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Dangerous Now Available at Amazon!
May 1, 2011 
Filed under: book release, erotica, paranormal, shapeshifter, werewolf
Dangerous is now available at Amazon for only 99¢!
A woman indulges her need to live on the edge when she tempts a werewolf on the night of the full moon. He’s barely in control of the need to shift and completely in control of her. Will he rip out her throat? Or give her the best sex she’s ever had?
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?”
Read the rest here.
Dangerous is Available Now!
Apr 27, 2011 Filed under: book release, erotica, excerpts, paranormal, shapeshifter, werewolf
I’m so excited to be part of the launch of Razor’s Edge Press, a new pub for super hot erotic short stories. Here’s my offering…..
Dangerous by Silvia Violet
On Sale at ARe for only $1!
Or buy from Amazon for 99¢
A woman indulges her need to live on the edge when she tempts a werewolf on the night of the full moon. He’s barely in control of the need to shift and completely in control of her. Will he rip out her throat? Or give her the best sex she’s ever had?
Excerpt:
His massive cock drives into me again and again, stretching me nearly to the point of pain. I shouldn’t be here, shouldn’t be doing this, but my body doesn’t care. My inner muscles squeeze him, hoping to hold him deep inside. My hips rush up to meet his every stroke. I bite my lip to keep from screaming in pure pleasure. I’ve never been filled like this, taken like this. He really is a fucking animal.
He sits back on his heels and drags me up over his muscle-hardened thighs, never letting his thick rod lose contact with my soaking pussy. My back bows as my body longs to be thoroughly filled again. He slides his arms under me and pulls me up until I’m sitting astride him, riding him. He stretches me to the limit. So. Damn. Good.
He grips my hips and shoves me down hard. His cock brushes my cervix, and I gasp. Then he’s lifting me and slamming me down over and over, his pace fast and rough. I struggle to breathe, to do anything but hold on and feel. With each stroke, my clit rubs across his hair-roughened belly, feeling so good it almost hurts.
I arch my back and draw his head to my breasts. He seizes a nipple, licking and sucking, tormenting it until I’m not sure if I want to pull away or hold him closer. Then he bites, his sharp teeth nearly breaking the skin. I cry out, the pain only making the pleasure more intense.
“More,” I shout hoarsely.
He growls in response, taking his hands from my hips and palming both my breasts, flicking his thumbs mercilessly across my nipples while his lips and teeth explore my collar bone. I grind myself against him, twisting my hips, desperate to take his cock as deep as it will go.
His teeth scrape along my neck as he pinches my nipples hard. I drop my head back, giving him the access he wants, submitting to his dominance. He bites harder, and a frisson of fear runs through me. Would he bite for real? If he shifted now, he’d rip out my throat.
Instead, he runs his tongue up and down the corded muscle of my neck in time to his thrusts. I forget to be afraid. I’m going to come any second. So is he, based on the way he’s snarling and growling with each stroke. I want to push him over the edge with me. I struggle to find the power of speech. But I can’t. I’m falling, dying. Screams I can no longer contain burst from me.
I buck wildly against him as my orgasm crashes over me. My pussy spasms against his cock again and again, I wonder if the spiral of pleasure will ever end.
His fingers dig into my hips, holding me against him. I struggle, though I’m not sure why. He pins me in place as he roars, shoving himself even deeper into me. His hot spunk spurts inside me again and again. He snarls and growls as he bucks against me. Finally, his climax ends. He lifts me off his cock and sits me on the bed beside him.
“I need to taste you.” His voice is low, rough, almost a growl.
I’m about to be eaten by a wolf. I should be scared. Instead I lie back and spread my legs, not sure I’ll ever get enough of him.
Coming Soon: Dangerous by Silvia Violet
Apr 26, 2011 Filed under: book release, erotica, paranormal, shapeshifter, werewolf
I’m so excited. The sight for Razor’s Edge Press is now up and running and my erotic short, Dangerous will be coming your way soon!
Dangerous by Silvia Violet
A woman indulges her need to live on the edge when she tempts a werewolf on the night of the full moon. He’s barely in control of the need to shift and completely in control of her. Will he rip out her throat? Or give her the best sex she’s ever had?
*Warning* This short story contains claws and fangs and hot fear-for-your-life werewolf sex.
