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Welcome Ellora's Cave author, Jennifer Kacey...

1.    What do you wish men understood about women? – That we’re just plain emotional and that’s not a bad thing. Yes it can be drama-filled, and confusing, but it also brings deep understanding, empathy and passion that we would otherwise not be capable of.
2.    Do you only work on one book at a time? – Heavens no. At minimum I’m normally writing on one full-length novel plus a short story, making notes on other books down the road in the series along with other books no one knows about. Ooh and then I’ll slip edits in as well as soon as they hit my inbox. Lots of things going at once. Always!
3.    Who is your favorite fictional couple? – Romeo and Juliet which is probably because I just finished watching Shakespeare in Love. It’s such an epic love story. It’s traversed years and eras, being re-made again and again, and adapted to fit the current day and time. They are a time-less couple which is why they’re my favorite.
4.    Favorite TV show? – Big Bang Theory! Everyone who knows it sing along! Soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur… Happy kitty, sleepy kitty, purr, PURR, purr….. LOVE THAT SHOW!
5.    Do you set daily writing goals? Word count? Number of chapters? Do you get a chance to write every day? – It honestly depends on what my deadline schedule is and how many other things I have going at the same time. If I’m really rushing I’ll try to get 3000 words in every day. No, I don’t get to write every day but I’d say 6 days a week. With working full-time, along with writing, sometimes life just gets in the way.
6.    Who was the last person you hugged? – My son, who is 10 going on 40 and one of the best huggers ever to grace my life.
7.    What are you working on now? – Jenna’s Consent the next full length novel in the Members Only series. It features the corset wearing self-suspension beauty, Jenna. Nick, the man she’s tried not to love. And Ian, the one she’s never gotten out of her heart. Two men who can’t stand each other and the submissive caught somewhere between love and lust.
I’m also working on, Accidental Voyeur, which a quickie I’ll be self-pubbing in the Members Only series.
8.    Tell us about your latest release and where we can find it – Haleigh’s Ink, my latest release, is about a woman determined to take her life back after she nearly lost her battle with breast cancer. She finds love and acceptance and the start of something new in the arms of the best friend who walked away from her years earlier, and his Dom. They open her eyes to a world she’s only dreamed of and a life she’s always wanted, but fear may stop all of them if they can’t find a way to give love a chance.

Haleigh’s Inkby Jennifer Kacey
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
BLURB:
Members Only, Book Two
Ink.
A three-lettered word that means different things to many people. Pictures and words that might stand as a reminder of love, loss, rebellion, or camaraderie. For Haleigh Grace, it meant freedom.
Walking through the doors of the tattoo parlor, Inkfluence, marked the start of taking her life back. Making it what she wanted it to be. No one was going to tell her she couldn’t. Not ever again.
Little did she know that behind those doors stood Kyle Muse. He was her best friend, who had walked away years ago without a backwards glance. The one man she fantasized would someday be her knight in shining armor. The one she saved herself for.
But, he has a knight of his own. Tall, dark, and dangerously sexy, Scott Preston. The owner of the very shop Haleigh has an appointment with at midnight.
Feelings long buried rise to the surface and the three find themselves bound by more than just ink…
A Romantica® ménage BDSM erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave


EXCERPTS “So you aren’t disappointed he’s gay?” He repeated it again. She shook her head and raised an eyebrow. He saw her mind rolling the syllable “duh” around but figured saying it wasn’t going to happen since it wasn’t polite or some shit. “Woman, you are confusing as all hell.”
“You have atrocious language skills.”
“There goes the good manners badge I was working on. And princess, I haven’t used any really bad four-letter words since you walked in but if you don’t start talking, I’m going to drop F-bombs left and right. So stop stalling and spit it out. Jesus. And you’re about to keel over.”
He grabbed her arm, kind of gently, and dragged her in front of the couch facing the wall of photos. He pressed her shoulder until she sat with a thump, and before she scrambled up, he planted his fists on both sides of her on the cushion, caging her in. She opened her mouth to tell him to shove it probably, in the nicest of terms he was sure, but he pinned her with a stare that scared most full-grown men.
He cocked his head, waiting until she huffed out, “Fine.”
It sounded like “Yes Sir” to him and hot damn, she made Mr. Stiffy jump up to say hello.
He stalked off, snagging her a cup of water from the cooler in the corner. Her focus was trained outside where Kyle had gone. Scott glanced up, catching Oscar staring at him with a grin. He glared at the water in his hand and at Oscar again. Oscar’s grin grew from tiny to ginormous. Damn, looked like “ridicule boss” just got added onto Oscar’s to-do list.



AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Jennifer Kacey is a wife, mother, and business owner living with her family in Texas. She sings in the shower, plays piano in her dreams, and has to have a different color of nail polish every week. The best advice she’s ever been given? Find the real you and never settle for anything less.
Website - http://www.jenniferkacey.com/
Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/jennifer.kacey.7
Twitter - https://twitter.com/JenniferKacey
Goodreads – http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6941549.Jennifer_Kacey
Pinterest - http://pinterest.com/jenniferkacey/
Buy links
Amazon - http://www.amazon.com/Jennifer-Kacey/e/B00GXHUB30/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1392499139&sr=8-1
B&N - http://www.barnesandnoble.com/c/jennifer-kacey
Ellora’s Cave - http://www.ellorascave.com/haleigh-s-ink.html
 

Jennifer will be awarding a swag pack from her and lots of other EC authors to one randomly drawn commenter during the tour, and another prize will be awarded to one randomly drawn commenter of a swag pack from the author and an autographed copy of the Romanticon 2013 Program which includes 78 author signatures and signatures from all 8 cavemen that attended. (US ONLY)

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Welcome erotic romance writer, Missy Leigh...

