Blog Hop Prize Winners!

After coaxing the ornery little kitten Gomez awake, and then convincing him he REALLY wanted to play with the crumpled up pieces of paper in a bowl,  WE HAVE OUR WINNERS!!

  • $10 gift certificate to amazon.com or bn.comLaura H
  • Choice of e-book from my backlist — Julie Witt
  • Choice of e-book from my backlist — Jocelyn Modo
E-book winners (Julie & Jocelyn), please take a look at my website at: http://www.cassidymckay.com and e-mail me with your choice of book at cassidymckay AT gmail DOT com.
Gift certificate winner (Laura H), please e-mail me and let me know if you’d like an amazon.com or barnes & noble.com gift certificate.
You each have one week from today (December 19, 2011) to claim your prize by e-mailing me.  I will also attempt to contact the winners by e-mail.
Congratulations to all of the winners, and thank you for visiting my blog for the blog hop. I hope you’ll come back and have some more fun with me!
~ Cassidy McKay
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New Release! White Hot Christmas: Christmas Stalkings

Woo Hoo!

I got my Christmas present a day early!
My new White Hot Christmas release: Christmas Stalkings is available now at Changeling Press!
I hope you’ll enjoy my little excerpt as much as I enjoyed writing the book. I have to say, I laughed the entire time I was writing it.  Yes, my family thought I was crazy–but then again, they always do!
~ Cassidy
I’m also doing lots of fun things the next two weeks to celebrate the release, I hope you’ll join me for some holiday cheer and a chance to win some fun prizes! 
Details are on my website:   http://www.cassidymckay.com
White Hot Christmas: Christmas Stalkings by Cassidy  McKay
White Hot Christmas: Christmas Stalkings
Cassidy McKay
What’s a Christmas Elf to do when he wants to sex up the North Pole a bit? Make adult toys, of course!

When Henry’s Elven magic goes awry, Santa’s workshop will never be the same.
Excerpt: 
Henry removed his socks, took a quick sniff and shrugged, then hung them on the windowsill. They looked oddly out of place in an apartment that had little to recommend it for the holiday season.
A siren wailed in the distance, quickly blending into the background noise of the city. Tilting his head, the Elf considered the implications of a siren, then ignored it. It’s not really breaking and entering if I didn’t break anything to enter, right?
He rummaged through several of his pockets to bring out a Christmas tree-shaped air freshener, brushed the lint off, and hung it on the window between the stockings with a little suction cup.
With a twinkle of his eye and a gentle twist to his left nipple ring, a bright purple pulse of magic surrounded the items and then faded away. He squinted, looking closer. It couldn’t have been purple. Christmas magic is supposed to be red and green.
He stood back to stare at his makeshift decorations. For a disbarred Elf, he hadn’t done too badly. At least The Claus hadn’t taken away his magic… yet. The hearing wasn’t until after the New Year, anyway.
His last attempt to bring a little joy into people’s lives rushed back as if it were only yesterday. Then he smiled in wry humor — it was only yesterday! But Holy Pointed Elven Ears, what a day…
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Henry really hadn’t meant to cause a ruckus in the Toy Shoppe. He’d just tried to sex up the place a little bit. Everyone seemed to think Christmas Elves were little green androgynous drones with pointy ears, endlessly building toys for good little boys and girls.
Not Henry. Well, he did have the pointy ears, and he did like to build toys. But he really preferred adult toys. He’d brought some of his new inventions to work to present to Mr. and Mrs. Claus and the Approval Committee. Unfortunately, his magic was rather unpredictable at best — and the toys he invented were made with magic.
Foregoing the simple red and green Christmas magic Elves usually used to make toys, he preferred using the rarer, more dangerous purple magic — the kind adult Elves used in secret. However, his attempts at building toys using either type of magic didn’t always make them work the way they were intended to, no matter how good his intentions.
Yesterday’s incident probably fell into the “Worse than disastrous” category. He’d finally been invited to show the Committee his inventions. He was nervous, but he’d put on a good face, even when minor things started going haywire. Things went from bad to worse faster than a reindeer could land on a rooftop.
First, Santa reached into the sack on the table before the Committee and brought out what looked like a toy statue. The tiny female figure it portrayed was buxom, to say the least. The old man’s eyebrows rose and his glasses slipped down his nose when he noticed her black leather corset, short skirt and thigh-high leather boots. Santa’s brows knit together and he glanced at Henry, ignoring the Elf’s frantic scrambling to grab the statue.
“No Santa, don’t push that button, I haven’t fixed it yet…”
Santa pushed the button on the back of the statue.
In the twinkle of an eye and a whirl of purple sparkling magic, the outfit disappeared from the statue, leaving a fully developed, anatomically correct doll, complete with pierced nipples and neatly shaven pubes.
Henry watched as Santa’s mouth dropped open in shock and the old man’s knit brows whipped into a furious frown. “Henry!”
“Santa, I can explain…”
The loud, shared gasp coming from the Committee cut Henry’s explanation short. Santa turned quicker than a wink to see his formerly demure wife now dressed in the wicked outfit that had just been on the doll.
The black leather gear revealed a savagely curved, white-haired, vintage sex goddess worthy of hours of devoted worship. The lethal-looking whip dangling from her hand only added to the spicy image.
Santa’s tenting pants told Henry he noticed, too. More tents arose from the Committee. Could this be a tentative approval?
Mrs. Claus cautiously moved the whip in her hand, watching it writhe with the slightest touch. A naughty smile curved her lips as she gave the whip a swift crack, landing a satisfying snap near Santa. She raised an eyebrow, looking first at Henry, then the doll, and finally at her husband advancing toward her with a telltale twinkle in his eye.
Henry suddenly remembered the other magic he’d installed with the doll. Attitude Plus. Inhibitions zero. “Uhm, Santa? You might want to reconsider…”
“Shut up, Henry,” Mr. and Mrs. Claus said in tandem, their eyes locked on one another.
Mrs. Claus turned toward the door, her deliciously shaped ass outlined in smooth black leather. She walked away in the fuck-me-heeled boots as if born to lead, striding forward with a swinging gait as the leather skirt danced around the top of her dimpled thighs. She turned the lock on the Committee door with a quiet snick.
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ISBN: 978-1-60521-740-6
Formats Available:
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MobiPocket, Microsoft Reader
Publisher: Changeling Press LLC
Adult Sexual Content
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Copyright (c)2011 Cassidy McKay


