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Blog Tour: Romancing Robin Hood by Jenny Kane. What happens when your love is stuck in the past?

Many thanks for inviting me here today, as part of the blog tour for my brand new novel, Romancing Robin Hood.This contemporary romance is based on the life of Dr Grace Harper, a medieval history lecturer with a major Robin Hood obsession. So much so, that instead of writing a textbook on medieval life, Grace is secretly writing a novella about a fourteenth century girl called Mathilda, who gets mixed up with a real outlaw family of the day, the Folvilles. (Which you can also read within my novel!)The problem is that Grace is so embroiled in her work and passion for outlaws, that real life is passing her by. With her wedding approaching fast, Grace’s best friend Daisy can’t help wishing a similar happiness to her own for her Robin Hood loving friend...

Extract...Daisy hadn’t grown up picturing herself floating down the aisle in an over-sequinned ivory frock, nor as a doting parent, looking after triplets and walking a black Labrador. So when, on an out-of-hours trip to the local vet’s surgery she’d met Marcus and discovered that love at first sight wasn’t a myth, it had knocked her for six.She’d been on a late-night emergency dash to the surgery with an owl a neighbour had found injured in the road. Its wing had required a splint, and it was too big a job for only one pair of hands. Daisy had been more than a bit surprised when the locum vet had stirred some long-suppressed feeling of interest in her, and even more amazed when that feeling had been reciprocated.It was all luck, sheer luck. Daisy had always believed that anyone meeting anybody was down to two people meeting at exactly the right place, at exactly the right time, while both feeling precisely the right amount of chemistry. The fact that any couples existed at all seemed to Daisy to be one of the greatest miracles of humanity.She pictured Grace, tucked away in her mad little office only living in the twenty-first century on a part-time basis. Daisy had long since got used to the fact that her closest friend’s mind was more often than not placed firmly in the 1300s. Daisy wished Grace would finish her book. It had become such a part of her. Such an exclusive aim that nothing else seemed to matter very much. Even the job she used to love seemed to be a burden to her now, and Daisy sensed that Grace was beginning to resent the hours it took her away from her life’s work. Maybe if she could get her book over with – get it out of her system – then Grace would stop living in the wrong timeframe.Daisy knew Grace appreciated that she never advised her to find a bloke, settle down, and live ‘happily ever after,’ and she was equally grateful Grace had never once suggested anything similar to her. Now she had Marcus, however, Daisy had begun to want the same contentment for her friend, and had to bite her tongue whenever they spoke on the phone; something that happened less and less these days.Grace’s emails were getting shorter too. The long paragraphs detailing the woes of teaching students with an ever-decreasing intelligence had blunted down to, ‘You ok? I’m good. Writing sparse. See you soon. Bye G x’The book. That in itself was a problem. Grace’s publishers and colleagues, Daisy knew, were expecting an academic tome. A textbook for future medievalists to ponder over in the university libraries of the world. And, in time, that was exactly what they were going to get, but not yet, for Grace had confided to Daisy that this wasn’t the only thing she was working on, and her textbook was coming a poor third place to work and the other book she couldn’t seem to stop herself from writing.‘Why,’ Grace had forcefully expounded on their last meeting, ‘should I slog my guts out writing a book only a handful of bored students and obsessive freaks like myself will ever pick up, let alone read?’As a result, Grace was writing a novel, ‘A semi-factual novel,’ she’d said, ‘a story which will tell any student what they need to know about the Folville family and their criminal activities – which bear a tremendous resemblance to the stories of a certain famous literary outlaw! – and hopefully promote interest in the subject for those who aren’t that into history without boring them to death.’It sounded like a good idea to Daisy, but she also knew, as Grace did, that it was precisely the sort of book academics frowned upon, and she was worried about Grace’s determination to finish it. Daisy thought it would be more sensible to concentrate on one manuscript at a time, and get the dry epic that everyone was expecting out of the way first. Perhaps it would have been completed by now if Grace could focus on one project at a time, rather than it currently being a year in the preparation without a final result in sight. Daisy suspected Grace’s boss had no idea what she was really up to. After all, she was using the same lifetime of research for both manuscripts. She also had an underlying suspicion that subconsciously Grace didn’t want to finish either the textbook or the novel; that her friend was afraid to finish them. After all, what would she fill her hours with once they were done?Daisy’s mobile began to play a tinny version of Nellie the Elephant. She hastily plopped a small black guinea pig, which she’d temporarily called Charcoal, into a run with his numerous friends, and fished her phone from her dungarees pocket.‘Hi, Marcus.’‘Hi honey, you OK?’‘Just delivering the tribe to their outside quarters, then I’m off to face the horror that is dress shopping.’Her future husband laughed, ‘You’ll be fine. You’re just a bit rusty, that’s all.’‘Rusty! I haven’t owned a dress since I went to parties as a small child. Thirty-odd years ago!’‘I don’t understand why you don’t go with Grace at the weekend. It would be easier together wouldn’t it?’Daisy sighed, ‘I’d love to go with her, but I’ll never get her away from her work more than once this month, and I’ve yet to arrange a date for her to buy a bridesmaid outfit.’‘Well, good luck, babe. I’m off to rob some bulls of their manhood.’Daisy giggled, ‘Have fun. Oh, why did you call by the way?’‘Just wanted to hear your voice, nothing else.’‘Oh cute – ta.’‘Idiot! Enjoy shopping.’As she clicked her battered blue mobile shut and slid it back into her working clothes, Daisy thought of Grace again. Perhaps she should accidentally invite loads of single men to the wedding to tempt her friend with. The trouble was, unless they wore Lincoln Green, and carried a bow and quiver of arrows, Daisy very much doubted whether Grace would even notice they were there...

