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Friday, May 27, 2016

Eternal Flames 1
Burning Desire


Cree Storm and Maggie Walsh


Centuries ago the Phoenix and Dragons were a force no one could penetrate. They fought together, mated together, and worked side by side, and then all that changed. The children of the leaders were dead and war had practically destroyed them all. The fighting stopped and they both went their separate ways. 
Daytona was the Captain of the Crystal fire department. He loved his small town and he loved his job. However, what none of the small town knew was that he was also a dragon. Crystal was a small location just outside Denver, and it was also the home to the Phoenix. He had lived amongst them for years, hiding his scent, until the day came that he could no longer keep his secret. 
When a fire claims his mother's life, Ethan rushes home. Having your mother being a victim of an arson is not something he was prepared to face, but discovering he wouldn't have to do it alone, should have been a relief. The thing is...that relief came in the form of a dragon, and the town believes that his mate is the cause of all the fires around town. 
When the arsonist strikes close to home, Day knows he must clear his name and find the culprit that is now trying to kill his mate. 

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Saturday, April 2, 2016

Kalil's Coven 1 ERIK's Un Amor 
by Cree Storm


Erik has known that Billy was his un amor since the day the man walked in for the editing job, four months ago.  It has not been easy watching Billy walk in and out of the office and act as if the man was not destined to change Erik's life, but how do you tell a man, that is human, you are an enforcer for your vampire coven and he is your mate? Well, some things just can't be put off for long, especially when Erik discovers his mate had been placed in grave danger.
Billy loved his job, as an editor, for Romancing the Readers Publishers, until he made what he thought was the biggest discovery in his career. Telling his boss, their company's  most prize author, Dimitri, is a plagiarist was difficult, but not nearly as difficult as finding out that things really do go bump in the night and the plagiarist author was an evil vampire bent on destroying him .

Will Erik ever get to claim his un amor as his own, or will Billy run when he finds out that they are destined mates and Erik has  every intention of sinking his fangs into him before Dimitri can?

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Sunday, March 20, 2016

The Smexy Romance Blog hop 

The Mating Games
Unnecessary Roughness
Cree Storm

The Mating Games gathering has arrived! 
Finding ones mate is not always easy. Not everyone's mate is always the same species and the 
Council knows this, so they designed a way for all types of shifters and other paranormals to come together. Have some fun, meet new people, and if you are one of the lucky ones....find your mate. 
Knowing that Councilman Troy is responsible for their friend's disappearance, and proving it, are two different things. However, Colby and Ian are just as determined to do that, as they are to figure out how to make their mating official. 
Discovering that the councilman is using endangered animal shifters for his own purposes, pushes Colby's saber toothed tiger and Ian's giant golden crowned flying fox to change their approach, but not their determination. 
The thing is, even with all they know, can they save Joop and the others and still prove that Councilman Troy is behind it all or will the Councilman make these two a part of his experiments first?

Derk stood up and started to walk away when a growling and hissing noise was 

made behind him. Turning, Derk said with sadness, "I get it, Ricky and it's 

okay.You don't want a mate. You have your friends and you have your lab, you 

don't need or want me.It's okay, if you change your mind, I understand you're 

smart enough to find me." Derk continued walking until he heard Ian yell, "Watch 

out!" Turning quickly, Derk watched as a black and white fuzzy came running at 

him and leapt high, into his arms. Ricky was chirping and growling at the same 

time and then climbed on Derk's shoulder. Wiggling around, trying to get a hold of 

his mate so he didn't fall, Derk hissed, "What the hell are you doing Ricky? Get 

down from there before you fall and hurt yourself." Ricky took that opportunity to 

nip his ear and Derk hissed, "What the fuck was that for? Ricky, get off me."

Ian sauntered to Derk with his arms crossed, "Now you did it." Derk kept trying to 

grab at Ricky, but damn he was fast and if Derk was not mistaken, the guy was a 

bit pissed. "You pissed him off." Ian said as he watched Derk try to catch Ricky.

