Sunday, February 26, 2012

Sunday Serial: Lord Merville's Whore

I did say earlier in the year that I might spring an older project out of the closet to serialize. I've loved this novel each time I've worked on it, but somehow it always gets pushed aside in favour of something with an imminent deadline. Maybe posting it here will inspire me to pick up the reins again. Anyway, it's a highwayman story set in the early 1700's with a fair bit of erotic mixed in, though I'd hesitate to call it a romance. It's more romantic elements. The location is Durham in the North-east of England.

Lord Merville's Whore: Chapter One
Madelynne Ellis
All Rights Reserved.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

New Cover: All Together Now

Isn't it delicious. I love that curly font and that my name is first (I'm easily pleased). I haven't been in a Total-E-Bound collection before, so this will be another first for me. My novella is called Sharing Adam, and is a m/m/f contemporary ménage. I'm sure the rest of the anthology is going to be rocking too, with 6 super hot novellas to enjoy. The released date is in May.

Monday, February 20, 2012

Blood Moon/Three Times the Scandal 1 for 1 Deal

To promote the release of Blood Moon I'm running a limited time offer. Simply review either Blood Moon or Three Times the Scandal on Amazon and send me the link and I'll send you a copy of the other book free in exchange. Don't forget to include an email address.

Entries to madelynne at madelynne-ellis dot com

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Couple of Releases

Neither of them mine. Instead they're by two of my favourite writing buddies.

The first is from one of my long time favourite writers, Portia Da Costa. IN SEBASTIAN'S HANDS is a collection of three BDSM tales about the same couple, and their developing relationship.

Read more about it at Portia's blog.

The second release is a collection of fantasy/otherworldly erotic stories from Saskia Walker. I'm particularly intrigued by the gothic horror story included. Find out more at Saskia's blog.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

New Release: Blood Moon

I've been waiting so long for this one, but it's finally published and available to download. The print version will be available in the not too distant future.

Anyway, there's the details on this piece of Gothic Urban Fantasy.

Marked and prophesized to be the demon prince reborn, Blaze Makaresh, an impulsive loner, is on the run from the youkai, demons who wish to claim him, and the Talon, their ruthless hunters. Only one person is prepared to help keep him alive and sane--Asha Lemarche, a cold and lovely ex-demon hunter with an addition to Blood Rain, a demon derived drug that heightens sexual pleasure. Blaze has until the Blood Moon rises to thwart his enemies, or risk the subjugation of the entire human race, but at what cost to himself and those closest to him?


Determined to keep Blaze human, but hooked on the taste of him, Asha is forced to reasses her position when their human foes outnumber their demons ones tenfold and the only safe haven lies on the other side of the Division Bridge in the demon realm.


Asha's life is on the line, but the fierce sexual attraction that binds her to Blaze may prove to be the riskiest part of all,leading to a transformation none of them predicted.

Available to buy at:
Amazon US | Amazon UK | All Romance Ebooks | Smashwords

Sneaky Peak Inside

This is an excerpt from a little way into the book. Blaze has stumbled upon an injured "man" in an unlikely location. 

Groggy and photosensitive, Raven Idriss tentatively opened his left eye. Hell knows where he was, and whatever he was lying on was so cold his knackers were in danger of freezing. For a moment, his vision swam. Then a jarringly familiar face moved into his field of vision. Blond hair, those molten expressive eyes, a smile that could reduce even the most sexually inured to orgasm. He'd been saved.


He tried to rise, only for his muscles to protest and his saviour to gently push him back down again. "You're hurt. Lie still a moment. The bindweed's made a complete mess of your arms and trunk."

Raven relaxed, surprised by how comforting he found his saviour's touch. Chipped, black-painted fingernails pressed to his brow. He half-heartedly shook his head. How many times now had he woken to this vision? His dehydrated brain was playing tricks again. He blinked again; trying to clear the film from his eye, under no doubt that he was still incarcerated in the Hall of Ancients. When blinking didn't help, he tried raising an arm. Fiery streamers of pain tore through the muscles, forcing him to relax.

The smiling vision leant over him again, closer this time, as if examining him. "I'm Blaze, by the way," it said. "You're Raven, right?"

Dreaming. Definitely, one hundred percent dreaming. No doubt about it.

"Is your other eye okay? Can't you open it?"

His right eye had never been okay, at least not in a normal vision, increased depth perception kind of way. Still, he supposed it wouldn't hurt to see what it made of this phantasm. He fluttered the lid a few times, before fully opening the eye and letting the rose-coloured tint it gave everything settle over his environs. For once, Blaze didn't blink out of existence.

Shit! He sat bolt upright. Never mind the pain, or the fact that his heart was racing as though the Ghost Wind was at his back.

