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EXPLICIT EXCERPT from DEAL with the DEVIL

SammyJo Hunt
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DEAL WITH THE DEVIL
BLURB: Derrick Delaney has been a high-class professional stripper for several years, rolling in money and living the good life. He entertains his choice of elite private patrons in the upstairs VIP lounge, and has his goals and dreams mapped out. Among those plans, taking time out to fall in love is not an option.

Then Scott Silver, a famous rock star, walks into the club and into his life one sultry, fateful night. Their not-so-chance meeting develops into an unquenchable obsession for both the exotic dancer and his musical benefactor. When Scott reveals his true agenda, Derrick’s feelings of anger and betrayal are not enough to make him turn his back on the singer. Come along for the ride as passion sizzles, sparks fly, and fireworks erupt when against his better judgment, Derrick is pressured into signing a Deal with the Devil.


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EXPLICIT EXCERPT from DWTD
Scott’s behavior mystified Derrick. He acted as though they were on a date instead of him being a paid escort. He shook his head, a small smile curving his mouth. Perhaps the man was telling him the truth, and he really didn’t expect anything else in return for his money. This had to be a first for Derrick. No one had ever just paid to meet and talk to him.

He raised wide, questioning eyes to Scott. “Yeah, you can kiss me,” he murmured, waiting, his lips parting slightly in invitation.

Scott paused, watching Derrick’s eyes for a few seconds before leaning in to bring their lips together. It was soft and hesitant, not at all what Derrick was expecting. It sent a myriad of hot shivers coursing through him. Their kiss lingered for a moment longer before Scott pulled away, leaving his heart racing like a schoolboy.

“Can I see you?” Scott asked, eyes dropping to the growing tent in Derrick’s jeans. Raking his fingers across Derrick’s crotch and scratching at the zipper, Scott indicated what he wanted without force or demand. It made all the electricity in Derrick’s body start sending hot jolts of electricity straight to his cock.

Breath quickening ever faster, Derrick fumbled with his zipper, suddenly feeling like a fifteen year-old kid on his first date. Those arctic blue eyes held him prisoner, fingers shaking as he undid the top button and slid the zipper down. Opening his jeans to reveal white briefs, he ran his hand over his hard-on, palming himself, then reached out and took Scott’s hand. Bringing it to him, he placed it warmly on top of his cock, cupping him through his underwear.

Together, they eased the elastic waistband down to reveal his throbbing shaft. Derrick watched as Scott’s eyes went dark with want. The man was unlike any he’d ever met before. It terrified him, sending off more alarms; but then, desire was there, too. Desire like Derrick hadn’t felt in a very long time for anyone . . . maybe never . . . surged rapidly through his body. He sucked in a tight breath as long fingers gently caressed him, thumb rubbing the underside of the head and down the large vein that pulsed beneath the skin. It sent more chills rushing through his body, this slow death by fire from Scott Silver’s touch.

He watched, fascinated, as Scott’s fingers moved up and down the rigid shaft, stroking hot, velvet skin, teasing and driving him wild. Normally, clients wanted Derrick to pleasure them, not the other way around. He didn’t know what to make of this guy. But he wanted more.

“I want to suck you off. Can I?” Scott purred sensually, voice vibrating with desire. Derrick nodded mindlessly, watching as his ebony head bowed low and soft pink lips opened wide to take him inside. Enveloped in that warm mouth, for the first time in forever, Derrick knew he was in trouble.

“Oh, fuck,” he breathed. Defenses suddenly down, Derrick’s breath caught in his throat, surprised at just how good it felt to be touched by this man. He was losing his sense of control over their private party, a critical error in judgment.

Head falling back against the couch, he closed his eyes and wallowed in the sensations of being blown, expert lips and tongue giving him intense pleasure. He felt Scott go all the way down on him, nosing his groin, inhaling his scent, fingers snaking between his thighs to fondle his balls. Then a tender finger was pushing inside his ass, curling tightly and hitting against that spot that stole the air from his lungs, causing his hips to thrust up for more.

A few more seconds of that talented mouth working his cock, a long finger up his ass, and Derrick was groaning and coming in a heated rush, pumping his load down Scott’s throat. Hips jerking, cock stuttering to empty itself of every last drop of cum, and Derrick was breathless, drained of all energy. When Scott pulled off, it was with a lazy lick over the top of his slit, tongue digging into the tiny opening to tease, tickle, and suck him clean.

“You’re delicious,” he commented softly, voice low and gravelly as he met Derrick’s totally lust-blown eyes. Derrick stared back, trying to focus on that beautiful face, those intense blue orbs did fucking things to his insides. “That was amazing,” he whispered, uncertain, guard fucking blown along with his reserves.


