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August 3, 2015
Correcting the Coeds: A 1950s Spanking Romance Collection ~ Cover & Blurb Reveal!
Big news!
Correcting the Coeds: A 1950s Spanking Romance Collection by Sue Lyndon, Celeste Jones, Cara Bristol, and Renee Rose is set to release on August 18th! That's right! I've teamed up with Celeste Jones, Cara Bristol, and Renee Rose to publish a collection of spanking romance stories centered around 1950s college life. Celeste came up with the idea a few months ago, and I'm so excited release day is almost upon us. I've read all the stories and I promise they are romantic and deliciously naughty.
Here's the blurb for my story, A Husband for Betty:
When Betty is sent to her college advisor on a disciplinary matter, she doesn’t expect Dr. David Bauer to scold her, make her stand in the corner, and propose marriage all within the hour. Yet that’s exactly what happens, and out of desperation to escape her family’s influence, the young coed finds herself saying yes to the handsome widower.
David is a strict man who has no compunction about baring his wife’s bottom for a sound spanking, but he’s also patient and caring. Betty feels blessed to be his wife, but she worries he views their union as nothing more than a marriage of convenience. Will he ever truly love her, and how will he react to the shameful secret she’s been keeping about her past?
Excerpt:
“Place your things on my desk, young lady. Now.”
With slow steps she moved to place her books and lunchbox on his desk. She clasped her hands together and stared at the floor. “Please, Dr. Bauer, please don’t expel me. I doubt I’ll be able to return next fall anyway, and it’s very important to me that I finish this semester.”
“I don’t plan to expel you, Miss Hanover.” The tension in the room thickened with each step he took in her direction. Did she feel it too? Or was he simply coming undone after all his worry about losing his daughter and his teaching position? He cleared his throat. “Betty, I am going to punish you for your rudeness, and then you will sit down and we will discuss your class schedule in a civil manner.”
“Pu-punish me ho-how?” Her cheeks turned scarlet and she gave a tiny gasp. “Please don’t spank me, Dr. Bauer. I know my behavior was deplorable, but I’m much too old for that. I just turned twenty, sir.”
Just turned twenty. Christ. Her plea for leniency and her mention of spanking all combined to thrust his increasingly stiff cock against the front of his trousers. He hoped Betty didn’t glance at his crotch. He had no wish to frighten her.
“I’m not going to spank you, Betty, though I believe you would benefit from such discipline. A stinging bottom now and then would no doubt motivate you to attend class and curb your cheekiness.” He inhaled a deep, steadying breath. “Go stand in the empty corner behind my desk, young lady. Nose to the wall and put your hands on top of your head.” Moving aside, he gestured to the corner and watched in awe as she obediently got into position.
He had never once ordered a student to stand in the corner, nor had he entertained fantasies about spanking a student. Until now.
Click the links below to read the blurbs and excerpts from the other stories in Correcting the Coeds:
Celeste Jones - Back to Her Future
Cara Bristol - Educating His Bride
Renee Rose - Stepbrother's Rules
Published on August 03, 2015 00:00
July 25, 2015
Let me Taste You: His Captive Mortal by Renee Rose #paranormal #spanking #romance
Please welcome Renee Rose! She's here today to talk about her hot new paranormal release, His Captive Mortal.
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Hi Sue
Thank you for inviting me over today. I’ve brought Charlie, a hot, dominant immortal, and Sasha, his captive plaything from
His Captive Mortal.
The story is about a young teacher who inadvertently attracts the attention of a vampire. He invades her home and won’t leave until she agrees to help him dissolve a curse set upon him. The two characters have a lot of push-pulling between them. In this scene, Charlie is playing on Sasha’s fear of his fangs:“What did you do to me?”
He woke to Sasha climbing up over him, straddling his waist. His fangs shot out before he’d even opened his eyes. He grasped her hips and pushed her further down his body so her core rested directly over his hardened cock. Her heat brought a shock of pleasure and he closed his eyes again.
“Stop it!” she said, wriggling against his hold. She caught sight of his lengthened canines and her eyes widened.
He found her struggles amusing, her warmth and gyrations only increasing his hard-on. “Calm yourself, love,” he counseled. “When you fight, it just excites me.”
She made an indignant sound, but immediately stilled. “Let me go,” she said, breathing hard.
He reluctantly released her hips and interlaced his fingers behind his head.
She dismounted, wisely scrambling out of his reach. “What did you do to me?” she repeated, still eying his fangs.
They retracted as she watched. “What do you mean?”
She stood quite still, her chest still heaving. “Why did your fangs get long?” she asked, her voice no more than a whisper.
He sat up and swung his legs to the floor. “I wasn’t going to suck your blood,” he said in a bored tone, padding past her to the bathroom where he splashed water on his face.
“Are you...hungry?” she asked, trailing behind.
“No,” he said shortly. “I was aroused. Feedingsatisfies a sexual urge in addition to providing nourishment.” The truth was, he probably did need to feed soon, it had been a couple weeks since he’d had any blood, but he didn’t need to scare her.
“Oh,” she said.