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
M/M Reading Recommendations
Apr 18, 2011 Filed under: book recommendation, m/m, paranormal, sci fi, werewolf
I’ve been on an m/m reading kick lately. My favorite m/m stories are ones where both men are alphas and they have to struggle to find a working relationship dynamic. Two series I’ve started recently that fit this description and have blown me away with their awesomeness are Brannan Black’s Wolfman series and Madeleine Urban and Abigail Roux’s Cut and Run series. Recently I asked for recommendations for books that fit this description on ARe Cafe and at Love Romances Cafe, and I wanted to share the list I’ve compiled. I haven’t read any of these yet, but based on recommendations from readers (and in some cases the authors themselves) and my reading of the blurbs and excerpts, they fit the description of two strong-willed characters who will have to work out the power dynamics to make their relationship work. I’d love to hear more suggestions so feel free to share in the comments.
Fair Game and The Darkling Thrush by Josh Lanyon
Hot Cargo by Ariel Tachna and Nicki Bennett
Promises by Marie Sexton
The PsyCop series by Jordan Castillo Price
Bareback by Chris Owen
72 Hours by Clare London
The Archer by Abigail Roux
Promises by Marie Sexton
Dawn of the Seraphs by Adrianne Brennan
Bound by Nature by Cooper Davis
Not my Wolf by Eden Cole.
Zero to the Bone by Jane Seville.
Blogging At TRS Blue Today
Apr 14, 2011 Filed under: guest blogger, web event, werewolf, writing
Hop over to the TRS Blue blog and read about my writing process and how Savage Wolf turned it upside down: http://trsblue.blogspot.com/2011/04/protect-and-serve-savage-wolf-by-silvia.html
Free Story: On A Full Moon
Apr 11, 2011 Filed under: free story, paranormal, werewolf Tags: erotic romance, erotica, free story, paranormal, paranormal romance, shapeshifter, werewolf
“Damn it!” Samantha tripped over a branch and cursed for the millionth time that night. What on earth had possessed her to go for a walk so close to dark, and how the hell was she going to find her way out of these woods?
An owl hooted and something rustled in the trees behind her. Sam spun around, her hand coming unconsciously to cover her pounding heart. She couldn’t see anything. The narrow beam from her tiny flashlight illuminated only a few feet of the path in front of her. The moon was full but under the dense tree cover, little of its light shone through.
Somehow she’d made a wrong turn, but now she was so lost she would be damned lucky to get out before dawn. She had no clue what trail she was on, but she kept walking, too restless to stop and too scared to dare try to sleep.
Several hundreds yards ahead, the path opened into a clearing. Moonlight shone through the opening in the trees making it appear almost bright there. As Sam got closer, she realized the clearing was occupied. A large black wolf stood right in its center.
It turned toward her, and Sam ducked behind a tree. Her heart hammered in her chest, and sweat slid down her back. She held her breath, not daring to move. But the wolf had heard her. He stared in her direction, a low growl emanated from him mouth. He lowered his nose to the ground and sniffed.
Sam’s lungs burned; she needed air. She wanted to run but stood frozen to the ground. Her fingers dug into the bark of the tree until she felt it rip her skin.
The wolf raised his head and looked right at her. His eyes were the color of the sky on the most perfect of spring days, yet they penetrated her as if he could see straight through the tree and into her heart.
He began to walk toward her.
She tried to get a grip a solid grip on the bark. Could she climb the tree? Could wolves climb trees? Why didn’t she know the answer to that?
She shouldn’t run. Shouldn’t show her fear. But her heart threatened to explode, and she could no longer hold her breath in her burning lungs. It rushed out and then shot back inside in short, harsh pants.
The wolf was so close now she could reach out and touch him if she so dared. The taunting glimmer in his strangely blue eyes told her that he was no big dog wanting to be petted.
Then he lifted his snout and howled. Shivers ran through Sam’s body. And so did a stab of . . . lust? She could only assume it was a reaction to the adrenaline coursing through her body.
Light flashed. It seemed to surround the wolf before dissipating. The wolf raised up on his hind legs. They began to lengthen. His front feet grew into arms. His snout shortened. It all happened too fast for Sam to register the entirety of the change. Within seconds, a man stood in front of her.
A sinfully gorgeous, naked man whose thick, hard cock reached almost to his navel. He stood well over six feet and his muscles were long, lean, and clearly defined just as the wolf’s had been. Closely-cropped black hair stood out on his head like he’d already been rolling around on the ground taking the pleasure his body was intent on. His eyes hadn’t changed. They were still the same shade of sky blue.
Sam wondered if she were dreaming. Had she fallen and knocked her head? Had she fallen asleep as she walked? If she were, she didn’t want to wake up. Not if this man intended to act on the lust blazing in his eyes. He took a step toward her.