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Buy Links for Deal with the Devil:
Amazon.com
Barnes & Noble.com
Smashwords.com

About the Author:
SammyJo Hunt is female, age 45, and has made northern Utah her home for almost twenty years. She has not married and is owned by her pet tabby cat Bug. She is currently attending graduate school pursuing a Master's Degree in Human Services and Counseling. SammyJo has a Bachelors Degree in Social Work, and serves families, children, teens, and the LGBTQ communities.

She enjoys reading, writing, and spending time with friends and loved ones. Ms. Hunt loves hot sexy boys and steamy heroes, along with the challenge of spinning a good tale. Happily-ever-after stories are a great source of her inspiration. She enjoys making her readers fall in love with her characters, and nothing gives her more personal satisfaction than knowing her stories inspire true love and happiness for those who read and enjoy them.


Also by SammyJo Hunt:
A Wicked Encounter
The Soul Awakening - part of Chasing the Dream Anthology
Checkmate! - part of “Silver Presents…Love is Love Anthology”
Broken Hearts & Candy Kisses

And Coming This Year in 2013:
Murder, Most Likely – Available this Spring
Haunted by Obsession – Releasing Summer 2013


Connect with the Author:
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SammyJoHunt
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SammyJo_Hunt
Blog: http://sammyjohunt.livejournal.com/
Email: sjhuntwrites@gmail.com


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EXPLICIT EXCERPT from A WICKED ENCOUNTER

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BLURB for A WICKED ENCOUNTER
Christopher Allwyne, Duke of Bellwood, stood to inherit a vast fortune. Still reeling from the loss of his parents and most recently, his Aunt Polly, the Duchess of Bellwood, the young noble found himself traveling in the dark of night to oversee Her Grace's funeral proceedings and to attend the reading of his aunt's will. Along the way, his carriage suffers a devastating accident, and a dark stranger comes to his aid and rescue. The Marquis Evan de Lombard, rich French nobleman, takes an instant interest in the handsome Christopher. Sharing a wicked encounter shortly after meeting, things look promising as love blooms between them. That is, until the Marquis reveals his true identity and purpose.

Once Christopher knows the truth, will he ever be able to forgive Evan and love him, despite the man's indiscretions? Torn apart by dishonesty, can love win out over betrayal and rise to the occasion, reuniting them for a lifetime of happiness? The cost for true love could be a price neither one is willing to pay.


EXPLICIT EXCERPT from A WICKED ENCOUNTER

Climbing the heavily carved staircase to the upper floor, Evan walked the length of hallway to his room. His hand upon the doorknob, he paused as the quiet strains of music floated to his ears. Turning his head toward the sound, he took several steps in the direction of the music, his feet leading him to Christopher's door. Evan stood listening, his ear to the wood, as the gentle strumming of a guitar filtered through the heavy panel. A soft voice, forlorn and clear, wrenched his heart.

Feeling like he was eavesdropping, but unable to tear himself away, Evan continued to listen to the heartfelt melody, heartache pouring forth from every word and note. It was a love song, one he was unfamiliar with but nevertheless beautiful. At one point, the music stopped suddenly, and Evan could hear muffled sniffles and then Chris blowing his nose. Realizing his cousin was crying, guilt and indecision overwhelmed Evan with the desire to comfort the young man. His hand poised above the knob, he was just going to open the door and go in when the soft melody resumed. He paused briefly, then turned the knob anyway. At least it wasn't locked tonight. He pushed the door open quietly, not wanting to disturb the man.

Peering inside the several inches of open door, he could see Chris entombed in a pile of pillows and blankets, a small oil lamp glowing softly beside his bed. The guitar was perched in his lap and his eyes were closed, his mouth forming an "O" as he mourned his heartache in song. He was the very vision of beauty and sweetness, so much innocence, yet… there was more. So as not to disturb him, Evan slipped inside the room, closing the door without so much as a whisper. The bed's heavy damask curtains partially concealing him from view, he watched and listened without fear of being discovered.

Christopher's fingers reverently strummed the strings as they made love to the instrument. Evan's breath hitched as Christopher sang of a love that had gone away. He wanted desperately to wipe away that stricken look from his lover's face, and he moved slowly toward the bed, careful to stay within the shadows. By the time Evan reached the corner of the bed, hidden now only by the curtains hanging there, his gut clenched and his heart raced. He felt as though he shouldn't be here, intruding on such a private moment; yet he couldn't bring himself to leave. He watched for another breathless moment, struck by the tears streaking down Chris's cheeks. He longed to kiss them away.

When the music stopped, Evan's feet carried him silently to the bedside. Sensing someone's presence, Christopher opened his glassy brown eyes slowly, bringing the room into focus. Head tipping back and mouth open in surprise, he looked up to meet Evan's gaze. With a gentle hand, Evan reached out for him, grasping his chin between his fingers, drawing his face forward. Just as their lips were about to meet, Chris breathed his name, a question, a prayer, an accusation…

"Evan…"

Then Evan's mouth was on his, warm and firm, his tongue dipping in to claim Chris's. Evan's fingers tangled tightly in Chris's hair, pulling him in closer. He could taste the heaviness of brandy on his tongue, and felt if not heard the sob of desperation that shuddered through Chris's body at his kiss. Their mouths woven together, several long moments of needy embracing held them locked together, sucking tongues and nipping at lips, Evan's desire making him forceful and Chris's drunkenness leaving him panting with need.