The Net Promo Blitz
By Missy Leigh
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Blurb –Polite conversation and gracious manners wouldn't benefit her in a world of raunchy innuendoes and vulgar requests. Country club attitudes didn't belong in private chat rooms and back room parlors.
Rated M for MatureDue to strong language and sexual content, this material is not suitable for readers under 18+M/F, F/F, M/F/F, BondageDivorced, unemployed and on the verge of bankruptcy, Megan Matthews is desperate for quick cash. When a friend suggests the world of video sex chat, Megan is forced to decide. Can she trade gracious, country club conversations for raunchy innuendos and vulgar requests? When you've spent your entire life playing by the rules, breaking them can be sinfully delicious.
Buy Link-Amazon - http://www.amazon.com/The-Erotic-Romance-Missy-Leigh-ebook/dp/B00IT6EYTU/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1395268140&sr=8-1&keywords=missy+leigh
Teasers –
Teasers #1"I didn't want to be responsible for stealing your innocence.""You can't steal something I willingly give.""I know that now, but more than anything, I wanted to shield you from me, from the industry, from worldly corruption. You're everything I'll never be, Megan.""But you're everything I want to be," she whispered. Scooting closer, she wrapped her fingers in his hair. "You're generous, kind hearted, loving, and honest. You're gentle yet aggressive, bold yet secretive. I didn't tell you how I felt about you because I didn't think I was your type.""You're too good for me.""And you for me."His heart cartwheeled. If this wasn't love, then it didn't exist.
Teaser #2Adult entertainers bring pleasure to a world of unsatisfied people. Consensual, adult sex—whether it's visual or physical—is a basic and essential need. Some might condemn me for thinking so, but screw 'em. I've spent my entire life worried about 'them', but not anymore.
Teaser #3She sensed movement and knew he'd knelt down in front of her. Was it possible to survive without air? It had to be. Her lungs were failing and yet she was very much alive.
It's just crazy weird to talk about myself in third person so I'll keep it real with fun facts.Things you may or may not want to know:1.) I live in small town Texas but wish the town was smaller.2.) If you can make me laugh I'm a friend for life.3.) I also write under another pen name.4.) I'm in love with the idea of love but think sex is easier.5.) I'm a Scorpio.
That's me in a nutshell. No fanfare, no upsell, just me.
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Welcome erotic romance writer, Shelly Gitlow...

Dispatches from ParadiseByShelly Gitlow
BLURB:   
Author and screenwriter Shelly Gitlow makes her fiction debut in this colorful, lightning-paced, and often wildly unpredictable modern tale about sex, lies, and love.
From the very first page, DISPATCHES FROM PARADISE takes readers to the family battlefield of three generations of women living together in the sultry city of Miami -- where DD cups abound, octogenarians recite erotic poetry and an S&M Fitness class is not for the fainthearted.
Written in the distinct voices of Liz (39) who pulls the plug on her marriage and quits her job so she can re-boot her life, her over-sexed mother, Claudette (55) who’s searching for her next partner/meal ticket, and Darcy (18) Liz’s beautiful, reckless daughter who’s realizing she might also have a brain and be a lesbian, DISPATCHES FROM PARADISE explores the complex dynamics of the women’s relationships as they tear through Miami’s wild clubs and outrageous art scene, changing, growing and reconnecting on new terms.
Drawing upon her unique insights as a family therapist, author Shelly Gitlow gives readers three characters they will never forget.  Her debut novel marks the arrival of a bold brash narrative voice.

EXCERPTS 
(GRANDMOTHER) CLAUDETTE: “What a day! First Liz called and interrupted me ….. Then [Alphonse] keeled over and croaked, and his heinous children kicked me out on the street. I practically had to get on my knees and beg my daughter to let me stay with her. She detests me because I have a sex life, but that’s who I am, and I’m not changing. Talk about cramping a gal’s style. How am I going to have any fun with her around?”

AUTHOR INFORMATION:

Miami-based author Shelly Gitlow is the co-writer of the feature film Boynton Beach Club and the author of the novel Dispatches From Paradise.  In her former life, she was a family therapist and wrote several books on quality management.  She divides her time between New York City and Miami.
LINKS:  www.shellygitlow.comFacebook:  https://www.facebook.com/shellygitlow#Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Dispatches-From-Paradise-Shelly-Gitlow/dp/0983937877Books & Books: http://www.booksandbooks.com/book/9780983937876Barnes & Noble:  http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/dispatches-from-paradise-shelly-gitlow/1116010900?ean=9780983937876
Shelley will be awarding an autographed copy of the book to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.


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Kept���Various Authors...

1) Did you set any goals for 2014?

Yes, I���m a writer and I love writing, now I have a snazzy new office my goal is to write and have fun writing!

2) How long does it take you to write a 50,000-60,000 word manuscript?

