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Fantastic Review for Savage Wolf!
Apr 29, 2011 
Filed under: BDSM, paranormal, review, shapeshifter, werewolf
I received a fantastic 4 Cherry review from Xeranthemum at Whipped Cream. I was especially thrilled to see that she liked both Wolf and Natalie and saw them just the way I envisioned them. It’s uch a great feeling to know your characters clicked with someone.
“Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf is a hot and entertaining read. It’s a short story condensed with the elements romance readers look for when they need that short shot of woo-hoo on the wild side. The best part is that I had a fun time reading this story. Wolf and Natalie are so good together and even their happily ever after fit them to a tee. How can you beat that?”
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How to Seduce a Werewolf Cop…..
Apr 25, 2011 Filed under: BDSM, paranormal, recipes, shapeshifter, werewolf 
Tags: Changeling Press, cop fantasy, erotic romance, erotica, handcuffs, paranormal romance, shapeshifter, steak diane, werewolf
Make Steak Diane. Bake some potatoes. Load them up with butter, sour cream, bacon and cheese. Then come to dinner wearing nothing al all.
Officer Wolf: Silvia’s onto something here. I would definitely go for that. Manly food. Nakedness. Dirty sex for dessert. I’m all for it.
Get better acquainted with Officer Wolf in Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf by Silvia Violet
Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf Available Now!
Mar 31, 2011 Filed under: BDSM, book release, erotica, paranormal, werewolf Tags: BDSM, Changeling Press, cop fantasy, erotic romance, handcuffs, men in uniform, paranormal, paranormal romance, shapeshifter, spanking, werewolf
Woohoo! Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf is available now at Changeling Press!
I’m Wolf, Officer Aidan “Wolf” Savage. I’m a werewolf. But unlike most of my kind these days, I’m one of the good guys even if I do scare the hell out of most people the first time they meet me. When a white-tailed deer shifter comes leaping into my life, she makes my body hotter than an erupting volcano. She’s on the run, and she doesn’t want my help. But I’m not about to let her get herself killed, and I’ll use any means necessary to keep her safe.
Coming Soon! Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf
Mar 28, 2011 Filed under: BDSM, book release, excerpts, paranormal, werewolf Tags: BDSM, Changeling Press, cop fantasy, erotic romance, handcuffs, paranormal romance, shapeshifter, spanking, werewolf
Later this week, Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf will be released. Isn’t the cover simply luscious? I’m so excited about being part of this fantastic series. Here’s a little taste of what my story has to offer…..
Protect and Serve: Savage Wolf by Silvia Violet
I’m Wolf, Officer Aidan “Wolf” Savage. I’m a werewolf. But unlike most of my kind these days, I’m one of the good guys even if I do scare the hell out of most people the first time they meet me.
I’m a damned good cop. If I’m tracking a criminal, he doesn’t stand a chance of getting away. I love the chase, the take-down, the chance to be scary-as-hell, but there’s one thing I hate about this job: stakeouts.
That’s what tonight is all about, sitting in a hot, muggy car, eating doughnuts and watching the woods for signs of life. Man what I wouldn’t give for a beer right now. And a warm house and a warm woman. Ok, that train of thought isn’t doing a damn thing for me. Because my partner and I are stuck right here until we see something, or the sun comes up.
Jacobson, my partner, crushes his paper coffee cup and tosses it in the bag that serves as a trashcan. “I so don’t want to do this shit tonight.”
I don’t think his comment deserves a response so I take a sip of my own coffee, which is damn near empty too.
Jacobson stares hard at the fence outside his window. “Do you actually think we’re going to see anything? Anyone could have dumped those bodies by the park. Why would they come back now?”
We’re parked along the outer perimeter of City Park. In it’s heyday it was a place for city residents to relax, have a picnic, get some exercise, and remember what trees actually looked like. When the economy went south, the city stopped maintaining it. Now it’s an overgrown eyesore used primarily by the homeless, drug addicts, and kids looking for a thrill.
The department is constantly getting complaints about the vermin that thrive in the undergrowth, both animal and human. But recently, the volume of calls about trouble in the park has increased, and two teenagers were found dead at the park’s northern gates last night. They’d been shot, execution style.
