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Showing posts with label J A Essen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label J A Essen. Show all posts

Saturday, 11 June 2016

Release Blitz For J A Essen's Saving Robor

Title: Saving Robor (Changes on the Horizon, # 2) Author: J.A. Essen Genre: Erotic Fantasy Adventure Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR

Blurb: Faudron and former Princess of Robor, Edana, have moved on and are living their ‘happily ever after’ out by the sea, which has always been her dream.
Taranis has returned to Robor, where Breacca is waiting for him. Their scorching-hot, erotic passion explodes as they begin their lives together.

Joint life between the Elves of Robor and the Humans of Dun Felmar is good… or at least, it was.
There have recently been some issues arise from a portion of the Elven population, disgusted by the blending of the races. Tensions begin to rise over the years and the fuse on the powder keg is lit.
A new hero and heroine: The adventure continues with the next generation! Panty melting sex, feel-good humor, and possibly a few tears, meld together into the exciting conclusion to these six characters story’s.
I’m 35 and live in Texas where I run a restaurant 5 days a week. I have been married to my amazing wife for going on 12 years and have two great little boys who keep us on our toes.
Why did I decide to start writing? Because my wife was. She has 8 books out now, another releases in a month, and there are 3 more projects she has in the wings. Figured if you can't beat 'em, join 'em.
I have been an avid World of Warcraft player for 10+ years and so that had a lot to do with me deciding to write Perilous Love and its follow-up, Saving Robor. They are both Erotic Fantasy Adventures. I love immersing myself in the gameplay (sometimes a bit too much), and those characters inspired my idea when writing this novel.
I like bouncing back and forth between different genres, both reading and writing, and have a couple more projects planned that will take me in some different directions. Keep an eye out… you never know what you’re going to get from me next!
Buy Links: #FREE with #KindleUnlimited Perilous Love: http://amzn.to/1syPWk3 Saving Robor: http://amzn.to/1WIxF0j
And this morning, I specifically chose this dress on the off chance that we would have breakfast together. When I saw him pass in front of the dining area, I shamelessly hiked the skirt up and propped myself against the wall, guaranteeing he would get an eyeful when he came in. His long, burgundy hair was pulled back into a tight bun behind his head and those bright, emerald green eyes shone from across the room when he did. I could see the veins on his forearms as he flexed his hands, trying to figure out what to say or do. I know it was wrong to finally look at him when he grabbed his crotch to adjust himself, but I couldn’t help myself.
My eyes are closed, and my mind is wandering. It finally dawns on me that I have completely stopped brushing my hair and that my right hand is in between my pressed thighs.
Rather than stopping, I open my eyes, and they are dark pools of wanting. I shift the bench slightly and pull my legs up onto it, letting the skirt fall up to my midsection. Holy fuck! My lips are glistening they’re so wet already. I glide my hand back down and begin to let my fingers slide up and down, each graze over my clit sending a shiver through my body. Circling the tips around and around, I work myself up to a frenzy then slowly dip one digit in, watching the girl in the mirror, watching me back.
Before long, one finger turns into two and I’m leaning further back onto the bench, propping myself up on my other arm. Hooking my fingers, I drag them along the spongy softness, back and forth, hitting that ultra-sensitive spot with each retraction. I find that the inner, first knuckles from my palm line up perfectly with my clit as I finger my soaked pussy, and I start gyrating them on myself. The stimulation from both inside and outside is mind-blowing.
I don’t have the strength any longer to hold myself up, so I lay flat back on the bench. My nipples are pebbled and tight, poking through the material of the dress. I grab my breast roughly with my free hand and pull back, clamping down on the nipple. Shit, I’ve never been so worked up in my life.
I imagine Ainion kissing those soft lips of his all over my body. Running my fingers through his hair as he drags his gorgeous, stubbled face back and forth across my thighs. Finally settling in between my legs and glancing up over my pussy with those brilliant, emerald green eyes.
Dragging my arm through the strap of the dress, I press the material down and out of the way, grabbing my freed breast again. Now with skin to skin contact, the ante is upped, and the feelings are coursing through my body border on painful. My other hand is circling furiously on my clit as I pull on the tight little tip of my breast. Looking down my body, I see that girl in the mirror again, her hand frantically rubbing, looking for… OH. MY. GOD!!!
“Oh, FUCK!” I scream into my arm. My hand refuses to quit circling my swollen clit as the orgasm explodes from my belly and radiates outward. Up my spine, down my legs, across my fingertips. The feeling is everywhere. All at once.
After what seems like an eternity, I sit myself upright and stare at the flabbergasted, yet completely sated girl staring me down in the mirror.
“Yeah, I know. Me too.” I smirk at myself. So THAT is what all the fuss is about.
It takes several more minutes before I talk myself into getting up and leave the girl in the mirror behind. I walk over to the tub. The water is cool but feels fantastic as I lower my body in slowly.
What is it about THIS boy? I’ve been approached by plenty, but no one has turned me on my head like he has. And this quickly!