Pulling away suddenly, they stared at each other; then Evan took the guitar from Christopher's hands and leaned it against the wall out of the way. Turning back, he pulled his linen shirt over his head and threw it down, then drew back the covers and slipped in beside his cousin.

"No…" Chris groaned softly, his voice torn with uncertainty at his inner turmoil. Nevertheless, he scooted over, making room.

"Yes," Evan whispered, rolling onto his side and pushing Chris back against the pillows. With as much brandy as he'd consumed during the evening, Chris was too weak to fight against his passion, and Evan knew it. Perhaps he was taking advantage, just a little, but he knew Christopher wanted this just as much as he did. When their mouths came together and Chris kissed him with all the pent-up passion and emotion of being too-long apart, Evan pushed aside any nagging doubts that this might be wrong.

Fingers threading through soft brown hair, Evan tenderly ravaged his lover's willing lips, his free hand moving between them to tug off Christopher's undergarments. He was only wearing his linens, having discarded his more formal clothing before taking to his bed. Insistent kisses led to the frantic marriage of mouths, and before long, Evan had divested them both of all clothing. They were skin to skin, heart to heart, and mouth to mouth. Even in his inebriated state, Chris's hands grappled roughly at Evan's hips, drawing him down harder to grind their groins together. It was sweet torture, their cocks rubbing together as their desire for one another grew. Chris moaned into his kiss, impatient, his heartbeat skittering hard and fast.

"Christopher, my love, I need you…" Evan breathed against his mouth, his free hand between them stroking both their cocks together. As he pulled and tugged, twisting the heads, Chris thrust into his touch, his fingers digging hard into Evan's hips.

"Please…" he sobbed, the sound a whimper caught in his throat. Evan continued to kiss him, stroking with his hand in time to the thrusts of his tongue.

"Please, what?" he pressed in between kisses. His mouth traveled over Chris's softly stubbled jaw. He nibbled a plump earlobe. Chris sighed with pleasure as Evan's lips and teeth moved to his neck, making their way down to the crook of his shoulder, blazing a fiery path to the tender flesh of his collarbone. Evan's mouth sucked at the pulse point, worrying the skin vigorously and leaving a definite mark in its place. He continued to suckle the spot, his tongue drawing slow circles into the skin.

Chris nudged his hardened shaft upward. "Please…oh, God…I need you inside me. Just…love me, Evan," he breathed in desperation, clinging with his arms around Evan. He groaned as Evan rocked more forcefully against him, arousal driving them both nearly out of their minds with want.

"As you wish, my love," Evan crooned softly, reaching for a jar of skin-softening salve he noticed beside the bed. He released Chris just long enough to remove the lid and dip his finger into the thick, oily substance. Warming it in his hand, he moved to slick himself, his fingers finally gaining entrance to the tightness of Christopher's waiting body. Chris moaned, his pelvis tilting, his hole stretching to accommodate first one, then two, then three fingers. He felt tight, hot, and full as Evan's fingers massaged him inside and out.

Then he removed his fingers and Chris groaned in disappointment.

"Lift up for me, mon amour, let me in," Evan encouraged, guiding Chris's butt upward. He pushed the head of his stiff cock past the rigid ring of muscle. Then he was inside, pressing forward inch by agonizing inch, stretching Christopher's tight body open to accommodate his hard length. The heat was more intense than he remembered, and the salve was heavenly, having slicked them both to make penetration easier. Once embedded deeply, he paused, placing tender kisses along Chris's throat, giving his man a moment to adjust.

"Are you ready for me?" Evan asked hesitantly, pressing another warm kiss to Christopher's lips.

"Mmmm…" Chris groaned softly in response, the sound a contradiction, a plea, and an acknowledgment all at once.

"I love you," Evan told him, then punctuated his words with a sharp thrust, pulling back just enough to do it again. Then they were moving together, finding a deep, passionate rhythm, their bodies knowing what to do without the need for words. Hips and buttocks slammed together in perfect unison, in time to the pace of their heartbeats. It was wild and heady, with animal sounds of pleasure slipping from their lips in the form of sighs and soft grunts as their bodies mated and their hearts loved. Deeper still he drove down inside, grazing against his lover's sweet spot until Christopher sobbed his release into the crook of Evan's neck, pulsing and shuddering, spilling his seed between them in a milky eruption of a hot lover's tonic.

