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NOTE: This book has a guileless elf heroine you can't help but fall in love with, a hunky hero who knows how to come to a girl's - er, elf's - rescue, some serious kissing under the mistletoe and lots of steamy hot romance!

Being one of Santa’s elves isn’t all sugar plums and candy canes.

At least not for Sosie. Taller than the other elves, she’s always had a problem fitting in at the North Pole, so when the transport sled she’s on breaks down in New York City on Christmas Eve, she can’t resist slipping away to explore the world of the “big
people.” While she’s having fun, the transport sled takes off, leaving the na├»ve elf stranded.

Fortunately, handsome police detective Derek Clayton comes to her rescue, offering to let her stay at his apartment. Having heard horror stories about the big people, Sosie is both surprised and relieved to meet such a kind, sweet man. Not to mention one so gorgeous and well-built.

Even though Sosie expects the North Pole to send out a search party any day, she finds herself falling for Derek. She desperately wants to tell him she’s an elf, but knows he’ll never believe her. When the lies and omissions start to pile up, Derek can draw only one conclusion—Sosie is working for the mob boss he’s been after for
years.

Just when things seem like they can’t get any worse, the chief of elfin security shows up to drag Sosie back to the North Pole. How is a runaway elf supposed to overcome a determined security elf, dangerous mobsters and a suspicious boyfriend all while keeping her pointed ears a secret?

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action, adventure, christmas, christmas romance, cops, elf, fantasy, holiday, interracial, men in uniform, paranormal


Excerpt:
By the time the party wound down a few hours later, Sosie was more aroused from her fantasies than she’d ever been in her life. She was an elf in lust and nothing was going stop her from getting Derek into bed with her tonight. She didn’t care how much of a gentleman he was, there was no way he was sleeping on the couch again. In fact, if she had her way, he wasn’t going to be sleeping at all.

After they got back up to his apartment, however, her confidence faltered. But then she thought of the frustrated night she would assuredly have ahead of her if she didn’t proposition Derek, and how much she would regret it when she left.

Taking a deep breath, she turned to face him. “I had a great time at the party. It was very nice of you to invite me.”

He grinned. “I’m glad you came. I had a good time, too.”

Sosie nibbled on her lower lip. Okay, it was now or not at all. Time to be a bold elf. She looked up at him. “You know, I feel awful about putting you out of your bed again. I was thinking maybe you might want to sleep with me tonight.”

He studied her in silence, his dark eyes unreadable. Sosie held her breath as she waited for him to say something. What if Tracee and Linda had been wrong? What if Derek wasn’t as “into her” as they’d thought?

“If I share the bed with you, Sosie,” he said softly, “sleeping is the last thing either of us will be doing.”

She gave him what she hoped was a flirtatious look. “Good. Then the mistletoe won’t go to waste.”

His mouth curved into a grin at the tiny sprig of greenery dangling from her fingers. “Mistletoe, huh?”

“I thought I could put it wherever I want you to kiss me.”

He chuckled. “Honey, you don’t need mistletoe for that. I’ve spent the past two hours fantasizing about kissing every inch of you.

Her pulse skipped a beat. “You have?”

“Uh-huh.”

Cupping her face in his hand, he bent his head to cover her mouth with his. This time, there was no hesitancy in the kiss. This time, his mouth moved over hers with an urgency that left her breathless, and she had to cling to his shoulders to keep from melting as his tongue plunged into her mouth to take possession of hers. It was as if he couldn’t seem to get enough of her. The desire was mutual. She couldn’t get enough of him, either.

With a groan, Derek swung her up in his arms and strode toward the bedroom. She’d never had a guy do something so romantic before—mainly because she was always taller than the elf guys she’d slept with—but she decided it was very hot.

Once beside the bed, Derek set her on the floor, letting her slide slowly and deliciously down his body. Arms still looped around his neck, she pulled him down for another kiss. This time, she was the aggressor, her tongue seeking his and exploring every inch of his tasty mouth.

Derek groaned and ran his hands down her back to firmly cup her ass through the tight jeans she wore. She murmured her appreciation against his mouth as he pulled her more tightly against him. His erection strained against his jeans, pressing into her tummy. Mmm. Well, that answered the question as to whether he was well built everywhere. It felt as if he had a huge candy cane hidden in there.

Suddenly impatient to see how well built, Sosie ran her hands down his chest to the bottom of his shirt and urgently pushed it up. Derek must have thought she needed some help because he reached back and pulled it over his head to toss it on the floor.

She’d thought getting a glimpse of him without a shirt last night had been a treat, but seeing all that sculpted muscle up close was even better. Figgy, he was gorgeous.


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Regency comedy GOOSED! OR A FOWL CHRISTMAS is Here!



Goosed! or A Fowl Christmas, the first in my Regency The Feather Fables series, is now available on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, Kobo and Apple.

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The Feather Fables--where birds twitter and chirp and bring romance.