*** Blurb
Dr Grace Harper has loved the stories of Robin Hood ever since she first saw them on TV as a girl. Now, with her fortieth birthday just around the corner, she’s a successful academic in Medieval History, with a tenured position at a top university.
But Grace is in a bit of a rut. She’s supposed to be writing a textbook on a real-life medieval gang of high-class criminals – the Folvilles – but she keeps being drawn into the world of the novel she’s secretly writing – a novel which entwines the Folvilles with her long-time love of Robin Hood – and a feisty young girl named Mathilda, who is the key to a medieval mystery…
Meanwhile, Grace’s best friend Daisy – who’s as keen on animals as Grace is on the Merry Men – is unexpectedly getting married, and a reluctant Grace is press-ganged into being her bridesmaid. As Grace sees Daisy’s new-found happiness, she starts to re-evaluate her own life. Is her devotion to a man who may or may not have lived hundreds of years ago really a substitute for a real-life hero of her own? It doesn’t get any easier when she meets Dr Robert Franks – a rival academic who Grace is determined to dislike but finds herself being increasingly drawn to…

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BioJenny Kane is the author of Romancing Robin Hood (Accent Press, 2014), the best selling contemporary romance Another Cup of Coffee (Accent Press, 2013), and the novella length sequel Another Cup of Christmas (Accent Press, 2013)Jenny’s next novella, Another Cup of Mulled Wine, will be published in November, and her third full length novel, Abi’s House, will be published by Accent Press in 2015.
You can keep up to date with Jenny’s book news via her blog - www.jennykane.co.uk Twitter- @JennyKaneAuthorFacebook -https://www.facebook.com/JennyKaneRom...  Jenny Kane also writes erotica as Kay Jaybee. (www.kayjaybee.me.uk)

Today the Spotlight is on Vicki Tyley. A Mystery & Suspense Novelist; featuring her new release Bitter Nothings. Great prices can be won.

Vicki Tyley Mystery & Suspense Novelist
Born and raised in New Zealand, I moved to Western Australia with a single suitcase when I was nineteen years old. Since then, I've packed a lot into my life, working hard in predominantly accounting, IT and management roles, but also spending a year touring the world. I've lived in the central business districts of large cities, suburbia, idyllic seaside locations, rural areas, bushland, and remote desert mining camps.

Now based in rural Victoria, Australia, I am a fulltime writer of fast-paced mystery and suspense novels in contemporary Australian settings. All my books are quick, easy reads with no gratuitous sex or violence – the type of books I enjoy as a reader. However, my characters occasionally swear.

Outside of writing and reading, my main interests are design and photography. I like to laugh, drink coffee, spend time alone, spend time in company, and get close to nature. I dislike crowds, hospitals and offal.


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TEN THINGS ABOUT MEI live on a farm with no visible neighbours. Of the human variety, at least. The sulphur-crested cockatoos can be the neighbours from hell – raucous and destructive.Unlike many people, I actually like spiders and snakes. They fascinate me.My man does all the cooking in our house. He even prepares breakfast every day. Talk about spoilt. I bake him a birthday cake once a year. I’d say that was a fair swap. :)I love picnics in the bush, regardless of the weather, and like to get a fix every week. It’s also when I tend do most of my reading.I often say that all my life experiences are brought to bear in my writing, but it wasn't until my last novel, Bitter Nothings, that I delved into my own family experiences. And that’s probably because enough years have passed that I can now talk openly about it. In Bitter Nothings, the protagonist’s mother committed suicide on what would've been her and her estranged husband’s thirtieth wedding anniversary. In one of those truth-is-stranger-than-fiction twists, my mother committed suicide on my parents’ twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. Obviously the details and motives are different and my parents were still married, but the emotion and questions are still the same.I’m an avid reader of crime – both fiction and non-fiction –almost to the exclusivity of all else, and can’t go to sleep until I've read at least a couple of pages of murder and mayhem.Green at heart, I’m a nature and animal lover. You might even consider me a tree-hugger.I have a gift for all things geek (maths was my favourite subject at school) but I was also blessed with artistic genes. A strange blend, I agree.I am bit of a perfectionist, but in recent years, less so about those things that don’t matter as much.I sleep on an unbaffled waterbed and wouldn't be without it. The fun part is getting out of it, but I think I have it sussed now.