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Sunday, March 13, 2016

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A Trilling Moment
Cree Storm

When Javan tells his Alpha he can never claim his mate, he doesn't imagine that Henry would hear his words and run from Capulet. Desperate to find his little man and explain, Javan asks the only man he knows could help find Henry. 
Onyx is Trill: part hawk, part lizard, and part man. Being second in command of his flock, he knows what dangers the Magic Lands hold, He never thought he would ever have one mate let alone two, and now, one is lost in the midst of those lands.
Onyx's blood runs cold when Henry suddenly returns to Capulet on the tail of a Baliz, telling them how Lorkin, leader of the savage creatures, is coming for Henry.
Can Javan fix his mistake with Henry? Can Onyx figure out a way to claim his mates in his current form? They better find the answers quickly, or Henry will pay the ultimate price...death.

Henry wanted to laugh but a sad whimpering sound came out instead. “My mate doesn’t want me, Noah. I heard him myself, and as for Onyx, even he doesn’t know if he’s my mate or not.”
Noah took Henry by the hand and indicated for him to sit on the settee. Once situated, Noah knelt and looked at him. “Henry, I know what you heard Javan say. However, you didn’t hear everything and you didn’t stick around long enough to let him explain his words. A good mate listens and understands.”
Henry was confused at Noah’s words. “But I heard him say he has no intention of claiming me.”
“Henry there are things you need to discuss with Javan. As for Onyx, well, his protectiveness of you and his reaction to others touching Javan…and the things I learned writing the log books. I really think he is Javan’s and your mate,” Noah replied softly.
Henry looked away and then back at Noah. “You know, sometimes I think I should have stayed in West Capulet.”
Noah stood and then sat quickly next to Henry, clasping his hands and saying, “No, Henry! Being there was dangerous. There was no one there to protect you if danger came and if you remember it did come.”
Henry snorted and wiped at his watery eyes. Standing, Henry walked to the window to look out. “Noah, I really like you. You, Seth, Damien, and Shet… You guys are the closest to friends I ever had.”
Noah went to Henry, replying, “Henry, we are friends.”
Shrugging, Henry said, “Maybe, but Noah, even when my pack was there, no one knew I even existed. No one talked to me or asked me to dinner. Heck everyone left West Capulet and no one even thought to come to me and tell me what was going on.”
“Oh, Henry,” Noah whispered sadly.
Henry wiped the tears as they fell, rasping, “When I went to go to the general store for supplies, I realized everyone was gone.” Turning, Henry continued. “Do you know how scary it was knowing I had no pack? Everyone left. Why did they do that to me? I just want to know what it is about me that makes people turn away.”
Noah wiped at his own tears, whispering, “Henry, I have always been lucky enough to have Damien and Seth, but I remember how I felt when the people that were supposed to give me unconditional love were the very ones hurting me. I remember wondering why the adults around me ignored the bruises.”
Giving Noah a sad smile, Henry said, “But you always had Damien and Seth. I’ve never had anyone. My Alpha, Betas, enforcers, neighbors….all of them just left and no one ever looked back. What does that say about me that no one even thought to come and get me?”
“It says nothing about you Henry. It says that I was right to hand over Alpha to Asher. It says that we did not do as a pack should. We didn’t keep you safe. What happened was never your fault, it was mine,” Asa said sadly from the door neither man ever heard open.
Henry immediately looked to the floor, but Asa approached, saying, “No, Henry. Please don’t fear me. I know I didn’t do things right by you. I made huge mistakes, but please never think that I would hurt you.”
Noah shook his head. “Asa, you guys really just left him in a ghost town?”
Asa sighed. “We thought he didn’t want to come here. We thought he had chosen to stay behind. Nathan, Jair, and Cain would make regular trips to West Capulet to check on him. I had a couple guards watch over him, waiting for a sign that he might join us.”
Henry’s eyes flew up in shock. “You did?”
Asa nodded slowly. “Of course we did. You were one of my pack.”
Henry swallowed hard then asked, “Then… Then why do you say you didn’t do right by me?”
“Because I didn’t stop your father. I didn’t keep you safe. I wanted to make sure I wasn’t making a huge mistake and instead I made the biggest. Instead of worrying how I would look if I was wrong, I should have come and taken you from that home and made sure you were safe. For that, I will always be regretful and guilty,” Asa replied.
Henry didn’t know what to say when Seth came from behind Asa. “Hey, Asher is getting worried. He wants to know what the holdup is.”
Noah walked with Henry to Asher’s office. Asa stopped at the closed door, softly saying, “There are ten men in the room. Most are very tall men, however, no one in there is going to harm you, Henry. If at any point things start becoming too much for you, you let me know and I will take you to your quarters.”
Henry nodded then asked, “C–can Noah come with me?”
Asa nodded as Noah huffed. “No one could keep me out of there, Henry. I told you, we’re friends and friends stick together.”
Smiling, Henry nodded. “Thank you.”
Walking in a room filled with mostly soldiers was one of the hardest things Henry had ever forced himself to do. Seeing Terrin sitting in a chair and Lika next to him, holding that book, made Henry feel better for some reason. Looking to the other side, he saw Javan and Onyx standing there looking at him and if Henry wasn’t reading them wrong, they were looking at him with hope.