"Hey, you've different coloured eyes." Blaze leaned in far too close and squinted as if trying to properly assess the colour.

Normally, Raven would have growled over the invasion of his space. He didn't care for intrusive souls, but this wasn't a normal situation, far from it. "Yeah," he replied. There wasn't really a lot else to say. "One grey and one amethyst. And yours are copper."

Blaze jerked away from him so fast one would think he'd been scalded. He glared; perfect Cupid's bow lips pursed in outrage. Fear shone in the inky depths of those copper-coloured eyes. "They're blue. My eyes are blue, not copper-coloured."

Raven looked at him again. Were they blue? He tried closing his right eye. Blaze's irises still glowed like molten copper, forming two of the most beautiful eyes he'd ever seen. "My mistake," he apologised. "It must be the light."

Lie accepted. Blaze's shoulders slumped. He took a tentative step forward again, so that he stood level with the foot of the sarcophagus on which Raven was perched. "Guess you're still a bit muddled. Must have been down here a while, eh?"

Raven eased himself into a more comfortable sitting position, and took stock of his surroundings. Fuck, if he wasn't still stuck in this arsehole of a tomb. As far as punishments went, this one sucked big time. Question was, had Blaze come to break him out, or was his time up? Nar, couldn't be, else the twins would have come for him.

Of course, Blaze being here, meant things were afoot. "Yes, a while," he agreed.

Environs assessed, he turned his attention to his protesting body. His arms were a mess of puncture wounds and deep scratches that itched liked hell, and his chest wasn't much better. A pot of bilious green ointment sat balanced upon his thigh, alongside the remains of his shirt. He poked a finger into the pot then brought it to his nose and sniffed dubiously. Smelled like day old fish that someone had tried to mask the scent of with pine fragranced air freshener. Worse still, the stuff was smeared all over him.

"You were lucky we found you," Blaze said.

As there was no discernible "we" about based on a quick scan, he assumed Blaze's companions were outside.

"How'd you get in here?"

Raven slid off the tomb and onto his feet. First opportunity and he was getting himself a shower. A nice long, hot, steam-curling, soul-warming shower, but first he needed to do something about these wounds.

 "I'm not really sure," he replied, feeding Blaze yet another lie, not wanting to get into the whys and wherefores of his punishment until he knew exactly what was what with the world.

He stretched his arms above his head, attempting to ease out some of the niggling aches, only for pain to tear through his right bicep. His arms dropped like a stack of overbalanced logs. Tentatively, he reached across and squeezed the muscle. There had to be a thorn still in there, and by the feel of it, wedged pretty deep.

"Here, let me help." A strong hand curled around his arm. Blaze eyed the wound carefully. "I can just see the tip of it." He scratched at the thorn with his fingernails. "It's coming. Keep still. Ah, there… nearly… Yes, got it." Blaze held up the inch long barb, which curved like a sabre-tooth and was sharp enough to cut through rhino hide.

A thick rivulet of blood ran down Raven's arm. He grabbed the remains of his shirt and pressed it to the wound. He looked like a man who'd been locked in an iron maiden for a fortnight. The reality was, that might have been preferable.

Blaze continued to peer at him as though he had two heads.

"Something up?"

"Déjà vu." Blaze shook his head. "Weird." He dropped the tooth-like barb, tried to catch it, and managed to slice open his index finger. Blood immediately pooled in the cut.

Raven reached out to him, meaning only to apply pressure to the wound, but somehow ended up with Blaze's finger in his mouth. Ah, bliss… the scent of him, the taste of his blood, intoxicating, overwhelming. A few drops and desire plumped his loins. There was no mistaking his liege. His blood roiled with potency, fire flowed through his veins, and infected Raven's senses. The blood in his stomach writhed like tumbling smoke curls, and he sucked harder, wanting, needing more.

His wounds began to knit, slowly at first, and then more noticeably as new skin stretched over the old.

Blaze snatched his hand away, and wrapped his bloodied fingers in the hem of his T-shirt. "What are you doing?"

Still high on the taste of him, Raven leaned forward. He wanted nothing more than to grab his sovereign and deep kiss him in the traditional youkai way, but a single pace in his direction sent Blaze scuttling backwards among the tombs. Fear made the coppery hue of his eyes burn brighter.

"What are you? Who are you?" he demanded.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to alarm you." Raven reached out a hand, but Blaze continued to back up.

"You've healed," he said, biting his lips.

The last of the wounds in Raven's arms closed. "Ah, yes," he remarked. "So I have."

