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Release Day Blitz: Fight or Flight

Fight or Flight: An Enemies To Lovers Romance (Hate To Love You Book 1) (Enemies In Love) 
Published February 5, 2020
Blurb: A talented pilot. A determined reporter. A crash of wills and a spark of flame.
Saving the lives of all the passengers on that plane was just doing my job.
I don’t need or want to be thrust into the limelight as some hero.Yet, when tenacious reporter Penny Green starts hounding me for the story, instead of finding it annoying, our verbal sparring feels more like foreplay.
My offer to help her isn’t completely selfless—it’s a chance to get her alone and act on the simmering tension between us.
But when fate strikes again and the actions of my past come back to bite me, I’m not the only one caught in the undertow.
Can I save myself and protect Penny from those determined to drag me under?

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Author Bio: Nova Rain is an International, Bestselling Romance Author who has a love for creating wondrous, passionate romantic novels with as many twists and turns as a rollercoaster.
Nova was born in North Carolina, but spent a lot of time in Paris, the city of love. As a young adult, Nova always found herself daydreaming and fantasizing about being swept off her feet by a strong, rough bachelor with rock-hard abs and a heart of gold. A man that would fight for her to the ends of the earth and have only eyes for her. An accidental romance that would have them yearning for each other, yet too stubborn to admit it. She expresses these fantasies in her bestselling series Mob Ties.
When she's not locked in her room creating magical novels, Nova spends her time traveling the world with her husband and three children, visiting historical landmarks and museums.
Facebook Fan Page: https://www.facebook.com/novarainromance/Facebook Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/novarainromance/Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/Nova-Rain/e/B07VBJWP6Q?ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1&qid=1579138898&sr=8-1

Release Day Blitz: Malek Montag

The Model by Malek Montag
Release date: January 25, 2020

Synopsis:
Emerald Fleur is the beauty icon of her age and much desired and admired. With successful modelling and acting careers, and married to Scott Look, the hottest rock star in the world, she appears to everyone as a woman with the world at her feet.After a brief meeting with Emerald, Summar Taber, a professional model maker and adoring fan, completes a very private commission which draws on his skills and desires, and leads him to a realm where Emerald is the object and focus of darkness and he has to choose between lust and love.At a gala Summar offers Emerald a gift and cracks begin to open in her world. But are these fissures created by the tall and handsome modeller, or rifts between herself and the lifestyle of her rock-icon husband, or the machinations of deeper, darker forces that neither she, nor those around her understand?
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07ZR29VW9



About the Author:I have been writing on and off for the past thirty years, developing and perfecting my
craft and always striving to be better than my best by working through self-helpbooks and learning from other authors skills and tips to take my work forward.
Recently, I have taken the self-publication route with this the first NOVELLA followingon from the publication of two collections of erotic-romance short stories. You’ll find links these above. Up-coming titles to look out for are Marianne and Mz Exquizite, other novellas that take a dark twist amid the hot sheets.
I also write in the horror, sci-fi, and fantasy genres. So, look out for The American (Horror); Five Dark Run (Sci-Fi); Doctor Swain’s Rainbow of Remedies
(Fantasy), all currently works in progress. Or check out my two Channillo series, Orlova the Assassin and Trazz
III. Both are in the sci-fi genre.I live alone with my imagination and Money Tree in a not so spacious one-bunk Hilton,and spend my time working, writing, reading, and looking after my bestest pal
in all the world, my son The Dude.Please feel free to visit me at Twitter @Malek_Montag15 or on Facebook as just plain
and simple Malek Montag, or e-mail me at Malek.Montag14@outlook.com.I would love to hear from you. Speak soon. MMFACEBOOK: www.facebook.com/AuthorMalekMontag/GOODREADS: https://www.goodreads.com/malek_montag_authorBOOKBUB: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/malek-montag
Release Day Event:www.facebook.com/groups/beststellarspartyroom/All times EST:
3:00 Malek Montag
4:00 Pebbles Lacasse
5:00 Jennifer Johnson
6:00 Xavier Harrington
7:00 Susan Meachen and Connie Ortiz
8:00 - Channie Cocker
9:00 Jodi Fahey
10:00 - V.T. Bonds

Final Countdown Giveaway!