Onyx hurt in places he didn’t know he could hurt, but his fear of losing this one opportunity was not something he was willing to risk.
Henry laid on his side, next to Onyx, and he watched as Javan walked to Henry’s side of the bed.
Placing his own leg over the little man’s head, Javan layed in the sixty-nine position and turned slightly sideways.
Lining his hard cock up and lowering it to Henry’s opening mouth, Javan then brought his moist orifice to Onyx’s hard shaft and took him straight down to the back of his throat.
Both Onyx and Javan moaned at the same time. Onyx couldn’t seem to stay still as his hips lifted to bring Javan’s retreating mouth back to cover his cock, over and over again.
Only the sounds of moans, breathing, and wet suction sounds could be heard. Onyx didn’t think this could get any better, and never once did he hear the clicking of the lube being opened, but he sure didn’t miss when that cool moist finger touched his quivering hole.
Feeling Javan lightly circle his channel entrance was one thing. Feeling that first digit slipping into his warm hole was something else altogether.
Hearing Henry’s indrawn breath, Onyx turned and forced his eyes open, watching as Henry spread his legs wider and lifted his ass as Javan stroked their mate, as he slowly moved his hips up and down.
Suddenly Javan lifted his mouth, jumped up, and hissed, “Henry, scoot down here with your knees to your ears. Onyx, bend those knees for me as well.”
Both men did as instructed. Onyx watched as Javan put more lube on his fingers and then brought one hand to each mate’s ass and slowly pushed in, groaning, “I wish you could see how my finger slides in so smoothly. I can’t wait to find out if my cock in your asses is going to look as good.”
Henry moaned and Onyx groaned, both pushing into the finger that entered and exited their holes, stretching them for what was going to come.
Javan added the second finger, whispering, “Touch each other.”
Onyx brought his hand to Henry’s hard cock as Henry did the same to him. They both began to stroke each other as Javan crooked his finger resulting in both his and Henry's sounds of pleasure.
Javan added a third finger as he brought his head down and over Onyx’s cock and took him to his throat once more.
Just as Onyx felt he was about to shoot his load, Javan released his shaft from his mouth and went to Henry and gave him the same treatment.
Onyx would have complained about the teasing Javan was giving him, had it not been for the blissful look and beautiful sounds that came from their little mate.
Henry gasped and pleaded as his hand squeezed Onyx’s cock even harder and slid up then down in jerking movements.
Javan pulled back and whispered, “Don’t stop jerking Onyx, Henry, or I will stop sucking.”
Henry didn’t say anything as he continued to stroke Onyx and nod his head furiously.
Javan lowered his head once more and continued stretching Onyx and Henry’s ass. He would scissor then push and scissor again. It felt so fucking good. His own pre-cum lubed his dick for Henry’s hand as Henry’s pre-cum lubed Onyx’s hand for each stroke he gave him.
Onyx knew he was getting close to spewing his seed and began chanting, “I’m close…so close…I’m close…so fucking close.”
Henry increased his up and down movements as Javan crooked his finger once more, hitting his love spot like an arrow hitting a bull’s-eye. Onyx arched his back and grunted his pleasure as seed poured out his tip. Seconds later Henry shrieked low and almost sounded as if he was in pain until the scent of his seed and the moisture of Henry's essence coated his hand.
Javan drank down what Henry had to offer then quickly pulled his wet fingers from Onyx’s hole, growling. “Henry, get on Onyx.”
Henry sat up and straddled Onyx’s waist. Onyx grasped Henry’s side as Javan took Onyx’s still hard shaft in hand, lubing his cock as well as helping to line Henry up, ordering, “Lower yourself, Henry.”
Henry did as Javan told him, and Onyx felt his mate’s tight channel covering his hard moist shaft slowly until their balls met.
Without saying a word, Javan touched Onyx’s hole with the tip of his weeping hard, well-lubed dick and began to push in.
Onyx hissed at the slight burn and pressure as Javan went further and further in. His mate didn’t stop, even as the muscles in Onyx's ass tightened around Javan's hard cock. Onyx hissed even louder. The pain was not unbearable, but it was unexpected.
Javan panted, “Push out, baby. I promise it will feel so good, just push out.”
However, Javan's words didn't make any sense to Onyx, at the moment.
Onyx had never had another cock in his ass before. He had played with himself from time to time, but this was very different than fingers.
The wide, bulbous head of Javan caused a pressure and the burn… Oh by the Gods. Just as Onyx was about to beg his mate to stop, Javan did, and Henry leaned over Onyx. With understanding he wiped at a lone tear that had fallen from Onyx’s cheek, whispering, “It’s going to be alright, mate. Just push out a bit and breathe.”

