Tuesday, May 14, 2019

Manifest the Sex Life You Crave : Using the Law of Attraction, Magick Spells, Aromatherapy, Feng Shui, and Hoodoo

Manifest the Sex Life You Crave : Using the Law of Attraction, Magick Spells, Aromatherapy, Feng Shui, and Hoodoo

Serena Synn will help you channel your intent so you can manifest the sex life you desire.


Using the Law of Attraction, magick spells, aromatherapy, Feng Shui, and a little hoodoo Serena will help you manifest the sex life you’ve always fantasized about.


These practices, rituals, and spells can help you have the kinky sex you’ve always dreamed of.




Introduction

Hello, my name is Serena Synn. In addition to being a writer, I’m a natural born witch and a Neo-Pagan Wiccan.

I decided to combine Wicca with my natural witchiness and paganism because Wicca is all about love, light, and positivity.

Too many modern witches think they can use magick to hex, curse and bend other’s will to their own. That’s not what I’m about. I try to keep my magick positive or at least neutral. I will conjure and use hoodoo when it fits my needs, but even then I stay away from negativity and darkness as much as possible.

Bending someone else’s will to your own is the darker side of magick.

This is why real sex spells are few and far between. They are frowned upon because they usually try to interfere with the free will of another human being.

So what you’ll find in this book isn’t about forcing a specific person to fall madly in love or lust with you, these methods will not get that certain guy to hop into bed with you, nor will they create a scenario where your neighbor and her best friend have a threesome with you.

This book is about acknowledging what you really want and need sexually and then asking the universe to give it to you.

This sex magick is the real deal- I’ll help you accept the things you desire, create a space filled with sexual energy, connect with others that have similar desires, and send positive energy into the universe to help your fantasies manifest in reality.

When you google sex magick (or magic) you often end up with a bunch of boring books and materials that go on and on about sacred sex, ancient sexual rituals, using sexual energy to power up your spells, harnessing sexual energy for creativity or other mumbo jumbo along those lines, which is all fine and dandy if you are looking for a power boost for your magick rituals or you want to read about esoteric sex practices.

But the average person who googles sex magick, whether they are a Wiccan, Pagan, Witch, or Mundane, is searching for something a little sexier than ancient rituals and history lessons. Now don’t get me wrong, there is much useful information in these books if you can take the time and sort through the long winded drudgery to find the gems of sexual wisdom that the average lay person can use to improve their sex life. But most people neither have the time nor the patience for that, we want what we want when we want it.

The methods in this book are all about you- putting your desires out there, sending your needs into the universe so the perfect partner, partners, situation, and desire can make their way to you.

The number one ingredient for magick is intent. If you desire it enough, the power is already inside you. You just need to learn how to focus that energy to get what you want. You can make it happen.

I’m going to help you channel your intent so you can manifest what you truly desire.

The methods I give you will focus your intent. Once your desires are focused the spells will zero in on exactly what you want and make your fantasies come true, whether you desire a night of sex that blows your mind, a partner that is everything you dreamed of (again you are not focusing on a specific person, but you are sending the universe a list of traits you think would suit you best), a specific sex act, a fantasy fulfillment, sex featuring a specific fetish, or participation in a threesome, foursome or orgy.

We’re going to combine the Law of Attraction with magick, spells, aromatherapy, Feng Shui, and a little hoodoo to create the sex life you want.

These practices, rituals, and spells can help you have the kinky sex you’ve always fantasized about.

#manifestthesexlifeyoucrave #sexspells #sexmagic #sexmagick #sexyhoodoo #sexyfengshui #sexualaromatherapy #LawofAttraction #LOAsex


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Thursday, March 28, 2019

Trudy Hicks Ghost Hunter Case One -The Deceit



Trudy Hicks Ghost Hunter
Case One -The Deceit
Trudy Hicks Ghost Hunter


Book One
Lori Zaremba

Genre: Paranormal Mystery

Publisher: Limitless Publishing

Date of Publication: 2/12/2019

Number of pages: 337
Word Count: 78500

Tagline: Some secrets are meant to stay buried.

Book Description

My job? I hunt ghosts. Not to prove they exist—because I already know they do—but to figure out why they’re still here.

My first big case leads me to a mansion on the Chicago Gold Coast, the previous home of a wealthy socialite who lived there until she accidentally fell to her death in 1927.

I’ve never been this determined—and excited—to solve a case like this one before. Pity I’m forced to work alongside a man whose sole purpose is to debunk paranormal activity. But the worst part? He’s gorgeous, and the more we work together, the more I realize I might be falling for him.

Together we’re delving deeper and deeper into the spiritual world. But the more secrets we uncover, the more pissed off these ghosts become; and that’s when I start to realize…we might be in way over our heads.