Might as well ask how long is a piece of string. For me it varies, depending on how well the ideas are flowing and if I actually forget I have a family to look after, while my head is stuck in story land. So anywhere from four weeks to a year to write a 50k story.
4) Tell us about a new author you���ve recently discovered

Shirl Anders ��� contemporary erotic romance author.

5) Name two romances you���ve read more than once

Shirl Anders ��� her Red Rock set of books, I���ve read three times already, they are very compelling. I love a strong alpha male.

KEPT is a collection of  six capture themed novellas from six best selling authors. Please read the blurb for more information

Grand prize -  One book from each author.Rafflecopter code

http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/58cdfd178/Buy Links 

Are not available yet, please look on closer to release day, this is a self pub so it may not pop up til 3/5.

BLURB:From the darkest parts of the underworld, to aliens hunting on Earth, to planets far away, each of these capture-themed novellas by six bestselling authors takes you on a wild ride that will heat up your fantasies and keep you up all night long���reading.

From Holly S. Roberts - Can Sergeant Kelly Myers sacrifice her blood and body to a vampire to save her country or is Talon worse than the evil trying to kill them all? 

From Angela Castle -  Can alien King K���marr convince Ash they are Soul Bonds or will she let him succumb to the abyss of madness?

From Cari Silverwood���s new Preyfinder series - A Preyfinder is trained to withstand hardship and pain, and Jadd would rather kneel before a firestorm than leave his captive, Brittany, to be stalked and killed.

From Sorcha Black - Lying tangled in her sheets each night, dreaming of sex, virginal Shiloh never means to tempt the spying succubus.

From C.L. Scholey - Two hot aliens take the form of friends and spirit Cali away aboard their alien vessel.

From Leia Shaw - After accidentally turning off a device that could destroy earth, Maggie is abducted by a man with an accent as sexy as his looks and taken to Scotland to fix the device.

EXCERPT
PG Excerpt from Crimson by Holly Roberts

His whisper sent shivers across my skin, ���Past the alcohol, I smell your arousal. It���s calling my name, as does your blood.���

His hand ran over my arm, fingers trailing the sculpted outline of muscle. I couldn���t move. I didn���t want to move. Every nerve I possessed craved his touch, vibrated with need and screamed for more.

More him, more burn between my thighs, just���more.

One hand remained in my hair; the other tipped my chin up so I looked into his eyes. ���I���m hungry but I don���t think I can ignore the alcohol.��� He sniffed me again. ���I have one question. Are you here willingly?���

���What?��� I couldn���t have heard him correctly. What the fuck did willing have to do with this?

���Are. You. Willing?��� This time he asked slowly.

I tried to shake my head but his grasp was too firm. The haze that clouded my brain since entering the room dissipated slightly. ���What does willing have to do with anything?���

His eyes penetrated straight through me. I could feel them dissecting my brain, seeking answers that I was unable to give. ���It has everything to do with everything.���

The sudden release of my hair and chin had me stumbling back. Grabbing my arm to steady me, he looked down at my shoes. Dropping to one knee, he slipped them from my feet and my hands landed on his shoulders before I could stop myself. Once I stood barefoot, his face traveled up my leg, scenting me again. My dress lifted slightly when he reached the hem. His nose carried the material up just a bit until he stopped at the juncture of my thighs. His hands went to my ass as he pulled me against his face. I arched my back grinding myself even closer.

What the fuck was happening to me?

���Are you hungry?���

I looked down. His chocolate eyes were gazing into mine. The slow curve of his lips gave him the most kissable mouth I���d ever seen. He released my ass and stood in one fluid move. He repeated the question and finally my brain decided it could function. I hadn���t eaten since before my drunk-fest the night before. Maybe that���s what was wrong with me.

PG Excerpt from Universe Hunters by Connie Scholey

Their nude bodies had no meaning to either male except as vessels. Cali no longer felt uncomfortable around Blazar and Deimos. They were witty and charming. They swore they had only three more planets to visit and she would be home. Except they looked less eager to return her as time went by, especially after the first time Cali hugged them upon their return. They had been gone a particularly long time, long enough their normally hot bodies after a hunt, were only a little uncomfortable to touch. As they cooled down, their embraces were longer. Both men were not shy about seeking out her embraces when she explained a hug was offered as a show of affection. Deimos innocently referred to embraces as gifts. 

     Each night, the alien males came to her and with their special abilities they filled her belly pleasantly and cocooned her to sleep in warmth. It was so close to being loved Cali forgot she was basically a captive. Deimos seemed fascinated with the concept of mating. He explained their way of joining was different. There were no females or males, just entities. Their species needed to join but not for procreation, procreation was carefully monitored, but for socialization and comfort. Their platonic joining was how they helped Cali feel safe and warm at times she ���regenerated���, the word was Deimos���. Cali told him she slept. Blazar���s favorite place she learned early on was the console; Deimos loved talking to Cali when he had a spare moment.

     ���Your joining with me is fascinating. So you love with all of your being?��� Cali asked Deimos. They sat side by side on the healing bed. There was no other furniture; after all, what would a light need with chairs? It made sense to Cali.

     ���Yes. We absorb each other, grow brighter, stronger.���

By Leia ShawPG excerpt

I finally caught a long look at him in the kilt. Considering it was basically a skirt, I didn���t expect it to look so sexy. Somehow he���d managed to take something feminine and make it one of the most masculine things I���d ever seen. From his shaggy hair and bare chest down to his boots laced up around his thick calves, he looked like a warrior from another time. Or like a model about to do a photo shoot for some new kind of rugged cologne inspired by the Highlands. A horse could gallop by any minute and I���d expect him to grab its reins then hop on while telling me Evian���s new vitamin water gives him the power he needs to fight the the Kingdom of England in the war for independence.