Release Day Blitz: Naughty Alice

Naughty Alice by Jennifer Johnson Published January 15, 2020 by So Bookish Torrid Tales Book 3 Genre: Erotica/Erotic Fantasy



Synopsis:

"Alice in Wonderland" retold with a sexy new upgrade!
Alice is all grown up and looking for fun when she is whisked back to Wonderland for more slutty adventures. She meets a lot of friendly faces along the way, but is it the Ace of Spades that pulls her card in the end? Will she land face up or face down?
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B081DKJSJ7/
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About the Author:


Jennifer Johnson is the author of the popular blogs, Slut-Problems and Slut-Solutions. She is a self-proclaimed slut and has written three novels; Hollow Girl, Swing Low, and Naughty Alice. She likes to maintain a cloak of anonymity, which is why she never shows her face. Jennifer is an expert in sex, love, and relationships as well as a novelist, podcaster, and model.

Jenni is known for her free erotic stories on Tumblr, which range from romantic sex all the way to extreme topics like rape fantasy. She is well loved on many additional sites as an erotic blogger. She posts erotic submissions from her followers in between stories, and also answers questions about love, sex and other random topics. She has sold over 3000 copies of her first novel, Hollow Girl (available ONLY at The Book Patch because the content violates the terms of most major retailers). Jennifer is also a podcaster who discusses a full range of topics in the area of sexual education and entertainment. She is also a porn model and produces amateur pornography on Pornhub (look her up on Pornhub as porn model Jennifer Johnson).Jennifer Johnson's Blogs & Social Media:
http://www.slut-problems.com
https://slut-solutions.tumblr.com/
https://discord.gg/afDGJkD
https://www.reddit.com/user/slut-problems
https://ello.co/slut-problems
https://twitter.com/Peggaslut
https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100016308481606
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New Release:Blood and Spice