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Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Bellann Summer 


Styx Randall has high hopes for his job interview with Rescue for Hire West. The idea of spending his days fixing the high powered planes and vehicles for the company is his idea of heaven. When he meets Flyer Wakefield, he adds the pilot to his list of wants in life, with want soon turning into need. But why is the nervous man’s phone ringing constantly? Styx finds out the first time he takes Flyer into his arms and discovers his scarred body.
Flyer accepts that he can’t sit still. He knows if he doesn’t keep eating he’ll wind down like a toy top. What he doesn’t understand is why his sadistic ex-boyfriend won’t leave him alone. Meeting the big, bad mechanic should send Flyer running for the hills, and yet the attraction is undeniable. Flyer finds strength and healing in Styx’s arms, but will that be enough when his ex-boyfriend kidnaps Flyer and some of his teammate’s partners?


Styx walked down the gravel road beside Roman to the largest building. It was made of metal, and an open folding door took up one wall. Styx’s breath was taken away by the collection of gorgeous aircraft before him.
“As you can see we, have an assortment of planes. That’s a ten-seater in the back. The smaller plane holds four. If you let him, Flyer will talk year ear off describing what each is capable of in great detail.” Roman gestured to the side. “That’s our baby, the helicopter. She’s set up for full rescues, whether it’s mountains, fire, or water and can hold up to six men.”
Styx ran his fingers over the smooth, shiny side of the aircraft. It was a dream. “She is a beauty.”
“She’s more than a beauty. She’s extraordinary.” Flyer walked into the hanger and rested his hand on the helicopter’s side.
Styx’s gaze narrowed in on the man’s strong hand caressing the cool metal. He wanted the man called Flyer to put that hand on his chest and grasp onto him as he brought Flyer to his peak.
Flyer’s color was better now than it had been back at the house. His demeanor was also calm and more in control than Styx had seen so far. Physically, the man pushed every one of Styx’s buttons. Shiny sable brown hair, which was neat on the sides yet long enough on top for Styx to shove his fingers through, mixed with sea-green eyes, did it for him. Flyer wasn’t an overly muscular man, but he was fit and strong. Styx had the sudden urge to strip Flyer bare and wrap those long legs around his waist before he sank his cock inside until his balls were jammed against Flyer’s firm, round ass.
Flyer stood stock-still and tipped his head to the side. “Don’t look at me like that.”
“Why not?” Styx challenged. He liked that Flyer didn’t seem afraid of his size or dark edges.
“Because you need to accept a position with Rescue for Hire West and we have to get to know each other before the demands in your eyes can happen.” Flyer’s hand grasped the edge of the helicopter’s tail.
“I haven’t been offered a position yet,” Styx pointed out.
Styx continued to study Flyer. The man trimmed his mustache into a thin line above his full upper lip. He also trimmed his beard so that it ran along his jaw up over his chin to his lower lip. A light scruff blurred the lines of the thicker hair, telling Styx the man hadn’t shaved today. Styx kept his face clean-shaven when he remembered to shave, which turned out to be about every other day or so.
He didn’t know how long he would have stood there enjoying each new discovery he made of Flyer’s attributes, but Roman’s deep voice pulled his attention away.
“At least glance at the work area of the hanger and then we can all go into my office and get down to discussing the particulars of the position,” Roman told Styx before looking at Flyer with a smirk on his face. “Do you think you can quit distracting Styx long enough for me to make him an offer he can’t refuse?”
Flyer’s smile sent a pulse of heat through Styx’s chest before it settled in his groin. The world narrowed down to Styx and Flyer. The smile dropped from Flyer’s face, and he moved toward Styx.
Roman’s big body stepped in between them and blocked Styx’s view of walking ecstasy. Styx pushed back a spike of irritation. He needed to remember he was here for a job interview, not to claim a man named Flyer. But part of him wanted to, right here and right now.
“Styx.” Roman’s tone had gone hard. He raised his hand and pointed at the end of the building. “As you can see, we have a fully stocked facility capable of maintaining or repairing our aircraft.” Roman looked over his shoulder. “Flyer, don’t even think of trying to get around me. You will stay on the other side of me and away from Styx until we get back to the office.”
Flyer stopped in mid-step of inching around Roman. Styx would have laughed if he wasn’t itching to experience how Flyer fit in his arms and against his body. Instead, he turned to study the work area of the hanger.
He had no doubt that the tall portable roller cabinets set in strategic places for ease of accessibility, with their multiple drawers, contained every tool he would need to get the airplanes ready for the air. A huge worktable took up the center of the area. Styx could see himself pulling up one of the stools and spending a few hours working on a motor that needed adjusting. This place called to him. Styx wanted to stay and make a home at Los Héroes.
Looking at Roman, Styx said, “I’ve seen enough.”


