The truth waits beneath the waves #lesbian #erotic #romance @naomi_jay @evernightpub

Thanks for having me here today! I’m excited to share my latest Romance on the Go, ON A DARK TIDE, a story I constantly (and probably annoyingly) referred to as the Creepy Ocean Story whilst writing it. I’m a mermaid at heart. I love the ocean, whatever the season, whatever the weather. Nothing makes me feel as at peace or inspired as sitting by the shore. ON A DARK TIDE is one of several stories and books I’ve written with the ocean at its heart, and it won’t be the last.

My jokey reference to it as the Creepy Ocean Story got me thinking about other creepy ocean stories. ON A DARK TIDE was partially inspired by that idea that the deep, vast ocean is concealing a very alien and inhospitable world from us – and that maybe we don’t want to uncover it’s secrets.

These three books share that theme, and were all incredibly formative reads for me growing up. Enjoy!


DAGON was one of the first stories Lovecraft wrote as an adult, back in 1917. Told from the point of view of a morphine addict recounting a horrific experience he had as a merchant marine, it’s classic Lovecraft, encapsulated into a short but striking story. Adrift in an unknown region of the ocean, he finds “a slimy expanse of hellish black mire” thrown to the ocean’s surface by a volcanic upheaval. Upon exploring the landmass, he discovers an inhumanly large monolith covered in hieroglyphics that suggest a terrifying truth about humanity. As he studies the monolith, an enormous creature emerges from the waters. Insane with fear, the man escapes, but is cursed to madness as fear of the creature consumes him.

This was the first Lovecraft story I ever read! It set me on a long and happy path of trying to make everyone I knew read Lovecraft (only partially succeeding). It’s short enough that his sometimes purple prose doesn’t grate on you, and leaves enough to the imagination that you can’t help being fascinated by his submerged civilisations and cold, distant gods.


On a rather different note, we have TELLING THE SEA by Pauline Fisk. I must have read this dozens of times as a child. It’s the story of Nona, who moves with her mother to a coastal village in Wales to escape an abusive partner. Isolated and lonely, Nona deals with her troubles by sharing them with the sea. But as life grows more complicated and no answers seem to be in sight, Nona does more than just talk to the sea…And soon her life is danger as the waters lure her in.

This is a YA book dealing with some heavy topics – domestic abuse and suicide, chiefly. I don’t think I truly appreciated as a child how well those topics were addressed, but it’s a book that’s stayed in my memory my whole life. The setting and Nona’s strange, difficult relationships, and her sanctuary in the sea, make this a one-of-a-kind book.


Oh man. If you want your high fantasy ripe with incest, have I got a book for you. Twins Valraven and Pharinet are heirs of a royal family cursed many hundreds of years before. Any woman married to Valraven was destined to become the Sea Wife, a being capable of commanding the vast powers of the sea dragons. Growing up, Val and Pharinet become lovers, and an intricate web of magic and betrayal engulfs them and everyone around them. 

I love this book, but it’s definitely not for everyone. The nature of the sea dragons (are they real or just metaphors for the family’s magic?) and the complex political intrigue make this an outstanding first book in the series. The rest of the trilogy drifts away from the ocean and the incredibly sinister dragons, sadly.

Of course, I’d be remiss if I didn’t share a snippet of my own Creepy Ocean Story with you now…

True crime podcasters Piper and Cam have travelled to the sleepy seaside
town of Findlay to investigate the disappearance of a woman nearly a
decade ago. The theories are wild—everything from murder to mermaids,
and Piper is determined to get to the truth. Battling her fear of the
ocean, Piper soon realizes Findlay has deeper, darker secrets than she
could ever have believed. As she struggles to master her fear and deal
with her unrequited love for Cam, Piper is lured into perilous waters.
The truth waits beneath the waves—and Piper’s fate waits with it. 

