A Wicked Halloween Tour and Giveaway: Erzabet Bishop with Malediction


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I love spending time with my husband and furry babies, reading, crocheting, watching monster movies with a giant vat of popcorn and going out to dinner at new restaurants. Life is an adventure waiting to be explored.
Nestled in the shadowy thoroughfares of Salem, Bridget has created a new life for herself. Saved from the noose by the mysterious Mr. Black during the witch trials, she runs Broomstix, a thriving curse worker and hex shop. Dangerous cravings thrust her back in harm’s way as evil stalks the streets. Will the allure of the forbidden be her curse or her salvation?
Alistair is a wolf caught between desire and duty to his pack. His Alpha goes missing and evidence of arcane magic and murder come a little too close to home. A chance encounter at a Halloween party brings his beast to the forefront and one night of passion leaves him wanting much, much more.
A war is brewing in Salem between the wolves and witch kind. When more deaths are found linked to rogue wolves, the two join forces. But wild magic reigns on Samhain and the moon may just have a mind of her own…
Excerpt from Malediction by Erzabet Bishop
Alistair spotted the gorgeous brunette across the room and,
when she approached the refreshment table, he followed. For a millisecond he’d
taken her for the scrawny woman in the red dress, but on closer inspection he
was pleased to note the differences. Same dress, but the way this woman wore
it, he was tempted to peel it from her, inch by scrumptious inch.
 His pack mate had
poured a few bottles of something into the punch and, while it was entertaining
to watch some of the guests succumb to the antics of the season, he didn’t
quite feel the same about the sexy female in front of him. This woman would be
far more interesting sober, he had a hunch and his predictions usually turned
out to be spot on. The markings on her arms intrigued him and he wondered if
they covered more of her body. Like tendrils of smoke curling around her flesh,
they spiraled around her skin in an unending pattern, giving him the urge to
trace every single one and see where it led.
He should be home at Briarwood, but his duties as Beta
brought him here to make sure Jessup didn’t get too out of hand. So far the pup
had been a bit mischievous, but nothing that would make him worry. Whatever
concerns he had melted when he gazed at the beauty in front of him, his animal
taking control.
Serious gray eyes winked at him from behind an elegant lacy
black mask and he had the urge to peek beneath it to see what she was hiding.
Full lips bowed below the mask, and her mass of dark hair was wound into an
up-do that he longed to plunge his fingers into while he explored her mouth
with his.
Jesus, Alastair. Get a grip.
His wolf perked up when she’d come into view and his
instinct to bed her followed in quick succession. He shook it off with a frown.
One night stands were not his style, especially with women he didn’t know. He
had other concerns and, as soon as he made sure Jessup wasn’t going to fuck up
and intoxicate half of the wealthier citizens of Salem, he was out of here.
Duncan was still missing and he’d left Laurel in charge in his stead.
But, her eyes. Fuck. They fairly glowed with a power that
socked him in the gut as they watched him from behind the mask. When she wet
her lips and took her bottom lip between her teeth, he almost lost the battle
with himself not to let his beast take over and drag her into the nearest coat
“Are you here with someone?” He cleared his throat, aware of
the growl threading through his voice.
“No. Are you?”
“Just a couple of friends. What do you think? Want to end up
in a compromising situation with a stranger?” He grinned and, seeing Jessup
approach, steered her away from the refreshment table. Alistair wanted her to
himself, at least for a little while.
“Seven deadly sins? How about a dance? With my footwork,
that could lead towards all kinds of infractions.”
“Hmm.” He swung her into his arms and into the crowd,
relishing the sensation of his hand on her lower back. The plunging view
offered by her bodice made his body stand at attention and the wolf beneath his
skin whined with want. “So, which deadly sin could you possibly have that would
sink a guy faster than lust? That dress…”
“These shoes.”
“Oh, but those… those are not a sin. Not at all. In fact, I
could look at them all night long.”
“You could, could you?” The woman laughed, deep and sensual.
Her eyes snapped with amusement. “Then you try wearing them.”
“Maybe I will.” He wanted her, and the closer they got, the
more obvious it was going to become. He weaved her around the dance floor, her
movements matching his. Her perfume and the spicy scent of her hair were making
it hard to concentrate. At the look in her eyes, he dragged her back hard
against him, his animal wild in his blood.
“Do you want to get out of here?”
 “Let’s get some air.”
Alistair led her out onto the balcony, the twinkle lights flickered making the
grounds outside the hotel look enchanted. He had to clear his head.
“Who are you?” Alistair brushed a strand of hair away from
her face.
“I’m just a girl who needs an escape from reality. How about
“Same here.”
“Just a girl, huh?” The mystery woman smiled.
He gathered her into his arms, letting her feel the full
force of his arousal. “I don’t know. I’m not feeling much like a girl right
“No. I didn’t think you were.” She leaned into his embrace,
her lips curving up in an inviting smile.
“What’s your name?”
“Bridget. Yours?”
“Well, Alistair. It’s nice to meet you. I have one
“What’s that?”
“How long is it going to take for you to kiss me?”
“Time me.” Alistair’s mouth covered hers hungrily and he
forced her mouth open with his thrusting tongue. She gasped, trembling within
his embrace and he pulled her deeper into the shadows, away from prying eyes.
Erzabet Bishop is an award winning and bestselling author
who loves to write naughty stories. She is the author of Lipstick, Crave, Snow
(Three Times More Lucky Box Set), Malediction (A Wicked Halloween Box Set), Map
of Bones (A Wicked Affair Box Set), Sanguine Shadows (Vampire Bites Box Set),
The Science of Lust, Wicked for You, Heart’s Protector, Burning for You, Taming
the Beast, Bayou Shadows (Nola Naughty Nine) Hedging Her Bets (Alpha Fever Box
Set), Cat’s Got Her Tongue (Alpha Heat Box Set), Arcane Imaginarium: Spirit
Board, Holidays in Hell, Mallory’s Mark (upcoming),The Devil’s Due (upcoming),
Charity Benshaw’s Enchanted Paddle Emporium (upcoming), Sigil Fire, Written on
Skin, Club Beam, Pomegranate, A Red Dress for Christmas, The Black Magic Café, Sweet
Seductions, The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain Shadows and
Yuletide Temptation along with being a contributor to many anthologies. She
lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking
in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch
monster movies.
Follow her on Twitter @erzabetbishop.

