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One Night in Vegas–OUT TODAY

Six BRAND-NEW stories of desire. domination, passion, and life-changing love… What if…you had only one night to make your fantasies come true, and one place to do it in?

What if…that one place was the most stylish, exclusive hotel in Las Vegas, Nevada? The Nyte, Las Vegas’ newest and most stunning resort destination, is owned by the mysterious Mr. Nyte, committed to making every one of his guest’s fantasies come true.

Sinful possibilities…

A group of your favorite spicy romance authors have let their imaginations run wild inside this glittering, limitless world, imagining one night in which passion and love change people’s lives forever…

Winner Takes All by Mari Carr

Noah enters Food Fight, a new cooking competition show airing on the Food Network. When he makes it to the finals, he scores a trip to Vegas to compete. Problem is fellow finalist Hollie has captured his attention—in and out of the kitchen.

As the competition heats up, so does the sexual tension between Hollie and Noah. One night in Vegas, their simmering need explodes into full boil. But in this contest, winner takes all. Will they choose fame over forever? Or will they claim an even bigger prize?

Stud Poker by Red Phoenix

Brad Anderson, newly appointed headmaster of the Submissive Training Center and cowboy at heart, is about to experience the mystery and magic of Vegas. He heads to the opulent Nyte hotel with his feisty companion, a furball named Cayenne, not knowing that a request for a simple massage will lead him into private game of stud poker.

In honoring his bet to scene with the shy redhead, Shey Allen, the handsome Dom will be risking far more than a sleepless night. Her big blue eyes have captured his heart—is it possible love is not far behind?

WILD Card by Angel Payne

White lace and promises…

Jen Thorne is more than ready to help her best friend tie the knot, sumptuous Vegas style—until she shows up at the rehearsal and catches sight of a surprise guest to the festivities. Sam Mackenna, a Scottish RAF pilot on loan to the Air Force for cross-training, has been the object of her secret erotic fantasies for months. But even with romance in the air, a hunk like him is hardly likely to choose a geek like her.

A kiss for luck…

When Sam and she are unexpectedly alone, the gray-eyed warrior entices Jen to share her deepest fantasies—then throws the wildest card of all into the mix. He wants to the chance to make as many of them come true before dawn’s light.

One night. The man of her dreams. A wild card worth playing, or an invitation to the biggest disaster of them all…

What if her heart gets shuffled into the deck?

Hard Hand by Sierra Cartwright

A daring adventure…

For years, Avery Fisher had been intrigued by the handsome, powerful Cole Stewart. Even though she’s fantasized about being beneath his lash, she’s never been brave enough to approach the renowned Dom.

But tonight, she’s hidden behind a mask at a glittery ball, and that gives her the confidence to be someone she’s not.

Cole would know Avery no matter how clever the disguise. Intrigued by her deception, he plays along, determined to give her exactly what she needs.

But at the end of the night, he will demand she reveal everything, not just her identity, but her true nature and the need for his dominance.

Sin City Submission by Jenna Jacob

For Quinn MacKinnon, playing with Ava Gibbs’s body is easy. Playing with his beautiful submissive’s mind will take far more patience and creativity. Gambling their future, he plots to test her limits, relishing the opportunity to push her harder than ever.

With one sexy dare after another, Quinn thrusts Ava into an extraordinary sensual journey. In a battle of wills, he wages a war for her heart. Can he persuade the strong-willed woman to surrender and become the submissive of his dreams?

No Lucky Number by Victoria Blue

Business trip or trip of a lifetime? Talia Perizkova has been working for this moment her entire career. Now, she finds herself sandwiched between two of the most eligible bachelors in the country and can barely focus on the task at hand. And that’s fine by Drake Newland and Fletcher Ford. They’ve been all business around the office, but when they get Talia to themselves off the clock, things really heat up.

Now if they can just convince her a three-way relationship could really fit into her world.Will Talia take a chance on her newly discovered feelings or is their weekend of passion destined to end them before they have a chance to begin?

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Mari Carr

Writing a book was number one on Mari Carr’s bucket list and on her thirty-fourth birthday, she set out to see that goal achieved. Too many years later, her computer is jammed full of stories — novels, novellas, short stories and dead-ends and she has nearly eighty published works.