Be Warned: f/f sex

Piper said again, almost wailing it as Cam took off back up the shore
toward the town. Piper started after her, got her feet tangled in
those grabby strands of seaweed, and toppled over. She landed
face-first in the sand, grit and water-worn stones digging into her
palms. “Shit!”
lay there for a few seconds, berating herself for being so stupidly
tongue-tied. Then she picked herself up and hugged herself against
the bitter cold wind rushing off the waves. She could fix this. 
she had to do was run after Cam and say … something. She didn’t
know what, though. She still wasn’t sure what the hell had just
happened. What Cam had expected to happen.
she wouldn’t find out hanging around on the beach, would she?
started walking, the distant lights of the town guiding her. She and
Cam had come further than she realized, and night had swept in while
they walked. She couldn’t even see Cam’s silhouette up ahead. But
she couldn’t have gotten far, surely. Piper had only been down a
cupped her hands to her mouth. “Cam? Cameron!”
was no answer. The wind shrieked down the bay, suddenly wild, and
Piper flashed back vividly to her dream last night. She wondered if
that’s all it had been, a howling gale invading her dreams. She
glanced out across the ink-dark waters of the bay, watching the white
caps rise and fall as the tide drove in.
was too easy to imagine being tossed around in those wild waves,
mouth full of salt, lungs burning, body sinking and rising at the
will of the water. It was too easy to imagine Dina Mackay walking
into the sea…
shivered, unsure where the idea came from. The wind rose and fell in
strange harmony, filling her head with shipwrecks and yellowed bones
polished by centuries of sand and water. She stopped looking for Cam,
entranced and disturbed by the song of the bay. It did sound like
voices, eerily so. Sweet, inhuman singing as the wind ripped through
hidden caves and over knee-high banks of marram grass.
could have heard that beautiful, awful music the night she went
missing. She could have walked out of the Lobster Pot, just like
Piper had tonight, pleasantly buzzed, and thought she heard voices
down on the shore, out in the water.
didn’t remember moving, but the water lapped at her feet now, so
either she’d moved or the tide had. She wasn’t sure. It didn’t
matter. The singing swirled around her, warming her where the wind
had chilled her. The water washed over her canvas shoes, soaking in
and anchoring her to the shore. The singing pulled at her, dragged at
her, as inexorable as the ocean.

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the Author
Naomi likes writing, perfume,
fancy tea, and unfathomable monsters from the dark spaces between the
stars, not necessarily in that order. She has been writing stories
ever since she learned how to write, but is still trying to master
the art of biography writing. When she’s not dealing with werewolves,
demons, or sea monsters, she’s hanging out with her cat and probably
watching a documentary about Bigfoot. If the cat isn’t available,
she’s with her fiancé watching cookery shows and silently plotting
her next book.
Find me online:
Twitter – @naomi_jay

something unthinkable happens #Thriller @AuthorEllie @SDSXXTours

Toxic Desire
by Ellie Douglas
Genre: Thriller
Imagine waking up from a blackout, your memory betraying you as to where you
have been or what you have done. This is what happens to beautiful
and sexy, 24 year old, Annabelle Worthington.

Growing up, Annabelle’s life was anything but normal. Living with loveless
parents, she was subjected to unimaginable abuse and torture at the
hands of those who should have protected her. Her saving grace was
her relationship with Ivy and Eva.
As an adult, she met Brett Campbell and finally her world became filled
with the happiness, stability and love that she had never known. Then
something unthinkable happens that destroys her idyllic life and
fills her with rage. Annabelle’s blackouts increase and memories of
her abusive childhood threatens to imprison her.
When Ivy and Eva comes back into her life, Annabelle elicits their help to
rid the world of all cheating bastards.
Is there anything that can stop them before they wreak havoc on
California? Which of them really poses the most danger to those who
least expect it?
How many lives will be lost because of sexual desires and memories from
the past?
I’m Ellie Douglas, and like you, I love horror, everything about horror,
the goriest and most gruesome of horrors is the ultimate. I can’t
get enough. So much so that I write horror. That need to be graphic,
and explicit with my horror scenes makes me stand out. I give what I
want to read to others, so now they can enjoy a true horror

