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It’s hot, isn’t it?

Even in Southeast Alaska we have hit the 80’s and believe me, that is at least ten degrees TOO HOT. Texas is scorching but I hear there is more to come. Really? And you choose this heat on purpose? Well, this summer, I am one of the Texans and next summer I hope to be spending my summer season back in Alaska.

I am frantically working on two WIPs in different subgenres and one gives me relief from the other so I don’t burn out on either before they are completed. I am happy to say it is working for the most part. But that brings up a question, how much time should you devote to your business? Is there a healthy amount of time?

Personally, it is the most difficult issue for me because I’m a workaholic and when I love what I do, I am zoned for hours at a time. I sometimes have to force myself to give my family, who I love even more than my work, the time they deserve without being annoyed they have interrupted my scene.

But guess what I am discovering? When I am more balanced in my energies, I am a better writer and a better mother, wife, lover, daughter, friend. I’m still frustrated when I make myself leave my writing cave. I am working on doing just that, more often.

So, how much time is healthy? I don’t know that and I suspect it is variable. For now, I’m on the inside of coolness looking out on sunshine and waves of heat, writing. But I’m happy and I think THAT is the best indicator of all.

Hope the weekend is all you had hoped and more to come. Happy Reading!

Here is my new book and my reading recommendations:

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She was as elegant as any aristocrat, sweet and naughty as a beloved child, and ferocious as a tiger. Amazon The Black Laird Requires

Cairistine Donohue had run away from Scotland to the Colonies to avoid an unbearable future. Now back in England her employment was unexpectantly terminated, leaving her alone with little coin and no prospects. Returning home was not an option. Faced with a life full of hard choices or starving, Cairis gratefully accepted the position of companion to Lady Ashton.

Cullen Black O’Leary dominated the seas, his business, and the lassies. Returning to England to survey his new estate, Cullen sought his escort, Cairistine Donohue. He found her trying to escape him with her red hair flowing and sweet sassy mouth telling him off.  He had to take her as his own.

When Cairis’ dark secrets are revealed, threatening to ruin her and destroy their hope for a future, could she do what her Black Laird required of her to secure their future?

NOW This week’s recommendations: 3 SERIES (You know how I love series)

Amazon Romancing the Coast     Amazon Keira Montclair        Amazon Dakota Black

 

Have you read any good reviews, lately?

I have recently read this article from the NYT.       NYT ARTICLE

I recently read an article about bad reviews. It was well written and I have suffered the angst of someone writing a review, putting three stars out of five and saying they absolutely love it, to someone who has put a one star, describing the plot of someone else’s book, and why it didn’t work. Well, thanks for that, but it might not have worked because it wasn’t my book!?!? (we can’t do that type of punctuation in our books, Editors get testy)

And finally, the LOVELY reviewer who not only read the book but actively pulled out actual events in the story to illustrate their feelings on the book, good or bad, that is an incredible review.  But remember, you can always just say, “I liked the characters” and that’s cool too, honestly. 

Personally, I don’t leave less than a 4-star review if the effort in writing was obvious. Sometimes it isn’t, and I am tactful in my 3 star reviews or I don’t review it.

I know what one bad review can do to a book with only a few reviews to recommend it. Also, Amazon says 3 stars means you are writing a bad review. Amazon, since when do you say average, (3 out of 5 is average), is a bad thing?

So, reviews are like lovers, we all want one but most will skip the experience if he/she is going to leave us with a broken heart.  OKAY, enough said.

 

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At the end of the week, we are shooting for this Thursday, June 21, 2018, a new book is coming out. If you loved Lord Thayer’s Choice, and Lord Ashton Decides, then you will want to pick up my Scots/Irish Tale, The Black Laird Requires.

 

Here is an excerpt of this yummy tale of a Sassy Lass with a few secrets and more sass than is good for her and her stern Laird who is excited to rein in his woman, but not too much…

 

 

 

“That is the reason you like me when I am uncertain and weak.” She could feel herself shrivel inside.