He glanced over to see her nipples protruding through her bra and tank top. He inhaled, breathing in her scent, longing to grasp her breasts and knead them possessively, pinching her nipples into points. He wrenched his thoughts from her perfect anatomy. Staying with the little fairy might be as much torture to him as he intended to inflict upon her. Drying his hands and face on the towel, he sauntered up to her, eying the vein at her throat. “Are you going to let me taste you, Sasha?” he purred.
She took a quick step backward. “No!” she said, her voice pitched higher than usual.
He smiled.
She drew herself up, her hands balled into fists at her sides. “I can’t open the front door,” she said.
“I know.”
When a young special education teacher unwittingly attracts the attention of a strange man on her late night walk home, she winds up with a supernatural guest she can’t evict. For some reason, Charlie, the dominant immortal believes she is of fairy descent and has magical powers. He demands her complete submission and cooperation, refusing to free her until she promises to help him.
Charlie sees the power in Sasha and believes she has the ability to undo the curse placed on him by a jealous lover one hundred years before. He also loves toying with the feisty mortal, doling out humiliating punishments while arousing a lust in her that leaves them both hungry for satisfaction.
His habit of emotional detachment crumbles as he falls for Sasha, yet when he discovers she carries a secret that relates to his past, the betrayal nearly destroys him. He must decide whether he can ever trust a woman, or give into instinct and walk away from what might be his only chance at love and redemption.
**This book was previously released as Loose Morals by Darling Adams. It has been edited for re-release**
Publishers Note: This book contains elements of BDSM including spanking, bondage and erotic sex scenes.
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Published on July 25, 2015 05:18
July 22, 2015
Two Free Books and a New Release! #kindlefree #scifi #romance
To celebrate my birthday, I have two freebies on Amazon this week, and I also have a new Sue Mercury release!
Big Blue Valentine is free through tomorrow, 7/23:
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Boss Alien is also free through tomorrow, 7/23:
Amazon US
Amazon UK
New release - The first book in a brand new sci-fi romance series!
Alien's Innocent Bride (Mail Order Human, Book 1)
Blurb:
Desperate to escape war-torn Earth, Tara submits an application to Mail Order Human, a company that specializes in matching young women with alien males from distant planets. She’s excited when her application is accepted, but as she boards the Starship Matchmaker, reality sets in and she can’t help but worry. She’ll never see her home planet again, and there’s no guarantee her new alien mate will treat her kindly. Not long after she’s dropped in the wilderness of a strange world, a huge beast of a man chases her down, claiming he’s her mate and she belongs to him. He actually thinks he owns her after paying Mail Order Human’s exorbitant fee for an otherworldly bride. Oh, like hell! One way or another, she’ll escape the big, muscular alien.
The chase is a tradition in Sev’s culture, and he’s angered to discover Mail Order Human didn’t educate Tara about his people. After a series of mishaps, the spirited human softens and he thinks he’s won her over, and though the animal in him hungers to take her roughly, he’s gentle and patient with her during her first time. But the next morning, he awakens to discover she’s run away, and he senses her distress in the forest below. Though her rejection stings, he bounds into the forest, determined to save her. Will he manage to win her heart once and for all? Or will the stubborn human still insist on returning to her home planet?
***99 cents or FREE w/ Kindle Unlimited!***
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Published on July 22, 2015 05:38
July 19, 2015
New release! CONFESSIONS OF A SPANKING AUTHOR ~ 16 True Stories From Your Favorite Authors
Confessions of a Spanking Author is here! It's a fun collection of sixteen TRUE spanking stories, and my short story "The Sombrero Incident" is included. Satisfy your inner voyeur and pick up a copy today!
Blurb:
They say 'write what you know', but just how true is that of some of our authors? Ever wonder if any of your favorite storytellers REALLY get spanked? Blushing Books is proud to present a collection of 16 unfortunate, but true, stories from a series of authors such as Breanna Hayse, Maren Smith, Alta Hensley, Tabitha Black, Sue Lyndon, Joannie Kaye, Renee Rose and more! We also have some excellent stories from the viewpoint of the Dom.
Confessions of a Spanking Author will make you laugh, squirm, and maybe even feel sorry for (or envy) one of your favorite authors.
A Note from Bethany of Bethany's Woodshed and Blushing Books:
The authors in this compilation are a mix of writers—old and new. While some have just joined Blushing Books, others have been around as long as dirt. What these stories have in common is that every one of them—some dire, some sexy and some hilarious—are absolutely true.
My own “Violators Will Be Spanked” has been said to be the funniest thing ever, and although I can laugh now, I assure you, it was not funny THEN.
We hope you enjoy Confessions of a Spanking Author and will visit both Blushing Books, and Bethany’s Woodshed. Our authors have many fantastic stories for you.
Full list of authors include: Bethany Burke, Breanna Hayse, Sir John Hayse, Alta Hensley, Maren Smith, Tabitha Black, Bella Bryce, Sue Lyndon, Renee Rose, Joannie Kay, Devlin O'Neill, Dinah McLeod, Patty Devlin, Keith Anderson, Ashlynne Kenzie, & April Hill
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Coming soon to other retailers!