Evan sped up his movements, bringing his boy through the final stages of pleasure, intense waves of ecstasy rolling through him with each deep thrust. The tightness of muscles clenching fiercely around him was enough to send him rocketing into his own release, his orgasm shaking him apart, starting in his toes and spreading through him like wildfire. Jerking and stuttering, he shot his load, emptying himself inside his lover's tight ass till he almost couldn't breathe.

Hearts pounding and chests heaving, Evan collapsed onto Chris, and they clung to one another sharing wet, messy kisses of love and completion. They remained joined together, not wanting to break their physical connection. When some time had passed and they came back to themselves, Evan nuzzled Chris's neck and sighed in contentment.

"Do you doubt any longer how much I love you?" he murmured. Chris fell still at the query, his idly caressing fingers pausing in their exploration of Evan's backside.

"I don't know," he began. Evan waited for him to continue, giving Chris time to work through his feelings. "I believe you love me when you say it, but there's still so much to consider… so many unanswered questions…" His words trailed away. Evan kissed him again, and Chris returned the tender expression. "You'll have to be patient with me, Evan. Please just give me more time."


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Buy Links for A Wicked Encounter:
Amazon.com
Silver Publishing.com

About the Author:
SammyJo Hunt is female, age 45, and has made northern Utah her home for almost twenty years. She has not married and is owned by her pet tabby cat Bug. She is currently attending graduate school pursuing a Master's Degree in Human Services and Counseling. SammyJo has a Bachelors Degree in Social Work, and serves families, children, teens, and the LGBTQ communities.

She enjoys reading, writing, and spending time with friends and loved ones. Ms. Hunt loves hot sexy boys and steamy heroes, along with the challenge of spinning a good tale. Happily-ever-after stories are a great source of her inspiration. She enjoys making her readers fall in love with her characters, and nothing gives her more personal satisfaction than knowing her stories inspire true love and happiness for those who read and enjoy them.


Also by SammyJo Hunt:
Deal with the Devil
The Soul Awakening - part of Chasing the Dream Anthology
Checkmate! - part of “Silver Presents…Love is Love Anthology”
Broken Hearts & Candy Kisses

And Coming This Year in 2013:
Murder, Most Likely – Available this Spring
Haunted by Obsession – Releasing Summer 2013


Connect with the Author:
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SammyJoHunt
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SammyJo_Hunt
Blog: http://sammyjohunt.livejournal.com/
Email: sjhuntwrites@gmail.com


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EXPLICIT EXCERPT from THE SOUL AWAKENING

SammyJo Hunt
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From CHASING THE DREAM ANTHOLOGY
featuring stories by:
G.A. Hauser
Sue Brown
SammyJo Hunt
Patricia Logan
Lisa Worrall

BLURB for THE SOUL AWAKENING
A M/M erotic story of vampire bloodlust and passion...

While on promotional tour across Europe, Michael Nolan's rental car encounters engine trouble and leaves him stranded in the dead of night. The offer of help from a tall dark stranger sets him upon a life-altering course of events. It could lead to love…but more likely, his own private hell.

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"Michael… after tonight, I'll never stop wanting you, needing you. Should you ever give yourself to me again, you'll be mine forever, and I won't be able to let you go a second time. Do you understand that?"


The color slowly drained from Michael's face. Suddenly, the realization dawned upon him of what Zandor's words had meant. He'd only taken what he needed that night they were together, and it was enough to renew Zandor's youthful looks, but he hadn't taken Michael's life. Who knows why. It was possible Zandor had felt something for Michael, compassion or love, perhaps. Because of it, the curse hadn't been passed on to him. Not yet. But Zandor's meaning now was clear. If they were ever together again, Zandor would take his blood and his life, and he'd become cursed like Zandor, living as Zandor's mate and lover in an immortal state for eternity, reduced to the same fate as his ethereal lover.

He would no longer be able to live among people in the same way. He'd have to partake of human blood to preserve himself, just as Zandor had done for the past five hundred odd years. He would give up everything. The bloodlust would take over. But if Zandor loved him, would it be worth it to feel passion like that every day without end? A feeling of cold dread prickled his skin and he hoped like the devil he was wrong.

He shivered.

Michael returned to the studio the following day and forced himself to work on writing some new lyrics. Every now and then, he'd find himself with a stray word or sentence drifting across his mind, words that didn't mean anything taken out of context. After it happened for the umpteenth time that day, he grabbed a separate sheet of paper and jotted down a few of the words as they floated through his head. When they came, he'd stop what he was doing and scribble them on the paper and then forget about them. By the end of the day, Michael read back through what he'd penned during the past five or six hours. It surprised him. Somehow, without his even being aware, he'd written the lyrics for a new song. The words "eternal rapture," and "haunted as if trapped inside a fiery prison," struck him most, instilling dread and fear.

Michael looked over the prophetic sentences, and another chill ran down his spine. It wasn't Michael's song. It was as if the words were being put inside his head, placed there by some unseen phantom. They rang clearly, although he couldn't hear a melody for them as yet.