Excerpt:

Looking once again across the table at Jason, she noticed he was listening to his two-way radio.
“I’ll go check it out,” Trudy heard him say as he excused himself.
“Is everything all right?” Paul started to rise from the dinner table.
“Everything is fine. Sit and relax. I have to go and check one of the cameras.” Jason slipped from the room.
Trudy caught up to him at the base of the stairs. “What’s going on?”
He looked at her warily. “One of the cameras on the third floor caught the door of your room slamming shut.”
“Oh, I left it open for the dog when I came down to dinner.”
“Jasmine?” He raised a questioning brow as he referred to the golden retriever who was sound asleep under the dining table.
“No.” She bit her lip and tried not to laugh at his puzzled expression. “I left it open for the other dog that was whining and scratching at my door.”
“Oh, I see, the imaginary one,” he quipped, climbing the stairs two at a time. Trudy was almost at a sprint to keep up, careful not to slip in her high heels. They finally reached the third floor. The air was so thick that Trudy could barely move her legs and felt the hair on the back of her neck rising in warning.
“Shhh. Did you hear that?” A door slammed from inside her room.
“What the hell was that?” Jason said as he reached for the door, looking down at her.
“It’s probably just a little mouse,” she said, causing him to frown down at her before slowly turning the knob.
They entered the room as quietly as possible, and a blast of frigid air struck them. Jason reached over to flip the switch for the light. Everything was normal. They quickly searched the room for any signs of a disturbance. The room was just as she left it, and the door to the bathroom was open as before. She couldn’t figure out what made the slamming noise that they heard.
“Uh, were you typing an email earlier?” Jason asked, looking at her laptop.
“Oh, yeah, to my mom. I forgot.”
“You better take a look at this.”
Trudy looked at the screen and saw her email was
still up. She had written, “Hi, Mom. We’re at the house. All is well. Please...” That was where she stopped when she’d been interrupted by a phone call, and that was where it looked like the email went wild with,
 “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGGGGGG
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.”
The two letters repeated the whole way down the page. “How is that possible?” she questioned.
“Maybe your keys are stuck.” He bent down to get a better look at the keys then tapped them to see if they were sticking.
“Please, there’s nothing wrong with the keys. Someone was playing.”
“Who?”
She rolled her eyes. “I’m not talking about a human.”
“You think a ghost did this?” Humor danced around his mouth as he tried to keep from smiling.
“Well, it certainly could be a possibility, and it is the reason we’re here.”
“Not we, you. I’m here to look at things rationally.”
“Rationally...really?” She was irritated, folding her arms over her chest and glaring at him. “What was rational about the events that led us into this room? And for the love of God, what was rational about what happened to you in the basement?”
Jason sat on the bed, elbows on his knees, and looked down at the floor. “I don’t know, but I plan to find out.”
She looked at him for a moment and could almost feel his confusion. He was a bit lost in all this chaos. She sat beside him and mimicked his pose. Trudy elbowed him on the arm, and the simple touch sent a thrill racing through her body. “I guess we have our work cut out for us.”

His gaze settled on her half-smile. “At least it won’t be boring.”
Her heart did a somersault. “Yeah, I don’t do well with boring.”
Feeling brazen, she leaned over and planted a quick kiss on his mouth. His eyes widened in surprise, and Trudy jumped up, grinning from ear to ear.
“Let’s go, Mr. Young. They’re probably wondering what’s happened to us.” She was halfway out the door.
Jason grabbed her hand before she could reach the hall and spun her around. His lips claimed hers before she could grasp what was happening. Trudy felt his hand on the small of her back molding her to him, while his other hand gently held her head. She felt a thrill like never before, and just as her knees started to give out, he released her.
“Better hurry, Gertrude. Wouldn’t want anyone to think you were trying to take advantage of me in this here grand bedroom.” He smiled into her eyes, and once again she was lost. She shook her head to clear it and get some control of her senses.
“We better go, or I’ll be taking advantage of you.” She laughed, and he did too. She loved the sound of it. She glanced over her shoulder. “I hope that damned camera of yours was turned off.”
As they headed out the door, Jason walking just behind her, he grimaced when he saw the red light on the camera on and grunted, “Oh, shit.”


About the Author:


Lori Zaremba is a full-time Internet Sales Manager and writes Web Content as well as providing Copy Editing for businesses in the Greater Pittsburgh Area. Lori has published short ghost stories on Your Ghost Stories, as the Haunted_Cleaner and on her website lorizaremba.com

On her website, lorizaremba.com, Zaremba refers to herself as the ghost magnet and briefly describes her encounters with departing spirits.