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Don’t forget!  Changeling Press is having a White Hot Christmas Contest. You can win free books for a year!

http://changelingpress.com/special_event.php



Cassidy McKay 
http://www.cassidymckay.com 

Visual Seduction – Danielle hasn’t felt free to share her exhibitionism fantasy with her lover…until now!
Christmas Stalkings Coming Dec 16th – When Henry’s elven magic goes awry, Santa’s workshop will never be the same.

Six Sentence Sunday – Nov 27, 2011

Today’s Six Sentence Sunday selection is from my upcoming White Hot Christmas story: Christmas Stalkings releasing December 17th at Changeling Press.

The set-up:

Henry is a Christmas elf whose magic doesn’t always work the way it’s supposed to.  When he tries to sex up Santa’s workshop by making some adult toys… well, Santa’s workshop will never be the same.  He’s been banned from the North Pole and is trying to redeem himself by helping a lonely human.  Of course–things don’t quite go the way he intended….

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Henry squinched his face tight in concentration and shoved his pinkie in his ear, grabbed his ass, twirled around to the left twice and crashed into the kitchen table.

“Damn human world, magic never works right here!” He stood up and tried it again, turning the other direction this time, disappearing from view just as the door opened.

“Who’s there? I’m a trained Ninja, I’m armed with an Uzi and I’ve already called the cops!” A woman’s trembling hand reached through and flipped the switch, bathing the apartment in the blinding light of a bare bulb on the ceiling.

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Hope you enjoyed it!

Cassidy

 

You can find more Six Sentence Sunday fun at SixSunday.com

A Walk on the Wild Side!

I’ve done it!

I finally followed a friend’s advice and tried writing something different.  I have always written romances, and they will always be my main focus. But my friend suggested I write a short story for a new publisher, and I decided to throw my hat in and add a new branch to my romance tree: erotica.  The publisher was looking for ‘on the edge’ sexual stories, as wicked, raunchy, deviant, borderline-legal as you could write, and hot enough to burn up the pages.

Now if that isn’t a challenge, I don’t know what is.  I challenged myself a few years ago to write a sweet romance (ie: NO sex) that my then-underage niece could read, as she was always so supportive of my writing.  I loved writing September’s Gold (under my sweet pseudonym Ashlyn Barré).

So I let my imagination walk on the wild side, and a naughty little story came out of the trip.  I held my breath and pushed the SEND button, then distracted myself as best I could.  Much to my surprise, my story was quickly accepted by the new publisher!

Visual Seduction, a short erotica story by Cassidy McKay

Visual Seduction, a short erotica story by Cassidy McKay

So there you have it!  Visual Seduction will be coming out soon with Razor’s Edge Press!

Here’s a quick blurb:

Chris has always careful around Danielle, even during sex. She’s afraid he’ll leave if she tells him how much the thought of someone spying on her during sex turns her on. But when Chris catches her masturbating in her bathroom window–in full view of the people on the street below — he loses every bit of his legendary control, introducing Dani to the dark desires he’s been holding back.

Content warning: Rough sexual play, anal sex, exhibitionism

No, I won’t stop writing romances. In fact, I have to admit that I did sneak some romance into Visual Seduction.  After all, I’m a romance writer.  This story just took all those naughty little things hiding somewhere in the back of my imagination and brought them into the light.

I hope you enjoy it when it comes out, I’ll definitely let you know when the book is released, so you can join me in my walk on the wild side.

~Cassidy

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

Why do the majority of romance novels feature handsome, muscled hunks and thin, beautiful women?  From some people I’ve heard that they want to escape into fantasy…these type of people are the ‘media ideal’ which most people don’t have and fantasize about.

Sinful Temptations by Cassidy McKayDo you fantasize about these types of people?  Or do you want to read romances about ‘real’ people? People who don’t fit the media’s image of perfection?

I have to admit, I love the ‘fantasy’ as much as anyone else.  I like looking at pretty people, but when I daydream about jumping on the nearest hunk-o-the-month, I’m not dreaming about the media ideal of a man.  I’m dreaming about a guy with a little extra ‘real estate’ and some salt and pepper on top.

Does that surprise you?

Outside beauty is so fleeting. It is the beauty inside that makes the person romantic, full of character, and ultimately someone we are compatible with for more than just a one night stand.

In writing, it can be all about the fantasy, or we can pull elements of real life into the equation and weave a more realistic and ultimately more believable story that drags us in kicking and screaming, and doesn’t let us go until it has wrung every ounce of emotion out of us, leaving us satisfied and wanting more.

So what yanks your chain? Is it the fantasy of that which is unattainable and transient? Or is it the reality of someone you could meet on the street or in the grocery store tomorrow, who might sweep you off your feet and give you that ‘happily ever after?’