He folded up the paper and shoved it tiredly in his jeans pocket, then grabbed his guitar case and jacket to leave. Suddenly, he wanted nothing more than to be alone. He needed the peace and serenity of silence, and hunching his shoulders forward in a determined posture, he walked down the deserted studio hallway in search of his car.

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That night, the dreams started.

Michael found himself in the dark woods running, the sound of his feet hitting soft wet earth, breath hovering in clouds around his face as he exhaled. At long last, a melody flooded his ears, growing louder, and it haunted him. Strains of music wafted on the night air, and he could see the words from the song he'd written pass in front of his eyes in the dark. It was like seeing through the looking glass, as though the song was calling the words to it, to join together in a passionate marriage of sorts. He ran some more, trying to get away, feeling dizzy like he was slowly drowning in a sea of blackness. The need to escape was overpowering, but he wasn't sure from what.

He awoke in a cold sweat breathing rapidly, his heart skipping beats. He thrashed at the covers to free himself from some invisible web that held him fast. As the last remnants of sleep fell away, he came back to himself and ran harsh fingers through sweaty hair. He tried to shake it off, tried to make sense of it. It didn't. Michael climbed out of bed and went to take a piss, then ran cold water on his face and neck. After patting himself dry, he went into the kitchen and grabbed a quart of orange juice from the fridge, gulping it straight from the carton. Feeling a little better, he took a clean blanket from the closet and curled up on the couch with it. He tried to go back to sleep.

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The next night was Thursday, and the same dream repeated, the familiar images being painted across his mind's eye. He found himself running again, the same music, the same words floating mid-air, and then something new. A dark, cloaked figure stood up ahead in the distance, waiting for him. He stopped short. He'd been running from the music, from what it meant, and then suddenly, he realized he was running headlong to whatever it was that the music represented. He froze in his tracks unable to move, not sure which way to turn. The presence beckoned him, and the pull was strong, but he was afraid to yield to his desires.

The rest of the night went much the same as the previous one. He used the bathroom, washed his face with cold water trying to get rid of the sick feeling of fear that gripped his gut, and after getting a drink, wound up sleeping the rest of the night on the couch. Sleep was beginning to become a precious commodity, one he couldn't seem to get enough of. And when he did sleep, it was fitful; he was being haunted by something or someone…


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Buy Links for Chasing the Dream Anthology:
Amazon.com
Silver Publishing.com

About the Author:
SammyJo Hunt is female, age 45, and has made northern Utah her home for almost twenty years. She has not married and is owned by her pet tabby cat Bug. She is currently attending graduate school pursuing a Master's Degree in Human Services and Counseling. SammyJo has a Bachelors Degree in Social Work, and serves families, children, teens, and the LGBTQ communities.

She enjoys reading, writing, and spending time with friends and loved ones. Ms. Hunt loves hot sexy boys and steamy heroes, along with the challenge of spinning a good tale. Happily-ever-after stories are a great source of her inspiration. She enjoys making her readers fall in love with her characters, and nothing gives her more personal satisfaction than knowing her stories inspire true love and happiness for those who read and enjoy them.

Also by SammyJo Hunt:
Deal with the Devil
A Wicked Encounter
Checkmate! - part of “Silver Presents…Love is Love Anthology”
Broken Hearts & Candy Kisses

And Coming This Year in 2013:
Murder, Most Likely – Available this Spring
Haunted by Obsession – Releasing Summer 2013


Connect with the Author:
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SammyJoHunt
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SammyJo_Hunt
Blog: http://sammyjohunt.livejournal.com/
Email: sjhuntwrites@gmail.com


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TRR Romance Madness Hop Jan 25-29!!!

SammyJo Hunt
The Romance Reviews

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Join me this weekend for The Romance Reviews Blog Hop, as I talk about my books, post blurbs and one excerpt (see below), and discuss my writing projects for 2013. In the near future, I've got two more novels coming out by summer. So be looking forward to that.

Stop by this weekend and POST A COMMENT HERE IN RESPONSE TO THIS POST with YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS and ENTER TO WIN one of 3 FREE EBOOKS! I will be giving away one copy each (ebook only) of A Wicked Encounter, Chasing the Dream Anthology - with my vampire story entitled The Soul Awakening, and finally Deal with the Devil, my latest release!

ALSO, TRR IS GIVING AWAY FIVE (5) $10.00 AMAZON GIFT CARDS!!! IN ADDITION TO MY EBOOK GIVEAWAYS, YOU CAN GRAB MORE FREE PRIZES! SO BE SURE TO ENTER!!!


