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“It’s never too late to have a second honeymoon.”

“Did you forget the end of the world stuff?”

~ Cassidy McKay


Happy Birthday to the Midnight Seductions Authors! 


~Cassidy McKay

Adrianne Brennan     Mary Suzanne     CJ England     Elizabeth Black

Beth Wylde     AJ Llewellyn     Adriana Kraft     Cassidy McKay

Kissa Starling     Qwillia Rain 



Hey everyone!  I’ve been working hard on my WIP’s and just realized that most of my books are now available on Amazon for your Kindle, computers, etc.  I have a Nook myself and use it constantly, but I am addicted to Amazon for movies, TV shows and just miscellaneous stuff.  I’ll buy a book on there if I can’t find it elsewhere, but prefer to put them on my Nook.

How about you? Where do you buy most of your books? Publisher’s website? Amazon? Barnes & Noble? All Romance Ebooks?


By the way, I’m in the middle of revamping my website, so look for some new designs soon! In the meantime, if you’d like to check out what I have available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble, here are the links to my author pages there. I’d love it if you’d “like” my author page and my books pages so more people can find me there.

Cassidy on Amazon
Cassidy on Barnes & Noble
Cassidy on All Romance Ebooks
Cassidy at Changeling Press (here’s where you’ll find my newest releases!)

Sorry about the delay, I’ve been working hard on my latest book (Shifting Focus) for the Protect & Serve series at Changeling Press and got lost in it.  Isn’t that a good thing?

The winner of the $10 gift card for Barnes & Noble or Amazon.com is Emiliana25.  Please e-mail me at cassidymckay at gmail dot com and let me know which one you prefer.

The winner of their choice of my book from my backlist is JuneM!  Take a look at my books at http://www.cassidymckay.com and e-mail me your choice at the e-mail address above.

Congratulations to the winners, and thank you all for your comments and visiting my blog.  I hope you enjoyed the excerpts!



My Six Sentence Sunday contribution for this week is a sexy snippet from a novella I have coming out with Changeling Press in March entitled Protect and Serve: Shifting Focus.  It’s an erotic romance–so be warned. 😉



Griff Monroe  is a government mercenary working undercover. He’s assigned to a case in San Francisco, California where Sophia Lorello works as a firefighter. To her extreme annoyance, she’s ordered away from her job to pick him up from the airport.

This scene is just as he comes out of the airport and sees her for the first time, deciding she’s the perfect cover for his mission.  So he greets her like a long-lost lover.  Surprise!

But when you’re going undercover to catch a killer, you never know who might be watching.


My breath catches as he kisses me, his lips firm and warm. The sultry scratch of his beard chafes my face in a way that makes every nerve ending stand up and take notice…twice. Every inch of my body comes alive as he moves closer, his hard to my soft—molding like hot, melted chocolate topping over a frosty bowl of ice cream.

The tip of his tongue teases the separation of mine, asking—not demanding—entrance. A shiver of anticipation slides up my spine, piquing my curiosity and flat-out drenching my panties with cream. I squirm, the aching rush of awareness flushing my good sense to somewhere south of Who-The-Fuck-Cares.


Hope you enjoyed the snippet!


You can view more of the Six Sentence Sunday participants here: http://www.sixsunday.com/

After coaxing the ornery little kitten Gomez awake, and then convincing him he REALLY wanted to play with the crumpled up pieces of paper in a bowl,  WE HAVE OUR WINNERS!!

E-book winners (Julie & Jocelyn), please take a look at my website at: http://www.cassidymckay.com and e-mail me with your choice of book at cassidymckay AT gmail DOT com.
Gift certificate winner (Laura H), please e-mail me and let me know if you’d like an amazon.com or barnes & noble.com gift certificate.
You each have one week from today (December 19, 2011) to claim your prize by e-mailing me.  I will also attempt to contact the winners by e-mail.
Congratulations to all of the winners, and thank you for visiting my blog for the blog hop. I hope you’ll come back and have some more fun with me!

Hey all!  I’m basking in the wintry weather up here in Washington. It’s almost like it’s December or something!  How strange is that? I’m participating in the Stuff Your Stockings Blog Hop this year with almost 200 other authors~so start your hopping!

I’ll roll them all little balls and have the new kitten, Gomez, snatch the winners at the end of the blog hop (he just LOVES smacking around paper!).

Why would I do something like this?  Well, I love the season, and I just can’t resist playing with the silly little kitten.  He showed up a few weeks ago after being caught by a pack of dogs out in the below-freezing weather. So we brought him in, doctored him up, thawed and fed him, and he never left.  It’s my husband’s fault, really.  Seriously, he’s a big old softy.

Okay, that and I have a brand-new holiday release at Changeling Press. White Hot Christmas: Christmas Stalkings is an erotic story about a very very naughty elf who just wants to please all the BIG boys and girls with his special brand of adult toys. White Hot Christmas: Christmas Stalkings by Cassidy McKay available now at Changeling Press!