“Is that how you see it? Och, that isn’t it at all. I have thought on things and this is the way of it.” He tucked her against him again and smoothed her hair as he spoke. “I know, given my business and my position in life, I need a woman who is self-assured and can keep her own house. I will need that even more now with the Scottish estate. I can’t need to direct her on how to run her part of our holdings. She can’t be intimidated by the people who come to see me whether they be aristocrat or dock rat. That is Cairistine.” He took a moment and Cairistine nodded.

“But it isn’t all of me, milaird.”

“Aye and glad I am of that. If it were only Cairistine I needed, there are many women I could choose from. I would nae have to look hard. But I want more. I need a woman who loves me and is adventuresome in bed. I need a woman who will check to see no one is looking and then rub her wantonness over me like a brazen bird and then grin when she leaves me wanting. I need a woman who will shoot fiery arrows at me and stand her ground when I skelp her arse because she resents my hand but begs for the leather. I need a woman who burns for my touch because she cannot imagine another’s and lets me take her however I wish because it fills her needs as well. That woman is you, Cairis.”

Cairis ran her hand over his and touched her lips to his palm. “But milaird, are you sure?”

“Aye, but I’m nae done, lass. Finally, I need a woman who loves me enough and is comfortable enough in who she is to be vulnerable with only me, in the privacy of our home. A lass who is my wee colleen. The bairn that is always good but often naughty. I need someone who looks to me as her Da in a grown up but little lady way, who allows us to play.” Cairis looked up at him in some confusion.

“My woman needs to be little for me but also for herself. She’ll allow the comfort she needs, the insecurities that surface to be assured away, and the naughtiness, that a grown up lady is never allowed, to be addressed by me. I need my bairn to allow me to bare her bottom for naughty spankings when she is throwing a temper tantrum and she never looks for the type of gratification that Cairis needs.”

“But that would bring ridicule down on us.”

“No, Cari needs naps and protection from the loch monsters and the Fae. She needs sweetmeats and baths because she simply can’t deal with another thing until she has that nurture. And she wants it only from me, in the privacy of us alone.”

Cairis nodded. “This is what Lady Thayer and Lady Ashton have.” It was a statement of fact, not a question.

“Aye. So, my love, you are the only woman who is perfect for me. I am the only man that can meet your needs as completely as you meet mine.”

COMING SOON… The Black Laird Requires

 

I’m back…

Hey,
So just to say I’m home and settling back into my routines. I am behind in all work projects so am hiding and writing my little heart out. But I needed to stop and let you all know about my friend’s new book and do my cover reveal. Since I hate emails, I am doing them both at the same time.
First, I’ll give you the new book just out:

 

Trusting Ingrid
by LIBBY CAMPBELL

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Ingrid Nickel doesn’t want to go into rehab. Again. She tried it once but it didn’t work. When she meets Lachlan Morrison, the connection is electric. She sees a handsome man, directing and challenging, who won’t be intimidated by a powerful woman like her. He sees a woman whose bluster and sarcasm is a cover for something deep inside her that is badly broken. The daughter of a grifter, Ingrid has grown up street-wise and lawless. Lachlan has rescued more than one creature whose bark was worse than its bite. Will his stern, loving magic work on Ingrid?

Buy on Amazon

 

More about Libby Campbell:

Libby Campbell’s stories celebrate romance with a spicy power exchange. Her women are strong and challenge the powerful men who love them.

Libby has lived all over Canada, but the best decision of her life was when she moved to Australia to marry her leading man. After many years there, they moved back to the Pacific Northwest. They now live in a leafy neighborhood close to the sea.

Libby’s passions are reading and writing. She also loves hiking and an occasional night of dancing.