I take another sip of coffee before responding to Jacob’s questions. “We’ve had too many complaints and none from the usual suspects. Something’s up.”
“Gang initiation?” Jacobson suggests.
I shake my head. “I don’t think so.”
His eyes narrow. “You smell something, don’t you?”
I nod. Under the smells of sex, beer, and greasy food, there’s an odd chemical odor. I can’t place it, but I’m certain it doesn’t belong in the park. It hadn’t been there a few months ago when I’d pulled the short straw and been sent to run off a bunch of kids who’d come out here to party.
Before I can describe the smell to Jacob, I hear distant footsteps pounding the pavement. “Someone’s running this way. Someone fast.”
Jacob nods. I doubt he can hear a thing, but he’s learned to trust my non-human ears without question. A few seconds later, a woman comes into view. She’s wearing a sundress and a pair of high-heeled sandals so I doubt she’s running for her health. Not that any sane woman would be at night in this part of town.
She has straight, reddish-brown hair that swings past her waist. Her heavy, round breasts are barely contained by her dress. Long shapely legs reach out for the ground making my cock sit up and say hello. Her strides are so long she’s practically leaping.
She’s moving faster than any human should be in shoes like that. The wolf inside me begs me to chase her for the sheer thrill of apprehending such a hot piece of flesh. But my cop instincts tell me this woman is our key to what’s actually going on in the park.
Jacobson reaches for the door handle, but I lay a hand on his arm, stopping him. “Not yet.”
“She’s not out for an evening jog, Wolf. Someone’s chasing her.”
“Exactly. And we need to know who and why.”
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Vampire Week – Silvia Violet
Mar 25, 2011 Filed under: BDSM, book recommendation, erotica, paranormal, vampire, Vampire Week
If You Like Alphas, Try A Vampire by Silvia Violet
When I was younger I was extremely squeamish. I could easily work up a swoon worthy of a Victorian lady when confronted with a vampire’s elixir of life. I would tell any nurse or doctor who was about to stick me with a needle that I needed to lie down first lest I faint. With this aversion to blood, I’d always assumed reading about vampires would bring all my squeamishness to the surface. I was so wrong.
In a weak moment, I let my husband convince me to watch Bram Stoker’s Dracula (the version starring Gary Oldman). Knowing my reading choices and my darker fantasies, he swore I’d find vampires all too sexy. Hw was right (and I don’t say that often). Rather than being squicked by Dracula, I was aroused. Next we watched Interview with the Vampire and yep, you guessed it – not icky, just oh so hot. My interest in vampires took off from there and soon I was convinced that vampires were sexy as sin.
So what makes vampires so hot that a woman who disliked seeing blood could get off on watching them feed? They fuel all my domination fantasies. They are stronger, faster, and more dangerous than a human man. They can seduce you, overpower you, even make you offer your blood – the ultimate surrender. Then there’s the thrill of the chase. They’ll hunt you down, capture you, and take what they want. Add to that the kick of adrenaline from fear. How much blood will they take? Do they have a good side, or are they only thoroughly wicked? Oooh, it’s enough to make a girl with Alpha male fantasies squeal.
Having found so many reasons to lust after vampires, I went on a quest for vampire romances. I read several with angsty vampires who wished they could be human again. These were not the sexy, take charge, bad boys I wanted. Then I discovered Angela Knight’s vampires. I drank down her stories from Red Sage’s Secrets anthologies, the heroes in “Blood and Kisses”, and “Candidate for the Kiss” thoroughly fulfilled my need for sexy vampires.
And the hottest vampires I encountered? Julian, Dominic, and Andre from Angela Knight’s “The Bloodslave”. This story remains a favorite that I re-read frequently. A hot alpha vampire in space, what could be better? How about three of them at once, and did I mention they like to use restraints? This story is currently out of print but it will eventually be available again from Berkley Heat.
These stories furthered my obsession with vampires and inspired my own alpha male characters be they vampires, werewolves, simply strong-willed humans.
My newest release features two alpha vampires, Niall and Ethan. They serve the vampire consulate as Protectors, assassins who eliminate threats to both vampires and the humans they feed own.