Published on July 19, 2015 18:30
July 15, 2015
Coming Soon ~ Confessions of a Spanking Author #spanking #domesticdiscipline #truestory
Confessions of a Spanking Author releases on July 18th! It's a fun compilation that features sixteen real life spanking stories, and my short story, "The Sombrero Incident", is included. Look for Confessions of a Spanking Author this Saturday!
Published on July 15, 2015 06:21
July 14, 2015
Book Spotlight: Taken and Tamed by Kallista Dane #spanking #romance
Please welcome Kallista Dane! She's here with an excerpt from her hot new release, Taken and Tamed.
blurb:
As an author of true-crime novels, Cass Newcombe has visited supermax prisons, interviewed hit men, and explored the minds of serial killers. But none of that could have prepared her for Zander Coleman. Within moments of meeting Cass, the devastatingly handsome former mob enforcer has broken through her professional persona in a way few men ever have before, leaving her heart racing and her mind filled with images of her naked, bound, and at his mercy. To her shock, Cass’s interview with Zander has barely ended when she suddenly becomes an unwilling participant in a prison break. After using her as a hostage to make his getaway, Zander heads for a secluded cabin deep in the Blue Ridge Mountains with Cass along for the ride. Despite his promise to release her once the search for him has died down, Cass is determined to make a run for it sooner rather than later. But Zander is not a man to be outwitted easily, and after a failed attempt at escape she ends up thrown over his shoulder and dragged unceremoniously back to the cabin. Stripped bare and held over his lap for a long, hard spanking which leaves her sobbing and promising obedience, Cass has never felt so humiliated in her life. Yet when the punishment ends at last and Zander tosses her on a bed and takes her long and hard, Cass finds herself not only submitting willingly but actually yearning for more. Though Zander knows it’s only a matter of time before they’re tracked down, he cannot deny that he is beginning to feel more than just a powerful lust for his sexy captive. But he has a secret he doesn’t dare share with Cass… one that could easily cost them both their lives. Publisher’s Note: Taken and Tamed is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. Excerpt: His body gleamed in the firelight, shadows dancing across sleek muscle and sculpted abs. “Please. Don’t.” “Too late. You broke the rules. Now you have to pay the consequences.” “I…I swear I won’t do it again.” She choked back a sob as she strained against the bonds holding her in place. “You told me when I met you that you’re a naughty girl.” His voice lowered, took on a dark intensity. “You were right. You’ve been very naughty. And now I have to punish you. First, your clothes are coming off. All of them. I’m going to lay you across my lap and spank your bare ass until you’re begging me to stop. And then I’ll spank you some more - until I think you’ve had enough. You can yell, you can cry all you want. There’s no one to hear you.” Cass’s heart pounded in her chest, fear warring with arousal at his words. There was no doubt in her mind that he meant what he said. To her shock, a hot bolt of lust shot through her at the thought of being draped stark naked over the hard thighs of this muscular stranger. Completely at his mercy. Zander came closer, a sleek and oh-so-sexy predator. She took a few deep breaths to calm herself and caught the scent of his maleness - a mixture of testosterone and musk, with just a hint of healthy sweat. He bent down and untied her hands and feet, then pulled her out of the chair. “We can do this one of two ways. Your choice. You can stand here in front of me and take your clothes off yourself. Or I’ll undress you. But if I do it, my hands are going to be all over your body, not just on your ass.” He paused, giving her time to consider the implications. “Which will it be?” She tried to swallow but nerves had tightened around the lump in her throat. “I’ll undress myself,” she replied, her voice barely a whisper. She’d already been subjected to his hands all over her. That sad attempt at escape had been a disaster. She hadn’t gotten more than fifty feet into the woods when he grabbed her from behind. The next instant, she found herself tossed over his shoulder. He carried her back to the cabin caveman-style, screaming all the while, with her head hanging down over his back and her feet kicking wildly.Buy links
Amazon http://www.amazon.com/Taken-Tamed-Kallista-Dane-ebook/dp/B010I6GGLC/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1435523648&sr=8-1&keywords=taken+and+tamed
Barnes and Noble http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/taken-and-tamed-kallista-dane/1122211610?ean=2940150906525
Kallista’s Bio Like Scheherezade of the ancient fable, I cannot sing or dance or paint. I have but one talent. I am a weaver of words. I love to tell stories of strong women and the even stronger men who suddenly show up in their lives when they expect it least and need it most. As a little girl I was afraid to take risks. But when I grew up, I vowed never to let the thrills in life pass me by because of fear. Since then, I’ve walked on the Great Wall of China, scuba dived in underwater caves, and skied a black diamond run in Vail. But the greatest risk I’ve taken is sharing my naughtiest secret fantasies in the books I write. I’m happily married to my very own erotic Knight, the man who makes all my fantasies come true - and some I never even dreamed of.
