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January 14, 2016
One Night in Vegas
One of the most exciting romance box sets of the year is here–for a very special pre-order price!
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 airingon the Food Network. When he makes it to the finals, he scores a trip to Vegasto compete. Problem is fellow finalist Hollie has captured his attention—in andout of the kitchen.
As the competition heats up, so does the sexualtension between Hollie and Noah. One night in Vegas, their simmeringneed explodes into full boil. But in this contest, winner takes all. Willthey 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
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!
January 11, 2016
Quote of the Day
“Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.” – Roald Dahl
January 5, 2016
Elegant Seduction
The Trinity Masters series continues. The secret society is saving the world…one arranged menage marriage at a time!
Elegant Seduction
A CIA asset, an heiress and a corporate mediator
Trinity Masters, book 6
Sebastian has dedicated his life to upholding the ideals of the Trinity Masters. However, when his best friend, Juliette, is named Grand Master, he knows secrets he’s harbored will be revealed. While he expects Juliette to be angry, he does not expect her to call him to the altar, to bind him to a stranger, Grant, and to Elle, the woman who’s haunted his dreams for years.
Then Juliette reveals a secret of her own. There’s evil at play in the secret society and she needs him to root it out. Sebastian has no choice but to go undercover to spy on his own trinity. As the danger surrounding the trio grows, Sebastian is forced to choose between loyalty and love.
Because reluctantly bound to Elle and Grant or not, Sebastian can’t deny the pair have earned their place in his soul.
Chapter One
Sebastian Stewart walked through the front doors of the Boston Public Library like a man with a noose around his neck. He had returned to the States at the ass crack of dawn that morning and headed straight to the legacy house, in hopes of catching Juliette there. He and his best friend—the new Grand Master—had some air to clear. A lot of it. He’d fucked up big time and had returned to Boston with the knowledge that he would have to work overtime to convince his oldest and dearest friend that he was truly sorry.
However, he hadn’t found Juliette at the house the two of them shared with several other legacies of the Trinity Masters. Being raised as part of the elite, ultra-secret society came with some nice perks. One main bonus was the connections Sebastian had to very wealthy, successful members of society.
His family, like Juliette’s, had been part of the Trinity Masters since the inception. Sebastian’s parents, his two moms and his father, were high-ranking officials working in various areas of the Department of Justice. His biological mother was the head of the DOJ cybersecurity department, while his “Aunt Joyce” was a professor at Quantico. His dad was just recently named Deputy Director of the DEA after spending years in the field as one of the department’s top agents.
When he considered his upbringing, he decided it shouldn’t have come as any big shock to Juliette that he’d followed in his family’s footsteps and pursued a career with the CIA.
However, it was a surprise. Because for the past few years, he’d lied to her, claimed he was employed as an aid worker. The lies hadn’t rested easy on his shoulders, but he hadn’t had a choice when it came to revealing the truth to her.
What he had found at the legacy house was a letter taped to the door of his bedroom. He hadn’t spoken to Juliette and he hadn’t told her he was coming home. Apparently it didn’t matter. The Grand Master was keeping tabs on him. Sebastian had opened the letter, breaking the wax seal on the ornate envelope with a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.
The contents of the letter were the reason he was now dodging tourists in the front lobby of the public library, his head pounding due to lack of sleep, stress, and a healthy amount of pure fury.
She’d called him to the altar.
Juliette, in a pique of anger, had decided to punish him by setting him up with his trinity. He couldn’t believe she was so furious with him that she’d seek revenge in such a petty, immature, lifelong way. And the worst part was she’d set up the ceremony knowing exactly what time his flight was landing, ensuring he wouldn’t have time to talk to her beforehand.
He bypassed the library elevator and headed for the stairs. He needed to blow off some steam, to try to burn off some of this red-hot rage. When he reached the third floor, he made his way along the dingy aisle to the rare books room. Once inside the tiny room, he crossed to the storage closet door. As always, there was no one in the room. It was simple enough to enter the closet without being seen. He moved the book cart aside and pressed the secret button that revealed an ancient elevator.
Sebastian glanced at his watch and scowled. He was cutting it close. As it was, he’d barely have time to find the dressing room and don his robe before the bell rang to signal him into the chamber. Juliette had timed her revenge well.
The difference between the third floor of the library and the elegant hallway he found himself in when he stepped off the elevator never failed to feel like culture shock. Upstairs, the floors were covered in wall-to-wall carpeting that was thirty years past its prime, held to the floor with duct tape and dirt. In the Trinity Masters’ chambers, the floors were pristine, sparkling granite that screamed of prestige, sophistication, power.