Ah, Christmas, what a glorious season. Decorations, friends, good will to all, a time of magic and miracles.

But not for Miss Julia Shaw. She is new to the area, her farm desperately needs upkeep, and the pittance she earns from her artwork doesn’t pay the bills. And then her pet goose escapes. Making matters worse, when she first meets the devastatingly attractive Lord Tyndall, the abominable man insults her as he returns her goose. No peace and good will for her this Christmas.

Exhausted from a year of business travel, Robert, Baron Tyndall, returns to London only to fall prey to his mother’s matchmaking attempts. Escaping to his country estate, he finds solace with the birds in his aviary. Except that a plague of a goose that belongs to his new neighbor, Miss Shaw, has somehow entered his aviary and wreaked havoc. That disagreeable lady had better keep her misbegotten bird to herself. Too bad she is so lovely. What a horrendous Christmas this season has become.

But even in the blackest depths, a spark of light can glimmer. For at this wondrous time of Christmas, miracles and magic can and do happen.

A sweet, traditional Regency romance with fantasy elements. 61,000 words.

EXCERPT:
What was that infernal din? Catching up her shawl, Julia dashed down the stairs and then out through the front door. Winding her shawl around her, she rounded the house and almost slammed into an unfamiliar gig.

The vehicle blocked her view of the goose pen, from which the honking emanated. But no one was there—her pet goose had run off. She ran around the conveyance and stopped dead.

Her pet had returned! Flapping, honking and biting, the flying goose—He could fly? She had never before seen him do so—attacked a large, stylishly dressed gentleman.

The man, his arms high to protect his head, flailed at the goose. His back was to her, his upended hat lay in the dirt and white feathers covered his black greatcoat. He swore. Loudly.

Julia’s ears burned. “Do not hurt my goose, sir!”

The man batted at the goose again and turned toward her.

Julia gasped. He was the man on the road a few days ago. His dark eyes blazed, his brown hair was mussed, and his sharp cheekbones had flushed from the effort of warding off the goose.

Her pulse raced. He had looked handsome at a distance. Up close, he was magnificent. Tingles raced over her skin.

“This spawn of Satan is your property, madam?” He jerked his head back from the goose’s open bill as the bird dove in for a bite.

“He is, sir, and you will not harm him!” She jumped between the man and the goose.

The goose, breathing heavily, plopped to the ground. Eyes afire, he angled his head around her. He hissed at the man.

“Gracious, what is the matter?” She stroked the goose’s head.

The bird went limp, as if he had been pumped full of air and all the gas suddenly escaped.

She tipped her head back to glare up at the man. Good gracious, he was tall. “He has never acted this way before. What have you done to him?”

The man’s jaw dropped. “I? This feathered blackguard has tried to bite me ever since I saw him. And just now he attacked me.” He scowled at the goose. “If he is your property, you are welcome to him.”



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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Thank you all,
Linda
Linda Banche
Welcome to My world of Historical Hilarity!
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Have Yourself a Sexy Lesbian Christmas!

Is your holiday lacking lesbian cheer? Have you been craving seasonal sensuality since your neighbours erected a ten-foot inflatable Santa? Then this is the mini-anthology for you!

What’s inside? Three fan favourites plus a brand new meet-cute holiday hotmance Giselle wrote exclusively for this lovely little collection. No more digging around under the tree, hoping to unwrap the woman of your dreams. She’s right here, in Have Yourself a Sexy Lesbian Christmas!

Contains: Sugar Bush, Full to Bursting, Traditional Inuit Throat-Singing and NEW BONUS STORY Love It or Love It!

Giselle Renarde’s erotic fiction has appeared in well over 100 anthologies, including prestigious collections like Best Lesbian Erotica, Best Lesbian Romance, Best Women’s Erotica, Girl Fever, and the Lambda Award-winning collection Wild Girls, Wild Nights.

Excerpt:

“What do you want for Christmas?”

“Ugh. Nothing. I don’t know.” Lili flopped on the couch, sending clouds of cat hair into the air. Snuggie jumped on top of her and started kneading her belly. Petting his ginger neck, she asked, “Do we really need to celebrate Christmas every year? I’m just about done with holidays. What a waste of time.”

I took two steps away to show her I was literally taken aback. “You’re kidding, right?”

“And money,” she added. “Christmastime is such a drain. I don’t see what you get out of it, Nor.”

“You mean beyond the fact that if it wasn’t for the mad, frantic Christmastime mentality we’d never have met?”

A smile broke slowly across Lili’s lips. “True.”

She didn’t say anything as Snuggie made her belly his own personal cat bed. When she closed her eyes I knew she was remembering the day we met, remembering the way we met. So I turned up the Christmas music on the radio and I lifted her shoes from her feet and sat at the end of the couch to rub her ice-cold toes.

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COUGAR'S EVE

Trish has big plans for New Year’s Eve: a giant bowl of popcorn, a nice warm blanket on the couch, and binge-watching TV all night long. With any luck, she’ll be fast asleep when the clock strikes twelve.