Kallista’s Blog http://kallistadane.blogspot.com/Facebook https://www.facebook.com/kallista.dane.5Kallista’s Amazon Author page http://www.amazon.com/Kallista-Dane/e/B00D54IW6M/
Published on July 14, 2015 08:26
July 8, 2015
Book Spotlight: Abby's Bluff by Heather Hart #spanking #romance
Please welcome Heather Hart! She's here with an excerpt from her new release, Abby's Bluff! blurb:
Abielle O'Sullivan's world is turned on its axis when her boyfriend is killed in a motorcycle crash. To break the ensuing months-long cycle of self-destructive grief, her bestie, Miah, buys plane tickets and first class accommodation for a mad-ass weekend in Las Vegas. On their very first night, Abby meets Joel; an aloof but streetwise card sharp who is drawn to the cautious and sad-eyed beauty. He encourages the two friends to try their hands at the poker tables.When Miah gets out-of-control drunk and loses more than she can pay, Joel offers Abby an unusual way out of the jam. Depending upon who wins one game of high-card, the alpha male will either cover Miah's losses, or Abby will become his sex slave for the duration of the rest of her stay in Vegas. Desperately wanting to help her friend, Abby is sorely tempted by his offer, even though she is not a gambling woman. Finally, she takes a chance and plays the game.When she loses the draw, Abby's once limited sexual horizons are pushed to their limits.With his understanding and sympathetic nature, however, Joel could prove to be more than a means to heal the hurt from her past. In fact, he might just be the one man she'd always dreamed of. Then again, he could also be a conman. In the end, only she can decide what her limits are. And what happens after that is anyone's game.Buy Abby's Bluff now! Amazon, Blushing Books, and Barnes and NobleBlushing Books: http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=3430Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Abbys-Bluff-Heather-Hart-ebook/dp/B010XQ3ZFWBarnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/abbys-bluff-heather-hart/1122255071?ean=2940150908079
excerpt:
"So tell me about you," he said. "What brought you to Vegas? If you don't mind me saying, it doesn't seem to suit you.""Oh?" I looked down at my clothes, suddenly afraid I didn't fit in. "Do I look odd or something?"He smiled. "No, not that. Not your clothes, which are very nice, by the way. Most people that come to Vegas, well, they come and go. One minute they're here, the next not. I see them all, but, after a while, they just blur into each other. One long, dull stream called tourist. But you, you're unusual. I saw you."I giggled. "Like I had a halo or something?"He shook his head. "No, well, kind of. There was no halo, but it was like that. You stood out from the rest. I bet a million women walk by those tables and I rarely see any of them. But I most definitely saw you." He was flattering me, but I didn't care. I wasn't falling for his bull so much as letting him amuse me.The waiter arrived at that moment. He was all politeness, another young man just like the one in Club Cappuccino, for he, too, had those hard, Vegas eyes. "Have you had a chance to look at the menu, sir, madam?""We'll have the set three course menu." He closed his menu then reeled off from memory each of his courses. He handed his menu to the waiter. In a flash he was done, and both pairs of eyes were on me. Shit. To be honest, I had barely taken a word in, and was a little surprised when he didn't order for me. How quickly I'd adapted! I closed my menu and handed it to him. "I'll have the same." I could only pray I liked whatever he'd ordered."Very good, sir, madam." As he left, I picked up my glass and took rather a hefty gulp."I see you like those," Joel said."Mm, mm. What's not to like?""I should have ordered another.""I'm sure you're allowed."He rubbed his nose to hide his smirk. "In a bit. I want to know more about you. Where you're from. What brought you here.""I'm from New Jersey.""Really? You don't have the accent. You say coffee like a normal person."It was my turn to laugh. "I guess. I was raised in Virginia, but moved there when I was little.""That explains it.""I guess so. Anyway, are you sure you want to know why I'm here?""Yes. Put your hand down.""What?""You have this nervous habit of covering your mouth sometimes. I'm guessing when you're not sure about something. You have nice teeth, by the way."I squirmed in my seat. He had checked out my teeth. Ew. I put my hand squarely in my lap. "Oh. Well. I am sorta uncomfortable talking about this.""You don't have to do anything you don't want to.""I know. But I want to. I'm here because Miah bought the tickets and made me come. She made me come because she was worried about me." I took a deep breath. "And she was worried about me because my boyfriend died in a motorbike accident several months ago. I guess she thought I'd grieved enough, and she wanted me to have a good time." I didn't tell him about the Xanax. I didn't want him thinking I was some kind of nut.
About the author:
Heather Hart is a British novelist and short story writer. Her pen names include P J Perryman and Jill Jackson. She currently lives in Maryland with two fat cats just a few doors away from her adopted American family. Heather dreams of having a NY Times best seller and being hugged by Benedict Cumberbatch. She's not fussy about which one comes first. Unless there’s chocolate. Sweet Lord, please! Feed her chocolate.
Visit her website here:http://heatherhartbooks.blogspot.com/
Don’t miss these exciting titles by Jill Jackson and Blushing Books!