Wednesday, 27 April 2016

Release Blitz For J A Essen's Perilois Love

Title: Perilous Love
Author: J.A. Essen
Genre: Fantasy Romance
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR
Blurb: Edana is an Elven Druid princess whose world was sent spiraling out of control three years ago, shortly after her Awakening. She has spent her days since, training and biding her time, waiting to exact her revenge on those responsible. That time is now.
Faudron, our hero, has been contracted by the Kingdom of Dun Felmar, to track down and destroy the threat in the Forsaken Woods that is slowly killing off the Royal Guard. Another adventure and another payday. The only difference this time, is a set of mysterious circumstances that lead him to believe dark magic may be at play.
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time isn’t always such a bad thing.
When Edana and Faudron’s worlds collide, they’re sent down a path filled with deceit and betrayal, putting them both on the run from the Druids and humans. Could their magical attraction to one another be preordained? Where do they run with both on their tails? Is their forbidden love hopeless, or will the past change everything?
I have been married for eleven years and have two, very rambunctious little boys, ages five and seven. I am a full time restaurant manager and now, part-time Indie author. I enjoyed writing short stories and poems when I was in middle school, and won a few contests with my poetry, one of which was a published Christmas poem. I enjoy reading everything from fantasy, to bio-tech sci-fi, to romance. I have already released a dark erotic read, Blinded by the Darkness, and while it was a good jumping-off point for my debut as an author, I now know that I have found my niche in FANTASY.  
Author Links:
TWITTER: @AuthorJAEssen
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I’m ready to return to Edana and as such, I begin to dress in anticipation of seeing where all of this will lead. My new attire fits perfectly. I place the old, which has been cleaned, and the new, extra set, into my bag, and tie it closed. My sword is lashed to my waist, and bow and quiver stored where they belong. Grabbing the bag, I make my way out of the room and down the corridors leading out to the stables.
Valiant is a sight to behold. His coat is gleaming, and the fresh, brown saddle looks welcoming indeed. Stowingmy gear, I unlash him from the tie-up post, and we walk out into the bright morning sun. “Ready my friend? We have a long travel ahead of us and more adventures to be had.” I say this intentionally louder than I need to in case any prying ears are listening.
Flinging my leg over, and giving him a loving pop on the neck, we are off. Outside the front gate, we head east and ride for most of the morning. Rolling hills and sparse pockets of trees fly by as we push hard. At midday, I turn us northwesterly so that we are now heading back towards the Mountains of Dubh and the cave where Edana is recovering. IF we were being followed, we should’ve convinced them by now that we have no reason to stay in this kingdom.
This has put us considerably out of the way, but Valiant is showing no signs of fatigue, so we continue to push on at break-speed. Midafternoon brings us to within eyesight of the edge of the gloomy forest and the waterfall cascading down in the background.
Why does Edana have such a hold on my thoughts? I have seen, and had, plenty of beautiful women in my limited days. They were all just physical pursuits, though. There’s never been anything more to it; no desire for there TO be either. So why is it that I find myself so drawn to her? The feeling is deeper than carnal desire; NEED to be with her rather than a WANT. A feeling of totality.
We pull up alongside the black, granite mountains and follow them to the bend where the cave is hidden. Hopping off of my trusty steed’s back, I remove my things and leave him to walk as he pleases. I never have to worry about him leaving. Our kindred relationship is symbiotic.
Rounding into the mouth of the cave, I drop everything, including my jaw. Edana is lying across the blanket, her stunning body naked and uncovered. I stand there in complete awe and leisurely rake my eyes from top to bottom and back again. Her nipples are taught and peaked from the cool breeze, and the way her breasts rise and fall with her steady, sleeping breaths is hypnotic. The fingers of her hands are intertwined and resting just below her stomach. There is a small spattering of hair visible from the junction just above her crossed legs.
I’m instantaneously aroused, and that feeling of NEED has returned even more so; almost as if part of me is lying there, needing to be reattached to be whole again. She must have sensed me because I’m unable to move, so there is no way I disturbed her. Stretching her arms down her body, she forces her breasts together, and they peakmagnificently. She rolls my direction, “Good afternoon?” She questions, obviously unsure of how much time has passed.
I cut my eyes away finally out of respect.
“I’m not ashamed of my body. Do you see me scurrying to hide anything from you?”
“No, but…”
“Then look upon me. I like the primal look in your eyes I saw when I woke just now; the lusty NEED in them.”
She stands completely and walks toward me. Moving the long tendrils of hair back over her ears, the magical air about her returns. She’s much shorter than I, her head only just reaching my chest. She looks up at me and raises her hand to my right cheek, running the backs of her slender fingers over my jawline, under my chin, and then turning her hand over, up my left cheek and into my wavy, chestnut locks.
“Kiss me,” she requests in an almost whisper.
Gently, I take her face in my hands and tilt her head backward. Leaning forward, I run my nose up her cheek and breathe her in deeply; her smooth skin smelling sweet and earthy. Brushing across her lips with my thumb, I can feel the cool intake of air as she parts her lips minimally from the touch. Sliding my lips sideways over hers, I use the tip of my tongue to tease her. Grabbing her bottom lip between my teeth, I pull lightly before letting go. Turning my head, I place my lips against hers again and use my tongue to open her willing mouth, giving me access to let our tongues explore one another. She’s aggressive and begins to suck on my tongue, pulling it firmly into her mouth, sending a warm flush across my skin from shock and desire.