The Worst Dilemma by Muhammed Sokhna

The Worst Dilemma by Muhammed Sokhna
Genre: Erotic Romance, Erotica

The spark of all dilemmas is lies and deception

 Just what is love? Is it just a word people use for personal gain? Is it a verb that needs creativity expression in order to understand its full meaning? Or, is it just looking in the mirror?

For Chantrelle Hayfield, love is simplicity. But, she lives in Atlanta, a complex city full of surprises. Like her chiseled, tall, and chocolate next door neighbor, Rasheed Goodmen, who could be a new love interest? But, when her best friend, Ashley Leslie, comes out about her true feelings, will Chantrelle be able to handle the convoluted feelings of others even if that means losing her simplicity?


Chantrelle’s other friends Ariel Samson and Alexis Smith could be able to guide her? But, Ariel needs to learn to be a little selfish and Alexis has to stop scheming to get by. The underworld of Atlanta will test each of these women. Because behind the spark of every dilemma, is lies and deception. Who will be able to see clearly in order to avoid tragedy?


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About the Author: Throughout Mr. Sokhna life, he searched for a purpose. At the age of eighteen, he went through some tough times. His girlfriend left him, his finances were not where they needed to be, his family was struggling to make ends meet, he lost his Hope scholarship, and was desperately trying to find out what was his purpose here on earth. The depression within him started to build and lead to an attempt of suicide.

With the love and support of his family and close friends, he slowly climbed back on his feet, but there was still one remaining problem. He still didn’t know what his purpose was, until he had a vision.

Something within him told him to write down his story. There was resistance, but he followed the hunch. Five thousand words turn into ten thousand. Then ten turned into twenty thousand. Then all of a sudden, twenty thousand words turned into over forty thousand words. He recognized that he found his true passion. It was something that will challenge him. It was something he was yearning for all his life. It was something he could call “his own” and that something was writing.

Mr. Sokhna purpose is to ignite the creativity within people and help them realize that life is much more than what meets the eye. He wants his readers to know that all that we ever done and all we will ever do in this world is just the tip of this iceberg of what could have been done in this life.

The Worst Dilemma Series is one of the three ways he likes to channel his talent to the world. Being able to create erotic content that makes people blush is not only pleasing to him, but it makes him more humble to evolve the craft of literature. Mr. Sokhna will continue to strive to bring more enticing content through The Worst Dilemma Series. A series that will shed light on some of the toughest situations people go through in life, with the added bonus of erotic content.

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A little while ago I released a flash-flash erotic story, The Balcony. :)

Flash-flash fiction pieces are super-short five-minute reads... a tasty and tantalising tease.

Excerpt: The temptress is exploring once again, her arms and hands like a searching octopus seeking out a prey to devour. Fingertips brush the waistband of weathered jeans, revelling in the success of locating the snap. Pop, zip, slide, and she makes her way in, barely concentrating in the onslaught of the lips now nibbling her earlobe. Oh, the distraction of such a sensation, interrupting her concentration and making her tremble in her boots. But oh, and then, she finds her way in, snaking her fingers inside and grabbing hold of her beautiful prize.

The reward as her fingers wrap around hot cock - moans in her ear, and hands grabbing at her hips to pull her backwards. A wriggle, a writing, and denim is freed, falling to ankles while palms massage her her buttocks and shove the skirt up to her waist. Her eyes are closed once again, savouring the feeling of rubbing together; she leans forward over the rail, pushing harder with her butt, grinding against beautiful hot hardness. And finally, achingly, the first word escapes her.

“Now.”


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Layers Peeled by Lacey Silks + 2 Giveaways

Layers Peeled by Lacey Silks

(Layers Trilogy #2)

Genres: Contemporary, Erotica, Romance

Allie is about to knock the wind out of Tristan with the biggest news of her life.

Tristan has a few surprises for Allie as well.

While the couple tries to deal with their predicament, ghosts from Allie’s past haunt her, slowly calculating the timing of their return.

Can Allie and Tristan peel away their protective layers? Fate has stacked a threat against them and if they don’t work together, trusting and sharing information, it may be too late.

Layers Peeled is Book 2 in the Layers Trilogy and should be only read after Layers Deep. Contains adult content and graphic language suitable  for mature audience.

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The Pack or the Panther by Tara Lain - Cover Reveal!

The Pack or the Panther

(Tales of the Harker Pack Series)

By

Tara Lain

Blurb:

Cole Harker, son of an alpha werewolf, is bigger and more powerful than most wolves, tongue-tied in groups, and gay. For twenty-four years, he’s lived to please his family and pack—even letting them promise him in marriage to female werewolf Analiese to secure a pack alliance and help save them from a powerful gangster who wants their land. Then Cole meets Analiese’s half-brother, panther shifter Paris Marketo, and for the first time, Cole wants something for himself.

