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Book Trailer – Tartan Surprise – Selena Illyria

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on July 23, 2008 by Lexxie Couper

My latest book trailer, this one for Selena Illyria’s very sexy Scottish werewolf tale, Tartan Surprise.

What do you think?


Hot Excerpt – The Boundaries: Awakenings

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , on July 22, 2008 by Lexxie Couper

The Boundaries: Awakening
Deception Never Felt So Good

Content Warning: Contains graphic sexual content that may offend some readers.

The hands slid up her body. Skimmed her hips, smoothed over the flat plain of her belly and feathered up her rib cage. She sucked in a swift breath, the action causing her passion-swollen breasts to rise and fall. Fingertips brushed the bottom curve of their swell and she sucked in another breath. Gods, yes…
The fingertips traveled higher, following the heavy curve of each breast in a slow, languid line until strong fingers touched her puckered nipples. “Beautiful,” Zeric murmured, his breath warm on her neck. His rigid cock nudged the cleft of her ass cheeks, a clear testament to his desire. “So beautiful.”
Jai’Enna leant back into him, enjoying the feel of his hard body pressing against her back, of the confident yet tentative way he traced her nipples with his fingers. He lowered his head, the distinctly untamed scent of his flesh filling her breath as he placed his lips on the curve of her neck, at the sensitive line just above her collarbone. Her eyelids fluttered closed and she released a sigh.
“You like that?”
His low question made her smile and she slowly rolled her hips backward and forward, caressing his cock with the curve of her ass. “Very much.”
“And this?”
He closed his fingers over her breasts, cupping them with infinite care. His cock twitched against her butt, reminding her — as if she needed it — of how much she affected him. She lifted her hands, placing them lightly over the backs of his, increasing their pressure. “Yes.”
He turned his lips to her jaw line, nibbled on its straightness until his mouth found her ear. His tongue flicked at her earlobe, his teeth nipped its softness. She hitched in a quick breath and flattened his palms harder to her breasts. “Yes,” she said again, the word almost a sigh.
A low moan rose from his broad chest. She could feel its rumble. It made her nipples pinch tighter and her pussy grow damp. A squirming sensation began between her thighs, a tickling of wet fingers that made her blood roar and her pulse quicken. He followed her wordless request, squeezing each breast harder, increasing his hold until his fingers bruised her flesh and left her gasping and whimpering for… “More. Please, more.”
One hand left her breast, and before her body could cry out in denial, it reveled in jubilation when strong, long fingers slid between the junction of her thighs and parted her nether-lips. They delved deep, rolling over her burning clit as they sank into her tight folds. She arched her spine, pushing her cunt harder to his hand and her ass harder to his cock, wanting to soar higher. She lifted her arms, locking them behind his head and turning her own, offering her parted lips to his mouth. He took them, feasting on their softness, his tongue hot and wild. His hands continued their worship of her body, the fingers in her sex seeking the sweet spot in wriggling, twisting strokes, the hand on her breast cupping and squeezing.
Tears of Druentia.
Jai’Enna’s knees trembled and she felt a wall of creamy pleasure release in her pussy, not an orgasm, but a preamble to the absolute rapture she knew would soon consume her. Its musky sweetness filled the air and Zeric moaned again, low and decidedly animalistic, his hand between her thighs dragging back up to take possession again of her other breast.
“You are truly wonderful.”
The deep male voice filtered through Jai’Enna’s desire-clouded brain and she whimpered again, her cunt growing more sodden with its haughty intention.
Confident hands slid up her calves, the backs of her knees, her thighs. A warm breath feathered her belly, just below her navel before lips more arrogant than Zeric’s scalded a brand on the smooth curve of her mons.
She sucked in a swift breath and tightened her arms around Zeric’s neck, deepening their kiss as Tornada’s hands worked her thighs wide and his mouth claimed her cunt.
His tongue plunged into her sex, rolling over her clit in small circles that sent ripples of tension through her body. His hands moved higher up her thighs, the tips of his index fingers following the velvet line of her pussy-lips back to her perineum. She thrust her hips forward, spreading her legs farther apart to grant his mouth greater access to her sodden sex and his fingers greater access to her ass. Gods…
Zeric dragged his mouth down her neck to nuzzle on her shoulder, his hands growing more savage on her breasts. He pulled on each nipple, tweaking one and then the other in a rhythm matched by Tornada’s tongue on her clit. The unspoken harmony between the two made her head swim with heady lust and a low moan slipped from her lips. She buried her hands in Zeric’s hair, closing her eyes to the sensations his mouth and hands created in her body as she lifted one leg and hooked it around Tornada’s shoulders.