Don't miss out on any of the goodies!!! Hope to see you here!!! :D

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TALKING SHOP, BOOK BLURBS, AND AN EXCERPT:

MY FAVORITE BOOK by far is my newest release, Deal with the Devil!! I love the story premise and the gritty, intensely passionate erotic nature of both my characters. Its about an everyday guy who works as a stripper, who gets offered more than he bargains for from a famous singer, a man not to be messed with. What would you do if you were him? Take the money and run? Or stick around for true love...


PROJECTS COMING THIS YEAR IN 2013
Currently, Deal with the Devil released this week and is available on Amazon.com and other fine ebook retailers. Checkmate! will release Feb. 9th from Silver Publishing, a fun hot story about two men and a friendly game of Chess. In addition, even though there have been some personal challenges which put a couple of my latest novels on hold during 2012, I’m hard at work putting the finishing touches on those two books so they can be released in Spring and Summer of 2013, respectively.

Those novels include Murder, Most Likely, being co-written with sci-fi writer Derek Austin Johnson. It’s a dark, erotic thriller and murder mystery with a married couple at the center of the story. It’s male/female and ménage erotica, combined with a gritty murder mystery and elements of the BDSM lifestyle. Then there’s Haunted by Obsession, a male/male erotic romance, paranormal ghost story, and murder mystery based on a fictional murder that occurred more than one hundred years ago. I love this story, because I love a good old-fashioned ghost story.

I’m really excited about the forthcoming releases of both of these hot & sexy novels. I can’t wait to see how readers respond to them, and hopefully gobble them up! There’s definitely more stories coming from me this year in 2013 on the horizon. So be watching for those announcements in the near future.


BLURB - DEAL WITH THE DEVIL (Excerpt is posted below)
Derrick Delaney has been a high-class professional stripper for several years, rolling in money and living the good life. He entertains his choice of elite private patrons in the upstairs VIP lounge, and has his goals and dreams mapped out. Among those plans, taking time out to fall in love is not an option.

Then Scott Silver, a famous rock star, walks into the club and into his life one sultry, fateful night. Their not-so-chance meeting develops into an unquenchable obsession for both the exotic dancer and his musical benefactor. When Scott reveals his true agenda, Derrick’s feelings of anger and betrayal are not enough to make him turn his back on the singer. Come along for the ride as passion sizzles, sparks fly, and fireworks erupt when against his better judgment, Derrick is pressured into signing a Deal with the Devil.


BLURB - A WICKED ENCOUNTER
Christopher Allwyne, Duke of Bellwood, stood to inherit a vast fortune. Still reeling from the loss of his parents and most recently, his Aunt Polly, the Duchess of Bellwood, the young noble found himself traveling in the dark of night to oversee Her Grace's funeral proceedings and to attend the reading of his aunt's will. Along the way, his carriage suffers a devastating accident, and a dark stranger comes to his aid and rescue. The Marquis Evan de Lombard, rich French nobleman, takes an instant interest in the handsome Christopher. Sharing a wicked encounter shortly after meeting, things look promising as love blooms between them. That is, until the Marquis reveals his true identity and purpose.

Once Christopher knows the truth, will he ever be able to forgive Evan and love him, despite the man's indiscretions? Torn apart by dishonesty, can love win out over betrayal and rise to the occasion, reuniting them for a lifetime of happiness? The cost for true love could be a price neither one is willing to pay.


BLURB - THE SOUL AWAKENING part of CHASING THE DREAM ANTHOLOGY
Chasing the dream...something every one of us aspires to. But every dream is different for each individual. Some crave love, fame, or immortality. And for still others, they desire power and riches, and all that comes with it.

In this anthology, share in the vivid imaginations of five bestselling authors who are masters of the genre, each writing steamy, hot passionate stories of men loving men, men sharing their bodies, who hope to attain their own secret desires.

Come along for the sensual journey that awaits you, and get lost in this collection of must-have gay erotica. Let these stories steal you away to another world where hot men share their deepest hopes and fantasies with you, while they’re Chasing the Dream.


THE SOUL AWAKENING - MY STORY CONTRIBUTION
While on promotional tour across Europe, Michael Nolan's rental car encounters engine trouble and leaves him stranded in the dead of night. The offer of help from a tall dark stranger sets him upon a life-altering course of events. It could lead to love…but more likely, his own private hell.

BLURB - CHECKMATE! – part of SILVER PRESENTS…LOVE IS LOVE ANTHOLOGY
Love comes in all shapes and sizes. Love does not conform to any one narrow definition. Love between two men is as poignant and true as love between a man and a woman. Love is love.
Note: THIS BOOK IS AVAILABLE FOR PRE-ORDER, AND FOR DOWNLOAD ON FEB. 9TH.


CHECKMATE! - MY STORY CONTRIBUTION
Well-known news anchor Clint Watson must keep a low profile about his alternate sexuality. But one sultry, warm summer afternoon over a game of chess, he finds more than just pleasure in the arms of a hot younger man.