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Title: Blood and Spice (The Witch, The Shifter, The Vampire): A Dark Halloween Romance Author: Lilah E. Noir Release Date: November 28th, 2019 [image error] [image error] Two powerful men. A conflicted woman. A dark night of submission and taboo, mind-blowing pleasure and decadent agony. Charming Laurel Stone and her ruggedly handsome assistant and submissive Corwin believe all their troubles are over. After centuries of prosecution they find a new home and acceptance at Crescent Moon Springs. Their quaint bookstore and cafe were one of the local treasures. No one suspects of their dark past. Life seems perfect, until it isn’t. There’s trouble in the air before the night of Halloween. Buried desires resurface in Laurel, brewing like a dark, delicious potion. That sudden need to be spanked, used and dominated is about to crack that proud Mistress and her iron control. Not even her love for Corwin is enough to make those feelings go away. Everything changes when the mysterious Severin steps in Cinnamon Bookshop. He shatters their peaceful life and bind their willpower with a hypnotic spell. Laurel and Corwin surrender to that powerful predator on a bloody, sensual night they can never forget. What will Laurel decide when she’s torn between love for her pet and lust for her Master? WARNING! This book is intended for mature audiences. It’s a novella, a one-night stand of sexy literature, a paranormal love story with high level of steam, hot explicit scenes, power exchange, M/f/m menage and a guaranteed HFN. It’s the sizzling tale of a sexy dominant witch who gets to explore her submissive side, her werewolf pet and a mysterious stranger with sharp fangs who pushes them past their limits. If that offends you, you’d better not buy this book. [image error] [image error]
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Purchase LinksOnly $0.99 for a LIMITED timeAmazon US / UK / CA / AU Universal Link “Please.” He said with a soft smile. “You’d be fine without me, you’re a force of nature. You’d find another big, strong man to wrap around your finger just by showing up at that bar downtown.” She laughed and gave him a stern gaze. “Don’t make me punish you, Corwin, and don’t make jokes. I don’t want you to think I don’t appreciate you and I haven’t been showing that the past few months. Our business is growing, though, and we need all the help we can get during high season. It’d be a relief to have someone help you out in the cafe. I’d need another person who can process the orders on the website.” Corwin crossed his big arms over his chest and looked at Laurel again. Her words made perfect sense, but he wasn’t sure he liked the change. It had always been just him and her and that was the way he loved it. He had no trouble charming the clients, to make them feel welcome, to seduce them. When they closed the bookstore for the day, he wanted no one else around but her. It was ridiculous. How would that fierce, protective part of him handle any outsiders? Laurel raised her head and gave him one of her sweet smiles. “Sometimes I waste so much time in administration and paperwork. It’d be better to let someone else handle it so I can work on more creative things… new recipes, finding new herbs…” She leaned in to whisper against his lips. “More time for my pet.” Corwin hissed under his breath when her mouth moved closer to his. Some days it was getting so difficult to restrain himself around her. Something as innocent as a touch and a smile made him hard. It’s so close to the full moon. “I hope you know what you’re doing, Laurel. We’re happy here, why should we risk ruining it?” He ran fingers through his dark hair and let out a sharp breath. “Sorry… I… I’ve been nervous.” She took Corwin’s big palms in hers. His fingers were a little cold to touch and little tremors pierced his rough skin. “Relax, my little wolf.” Laurel whispered those words as if they were a lullaby and her disarming gentle touch broke through the wall of tension. Corwin swallowed and smiled at her. The ferocious hotness was letting go of his mind. “It’s okay, you always get like that at the full moon… I always take care of you.” “Yes, Mi… I mean, Laurel.” He pulled away from her. If they continued touching, it’d be difficult to last too long before the wolf resurfaced in his mind. Right then Laurel looked delicious enough to eat and her white neck drew his attention. Such a tiny strip of skin over her red poncho and yet so seductive. It brought memories of how sweet her blood was. He closed his eyes and imagined her taste on his tongue, swirling like an exquisite wine. “Anyway...” She interrupted his thoughts and picked up one of her chocolates from the pumpkin. “Are you ready for tonight?” Corwin nodded and rubbed his temples to ease the headache rushing in. It’s been worse lately, and he was getting more sensitive to sounds. He sank his teeth in his tongue and waited for a few minutes for the sharp, pounding pain to pass. Laurel narrowed her eyes, put the chocolate away and reached out to rub the base of his wrist. “Why don’t you take your break?” She whispered and ran her nails along his skin. “It’s quiet right now, so I won’t need you as much at the front store. Go to your room, I’ll make you some tea.” He laughed and kept rubbing his temples with faster movements. The nasty, gnawing sensation deep in his stomach seemed to feed his headache. There was something strange in the air but Corwin found it hard to put his finger on it. It was a whisper in the wind. A threatening voice. The sound was too low and he didn’t get the message.