Connect with Libby Campbell on social media:

 Visit her website and blog here: Libby Campbell

Find her on Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/Libby-Campbell-849543415164235/
NOW
Book 3 in the Lords and Little Ladies
Cover Reveal
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YEP, we are going to SCOTLAND

Cairistine Donohue ran away from Scotland to the Colonies to avoid an unbearable future. Now back in England her employment is unexpectedly terminated, leaving her alone with little coin and no prospects. Returning home was not an option. Faced with a life full of hard choices or starving, Cairis gratefully accepted the position of companion to Lady Ashton.

Cullen Black O’Leary dominated the seas, his business, and the lassies. Returning to England to survey his new estate, Cullen sought his escort, Cairistine Donohue. He found her trying to escape him with her red hair flowing and sweet sassy mouth telling him off.  She was as elegant as any aristocrat, sweet and naughty as a beloved child, and ferocious as a tiger. He had to take her as his own.

When Cairis’ dark secrets were revealed, threatening to ruin her and destroy their hope for a future, could she do what her Black Laird required to secure their future?

Deadwood bound…

Hello!
Don’t you just love adventures? I do. And since I didn’t get the chance to tour the area the last time we went through, when I learned of the book signing opportunity in Deadwood South Dakota, I jumped at it. There are some really incredible people going, OLD WEST at it’s finest and that is from this Alaska-Texan. 
Stay tuned to facebook for my check in’s to keep you on the trip with me… but I really …HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE!!

OH, and I have an awesome new book coming, the next LORDS and LITTLE LADIES is later this month… I’ll tell you more soon and have more recommendations for you.

NITE YA’ll

Come see us if you can. Here are some details.

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NOW, just as a reminder, I have two new books out recently, find them both at:

Buy Now Amazon

 

Finally,

I have a reading recommendation and a tease for you… From my friend

Felicity Brandon’s 1/2 cover Reveal

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After she saves the life of Prince Anders, the Viking warrior who took her as his captive and tamed both her body and her heart, nineteen-year-old Princess Aurelie of Donrose knows that she can never return home again. She will belong to Anders forever, as his bride and his possession, destined to be used and enjoyed as thoroughly, shamefully, and often as he pleases.

Though Anders has proven many times that he is more than willing to punish her bare bottom harshly for any disobedience, with war fast approaching between her brother and her husband, Aurelie puts her own life in danger in the hopes of making peace. But when her reckless gamble goes wrong, can Anders rescue his headstrong young wife before any harm comes to her?

The Viking’s Possession is the sequel to The Viking’s Conquest, but can be read as a stand-alone novel. It includes spankings, and sexual scenes, including some scenes of sexual humiliation. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

 

Relationships are hard work

Hello again,
I have news… I have a new book out called Piper’s Plan and I have reading recommendations below but first, lets talk about relationships.

Relationships are hard work. I know, not news to anyone who had tried to keep the romance in the relationship but in a D/s relationship, while the romance books will tell you there is a bump in the road and then the Dom takes over and life is good, that is far from the truth.

I have just celebrated my 39th anniversary so I know a few things. We were young when we married. We were rather mature for our ages and that had helped tremendously, my husband having very particular expectations for his life and ours together. I am headstrong and he is quietly insistent.

We didn’t fight for the first two years and we don’t now, but there was a few years that I had to learn to take his lead and he learned to give on somethings, very much like my O’Connor and Chase Abbey Series, experience talks. We had children. We adopted more.

He has learned to give me my space and I have learned to follow his lead. Did it happen overnight? Hell, no! Does he still take a deep breath and smack my butt on occasion for more than sex? Do I still roll my eyes? Yes, and we wouldn’t have it any other way.

