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February 26, 2020
February 24, 2020
Can you handle a rough ‘n’ tough hockey player? How about seven of them? #hot #hockey #romance #
I hope so, because the entire HOT ICE series is now available in paperback. That’s a lot of heat, passion and testosterone for your bookshelf, the Vipers play to win, on and off the ice!
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Cross-Checked
Slap Shot
Teamwork
High-Sticked
Misconduct
Russian Heat
*Of course you can still read the entire boxed set on ebook and Kindle Unlimited!
February 23, 2020
Featured Book - GABRIEL'S ANGEL by CAROLINE MAcCALLUM #paranormal #romance
When destiny gets it wrong, a lifetime of true love hangs in the balance.
Gabriel Black doesn’t want to believe he’s been dumped, but when the texts, calls and sweetly scented letters from his long-distance girlfriend, Elle Cassidy, suddenly stop, what else can he think?
Just as well his family is starting a new life away from the rat race, which means he can find out what’s going on face to face. But when things don’t go to plan, he finds it hard to keep his cool. And when life gets downright creepy, Gabe’s hot temper quickly burns through his veins as he struggles to comprehend his situation.
When the dust settles, he learns that a twist of fate means he’ll have to navigate a new, never-before-trodden path if he’s to have Elle at his side. It’s not easy, danger lurks in the shadows and he has to fight to protect what’s his. But Gabriel and Elle have allies, the ghostly glow of the moonlight is their friend, family love provides breathtaking strength, and together they can face the future no matter how many soul-takers try to tear them apart.
"Great book. Didn't want it to end!"
"Describes the scenery perfectly and reminds me of my own teenage angst."
"Can't wait to hear more from this author."
February 21, 2020
Saturday Spankings #satspanks #erotic #bdsm #romance
Welcome to another Saturday Spankings, it's great to have you here. This week a few from SHARED which along with its sequel SHARED TOO has just become available in paperback!
ABOUT
Room to Let. Wanted: Girl to Share.
Struggling artist Ariane Arlington flees the Welsh valleys after exposing her corrupt boss. But when the sun rises she finds herself jobless and homeless in Cardiff city with barely a penny to her name.
She responds to an advert in the local paper - Room to let, wanted, girl to share. What she doesn't realize is that the two insanely gorgeous guys who live in the penthouse apartment really do want a girl to share, in every sense of the word.
Fortunately for Ariane, rent is the last thing on their minds. She discovers the men are bound together by a turbulent past. Liam, a computer whiz, keeps a painful secret hidden beneath his buff exterior, whilst Quinn, a pioneering neurosurgeon, wonders if he'll ever meet a woman who can live with his controlling ways. They admit the one thing missing from their lives is a woman just like Ariane, who can handle them both in and out of the bedroom and who, together, they can keep satisfied, loved and most of all, safe.
I jerked my hips searching for his face and yanked at my cuffs, furious. I’d been ready to come, just about to explode, and it would have been delicious, my G-spot was in perfect tune with my clit, it would have been double the pleasure, double the intensity. “No,” I wailed like an aggrieved child. “Quinn, I was just about to, that’s cruel. Please.”“Turn the hell over.” He scooped me up and I yelped in surprise. The next thing I knew my wrists had crossed as my belly hit the mattress. My forehead sank into the pillow as he dragged me onto my knees. Again one leg, my right this time, slipped to the floor so I was half on, half off the bed with my behind in the air.“Do as I say, Ariane, remember this is me in charge and every time you don’t do as I say I will spank you all the harder.”I pushed to my elbows. The word spank had been used, again. My clit quivered, the exposed flesh on my behind tingled. Every time Quinn just uttered the word spank I got a thrill in a new, uncharted part of my being.I heard a rustle in the box as Quinn swept one hand over the orbs of my buttocks. “I love your ass,” he said in a tender voice. “So pale and creamy, so round and soft.”“And here was me thinking you were a tit man,” I said, with a healthy portion of irritation.“With you I’m both,” he said.And then it hit down. A whack from something hard and solid landed on my right butt cheek. I jerked forward and cried out, surprised by the sheer force. There was nothing gentle about the way Quinn had hit me, he’d put pure male strength behind it.Suddenly my whole buttock was ablaze, as though it had been pierced by a thousand needles, even the air in the room felt hot against it.Then he stroked over the seared skin and soothing noises escaped his lips. “So pretty,” he said. “You’re flushing pink already, I can’t wait to see you red, red and hot.”I let out a quiet moan. The pain was starting to ease.Another blow hit down. On my left buttock this time. I bit my lip, tears sprang in my eyes. But this time the pain, the burn, radiated outward and settled its intensity in my pussy. It was as though the heat, all those needles, were darting pleasure and stimulation to where I needed it most.I found myself squirming, wanting more. I groaned. Bemused at the conflict between my physical and sensual being.“You need to say anything?” Quinn asked from behind me. “You need to use any words, Ariane?”“No, no,” I said, shaking my head against the pillow.He slid his fingers down the crack of my butt cheeks and over my anus. I felt so hot, so wet, so supersensitive. He found my pussy and pushed in two fingers and began to fret at my G-spot again.I moaned and arched to his touch even as I was thinking I wouldn’t survive this. It was so concentrated, so intense.Another slap rained down. It definitely felt like wood hitting me, something round, like a table tennis paddle perhaps.And then the blows poured down fast and steady, alternating cheeks as Quinn’s wicked fingers pumped inside me. I was getting ready to climax, how could a spanking be bringing me so close to tumbling over the edge? My clit was humming but it didn’t need attention, I was going to come anyway.I could hear Quinn’s breaths harsh and ragged behind me. Each time a blow hit I could sense the change in air pressure just before the connection. “So red now,” he said hoarsely. “You’re so red, Ariane, not much more, not much more, come for me now, come.”
