Fondled & Gobbled: Going Back For Seconds
How did this spoof get started? Nine authors met at Ellora’s Cave Romanticon 2012, and a writing and support group was formed: the Cabal of Hotness. We decided it would be fun to do a series of erotic spoofs, and after pitching the idea to Ellora’s Cave, Fondled and Gobbled was born. Look for more volumes coming soon!
Blurb:The virgin whose carefully planned hymen removal doesn’t work out the way all the romance novels told her it would. A busty broad doing what she can to get over her penis anxiety—assisted by a cadre of male strippers. A not-so-bright (and not so “big”) alien who comes to claim his life mate, and the Earth girl who wants to be claimed at all costs. A cursed, mute shapeshifter who needs to pop his cherry with his unsuspecting fated mate.
If you’re looking for the perfect romance with the perfect hero and heroine, this isn’t it! This is a series of spoofs, parodies, just-for-fun lighthearted take-offs. It’s for all us longtime, hard-core romance readers who can laugh at the clichés, purple prose and “suspend your disbelief” plot devices that haunt our beloved favorite genre.
Sasha Devlin’s A Special Brand of Lovin’:
Heather tried to remain contact with his marauding mouth and still keep her dress at a respectable level. The tug of war would have been laughable if she wasn’t so mortified. He was skipping steps though she could admit she didn’t want the damned slimy oysters.
A.M. Griffin’s Mate’s Desire:
Man’Darin doesn’t seem to notice my efforts. His grin is wicked and I find I like it. He chuckles low in his throat and rubs his hands together. “Time to eat.”
The combination of his smile, his red eyes and the yellow hue of his teeth suddenly creates an unknown reaction in me. I stop breathing.
Eat or eat me?
Amy Ruttan’s Wild Wolf at Midnight:
If he removed them now my imperfections would erupt from the confines of my undies like a tsunami of my pasty white skin.
And that was not flattering or sexy in the least.
“Fuck,” I cursed. I leaned over to protect my secret and headbutted Wulfe, hard, in the junk.
Cristal Ryder’s Keep‘m Coming:
Steve and Nick prowled up to her and she swore she could hear them growl low in their throats. Ravyn purred and stared back at them, her dark hair falling over her face. She began to tremble and the closer they got to her the more she shook with anticipation. Within seconds she was meat in a man sandwich.
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About the authors:
A. M. Griffin: is a wife who rarely cooks, mother of three, dog owner (and sometimes dog owned), a daughter, sister, aunt and friend. She’s a hard worker whose two favorite outlets are reading and writing. She enjoys reading everything from mystery novels to historical romances and of course fantasy romance. She is a believer in the unbelievable, open to all possibilities from mermaids in our oceans and seas, angels in the skies and intelligent life forms in distant galaxies. She has multi-publications in other genres under a different pen name.
Amy Rutan: discovered her love of the written word when she realized that she could no longer act out the fantastical romances in her head with her dolls. Writing
about delicious heroes was much more fun than playing with plastic men dolls
with the inevitable flesh-colored tighty-whities.
She loves history, the paranormal, and will spew out historical facts like a volcano, much to her dearest hubby’s chagrin.
When she’s not thinking about the next sensual romp, she’s chasing after two rug rats and reading anything spicy she can get her hands on.
Sasha Devlin: discovered erotic romance a few years ago and has been addicted ever
since. Her first read was an Ellora’s Cave title (The Changeling if you’re
keeping count) and she was blown away. Here were the stories she’d been
imagining but not finding anywhere. She’s thrilled to have found a home for the
stories that were cluttering up her head.
Though she spends her days elbows-deep in computers, Sasha’s mind is never far from some creative endeavor. If she’s not writing or reading, she’s knitting or singing (albeit poorly). No matter what she’s doing, she loves email! Feel free to contact her.
Cristal Rider: An expressionist through words and art from a young age, Cristal read her first romance at age twelve. Taylor Caldwell introduced her to passion and romance that fuelled a craving to read anything she could get her hands on. Reading long into the night until her father shouted for her to turn off the light.