White Hot Christmas: Christmas Stalkings
by Cassidy McKay
What’s a Christmas Elf to do when he wants to sex up the North Pole a bit? Make adult toys, of course!
When Henry’s Elven magic goes awry, Santa’s workshop will never be the same.

Here’s a naughty excerpt from the story (rated R–be warned!)

Additional warnings: LAUGHTER & SPEW ALERTS — Do not attempt to drink any liquids during the reading of this story. This could cause major damage to electrical appliances, romantic evenings and scare the animals.  You’ve been warned.


Abby stumbled into the kitchen for a drink without bothering to turn the lights on. The ambient glow from the streetlight was usually enough for her to find her way. Yet tonight, the glow was absent.

Maybe it’s cloudy outside.

She felt her way along the wall and crossed the dining room toward the kitchen, only to run into a solid wall where there shouldn’t be one. Abby stuck out her hands, and felt… skin. Warm, solid, muscled, skin, dusted with hair. Male skin.

She screamed, prompting another warm, solid, muscled male body to slide behind her, his hand gently covering her mouth. She was bracketed by them in an almost naked Abby sandwich.

No way, Jose! I’ve seen this kind of movie too many times. I’m not gonna end up on the wrong side of a slasher film with screeching music after letting some strangers feel me up.

The man in front of her framed her face with his hands as if he wanted to kiss her, so she placed her palms on either side of his waist as he drew near, pulling him just a little bit closer.


The guy in front of her went down with a whimper, her sharp knee right on target. She flung her head back toward the man behind her, hoping he was close enough and short enough for her skull to hit him in the face.
She was correct on both guesses, and the second man went down. Abby ran for her cell phone and the front door, dialing 9-1-1 as she fumbled with the locks.

The phone went dead. Dropping the useless thing, she undid four of the locks by feel before she heard the men stirring. She shot a glance behind her and doubled her efforts, only to find all the locks re-secured when she turned the light on. “Holy crap! What the hell is going on?” I know I undid those locks. I’ve done it a thousand times.

“We’re your Christmas presents, Abby.” A man’s pained voice sounded from the bodies she’d left near the kitchen.

Abby turned toward them after glancing again at the dead cell phone. The locks, she couldn’t explain.

The men rose shakily, helping each other up. Two nearly identical “steaming hot, muscled hunks of love,” her girlfriends at work would call them. She could easily imagine her friends pushing each other out of the way to shove crisp dollar bills down the men’s tight, brightly colored little thongs.

Thongs in Chicago in December? Oh no. “Uhm… you said you were my Christmas presents?”

They nodded in tandem.

“Did Mandy and Kim send you? I told them not to get me anything for Christmas, damn it!”

The men shrugged, and the one with the bloodied nose pulled a towel away from his face. “We don’t know who sent us, Abby, just that we’re here to grant your every desire.”

“Great. How about you start by cleaning the bathroom? I hate doing that. Or are you strictly the dancing and dollar bill type?”

They glanced at each other in confusion, and she groaned when their eyes widened in obvious interest while they checked each other out. She had to admit, her friends definitely had good taste in eye candy. Completely delicious, from the top of their heads, past their broad, muscled chests, ripped abs, over their miniscule thongs, down their perfectly sculpted legs, and all the way down to their feet. One of which, on each man, was covered in an odd sock that looked suspiciously like the ones from her window sill.

She sighed in disappointment as they completely ignored her for each other. “The bathroom’s that way, guys.” She pointed down the hall, and strode into the bedroom to dress and down a couple of aspirin for the pounding headache she felt starting. “Just my luck. Two gorgeous men at my beck and call, bought and paid for… and they’re gay. Figures.” She shut the door on her fantasies and changed into her sweats.


“Oh yeah, shove it in there! Harder! Harder!”

The enthusiastic shout coming from her bathroom had Abby rushing to finish dressing. No way. No fucking way! They couldn’t be… not in her bathroom!

“Wait, it’s too tight.” The other voice sounded strained, panting hard. “I don’t think it’s going to fit — oh, there it goes!” A disgusting sound squirted wetly, the sound coming faster and faster as the men cheered themselves on, breathing harder and harder.

“Who knew there would be so much suction?”

“Damn, it’s kind of dirty, don’t you think?”

She stood outside the bathroom door, hesitating. It was swung closed, but not entirely shut. Just a little push, and it would swing open wider…

No, that would be disturbing their privacy.

Still unsure, she nudged the door with her foot. Oops. She peeked through the slight gap in the door, feeling kind of naughty, but ready for a little man-on-man action to liven up her Christmas Eve.

White Hot Christmas: Christmas Stalkings is available now at Changeling Press!
~ Cassidy
Here’s the rest of the blog hop authors–enjoy your hopping!