Her cunt opened more, sopping with creamy hunger, a hunger Tornada greedily lapped at with his tongue. The fingers exploring her cleft slid closer to the tight hole of her anus, slicking its clenched entry with her juices. They traced its closed form, making her shift with impatient need, driving her hips harder to his face. “Damn you, don’t tease me!” she ground out, tugging on Zeric’s hair, wishing they’d both continue their languid torture forever and wanting them to bring her to a screaming climax now.
How can you have both?
Jai’Enna didn’t know, she just did.
The conflict drove her crazy and she snatched at one of Zeric’s hands, forcing his assault of her breast to increase. She felt on fire. Her cunt grew hotter, wetter with each thrust and lick of Tornada’s tongue and her breasts grew heavier with each masterful twist of her nipples by Zeric’s fingers. Breath short, heart pounding, she moaned again.
Without a word, she was lifted from her feet, Zeric supporting her torso with his strong arms, Tornada’s mouth still feasting on her sex as his arms wrapped around her hips. She gasped, the sense of being weightless while her body was worship by them both so surreal, so erotic she almost came there and then. Her stomach clenched, her muscles tensed, and suddenly she was pressed to her back, the surface beneath her soft and silken and cool.
Tornada’s mouth never left her pussy. His tongue worked her clit, flicking it over and over again in fierce, tiny strokes. His thumb plunged between her drenched lips and she bucked, her spine arching in such a way her breasts shoved high toward the heavens. Zeric’s hot, wet mouth closed around one nipple before she could flatten, hands both preternaturally fast and tipped by blunt claws whipping under her back and keeping her spine arched, holding her in the position, her breasts thrust up, her cunt spread wide.
She writhed, heels, ass cheeks and shoulder blades pressed to bed. Tornada suckled at her sex as Zeric suckled at her breasts, their surreal harmonious rhythm returning once more. It was as though they were one, a creature created solely to pleasure her. Neither spoke to the other, but both knew exactly what the other did and complemented their action, heightening the rapture rolling through her until she could barely draw breath.
“Druentia wept!” she called as Zeric’s teeth nipped at her nipple the exact moment Tornada’s teeth closed down on her clit. A shudder rocked her, from her sodden core to her swollen breasts. She grabbed at the cool sheets beneath her, a distant part of her mind wondering where she was. No bed she knew was fitted with Sheilite silk.
Does it really matter?
Zeric’s mouth slid from one breast to the other, his tongue, lips and teeth branding the throbbing swell of flesh his own.
She fisted the sheets again, lifting her hips and tossing her head from side to side.
Her climax was building, coming at her hard. She didn’t want to come yet. She wanted to feel them both…
Tornada’s mouth left her cunt and he slid up her body, mirroring Zeric’s position by her side. He took the nipple Zeric had so recently abandoned between his lips, rolling it between his teeth in ever-increasing pressure. Both men suckled and gnawed, each working — again — as one, so neither nipple was without suction.
Jai’Enna cried out, grabbing at each man’s hair, holding their heads imprisoned to her breasts. Their mouths worshipped her. When one sucked, the other nibbled, when one teased, the other tortured. Heat washed over her, a drowning force she willingly succumbed to. She rubbed her thighs together, her pussy clenching and constricting, wanting to be filled.
By who?
She ignored the soft question. Ignored the conflict it created deep in her core. Later…
The two men suckled harder, and then, in perfect sync, slid one hand each down her torso, palmed her belly and found her cream-slicked sex. Tornada’s finger parted her lips first, delving into her tightness with slow, steady penetration. Zeric’s followed, his knuckle finding her clit with familiar ease. She gasped, tugging on his hair and pushing her hips higher. Both men plunged their fingers in deeper, filling and stretching her, making her whimper. They stroked the wall of her sex, twin caresses that flooded her pussy with fresh cream and her body with liquid heat. She cried out again, bucking under their invasion, each hoarse sound feeding their frenzy until their fingers were drenched in her juice.
And still they suckled on her breasts. Still their mouths made love to her nipples. Sensations washed over her, through her. She thrashed on the bed, hammering her hips to their masterful hands, pushing her breasts harder to their talented lips. How did they do it? How did they take her to the Nine Heavens with just their —
Both hands twisted, a flick of each wrist, and suddenly four fingers penetrated her. Four wildly wriggling fingers that drove her to the edge and pushed her over. Four fingers that released the flood and made her scream as climax after climax after climax claimed her. She threw back her head, pressing it to the softness beneath her, her breath ragged, her pulse pounding, the scent of her release — of her desire — intoxicating, more potent than Bliss could ever be.