I told myself to swallow so I wouldn���t drool. His mouth was moving. Was he talking to me?

Crimson Warrior by Holly S. Roberts Excerpts

Excerpt Two:

He lifted my breasts causing me to release his so he could put his mouth on my skin.

The stinging pain happened so quickly it took a moment for my brain to catch up with what he���d done and I flinched. He���d bitten me. He lifted his head and just a touch of fang flashed before he leaned in, closing his lips around my nipple again. He sucked it into his mouth making me go on to my toes.

He lifted me off my feet with strong hands wrapped around my hips as he lay back on the bed, my nipple still in his mouth. My pelvis slid over his jeans, the folds of my pussy rubbing against the material. He moved his leg and I completely straddled his thigh so I was able to push against him.

The suction on my breast stopped and he pinched hard on the other nipple. It felt so damn good.

���I���m going to bite.���

Was he fucking kidding me? Just do it. I needed the sting.

TOUR SCHEDULE

3/5/2014���What's On the Bookshelf

3/6/2014���The Pleasure of Reading Today

3/7/2014���Shayna Renee's Spicy Reads

3/10/2014���Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews 

3/11/2014���Rachel Leigh Erotic Romance 

3/12/2014���Tattooed Book Review

3/13/2014���Romance Book Craze 

3/14/2014���We Love Kink

3/17/2014���deal sharing aunt

3/18/2014���Kinky Book Reviews

3/19/2014���My Odd Little World 

Kept…Various Authors...

1) Did you set any goals for 2014?
Yes, I’m a writer and I love writing, now I have a snazzy new office my goal is to write and have fun writing!

2) How long does it take you to write a 50,000-60,000 word manuscript? Might as well ask how long is a piece of string. For me it varies, depending on how well the ideas are flowing and if I actually forget I have a family to look after, while my head is stuck in story land. So anywhere from four weeks to a year to write a 50k story.
4) Tell us about a new author you’ve recently discoveredShirl Anders – contemporary erotic romance author.