Jingle Belles
Lady Charity and the Guilty Pleasure
And these as P.J. Perryman
Rosaline and the MarquisA Bride for Lord EsherDrench the Wench
Abielle O'Sullivan's world is turned on its axis when her boyfriend is killed in a motorcycle crash. To break the ensuing months-long cycle of self-destructive grief, her bestie, Miah, buys plane tickets and first class accommodation for a mad-ass weekend in Las Vegas. On their very first night, Abby meets Joel; an aloof but streetwise card sharp who is drawn to the cautious and sad-eyed beauty. He encourages the two friends to try their hands at the poker tables.When Miah gets out-of-control drunk and loses more than she can pay, Joel offers Abby an unusual way out of the jam. Depending upon who wins one game of high-card, the alpha male will either cover Miah's losses, or Abby will become his sex slave for the duration of the rest of her stay in Vegas. Desperately wanting to help her friend, Abby is sorely tempted by his offer, even though she is not a gambling woman. Finally, she takes a chance and plays the game.When she loses the draw, Abby's once limited sexual horizons are pushed to their limits.With his understanding and sympathetic nature, however, Joel could prove to be more than a means to heal the hurt from her past. In fact, he might just be the one man she'd always dreamed of. Then again, he could also be a conman. In the end, only she can decide what her limits are. And what happens after that is anyone's game.Buy Abby's Bluff now! Amazon, Blushing Books, and Barnes and NobleBlushing Books: http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=3430Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Abbys-Bluff-Heather-Hart-ebook/dp/B010XQ3ZFWBarnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/abbys-bluff-heather-hart/1122255071?ean=2940150908079excerpt:
"So tell me about you," he said. "What brought you to Vegas? If you don't mind me saying, it doesn't seem to suit you.""Oh?" I looked down at my clothes, suddenly afraid I didn't fit in. "Do I look odd or something?"He smiled. "No, not that. Not your clothes, which are very nice, by the way. Most people that come to Vegas, well, they come and go. One minute they're here, the next not. I see them all, but, after a while, they just blur into each other. One long, dull stream called tourist. But you, you're unusual. I saw you."I giggled. "Like I had a halo or something?"He shook his head. "No, well, kind of. There was no halo, but it was like that. You stood out from the rest. I bet a million women walk by those tables and I rarely see any of them. But I most definitely saw you." He was flattering me, but I didn't care. I wasn't falling for his bull so much as letting him amuse me.The waiter arrived at that moment. He was all politeness, another young man just like the one in Club Cappuccino, for he, too, had those hard, Vegas eyes. "Have you had a chance to look at the menu, sir, madam?""We'll have the set three course menu." He closed his menu then reeled off from memory each of his courses. He handed his menu to the waiter. In a flash he was done, and both pairs of eyes were on me. Shit. To be honest, I had barely taken a word in, and was a little surprised when he didn't order for me. How quickly I'd adapted! I closed my menu and handed it to him. "I'll have the same." I could only pray I liked whatever he'd ordered."Very good, sir, madam." As he left, I picked up my glass and took rather a hefty gulp."I see you like those," Joel said."Mm, mm. What's not to like?""I should have ordered another.""I'm sure you're allowed."He rubbed his nose to hide his smirk. "In a bit. I want to know more about you. Where you're from. What brought you here.""I'm from New Jersey.""Really? You don't have the accent. You say coffee like a normal person."It was my turn to laugh. "I guess. I was raised in Virginia, but moved there when I was little.""That explains it.""I guess so. Anyway, are you sure you want to know why I'm here?""Yes. Put your hand down.""What?""You have this nervous habit of covering your mouth sometimes. I'm guessing when you're not sure about something. You have nice teeth, by the way."I squirmed in my seat. He had checked out my teeth. Ew. I put my hand squarely in my lap. "Oh. Well. I am sorta uncomfortable talking about this.""You don't have to do anything you don't want to.""I know. But I want to. I'm here because Miah bought the tickets and made me come. She made me come because she was worried about me." I took a deep breath. "And she was worried about me because my boyfriend died in a motorbike accident several months ago. I guess she thought I'd grieved enough, and she wanted me to have a good time." I didn't tell him about the Xanax. I didn't want him thinking I was some kind of nut.
About the author:
Heather Hart is a British novelist and short story writer. Her pen names include P J Perryman and Jill Jackson. She currently lives in Maryland with two fat cats just a few doors away from her adopted American family. Heather dreams of having a NY Times best seller and being hugged by Benedict Cumberbatch. She's not fussy about which one comes first. Unless there’s chocolate. Sweet Lord, please! Feed her chocolate.
Visit her website here:http://heatherhartbooks.blogspot.com/
Don’t miss these exciting titles by Jill Jackson and Blushing Books!
Jingle Belles
Lady Charity and the Guilty Pleasure
And these as P.J. Perryman
Rosaline and the MarquisA Bride for Lord EsherDrench the Wench
Published on July 08, 2015 05:46
July 6, 2015
Book Spotlight: His Captive Bride by April Vine #interracial #spanking #romance
Please welcome April Vine to my blog today! She's here with a steamy excerpt from her new release, His Captive Bride.