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Half her family have been murdered in their beds. Her father is the prime suspect. And things are about to get a whole lot worse…

Graphic designer Dervla Johns wakes one morning to the news that her father, Warren, is missing and her stepmother and step-siblings were found dead in their beds. While the police hunt for Warren, Dervla searches for answers. Could her father really be a killer? Refusing to be warned off by police threats, or intimidated by the reporter who appears to be following her, she delves into her family’s past.

But as she uncovers one shocking secret after another, Dervla’s world is rocked further by another murder – and she finds herself desperately trying to untangle a web of illicit love and betrayal. Soon, Dervla must face her greatest fear… or suffer the same deadly fate as her stepmother.

“If you like mystery fiction with a psychological flair, Vicki Tyley will deliver. She understands that fiction is about real people, and that real people have their dangerous flaws.” –Scott Nicholson, Bestselling author of Liquid Fear

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Book tour: Total Immersion by Alice Gaines. You can read Chapter One of this very seductive story here. A giveaway and 5 Star review is all available on my blog today.

SYNOPSIS:
Welcome to Club Ecstasy: the luxurious, confidential destination for desire. Alice Gaines continues her new erotica series with book two: doubling the pleasure, doubling the fun!
Think three’s a crowd? Alice Gaines’ sexy new Club Ecstasy series proves that three only makes the fun hotter…
Susan McGraw knows she’s demanding. And after a rough breakup, she thinks she’s earned it. Luckily Club Ecstasy can satisfy her every desire. Only, tonight one man won’t be enough-she requires the devotion of two hot men. But when one of her lovers turns out to be the boyfriend she loved and lost, Susan realizes she might be in over her head…
When Adam, manager of Club Ecstasy and Susan’s former boyfriend, realizes he’s going to have to share her, he thinks he’ll lose his mind with jealousy. But instead of feeling envious, watching her with another man turns him on like mad. Together the three of them experience the ultimate sensual and sexual exercise-but after all is said and done, will a new trick heal old wounds?


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TOTAL TEMPTATION: http://www.harpercollins.com/9780062346407/total-temptationTOTAL IMMERSION: http://www.harpercollins.com/9780062346414/total-immersionTOTAL ABANDON: http://www.harpercollins.com/9780062346568/total-abandon


AUTHOR BIO:
Alice Gaines likes her fiction hot, hot, hot.

Alice has a PhD from the University of California at Berkeley. She shares a house in Oakland California with her pet corn snake and a stray cat that lives in her yard.

When Alice isn’t making up stories in her head, she spends her time cooking, gardening, and listening to her favorite band, Tower of Power.