I’m not all about just being graphic, I also build characters that the
readers will love and or hate, so they can feel pulled right inside
of the story that they are reading. It gives me so much enjoyment
when I hear remarks like, ‘You made me want to puke,’ ‘I have
nightmares every damned night –thanks,’ and ‘Quentin Tarantino
and Steven King made a baby, YOU!’ when I hear comments like that,
I know then I’ve succeeded, that also pushes me into writing more
and becoming even better.
I’m fun loving, generous and very mysterious. I enjoy spending time with
my family, and have four children to keep the horror writing alive. I
enjoy helping others and volunteer my services to help Autistic
children, I love cosplay and the chance to dress up as a monster,
zombie or some other gritty character is fun, oh so much fun.
I love summer, and well…I hate winter. I live in New Zealand and feel
often too far away from all the cool stuff going on in the world. I
love helping people all the time. I’ve got my hands dipped in a few
things, I write books, but I also make professional book covers for
other authors, I also create adult coloring books and I have a
gambling app that I designed on the apple store 🙂 I’ve always got
a project going, be it writing or creating, that is who I am and I
love it 🙂
My ultimate aim is to give back, paying it forward, to constantly better
myself and give the audience amazing stories. Let me scare
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sex, battles, and secrets abound #MCRomance #erotic @CRMoss @evernightpub

Hello! It’s been quite some time since I’ve had a release, and now I can say all that’s changed. A big thank you to my host for allowing me to visit today and share my story Transcending Fire. This erotic, futuristic, dystopian story based around different motorcycle gangs has had quite a journey to get to this point. Perhaps one day I’ll share the two-plus-year jaunt this story went through to find a home. Luckily, it finally has. Even with all the trials it went through, I still love this story. It’s one of my favorites that I’ve written, and one that I didn’t get tired of during the editing process either. Yay!
A man dealing with an Earth in chaos. A woman from an alternate universe hoping to find her destiny. Two motorcycle gangs and a real bad ass who wants to ruin everything. What’s not to like?

~ Blurb ~

* Hunter Macario wants one thing—a place to belong. When given an opportunity to solidify his position in the motorcycle club, Devil’s Thunder, he takes it.
* Dragon’s Clan member, Safaia King, believes she’s found the man from her people’s legend and her dreams. She has one goal, even if he’s in a rival club—to make Hunter hers and keep him safe so he can fulfill their destiny.
* After Hunter makes a huge mistake, he’s sent to where Safaia lives—an alternate universe called The Den. In this new world, sex, battles, and secrets abound. Hunter must survive The Den to right some wrongs or else he could lose everything he’s ever gained, including his home and Safaia’s love.

~ Adult Rated Excerpt ~

* A wicked glint lit her eyes, and a playful grin spread across her face. She smoothed a hand down his hard chest. “I love the definition of your muscles, Hunter, how they shudder beneath my fingers when I touch you.” Inch by inch, she continued sliding her hand down his torso. She moved her hand between his skivvies and skin. Saf circled his cock and stroked him in time with the motions of his fingers within her. Desire pulsed through his body, setting it aflame. She pressed her face against his chest and playfully bit his pectoral as she rode his hand.
* Adrenaline and arousal increased his breathing rate, and a warm buzz raced through him. The pull between them seemed so intense, undeniable, as if they had to be together or perish. He felt like one of the club’s customers addicted to black chip and needing a fix before he went crazy with want. And his drug of choice?
* Safaia. Always and forever Safaia.
* He wanted to eat her up. “I want to taste you. Lick up your juices and have you squirm beneath my face.” Hunter yanked down her jeans and repositioned her until her ass was at the edge of the boulder.
* Sinking to his knees, he placed himself between her legs. Looking forward to tasting her sweetness and feel her softness after facing the harsh realities of his life, he traced a line of gentle kisses along her inner thigh from her knee to her pussy and then fastened his mouth on the sensitive folds between her legs. When he dipped his tongue into her canal, she shifted her butt to allow him better access. He reached up and snaked his rough hands under her shirt, concerned only for a moment whether she enjoyed or loathed the coarse touch of his dry, work-worn skin. She moved the cloth and her bra out of the way.
* Seems she doesn’t mind.
* Pushing away all his thoughts and focusing on her—his carnal treasure—Hunter kneaded her tits while he teased her clit. He loved the taste and scent of her musky flesh and lapped up her essence as he said he would.
* She grasped his head, weaving her fingers in his hair. “Oh, great Universe. This is. This is.” She panted and grappled with his locks as a low, deep moan rolled from her throat. “I think I’m going to come.”
* The first night they’d met, their lovemaking had been hot and fast, more wham bam thank you than let’s linger and relish this. This time, though, he wanted to savor her, make her feel all sorts of naughty pleasure as he took his own.
* Saf bucked and tried to scooch away, but he grabbed her hips and kept her from moving away from him. Unrelenting, he tongue fucked her. She struggled and wriggled, but he continued his assault, plunging his tongue in and out of her, licking up her wetness, and nipping at her clit. Safaia pressed the back of his head and lifted her ass. Spasms racked her body. She cried out his name.
* Bringing her to orgasm thrilled him, but his selfish streak came forward. He wanted to enjoy her and feel his own pleasure, so he rose, stepped back, and removed his jeans.