Lori began writing her fiction story as a creative offering of why a ghost would haunt.  Before long the story became a novel Case One: The Deceit in the Trudy Hicks Ghost Hunter series.

Lori currently lives in the suburbs of Pittsburgh with her husband Wayne and two fur babies Jaxson and Stewie.




Friday, March 15, 2019

Heart of the Storm by Debbie Peterson #PNR #Fantasy




Heart of the Storm
Debbie Peterson

Genre: Paranormal/Fantasy Romance


Publisher:  The Wild Rose Press

Date of Publication: February 27, 2019

Print ISBN: 978-1-5092-2473-9 
Digital ISBN: 978-1-5092-2474-6
ASIN: B07MBVKQ3K

Number of pages: 277
Word Count: 96478

Cover Artist:  Debbie Taylor

Tagline: Love is the perfect storm…

Book Description:

DEA agent Aliyana Montijo must stop a drug lord's killing orders and find a government mole. With a contract on her head, she trusts no one. While heading back to Florida with evidence, lightning strikes her plane. As it careens into the ocean, she thinks she sees a pirate ship. What she finds is a dashing and most unlikely ally.

Four centuries ago, Wolfaert Dircksen Van Ness captained a vessel for the Dutch West Indies Company. Then an unearthly storm in the Bermuda Triangle blew him into a parallel dimension. After rescuing Aliyana from a similar tempest, he finds himself drawn to the courageous beauty and wants to aid her mission.

In the midst of danger, the two find themselves falling in love. Then a misunderstanding tears them apart, perhaps forever…


Excerpt:

About a half an hour before sunset, the unease she had carried for the past several hours turned into a sudden feeling of dread. Panic overtook all rational thought and settled into her soul. Something terrible had happened. She raced toward her supplies and grabbed her backpack. Her fingers shook as she unzipped the bag and yanked out her phone. She called Greg’s number several times over before it dawned on her that he had already boarded a plane headed for Colombia. She wouldn’t be able to contact him until the morning.
Despite all attempts to banish it, the dread grew stronger with each passing hour. A growing notion that Wolf and his crew never left the sub took firm hold. The conscientious men of the Wieven could very well have remained behind to ensure that all went according to plan. The thought of such an occurrence made her sick to her stomach. What if they could die as she had always feared? What if they died in that sub along with Mercado’s men? She couldn’t sleep, and she couldn’t eat. All throughout the long hours of the night, she restlessly paced along the shore, waiting, hoping, and praying.

By the time the gloomy morning arrived, what little hope she’d carried throughout the long night dissipated. Somewhere in her heart, she finally accepted that her beloved captain wouldn’t be coming for her. Not now. Not ever again. 



About the Author:

Debbie is an author of paranormal and fantasy romance. She has-and always has had-a soft spot for fairy tales, the joy of falling in love, making an impossible love possible, and happily ever after endings. She loves music, art, beautiful sunrises, sunsets, and thunder storms.

When she's not busy conjuring her latest novel, She spends time with the members of her very large and nutty family in the lovely, arid deserts of southern Nevada. She also pursues her interests in family history (which she also teaches), mythology, and history.




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Monday, March 11, 2019

Blood Lust by L.M. Mountford #PNR #paranormalromance #eroticparanormalromance


Blood Lust

Thirst Series

Book One
L.M. Mountford

Genre: PNR

Date of Publication: 24 March 2018

ISBN: 9780463624593
ASIN: B07BPH233T

Number of pages: 45
Word Count: 12,000

Cover Artist: The Author

Tagline: The Thirst always wins…

Book Description:

Sooner or later, the thirst always wins…

After a thousand years, Lucian had given up any interest in the world. His only concern that night was finding his next drink, preferably from a flavoursome twenty-something with loose morals and no expectations. Then he saw her…

Kate is just a girl from the country, who came to the city with her brother to find a life away from their parents’ car crash. That is until the police came knocking on her door one morning and ripped her new life apart. Now she has nothing and no one, with only one on her mind. Revenge.

When these worlds collide, and the things that go bump in the night come calling, can these two mend the rifts in each other and give them what they need?