His Captive Bride is available from Stormy Night Publications (link for Stormy Night - http://www.stormynightpublications.com/his-captive-bride-by-april-vine/)
Blurb:
When twenty-two-year-old Haley Kent’s best friend decides to elope with the man she loves and avoid a marriage her parents have arranged for her, Hayley agrees to help. She travels to India and presents herself in disguise to Rajeev Yuvaraj, the handsome thirty-two-year-old billionaire her friend was supposed to marry. But when he discovers their ruse, the plan goes badly awry and Hayley quickly ends up as not only Rajeev’s wife but his prisoner as well.Rajeev is no heartless tyrant, but when his new bride bites him, swears at him, and treats him with general disrespect, he decides that it is time to take her in hand. Soon enough, Hayley finds herself over her firm-handed husband’s knee for a hard spanking on her bare bottom, with more to come if her behavior makes it necessary. Yet despite his archaic views on how a wife should be kept in line, Hayley cannot resist the powerful need his dominance awakens within her. But if the opportunity to return home presents itself, will she cast aside her growing love for him, or is she truly ready to spend her life with the man who took her as his captive bride?
Publisher’s Note: His Captive Bride is an erotic romance novel that contains spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. Excerpt: “Let’s take this one step at a time. You have five more strikes left in your allotted ten. If you wish to apologize now for biting me without permission, tell me where Anjali is, or ask in your sincerest voice that I stop, I might rescind those remaining strikes…” “I will never do any one of those things, so go ahead and spank me if that’s all you got. I don’t care, you…bastard idiot, arrogant son of a bitch, egotistical fuck—” A grin splayed across his lips. The task of disciplining the little American amused him more than it should. “All right. But since I don’t intend on holding back forthe next part of your punishment, this is your last chance to stop me. As I said, even asking me in a nice and polite manner will stop this spanking.” “Over my dead body will I ask you anything nicely or politely, jackass—” “As you wish. Now you will take the rest of your punishment in silence, allowing yourself the time to think on ways to improve your overall behavior or I will be forced to clean out—” “Clean out my mouth with soap? Is that what you were going to say? Oh, my God. I’m twenty-two years old. Not five. What planet are you from? Just let me up, you moron. I won’t take this quietly.” She kicked her legs, twisted her body around, and yelled at him. Her abdomen ground against him. He hardened. Did she feel it? “I won’t use detergent, Haley. I’ll use my cock to clean out your,” he said softly. Buy Links Amazon - http://www.amazon.com/His-Captive-Bride-April-Vine-ebook/dp/B010I965Y2/ref=sr_1_7?ie=UTF8&qid=1435569805&sr=8-7&keywords=april+vine
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Author Bio
APRIL VINE is a night-time erotic romance writer and a daytime professional dreamer. She adores books, chocolates and shoes, and is happiest doing all three at the same time. She lives in a house with boys and a few four-legged furry things and has come to accept both species for the strange creatures they are. Author Sites
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Published on July 06, 2015 06:38
June 30, 2015
Book Spotlight: Amelia by Stevie MacFarlane #spanking #romance
Please welcome Stevie MacFarlane! She's here today with an excerpt from her new release, Amelia.
“What are you going to do about getting your bride back?” Duncan asked, draining his glass.“I plan to wait a few days and let the dust settle while I get to the bottom of this. Then I will present her with the evidence of my innocence. Hopefully, she will realize it’s all been a horrible mistake and come home with her loving husband,” he said, placing his hand on his chest and giving a small bow. Picking up his glass he drained it and slammed it down on the mantle.
“When we get home, I will teach her a very valuable lesson regarding marriage, commitment and trusting one’s husband.”
“And if she refuses?”
“Oh she can refuse at the top of her lungs; she’ll come home under her own steam or over my shoulder getting her ass swatted every step of the way. If it comes to that, I plan to take the long way home, right through the center of town.”
Duncan scoffed. “You’ll never get her out of the house that way. Not unless you plan to do battle with you mother.”
“I was hoping you would take care of that part,” Hugh said. “It’s time you stood up to her father, and you know in your heart I’m right. She’s taunted you for years; it’s almost like watching someone poking a sleeping bear. She flits here and there doing lord knows what. Now she’s tossed you out of your own damn home. Where does it end? Divorce?”
“Never,” Duncan roared. “I’ll no give her a divorce under any circumstances!”
“Then do something about her,” Sam sighed. “She’s out of control, has been for years. If you won’t do it for yourself, do it for us, for any grandchildren we may give you. Hell, do it because you love her and it’s for her own good. She’s not getting any younger you know and neither are you. What are you waiting for? Isn’t nearly thirty years of her tantrums and spending frenzies enough? Think of the example she’s setting for Amelia, and if I ever get married, I certainly don’t want my wife behaving like that. How will I argue against it when my own father tolerates it?”
“Ach, it’s a sad day when a man has to take his hand to his wife,” Duncan sighed, his shoulders slumping. “I’ll think on it."
Blurb:
Fresh out of Mrs. Pettigrew's School for Young Ladies, Amelia Westcott and her two best friends are ready for adventure. Suddenly a life filled with social obligations and meaningless gossip seems unappealing. On a whim the girls investigate the phenomena of young women heading west to marry, and Amelia is captivated by the freedom such a decision offers.
Hugh Jordon needs a wife. The severe shortage of women in the Pacific Northwest makes advertising for a bride seems reasonable. As long as he finds a wife who is the exact opposite of his tempestuous mother, he’ll be well satisfied. Studying the applicants, he chooses one that seems to best fit his needs, and delegates his head clerk with the critical task of sending polite rejections to the others. Unfortunately, most of them never get the letter Hugh anticipated and soon the brides descend, all expecting to marry the same man!