5) Name two romances you’ve read more than onceShirl Anders – her Red Rock set of books, I’ve read three times already, they are very compelling. I love a strong alpha male.Grand prize -  One book from each author.Rafflecopter codehttp://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/58cdfd178/Buy Links Are not available yet, please look on closer to release day, this is a self pub so it may not pop up til 3/5. BLURB:From the darkest parts of the underworld, to aliens hunting on Earth, to planets far away, each of these capture-themed novellas by six bestselling authors takes you on a wild ride that will heat up your fantasies and keep you up all night long…reading.
From Holly S. Roberts - Can Sergeant Kelly Myers sacrifice her blood and body to a vampire to save her country or is Talon worse than the evil trying to kill them all? 
From Angela Castle -  Can alien King K’marr convince Ash they are Soul Bonds or will she let him succumb to the abyss of madness?
From Cari Silverwood’s new Preyfinder series - A Preyfinder is trained to withstand hardship and pain, and Jadd would rather kneel before a firestorm than leave his captive, Brittany, to be stalked and killed.
From Sorcha Black - Lying tangled in her sheets each night, dreaming of sex, virginal Shiloh never means to tempt the spying succubus.
From C.L. Scholey - Two hot aliens take the form of friends and spirit Cali away aboard their alien vessel.
From Leia Shaw - After accidentally turning off a device that could destroy earth, Maggie is abducted by a man with an accent as sexy as his looks and taken to Scotland to fix the device.
EXCERPT
PG Excerpt from Crimson by Holly Roberts
His whisper sent shivers across my skin, “Past the alcohol, I smell your arousal. It’s calling my name, as does your blood.”
His hand ran over my arm, fingers trailing the sculpted outline of muscle. I couldn’t move. I didn’t want to move. Every nerve I possessed craved his touch, vibrated with need and screamed for more.
More him, more burn between my thighs, just—more.
One hand remained in my hair; the other tipped my chin up so I looked into his eyes. “I’m hungry but I don’t think I can ignore the alcohol.” He sniffed me again. “I have one question. Are you here willingly?”
“What?” I couldn’t have heard him correctly. What the fuck did willing have to do with this?
“Are. You. Willing?” This time he asked slowly.
I tried to shake my head but his grasp was too firm. The haze that clouded my brain since entering the room dissipated slightly. “What does willing have to do with anything?”
His eyes penetrated straight through me. I could feel them dissecting my brain, seeking answers that I was unable to give. “It has everything to do with everything.”
The sudden release of my hair and chin had me stumbling back. Grabbing my arm to steady me, he looked down at my shoes. Dropping to one knee, he slipped them from my feet and my hands landed on his shoulders before I could stop myself. Once I stood barefoot, his face traveled up my leg, scenting me again. My dress lifted slightly when he reached the hem. His nose carried the material up just a bit until he stopped at the juncture of my thighs. His hands went to my ass as he pulled me against his face. I arched my back grinding myself even closer.
What the fuck was happening to me?
“Are you hungry?”
I looked down. His chocolate eyes were gazing into mine. The slow curve of his lips gave him the most kissable mouth I’d ever seen. He released my ass and stood in one fluid move. He repeated the question and finally my brain decided it could function. I hadn’t eaten since before my drunk-fest the night before. Maybe that’s what was wrong with me.
PG Excerpt from Universe Hunters by Connie ScholeyTheir nude bodies had no meaning to either male except as vessels. Cali no longer felt uncomfortable around Blazar and Deimos. They were witty and charming. They swore they had only three more planets to visit and she would be home. Except they looked less eager to return her as time went by, especially after the first time Cali hugged them upon their return. They had been gone a particularly long time, long enough their normally hot bodies after a hunt, were only a little uncomfortable to touch. As they cooled down, their embraces were longer. Both men were not shy about seeking out her embraces when she explained a hug was offered as a show of affection. Deimos innocently referred to embraces as gifts.      Each night, the alien males came to her and with their special abilities they filled her belly pleasantly and cocooned her to sleep in warmth. It was so close to being loved Cali forgot she was basically a captive. Deimos seemed fascinated with the concept of mating. He explained their way of joining was different. There were no females or males, just entities. Their species needed to join but not for procreation, procreation was carefully monitored, but for socialization and comfort. Their platonic joining was how they helped Cali feel safe and warm at times she ‘regenerated’, the word was Deimos’. Cali told him she slept. Blazar’s favorite place she learned early on was the console; Deimos loved talking to Cali when he had a spare moment.     “Your joining with me is fascinating. So you love with all of your being?” Cali asked Deimos. They sat side by side on the healing bed. There was no other furniture; after all, what would a light need with chairs? It made sense to Cali.     “Yes. We absorb each other, grow brighter, stronger.”By Leia ShawPG excerptI finally caught a long look at him in the kilt. Considering it was basically a skirt, I didn’t expect it to look so sexy. Somehow he’d managed to take something feminine and make it one of the most masculine things I’d ever seen. From his shaggy hair and bare chest down to his boots laced up around his thick calves, he looked like a warrior from another time. Or like a model about to do a photo shoot for some new kind of rugged cologne inspired by the Highlands. A horse could gallop by any minute and I’d expect him to grab its reins then hop on while telling me Evian’s new vitamin water gives him the power he needs to fight the the Kingdom of England in the war for independence.I told myself to swallow so I wouldn’t drool. His mouth was moving. Was he talking to me?
Crimson Warrior by Holly S. Roberts ExcerptsExcerpt Two:He lifted my breasts causing me to release his so he could put his mouth on my skin.The stinging pain happened so quickly it took a moment for my brain to catch up with what he’d done and I flinched. He’d bitten me. He lifted his head and just a touch of fang flashed before he leaned in, closing his lips around my nipple again. He sucked it into his mouth making me go on to my toes.He lifted me off my feet with strong hands wrapped around my hips as he lay back on the bed, my nipple still in his mouth. My pelvis slid over his jeans, the folds of my pussy rubbing against the material. He moved his leg and I completely straddled his thigh so I was able to push against him.The suction on my breast stopped and he pinched hard on the other nipple. It felt so damn good.“I’m going to bite.”Was he fucking kidding me? Just do it. I needed the sting.
TOUR SCHEDULE3/5/2014
What's On the Bookshelf3/6/2014
The Pleasure of Reading Today3/7/2014
Shayna Renee's Spicy Reads3/10/2014
Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews 3/11/2014
Rachel Leigh Erotic Romance 3/12/2014
Tattooed Book Review3/13/2014
Romance Book Craze 3/14/2014
We Love Kink3/17/2014
deal sharing aunt3/18/2014
Kinky Book Reviews3/19/2014
My Odd Little World 

Make Me - Twelve Tales of Dark Desire...

Take a trip to the dark side with 12 books by some of the hottest names in edgy romance, including USA Today Bestselling authors CJ Roberts, Eliza Gayle, and Aleatha Romig!Pam Godwin - Beneath the Burn
Skye Warren - Wanderlust
Claire Thompson - Enslaved
Cari Silverwood - Take Me Break Me
Annabel Joseph - Comfort Object
Aleatha Romig - Consequences
Shoshanna Evers - The Man Who Holds the Whip
Annika Martin - The Hostage Bargain
Jasmine Haynes - Take Your Pleasure
Eliza Gayle - Play With Me
Pepper Winters - Tears of Tess
CJ Roberts - Captive in the Dark
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Cari Silverwood 
Annabel Joseph 
Aleatha Romig 
Shoshanna Evers 
Annika Martin 
Jasmine Haynes 
Eliza Gayle 
Pepper Winters 
CJ Roberts 

Goodreads Pam Godwin: Beneath the Burn
Skye Warren: Wanderlust
Claire Thompson: Enslaved
Cari Silverwood: Take Me, Break Me
Annabel Joseph: Comfort Object
Aleatha Romig: Consequences
Shoshanna Evers: The Man Who Holds The Whip
Annika Martin: The Hostage Bargain
Jasmine Haynes: Take Your Pleasure
 Eliza Gayle  - Play With Me 
Pepper Winters: Tears of Tess
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Welcome erotic romance writer, Skylar Kade...