Now here is my new Book
Piper’s Plan
More on Amazon
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Piper Gentry was not one to back down from a challenge, not in her international investments company or in her personal life. Piper looks for sense in her father’s sudden death while trying to find ways to make the family ranch profitable again and fighting her memories of Jackson’s touch in the wild heat of a Texas summer.
Jackson Knight has always loved Piper Gentry. He is determined to remind her she shares his feelings; their yearnings are the same. He’ll stop at nothing to keep her near him and safe.
Piper’s plan does not involve taking orders from anyone, including Jackson. Who will pose the greatest threat to her safety—outsiders eager to get their hands on her family legacy. Piper Gentry was not one to back down from a challenge, not in her international investments company or in her personal life. Piper looks for sense in her father’s sudden death while trying to find ways to make the family ranch profitable again and fighting her memories of Jackson’s touch in the wild heat of a Texas summer.
Jackson Knight has always loved Piper Gentry. He is determined to remind her she shares his feelings; their yearnings are the same. He’ll stop at nothing to keep her near him and safe.
Piper’s plan does not involve taking orders from anyone, including Jackson. Who will pose the greatest threat to her safety—outsiders eager to get their hands on her family legacy, or Piper herself?

HERE ARE MY READING RECOMMENDATIONS:

Ransom The Moon

A Marriage for Miranda

Conquered by the Ghost

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Before my vacation…

Before I go on vacation, I thought I would leave you with a bit of what is new, upcoming and work from a friend-author of mine. 
First, Saving Sharlee is doing well…if you don’t have a copy, here is the link. http://bit.ly/Sharlee
Second, my next book is out near the end of May, Piper’s Plan is out.
Finally, The Black Laird, Book 3 in Lords and Little Ladies is out the end of June, 2018.
NOW, may I introduce to you:
 Her Match, Her Mate, Her Master
by Vanessa Brooks
A shrewd, rugged American travels the Atlantic Ocean to England he is to meet a beautiful spoiled aristocratic girl.
This epic tale begins in Georgian England then travels back across the wide Atlantic Ocean into the wilds of America.
A couple mismatched?
Are they attracted to one another?
Oh yes.
An adventure that begins with a tempestuous honeymoon and ends with ship wreck. A Lady unsuited to the rigors of the wilderness is kidnapped by natives.
Does this story end well?
I am not telling! Read it for yourself and find out!
But most of all buckle up and enjoy this roller coaster of a read

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Intrigued?

He admired her gorgeous hair, a pool of gleaming copper. Soft, silken, tendrils trailed like fire over the creamy mounds of her breasts, nipples taut, exposed to his carnal gaze. He ached with the need to mate her; she was irresistible, ravishing. Standing, he peeled off his clothes, turning to face her, his manhood pulsing stiffly from his groin.

“Look at me, wife,” he commanded. She gazed at him, never having seen a man naked before, she was fascinated; her eyes devoured the sight of his tumescent hardness that testified his desire for her. How proudly it jutted, long and thick. Were all men made so, she wondered. Her eyes travelled down his long powerful legs, covered in whorls of dark curling hair, the plain of his flat stomach, the wide, well-muscled chest, coated in the same dark hair. Her gaze took in his broad shoulders and strong biceps. Linnet’s gaze finally settled on John’s lean face.

Disconcertingly, he watched her beneath those hooded inscrutable grey eyes, his stare unwavering. As he moved purposefully towards the bed she shyly, nervously, shifted over to accommodate him. He gathered her into his embrace, kissing and caressing her. He began to stir her passion once more. His deft fingers worked their magic, her furrow quivering, slickly plump with desire. He slowly moved above her, this time she parted her legs unconsciously welcoming,   he guided himself to her waiting cleft.

With a thrust, he drove into her yielding channel, she lifted her hips, bucking, meeting thrust for thrust, needing him.

“Now,” he whispered hoarsely, “now… you see, you are mine.” 

International bestselling author Vanessa Brooks lives in Sussex England. She has a lifelong love of history, most especially English and American. She has written a couple of western tales, one notably for the Red Petticoat series which was such a huge success in America. Her Georgian series, Masterful Husbands, set in the 1700’s has also proved highly successful both sides of the Atlantic.

Vanessa’s novels are generally historically based; she has a knack of bringing an authenticity to the era in which her novels are set. Vanessa carefully researches each time period and strives to ensure that any historical facts she uses are correct.

More importantly, she likes to write an entertaining book for her readers to enjoy. She includes passion, adventure, romance and domestic discipline, de rigueur within the eras of her popular novels.