Here’ a sexy excerpt:
Blurb:
Vivian used the power of the written word to free Niall from an evil wizard and discovered a world of vampires, magic, and incredible sex she thought existed only in her fantasies. Now the wizard’s power is growing and Vivian and Niall must work with the Vampire Consulate to destroy him before he unleashes his power on humans and non-humans alike.
As danger intensifies, Vivian and Niall’s connection strengthens until there is no doubt she is his Companion. Their desire for one another rages out of control, but will fear of what the future holds keep them from sealing their bond?
X-rated Excerpt
Niall’s mind was a riot of emotion: fear, resentment, and overriding it all, hot, stabbing need. He’d spent months trapped, unable to do anything but wait for someone to answer his call. Then Vivian had saved him, and he’d paid her back by irrevocably altering her life.
He wanted to rip something or somebody apart. But if he could lose himself in Vivian, he might be able to forget how badly he’d screwed this mission up, at least for a few minutes.
She held out her hand and walked backward toward the bedroom door. He followed, fighting the urge to drag her to the floor and take her right there. He could wait until they got to the bed. Maybe. But she was damn beautiful with her dark curls tousled from sleep and her hazel eyes burning with passion.
His control broke as they entered the bedroom. He lifted her and tossed her on the bed, crawling on top of her and pinning her arms above her head. His hands closed around her wrists.
Her eyes were wide, lust tinged with fear filled the air. He breathed it in. “I have no restraint right now. This is going to be hard, rough, and fast. Are you ready?”
She nodded even as her fear spiked. “Dear God, yes.”
He drove deep. She screamed. He fought for control, stabbing his lip with his fangs to distract himself. Did I hurt you?
Her thoughts were a wild mix of need and fear, and they were delicious. Yes. Sore. Don’t Care. Like it.
The last hold on his control broke with her hot confession. He pulled back and shoved in, sinking in her to the balls. Her legs locked around his back.
He fucked her mercilessly, needing to claim her, devour her. He’d used her hard all night, but he couldn’t get enough. He didn’t think he’d ever slake his hunger for her. Every story about the Companion bond described the insatiable hunger that consumed the vampire and his Companion and gave them the stamina to fuck for days on end.
He shifted his position so he could lick and suck at her breasts. When he bit down on one of her nipples, Vivian’s nails dug into his back. He snarled and sucked harder. She bucked against him.
I’m going to make you scream for me.
Please!
He sank his fangs into her breast.
Learn how Niall and Vivian met in Stranger Than Fiction
Shifter’s Station Collection 25% off at ARe!
Mar 15, 2011 Filed under: BDSM, excerpts, Sale, sci fi, werewolf Tags: BDSM, erotica, sci fi, sex toys, shapeshifters, space captain, space station
All Changeling Press titles are 25% at All Romance Ebooks this month.
This includes my Shifter’s Station Collection:
Shifter’s Station Collection by Silvia Violet
Years ago, the Terran Government betrayed special forces officer Marc Devlin, forcing him to flee for his life. He rescued several fellow officers and built a new life as the head of his own mercenary force. When he captures a beautiful Cerian diplomat, he thinks to torture the man to learn Cerian secrets. Instead, he finds a lover. Months later, Marc and his Cerian lover, Kirlos, take a young woman captive, fearful she might be an agent of one of Marc’s oldest enemies. The two men strike a bargain with her that lands her in their bed for a month. As they dole out exquisite torment with their Cerian sex table, passion builds and turns to love. But Marc and Kirlos must fight to keep her and the life they’ve made for themselves.
This e-book collection contains the previously released Shifter’s Station series novellas Pilot’s Bargain, Pilot’s Heart, Loving the Enemy, and Eye of the Tigress.
Excerpt from Shifter’s Station 1: Pilot’s Bargain
The commander cut off whatever Captain Devlin was going to say. “I have the ability to probe your mind to determine if you’re telling the truth. And if you are lying, I can compel the truth from you.”
Larissa studied him for a moment. He seemed sincere and somewhat dismayed by the captain’s brusque manner. “Do it.”
She felt pressure on her head, as if someone were mashing the heel of their hand against her forehead. Then the pressure turned to pain. It grew sharper until it felt like a needle was boring into her skull.
She felt tension radiating from Adesta. “Stop fighting it.”