Virginia native and high school librarian by day, Mari Carr is a New York Times and USA TODAY bestseller of contemporary erotic romance novels.

Red Phoenix

USA Today Bestselling Author Red Phoenix is an award-winning erotica author who gained popularity with her novel, Brie Learns the Art of Submission. She has won 5 reader choice awards for her various novels. When she is not writing, you can find her on Facebook or Twitter interacting with fans.

Angel Payne

USA Today bestselling romance author Angel Payne has been reading and writing her entire life, though her love for romances began in junior high, when writing with friends on “swap stories” they’d trade between classes. Needless to say, those stories involved lots of angst, groping, drama, and gooey kissing.

She began getting a paycheck for her writing in her twenties, writing record reviews for a Beverly Hills-based dance music magazine. Some years, various entertainment industry gigs, and a number of years in the hospitality industry later, Angel returned to the thing she loves the most: creating character-based romantic fiction. Along the way, she also graduated with two degrees from Chapman University in Southern California, taking departmental honors for English, before writing five historical romances for Kensington and Bantam/Doubleday/Dell.

Angel found a true home in writing contemporary-based romances that feature high heat and high concepts, focusing on memorable alpha men and the women who tame them. She has numerous book series to her credit, including the Kinky Truth series, the Secrets of Stone series (with Victoria Blue), the W.I.L.D. Boys of Special Forces series, and the acclaimedCimarron series. Temptation Court, a new series being launched through the Dark Nights Discovery project, debuts in 2016.

Angel still lives in Southern California, where she is married to her soul mate and lives on a street that looks like Brigadoon, with their awesome daughter and Lady Claire, the dog with impeccable manners. When not writing, she enjoys reading, pop culture, alt rock, cute shoes, enjoying the outdoors, and being a gym rat.

Sierra Cartwright

Winner of the 2013 Best BDSM Book of the Year award (Over The Line), the 2014 LASR Book of the Year award (In The Den), and the 2015 Golden Flogger (Crave), Sierra was born in Manchester, England where she spent her early years traipsing through castles. After living in Denver for a number of years, the internationally acclaimed author now calls Galveston, Texas, home. She loves the way history blends with Southern manners (being called “sugar” is an experience unto itself) and rich pirate lore.

She invites you to join her on a sensual journey where the limits are explored and expanded.

Jenna Jacob

Bestselling author, Jenna Jacob paints a canvas of passion, romance, and humor as her Alpha men and the feisty women who love them unravel their souls, heal their scars, and find a happy ever after kind of love. Heart-tugging, captivating, and steamy, Jenna’s books will surely leave you breathless and craving more.

A mom of four grown children, Jenna and her Alpha-Hunk-husband live in Kansas. She loves books, Harleys, music, and camping. Jenna’s zany sense of humor and lack of filter exemplify her motto: Live. Laugh. Love.

Meet her wild and wicked family in her sultry series: The Doms of Genesis. Or become spellbound by the searing love connection between Raine, Hammer, and Liam in her continuing saga: The Doms of Her Life (co-written with the amazing Shayla Black and Isabella La Pearl). Journey with couples struggling to resolve their pasts and heal their scars, to discover unbridled love and devotion in Jenna’s new contemporary series: Passionate Hearts.

Victoria Blue

Victoria Blue lives in her own portion of the galaxy known as Southern California. There she finds the love and life sustaining power of one amazing sun, two unique and awe inspiring planets and three indifferent, yet comforting moons. Life is fantastic and challenging and everyday brings new adventures to be discovered. She looks forward to seeing what’s next!

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Hot Heroes – Day Six

Every girls fantasy right? Well, maybe not Talia Periskova, but Drake Newland and Fletcher Ford are going to do everything in their power to change her mind. Maybe she’ll realize what she needs is right in front of her.

*****

I hurried after him, stammering like I couldn’t keep up with the conversation. “How—how do you know I live in UTC?”

He laughed. “What are you talking about sweet thing?”

“Stop calling me that.”