He walked down the corridor and took a deep, steadying breath as he approached the dressing rooms. He passed B and C before standing outside his own assigned room, A. Glancing at the closed doors, he could only assume that his future partners were ensconced inside, donning their own robes, waiting with nervous anticipation and the realization that their lives were about to change forever.
His temper flared hot once more. This was bullshit. No matter what lies he had told to Juliette in the past, everything he’d done had been to protect her, with the best interest of the Trinity Masters at heart.
The Trinity Masters protected the country—and they’d been doing so since his forefathers helped dump some tea into the harbor. To be a member of the Trinity Masters meant giving your life to the society and its cause. And if that meant you lied to your best friend about what you really did, then you lied. And if you had to hack your best friend’s email on behalf of the U.S. government, then you hacked it.
In her heart, she knew that being a member meant getting your hands dirty, meant doing things that might seem unsavory, but were necessary. When they’d been teenagers she’d taken the high moral ground—a rebellion against her father, the Grand Master.
Now, Juliette was the Grand Master, had clearly found his file, and she was using her newfound power. For her to fuck with his life so carelessly was unforgivable.
He had returned to Boston to apologize. If Juliette went through with this, if she pledged his life to two strangers chosen specifically to punish him, then the apology would be hers to issue.
And he wouldn’t accept it.
December 28, 2015
Quote of the Day
“There are no faster or firmer friendships than those formed between people who love the same books.” -Irving Stone
December 24, 2015
Happy Holidays!
I come from a family of amazing cooks and for me, so much of the season is wrapped up in looking forward to those special dishes I only get once a year. So…I thought I’d share some of those recipes with you.
Here’s hoping everyone has a wonderful holiday full of good food, family and friends, laughter and wine!
From my family’s kitchen to yours!
O’Henry Bars
1 cup corn syrup
1 cup sugar
1 ½ cups peanut butter
6 cups Special K cereal
6 oz. each Semi-sweet chocolate and butterscotch chips
Bring corn syrup and sugar to a boil, stirring constantly. Remove from heat. Add peanut butter. Mix with Special K and push into a 9×13 pan. Melt chocolate and butterscotch chips in microwave about one minute. Stir, then microwave for one minute more. Spread on top. Cut into squares and Enjoy!
Crab dip
Mix together:
1 pound crabmeat (Costco has a nice tub that’s not too pricey)
1 TBSP Worcestershire Sauce
1 block softened cream cheese
1 TBSP milk
Minced onion
Sprinkle Old Bay to taste
Cover with Colby Jack cheese
Bake at 375 degrees for 15 minutes
Serve with Wheat Thins
Party Rolls
1 pkg. small rolls
1 pkg. sliced ham
1 pkg. Swiss cheese
Cut ham and cheese into squares to fit size of rolls. Split rolls and add ham and cheese. Place filled rolls in a baking dish.
Combine:
1 stick melted butter
½ tsp. Worcestershire Sauce
1 tbsp. chopped onion
1 tbsp. poppy seeds
1 ½ tbsp. yellow mustard
Pour over rolls. Set aside until absorbed. Cover and bake 15 minutes at 350 degrees.
December 21, 2015
Quote of the Day
“It’s hard to beat a person who never gives up.” – Babe Ruth
December 14, 2015
Quote of the Day
“Whenever you think it’s the end, it’s probably just the start of something else.” – Jen Gotch
December 13, 2015
Chance to win $50
Monday, December 14 is the last day to enter to win a $50 gift card to Amazon by simply posting a review of Elemental Pleasure. Previously posted reviews count too! Details can be found here.
And did you know there is a Trinity Masters Facebook group? If you’re a fan of the series, please join the fun as we countdown to the release of book six, Elegant Seduction, on January 5. Available for preorder now!
Elegant Seduction
A CIA asset. An heiress. A corporate mediator.
Sebastian has dedicated his life to upholding the ideals of the Trinity Masters. However, when his best friend, Juliette, is named Grand Master, he knows secrets he’s harbored will be revealed. While he expects Juliette to be angry, he does not expect her to call him to the altar, to bind him to a stranger, Grant, and to Elle, the woman who’s haunted his dreams for years.
Then Juliette reveals a secret of her own. There’s evil at play in the secret society and she needs him to root it out. Sebastian has no choice but to go undercover to spy on his own trinity. As the danger surrounding the trio grows, Sebastian is forced to choose between loyalty and love.