BLURB - BROKEN HEARTS & CANDY KISSES
Left alone and desolate the day before Valentine's Day, Kevin's bad luck at love has just struck again. Deserted at the boarding gate by the man he thought was his lifetime partner, his struggling self-esteem takes a low blow for the worst. Overcome by grief in the unlikeliest of places, his moment of tears and sadness is interrupted by “Mr. Tall, Dark & Handsome.”

Consumed by sudden passion born of desperation and desire, his chance meeting with the intriguing man breathes hope into his shattered dreams. Seared inside and out by the heat of his lover’s haunting blue eyes, their hot one-night stand could be the true love he’s searched a lifetime for. Or he may be destined to live an empty life without the one thing his heart desires. Only time will tell, in Broken Hearts & Candy Kisses.


BLURB - MURDER, MOST LIKELY
A series of high-profile criminal heists leads handsome insurance investigator Philip Templeton to Los Angeles…and straight into the life of Henriette Bergstrom, daughter and only heir of diamond broker Max Bergstrom. Rich, beautiful, yet spoiled, and chief legal representative of Bergstrom’s Jewelers, Henriette must partner with Philip to investigate the crimes before a settlement can be paid. Despite the love that blooms unbidden, and the passion which flares between them, the enticing brunette may have a secret or two of her own to hide.

Thrown into an underground world of BDSM, sexual fetishism, and an erotic web of lies and deceit so great that even the legendary Holmes, himself, might have lost his footing, Philip must navigate the waters of love and treachery with his new colleague. But in the process, will Henriette steal more than Philip’s heart? And will it culminate in two lovers finding their own happily-ever-after ending? Or will it wind up being Murder, Most Likely…


BLURB - HAUNTED BY OBSESSION
Aaron Michaels and Kurt Freeman-Michaels are musical celebrities. An openly gay couple living their dreams, the boys just celebrated their first year of wedded bliss. Feeling the need to escape and spend some time alone for a change, Aaron and Kurt take an impromptu trip up the coast of California. While they're away, the pair happens upon an elegant Victorian mansion that draws them both in. After falling in love with the property, an unexpected turn of events occurs which makes it possible for them to buy the house and fulfill their dream of owning a home.

Gordon Inn has stood magnificent beside the ocean for the past 127 years, yet the house hides a dark secret within its walls. Rumors of an illicit affair and a century-old murder color the Inn's unique and troubled past.
Aaron and Kurt quickly learn there's more to the history of Gordon Inn than meets the eye. But many questions remain. Will their lives be torn apart before they find the answers they seek? Who will come to their aid when they're left alone inside the solitude of their ancient mansion? And, will the boys be able to solve the mystery before any more lives are lost?

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EXPLICIT EXCERPT FROM DEAL WITH THE DEVIL:
Scott’s behavior mystified Derrick. He acted as though they were on a date instead of him being a paid escort. He shook his head, a small smile curving his mouth. Perhaps the man was telling him the truth, and he really didn’t expect anything else in return for his money. This had to be a first for Derrick. No one had ever just paid to meet and talk to him.

He raised wide, questioning eyes to Scott. “Yeah, you can kiss me,” he murmured, waiting, his lips parting slightly in invitation.

Scott paused, watching Derrick’s eyes for a few seconds before leaning in to bring their lips together. It was soft and hesitant, not at all what Derrick was expecting. It sent a myriad of hot shivers coursing through him. Their kiss lingered for a moment longer before Scott pulled away, leaving his heart racing like a schoolboy.

“Can I see you?” Scott asked, eyes dropping to the growing tent in Derrick’s jeans. Raking his fingers across Derrick’s crotch and scratching at the zipper, Scott indicated what he wanted without force or demand. It made all the electricity in Derrick’s body start sending hot jolts of electricity straight to his cock.

Breath quickening ever faster, Derrick fumbled with his zipper, suddenly feeling like a fifteen year-old kid on his first date. Those arctic blue eyes held him prisoner, fingers shaking as he undid the top button and slid the zipper down. Opening his jeans to reveal white briefs, he ran his hand over his hard-on, palming himself, then reached out and took Scott’s hand. Bringing it to him, he placed it warmly on top of his cock, cupping him through his underwear.

Together, they eased the elastic waistband down to reveal his throbbing shaft. Derrick watched as Scott’s eyes went dark with want. The man was unlike any he’d ever met before. It terrified him, sending off more alarms; but then, desire was there, too. Desire like Derrick hadn’t felt in a very long time for anyone . . . maybe never . . . surged rapidly through his body. He sucked in a tight breath as long fingers gently caressed him, thumb rubbing the underside of the head and down the large vein that pulsed beneath the skin. It sent more chills rushing through his body, this slow death by fire from Scott Silver’s touch.

He watched, fascinated, as Scott’s fingers moved up and down the rigid shaft, stroking hot, velvet skin, teasing and driving him wild. Normally, clients wanted Derrick to pleasure them, not the other way around. He didn’t know what to make of this guy. But he wanted more.