Fletcher was right behind me, reaching for the handle of the car door before I could get it for myself. He looked absolutely edible in his Wayfairers and messy hair. How did they manage to get better looking since San Diego?

“Does baby suit you better,” he teased while he swung the car door wide for me to get in.

“No.”

“Hop in while we make sure the driver gets all the bags off the plane. Honey?”

“No way.”

I slid into the back seat of the Escalade. Of course this particular model had a bench seat in the back instead of captain’s chairs. I was sure the men would sandwich me in when they got into the vehicle. I was noticing their habit of capturing me between them whenever we had an opportunity to situate ourselves somewhere.

Butterflies battled in my stomach like kamikaze pilots as I watched the two of them through the front windshield. What the hell was going on? I needed to get a grip on myself and this situation before I did something really dumb. I had to insist on getting my own hotel room. But I knew I couldn’t afford a room at The Nyte. It was a very upscale hotel and with the cosmetics show in town, and such short notice, I’d be lucky to secure a room of my own. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, trying to settle down. Something had to be done, and quickly.

“Love.” Drake slid in on my left.

“Are you kidding me?”

“I like that one best.” Fletcher folded his tall frame in on my right.

“It really rolls off the tongue.” They bantered back and forth over the top of my head.

“Please stop. Please stop all of this. I’m serious.” I was freaking out, and I think they were finally taking me seriously.

“Hey, Talia. Settle down. We’re playing around. Lighten up OK? It’s a hotel room. Not a marriage proposal. Let’s just check in, take a look around, and if you’re still uncomfortable, we can make other arrangements, OK? The last thing either of us would ever do is put you in a position you aren’t comfortable with. Trust us? We would never hurt you.” Drakes warm hand rubbed along the back of my neck, soothing my tension away like he did on the plane.

“I’m pretty sure when you see the place you’ll be fine with it. You wont even know we’re there if you don’t want to. Angel?” Fletcher gave me his killer smile after delivering his offering, and I couldn’t help but smile back.

Dammit, these two were trouble.

Big, dangerous—sexy trouble.

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Hot Heroes – Day Five

Today’s hot hero is from Jenna Jacob’s Sin City Submission. Meet Quinn.

Submission is a journey, not a destination. Sometimes stepping outside your comfort zone is unnerving. Take a peek at how Quinn and Ava begin to embark on a new road of Dominance and submission:

As if gathering his thoughts, Quinn pursed his lips, then flashed Ava a devastating smile. His eyes twinkled as he eased onto the bed beside her. She exhaled the boulder of tension from her lungs, and her heart sputtered. The heat of his body and masculine scent—a mixture of woodsy cologne and soap—surrounded her like a blanket of reassurance. Ava wanted to climb into his arms, curl up against his steely chest, and stay there for all time.

“A Master pushes limits, princess. It’s his job. I’ve been neglecting my duty to you…to us. But I intend to make that up, starting here and now.”

“You’ve not been neglecting me. You’ve been busy… We both have. Besides, I like the things we do. I…” Did she dare say it? “I know where I stand…what my role is, and where my place is in our BDSM relationship.”

“And therein lies the problem. It’s time to move past the things you like, and push to another level to find more fulfillment than we’ve experienced thus far.”

Ava’s heart sank. In a backhanded way, Quinn confirmed her biggest fear—she wasn’t meeting his expectations. What if she never attained the level he desired? What then? Would he kiss her good-bye and seek out another sub…one with more experience, who could make him happy?

The thought made her want to throw up.

Quinn cupped her chin, forcing her gaze. Studying her with his moss-colored eyes, he sliced her open like a scalpel. He’d always possessed an almost freakish ability to read her thoughts. The slash of his brow told her he’d picked up on the guilt and shortcomings that wheedled their way into her brain.

With a frown settled over his mouth, he stood and extended his hand. She stared at his wide palm and capable fingers before accepting his invitation as he helped her from the bed. His skin was hot, setting off a familiar current of electricity that tingled up her arm and sent a low vibration humming through her system.