Saturday, February 04, 2012


It's been a while since I had a real deadline, especially one that placed any real pressure on me. Anything But Vanilla (aka Nookie Island) was due in on Tuesday. I'm pleased to say that I made the deadline, though there have definitely been times during the writing process when I wondered if I would. I've already heard back from my editor at Mischief who had this to say:

Just finished ABV. I think the sex scenes are really filthy in an affecting intense way throughout - maybe the best I've read from you.What an opening too. I do like the book a lot and I think it packs so much contemporary female fantasy onto one island.
 So, that's taken a big weight off my shoulders.

I was supposed to be celebrating this weekend with a trip to Manchester to meet up with Janine Ashbless and Charlotte Stein, but due to a variety of unforeseen circumstances (snow, gravel, sick children, deadlines & training courses) we've had to postpone our chinwag until a later date. However, being stuck at home does mean I can focus my attention on the backlog of other projects, which looks something like this.

  • Format Blood Moon for publication.
  • Revisit Romps & Rakehells 1 and 2 ready for final submission.
  • Address the revise and resubmit I have on HHL.
  • Write a new novel proposal.
  • Complete Romps & Rakehells 3.
  • Start work on The Bloody Book 2.
  • Start work on AGW3 (it keeps being put off).
  • Update my website.
I'm also awaiting copy edits on a few projects which are likely to land in the next few weeks. All in all 2012 is rather busy.

Friday, February 03, 2012

Limited Offer Freebies

For the next 5 days you can download both Indiscretions and Woe in Kabukicho free from Amazon US & UK. So hop on over there and grab yourself a bargain.

Just to remind you what they're about:

Published by Ai Press
ISBN #  9780983374749
26th April, 2011

Eighteen months into a delicate ménage a trois relationship, and Lucerne, Viscount Marlinscar is feeling the strain. He’s engaged in a constant tug o war as both his lovers compete to win his affections. Only, Lucerne’s not so eager to choose. Matter of fact, he’s beginning to wonder if he’s not the one that’s being left out, considering the effort Vaughan and Bella pour into tormenting one another.
When the three lovers attend a society music recital jealousy again rears its head, which convinces Lucerne that it’s time to take matters into his own hands. The decision doesn’t go down at all well, particularly with Vaughan, who shows his displeasure by dishing out erotic punishments.

Amazon US  |  Amazon UK

(Short Story)
Published by Ai Press
17th September, 2010

She never sought a connection… but a chance -and deliciously erotic – encounter with a beautiful stranger in Tokyo’s pleasure ward grants her one heartfelt desire…

A visit to a host bar in Kabukicho while on a business trip to Japan results in a chance erotic and passionate encounter with Sky, an incredibly sexy man whose job it is to entertain lonely women. Mutual attraction leads to an immediate connection forming between them. When Sky then offers to take things way beyond the pouring of cocktails, she finds it impossible to refuse his illicit offer and they embark upon a night of erotic adventure together. However, what she gains is so much more than a fleeting sexual high—but the realisation of her heart’s desire.

Amazon US  |  Amazon UK

Wednesday, February 01, 2012

A Hot Spicy Read

It's release day for my Spice Brief, Gabriel's Naughty Game, and my first outing as a Harlequin author. Needless to say I'm chuffed to bits. I love this novella, which starts out as a bit of voyeurism and turns into something far more hands on. Gabriel just can't resist getting thoroughly involved.

Published by Harlequin Spice Briefs
ISBN # 9781459221413
Released: 1st February 2012 

Contemporary Erotic Romance (mmf) 

"I want to see you with another guy.".

When Gabriel tells me his fantasy, I want to laugh it off, pretend it's a joke. But I know it isn't--he's serious. I'm all for a little daring in the bedroom, but this is too risky. It gets even worse when Gabriel reveals who he wants me to sleep with: Nye, the only other man who's ever tempted me.
I soon realize there's more to Gabriel's game than simple voyeurism. But whatever Gabriel wants, Gabriel gets...

 Purchase Links: eHarlequin  All Romance ebooks

Sadly,  only the epub version is currently available. Those of you who are Kindle owners will have to wait until March, but you can pre-order a copy here.  Amazon Pre-order US | Amazon Pre-order UK

You might also like to check out a new offering from my Release Day buddy, Portia Da Costa. A Gentlewoman's Pleasure continues her Victorian set Ladies Sewing Circle Series.

London, 1890

Miss Lucy Dawson always thought she was dull compared to the other women in the Ladies' Sewing Circle, who never hesitate to share stories of their naughty exploits and fantasies. As a plain, eccentric spinster with spectacles and a bicycle, Lucy hasn't enjoyed a man's touch for years—though she yearns to experience the full pleasure of lovemaking.

Then Lucy encounters Ethan Oakley, a tantalizing stranger who reawakens her desires. And the Ladies' Sewing Circle will never believe what happens next....

Purchase links: eHarlequin  | All Romance ebooks