Because reluctantly bound to Elle and Grant or not, Sebastian can’t deny the pair have earned their place in his soul.
December 7, 2015
Quote of the Day
“No one know you better than you. Except maybe your mother.” – Lea Michele
December 1, 2015
How about another shot?
Today marks the re-release of Tequila Truth. Not going to lie. This book holds a very special place in my heart. It was my “first” menage. I blushed the entire time I wrote it, but in the end, Kylie, Heath and Colt were three of my all-time favorite characters. The book has a new look. And while I went through the story and “cleaned house”, the book is the same. I just tweaked some newbie writing. If you bought this back in 2008, you’ve got the story. No need to repurchase it. BUT…if you missed it the first time around, I certainly hope you’ll give it a look now.
One is the loneliest number, two’s company, but three is a dream come true.
The rules of Tequila Truth are simple. Shots are poured, a question asked, and only absolute truth can be the answer. Kylie has been playing the game with her roommates, Colt and Heath, since their freshmen year of college.
On his twenty-fifth birthday, Heath poses a question: “What is your ultimate sex fantasy?” While Colt and Heath’s fantasies are too hot for words, it’s Kylie’s sex dream that hits a little too close to home for all of them. Her wish? A ménage a trois with two men, complete with bondage and a bit of spanking for good measure.
Colt and Heath are only too willing to make Kylie’s fantasies come true and they make a proposal—one no-holds-barred, sexed-up weekend where nothing is off the menu. The only question is, come Monday, will their platonic relationship survive the passion?
Includes a bonus free story, Naughty is Nice
During the holidays, sometimes the nicest things are the naughtiest. Joy is making a heck of an erotic wish list for St. Nick this year. Lucky for her, she’s been a very, very good girl.
Excerpt:
“What is your ultimate sex fantasy?” Heath filled the shot glasses with Jose Cuervo
Colt grinned while Kylie groaned. “Christ. Surely we’ve answered that one before?” She knew they hadn’t, but this particular question made her uncomfortable. Quite frankly, she didn’t think her two testosterone-laden buddies were ready to hear about her fantasies. They believed her desires to be somewhat chaste. Silly men.
The trio had been following this same tradition since the early days of their friendship. Kylie initiated the celebration, calling it Tequila Truth, explaining that birthdays should be a time of reflection. The concept of the game was simple. The birthday boy—or girl in her case—posed a question and then each member drank a shot of tequila and answered. The only rule was the answer had to be completely honest.
Unfortunately, her attempt to bring deep introspection to her male roommates fell quite a bit short of the mark. They’d played the game since their freshman year of college and Heath’s questions always revolved around sex.
“That’s an easy one.” Colt licked the salt off his hand, downed the tequila and sucked the lime. Licking his lips, he settled in for a long story. He was nothing if not an imaginative storyteller. “I’ve got this busty blonde all to myself on a desert island. We’re stranded and she’s completely at my mercy. Begging me to save her and all that crap. She’s wearing nothing but a bikini top and thong, as all of her clothes were ripped off during the shipwreck.”
Kylie interrupted at this point. “Holy hell, Colt. Why do these imaginary women of yours always have to be blonde and stupid?”
Heath and Colt laughed, but she merely raised her eyebrow, waiting for his response.
Colt stopped laughing when she failed to join in. “Oh, that was a serious question? I thought it was one of those rhetorical ones.”
She grinned despite herself. Colt was the ultimate male chauvinist pig and, for some inexplicable reason, she adored him anyway. He and Heath were the best friends she’d ever had and she didn’t doubt both of them would lay down their lives for her. They’d mistaken her for a male—Kyle, not Kylie—when she wrote expressing a desire to share an apartment with them during their first year of college.
“So what are you doing to this blonde with questionable intellect?” Heath, as always, was relishing Colt’s detailed descriptions.
“Well, I don’t know if you know this about me or not, but I’m a man who likes to be in control.”
She gasped, as if amazed, and laid her hand on her heart. “No, absolutely not. I will never believe that of you.”
He grinned at her sarcasm and continued. “There’s some rope that’s washed up from the shipwreck and this chick is hot for me. I mean way hot. She starts begging me to take her.”
At this point in his story Kylie faked a bored yawn, but he continued anyway. “I grab the rope and take her over to a coconut tree. I throw the rope over one of the low-lying branches and tie her hands above her head.”
“Have you ever seen a coconut tree?” she asked. “The branches are miles off the ground.”
“Shit, it doesn’t matter what kind of tree. Kylie, will you let me finish?”