Participating Authors (Click name to visit site)


I got my Christmas present a day early!
My new White Hot Christmas release: Christmas Stalkings is available now at Changeling Press!
I hope you’ll enjoy my little excerpt as much as I enjoyed writing the book. I have to say, I laughed the entire time I was writing it.  Yes, my family thought I was crazy–but then again, they always do!
I’m also doing lots of fun things the next two weeks to celebrate the release, I hope you’ll join me for some holiday cheer and a chance to win some fun prizes!
Details are on my website:   http://www.cassidymckay.com Cassidy McKay
Henry removed his socks, took a quick sniff and shrugged, then hung them on the windowsill. They looked oddly out of place in an apartment that had little to recommend it for the holiday season.
A siren wailed in the distance, quickly blending into the background noise of the city. Tilting his head, the Elf considered the implications of a siren, then ignored it. It’s not really breaking and entering if I didn’t break anything to enter, right?
He rummaged through several of his pockets to bring out a Christmas tree-shaped air freshener, brushed the lint off, and hung it on the window between the stockings with a little suction cup.
With a twinkle of his eye and a gentle twist to his left nipple ring, a bright purple pulse of magic surrounded the items and then faded away. He squinted, looking closer. It couldn’t have been purple. Christmas magic is supposed to be red and green.
He stood back to stare at his makeshift decorations. For a disbarred Elf, he hadn’t done too badly. At least The Claus hadn’t taken away his magic… yet. The hearing wasn’t until after the New Year, anyway.
His last attempt to bring a little joy into people’s lives rushed back as if it were only yesterday. Then he smiled in wry humor — it was only yesterday! But Holy Pointed Elven Ears, what a day…
Henry really hadn’t meant to cause a ruckus in the Toy Shoppe. He’d just tried to sex up the place a little bit. Everyone seemed to think Christmas Elves were little green androgynous drones with pointy ears, endlessly building toys for good little boys and girls.
Not Henry. Well, he did have the pointy ears, and he did like to build toys. But he really preferred adult toys. He’d brought some of his new inventions to work to present to Mr. and Mrs. Claus and the Approval Committee. Unfortunately, his magic was rather unpredictable at best — and the toys he invented were made with magic.
Foregoing the simple red and green Christmas magic Elves usually used to make toys, he preferred using the rarer, more dangerous purple magic — the kind adult Elves used in secret. However, his attempts at building toys using either type of magic didn’t always make them work the way they were intended to, no matter how good his intentions.
Yesterday’s incident probably fell into the “Worse than disastrous” category. He’d finally been invited to show the Committee his inventions. He was nervous, but he’d put on a good face, even when minor things started going haywire. Things went from bad to worse faster than a reindeer could land on a rooftop.
First, Santa reached into the sack on the table before the Committee and brought out what looked like a toy statue. The tiny female figure it portrayed was buxom, to say the least. The old man’s eyebrows rose and his glasses slipped down his nose when he noticed her black leather corset, short skirt and thigh-high leather boots. Santa’s brows knit together and he glanced at Henry, ignoring the Elf’s frantic scrambling to grab the statue.
“No Santa, don’t push that button, I haven’t fixed it yet…”
Santa pushed the button on the back of the statue.
In the twinkle of an eye and a whirl of purple sparkling magic, the outfit disappeared from the statue, leaving a fully developed, anatomically correct doll, complete with pierced nipples and neatly shaven pubes.
Henry watched as Santa’s mouth dropped open in shock and the old man’s knit brows whipped into a furious frown. “Henry!”
“Santa, I can explain…”
The loud, shared gasp coming from the Committee cut Henry’s explanation short. Santa turned quicker than a wink to see his formerly demure wife now dressed in the wicked outfit that had just been on the doll.
The black leather gear revealed a savagely curved, white-haired, vintage sex goddess worthy of hours of devoted worship. The lethal-looking whip dangling from her hand only added to the spicy image.
Santa’s tenting pants told Henry he noticed, too. More tents arose from the Committee. Could this be a tentative approval?
Mrs. Claus cautiously moved the whip in her hand, watching it writhe with the slightest touch. A naughty smile curved her lips as she gave the whip a swift crack, landing a satisfying snap near Santa. She raised an eyebrow, looking first at Henry, then the doll, and finally at her husband advancing toward her with a telltale twinkle in his eye.
Henry suddenly remembered the other magic he’d installed with the doll. Attitude Plus. Inhibitions zero. “Uhm, Santa? You might want to reconsider…”
“Shut up, Henry,” Mr. and Mrs. Claus said in tandem, their eyes locked on one another.
Mrs. Claus turned toward the door, her deliciously shaped ass outlined in smooth black leather. She walked away in the fuck-me-heeled boots as if born to lead, striding forward with a swinging gait as the leather skirt danced around the top of her dimpled thighs. She turned the lock on the Committee door with a quiet snick.
ISBN: 978-1-60521-740-6
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Copyright (c)2011 Cassidy McKay


Don’t forget!  Changeling Press is having a White Hot Christmas Contest. You can win free books for a year!


Visual Seduction – Danielle hasn’t felt free to share her exhibitionism fantasy with her lover…until now!
Christmas Stalkings Coming Dec 16th – When Henry’s elven magic goes awry, Santa’s workshop will never be the same. 

Romance Author Cassidy McKay