Not if her vivacious friend from the gym gets a say! Lori has salacious plans, and she’s persuaded Trish to join the party—even if it takes a touch of trickery to get Trish out of the house.

Trish isn’t exactly overjoyed when Lori drags her to the Cougar’s Eve New Year’s party at a swanky resort hotel. Trish is definitely NOT a cougar. In fact, she hasn’t been to bed with anyone since her husband split, and that was years ago.

When the hotel’s gorgeous young receptionist teaches Trish a few tricks, she can’t help wondering if Lori’s had the right idea all along. One night living the cougar life couldn’t ruin her forever… could it?

An erotic novella from award-winning author Giselle Renarde.

Excerpt:

“It’s just one night,” Lori said. “What’s the worst that could happen?”

“You really want to drive all the way to the city for New Year’s Eve?” Trish asked. “Have you listened to the weather report?”

“Yeah, not a snowflake in sight. Perfect time to drive.”

Trish didn’t even want to think about it. She’d just microwaved a big bowl of popcorn and nestled in on the couch. Sure it was only two in the afternoon, but what better time for a snooze in front of the TV?

“It’s supposed to be cold.” Trish shivered just thinking about it, and the phone slid from her shoulder into the buttery bowl. Once she’d fished it out, she pressed the speaker button and set the greasy cordless beside her. “You really want to go out in that blustery wilds of winter?”

“Who cares what it’s like outside?” Lori said. “We’ll be indoors the whole time.”

“Indoors?” Trish had envisioned them bundled up in a crowd somewhere, ringing in the new year at a family-friendly event. What a stupid thought. Lori would never take them anywhere that didn’t provide unhealthy doses of alcohol. “Where exactly are you planning to go?”

“You’ll see when we get there.”

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Giselle Renarde is a queer Canadian, avid volunteer, and contributor to more than 100 short story anthologies, including Best Women’s Erotica, Best Lesbian Erotica, Best Bondage Erotica, and Best Lesbian Romance. Ms Renarde has written dozens of juicy books, including Anonymous, Ondine, and Nanny State. Her book The Red Satin Collection won Best Transgender Romance in the 2012 Rainbow Awards. Giselle lives across from a park with two bilingual cats who sleep on her head.

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“You little hellcat.” His tone was low; the words ground out between his teeth. Chase’s hand encircled her arm, and he jerked her back to him. “You almost blind me with that stuff, and now you expect me to replace it?” He pulled Lacey even closer, until her breasts were crushed against his unyielding, naked chest. His hands were like steel bands around the flesh of her upper arms.
Something hot flowed through her aroused body, pooling between her thighs. The palms of her hands flattened against his chest; the lower half of her body arched into his as lust took control of her emotions. Fear that Chase would realize what he was doing to her nearly crippled her.She caught her breath, her heart slamming in her chest. The heat from Chase’s body seeped into hers, drawing an immediate response. Lacey felt her nipples harden and tingle with excitement.
“Let me go.” Oh God. Was that her weak, pitiful voice?
Without warning, Chase’s hand was at the back of her head, his fingers threading through her loose hair and twisting it into a knot. A soft cry escaped Lacey when she found her head jerked back. Lightning revealed the raw passion etched on Chase’s chiseled face. The flaring nostrils, his prominent cheekbones, and tightly drawn lips left no doubts that he was as turned on as she was. The blaze in his eyes held Lacey’s gaze captive. Filled with an unspoken promise of what was to come. She could barely take a breath when he began to lower his face.
“I’ve been hard since the first time I laid eyes on you.” She felt his warm breath against her face.
“No…” Lacey’s heart was about to pound out of her chest. She should fight him, assert herself, and knee him in the groin. Something! She didn’t want this, did she? She opened her mouth to protest when he thrust his hips against her. Oh God!
“Yes!” His hoarse whisper held a hint of savageness to it, and before Lacey could do any of the things she was thinking, Chase’s mouth swooped down to steal her breath away with a scorching kiss.
She stiffened, but it didn’t last. He didn’t fight fair. While one hand held her head so he could kiss her at will, the other glided down Lacey’s back and over her bottom, squeezing a half-naked cheek while grinding his hard-on into her. A sob rose in her throat when she realized she was responding to his sexual attack and the forceful persuasion of his mouth.
“Chase,” she whispered when his mouth left hers to rain kisses down her throat. She closed her eyes and moaned, growing weak in the knees. “No…”
“No, don’t kiss you?” His lips brushed the curve of her jaw. “No, don’t touch you?” His mouth moved on to tease the flesh of her neck. Lacey trembled wildly. “No, don’t make love to you?”
Before Lacey realized his intention, he tugged at the spaghetti strap of her camisole and pulled it down until her breast was bare. The sound that escaped him left no doubt that he was close to the end of his limit. He cupped her flesh and pulled it up at the same time, lowering his head until his mouth was on her.

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