“Fine,” she answered shortly, pressing her thighs together. The problem with his fantasy was she knew exactly where it was going and she would be hard-pressed to hide her reaction. The idea of being tied up and left completely at a man’s mercy was certainly pretty high on her list of fantasies as well. Definitely in the top five.
“So I tie her to the tree with her hands above her head. She’s helpless that way and her whole body is mine to explore and possess. I pull the thong down her legs and throw it into the sea. I tell her on this island, she’ll always be naked, that she will never hide her body from me. I can tell she likes the way I’m talking to her, all stern and powerful and shit, because she starts squirming and whimpering.”
Kylie struggled to stop reacting in completely the same way.
“I tell her to open her legs and she does. When I touch her, the woman is dripping wet and hotter than hell. I nearly come in my pants right there because I want her so bad. I reach into the back pocket of my ripped-up shorts and pull out a knife.”
He paused briefly and looked at her. No doubt he expected her to make some smartass comment about the convenience of having a knife, but she was struggling to catch her breath, overwhelmed by her own arousal.
Colt, satisfied with her silence, continued talking. “I use the knife to cut off her bikini top and I have to step away because I’m telling you this girl is stacked, with a capital S. She’s got these enormous big brown nipples and they are pointing straight at me.”
He continued describing the woman’s body in detail until finally she cried, “Enough. I think we get the picture.”
“I’m not sure I do,” Heath joked and she sent him a nasty look. “Maybe visuals would help. I’ve got some dirty magazines in my closet leftover from high school days. We could find a model who fits your description.”
“Can I help it if I’m a breast man?” Colt asked the question with a look of injured innocence that fooled her not one bit.
“That’s a rhetorical question, right?” she asked and then lifted her hand in a gesture that said continue.
“Well, I was going to go in to detail about how I suck the life out of those babies, but I can skip ahead. You get the picture.”
“Hell yeah, I do. This fantasy is a thing of beauty.” Heath sighed with appreciation apparently enjoying Colt’s answer to his question.
“So once we’re both good and hot, I take off my shorts and tell her to wrap her legs around my waist. She’s holding on to the rope around her wrists and this woman is strong. She uses her toned legs and arms to fuck the hell out of my cock while she’s hanging there naked from the tree. She’s driving her cunt down on me hard and it’s all I can do to hold on to her hips.”
She swallowed hard as she imagined the woman riding him. Problem was the blonde wasn’t a blonde, but a redhead who looked suspiciously like her.
Heath adjusted his pants under the table without bothering to hide his arousal. If there was one thing she had gotten used to in seven years of living with these men, it was that they were always functioning at half-mast. Shit, a strong breeze could arouse her roommates—she never ceased to be amazed by their intense sexuality. Over the years, she’d watched the revolving door of women who passed in and out of their lives and she’d heard enough moaning and banging headboards through the walls to last her a lifetime.
She consoled herself with the thought that through it all, she was the one constant woman in Colt and Heath’s lives. Through college graduation and first jobs, broken hearts and promotions, she was the steady one, the reliable one, their buddy with boobs.
“That was hot, Colt, but not as hot as mine.” Heath poured another round of shots.
“So hit us with your best shot.” Colt picked up his tequila, clearly enjoying his pun and ready to continue with the drinking part of the celebration.
Heath drank his tequila shot and leaned forward. “In my fantasy, I’ve got this smokin’ hot babe spread across my lap and I’m spanking her full, firm ass. It’s flushed red with my handprint and she’s moving into my smacks while her arousal is dripping down her legs. She’s begging me for more and I’m giving it to her. Then she starts pleading for my hard cock. When I think she’s been punished enough, I push her down to the floor and tell her get on her hands and knees. Then I fuck her from behind, hard and fast. She’s so hot she’s burning the flesh off me, but I don’t care. I keep pounding into her tight cunt, while she’s crying and screaming for more.”
She sat motionless after his fantasy for several moments before she realized her mouth was gaping and she closed it.
Colt shook his head in obvious disgust. “That’s the problem with you, Heath. No foreplay. That was the worst description of a fantasy I’ve ever heard. You don’t build the scene or give good descriptions. You just go straight to the climax, so to speak.” When he finished chuckling about his second pun, he pushed her shot glass closer to her. “So what about you, little darlin’?”
Taking a deep breath, she licked the salt, swallowed the burning alcohol and skipped the lime. Before she could think about it, she heard her unspoken dream falling out of her mouth.
“In my ultimate sex fantasy, two guys are taking me the way you both described…at the same time.”
