Dear Indie Author....

Dear Indie Author,

We have made a decision to no longer maintain most indie author accounts at BookStrand.com. Therefore, we are deactivating all titles associated with your account and no new uploads will be accepted. Your final distribution payment will be disbursed to you within 30 days and your account will be closed. During this time you will still be able to access your sales report from your account.

BookStrand will focus on its core business by servicing accounts of publishers with clear submission and publishing guidelines that best serve our targeted audience. Our customer base was successfully built on this premise, and it's time to go back to our roots.

While we understand you may be disappointed in losing a distribution outlet for your work, there are still several outlets that currently accept self-published titles. We wish you the best in your endeavors.

Sincerely,

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BookStrand.com

Well here’s the thing Bookstrand, I already deactivated my account so deactivating something that no longer is valid seems like an overkill to me. Added to that you have killed off a lot of good Indie authors who have written many great stories that have nothing to do with sex. Did I mention OVERKILL?

Freedom of speech and equality – you don’t got it. Equality in publishing is not about censorship. But hey, they’re your rules and you don’t have to believe in freedom and equality if you don’t want to.

And going 'back to their roots'? It fascinates me that Bookstrand is the home of one woman getting taken/shagged/fucked by five men – usually shapeshifters/cowboy - stories. This is okay apparently and it’s not obscene regardless of what sexual practice is used against the one woman. Double standards much?

Funny old world ebook publishing.

The Vampire's Bride | BookStrand

The Vampire's Bride BookStrand

'Sextreme' huh? Who'd have thunk it of little ol' me?

The Vampire’s Bride is out today…the blurb…

Josephine McDonough loved a vampire once. But he left her. Now she’s set to marry someone else. Someone who will remain true to her. Alaric, her vampire ex-lover, is not about to allow that to happen. He needs her. He loves her. She is also the key to him getting something he dearly wants - Maverick House – it is his birthright.

Alaric crashes her wedding and takes Josephine back to Maverick House. While she loves Alaric how does she know he will be faithful and not leave her again? When she finds out that he needs her to obtain the house she is furious. Does Alaric love her at all? And then there’s his cousin Richard. Josephine doesn’t love him but she lusts after him. He answers the dark, sexual cravings of her soul.

Does Josephine stay or go? And does she have any say it in at all? Maverick House rules their destiny.

Amarinda Jones
Penn Halligan
www.amarindajones.com
www.amarindajones.blogspot.com
Be daring...read an Amarinda book

New Release by Berengaria Brown....

"Intensity" by Berengaria Brown is released today at Siren BookStrand. This is red hot menage. Ms Brown was kind enough to give in and give me an excerpt. WARNING: This is an adult excerpt from an erotic contemporary menage novella.

The excerpt....

The men sat on the bed and advised Keziah about the clothes she should wear to her new receptionist job.
“Classy,” insisted Amos.
“I need to blend into the background a bit,” said Keziah, pulling out a navy suit and a gray suit.
“They’re boring,” said Wesley, jumping up to look in the closet.
“Not with my blue blouse. And I have a lilac one, too,” Keziah argued.
“What about green or red or bright pink or gold?”
“Not my colors. I need to blend into the background,” she repeated.
“Honey, let us dress you. We want to you to stand out, not blend in.
You’re a beautiful, intelligent person. We want everyone who sees you to know that instantly. Please, let us choose you some new clothes.”
“Absolutely not. This receptionist job is for an hour a day. It’s nothing. And even the other one is only twelve hours a week. It’s insane to spend money on clothes. I should be helping buy food and stuff like that. Pay the light bill and things.”
“The company owns the flat, so they pay all the utilities. And if you’re cooking for us, that’s your share of the food situation,” said Amos.
Both men must have noticed the mulish set to her chin, so Wesley riffled through her closet a little more and pulled out a straw sunhat and a pair of stilettos. Slipping them on, he pranced around the room singing, “The sun’ll come out, tomorrow.”.
Amos fell back on the bed laughing, but Keziah rushed to him saying, “Don’t stretch my shoes with your huge feet!”
Wesley kicked the shoes off, pulled his T-shirt and jeans off, then dropped a sundress over his head. He made no attempt to do it up but settled the straw hat back on his head and began to dance and sing again. He pulled Keziah into his arms and had her waltzing around the room.
Amos hopped off the bed and sorted through her clothes. He found himself a deep pink shirt, which he put on over his T-shirt, bowed, tapped Wesley on the shoulder, and said, “May I have this dance?”
Keziah dropped a necktie around her neck, swiftly tied a half-Windsor knot, then inserted herself into the dancing again.
Ten minutes later, the three of them collapsed laughing and giggling on the bed.
“Hmm, I see a parcel that needs unwrapping,” said Amos, focusing on her necktie.
“And since your shirt is undone, you may as well take it off,” she responded.
Then turning to Wesley, she added, “You shouldn’t wear hats inside,”
and she flipped it off.
Amos continued to undress Keziah as she pulled the shirt off him, and within moments, all three of them had their hands everywhere, peeling off the last few items of clothing.
Wesley lay flat on the bed, his head toward the foot, and pulled Keziah to him. “Suck me,” he asked. “It’s been so long since you’ve done that, and you do it so well.”
“Delighted to,” she replied and kneeled by his cock.
He grabbed her legs and pulled her body onto his in the traditional 69 position, licking her bare mons as she sucked his cock deep into her mouth.
Amos grabbed a condom from the nightstand and rolled it on, then asked, “Room for one more?” and kneeled at Keziah’s feet. Carefully placing a leg on either side of Wesley’s head, he slid into Keziah’s cunt from the rear.



Berengaria Brown
Red hot romance for all tastes - MF, FF, MMF, MMM.
http://berengariasblog.blogspot.com/