He moved his hand to the small of her back. A ripple of delight rolled up her spine while Quinn led her across the room to a nondescript wooden door. Funny, she hadn’t noticed the portal when she’d unpacked. Of course, her mind had been focused on other things.

She watched as he lifted a small key from his pocket. With a tiny snick, the lock disengaged and the door swung open. Peering inside, Ava sucked in a gasp.

A hidden dungeon unfolded before her. The scent of leather permeated her senses as she skimmed a gaze over the numerous paddles, crops, and whips suspended by individual hooks along the wall. Every type of BDSM implement, from innocuous to frightening, was at Quinn’s disposal. There were several pieces of dungeon furniture, as well. A thickly padded table, spanking bench, and sturdy-looking suspension frame, but Ava’s eyes stilled on the massive St. Andrews cross, situated in the middle of the room.

Her mouth went dry. While she’d experienced some of the implements in private play with Quinn, like the flogger, nipple clamps, and crop, she’d only seen some of the other toys, like whips and quirts, used on other subs at Club Genesis.

A palpable wave of Dominance rolled off Quinn’s body, lending an air of formality to the atmosphere. Ava knew he’d purposefully acquired this special room for more than a relaxing session with a thuddy, heavy flogger followed by hours of lovemaking. He aimed to make their time together in the private dungeon serious and memorable.

A tiny shudder passed through her. Did she have the mettle to buck up and venture into the unknown without leaving claw marks on the drywall? She wasn’t sure, but she knew she had to try and meet his Dominant needs.

“Before we begin,” Quinn began, placing his strong hands on her shoulders and turning her to face him. “I am pleased with you, princess. You bring me much joy and happiness, and the power you give me…well, I couldn’t be a prouder Master.”

She leveled him with a wide-eyed stare. Yes, he’d read every one of her insecurities as if she were an open book.

“This isn’t a test of your submission, my love. It’s simply an exploration of fantasies…yours and mine.”

 

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Hot Heroes – Day Four

Hot Heroes week continues with an excerpt from Sierra Cartwright’s Hard Hand. Meet Cole.

“You’re a submissive,” he said, suddenly tiring of the niceties. Cole often worked undercover, and he was skilled at blending in. He could adapt to any environment, appear to be anyone. But a BDSM scene was the one place he was completely himself. No pretenses. For right this moment, he was okay with the fact that she wanted to shield her identity, but that didn’t mean he’d put up with any further prevarication. If she wanted the play, he wanted to get on with it. “And you know I’m a Dom.”

“I…” She licked her upper lip.

“Admit it.” He leaned in a little closer to her, not enough to intimidate her but enough to let her know that, to him, there were no other people in the room. “Something in you responds to me intuitively, female to male. You may want to deny what I’m saying, but you can’t. You won’t.”

Avery flicked a glance at the floor before obviously catching herself and looking back up at him. It was enough to let him know she was a true submissive, one well suited to his tastes.

“What color is your thong?”

“I’m sorry?”

She lifted a glass of champagne from a passing waiter’s tray, but Cole took it from her.

“If you’d like this conversation to go any further, you’re not drinking anything other than soft drinks or water. Your choice.”

“Sparkling water,” she said.

“Lime?”

“Yes. Please.”

He ordered her drink at the bar, then returned to her. “I’m waiting for your answer.”

“How do you know I’m wearing a thong?”

“No panty lines. And you don’t strike me as a woman who would skip her foundation garments unless her Dom told her to.” He grinned. “How’d I do?”

“Black.”

“Lacy.” It wasn’t a question.

“Yes.”

“Take it off.”

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Hot Heroes – Day Three

Is everyone ready for Angel Payne’s Scottish dream Sam Mackenna? Come take a look at what revs this RAF pilot’s jets with an excerpt from WILD Card:

He stopped her with another kiss. Dug his hand against her scalp, locking her head in place. Stabbed his tongue against hers, as if needing to strip off the words she’d just uttered. When he let her mouth go, he kept his hand in place. Dragged her head back up so he could impale her stare with his. The command in his grip was as compelling as the force in his eyes, once more driving in like that fresh poker, scalding its way onto her psyche, searing its way into her soul.

“I want to spank you again, Jenny.”

