, he turned her to face the monitor attached to one of the cameras. “Watch.” He pressed play.

Folding her arms across her chest, Jessie glared at the screen. He’d recorded them having sex.

“Oh my God, you taped us making out? How could you?”

“I have my cameras set on timers that begin taping on their own. I didn’t know we were going to go at it like rabbits last night. Watch.”

“You will erase those tapes,” she insisted, then grunted when he turned her face back to the monitor. “What the hell?”

“Keep watching.”

She couldn’t pry her eyes away if she tried. The furniture lifted in the air, spun around wildly before they slammed in front of the fireplace and window. “Oh my god!”

“My sentiments exactly. I need to check the rest of the house.” He left her mesmerized in front of the TV.

BUY LINKS

Decadent Publishing: https://decadentpublishing.com/secrets-of-the-dead/

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08W1L6LX2/

Barnes and Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/secrets-of-the-dead-shiela-stewart/1008584825?ean=2940162538202

iBooks: https://books.apple.com/us/book/secrets-of-the-dead/id1552432453?ign-itscg=30200&ign-itsct=books_toolbox

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/secrets-of-the-dead-17

Smashword: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1067767

Books also available in Paperback.

Get the complete series!

SERIES BUY LINK AT AMAZON

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08W57MPSM

About the Author

Shiela Stewart is a paranormal suspense author with a writing history that stems back to her youth. Always a dreamer, wondering if her stories would ever reach an audience, she was finally published in 2006 and hasn’t stopped since. It is rare to find a stand-alone book as she prefers series stories. Her longest running series to date is her Darkness series which is a vampire romance.

Her joy for scary suspense is evident in each of her books. She has had several accomplishments including fighting for the top spot in rankings with author Stephany Myers, receiving glowing reviews as well as interviews on television.

When not writing, Shiela spends her time with the love of her life, William, and their children and grandchildren. She enjoys getting her hands dirty, working in her gardens and planting flowers. Her strong affection for animals is evident in the many cats, fish and birds she cares for.

Her favorite time of day is at sunset.

AUTHOR LINKS

Website: https://www.shielastewart.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/ShielaSue

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/shiela.stewart/

Lustful Possession Series by H. K. Carlton @AuthorHKCarlton #TimeTravel #Paranormal #Romance #Series

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I’m always thrilled to welcome Author H. K. Carlton to my pages – today, I asked her to share the Cairnnon Castle series, which I devoured when it came out. If you haven’t read this series, you are in for a treat!

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A seemingly harmless paranormal investigation sparks a series of haunting events that ultimately sends an international team of supernatural investigators to Ireland and to one of the most haunted destinations in all of Europe.

Travel Through Time and Unravel the Mystery of Cairnnon Castle

Thank you so much for having me back, Adriana, and allowing me the opportunity to time-travel through my backlist. It’s always a journey when taking a look back, from the first little niggle of the initial idea to the final published story. It’s not always an easy process, but it’s always a trip worth taking.

 
Meet the O’Cairnnon’s — a fate most don’t survive
 

 

The Lustful Possession Series in reading order:
Meet Me in the Dark
Dark Foursome
The Fall of Cairnnon Castle
Rising from the Darkness
Dark Seed
Bending Darkness
Dark Defeat
Though this collection of short stories is predominantly dark erotic paranormal—at times verging on horror—it runs the gamut in sub-genres and eras—from contemporary to historical time-travel, and back again. Please note: the saga also incorporates both m/f and m/m couplings, plus some multi-partner interaction.
 

 

Part 1 – Meet Me in the Dark
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, contemporary, ghosts, possession)
 
Crishtin Davenport thought she was attending a simple Halloween event—a good scare to get the blood pumping. Little does she know her actions that night would unleash an ancient evil.
 
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Part 2 – Dark Foursome
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, contemporary, ghosts, possession)
 
A foursome takes on a whole new aspect when a fledgling couple, is hijacked by two randy spirits, who then use their corporeal bodies to recapture the sexual pleasures they enjoyed while inhabiting the physical world.
 
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The saga takes a sudden medieval time-travel twist in Part 3 – The Fall of Cairnnon Castle (m/f, time-travel, Ireland, historical, paranormal, dark erotic, verging on horror)
 
Caught in a cave-in, Scientist Neve Brádach, lies broken and dying, trapped inside the most haunted castle in Ireland with the infamous elemental, Bás a thagann. Neve is left defenseless to fight it and is forced to suffer a life that is not her own
 
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Part 4 – Rising From the Darkness
(m/m, paranormal, erotic, contemporary)
 
U.S. paranormal investigators return to Ireland to commemorate the 25th anniversary of the Fall of Castle Cairnnon. But what they find instead might set the paranormal community on it’s collective ear.
 
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Part 5 – Dark Seed
(paranormal, erotic, contemporary, m/f story with m/m interaction)
 
The supernatural investigators’ astounding discovery at Cairnnon Castle, can only be described as a miracle. 
 
Or perhaps one blessing, is just another curse.
 
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Part 6 – Bending Darkness
(m/f, paranormal, erotic, time-travel, historical)
 
The Cairnnon curse threatens to turn one woman’s dreams of happily-ever-after into a hellish nightmare.
 
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And Part 7 – Dark Defeat – The stunning conclusion to the Lustful Possession saga (paranormal, dark erotic, time-travel, historical, an m/f story with f/f and m/f/f interaction)
 
Hell-bent on saving her children, a mother will stop at nothing to defeat the evil that stalks her family, or at the very least, she’ll die trying.
 
Evil never gambled on battling one pissed off mother!
This erotic paranormal collection of short stories contains both mf & mm pairings, plus multi-partner interaction; & also cliff-hangers. Installments must be read in order.
 
 
Enjoy an excerpt from my favorite book in the series 
(Am I allowed to say that? 🤔) 😉
 
Lustful Possession – Part 3: The Fall of Cairnnon Castle

Cairnnon Castle, Ireland—The Present 

The earth underneath me quakes. The sky above me falls. It rains down on me. Pain explodes inside my head. My ribs break. I am crushed.
A deafening rumble offends my ears. My body is tossed and crumpled, battered by debris. It goes on for an eternity.
And then…
Silence. Stillness.
The pain is immense. Like nothing I’ve ever endured in my life.
Oh, God! Please! I implore wordlessly. I cannot speak, scream, or moan.
My eyes are closed. But beyond me, there’s brightness, so vivid I detect it through my closed eyelids. I try to open them, but none of my faculties are functioning. I am heavy. My lungs are burning. It hurts to even take shallow breaths. I concentrate on the unenviable task of simply inhaling in and out—an action I have obviously taken for granted all these years. The dust is choking me. I try not to cough. I will split apart if I do. My ribcage has already splintered with the weight upon me.
A low hum begins. It is annoying, but as it goes on it becomes comforting, harmonious.
As the fire in my chest subsides, I am lethargic, sleepy, and content.
Stillness.
I know what this is. It is elemental. Inevitable, from the moment we take our first breath.
I wait for it…
Death comes.
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H K Carlton is a multi-published author of romance and its varied sub-genres. From naughty to nice, historical to contemporary, time travel to space travel, and everything in between.

 
Variety is creativity’s playground—It’s where you’ll find me.