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A Wicked Halloween Blog Tour and Giveaway: CE Black with Behind the Mask


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A Wicked Halloween ~ 13 **BRAND NEW & EXCLUSIVE** paranormal romance tales that will thrill and chill you just in time for All Hallow’s Eve.
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Visit the page: A Wicked Halloween
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Dates with my husband.
Trips to Charleston with my family
Drinking a hot hazelnut coffee in peace and
Reading a good book


That moment when I type THE END



Kassandra Darkmorré is hiding behind the mask of humanity, living her life as nothing more than a spectator. She watches, knowing the outcome of the lives around her.

They lived.

They died.

While she was left all alone.

She never imagined one of her hospice patients would figure out what she was or ask for an explanation on her death bed. And Kassandra surely didn’t expect the dying woman to give her something she hadn’t had in almost two hundred years. Hope.“What you desire most is achievable. You must accept the invitation when it’s presented.”While on the search for her true desire, she finds the man of her one and only dream, Cyrus Good. The attraction between them is instantaneous, but Kassandra can’t help but feel like something is missing. And that maybe he has secrets as  sinister as Salem itself.

And what about Xavier Drago? The mysterious man keeps popping up when she least expects him to. As annoying and demanding as he is, though, she can’t help but be drawn to him just as intensely.

It all began with an invitation, but will it end with a happily ever after?