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Excerpt:

It was time.
The last light of dusk was slipping into inky black and high overhead, through the canopy of clouds and pollution, the heavens have come alive with all the magnificence of the celestial sphere. Thousands of sights no human eye could ever see.
The hour of the wolf, the time of the vampire, had come. The time to hunt, to feed...
I inhaled the backstreet in a breath and a shiver slithered down my spine at the heavy perfume of things that didn’t bare contemplating. Needless to say, it was rank. Human cities often carried a certain pungency about them, so much waste and body odour, pressed together in such tight quarters, left its mark. They had gotten use to the stink and given enough time, even a vampire could adjust. But that place…
Its particular ripeness was absolutely foul.
I pressed on regardless. Lured by that single overpowering aroma that clung to this place. Beneath the stink of shit. Blood. It lead me like a carrot dangling in front of a donkey, teasing my fangs, my mouth watering.
Sooner or later, the thirst always won.         
And I’d left it too long.
The way was dark but up above and all around, the city burned bright. False light. Humanity’s instinctive terror of the dark and all that lurked within, cloaked by darkness, had driven them to harness the power of the sun and turn night into day. Edison’s great folly. The old man had sought to create a warm light for all mankind, warmth and safety for every home. Instead, his invention had made them arrogant. Naive.
Man had grown careless, wrapped in their protective cocoon. So they’d forgotten the perils of the night, the hunters in the shadows and all the things that fed on them when the sun went down.
And had allowed darkness to creep back into their world.
I paused mid-stride. The trail swung off the beaten path and down the mouth of an alley a few meters ahead and i felt the instinctive thrill. I was getting close.
Men. Four of them. All in leather and denim. Huddled so close together that to any passers-by, they looked just like any other a bunch of dudes out smoking, drinking, and whiling away a night on the town. But the smell was on them. Blood and fear. It was old, maybe weeks dry, but they were rank with it. And their eyes were all fixed on the mouth of the alley, waiting.
They’d do. A small smirk tugged irresistibly at the corner of my mouth. It would be so easy.
Though they gave no outward sign of noticing me, their hearts quickened as I walked into the open, the palpitations pulsing through their clothes. Then they all turned and the biggest of the group, a brute of a man with a face like a bulldog and a spider web tattoo etched across his shaved pate, stepped forward. “Hey man!”
Spinning round, I did my best to look surprised as he pushed himself forward and walked towards me. The others fell into step, spreading to his left and right. “H-hi, can I help you?” I said, my voice shaky.
“Yhea,” Spider Web’s stride quickened, moving in for the kill. “Gotta light?” His hand was in his jean’s pocket. No doubt a ploy to make me think he was reaching for his cigarettes. Idiot. He had something there. Its outline was clearly defined against the denim, but it was too long and thin to be anything like a carton of smokes. A flick knife probably. Knife crimes had been on the rise over the last couple of years. Easier to conceal than a firearm, with a considerably lower criminal sentence for carrying one if caught.
They were out of the alley and encircling me, closing in. I pivoted right then left, making a show of trying to watch them all at once, of being afraid to have my back to even one of them. “E-excuse me?”

Just a few steps closer.

About the Author:

A self-confessed tiger fanatic, L.M. Mountford was born and raised in England, first in the town of Bridgwater, Somerset, before later moving to the city of Gloucester where he currently resides. A fully qualified and experienced scuba diver, he has travelled across Europe and Africa diving wrecks and seeing the wonders of the world.

He started writing when he was 14. Under the pseudonym Dark Inferno, he has written more than thirty fan fiction stories. When he was 21, he started publishing independently through KDP and Smashwords, continuing Erotica, before switching to dark and contemporary romance.

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Thursday, February 7, 2019

Looking for an Author PA, kinda. 

Really someone just to handle social media, make graphics, post about my books... so that would be more of a social media manager than a PA I guess.

So if you have author social media or author personal assistant skills please send:

your resume or list of authors you have worked with, including links

graphic samples

your rates

Send to: serenasynn76@gmail.com

Wednesday, January 30, 2019

Searching for a Tumblr Replacement

Thanks to Tumblr no longer allowing adult content I won't be posting there anymore.

You can find my naughty posts here on blogger until the sex police come and shut us down here, too.

I don't use Facebook or Twitter much anymore but you can find me on MeWe occasionally.

I'm not going to use social media outlet that censors adult content very often.

I also deleted Fetlife, simply because it wasn't my thing. I didn't find enough like mined people there.

If you know of any FREE adult friendly sites please list them in the comments. I would love to be able to interact with like minded naughty people.


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Saturday, January 19, 2019

The Cuckquean Wife’s Valentine Surprise by Serena Synn

The Cuckquean Wife’s Valentine Surprise 
by Serena Synn

Book Description:

Dominant Talia stumbles across submissive Cinnamon one day while walking into a coffee shop.

Turns out the little sub was in need of a firm hand. Talia was more than happy to help her out, as long as Cinn didn’t mind catering to Talia’s fetish. Talia is a cuckquean and uses her subs as cuckcakes, toys to let her husband have sex with in front of her.

Cinn was more than willing to be a sweet cuckcake Valentine’s Day present for Talia’s husband, Marc.

Contains explicit sexual scenes featuring cuckholding, cuckquean, cuckcake, light BDSM, f/f, and f/f/m

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