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Purchase LinksOnly $0.99 for a LIMITED timeAmazon US / UK / CA / AU Universal Link “This is so embarrassing.” Laurel cooed and leaned against the ladder with a mysterious expression that rivaled his. Desire was still ravaging her body, but she had gotten her act together. “Thank you, sir, I’d have broken my neck if you hadn’t helped me.” He chuckled and tilted his head to the side. His eyes studied her with a strange mixture of curiosity and arrogant possession. “That’s so kind of you to say, ma’am, but you wouldn’t be in any danger of snapping your lovely neck if I hadn’t startled you.” The stranger responded and curled his long fingers in a come hither gesture. His scent was red wine and his voice was as deep as dark chocolate. Beautiful… and dangerous. His polite voice had a subtle menace about it. A smile that never reached his eyes, a calculating look on his face… and that aura of a predator masked beneath a delicious fragrance. He couldn’t be an ordinary man. A sense of unease lurked inside her chest, a weak, little flame compared to the forest fire of physical desire. The desire for submission. Laurel had always been faithful to her wolf during all those years Corwin had been by her side. Nobody else provoked her interest or tempted her, not in such an intense way. Seduction served her as a weapon but she didn’t let the flame touch her… unless her lover and her reached the peak of pleasure together. That man woke up other cravings inside her, desire she thought she had buried. Laurel wanted him to push her down on her knees, raise her skirt and run a smooth palm down her exposed ass. The leather of his gloves would slide down her buttocks, warming them up, running along the strip of wetness at the front part of her panties. The first stinging slap of his leather clad palm would sting and bring tears to her eyes… and she’d beg for more. Here she was now, melting under the cold gaze of a stranger and had a hard time restraining herself from dropping on her knees. Would he be rough or seductive in his domination? She imagined his full lips and that he’d sink his teeth in her neck until he drank the first drops of scarlet blood. Laurel squeezed her thighs as she pictured him licking the blood. He’d be right behind her, pressing his body against her spanked ass and would reach out to rip her dress. “Perhaps you’d like to sit down?” His mocking voice once again snapped her out of her shameful fantasies. “You are red in the face. Not that I complain. A lady could always use natural blush on her cheeks.” Oh, someone was full of himself. She wouldn’t give him the pleasure of seeing her flustered or angry. Protesting and acting like an offended maiden would just make his smugness grow. Instead, Laurel smirked at him, turned around with a sensual lilt of her hips and strolled to the cash register. The lust weakened its grasp around her throat now that she had no direct contact with him. Was it her imagination or did his eyes follow her every move? “You might be right, sir. About blushing.” When she got behind her desk, at a safe distance, Laurel turned to him with a flip of her long, wavy hair. He still stood at the same place, amused and waiting for her to make the next move. “Few things impress me enough to tint my cheeks in red.” His laughter surprised her, its silver, cheerful sound that echoed through Cinnamon’s wooden walls. Listening to him laugh made her think of sparkles and bubbling joy. He was such a contradiction. “I’m sure I can surprise you, Miss.” The man moved with a casual grace and walked to her as quiet as if he was a tomcat. Laurel looked down at his leather boots, black like the rest of his clothes. “The world is full of unexpected experiences, don’t you think? You might just need to expand your comfort zone.” Laurel rested her hands on the counter and shot him a questioning look. The strange man was in no hurry to explain what he wanted and enjoyed taking his time. He was looking around with that same mildly intrigued expression but then he fixed his eyes on hers. “My comfort zone is a sweet place, sir.” Laurel chirped, as if she didn’t understand what he was implying. Everything inside her clenched in anticipation. “Staying inside it has more appeal than venturing out. You might try it someday.” For the first time since he entered the shop, the stranger looked a little shocked. Insecurity crossed his beautiful features, but that lasted shorter than the blink of an eye. The stranger leaned in and nearly touched her hand. Laurel trembled at his proximity but didn’t move away. The thin hairs on her wrist raised in anticipation, she held her breath and… …his leather clad fingers only lingered next to her skin before the stranger took a step back. “Comfort and I bid farewell a long time ago… though I wish I had the time to get to know the zone you’re so fond of.” He moved his eyes from hers and kept gazing at the bookshop’s shelves and decorations with a vague smile. Laurel heard a touch of melancholy in his voice. Once again, it was such a subtle emotion that someone who didn’t have her experienced ear would have missed it. A sigh fell off his sultry lips, even quieter than the drop of the pin. When he turned his eyes back to hers, he had the same detached look of calculated seduction. “You have built a lovely bookshop for yourself, Miss. Many people told me that your shop was a local treasure… just like you. I see they weren’t exaggerating.” A hint of warmth crept in his mysterious smile.