Excerpt from Behind The
Mask by C.E. Black
I put on my coat,
buttoning it up to my chin, and threw a scarf around my neck for good measure.
Though the fall night had turned brisk, and the people entering the hospital
from outside all wore matching red noses, I didn’t need the coat. But I liked
the feeling of being one of them.
Seeing my little friend
from earlier that evening waiting on me, I crouched down to get closer and held
out my hand. “Hi again, little guy,” I said softly.
He purred as he bumped
his onyx-colored head against my hand. Smiling, I rubbed my palm over his soft
back. He didn’t have a collar, and though he looked fairly clean I could see
his ribs showing, he was so thin. “Are you hungry, boy?” He wrapped around my
leg in answer, and I laughed as I scooped him up in my arms. “Then let’s get
you something to eat.” I was starving, but my hunger could wait. This guy
probably hadn’t seen a decent meal in weeks.
After a stop at the
grocery store for all the essentials he might need, I rushed home to my condo.
Though in a hurry, I still took the time to fill a bowl with cat food and
another with water. While he chowed down, I set up the litter box, and by the
time I’d finished I couldn’t ignore the ache any longer.
I pulled the blood bag
from my purse, put it in the microwave, then pressed the quick thrity-second
button before grabbing a glass out of the cabinet. Warm blood was much more
satisfying. Before the microwave dinged, I pulled out the bag and cut open the
top with my kitchen shears. My mouth watered as the fresh, metallic scent reached
my nostrils, and a small moan squeezed from my lips.
Careful not to spill a
drop, I poured the thick red liquid into the glass before tossing the empty bag
in the trash. I could have pierced the bag with my teeth, as they had already
elongated, ready to feed, but I had the need to do things a more human way.
Drinking from the glass made me feel like less of a monster.
As usual, I started off
by sipping leisurely, as though it was a fine wine I’d purchased for pleasure,
but as the sweet coppery flavor burst over my tongue, my hunger seized control,
and the glass was empty less than a second later.
Staring at the thin red
film that coated the inside of the glass, I licked my lips. I had the insane
idea to use my finger to scrape off every last bit. Not a good sign.
Feeling eyes on me, I
turned to find the cat sitting next to his empty bowls, watching me. If I
didn’t know better, I’d say he looked curious, maybe even a bit anxious. “Don’t
worry, boy. You have nothing to fear from me.” I could have sworn he nodded
before he stalked out of the room.
Shaking my head, I
rinsed out the glass, breathing a sigh of relief when it was clear of all
blood. “Not classy, Kassandra,” I said to myself. I hadn’t been feeding enough,
but how could I justify taking another’s source of life? These bags of blood
would save a human life. At as little as one a week, that was fifty-two deaths
a year I could potentially cause.
It was bad enough the
donor center was amidst a shortage. The possibility that my necessary feeding
habit would cause issues had guilt eating away at me. But it was better than
taking from the source. I’d never do that. Never




C.E. Black self-published her first book in 2011 and has since published several novels, novellas, and short stories. Though she began her writing career in the Paranormal Romance genre, she found her niche in erotic PNR/Fantasy with her breakout novel, Shifted Temptations. What started out as a standalone romance, became the Amazon best selling Alpha Division series. Though steamy romance, hunky heroes, and feisty heroines are C.E.’s specialty, she enjoys surprising her readers with action-filled plots and exciting twists that makes for a fast-paced read.
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Silent Auction In Honor of Shane Willis


Please join the Silent Auction, in Honor of Shane Willis, Photographer and Design Artist for Naughty Nights Press

On the 31st of August, Shane Willis, owner and photographic visionary of RadAct Photo, and book cover artist for Naughty Nights Press (NNP), passed away at the young age of forty-three.

Shane was a huge inspiration so many of people.

Gina Kincade, CEO of Naughty Nights Press, its authors and friends have put together a Silent Auction of eBooks and Print books.

This auction is to raise money for Shane’s family in honor of the great friend, co-worker, and big-hearted man that he was.

We will miss you, Master Shane Willis!

Direct donations are also welcome and can be made through the auction site.

Thanks to the following people for their amazing support.

Abby Hayes

Alice Gaines

Angel Payne

Angelica Dawson

Aria L Williams

Ashlynn Monroe

Beth Barany

BL Morticia

Cree Walker

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Harper Bliss and Erzabet Bishop will also be adding: Sweat and Anything She Wants to the auction.

A Tribute for Shane Willis



On the 31st of August, Shane Willis, owner and photographic visionary of RadAct Photo and book cover artist for Naughty Nights Press, passed away at the young age of 43.

Shane was a huge inspiration for a lot of people.

Gina Kincade, CEO of Naughty Nights Press and its authors are putting together a silent auction of eBooks to help raise money in honor of Shane for a donation to his family.

We are asking all fellow authors and publishers we know or who belong in same Facebook groups, if they would be willing to donate one or two eBooks (more if you would like) that we can auction off through our blogs/websites.

These books don’t need to be of an adult nature, we are looking for all genres to offer to the reading community.

Once we know who is involved, a post will be written up with all the details on it and we ask that you help to advertise it via your own blogs, Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, Tumblr or whatever other social network you belong to.

Direct donations are also welcome if people prefer.

A PayPal account in the name of Shane Willis will be created purely for this purpose.

An online auction site has been sourced out and a link will be provided with the information post.

If you choose to be involved, please email me at pennyp@naughtynightspress.com with the name of the book, author, genre, publishing house and most of all book cover.

The auction will be run for one month.

Thank you to everyone who participates. You will all be acknowledged for your help.