1.                  Do you only work on one book at a time?Yes and no. I usually only draft one book at a time, but while that’s happening I plot out a second book and, if things align, edit a third. This is perfect for me because when I get annoyed with one project, I hop to the next!2.                  Who is your favorite fictional couple? What a tough question! Danielle and Prince Henry from Ever After are definitely at the top of that list. I love the way they change each other for the better. Their interactions are romantic and funny and they have the most interesting power dynamic inversion as this independent, strong-willed peasant shows the dashing prince how to stand for his beliefs—even when that includes falling in love with a commoner.4.                  Do you set daily writing goals? Word count? Number of chapters? Do you get a chance to write every day? My only goal is to write every day. Sometimes it’s a blog post and sometimes it’s 5,000 words. I’m very fortunate to have a schedule that allows me to make time for it.5.                  Who was the last person you hugged?Does my dog count? I have a sweet old pup who’s feeling a little achy, so she gets super cuddles. 
BLURB:One scorching-hot lesson could leave her begging for more.The Maison Chronicles, Book 3Reeling from the double whammy of her Dom’s abandonment, and accusations of colluding with a plagiarizing author, all literary agent Camille Winter wants is some low-profile, drama-free quality time.Just as she’s settling into a Maison Domine cabin with her to-be-read pile and a full slate of spa appointments, she finds herself sweet talked into playing topless assistant so some Dominant can run a BDSM educational demo.Architect Damien Winter is on a relationship hiatus, so he focuses his dominant energies on teaching BDSM classes. A chance encounter in Maison’s parking lot with a woman who angrily insists she’s no sub—though every line of her body screams otherwise—turns shocking when she winds up as temporary replacement for his demonstration partner.Damien is unprepared for the way her beautiful submission gets under his skin. And Camille never thought she’d fall, hard, for just the kind of man she’s sworn off. But when her ex’s vague threats turn serious, Damien fears he’s already lost the chance to claim her for his own.   EXCERPTThree hours later, he was on his way up to Maison Domine. With his smartphone calling out directions, he could keep all his focus on the scenery and the satellite rock station he was piping through his speakers. The freeways of LA weren’t much for the view, but once he hit the mountains…wow. It was like the trees drained away all his tension. Or maybe he was relaxing because he was closer to sating his needs.After missing the turnoff the first time he drove by, Damien pulled a U-turn and crept back down the road until he saw the weathered wood sign with an arrow pointing up a narrow, tree-lined road.His car rolled down the long drive, soundtracked by Guns N’ Roses’ “Welcome to the Jungle”, then burst into a wide-open clearing with a jaw-dropping view of the surrounding mountains. A large rustic structure took up the right half of the clearing, with most of the rest devoted to parking. More cars filled the lot than he’d expected for a Friday afternoon, but if other Angelinos had had weeks like his, maybe it wasn’t that big a surprise.Parking his car, he wondered what the large building held. Yes, he’d heard other kinksters rave about the private club, but he’d been to his fair share of upscale establishments before. What set this one apart?The answer sauntered across the parking lot, seeming to come from nowhere and heading for the front door. The woman’s body hit him like a wrecking ball. Every sense went on high alert and his heart jacked up its beat.Jet-black hair spilled around her shoulders in soft curls, obscuring her face. Her arms were crossed as she walked, as if warding off the mild day’s nonexistent cold. Slumping shoulders drew more attention to the beautiful hourglass shape of her back, her body encased in a flowing, black dress that clung in all the right places. She looked tall, maybe eye level to his chin, though maybe that was her black combat boots. Not fragile—supple. Warm.And crying. Her shoulders were shaking as she turned away from the building, facing him head-on. His demolition experts had nothing on that look. He wanted to kiss her reddened nose, wipe the tears from under her eyes. He popped open his door and headed for her.The woman’s eyes widened and she froze, a deer in the headlights.Car door open, keys still in the ignition, nothing mattered but this woman. He approached slowly, not wanting to alarm her. “Are you okay?” His voice echoed through the parking lot, though they weren’t that far apart.The dress swirled around her knees, tossed by the wind whipping around the mountaintop. The soft neckline of her dress draped around her full breasts. His palms itched to cup them.She nodded, letting her hair once again hide her face, which looked like it was made of the finest bone china. “Shitty week.”He took a few steps closer, then paused. He saw faint tan lines on her wrist, barely there, that looked like she’d been wearing a bracelet cuff for some time. “Is he really worth crying over?”Her pink lips clamped shut, then opened. “Look, thanks for your concern, but, really, it’s none of your business.” She swiped aside her hair to reveal twilight-blue eyes cracking with anger.Her defiance stroked down his chest and reached for his growing erection. “I’m sorry, but when I see a submissive alone and crying, I make it my business.” He invaded her personal space until she had to tilt her chin up to meet his eyes, but she didn’t back up. All traces of her dejection were gone. Good.The wind pulled at her curls as she jabbed a finger in his chest, like she was digging straight for his racing heart. “I’m not a submissve.”Her nails weren’t painted or manicured, not high maintenance like many women he’d dated. He found it refreshing. Authentic, like her anger. “Not a submissive?” He grabbed the hand that had poked him and raised her wrist to the light. Her pupils dilated and her breathing tightened. Her tongue darted out across her bottom lip and Damien had to restrain a groan. His thumb stroked along her inner wrist where her pulse was jumping like a living thing trying to escape. “How long did you wear his ownership bracelet while you weren’t a submissive?”She tugged at her wrist. A halfhearted attempt, since her other hand was clenched halfway to touching him. Being the ever-helpful Dominant, he closed the space between them, pulling her wrist up to his lips and laying a kiss on the pale flesh of her pulse point.“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she hissed.In response, he let her go and stepped back. “I’m proving a point.”She swayed toward him before scowling and taking her own shuffle backward.Her cocked eyebrow made him ache to play her until she begged to submit. She was a sassy thing and they had some chemistry crackling between them—something he certainly didn’t have with Lara, his demo bottom. “If you’re not a submissive, then I’m the Pope.”“That’s your point?” Her jaw ticced and when her hands fisted on her hips, it made her dress strain across her breasts. She looked beautiful when angry.Through sheer force of will he held his ground, keeping the distance between them. “No, sweetheart, the point was that you’re not crying anymore.”Her eyes spit every insult her lips seemed unable to form. It only made his cock harder. He replied with his most guileless smile, which only seemed to infuriate her. With a clench-jawed scream, she pivoted away and headed for the woods.“See you later,” he called as she retreated. Yeah, coming up to Maison Domine early had been a good idea. He’d need the extra time to learn more about this mystery “not a submissive” woman.  Buy LinksAmazonhttp://rcm-na.amazon-adsystem.com/e/cm?lt1=_blank&bc1=000000&IS2=1&bg1=FFFFFF&fc1=000000&lc1=0000FF&t=guilpleabookr-20&o=1&p=8&l=as4&m=amazon&f=ifr&ref=ss_til&asins=B00HVEDKYQB&N
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/surrender-to-fire-skylar-kade/1118197082?ean=9781619218833Bio:Skylar Kade, self-avowed hedonist and princess extraordinaire, started her writing career after throwing aside yet another romance she could not bring herself to finish. The run-on sentences! The purple prose! Oh, the horror of it was just too much. So she sat down to write her own tale. Her favorite part about writing is the extensive research.She currently resides in sunny Southern California, alternately cursing the polluted air and adoring the weather. Skylar spends her time asking the cabana boys to bring her more mimosas and feed her strawberries while she dreams up her next naughty adventure.She blogs at the SkylarVerse and with the Nine Naughty Novelists.Rafflecopter Code:http://www.rafflecopter.com/rafl/display/27bb553/ Tour Schedule
2/17/14
Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews 2/18/2014
Rachel Leigh Erotic Romance 2/19/2014
We Love Kink 
Harlie's Books 2/20/2014
Storm Goddess Book Reviews 2/21/2014
Wild Wordy Women 
What's On the Bookshelf2/24/2014
Confessions of 2 Book Lovers 2/25/2014
Tattooed Book Review 
Romance Book Craze 2/26/2014
Read More Romance 2/27/2014
Kinky Book Reviews 
deal sharing aunt 2/28/2014
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Welcome erotic romance writer, Heidi Lynn Anderson...