Buy UK
Buy US

 

Denial by Tabitha Black

Look, Tabitha Black has a new book out. IF you LOVED RESTRAINT, you won’t be disappointed with her latest release,

DENIAL

Disobey Sir Simeon’s rules at your own peril…

After finally finishing her degree, Shanna is rewarding herself with a holiday at Sir Simeon’s exclusive lifestyle resort, Nox Oasis. She can’t wait to finally experience some of the kinky things she’s only ever read about. 

All work and no play is making Cavill frustrated but he takes his job as dungeon monitor very seriously. So when he’s forced to rescue a new guest from unwelcome advances, the last thing on his mind is to take her for himself. 

But lust can so easily turn into more, and Shanna is irresistible. 

Meanwhile, Sir Simeon has discovered the deception of two of his favorite employees and the consequences could be devastating… 

Publisher’s Note: This steamy romance includes elements of power exchange. While it can be enjoyed as a standalone, we recommend also reading book one: Restraint.

 

Time for a taste of the leather… you know you want it…

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So this is it. Sir Simeon’s kinky amusement park. I wonder what the next two weeks will bring? Anticipation made Shanna’s heart pound as she walked along the white pebbled pathway which ran between several signposts and small buildings. Various signs fired her imagination along the way; ‘The Wet Room,’ ‘The Clinic,’ ‘The Sorey Hole,’ ‘The de Sade Experience.’ Deciding to definitely explore that one—which was set up like a ghost train—at a later time, she instead followed an arrow to ‘The Little Turret.’ The building was like a perfect miniature version of a medieval castle turret, and her heart only began to beat faster as she walked along the small, fake drawbridge which led between the crenellated grey walls which cordoned this building off from the rest of the park.

The moment she pushed open the door, she could hear it: a rhythmic smacking sound, punctuated with howls, cries and promises to be good.

Shanna hesitated. There were obviously people playing inside, and as much as she wanted to take a peek, she didn’t want to disturb anyone. Then again, if they didn’t want to be disturbed, guests could always play in the privacy of their private suite, couldn’t they?

MEET TABITHA BLACK

USA Today bestselling author Tabitha Black has been writing erotic spanking fiction for over twelve years, mostly in the age-play and historical genres. More recently, she’s discovered the joys of writing more contemporary, darker, edgier books with a greater emphasis on BDSM – one of which, Sharing Silver, was nominated for a Golden Flogger award and won the Spanking Romance Reviews award for best ménage.

Having lived in four countries on three different continents, and been an active participant in her local kinky communities, she likes to “write to discover what she knows.” Her own personal kinks include anything and everything to do with spanking, fireplay, edge play, scarification, age-play, and too many more to count. Some girls like wood, some adore leather, but Tabitha is partial to big, shiny, ornate knives… nothing else makes her quite as weak at the knees.

She lives in Europe with her Daddy/Sir, and a lilac cat who likes to sneeze in her face.

Tabitha loves getting mail, so if you want to drop her a line, please do so at tabitha_black@hotmail.com. You can also check out her website here, follow her on Twitter @BlushingTabitha, Instagram, or join her Facebook page. Thank you for reading!

Don’t miss these other exciting books by Tabitha Black and Blushing Books!

 

Taken in Hand

Estelana

Summer Camp

Little Tudor Rose

The Abbeyville Way

Conquering Cassia

 Silverlake Priory Series:

Educating Eva, Book One

The Red Petticoat Saloon Series:

Sapphire’s Surrender

His Empire Series:

Restraint – Book 1

Denial – Book 2

Masters of the Castle Series:

Fulfilling Her Fantasy

Sharing Silver

Anthologies:

Confessions of a Spanking Author

Hero To Obey

The Dark Forest

Little Victorian Ladies

Groomed by Bethany Leigh

Groomed

by

Bethany Leigh

About the Book

It’s 1999 and Charlotte and Connor have just got the internet at home. One night, Charlotte comes across an intriguing forum. It consists mostly of women posters whose husbands discipline them when they misbehave. In other words, they’re living Charlotte’s dream!