She swallowed. “I know.” Ohhh God, how she did. All the silver spikes in his gaze had told her so.

“I still don’t want to be gentle about it.”

“I…I know.”

He dragged in a rocky breath. “Do you?”

“Of—of course. I pissed you off. And you’re a Dominant.” And I want you to punish me. To control me.

Yes, please…

“No.” He shook his head fiercely. “No, you don’t understand. The punishin’…it’s done. But I’m not.” He pushed in, smashing his lips to hers.

“God help me, my burners are just starting to fire.” His hand twisted tighter in her hair. “Nothing I feel about you is civilized, woman. It hasn’t been for quite a while.”

Her senses swam in a thick fog. It felt so good. Everything about him felt so good. “You…really mean that, don’t you?”

“I do.”

Her lips lifted. Only one glass of wine but everything was limp and carefree, as if she’d had the whole bottle. “I had no idea.”

“Disguised it that well, did I?” He curled a smile of his own. “When all I thought about, walkin’ into your little office every mornin’, was how to get you exactly like this. Wait—no.” He swung around to mount the bed, wrapping an arm around her waist to pull her with him. She now knelt on the mattress, wrists tethered to the bedpost, ass high and presented to him. “Exactly like this,” he revised with a growl.

Jen lowered her head between her arms. The pose, so submissive, also felt completely right. “Thank you for the clarification, Sir.”

“Sir?” Another satisfied vibration from his chest. “So that’s how it is, hmmm?”

“Is there…a problem with that?” She finished by subtly wiggling her ass, though it was no small feat. With his hand sweeping back and forth across her cheeks, spreading the heat of his first swats, it was all she could do to be coy. She needed more of him, so damn badly. Needed him to touch her in other places…illicit places…

“Not a problem at all.” But while his voice approved, he pulled his hands away. Bafflement struck, but only for a second. A fresh wave of arousal took over—as Sam reached to a control panel embedded in the bed’s footboard. After he pushed a button, the mattress began to raise up—but only beneath her legs. She would’ve laughed aloud, if the action didn’t heat her sex in a hundred new ways. A control number bed, the D/s version. Was there any end to what the Nyte’s creators had dreamed up in the way of kinky delights?

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Hot Heroes – Day Two

Hot Heroes week continues with an excerpt from Red Phoenix and Stud Poker. Meet Brad!

It would be so easy to take her—to pull Shey down to the floor and tear her panties off so he could bury his cock deep inside her, but he knew it would compromise this rare connection between them.

“As a gentleman, I am required to honor the parameters of our scene, no matter how much I wish to do otherwise.”

Shey groaned with unsated desire.

Her desperate cry almost broke his resolve. “Slave, I believe it’s time you felt the bite of my whip.”

The girl suddenly tensed, her burning desire instantly transforming into fearful excitement. “How do I do this? I mean…how…do you want me?”

Brad growled lustfully, “I want you to turn around. Lean against the frame of the door so your ass is displayed for whipping.”

She turned around and nervously felt for the frame with her fingers.

“Pull your thong down to your knees, girl.”

Shey made a charming sight as she wiggled the garment down, exposing a hint of her red pussy as she bent over to lean against the doorframe. She arched her back, her long, wavy copper hair cascading down it as she gripped the cold metal with white knuckles.

“I could stare at you for hours…”

“Thank you, Master.”

“While I may take pleasure in looking at you, I enjoy the whip far too much to remain idle for long. Keep your legs together and lean further forward. I’m about to pinken that pretty ass of yours.”

She giggled nervously as she followed his instructions.

Brad unfurled the whip and snapped it, grinning when he saw her flinch. “Are you feeling brave, my young slave?”

She held her head up higher and said loudly, “I am, Master.”

“Courageous enough to take the bite of my whip?”

She hesitated for only a second before answering, “I believe so.”

He chuckled. “An honest answer. I appreciate that.”

Brad warmed up his arm and cracked the whip next to her ear, relishing when she cried out in surprise.

“Are you aware the room is completely soundproof? No one will hear you when you scream.” She shuddered where she stood. “Color, slave?”

“Still green, Master.”