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Purchase LinksOnly $0.99 for a LIMITED timeAmazon US / UK / CA / AU Universal Link “Now, Laurel, I knew you wanted me from the moment we met.” He grinned with effort and used his entire body to make her fall over on her back. His attempts to pin her down by her wrists failed. Laurel was still clutching his neck like a cat, even with his stronger body pressing her to the ground. “I see you want me to tame you and claim you as my bitch, don’t you? At your service, little one.” Laurel was breathing hard and staring at him with wild eyes. Sweat was coating her body and the world in front of her was getting blurry. Their fight made her return to the feverish state of lust but she didn’t let go of him. All her energy went in choking that bastard and it was already leaking out of her. An evil grin flashed across his face and he snaked his hand between her thighs. “Oh, mine…” He chuckled when his thumb found her clit. “Look at you… Your enemy’s at your home and you’re sopping wet for him. Such a slut. I bet if I fuck you now you’ll be screaming for it.” He shoved two fingers deep in her wet hole and rubbed her clit with rough moves. Laurel cried out and lost her grip on his throat. Severin didn’t need to wait for another chance and gathered her weakened wrists. Laurel found herself with her back flat to the ground, his right hand in an iron hold around her hands. His rough, furious finger fucking was the last blow to her resistance. “Please, stop… I can’t...” Laurel whimpered in humiliation. Her tormentor said nothing and just smiled. He speared his fingers inside her in a V-shape and rubbed her tight walls, searching for all the possible sweet spots. “Oh yes, you can.” Severin whispered. His fangs once again scratched her neck. “You were ready for me today, Laurel. I felt how wet and needy you were from the moment I entered your store. You have no idea how difficult it was not to bend you over your counter and fuck you like you need.” She shut her eyes, mortified at her body’s reaction, how wet she was, how only his breath next to her ear made her blood race. Laurel squeezed his fingers and raised her ass to make them sink deeper, just like she did with Corwin earlier. Corwin. She thought with grief as her weak flesh gave in and the pleasure of being manhandled rushed inside her. Please, forgive me, forgive me, my little wolf. “No… have mercy.” Her cheeks were as wet as her thighs when the erotic insanity pushed all other emotions away. “Please...” Severin brushed his fang against her nipple, close enough to make it bleed. “You need it, pet. You need me to top you. Be a good girl and let me play with you.” He thrust his fingers harder inside her and pulled them out to play with her hardened clit. No matter how soft his voice was, Laurel knew he wasn’t asking for permission. She’d be his sex toy tonight and Corwin would watch her degrade herself. “Tomorrow, I’ll leave and you’ll never see me again. Tonight you’ll be our whore.” Laurel kept holding her wrists over her head even when Severin let her go. He slid his hand beneath her thigh and raised it up high. His whole fist entered her wide open hole, and she heard herself cry out when she squirted all over her red cloak. Spasms of pleasure shattered her defenses and soon she was groaning out loud. Her tortured, raw walls were squeezing his hand inside her. Our? Did he say our? His whisper had been so soft she couldn’t be sure what he spoke. Laurel’s mind was too messy with lust and guilt to comprehend it. Severin was pushing his fist in and out of her. To add insult to injury, he was staring at her the whole time. Laurel was panting while his blue eyes were stripping her of the last shred of dignity. She was laying naked, with a soaked red cloak and he reveled in how vulnerable she was. “Stop looking at me.” She swallowed and shut her eyes. That night of erotic humiliation was far from over… and it was already hard for her to look at him. “Why not? There’s nothing hotter than the sight of a defeated strong woman.” He bit her nipple. “Maybe a few things…” Severin pulled his hand out of her and spanked her thigh. He got up and towered over her body. Laurel closed her thighs and pressed them together as if that would hide her painful arousal. “Get down on all fours.” His voice startled out of her oblivion as strong as a whip. “You’ll spend a long time on your knees tonight… Mistress.” The asshole couldn’t restrain his laughter at the last words. She looked up at him with indignation when he reached out and pushed his boot against her raw pussy lips. The contact with the leather made her wince. “Do it now...” Severin laughed. “We’ve left your poor pet alone for too long. You didn’t think we’d just let him watch you have all the fun, did you?”
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 Lilah E. Noir is an author of dark erotic novels and psychological stories. Her work has elements of taboo, seduction and different aspects of the BDSM lifestyle, with a touch of romance and tenderness. If you love flawed characters, submissive alpha females, unconventional dominant heroes, angst, emotional darkness, lots of kinky sex scenes her books might be your kind of pleasure. [image error] Visit my website – http://lilahenoir.com Like my page on Facebook – http://facebook.com/lilahenoir Follow me on Twitter – https://twitter.com/lilahenoir Follow me on Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/lilahe.noir/ Subscribe to my YouTube channel for book trailers and audio samples – https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9AJW_di54VkWas5JtqpILw Go to Amazon and check the rest of my books – https://www.amazon.com/Lilah-E.-Noir/e/B016D4Z1XW Follow me on BookBub – https://www.bookbub.com/profile/lilah-e-noir