Charlotte’s marriage is in trouble. Work and family pressures have pushed her and Connor apart. The forum posters claim domestic discipline makes marriages closer, more intimate, that sex is through the roof. Charlotte wonders whether introducing the old-fashioned discipline she yearns for can bring her and Connor closer together too.

But Connor doesn’t take to the lifestyle and the failure frustrates Charlotte and drives them even further apart. In desperation, she seeks out a disciplinarian through the forum to satisfy her needs. He seems caring, thoughtful and is willing to take things slowly, allow time to build trust.

But there’s a missing backpacker who just might have a connection with the same disciplinarian.

Can Charlotte trust this charming man she’s met on the internet?

And how will it affect her marriage to Connor?

Will Charlotte ever get the loving discipline she craves?

Publisher’s Note: This book contains disciplinary scenes. If this is offensive to you, please do not read.

Excerpt

“You need a break from work anyway,” he said. “They’re working you too hard.”

“It wouldn’t have taken me very long,” she said quickly, not wanting him to mention these extra hours she’s supposedly been working should he run into any of her colleagues, “but I prefer to check stuff when I’m alert, not at ten bloody thirty at night.”

“It’s only just after ten.”

“It won’t be by the time you’ve finished up in here, will it?” She was up for a fight now, and hell, if she was going on Spanking Sheilas so much later than she wanted, she’d better have something to write about. “It’s always the same with you. You say you’re going to be online for a few minutes, then you’re in here for hours, and by bedtime you still haven’t looked up what you went online for. Bloody dickhead.”

He made a tutting sound and turned back to the screen.

What the hell? He’d promised, now he was letting her down. Deliberately? Or had he forgotten?

“Dickhead,” she repeated.

He swivelled his chair to look at her and their eyes locked. Sudden remembrance of their conversation made his eyes light up with challenge. He rose threateningly from the chair and she scurried out of the room, along the passageway, to the bedroom. He caught her at the bedroom door, pinned her against it.

“What did you call me?” he demanded.

She giggled, delighted. “I can’t remember.”

“Well, I can.” He gripped her firmly, marched her over to the bed, and pushed her face-down over it. He tossed up her skirt, exposing her knickers and stockings and Charlotte tensed, suddenly nervous as well as excited.

“What were our rules?” he asked her.

“Not to lose my temper. And I didn’t, not really, despite great provocation.”

“And the second rule?”

“To respect you.”

“And is calling me a dickhead showing respect?”

“No.”

“No, it isn’t.” Up till now, Connor had been going okay, but he suddenly put on a mock-stern voice. “You’re a very naughty girl, and you need to be punished, don’t you?”

Charlotte was instantly irritated. She wanted him to be naturally authoritative like Hayden or Mark, not to role-play.

“Don’t you?” he pressed.

Charlotte didn’t answer, then gasped as his palm cracked across her backside. He gave her another six scalding slaps, two apiece on both cheeks, one on each thigh. Then he smoothed her skirt back over her stinging backside.

“Don’t let it happen again,” he said, still with that silly faux stern tone. “I’ll let you know when I’ve finished with the computer.”

He was leaving her? He was supposed to roll her onto her back post-spanking, make orgasmic love to her. Charlotte slipped into the en suite to check her bottom in the mirror. It was beautifully rosy, and a handprint was emblazoned on each thigh. It was the only thing about the spanking that felt satisfying. Even though the slaps were sharp on delivery, the sting had already started to wear off.

She changed into a sexy black teddy to be ready for the making up part when he finished on the computer. She sort of wanted to tell her forum friends about her spanking. It may not measure up to Panda’s or Gemma’s, but it was still her first encounter with domestic discipline. Still, that could wait till morning. She’d rather stay in the bedroom for the make-up sex.