Amelia is horrified, and realizes that the adage "marry in haste, repent at leisure" has never been more true. How could he do that to her? What sort of man was he, to propose to so many women? She simply must have their wedding annulled and return to Massachusetts at once.
Hugh has other ideas. In his opinion, the perfect place for his bride to learn about faith, loyalty and commitment is in his home and over his knee!
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Published on June 30, 2015 04:19
June 23, 2015
S is for Striker by Patricia Green #SpankA2Z
Welcome to day 23 of the Spanking A - Z Countdown!
S is for Striker by Patricia Green
Blurb:
They've got to find a cruel serial killer, but their attraction might be deadlier.
Jase Striker, police detective and gritty noire aficionado, doesn't want a partner on the job. When saddled with a sexy new colleague—a rookie in the Homicide division—he's at first irritable. Over time that irritation slowly morphs into a blistering passion, taking their partnership to a new, erotic level that includes a bare-bottomed spanking when needed. But he fears what mixing work with pleasure will do to his crime fighting abilities.Rookie homicide detective, Angelica Piccolino, is tired of being treated like a kid though her diminutive size and grunge look add to that impression. But she's 26, and no stranger to the street or the bedroom. A real woman can take a spanking now and then...as long as it's from a man she respects.Forced to work together as a team, Striker and Piccolino investigate a heartbreaking case involving three young women, murdered and left like human garbage, except for a single white rose. The detectives need to discover the identity of the white rose murderer fast--before another victim turns up.
Excerpt:
The next morning, I realized it had been a huge mistake to allow my partner to drive the police vehicle to the scene of the latest murder. She was reckless and completely unconcerned about other cars. Sure, we had our flasher in the window and the siren on, but we were in an unmarked car. People were slower to get out of the way than they would be for a marked police car. “Geez, slow the fuck down!”
She grinned at me and slewed the car on the wet road. A moment later, she was back in control, but her grin was a little false. I gripped the oh shit bar above the window and held on for dear life. Even a seat belt and air bags wouldn’t be enough if she lost control at this speed.“God damn it, Piccolino! I said slow down!”“Grow some balls, Striker!”“I mean it. You’re going to kill us both. Now cut it out!”“Or what?” she mocked. “You’re going to spank me?”Where she’d gotten that, almost reading my mind, kind of threw me for a loop. But if a person ever deserved a spanking more than Piccolino, I couldn’t think of one.Rain started again, pelting the windshield with big, drooling drops. She flicked the wipers on, but didn’t slow down in the least. We rounded a corner and fishtailed, but once again, she got control after a heart-stopping moment.“You sure as hell need a spanking, you little brat.”“Good luck with that. I know karate.”“Not that it would do you any good.” We swerved and I saw my life flash before my eyes. “You are out of control, woman!”“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” The car screeched to a halt, well, almost to a halt, just as it sideswiped a parked vehicle a block away from our destination. Piccolino’s mouth opened and shut a few times, and then she squeaked, “Oops.”“Your ass is grass, Piccolino,” I told her. “Get out of the car.” My door was pinned closed against the crunched driver’s side door of the BMW she’d hit. Silently, her face pale, Piccolino got out of the car, and I awkwardly moved across the seats and got out behind her. There were no pedestrians and few moving cars along the street, probably due to the rainy weather. That was fortunate for my partner, because it was going to be bad enough reporting this MVA to Donati. Accidents happened when pursuing criminals, but we hadn’t been in pursuit, so there was no excuse for it this time.I straightened my fedora and stared down at her, my brows drawn together.“I’m sorry.”I remained silent.“Really. I’m sorry. I should have listened to you. I’ve just never been so excited. Rolling to the scene of a homicide. I felt like I was in the big time, you know, like… I don’t know…”“Starsky and Hutch.”“Who?”“Never mind. You crossed the line. This was no little fender-bender.” I pointed to the Beamer. “That guy’s paint job alone is going to cost a thousand bucks.”“Do we have to say it was my fault?”“It was your fault.”“Well, kinda. And kinda not.”“You want me to lie?”“Lie? No. Just… don’t say anything about how fast I was going. If you don’t say anything, Donati will never know this was more than an unfortunate skid and crunch due to the weather.”“I’ve had it about up to here with your attitude, Piccolino,” I told her, gesturing to the top of my head. “You deserve whatever you get from Donati.”She bit her lower lip. “Do I deserve…maybe…a spanking?”
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Bestselling author, Patricia Green, is a full-time fiction writer specializing in erotic romance. She provides the reader with love stories that emphasize fun characters with quirky personalities. Patricia is the author of more than 20 published novels and novellas as well as an ever-growing collection of short stories.In her personal life, Patricia is married and the mother of twins. When she’s not being the angel of domestic harmony and a semi-crazed creator of fictional friends, she loves to read, crochet, knit and watch hockey.