“Remember to call out your safeword at any point. There’s no shame in honoring your limit.”

Shey nodded, but he could see she was shaking as she waited for the first stroke.

“You must relax, if you want to feel the brilliance of my instrument.” She stopped shaking for a moment, but her fear took over again, and she began shivering even more.

Brad lowered his whip as approached her, making low noises the way he used to when he calmed horses as a boy. Shey responded the same way a filly would, pausing and then turning slightly to his voice as her body began to visibly relax.

“There is no reason to fear my whip. Tonight I will simply teach you its unique character.”

She nodded, laughing at herself. “I trust you.”

“Good.” He pulled back her hair to expose her delicate ear and whispered, “It’s okay to fear. It is a natural response to something new and potentially harmful. The key is to transform your fear into expectation.”

“Yes…” she agreed, panting as he kissed her on the earlobe, before leaving a trail of light kisses down her neck.

“Remember my intent as you wait for the first stroke.”

“What is your intent, Master?” she asked nervously as he moved away.

“To please you, slave.”

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Hot Heroes Week!

As we count down to the release of One Night in Vegas next Tuesday, we thought we’d celebrate the hot heroes taking part in this anthology of all new erotic romance stories!

Today’s hero is Noah Lewis from Winner Takes All by moi!

“Hollie.”

The way he used her name threw her off-guard. In her mind, she’d

always been someone else in her fantasy, someone adventurous, exotic, a hell of a lot more interesting than plain old Hollie Mills from Carlisle, Pennsylvania.

She jerked when she backed herself against one of the tall posts at the bottom of the bed. She started to twist toward the left, intent on running away, but Noah anticipated her move before she made it.

He gripped her arms with a strength that should have terrified her. Instead, her traitorous body reacted instantly. Her nipples budded, her panties went wet and a flash of pure electricity shot straight to her pussy, leaving her breathless and on the verge of begging.

While Hollie struggled to regain control of her overwhelming need, Noah made short work of securing her hands behind her back, around the post of the bed. She tugged and expected the silk to give way, but Noah wasn’t playing around. Apparently he knew his stuff when it came to knots.

Without hesitance, his fingers worked free the buttons of her blouse until it hung open, revealing her simple white bra. She wished she’d realized her night was going to take such an amazing turn. She would have gone for Hootchie Mama over Catholic Schoolgirl. Her plain white panties were worse than the bra. They weren’t exactly granny style, but they were damn close.

Of course, given the way Noah studied her breasts, his gaze practically stroking her cleavage, it appeared he didn’t mind.

She bumped against the post roughly when his hands reached for the fastening of her skirt. For the past nine months, she had lived in a constant state of horniness, but now that she was here, the moment of truth at hand, everything was going too fast.

“Noah,” she gasped.

His hands left her skirt, his fingers tangling in her hair, tugging it with a force that had her scalp tingling and her eyes watering. It also had her so fucking turned on, she wasn’t completely sure she hadn’t just had a mini- orgasm.

“Master,” he said gruffly. “You will only call me Master.”

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Quote of the Day

“Social change is better achieved by being for something than against something.” – Helene Gayle

Appearances

I have two scheduled book signings in 2016 so far.

I will be attending the RT Booklover’s Convention in Las Vegas the week of April 12-17. The giant book signing is on April 16 from 10:30 – 2 p.m. From the convention website: Meet more than 650 authors who will autograph books, posters and bookmarks. Bring your “keepers” and have them signed! This event is open to the public, and tickets can be purchased for just the Giant Book Fair. You can purchase a ticket at the door the day of the event. Pre-ordered tickets will be picked up at the hotel on the day of the Giant Book Fair. You can bring two books from home per author to the Giant Book Fair on Saturday. However, you can only bring 10 books from home into the book fair ballroom at a time. There will be a book check area where you can store your extra books and swap them out for 10 more and then you can re-enter the room.

And in October, I will be traveling to sunny Florida for the Shameless Book Conference. The conference is JUST OUTSIDE the entrance to Universal. Can anyone say HARRY POTTER WORLD???? The list of authors is growing every day. This is one conference you do NOT want to miss.