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Bio for Casey Moss

Casey Moss delves into the darker aspects of life in her writing, sometimes basing the stories on reality, sometimes on myth. No matter the path, her stories will take you on a journey from the light-hearted paranormal to dark things unspeakable. What waits around the corner? Come explore…

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Another quick peek w. Tex #MCRomance #teasers #goodstuff @evernightpub

Here’s another quick tease from Tex’s point of view in Seduced by Him

I am also working on book 3, Enchanted by Him. Here’s a sixth unedited peek into that story…

He could barely make out Inferno exiting the clubhouse with the Skinwalkers. The foursome headed toward the guests’ bikes, and the medic turned and seemed to stare right at Sloth.

He didn’t know how it was possible through the glass’s grime, but the man’s gaze connected with his. Sloth sucked in a thin stream of air. Heat spiked in his crotch, hardening his cock as awareness of Shaman filled every cell of his being. The citrus and sage scent along with the acrid, sulfuric smell engulfed him and almost sent him to his knees.

My mate is a maicoh.

That I am, mi alma, Shaman spoke into Sloth’s mind. And so are you. A sexy, but devilish, half-smile crooked up one side of Shaman’s mouth. But your secret is safe with me … for now. He dipped his chin as if in greeting. Until we meet again, amorcito. He spun on a booted heel and resumed his walk to his bike.

The interaction, if that’s what it could be called, lasted only seconds in reality, but Sloth felt like they’d been connected in the private moment for an eternity. A strong beat of desire, heavy and thick, drummed within him. He should be scared out of his wits. Yet, he was super attracted to the man.

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Another quick peek w. Jarrod #MCRomance #teasers #goodstuff @evernightpub

Here’s another quick tease from Jarrod’s point of view in Seduced by Him

I am also working on book 3, Enchanted by Him. Here’s a fifth unedited peek into that story…

On the heels of the mate scent came another impression, acrid and bitter with a slight sulfur smell. The second aroma sent a flood of adrenaline through Sloth’s body, making all his nerve endings tingle and his stomach flutter. Winter-like cold settled within him. The urge to run and hide almost overwhelmed him.

Boy, am I glad I gave myself an extra dose of scent repellant this morning.

The pungent odor that caught him by surprise meant a maicoh, a witch, was out there. He feared the witch and his mate were one and the same, which didn’t bode well for him, especially since no one knew he happened to be a maicoh, too.

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A quick peek w. Tex #MCRomance #teasers #goodstuff @evernightpub

Here’s a quick tease from Tex’s point of view in Seduced by Him

I am also working on book 3, Enchanted by Him. Here’s a fourth unedited peek into that story…

“Well, here goes nothin’.” Taking a deep breath, he turned from the window and that’s when he noticed it. The scent of citrus and sage, reminiscent of the fragrance his adoptive mother used to wear. And that only meant one thing.

He’s out there. My mate.

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Love & blessings to all! ❤

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A quick peek w. Jarrod #MCRomance #teasers #goodstuff @evernightpub

Here’s a quick tease from Jarrod’s point of view in Seduced by Him

I am also working on book 3, Enchanted by Him. Here’s a third unedited peek into that story…

The tall visitor also wore dark sunglasses, and like his buddies, was decked out in all black from his cowboy hat, to his leather duster, jeans and t-shirt. A scar lined its way from in front of his ear, down his neck and disappeared under the shirt.

The quintessential tough guy.

Desire cut a tingly path straight through Sloth’s core to his crotch. Sloth liked the bad boy type, a guy who seemed rough around the edges and probably wouldn’t take shit from anyone, and the man outside sure looked the part.

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Love & blessings to all! ❤

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