When Analiese runs off to marry a human, Cole finally has a chance with Paris, but the solitary cat rejects him, the pack, and everything it represents. Then Cole discovers the gangster wants Paris too and won’t rest until he has him. What started as a land dispute turns into World War Wolf! But the bigger fight is the battle between cats and dogs.

Release Date: 

January 8, 2013

Available for pre-order now at 

EXCERPT

Cole took hold of a branch a few feet from Paris. “Do you think the alliance will stand?” He shrugged. “Hard to say. I know everyone hopes so, so I hope so too.” Cole pulled his eyebrows together. “But you don’t really care.”

Paris looked up sharply. “Yes, I care. I care about my parents. They’ve been good to me and I owe them a lot. I’m a freak by wolf standards, and my father has never abjured me. I honestly believe he kept me separate for my well-being more than his own. He acknowledges me as his son even though I remind him of his greatest sorrow.”

“Your panther mother.” He nodded. “And Trixie isn’t a brave female. My existence is difficult for her, but she’s been nothing but good to me. She had to stand against the combined disapproval of a lot of other females for me. They didn’t know what I was, but they knew I was Merced’s first wife’s son. They weren’t kind. She was. I value her and want the best.”

 Cole nodded. If there was one thing he understood, it was loyalty.

“And then there’s you.”

Cole glanced up. Look at that mischievous face. He’d switched from deeply serious to court jester in one second flat. “What about me?” He grinned.

The cat danced around his tree, unfastening buttons on his shirt with intricate skill. “You want the alliance and I want you. Isn’t that an Aristotelian principle? If A equals B and B equals C, then Paris wants Cole to have his alliance so Paris can have Cole’s big yummy cock in his ass. An ass, I might add, that’s been throbbing like a voodoo drum since I first looked in your silver eyes, wolfman.” He whipped off the shirt, leaving his upper body bare.

Wow. Even knowing what was coming, that sight was hard to believe. The cat’s skin glowed in the moonlight like so much alabaster formed into a work of art. If you liked bulky, you wouldn’t like Paris. But if the look of a black leopard stealing along a branch stilled your heart, this sight would do it for you down to the ground. Not really slim. More like lean, with muscles just where they should be, but as if they were made of silk rather than stone. Fluid.

Paris reached and grabbed a branch, then pulled himself up one-armed until he leaned over the wood on his belly. Flip. He circled and came up to sitting, his upper body glowing and long legs dangling. He spread his arms out for a second as if balancing on a tightrope. Then he reached in and started to unfasten his belt. Slowly, he slipped it from his trousers, then swung it over his head until it caught on an upper branch.

 He pulled himself to standing and used one hand to slowly lower his fly. White showed in the gap. Oh my. Not white underwear.  White skin. Cole shuddered. He wasn’t used to this kind of sexy. Hell, who was? This cat was one of a kind. 

About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 23. Her best­selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft. She lives with her soul­mate husband and her soul­mate dog in Laguna Beach, California, a pretty seaside town where she sets a lot of her books. Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!

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You may recall my super-hot flash-flash erotic story, Office Party. :)

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Excerpt: “God, I want you,” I whisper through clenched teeth. He smirks, shakes his head, and continues his assault. He knows how public this is, how many people could be watching our display. He’s enjoying just how trapped I feel, of being forced to show decorum. A waitress is moving between people, her tray of champagne flutes poised on one arm. His fingers continue their relentless movement, driving me steadily towards the point of no return.

All I want to do is wrap my arms around his neck, as he brings me closer and closer to the edge. I want to feel his naked body against mine, taste the salty sweat on his body. I want to feel him swell inside me as the crescendo builds within us both. I want to smell the desperation in him, taste the pleasure in the electrified air. I try to concentrate on an intelligent facial expression, but I fail, and the wine glass in my hand barely avoids spilling its contents all over the floor.

His eyes widen with excitement as he correctly guesses just how close I am.

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Consume Me - Paige Matthews

Consume Me
Paige Matthews

Emma O'Connor's interest in bondage and submission has led her to the training program at Devoured. With past sexual experiences less than par, Emma wants nothing more than to submit to a Master. With her need for pleasure and her desire to please, Emma finds herself exploring the desires that have remained subdued; although unsure if she could make a good submissive.
 Marcus, the Dom in charge of the training program at Devoured, is more than interested in the feisty submissive. When Emma walks in for her interview, Marcus knows he's met his match. Consumed by nothing but thoughts of her, Marcus begins to doubt his ability to stay in control and his previous stance on collaring a submissive. Marcus finds himself unsure of his feelings for Emma, and his responsibility to the other trainees.
 When a threat surfaces against Emma and her past comes back to haunt her, Marcus must admit his feelings for her in order to protect her, or risk losing her forever.
 Join Marcus, Emma, and the rest of the Devoured Club Doms and Subs in the second installment of the Devoured Club Series.

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New Release - The Massage

New Release
The Massage - Beth Owyn $0.99

"...if you keep that up I'm going to show you a fountain, so you'll know how good you are." She smiled provocatively, bit her lower lip, and kept up her concentration, milking his glorious cock and eyeing the precum dribbling everywhere as she worked. Before long he was thrusting his hips off the table to meet her hand...