A New Trailer

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on July 9, 2008 by Lexxie Couper

I took Renee George’s advice (*waves* G’Day, Gorgeous!) and made a trailer for Changeling Press’s Spaceport series. It’s short but packs a kick…I hope.

Spaceport: Highest Bidder AVAILABLE NOW!!!

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on May 1, 2008 by Lexxie Couper

It’s here! Available now! My entry into the Changeling Press Spaceport series, Highest Bidder.

Here’s a snippet to whet your appetite…

Spaceport: Highest Bidder
Lexxie Couper
All rights reserved.
Copyright 2008 Lexxie Couper

This e-book file contains sexually explicit scenes and adult language which some may find offensive and which is not appropriate for a young audience. Changeling Press E-Books are for sale to adults, only, as defined by the laws of the country in which you made your purchase. Please store your files wisely, where they cannot be accessed by under-aged readers.

God, she didn’t want to get married.

Naya Kistara stared out at the congregation, ignoring the enrapt expressions on the faces of the massing hundreds. Was it too late to take off? To steal a ship and disappear into Allied Planet space?

Reverent hands lifted her ceremonial robes from her shoulders and she let out a wry sigh. Definitely too late.

The cool air of the temple kissed her flushed, naked body, rippling her scented flesh into a mass of tiny bumps. She resisted the urge to run her palms up and down her bronze-dusted arms. She might be cold, but any moment now, the Sub-Priests would begin their mellifluous chants, the door to the temple would open and in would walk her future husband. Gloriously unclothed. Proudly aroused. Ready to take her prized virginity there and then on the Altar of K’Ryst.

What he first laid eyes on could greatly influence what she’d become after the ceremony.

Saving the people of Old Earth — her people — from annihilation was all very well and good, but she didn’t want to become a sniveling wimp in the process. If her husband saw a woman with dignity, spirit and strength, perhaps that’s what he’d think of — lust for — during the “Joining.”

Suppressing another sigh, Naya lifted her chin. She could only hope.

A commotion outside, like the smashing of a thousand panes of ancient Earth crystal, suddenly shattered the worshipful silence of the temple. A high-pitched wail came from outside, piercing and terrified, only to be whipped away and silenced by the roaring wind. Around her, the congregation began to shuffle, shooting glances at each other. Nervous.

Naya frowned. She’d yet to meet her future husband, but surely he didn’t require destruction to announce his arrival?

There was another wail from outside — louder and torn with agony — and as one the congregation gasped. Naya’s eyes widened. God save her, what kind of man was she to —

A shattering boom rocked the hushed temple, showering the Joining congregation with disturbed marble dust, rat shit and bird lice from the ceiling. Naya flinched, raising her arm to shield her eyes. Fine particles of grit fell on her shoulders, in her hair, and she brushed at her flesh, smudging the iridescent bronze dust coating her body. A swift intake of breath to her left made her start, and she turned her head, frowning at the attendant standing beside her. The man gazed at the strip of newly exposed flesh on her shoulder, and Naya couldn’t miss the sight of his pulse suddenly hammering in his neck.

Deviant!” the High Priest snapped, barging between Naya and the gaping attendant. “Do not look upon the reiphia’s flesh!”