Release Day Blitz: Underlayes Omnibus

Underlayes: Omnibus by T. A. Moorman Published November 28, 2019 by GothicMoms Studios Paranormal/Supernatural Suspense/Fantasy
Synopsis -
Underlayes is another dimension where all sorts of nocturnal creatures reside; witches, vampires, fae, shifters, werewolves… The dimension was created by all these creatures working side by side to escape the scrutiny and danger to their existence that stemmed from the human world. And they most definitely reek tons of havoc on a regular basis. While there is no racism, discrimination, or bigotry. There's still tons of ignorance, foolery, and good old fashioned jealousy. Including, but not limited to a magical, dysfunctional family. A strong hybrid couple with baby mama drama. Another hybrid that's kidnapped by her own great-grandmother. A female with a second chance at life after suffering domestic violence. And a romantic rendezvous with hellhounds as chaperones.
This special edition not only takes you deeper into the world of Underlayes, it also includes the first four books in the series along with a special Mother's Day short story. That's not all! There's also an Interview with a Demon.
Get ready to laugh, cry, cringe, and maybe even fall in love.
"Fans of Charmed, BlackPanther & Immortals After Dark are sure to fall in love with the new Underlayes series. Full of magic, vampires, witches, demons, & one dysfunctional family nobody would voluntarily cross."
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07YGQPVJTUniversal Link: https://books2read.com/UnderlayesGoodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/48638932-underlayes



About the Author:
When you become a Mom, you begin to put yourself last, and your combat boots begin to collect dust. Going to your child's PTA meetings in full Gothic, especially industrial, regalia is pretty much frowned upon. Especially by your own children, and your teens would die of a heart attack. But, one should not have to completely stop being themselves, uniqueness is greatness. So all of that darkness is put into words in her books, and designs in her jewelry sold in her Gothic Moms Dark Charms shop on Etsy and Rebels Market. Best-selling and Award Winning Author, also a single mother of five beautiful children, but by far more than just that. T. A. Moorman is an artist, a former violinist, a seamstress, a crafter, a writer, a blogger, a reviewer, a dark confidant and a darkly dangerous, fiercely protective friend. And now also a student of the University of Phoenix! She still hopes to one day find her Dark Knight in shining armor, since Prince Charming would never be able to handle her. And currently broke, so go buy something of hers and tell everyone you know how much you love her books.

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New Release: Babes in Bondage