SHARED
SHARED TOO
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February 20, 2020
His Vampire Harem Now Available on Paperback
My popular all male harem novels, HIS VAMPIRE HAREM and HIS VAMPIRE HAREM BOOK TWO are both now available as paperbacks! That's a whole lot of hot vampire to stack on your shelf!
HIS VAMPIRE HAREM
HIS VAMPIRE HAREM BOOK TWO
February 18, 2020
February 16, 2020
THE LAST POST - OUT NOW #british #crime #thriller #detective #serialkiller #ku
Out today, THE LAST POST, book #2 in my popular IRONASH series. Don't miss it - but don't expect hearts and flowers, this story is a thrilling crime novel and there's a serial killer on the loose!
Justice will be served.
DI Shona Williams knew her cold case would be a hard one to crack, but she hadn't counted on it being so heart-wrenching. Resettling in Ironash has sent her emotions into overdrive, and vile, violent memories are flooding her brain.
But there's a distraction she must attend to. A crazed killer is on the loose at a music festival. Bodies are being mutilated, young people targeted. But why, and who the hell would do such a thing?
As the horrific case unfolds, the angel of death singing loud and clear, Shona mustn't lose her grip. She has to keep her cool, even when the ghost from her past appears.
And he's the Devil himself.
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If you missed book #1
SIN, REPENT, REPEAT
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Coming Soon book #3
BLIND PANIC
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February 14, 2020
Saturday Spankings #SatSpanks #BDSM #historical #regency #romance #spanking
Welcome to Saturday Spankings, here's a few from my Regency spanking novel THE DUKE'S PET. Available on Amazon and if you're a KU subscriber, you can grab it from there!
Penniless and with no prospects for marriage, twenty-one-year-old orphan Jemima Cooper has no choice but to take any work she can find, no matter how shameful. When she is sent by her employer to serve the Duke of Hillcrest, however, Jemima is surprised to discover that the handsome, eccentric nobleman intends to make her not merely his concubine but also his pet.
Within moments of her arrival at the duke’s home, Jemima finds herself purring like a kitten as a collar is placed around her neck, and it isn’t long before she is blushing crimson and trying to hide her helpless arousal as she is led through her new master’s estate wearing nothing but a tail.
Though the duke soon proves more than ready to bare his beautiful pet’s bottom and spank her firmly for any disobedience, his stern dominance only increases Jemima’s need for him, and when he takes her in his arms and claims her properly it is better than she could have ever imagined. But will she always be just the duke’s pet, or will he one day make her his bride?
“Sorry will not right your wrong,” he snapped.“But... it was an accident.”“An accident that would not have happened had you been obedient.”Suddenly her world turned upside down. He’d tipped her over his lap and pulled her close to his hard body. His thighs were thickly muscled and warm through his pants and his hold on her like a lock of steel.“Hey, get off me!” She scrabbled for something to hold onto, found the floor, and yelped as a hard swat landed on her backside. The sensation was shocking and stung like a swarm of bees.“I will not have my work interfered with.”Another smack, then another and another.She kicked and squirmed, trying to break free. It was mortifying to be spanked like a child would be... except no, this was much harder than anyone would strike a child, this had real male muscle behind it.He held her tighter, drawing her against his torso. “Keep still.” His voice was a low growl. He sounded almost feral, animal-like, and the tone sent a shiver through her.I am his. That is how it is here.He’d bought her, he could do as he pleased whether that pained her, scared her, or demeaned her—or all three.He didn’t let up, the loud thwacks of his palm connecting with her petticoat snapping around the room and up to the high ceiling.“Oh... it hurts,” she cried when she felt she could take no more.“It’s supposed to.” His voice still held that raw, masculine tone.She clenched her fists as the spanking continued. At least her ass had some protection from her petticoat.“This is in the goddamn way.” He gripped the waistband of her last piece of clothing and yanked it down, completely exposing her buttocks.Her poor bottom was utterly at his mercy.“Oh, please.” She tried to grab the petticoat and pull it up.But it was no good. He was too big, strong, and determined and swatted her attempts away. “Stop that nonsense.”For a moment he was still and she imagined him staring at the globes of her behind, no doubt red from his ministrations.Humiliation had her skin crawling at the same time it was smarting. No man had ever laid eyes on her naked behind before.Oh, why does he have to do this to me?And then the punishment resumed. This time on naked, vulnerable skin. She attempted to protect her buttocks, sending the flat of her palm around in an effort to relieve some of the burning rain of slaps he was sending down.He batted her hand away. “Little kitten, if I have to tell you again to keep still, this spanking will go on for three times as long as it should do. For it pains me not to teach you this lesson, only you.”“Oh, Duke... please.”“Be silent and take it.”