Mandy's in serious financial trouble, so her boss Rick has offered her a new role with excellent pay. But is it the kind of work Mandy wants to do? And why does he keep calling her Monique? The Massage is a 2000-word short story of an ordinary girl who gets a glimpse of an extraordinary working world...

Five minutes of fabulous... adventure.

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What could it be about?

"There's nothing more attractive than a woman who can take a compliment, Monique." He looked directly at her over the top of his glass. "Maybe you'd like to dance for a while?" He put his glass down and held out a hand. She handed back her glass and allowed herself to be drawn. They said nothing for a while, dancing cheek-to-cheek. Finally he said, "A nice young lady like you makes a man think about having some fun. Maybe you know somewhere we can spend time alone." He eyed her carefully to see if she would pick up her line.

It took her a few moments to gather her wits and answer. "You know, Graham, maybe you'd like me to give you a massage. I think you'd enjoy it."

I wonder...

It's been a while between releases

so as a reward for you patience, I've released a new short story! Just what you wanted.

The temptress is exploring once again, her arms and hands like a searching octopus seeking out a prey to devour. Fingertips brush the waistband of weathered jeans, revelling in the success of locating the snap. Pop, zip, slide, and she makes her way in, barely concentrating in the onslaught of the lips now nibbling her earlobe. Oh, the distraction of such a sensation, interrupting her concentration and making her tremble in her boots. But oh, and then, she finds her way in, snaking her fingers inside and grabbing hold of her beautiful prize. 

The reward as her fingers wrap around hot cock - moans in her ear, and hands grabbing at her hips to pull her backwards. A wriggle, a writing, and denim is freed, falling to ankles while palms massage her her buttocks and shove the skirt up to her waist. Her eyes are closed once again, savouring the feeling of rubbing together; she leans forward over the rail, pushing harder with her butt, grinding against beautiful hot hardness. And finally, achingly, the first word escapes her. 

“Now.”

A beautiful woman is waiting on the balcony... she knows exactly what she wants, and she doesn't care who might be watching. Five minutes of faptastic fun. The Balcony is hot and explicit and only 99c. http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/343972
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Office Party now released - flash-flash five-minute erotic short story

Exciting stuff! My latest "flash-flash" erotic short story is up for sale. It's only a five-minute read, but then again, it's also only 99c and available in browser, Kindle, PDF, Epub (iPad/iBook/Nook/Sony Reader/Kobo/Stanza/Aldiko/Adobe Digital Edition), Rich Text, LRF and Palm Doc.

“God, I want you,” I whisper through clenched teeth. He smirks, shakes his head, and continues his assault. He knows how public this is, how many people could be watching our display. He’s enjoying just how trapped I feel, of being forced to show decorum. A waitress is moving between people, her tray of champagne flutes poised on one arm. His fingers continue their relentless movement, driving me steadily towards the point of no return. 

All I want to do is wrap my arms around his neck, as he brings me closer and closer to the edge. I want to feel his naked body against mine, taste the salty sweat on his body. I want to feel him swell inside me as the crescendo builds within us both. I want to smell the desperation in him, taste the pleasure in the electrified air. I try to concentrate on an intelligent facial expression, but I fail, and the wine glass in my hand barely avoids spilling its contents all over the floor. 

His eyes widen with excitement as he correctly guesses just how close I am.

Office Party is a 1500-word short erotic story of a woman whose skirt is a little too short, and a man who knows exactly how to pleasure her - even if someone might see.
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Excerpt - "Work Function" - Flash-flash fiction

“God, I want you,” I whisper through clenched teeth. He smirks, shakes his head, and continues his assault. He knows how public this is, how many people could be watching our display. He’s enjoying just how trapped I feel, of being forced to show decorum. A waitress is moving between people, her tray of champagne flutes poised on one arm. His fingers continue their relentless movement, driving me steadily towards the point of no return.

All I want to do is wrap my arms around his neck, as he brings me closer and closer to the edge. I want to feel his naked body against mine, taste the salty sweat on his body. I want to feel him swell inside me as the crescendo builds within us both. I want to smell the desperation in him, taste the pleasure in the electrified air. I try to concentrate on an intelligent facial expression, but I fail, and the wine glass in my hand barely avoids spilling its contents all over the floor.

His eyes widen with excitement as he correctly guesses just how close I am.

I did what I promised

...and I've written a short erotic story. 1500 words, short and sweet and to-the-point.

I wouldn't say that it's bestseller material, but I'm feeling more confident now. Short stories can get away with less editing, less need to have a publisher, less... well, you get the picture. I would be quaking in my boots to dare finish a novel and put it out there, without having spent a fortune on editing and proofing and covers and AND.

I plan to release it for free. We'll see if it gets any attention. It would be nice if it cracked double figures. Stay tuned.