Naya started, giving the scowling High Priest a stunned look. He looked her in the eye for a split second and his face filled with heat before he turned away, stepping past the altar and raising his arms. “Do not be concerned.” His deep voice boomed throughout the cavernous room, bounced off the grimy walls. “All is well. The Joining will –”

With a sudden eruption of splinters, the Great Doors burst open. Naya squealed, ducking as flying debris flew all around her.

For a still second nothing happened, and then an icy Earth wind gusted through the gaping hole, lashing at her naked, vulnerable body, pinching her deeply bronzed nipples into rock-hard nubs of flesh.

Naya didn’t take any notice.

Because right at the very moment, ten massive men covered in armor and furs stormed into the temple. Ten men with intricately scarred faces and wicked weapons.

Ten men looking at her.

Naya’s heart leapt into her throat. Mentuan slavers. Mentuan sex-slavers.

By the Old God, she was in trouble.

Reviews! Reviews! Get ‘Em While They’re HOT!

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 30, 2008 by Lexxie Couper

Oh my God, do I have an tidal wave of reviews to share with you. Ready?

Firstly – Savage Retribution Karen at JERR gives it FIVE STARS and an ORGASMIC HEAT LEVEL! “This book is hard to put down! Declan is sexy no matter what his situation. I couldn’t help falling in love with his Old World manners and charm. Like Regan, I felt safe in his company even before witnessing the first fight and knew she could never leave his arms after their first kiss. The villain, Epoc, is especially heinous, completely heartless and must have recruited his minions from Disgusting Creatures ‘R’ Us. The sex between Declan and Regan is varied and titillating, sometimes slow and sweet, often overwhelmingly passionate, but always stimulating. Be forewarned, however, there is a well written but graphic and disturbing rape scene. Regan’s policeman brother and his suspiciously new female partner are the other secondary characters who add to the tension and mystery. The pace of this story is rollercoaster fast with just about as many spins, twists, drops and turns in the plot. I thoroughly enjoyed Savage Retribution and I highly recommend it to all the wolf lovers among us.”

Maura at The Romance Studio gives it FOUR AND A HALF ANGELS and says, “This is on rollercoaster ride of a story. The main characters are on the run throughout the story and the author has captured that feeling in telling their story. I definitely needed to catch my breath at the end.” and “The combination of a very exciting plot, great characters, evil megalomaniac werewolves, and a sad back story make this a book that will be very difficult to put down.”

Ashley at FAR gives it FOUR ANGELS. ” As soon as I saw the words Irish werewolf, I knew I needed to read this story. I had high hopes, and Lexxie Couper reached them all. Savage Retribution starts off capturing your attention and never stops. I really enjoyed seeing the interactions between Regan and Declan. They are both characters to love, through their faults and all. Regan is strong and knows how to take care of herself. Even when she is scared, either of or for Declan, she shows that she can be compassionate and smart, which is not always easy to find in heroines. As for Declan, I think Irish werewolf says it all. He makes you want Regan to not give in too easily, just to see him try harder. He is sex and charm and everything else you could want from a hero. This story has it all, a hot werewolf, a smart heroine, and a great villain. Savage Retribution by Lexxie Couper is a must read for any romance fan.”

Secondly – Shifting Lust

Serena at FAR gives my sci-fi epic FIVE ANGELS and says, “Ms. Couper is not one to hold back in order to make us feel better about how things happen. Honestly, she’s almost mean to her poor characters in this series. That being said, she also does an amazing job of making them real. How often do you feel like shaking the author because she’s mean to the characters? Her villains are just as real as her heroes and let me tell you, she should’ve been meaner to them! The depraved things they did to and around Raiven and Kyra were just vile and sometimes truly disgusting. If you have delicate sensibilities, do not read this collection. If you can handle the harsh realities that Lexxie Couper has penned in Shifting Lust then please, read it. You will be drawn into a world that is truly awesome.”

Thirdly – Snowbound: Captive Heat

Chris at Night Owl Romance gives my little bit of spice FOUR HEARTS. “This was a great little read. Only 9 pages long, it grabbed my attention and kept it for the whole ride. I liked the interaction of the two characters to one another, and while it lacked a lot of romance, it really wasn’t meant to have it. The end was sweet, and rounded out the tale nicely.”