“I want to suck you off. Can I?” Scott purred sensually, voice vibrating with desire. Derrick nodded mindlessly, watching as his ebony head bowed low and soft pink lips opened wide to take him inside. Enveloped in that warm mouth, for the first time in forever, Derrick knew he was in trouble.

“Oh, fuck,” he breathed. Defenses suddenly down, Derrick’s breath caught in his throat, surprised at just how good it felt to be touched by this man. He was losing his sense of control over their private party, a critical error in judgment.

Head falling back against the couch, he closed his eyes and wallowed in the sensations of being blown, expert lips and tongue giving him intense pleasure. He felt Scott go all the way down on him, nosing his groin, inhaling his scent, fingers snaking between his thighs to fondle his balls. Then a tender finger was pushing inside his ass, curling tightly and hitting against that spot that stole the air from his lungs, causing his hips to thrust up for more.

A few more seconds of that talented mouth working his cock, a long finger up his ass, and Derrick was groaning and coming in a heated rush, pumping his load down Scott’s throat. Hips jerking, cock stuttering to empty itself of every last drop of cum, and Derrick was breathless, drained of all energy. When Scott pulled off, it was with a lazy lick over the top of his slit, tongue digging into the tiny opening to tease, tickle, and suck him clean.

“You’re delicious,” he commented softly, voice low and gravelly as he met Derrick’s totally lust-blown eyes. Derrick stared back, trying to focus on that beautiful face, those intense blue orbs did fucking things to his insides. “That was amazing,” he whispered, uncertain, guard fucking blown along with his reserves.


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Buy Links for Deal with the Devil:
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Barnes & Noble.com
Smashwords.com

About the Author:
SammyJo Hunt is female, age 44, and has made northern Utah her home for almost twenty years. She has not married and is owned by her pet tabby cat Bug. She is currently attending graduate school pursuing a Master's Degree in Human Services and Counseling. SammyJo has a Bachelors Degree in Social Work, and serves families, children, teens, and the LGBTQ communities.

She enjoys reading, writing, and spending time with friends and loved ones. Ms. Hunt loves hot sexy boys and steamy heroes, along with the challenge of spinning a good tale. Happily-ever-after stories are a great source of her inspiration. She enjoys making her readers fall in love with her characters, and nothing gives her more personal satisfaction than knowing her stories inspire true love and happiness for those who read and enjoy them.


Also by SammyJo Hunt:
A Wicked Encounter
The Soul Awakening - part of Chasing the Dream Anthology
Checkmate! - part of “Silver Presents…Love is Love Anthology”-Coming Feb. 9th & available now for Pre-Order
Broken Hearts & Candy Kisses

And Coming This Year in 2013:
Murder, Most Likely – Available this Spring
Haunted by Obsession – Releasing Summer 2013


Connect with the Author:
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SammyJoHunt
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SammyJo_Hunt
Blog: http://sammyjohunt.livejournal.com/
Email: sjhuntwrites@gmail.com


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Visiting Kellie Kamryn's Blog Today!!

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I'm chatting about my new release Deal with the Devil on Kellie Kamryn's blog. Get your cuppa Sweet & Sassy today!! Hope to see you there!

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FANTASTIC 4-STAR REVIEW!!!!! Woot!!!

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Deal with the Devil has scored 4 stars from Dawn's Reading Nook!

Check out what all the hype is about! Have you got your copy yet??? :D

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Purchase Links for Deal with the Devil:
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And the Winners for FREE eBooks are....

SammyJo Hunt
Thanks so much to everyone who stopped by and participated this past weekend in the TRR Romance Madness Hop giveaway and drawing for free ebooks. We've all made some new friends and look forward to interacting and chatting more in the future!

WINNERS OF 3 FREE EBOOKS DRAWING ON MY BLOG PAGE ARE:

1. Renee Bennett - reneebennett35@yahoo.com
2. bn100candg@hotmail.com
3. Tracey D. - booklover0226@gmail.com
Bonus Draw #1: Jen Savage - reoracer@gmail.com
Bonus Draw #2: Bj Gaskill - beejee77@gmail.com


Winners will be notified by email and given their choice of ebook they prefer to have of the three offered in the original TRR Romance Madness Hop post.

CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL THE WINNERS AND HOPE TO SEE YOU HERE NEXT TIME!!! :D


Hugs to all,
SammyJo xoxo

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OMG! I'm so humbled and excited! My first professional review of Deal with the Devil! She gives it 5 Stars!!!!!!!! *does excited happy dance!!!* Check out her glowing remarks!

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Yeehaw!! My latest m/m novel Deal with the Devil is available now at Barnes & Noble!! Just $2.99. Stop by & pick up your copy today!! You'll LOVE THIS STORY!
I guarantee it!!! <3

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