The Babes Get Kinky - #BDSM #Erotica #LGBTQ @LisabetSarai
Looking for something hot as autumn closes in? Grab a copy of Lisabet Sarai’s new release, Babes in Bondage , Book 5 in her Vegas Babes series.
Blurb
It’s 9 PM in Vegas. Do you know your safe word?
Some people just won’t mind their own business. When an anti-porn terrorist group shuts down the Sin City Fetish Fair, Larry Archer offers The Fox’s Den as an alternative venue.  With the assistance of newly arrived dominant Master Shark, plans for the Den’s very first Kink Night quickly take shape. Indeed, the denizens of the Den are practicing their BDSM techniques well before the event.
Blonde, beautiful and untouched, Patricia Hastings leads the Citizens Resisting American Perversion in their fight against filth. She’s determined to destroy the licentious, permissive, anything-but-vanilla strip club – whatever it takes.  A smidgen of plastic explosive should do the trick... If only she can resist her attraction to the voluptuous, red-headed minx Annie, and her own secret craving for surrender.
Caught in the act of sabotage, Patty faces a choice: arrest, scandal and prison, or private punishment at the hands of Master Shark and his horny acolytes. Will C.R.A.P.’s paragon of purity uphold her prudish principles? Or consent to the violations that populate her forbidden fantasies?
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M/F Kinky Excerpt
“Do you want to top me, darling?” Rising to her feet, she shimmied out of her denim skirt and kicked it aside. She stood before him, nude and proud, her ginger curls stirring in the balmy October breeze, sex-juice trickling down the insides of her thighs.
Ted’s cock jumped in approval, though his face showed confusion. “But you’re such a take-charge girl, Annie. You’re anything but submissive.”
“Are you sure?” She turned her back to him, displaying her recently assaulted ass. “Look closely.”
He obeyed, leaning in until she felt his warm breath on her skin. “Are those marks?” he asked in wonder. “Bruises?” He traced the fading signs of her afternoon spanking, waking faint echoes of the pain while stoking the fire of her arousal.
“Inez can be quite fierce at times. A bit scary.”  Annie pivoted to face him. “But I trust her. She’s an expert. She senses how much I can bear, and never pushes me any further.” She leaned over to brush her lips across his. “Or at least, not much further.” She flashed him a provocative grin.
“But I’m not an expert,” Ted protested. “Just the opposite.”
“I trust you completely, baby. I trust the bond between us, the power that first drew us together.” She scanned his still-worried face. Should she should back off? Perhaps he really wasn’t ready for this. “But maybe you don’t want to top me.”
 “Oh, I do.” His voice was almost too soft to hear. “You wouldn’t believe how much.”
Annie sank to her knees on the tiled balcony floor and bowed her head. “Then take me, Sir. I’m yours.”
“Annie…”
He stood, close enough that his rampant cock bobbed inches from her mouth. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva at the notion of tasting him, but restrained herself. She had to let him lead.
“What should I do?”
“Whatever you want, Sir.” She ventured a glance upward, meeting his eyes, full of carnal hunger and lingering uncertainty. She couldn’t help licking her lips. “You might, for instance, begin by fucking my face.”
Ted chuckled, suddenly sounding much more confident. “Oh! Are you giving me instructions, slave?”
“No, Sir. It was just a suggestion.”
“Well, I have some other thoughts. Don’t move. I’ll be back.”
He disappeared into the condo, leaving her kneeling on the cold, hard surface. Arousal zipped through her in a tight circuit, from her nipples to her clit and back. The heady fragrance of her own dripping cunt teased her nostrils.
She closed her eyes, trying to slow her racing pulse, struggling with her almost overwhelming excitement. She might come just from the thrill of waiting, the knowledge that she’d surrendered all power to her lover.
The wind rose for a moment, tangling her hair. Faint traffic noise reached her ears. Her knees hurt. Ted had been gone a long time, or so it seemed. Did he have second thoughts? Should she go looking for him?
 She forced herself to stillness. Patience was a major component of surrender.
“You’re dripping all over the floor, slut!”
Annie started, her heart slamming against her ribs. With her eyes closed and her focus turned inward, she hadn’t heard him arrive.
“Clean up your mess,” he ordered.
Trying not to smile at his bossy tone, Annie bent at the waist. A small pool of cunt-juice had formed between her spread thighs. She licked up every drop, enjoying the tang of her personal musk. She was no stranger to the taste of pussy.
When she’d finished her appointed task, she knelt up, with her hands clasped at the small of her back. Ted reached down to run a finger over the still-damp tiles, ostensibly to evaluate her work. On his way up, he swiped the finger through her soaked sex-folds.
Annie gasped as a storm of pleasure raged through her. She’d been close to climax simply from contemplating her own submission. His touch pushed her to the very edge. She teetered there, struggling for control.
He seized a hank of her hair and raised her face to his. “You don’t come unless I tell you to. You know that, right?”
About the Author
LisabetSarai becameaddicted towords atan earlyage. Shebegan readingwhen shewas four.She wroteher firststory atfive yearsold andher firstpoem atseven. Sincethen, shehas writtenplays, tutorials,scholarly articles,marketing brochures,software specifications,self-help books,press releases,a five-hundredpage dissertation,and lotsof eroticaand eroticromance – over onehundred titles,and counting,in nearlyevery sub-genre—paranormal, scifi,ménage, BDSM,GLBT, andmore. Regardlessof thegenre, everyone ofher storiesillustrates hermotto: Imaginationis theultimate aphrodisiac.
You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads, Pinterest, and  Twitter. Join her VIP email list here: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh

Release Day Blitz: Mind In Chains

Mind In Chains by Bruce M. Perrin Published November 4, 2019 Mystery/Thriller/Suspense
Synopsis:
It was spring in the Midwest and the perfect storm was brewing.

A scientist of considerable renown, Dr. James Conroy, Jr., was leading a grassroots movement to improve access to medical treatment in the United States. At the same time, a group known as the Crusaders for Common Sense was rallying around the cry, “Stop Playing God with Medicine.” Claiming that medical science merely maintained the body while the soul rotted from within, they stood opposed to Conroy—violently opposed.

Like most residents of St. Louis, Missouri, Sam “Doc” Price and Nicole Veles watched in horror as the violence escalated. But after a noted medical researcher was attacked at Nicole’s apartment, she and Doc were plunged into a world of domestic terrorism.Doc found an unlikely ally in FBI Special Agent Rebecca Marte. Together, they tried to make sense of the Crusaders’ actions that defied all logic. The terrorists showed no fear of identification—or even death. In the end, Doc risked everything he loved in a final, deadly gambit with the Crusaders, only to find that the cost of his ploy might be more than he was willing to pay.