Amethyst Nymph at Literary Nymphs Reviews says “Lexxie Couper really knows how to dangle a bone in Snowbound: Captive Heat and leave you salivating. The passion is so overwhelming it will hit you like a ton of bricks. Every moment is the perfect build up to what I hope is only the beginning of Darci’s bigger adventure. I have too many questions to let Darci’s erotic adventure go. This enjoyable story is certainly a must read.” She gives it FOUR NYMPHS!

Ivy at Whipped Cream Reviews gives Captive Heat FOUR CHERRY SUNDAES. “This story made me all tingly! It was extremely sexy and fast moving. Darci Watson is amazing — Olympic skier, adventuresome young thing and out in the cold mountains on a bet. I want to be her! Flying down a hill “just because”. Mr. Blue Eyes sounds hot! He is a mystery through the whole story. Lexxie Couper let me use my imagination up until the very end…and I still wanted more. At one point, Darci is pinned up against an ice wall by Mr. Blue Eyes. She should be freezing to death, but Mr. Blue Eyes is just emanating sex and power, keeping her HOT. WOW! I felt the goose bumps on my back and furnace-like heat everywhere else. It’s an awesome picture. It makes me feel like I would while driving on a highway, going 100 mph — just going with reckless abandon. But there is no crash; just soft fur and intense heat. I would even say, raw sensuality. I am definitely putting Lexxie Couper’s backlist on my TBR pile. ”

And last, but not least – Viva Los Regalos: Kat and Mouse

Tallyn at JERR says this about my erotic paranormal crime caper. “Kat and Mouse is an erotic, suspenseful and romantic paranormal tale about two people’s obsession of playing cat and mouse has become more than just a game. Kat is a dedicated and workaholic police officer who loves to be in control while the Mouse is an arrogant and cocky thief who has taken control of their unique relationship at every turn…I couldn’t stop reading even as my PDA ran out of power and I had to resort to reading this story on my desktop. Kat and Mouse is a part of the Viva Los Regalos series and can be read individually. A definite keeper!”

I think that’s it. I’m sure I’ve missed a review somewhere. I want to say a HUGE thank you to all the amazing reviewers for their wonderful words on my books. Consider yourselves all well and truly cyber-hugged!

An Update, A Thank You and A Possum

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on April 28, 2008 by Lexxie Couper

Yes, I’ve been MIA. I’m very sorry ’bout that. Anyone miss me?

What’s been going on? Well, Chickpea has been quite ill. She has been diagnosed with chronic asthma which in itself is worrying, but on top of that diagnosis, she caught a bronchial infection. She is on the mend now, but still requires quite a lot of my time… much to Peanut’s dismay. She has also decided she likes being cuddled all through the night and we are now trying to convince her that she has to sleep in her cot again. This is proving to be quite difficult. Despite being sick, she is trying to crawl. To this end, she is faceplanting herself around the house, bum up in the air. It’s rather cute to see, especially when she does it mid-nappy change.

So, what else is going on?

I received my newest cover today from the very talented Zuri. What do you think? It’s for my next release, available next Friday, called Spaceport: Highest Bidder.

Here’s the blurb –

Ezelain Dream-Invader Dreylan Tarq was once the IAC’s most decorated Peace-Keeper —

until he found his wife in his boss’s arms and his boss’s hands on his wife’s ass. Dreylan’s world changed and now he works only for himself — or for whoever’s brave enough to pay him the chits.

Sent to Spaceport Adana by the one man he despises the most, Dreylan must buy the Terran slave, Naya

Kistara, whatever the cost. Naya is a reiphia, a rare and valuable empathic mesomorph who permanently and irreversibly becomes her first sexual partner’s ideal mate in every way. She is also Old Earth’s only hope of becoming a member of the Interplanetary Alliance Council. Without her, the planet’s vulnerable, neglected people will surely perish.

What Dreylan finds on ’Port Adana, however, is not just a virgin being sold into slavery, but a woman of fire and passion and strength. A woman who stirs his body like no other. A woman with a secret.

Revenge is powerful motivator. But then, so is desire.

Dreylan is a very intriguing character. Probably the most dangerous I’ve created, in fact. The ability to invade dreams and control them make for a very powerful weapon and Dreylan wields that weapon with a deadly skill. He is also the most tormented hero I’ve created. When a tormented deadly hero meets a damsel in distress – a damsel he somehow knows despite having never met her… well, suffice to say, Highest Bidder isn’t a light and fluffy read, but boy, does the sex sizzle!