You can reach Patricia Green in the following ways:Email: pig (at) patriciagreenbooks (dot) comWebsite/Blog: http://www.patriciagreenbooks.comFacebook http://www.facebook.com/Patricia.Green.RomanceTwitter: @PatriciaIGreenGoogle+: http://plus.google.com/+PatriciaGreenAmazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Patricia-Green/e/B002RCB0IK/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1Goodreads Author Page: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4541511.Patricia_GreenPinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/patriciaigreen/
S is for Striker by Patricia Green
Blurb:
They've got to find a cruel serial killer, but their attraction might be deadlier.Jase Striker, police detective and gritty noire aficionado, doesn't want a partner on the job. When saddled with a sexy new colleague—a rookie in the Homicide division—he's at first irritable. Over time that irritation slowly morphs into a blistering passion, taking their partnership to a new, erotic level that includes a bare-bottomed spanking when needed. But he fears what mixing work with pleasure will do to his crime fighting abilities.Rookie homicide detective, Angelica Piccolino, is tired of being treated like a kid though her diminutive size and grunge look add to that impression. But she's 26, and no stranger to the street or the bedroom. A real woman can take a spanking now and then...as long as it's from a man she respects.Forced to work together as a team, Striker and Piccolino investigate a heartbreaking case involving three young women, murdered and left like human garbage, except for a single white rose. The detectives need to discover the identity of the white rose murderer fast--before another victim turns up.
Excerpt:
The next morning, I realized it had been a huge mistake to allow my partner to drive the police vehicle to the scene of the latest murder. She was reckless and completely unconcerned about other cars. Sure, we had our flasher in the window and the siren on, but we were in an unmarked car. People were slower to get out of the way than they would be for a marked police car. “Geez, slow the fuck down!”
She grinned at me and slewed the car on the wet road. A moment later, she was back in control, but her grin was a little false. I gripped the oh shit bar above the window and held on for dear life. Even a seat belt and air bags wouldn’t be enough if she lost control at this speed.“God damn it, Piccolino! I said slow down!”“Grow some balls, Striker!”“I mean it. You’re going to kill us both. Now cut it out!”“Or what?” she mocked. “You’re going to spank me?”Where she’d gotten that, almost reading my mind, kind of threw me for a loop. But if a person ever deserved a spanking more than Piccolino, I couldn’t think of one.Rain started again, pelting the windshield with big, drooling drops. She flicked the wipers on, but didn’t slow down in the least. We rounded a corner and fishtailed, but once again, she got control after a heart-stopping moment.“You sure as hell need a spanking, you little brat.”“Good luck with that. I know karate.”“Not that it would do you any good.” We swerved and I saw my life flash before my eyes. “You are out of control, woman!”“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” The car screeched to a halt, well, almost to a halt, just as it sideswiped a parked vehicle a block away from our destination. Piccolino’s mouth opened and shut a few times, and then she squeaked, “Oops.”“Your ass is grass, Piccolino,” I told her. “Get out of the car.” My door was pinned closed against the crunched driver’s side door of the BMW she’d hit. Silently, her face pale, Piccolino got out of the car, and I awkwardly moved across the seats and got out behind her. There were no pedestrians and few moving cars along the street, probably due to the rainy weather. That was fortunate for my partner, because it was going to be bad enough reporting this MVA to Donati. Accidents happened when pursuing criminals, but we hadn’t been in pursuit, so there was no excuse for it this time.I straightened my fedora and stared down at her, my brows drawn together.“I’m sorry.”I remained silent.“Really. I’m sorry. I should have listened to you. I’ve just never been so excited. Rolling to the scene of a homicide. I felt like I was in the big time, you know, like… I don’t know…”“Starsky and Hutch.”“Who?”“Never mind. You crossed the line. This was no little fender-bender.” I pointed to the Beamer. “That guy’s paint job alone is going to cost a thousand bucks.”“Do we have to say it was my fault?”“It was your fault.”“Well, kinda. And kinda not.”“You want me to lie?”“Lie? No. Just… don’t say anything about how fast I was going. If you don’t say anything, Donati will never know this was more than an unfortunate skid and crunch due to the weather.”“I’ve had it about up to here with your attitude, Piccolino,” I told her, gesturing to the top of my head. “You deserve whatever you get from Donati.”She bit her lower lip. “Do I deserve…maybe…a spanking?”
Buy links:AmazonBarnes & NobleAll Romance eBooks
Bestselling author, Patricia Green, is a full-time fiction writer specializing in erotic romance. She provides the reader with love stories that emphasize fun characters with quirky personalities. Patricia is the author of more than 20 published novels and novellas as well as an ever-growing collection of short stories.In her personal life, Patricia is married and the mother of twins. When she’s not being the angel of domestic harmony and a semi-crazed creator of fictional friends, she loves to read, crochet, knit and watch hockey.You can reach Patricia Green in the following ways:Email: pig (at) patriciagreenbooks (dot) comWebsite/Blog: http://www.patriciagreenbooks.comFacebook http://www.facebook.com/Patricia.Green.RomanceTwitter: @PatriciaIGreenGoogle+: http://plus.google.com/+PatriciaGreenAmazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Patricia-Green/e/B002RCB0IK/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1Goodreads Author Page: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4541511.Patricia_GreenPinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/patriciaigreen/
Published on June 23, 2015 10:04