Charlotte slipped beneath the doona, slid her hand between her legs. Already wet, she relived the spanking of a few minutes ago in her mind, while masturbating. Only in her mind, Connor didn’t stop at seven slaps. He smacked her thirty times, each swat harder than the last, warning her that if she ever spoke to him like that again it wouldn’t be his hand spanking her backside; it’d be his belt. Charlotte groaned, rubbed harder.

By the time Connor came to bed, she was fast asleep.

About the Author

Bethany lives in Australia, where she divides her time between the keyboard and the beach. Her books are a mixture of crimeance and romance, but they all involve a wilful heroine getting her bottom smacked by an exasperated hero.

Links

Website / Twitter

Amazon Author Page / Amazon

Dreamstealer by SE Berg

About the book

DREAMSTEALER

Fear strikes a small town in New Hampshire called Woodsville. After multiple eerie deaths there is a theory that a Windago, based off Native American folklore, may be committing the crimes. A paranormal being causing deaths made the new Sherriff roll his eyes.

Stuart moved to Woodsville from Boston after an unmeasurable pain sliced him to the core. He thought it was going to be an easy job in the country. A quiet place to shelter himself and his heart. Upon moving he found the woman were drawn to him like flies to honey, and they were all suspects.

The murders were being committed at a clip that even he, a city cop, had never seen. The victims were found with a dream catcher over the bed and a tiny hole in the forehead…at the area of the amygdala, a walnut-sized mass that philosopher Rene Descartes once thought was the seat of the soul. This part of the brain was removed through a small puncture on their head, sucked out cleanly.

So many possible suspects…Can he find the killer before another person is murdered? Is the murderer closer then he even knows?

Amazon   /   Creatspace   /   B&N

About the Author

SE Berg has a penchant for:

murder, criminality, forensics, police and other authority agencies, as well as psychology.

With a minor in psychology and love of analyzing human behavior you will find all of these themes in the stories and novels. Some of these stories lean toward paranormal in nature, which may provide an additional twist.

Facebook   /   SE Berg Website   /   Twitter

 

 

Lords & Little Ladies

My first Blog of the year! I hope your 2017 was incredible and you are ready to embark on a new one. I am! My new year has brought many changes in my world and it is hard to settle back into a routine similar to what I had before the holidays. I have a newsletter that I hope to do once a month or when I have new releases. SIGN UP TODAY on my web page. I have written about 60,000 words so far in January but have done it in three WIPs (works in process) I will finish them close together. One of them is the third book in a trilogy I started last January. I talk about the new release in that series, Lord Ashton Decides and the last book I am working on now- The Black Laird’s Edict (title is a working one).  See what has been going on around here.

Firstly, let’s do a quick recap of 2017.

I had several new books:

Lord Thayer’s Choice- (Lords and Little Ladies Book 1)

His Improper Lady (Chase Abbey Bk 4)

Meeting Her Needs (Kelli O’Connor Book 1)

Kissing Kelli (Kelli O’Connor Book 2)

Keeping Kelli (Kelli O’Connor Book 3)

Reclaiming Clover (Lone Wind Book 1)

Then I was honored to contribute to some awesome Anthologies:

Sweet Town Love

Historical Heroes, Six Seductive Tales

Hero Undercover (only out for a limited time)

12 Naughty Days of Christmas

I did my first Book Signing. Actually, I did THREE!

With Blushing Books in Atlanta in April

Romantic Times in Atlanta Book Fair

East Texas Book Bash in Tyler, Texas

Now, I have a new Book LORD ASHTON DECIDES   https://goo.gl/jcNbm3

It is Book Two in the Lords and Little Ladies Series.

Book One in the series is Lord Thayer’s Choice. https://goo.gl/XV4hu1

 

Here is a nibble:

He needed a clever woman who would stand up to his mother, reach for her papa, and lie ravished in his bed. In return, he would bind her to him and release her spirit.