She was hyperventilating, but she couldn’t slow her breathing and she couldn’t move. While running from a wild animal was not the best course of action, running from a strange, naked man whose eyes clearly showed the lascivious thoughts in his mind was the only sane thing to do. But this man was also a wild animal. And Sam wasn’t sane. Her body craved him like he was made of chocolate. Hot cream slid from her body, dampening her panties.
The man stepped so close she could feel the heat radiating from his body. “You shouldn’t be here.” His voice was rich and smooth. Sam’s knees weakened. She nodded in agreement but she didn’t move. This had to be a dream. If is wasn’t a dream she’d be running for her life, not staring at his full lips and wondering when he was going to kiss her.
“The change plays hell on our hormones. When I’m back in human form, all I want is a rough, hard fuck.”
Sam tensed and stopped breathing altogether. She’d grown so wet her panties and jeans were soaked.
“I’m going to count to five. If you’re still here when I’m done, I’ll assume you’re going to give me what I want.”
Sam opened her mouth, but nothing came out besides a squeak.
“One.” Sam looked up into the man’s eyes. The blue had darkened and she either saw or imagined a leap of blue flame. She couldn’t look away.
“Two.” He stepped even closer. If she could remember how to breath, her chest would brush his as she did so. “Three.” He leaned forward and braced his hands on the tree, trapping her between his arms. “Four. Five.”
His mouth crushed hers as his body pinned her against the tree. Sam arched against him, desperately needing pressure on her clit. She rubbed herself against the hard length of his erection while his tongue and teeth savaged her mouth.
He pulled back. She moaned and opened her eyes. His face looked pained. He took another step back. “Take off your clothes, or I’m going to rip them off.”
Dear God, he was barely under control. A jolt of need rocked Sam’s body at the thought. She’d always wanted a lover who would take her with no restraint.
“Now.” The word came out as a growl.
Sam gripped the hem of her T-shirt, pulling it off in one motion. Then she unzipped her jeans and pushed down off her legs, kicking them off along with her shoes. She reached for the clasp of her bra just as the man’s control broke.
He gripped the waistband of her satin panties and ripped them in half. As he tossed them to the ground, he picked up her T-shirt and spread in on the ground like a small blanket. “Get down on your hands and knees.”
She obeyed instantly.
He dropped to the ground behind her and grasped her hips, pulling them so high she was forced to drop to her elbows. She felt the tip of his cock brush across her lips, sliding through her wetness until he could rub it against her clit. She moaned. “Please.”
He gave a low laugh. “I think you’re as hot as I am. And you haven’t even Changed.” She pressed back against him, desperate to feel him inside her.
He groaned. “Get ready.” She sucked in her breath as he positioned himself at her entrance. He pulled her hips back as he thrust, fully seating himself in her. She gasped. Damn he was big. The fullness was almost pain, but her body adjusted quickly. Already she wanted him to move. She whined and tried to move her hips. But he held her against him. “I’ll do the fucking.”
She whimpered. She’d dreamed of a man controlling her like this. She loved it, but still her hips fought his hands. Her need to be fucked overran her need to be dominated.
He started to move, but his pace was too slow. She struggled again. “Please. I need it.”
He wrapped her braid around on of his wrists, jerking her head back. “You’ll get it when I’m ready to give it to you.”
She tried to hold it in, but another whimper escaped.
He pushed on the small of her back until she dropped her chest to the ground.
“Touch yourself while I fuck you.”
She groaned and wiggled until one of her hands could slip beneath her. She let her nails rake her belly before her hand reached her swollen clit. She made a v with her fingers and pressed down just as he surged back into her body. The intensity of the pleasure sent a wave of dizziness through her.
He increased his rhythm as she worked herself, finally giving her the hard fuck he’d promised. He thrust so deep and hard his balls slapped against the lips of her pussy at the end of each stroke, sending jolt of sensation to her clit which felt ready to burst. She hovered on the edge of orgasm.
He reached underneath her, circled her wrist with his hand, and pulled her hand away from her pussy. “I’m not ready for you to come.”
“Please.” She fought him, trying to free her arm. But he held it tight and grasped her other wrist as well, pinning her to the ground as his whole body lay over hers. He fucked her relentlessly. Little cries escaped her lips with every punctuating thrust. Once again, her clit tightened, getting ready to explode. Then he pulled out.
She tried to protest, but she couldn’t catch her breath to speak. He flipped her to her back and pinned her wrists above her head with his hands. Her thighs fell open as his cock to her opening once again. But he stopped there, the tip of his cock barely brushing her. “Look at me.”