“I… can’t. I don’t –”
Then the pain spread as if her skull had cracked. She fell to her knees, panting. The world began to go black. But just before she passed out, the pain disappeared.
“Fires of hell, she’s strong.”
The captain snorted. “Did you get through?”
“Yes, she’s telling the truth.”
Thank the gods. They would have to let her go now. Larissa heard the men speaking, but they sounded very far away. A dull pounding still echoed in her head. Nothing like the tearing pain of the scan, but she still wasn’t sure she could stand.
Then she felt a hand on her arm. It was the commander. She wanted to refuse his assistance, but she didn’t want to be on her knees in front of the captain. He was arrogant enough without her prostrating herself like a slave.
When the commander helped her to her feet, she stepped away and forced herself to focus on Devlin. His dark eyes were narrow and cold. “Who taught you to shield your thoughts?”
“My boss.”
Devlin raised his brows. “You need this ability often on cargo runs?”
“When you take these kinds of jobs, you do.”
He laughed. “I suppose you are right. Federated Transport isn’t exactly a legitimate business.”
“And yours is?”
Adesta’s lips curled into a wicked smile. “You seem to be losing your touch, Captain. You usually have them trembling in their boots by now.”
Larissa just managed to keep from rolling her eyes. The captain might be one delightfully put together man, but she had no intention of rolling over for him. “Can I go now?”
Devlin scowled. “No.”
“The commander has established my innocence.”
“He has established that you were unaware that the weapons were faulty. But I still have one dead crewman and several more injured. Someone has to pay.”
“Yes. That someone is my bastard of a boss.”
“But he’s not here, and you are.”
“Captain.” The warning glare in the commander’s eyes gave Larissa hope he might convince his superior to let her go.
“She stays.”
Larissa’s heart pounded. “You can’t be serious.”
He gave a cold smile. “I’m always serious.”
Larissa clasped her hands behind her back to hide their shaking. “You can’t just keep me here.”
“I can do anything I damn well please.”
“But –”
The captain stepped toward her. She stabbed her nails into her palms, hoping the pain would dull her fear and help her hold her ground.
Devlin grasped the single braid that hung down her back and jerked her head to the side. “I am the law here. No one questions what I do. If I wanted to shove you out an airlock, that’s exactly what I’d do. No one would dare protest.”
She held her breath, and commanded her suddenly rubbery legs to keep her upright.
He let her go and stepped back. “Fortunately for you, I have something far more pleasant in mind as repayment for your crimes.”
Larissa’s lungs burned, but she couldn’t seem to fill them with air. She forced herself to look him in the eye. “I have no intention of letting you punish me for a crime I didn’t commit.”
Adesta smirked. “I like her spirit.”
The captain stared at her intently. “So do I. The spirited ones are so much more fun to break.”
Larissa’s heart hammered against her chest. She knew her eyes were wide and her fear shone all too plainly. She felt like a rabbit cornered by a wolf — a big bad wolf with plans to eat her.
Now why the hell did that thought make her body feel hot and tight? She was so damn wet she’d likely soaked through her flight suit. What was wrong with her?
Devlin took a long, deliberate inhale. “Mmm. I think she likes us more than she wants us to know.”
Shit! The last thing she needed was for him to be aware of how she was responding to them. She needed to convince them to let her go. But before she could think of anything to say, Devlin’s lips curled up in a wicked smile.
“Since you seem so interested in the issue of fairness, why don’t we strike a bargain?”
“What bargain would that be?” Larissa mentally cursed the quaver she heard in her voice.
His smile widened. “I will spend the next two hours convincing you that you want to stay. If you can resist, you go free. If you can’t, you agree to remain on the station as my servant for the next month.”
Larissa took a deep breath. Her initial reaction was to tell him to go to hell, but something told her this might be her only way off the station. “How will you convince me to stay?”
“That’s my secret, but you have my word you will come to no harm.”
“Why should I trust you?”
The captain’s face froze, and a sound too like an animal’s growl rose from his chest.
Larissa glanced at Adesta. He shook his head. “I wouldn’t go down that road if I were you.”
“Fine. If I were to lose, which I have no intention of doing, how would you expect me to serve you?”
The captain’s smile returned instantly. “With every last inch of your naked body.”