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Excerpt:
Seven years before the events described in the book and Nurse Martha Wilson has discovered a missing newborn:
As they turned into the wing with the nursery, Martha slowed and turned to Jorge. “They’ll find her, won’t they?” Jorge said nothing for a moment, so she added, “The truth.”
Jorge sighed. “I can’t really say. Is there an angry ex-spouse somewhere? A childless neighbor? All I know is that the police will run down every lead before they give up.”
“But if it’s not friends or family?” Martha asked although she thought she knew the answer.
“Then you’ve done everything you could. Getting this on the air in 20 minutes is a good start; the first few hours are the most important. After that, the chances start going down fast. And after a few days ….” He shook his head but didn’t finish.


Martha shuddered and squeezed her eyes closed. These were facts she had heard before, but they had been only meaningless statistics at the time. Now, they tore at her heart, the pain worsening with each tick of her mental clock.

Two hours later, after meeting with the local police who had no news about Baby Jane Doe, Martha couldn’t control her emotions any longer. She started sobbing.

Six hours later, the interviews were complete, and Martha took a taxi home, afraid to trust her driving. She went to bed, hardly speaking to her husband. The next day, she called in sick. And the day after. And the day after that.

To Martha, the news was always the same. There were no ex-spouses. The neighbors either had children or were retired with their children now raising their own. Video cameras had caught the comings and goings from the maternity wing at the hospital, but everyone belonged. Simply put, there were no suspects, and the trail, if there ever had been one, was ice cold.

After ten days passed and there was no news about Baby Jane Doe, Martha went to work only to resign. She couldn’t face another expectant mother, knowing she had lost a human life left in her care.

About the Author:
Bruce Perrin has been writing for more than twenty-five years, although you will find most of that work only in professional technical journals or conference proceedings.  After receiving a PhD in Industrial/Organizational Psychology and completing a career in psychological research and development at a major aerospace company, he’s now applying his background to writing novels.  Not surprisingly, most of his work falls in the techno-thriller, mystery, and hard science fiction genres, examining the intersection of technology and the human mind now and in the future.  Besides writing, Bruce likes to tinker with home automation and is an avid hiker, logging nearly 2,500 miles a year in the first six years of Fitbit ownership.  When he is not on the trails, he lives with his wife in St. Louis, MO.
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Release Day Blitz: Break My Bones

Break My Bones by Rachael Tamayo Published October 19, 2019 by Tangled Tree Publishing Psychological Thriller
Synopsis - 
Staring down the barrel of a loaded 9mm is a wake-up call, especially when it’s your husband’s finger on the trigger. Brooklyn James’s only thought is to take her baby and run. It's better to end up on the streets than suffer one more day beneath her husband's hand.

Finally back on her feet, Brooklyn is stronger, better prepared, and determined not to run. That is until she gets the call that her husband has been released from prison after serving his three years for DWI.


Cain James has his wife on his mind, always. With his friend Donovan at his side, anything is possible. He can find her, bring her home, make her love him again. While Cain has serious anger issues, Donovan is much worse. Cain can’t control his friend's sick, twisted mind and even sicker actions.


Donovan has Cain's best interest at heart, and he'll do whatever it takes to help Cain bring his wife home—including murder. After his time in prison, Cain doesn’t want to hurt his wife again and becomes a man torn—divided between the darkness inside him, his twisted love, and his lifelong protector, Donovan.


As Cain tries to convince his wife that he’s changed, he watches the bodies hit the floor one by one at the hands of his sidekick. Enraged by his estranged wife’s new love and conflicted by his own anger and need to protect his family, Cain unravels.


He can’t live without her, and he won’t let her live without him.

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About the Author:
Short:  Rachael Tamayo was born and raised in Texas, and has a unique insight into mental illness due to her former twelve years in law enforcement.  She enjoys weaving both the darkness and the hope of humanity into her books.  
Long:Rachael Tamayo is a former 911 emergency operator and police dispatcher.  After twelve years in those dark depths, she’s gained a unique insight into mental illness, human behaviour, and the general darkness of humanity that she likes to weave into her books.  A formerly exclusive romance author tried her hand at thrillers in her award-winning novel, Crazy Love, and loved it so much that she decided not to turn back. Born and raised in Texas, Rachael lives in the Houston area with her husband of almost fifteen years, and their two small children.   

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