Walking past Flyer, Styx snagged the man’s hand and led him over to the worktable. After sliding onto a stool, Styx spread his thighs and pulled the delicious man in between. Part of Styx’s brain hoped the stool was solid because things were about to get interesting.
“What are you doing?” Flyer’s fingers sifted through Styx’s hair.
“I’m going to make you feel good.” Styx cupped Flyer’s package through his black pants. Under his palm, Flyer’s dick bobbed.
The fingertips rubbing his scalp paused before continuing their lovely massage. Styx’s eyes half closed. The man had talented fingers.
Flyer’s hips shifted but didn’t move away. “Reese will be back soon.”
“You said that already.” Styx wanted to feel Flyer’s flesh and opened his pants. In his hand, Flyer’s dick was hard, warm, and a dark pink. “We best hurry. Climb up.”
Not waiting for Flyer to move, Styx lifted and set him onto his spread thighs, opening Flyer’s legs wide. Only Flyer’s dick and ball sac stuck out from the material of his pants. The sight was obscene and sexy as hell. Pretty green eyes widened. Straight, wide teeth sank into a bottom lip. That wouldn’t do. That lip was Styx’s.
Leaning forward, Styx licked the reddened skin of Flyer’s lip before sucking the plump flesh into his mouth. While they had worked at getting the helicopter put away, Flyer had been chewing hard caramel candies. Styx enjoyed the lingering taste.
Styx tightened his grip on Flyer’s dick, stroking the shaft from its base to the mushroom-shaped head. He rubbed the pad of his thumb over the small slit at the top, enjoying the bead of silky pre-cum that welled up.
The rough growth of hair on the side of Flyer’s face pricked Styx’s lips as he continued to explore. The man shivered, and the dick under Styx’s hand swelled when he found a sensitive spot next to Flyer’s jaw and under his ear. The soft skin pulled into his sucking kisses so sweetly.
“Styx, ah…” Flyer’s hips thrust forward as Styx continued to work that spot.
Creating a tunnel with his fingers, Styx gave Flyer something to shove his dick through. The man reacted beautifully and set up a fierce rhythm. Beneath them, the stool squeaked.
Through the black material of Flyer’s shirt, Styx found his nipple with gentle fingers. He suspected Flyer wouldn’t react well to pain and, instead, caressed it until it pebbled.
Flyer’s thrusts grew erratic, and beneath Styx’s fingers, Flyer’s balls drew up. Wide green eyes looked at Styx. It took a moment to realize fear was making them glisten.
His voice trembled in panic as Flyer whispered, “I need to…”
The next instant the dick in Styx’s hand softened. Flyer’s chest heaved as the man struggled to catch his breath. Hands pushed at Styx’s chest, and in a burst of speed, Flyer wrenched his body off Styx’s thighs.
Flyer raced across the hangar toward the door. Styx was right behind him. He had seen that haunted, hunted look in his fellow SEALs’ eyes after a gruesome mission. Flyer was reliving a nightmare from his past.
At the door, Styx managed to snag his arm around Flyer’s waist and lift the struggling and kicking man off his feet.