I’m currently working on an paranormal/horror romance originally called Shadow Whispers. Shadow Whispers tells the story of a Sydney journalist, Tallara – Lara – Darcy who moves to a quirky and somewhat menacing outback town called Kangaroo Creek. Shadow Whispers was originally released as a novella by Changeling Press, but I am reworking it into the full-length novel I always wanted it to be. I’m having lots of fun for a couple of reasons – one, I’m really getting to know the characters better, and two, I’m really, really upping the creep factor. Yes, this one is gonna be scary. Wanna snippet?

She raised the photo of she and Adrien from her lap, refusing to look at it. Its existence defied explanation. It shouldn’t be here. It shouldn’t be anywhere. Withdrawing the cigarette lighter from her pocket she’d found in the kitchen drawer on moving in, she lifted it to the photo’s corner. After she set it alight, it –
A whisper came from her bedroom.
Indistinct. Someone saying…
Blood feeling thick in her veins, Lara rose to her feet. She folded the photo and shoved it into her back pocket again, feeling its stiffness pressing to her butt cheek through the denim. Peering down the hall, she strained to detect what she thought she’d heard before.
And what was that, Darcy? Your name? Again? How many times do you think you’ve heard it since moving here? You’re losing your mind.
Grinding her teeth, she walked down the hall into her bedroom.

I’m delivering the finished mss to my Samhain editor (Hi, Heidi *waves*) mid May after which I will continue work on Death, The Vamp and His Brother with the aim to get it to Heidi by the beginning of October. Shall keep you all posted 🙂

Ellora’s Cave are still considering a mss I submitted to them way back in Feb. I’m keeping my fingers crossed on this one. If you don’t suffer arthritis I’d love you to cross your fingers too. I’m hoping to hear any day so now that Chickpea is kinda giving me more time, I’m checking my email constantly.

I’ve received heaps of reviews for Savage Retribution and Shifting Lust – The Collection in the last few weeks, so I’ll blog about those in the next few days. Shifting Lust – The Collection received FIVE Angels from FAR. FIVE!! Wow!!

What else? I watched a great movie the other day which really made me laugh – Run, Fatboy, Run. It stars Simon Pegg, from Hot Fuzz and Shaun of the Dead and is a wonderful, understated rom-com that I highly recommend. Oh, and the newest season of Dr Who has started on the BBC and thanks to the power of the internet, I’ve been drooling over new David Tennant….. isn’t he yummy!

Oh, and we have a possum! A possum has decided to make our back balcony its home at night. Its a bushtail possum and he/she comes around 8pm every night. It started eating the wild bird seed bell and has moved on to apples and bread and bikkies and whatever else we put out there for him/her.

So, that’s it for the moment. I want to say a very grateful thank you to everyone who sent me wishes for Chickpea’s health. They made me smile and feel warm when the days were long and Chickpea was at her worst. Thank you all so very very much.

Until the review onslaught…



New Book Trailer – Dawn Montgomery’s Bound In Lust

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , on April 14, 2008 by Lexxie Couper

Bound in Fury (2nd in the Bound Trilogy)

Hell has a new Hunt and the trap is springing shut. With three demon brethren dead and his only daughter missing, Drake does what he has to in order to keep Elena safe and away from the Brotherhood. He keeps her locked behind Abandon’s doors.But nothing can stop the wheels of the Hunt once it’s begun and Elena’s curse has brought her to the depths of her own hell. Her libido’s screaming for attention and the only one who can ease the ache leaves her confused and furious.Neither expected the depth of hatred from the Brotherhood or the lengths to which they would go to destroy one demon. Drake, it seems, has old enemies and they’re willing to overthrow Hell itself to destroy him.Only together can Drake and Elena survive the coming battle. Nothing grips tighter than those bound in fury.

(My third book trailer attempt, this one for erotic romance author, Dawn Montgomery – who is absolutely gorgeous, btw)

My goal with this trailer was to make something interesting and sizzling with only two images. I think it worked!

Check Dawn’s amazing work out here