Rosemary Thayer, suddenly alone in America, could finally do as she wished. It was the most frightening and exciting thing that had ever happened to her. She intended to capitalize on the opportunity by getting away from the man who wanted to marry her, avoid homelessness, and prostitution. Marriage would come eventually, but in her limited experience, men were trouble. If her secrets were out, no respectable man would ever look at her, let alone marry her.

Lord Edward Ashton was returning to England on one of his own ships to take up the newly inherited family reins as the Earl of Ashton. He would need to marry to ensure the line, but he had his own desires in a wife that he couldn’t ignore. Then he met Rosemary, full of secrets and intent on her own way, even if it risked her safety and innocence.

She would need a firm hand and, at least on the ship, he would need to take on that role for her. It would be a challenge, but as he looked into her pleading eyes, he would entertain no other course. She was the woman he’d hoped to find, if she would simply stop fighting him.

Here is a bite:

He lifted her gown, petticoats, and, finally, her shift, exposing her bared skin to him.

 “My little darling, you were quite naughty today. You did not wait for me to escort you on deck, not once but twice. This last time, you allowed yourself exposure to unwanted advances.”

He rubbed her bottom and Rosie spoke. “Papa, I don’t want to be told what to do all the time. Besides, you have it wrong. I didn’t ‘allow’ anything. It just happened.”

He slapped her bottom six times, soundly. She grunted at the sudden attack.

“It happened because you disobeyed me. Why do you think I make you wait for me?”

“Because you want to show you’re mean and can control me.”

She tightened her buttocks for his strikes, but when none came, she relaxed. Immediately, she felt his hand land hard and fast, raising an uncomfortable sizzle to her whole bottom. She couldn’t help it; she had to push up to escape. Her legs seemed to kick of their own accord.

“Please, Papa, I’m sorry. I was wrong.” Her cries went unanswered.

“You were so scared you could not release the rigging. If I’d not come when I did, you’d have been compromised. Do you not understand what that means to a young woman? Have you had no training? It is even more serious in England than in America. You have no idea how disgrace, and even innuendo, would ruin your life, but it is unforgivable in society. You will be ruined forever, Rosemary, forever. Even now, should word get out, you will be compromised.”

His change of address was not lost on Rosemary. After a flurry of smacks to her whole bottom, causing her to pant in response, he stopped abruptly. He laid the brush on her hot cheeks.

“Oh, please, Edward, I cannot bear the brush.”

He rubbed her back and blew his breath across her heated bottom. “Hush, now, you can do it. You frightened me, love. You were reckless with your virtue and your reputation. You were obstinate, short-tempered, and quarrelsome, and instead of asking me to help you out of your mood, you decided to be deliberately disobedient, twice. Oh, my darling, you can take this punishment.”

He patted her rump and Rosie cried again, this time more earnestly. “You were right, Papa, I should have told you I was out of sorts. I was bored.” She needed the little one a bit longer.

“Well, now, you aren’t, and I daresay you won’t be again anytime soon, hmm?” The sound echoed, and the ache vibrated her bottom. Rosie turned her head into the pillow and released her voice of objection. Her legs kicked, and her body rocked. Her papa’s hand was firmly wrapped round her hip, and his leg landed on top of hers. She fought him. He smacked her lower cheeks.

“Rosie. Stop battling me. I will tell you how many you will receive so you will know and be prepared. Will that calm you?”

“No more, please no more.” The sting was nearly gone into the numbness, but it would return with the next blow. She was determined to beg her way out of it.

“Nine. You have nine more to go. Three more for disobedience, four for your unconscionable behavior in exposing yourself to ruin, and two for keeping secrets and not asking for my help. Prepare yourself.”

Rosie didn’t have time to protest. Further, her rear felt as if flames consumed it as the brush repeatedly fell without ceasing. All she could do was cry into the pillow. She automatically threw the arm not pinned between her and Edward backward, but he grabbed it easily and continued his reign of terror on her upturned arse. She had not ever felt pain such as this. All thought ceased as she endured the riotous attack and bellowed her sorrow in the pillow.