Birthday Wishesby Heidi Lynn Anderson
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BLURB:
Emily Samson’s awful thirtieth birthday consists of a solo bubble bath, burned microwave popcorn and a broken elevator – until both of her gorgeous landlords show up, making all her wishes come true.

Corporate whiz Emily Samson’s friends have deserted her for husbands and babies. So what does she do to celebrate turning the big 3-0? She buys herself popcorn and chocolate, refusing to settle for less than her ideal man. Or two. Her birthday wish is to be sandwiched between both her hunky landlords - as if that would ever happen outside of her most sensual, and secret, dreams.
Conner Walker and Jackson Smith are ready to find the one woman who can satisfy them both. However, finding that elusive someone to fulfill their needs has been like finding a snowflake in a snowstorm. When they rescue the normally uptight woman from 5B and discover her in cotton pjs instead of cherry red stilettos, they wonder if they’ve finally found the one strong enough to handle their demands.
EXCERPT
The woman, who strictly wore designer brands like Chanel and Gucci like armor, looked vulnerable and adorable in the stupid pajamas. Conner’s jeans suddenly felt a bit too tight in the crotch. He cleared his throat. “Sorry… you took us off guard.”
A pretty flush filled her cheeks and she pulled at her collar. “I wasn’t expecting company.”
Conner shifted his stance in an attempt to hide his raging erection. “We um…” Conner shoved his hands in his pockets.
Jackson stepped forward clasping his hands in front of his own hard-on. “What Conner is trying to say is that we came to tell you the elevator’s fixed.”
She unwrapped her injured palm and winced. “That doesn’t tell me why you are standing in my kitchen.”
Fresh longing punched Conner in the gut. “We thought there was a fire.”
He walked over beside her and reached over to turn on the tap. The back of his hand brushed the soft material covering her small waist. Heat exploded up his arm and raced to areas of his body he was trying not to think about at the moment.
“Here, put your hand under cold water.” He glanced at Jackson and frowned. The other man’s eyes filled with a hunger Conner knew all too well.
“Umm.” Emily stuck her hand under the faucet and winced. “I must have set the timer on the microwave for thirty minutes instead of three minutes.” She turned her burned hand under the rush of cool water and hissed in a breath between clenched

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

By day, Heidi Lynn Anderson is a wife, mother, and owner of a small Green-Cleaning company. By night, she spins erotic tales featuring hunky heroes and the women they love. When not working or writing, Heidi likes spending time with her husband and son, doing what Florida has to offer. Visit Heidi at www.heidilynnanderson.com
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Welcome erotic romance writer, Daisy Harris...