She opened her eyes. The man’s gaze pinned her as surely as his hands had a moment before. “I want you looking at me when you come.” He thrust into her. Her hips bucked up and she struggled, fighting to feel every inch of him, fighting to get pressure on her clit as his pelvic bone slammed down against hers. She wrapped her legs tightly around his hips, determined to hold him inside her. This time, he was going to let her come.
Her climax rose like a wave through her body. She was so close. She prayed he wouldn’t stop. He thrust deep and stayed inside, grinding his pelvis against her. Her body tensed. Her breathing stopped. She feared her heart had stopped too. Then pleasure beyond any she’d felt before pulsed out from her clit, wracking her entire body.
He pulled back, but her body gripped him tightly and pulled him back in with contraction after contraction of her pelvic muscles. He growled, low and long. Then he convulsed against her with a shout.
For many long minutes, they lay still. Sam enjoyed the firm weight of him on top of her as she floated in a world of pure sensation.
When he stirred, she expected to feel embarrassment, even horror at what she’d done, but the feelings didn’t come. All she felt was intense satisfaction. She didn’t even care whether she’d really seen him change from a wolf into a man or how that could be.
When he pulled out of her body and sat up, she reached for his arm. His eyes looked down into hers. “Will you be here again on the next full moon.”
He smiled. “Yes, I will. And so will you.”
For more wolfy goodness, check out Savage Wolf or my Wolf Caller series.
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.
Interview with Badge Bunny’s Officer Drake
Mar 29, 2011 Filed under: book recommendation, interview, paranormal, werewolf Tags: bunny shifter, Changeling Press, cop fantasy, Cynthia Sax, erotic romance, handcuffs, men in uniform, paranormal, paranormal romance, shapeshifter
As I get all squirmy with excitement over this week’s release of my Protect and Serve story, Savage Wolf. I wanted to get to know some of the other men in uniform a bit more intimately *grin*. So I convinced Cynthia Sax to send Officer Drake, hero of Badge Bunny, my way……
Silvia: (shivers and fights not to lick her lips) Umm, Officer Drake how do you feel about having a werewolf on the force?
Officer Drake: (runs a big hand over his bald head) How do I feel? What kind of pussy shit question is that? Do I look like I have uterus? (looks down at the impressively large bulge in his tight cop pants)
Silvia: (twines hands together to keep from reaching out to touch that clear evidence of manhood) I would never question your manhood. It’s quite . . ..um . . .obvious.
Officer Drake: Hrumph. (studies Silvia, detecting sarcasm in her voice) As for your question, I feel like sunshine and fuckin’ rainbows, that’s how I feel. (rolls his eyes) I hate fuckin’ shifters. One minute they’re human, and the next minute, they’re animals. I wish they’d make up their fuckin’ minds. (holds up one lined palm) Now, before you bust my balls about Savage, I’ll admit that, so far, he’s been an asset to the force, cracking down on the bad guys, and yeah, rumors say he’s saved his partner’s ass more than once, but he’s still a shifter, damn it, and you never know if the wolf side will bust loose and he’ll do something crazy ass sick like tear a shoplifter’s throat out, or sniff a fellow officer’s ass.
Silvia: Wolves can be unpredictable but some of us enjoy a bit of danger. (looks Officer Drake up and down leaning over to look at his tight ass and thinks that if she were a shifter she’d damn well sniff it) You look like a rather dangerous man
yourself.
Officer Drake: I’m dangerous only if you break the law. Break the law, and I’ll throw your pert ass in the clink, or worse, plug a hole in you… another hole. So I’m wondering… have you been a good girl, or a bad girl, Silvia?
Silvia (noting handcuffs hanging from his belt): Oh Officer, I’m afraid, I’ve been very bad. Do you get the chance to use those handcuffs often? What would someone for that particular privilege . . .um . . . I mean punishment?
Officer Drake (dangles handcuffs from the tips of his fingers): These aren’t just for show. Are you coming with me peacefully, or do I have to restrain your sexy self?
Silvia (licks lips slowly): I do believe I’m in the mood to put up quite a struggle. You’re only getting me out of here if I’m thoroughly restrained.
Officer Drake (grins wickedly): I’ll use whatever means necessary to get my gal. (lunges at Silvia)
If you haven’t had the pleasure of getting to know Officer Drake, I highly recommend you check out Badge Bunny. It’s hot, wicked, and hilarious.