In Flyer’s ear, Styx said, “I do not have the voice to use words to get you through this. Now stand up and look out the door’s window. You are free to enjoy.”
With Flyer’s back to his front, Styx cradled the stiff man against him by keeping a secure arm around his chest. “You are safe in my arms.”
While placing light kisses against the soft skin of Flyer’s neck, Styx caressed Flyer’s chest and shoulders. “Tell me what just happened.”
Flyer struggled and threw his head from side to side. A low moan came from deep in his chest. “Let me go. I’m damaged.”
Styx continued to hold Flyer secure in the cradle of his body. “Why the panic?”
“I can’t come,” Flyer shouted.
Styx blinked in shock. Shaking his head in disbelief he said, “Bullshit. Talk to me.”
“Coming without permission causes great pain,” Flyer whispered. “I don’t think I can overcome the memories of him holding a knife against my balls threatening to cut them off.”
Anger surged through Styx. He would bide his time until Flyer could tell him a name. That was all he needed. Grim satisfaction of what he could and would do to the bastard soothed some of the fury.
“You have permission to come.” Styx reached down and caressed Flyer’s dick, setting up a light rhythm.
Flyer frowned and looked up over his shoulder. “It can’t be that easy.”
Styx leaned down and placed a light kiss on the man’s trembling lips. “Why not?”
Flyer’s gaze darted over Styx’s face, and his lips tightened before he said, “I don’t know.”
“Come as many times as you need.” Styx firmed his grip on Flyer’s dick and continued easy strokes.
Flyer settled back against Styx’s chest and seemed to be looking out the window in front of them. Little by little, he relaxed, and his dick plumped up. Soon Flyer’s hips began restless movements, rubbing his ass against Styx’s cock, and blood surged, making it swell. Biting his lip, Styx pushed down his own needs. This connection, this intimacy, was about Flyer.
A bead of pre-cum welled up under Styx’s continued pace, and Flyer jerked.
“Feel,” Styx ordered.
Hands grasped his arms and fingers dug in deep.
“Styx.” Flyer’s breaths came out in erratic pants.
“That’s me. I will keep you safe.” Styx’s voice was dying. The raspy whisper was fading to nothing.
“Styx.” Flyer shuddered, and warm cum flowed over Styx’s hand.
Under Styx’s arm, Flyer’s body twisted, and his stomach tensed. Another round of thick cum coated Styx’s skin. The amount Flyer was letting loose had Styx wondering how long it had been since the man had last come.
Flyer groaned and collapsed against him. And then the man in his arms began to tremble

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Bellan Summer lives in the middle of nowhere with her husband and children surrounded by lakes and woods. In the summer Bellann enjoys fishing, camping, gardening, and growing flowers. Autumn is spent out in the woods exploring the beautiful colors and nature at its finest. In the winter there is ice fishing, snowmobiling, and sitting in front of the wood fireplace. She has always loved to read and any free time is spent with a book in her hand. When major life changes occurred, she decided to try writing what she liked to read. And it worked.

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