After the Rainby Daisy Harris
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BLURB:
They’re going to need a bigger tent.
Henri’s list of bad exes is as long as his arm, but nothing prepared him for his latest, heart-stomping breakup. He thought he couldn’t feel more abandoned, until his ride for a group camping trip bails, leaving him stuck driving for hours with a guy who is absolutely not his type.
After breaking up with his girlfriend of five years, firefighter Logan is working up the nerve to explore his interest in men. He knows he’s gay. He just hasn’t had the guts to do anything about it…until now.
Henri’s big-city attitude and tight jeans push every last one of Logan’s buttons, and when he and Henri have to share a tent, Logan is thrilled. He should have realized Pacific Northwest weather would get wet—forcing them to strip naked. Though the steam between them is thicker than coastal fog, Henri’s not sure he can let himself fall for another man. Not even the guy who finally treats him right.
Warning: Contains bad ex-boyfriends, even worse weather, and more than your average amount of sex in a tent. May not be suitable for those with germ phobias, outdoor aversions or fear of damp shoes.

EXCERPT
Logan pulled off his helmet, and Henri did the same. There was a moment when their eyes met, Logan grinning and Henri grinning right back. Henri realized Logan was going to kiss him a split second before it happened.
Henri jerked to get out of the way before their lips touched, and though Logan’s kiss landed at Henri’s hairline, a thrill of panic still ran through him. No way. Herpes! Logan couldn’t kiss him, and Henri definitely couldn’t kiss Logan back. Plenty of other guys would have taken the risk—especially if it was just a kiss—but Henri couldn’t.
“Oh.” Logan froze, his breath still in Henri’s hair. Slowly, he stepped back. “I’m sorry.”
“No. It’s fine.” Henri held his hands palms up, wishing he could explain in a few words, but the guys on the ridge above were already calling to them, hollering that it was time for lunch.
“I didn’t mean...” Logan turned away, hiding his expression. “I just mean it’s no big deal.” Shoulders curled forward, Logan headed up the stairs.
“Logan,” Henri called after him. He hated this. If things were different, he would have been on Logan from the second he saw what he was hiding under his shirt. He would have kissed him and even given his dick a squeeze for good measure. Now he’d be stuck with half explanations all weekend. “Wait up.”

AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Birkenstock-wearing glamour girl and mother of two by immaculate conception, Daisy Harris still isn't sure if she writes erotica. Her romances start out innocently enough. However, her characters behave like complete sluts. Much to Miss Harris's dismay the sex tends to get completely out of hand.
She writes about fantastical creatures and about young men getting their freak on, and she's never missed an episode of The Walking Dead.
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After the Rain on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/After-Rain-Fire-Daisy-Harris-ebook/dp/B00EKJGRJA


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Welcome M/M romance writer, Susan Mac Nicol...

Worth Keeping by Susan Mac Nicol
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BLURB:
Nick Mathers pulls Owen Butler from the freezing waters off the Norfolk coast, but Owen’s love can carry Nick back from the edge of oblivion.EXCERPT
Nick cursed the daylight and the truths it brought with it. He finally moved to get up, deciding a morning woody was worth the embarrassment as opposed to this thorough inspection of his body.
Owen grasped his shoulder, holding him back. Nick stilled at the expression on Owen’s face, a mixture of compassion and something else—sheer tenderness. He lost his breath at that look. Nick was torn between badly wanting this man to touch him and fleeing.            
He stayed. Owen’s long, warm fingers started to explore his past. Owen’s fingers moved lightly over Nick’s chest, touching the scars, finding the long, jagged one underneath his right arm that trailed down to his ribs.
Nick’s own morning hard-on got steelier by the minute at the other man’s gentle touch. Owen drew a deep, shuddering breath. “Jesus, Nick, someone really did a number on you.” His voice was uncertain. “Unless you did that to yourself?”           
Nick laughed shortly. “No, I can’t take the credit for these ones. Not my work.”
Owen shook his head in incredulity. “Who the fuck could do this to someone? Nick, what the hell happened to you?”
Nick shook his head. “I don’t want to talk about it,” he whispered. He shivered as Owen’s fingertips slowly circled the burns. Then Owen did something totally unexpected. He leaned forward and kissed one of them. It was a soft, fleeting caress by a pair of warm lips that felt incredibly good against Nick’s skin. Nick pulled back defensively, sitting up, but Owen’s hand moved gently, pushing him back. The duvet fell to Nick’s hips and he closed his eyes in mortification at the tenting of it around his groin.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Susan Mac Nicol was born in Leeds, Yorkshire, in the United Kingdom. At the age of eight, her family moved to Johannesburg, South Africa where she stayed for nearly thirty years before arriving back in the UK in December 2000. She has written nine novels, two novellas and a screenplay since February 2012 and clearly believes in keeping herself busy. She has found herself wanting to stay in the genre that is M/M Romance so more can definitely be expected.
Sue is a member of Romance Writers of America and Romantic Novelists Association in the UK. She is also a member of a rather unique writing group, called the Talliston Writer’s Circle, which in itself has a story all of its own to tell and lives in the rural village of Bocking, in Essex, with her family. Her plan is to keep writing as long as her muse sits upon her shoulder. Her dream is to one day make enough money to give up the day job and get that big old house in the English countryside overlooking a river, where she can write all day and continue to indulge her passion for telling stories.
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