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TOTAL IMMERSION: CHAPTER ONE “We have a bit of a disaster on our hands,” Madeline said. “And I’m afraid it involves you.”Adam Fairchild didn’t bother to take a seat in the chair across the desk from his boss; he wouldn’t have time to sit and chat. After working with Madeline Shaw for the past five years, he knew when she meant business. Although well into her fifties, Madeline retained the beauty that had made her a top model, but beneath the precise makeup and designer clothing, she had the commanding presence of a seasoned cop. He was here to find out what needed doing and get it done.“A young woman came looking for you and is making a scene,” Madeline went on. “A very loud scene. You need to get her to quiet down before she upsets the rest of our patrons.”“Why would a young woman come looking for me?” If the person in question were a current or former client, Madeline could handle her without his help. Since he’d become manager of the male sex providers a few months ago, he hadn’t served any of the club’s women customers sexually. An empty gesture, it turned out—too late to save the only relationship that had promised to grow into something else. Now, his personal love life was nonexistent, so no one from the outside should have followed him here.What went on at Club Ecstasy, San Francisco’s most exclusive club for women, was by no definition of the word legal. Still, its prices and the quality of all its services—from the spa to the various dining rooms to the male sex providers—drew the elite of the city and of Northern California. Those sorts of customers expected good taste and privacy, and he and Madeline were here to provide that.“Why don’t we go see what she wants before she makes enough noise to drive all our clients away?” Madeline rose and left the office, her heels clacking against the hardwood floor, and Adam followed. The noise in question came to him before they reached the end of the hallway. Madeline had put the woman in a room as far as possible from the rest of the facility, but her voice penetrated into the corridor. With yelling, they would have generally expected anger, but a lot of what filtered out to here was laughter. Very, very loud laughter.She sounded familiar. Way too familiar. But before he could consider how he knew that voice so well, Madeline opened the door, and reality punched him in the gut. Of all people, why her?“Susan?” he said.Susan McGraw stood in the middle of the room. Images flashed through his mind so quickly he could barely process them. Her smile when she first opened her eyes in the morning. How she’d dance, shaking her butt, while she cooked. And then tears, lots of them at the end. A chaos of feelings lodged in his chest.When she spotted him, her face lit up, although her eyes didn’t really focus. “There he is. The sexiest stud in the world, and he used to fuck me regularly.”“What are you doing here?” At least his voice sounded calm.“Then you do know her,” Madeline said as she shut the door quietly behind them.“I do.”You could call living with someone for a year knowing them. Sharing a bed, sharing meals, sharing a toothbrush rack. With her long, dark hair and pale skin, she looked just as fabulous as she had on their first date at the winery in Jack London Square. They’d discovered a mutual love of zinfandel, and he’d fallen for the way she could pair basic innocence with a wicked sense of humor. Now she stood here flushed with maniacal happiness and obviously intoxicated.“I came here to apologize to you for the way we said good-bye,” Susan said. “After our time together, you deserved better than me yelling at you.”Yelling hardly covered their last argument, but she was in no shape to discuss it now. “Why don’t we talk about this later?”“I figured we could see if we could patch things up,” she went on as if he hadn’t spoken. “But this turned out to be such a fabulous evening, I decided to get laid instead.”This was not his Susan. Although uninhibited in bed, she didn’t usually talk about her sex life publicly. He held out his hands toward her. “Calm down, honey. You’re not acting rational.”“Isn’t he cute? He still calls me ‘honey’ after we broke up six months ago.” She went to him, threw one arm around his shoulders, and with the other hand tapped the end of his nose. “I didn’t originally come for sex, but now that I’m here, what the hell? How about it, for old time’s sake, huggy bear?”“Huggy bear?” Madeline’s voice went down a couple of octaves in pitch, the way it usually did whenever she didn’t believe something could possibly be true.“A nickname,” he said. “Look, Susan—”“I am looking,” she said. “And you’re more handsome than ever. You been working out?”“I always work out.” He’d seen her tipsy from wine in the past, but this was different. Something else had gotten into her system. She’d never believed in experimenting with substances she didn’t recognize, which meant someone must have slipped her something, either just before she’d arrived here or, worse, afterward.“You’re doing something right. You look fabulous, fabulous, fabulous.” Susan punctuated each fabulous with a poke of her finger against his chest.“Adam, do something,” Madeline said softly.“Say, you must be Madeline,” Susan said.“I am.”Still with one arm around Adam’s shoulders, Susan swung in Madeline’s general direction. “I used to hate you because of what Adam does for a living.”Madeline stared over Susan’s head at Adam. He shrugged. “She doesn’t know what she’s saying.”“Oh, but I do,” Susan said. “I hated you, but hate’s such a nasty emotion, isn’t it? Say, you’re really beautiful. I think I love you.”Madeline cleared her throat. Not because she disapproved of lesbian relationships. This was San Francisco, after all. But clearly Susan was off her rocker.Adam slid his arm around Susan’s waist. “Why don’t I take you home?”“To the apartment we used to share? I don’t think so.” She smiled up at him. “If this is a sex club, then I want some. In fact, I want lots of it.”“Listen to me, Susan. I think you’ve been drugged. Probably ecstasy,” Adam said. “Did you have anything to drink or eat here a little while ago?”“Of course. One of your coworkers—super-sweet guy I met in the lobby while I was waiting for you—offered me a glass of zin. I never turn down good zin.”“Were you,” Adam cleared his throat, “hiring him?”That seemed to confuse her for a second. When her expression cleared, she said with a laugh, “Oh, you mean that.”“Well, yeah.”“I just came to talk to you. I didn’t want to do it on the phone,” she said. “But now that I think of it . . .”Well, shit. “Did you happen to get the super-sweet guy’s name?”“Frank. No, Phil,” she said. “Definitely Phil.”“Phil Stewart?” Madeline asked.“I didn’t get his last name,” Susan said.“We only have one Phil. Damn it. I knew there was something off about him,” Madeline opened the door to the corridor and spoke to someone outside. “Find Phil and send him here. Immediately.”The new hire. She remembered that Phil had come with excellent references, and everything about him had checked out. He might have seemed a little toosincere, but everyone got nervous during job interviews. He’d performed adequately until now.After closing the door again, Madeline approached Susan. “I owe you an apology, Ms.—”“McGraw,” Adam supplied.“Ms. McGraw,” Madeline said. “This is, as you crudely put it, a sex club, but we never take advantage of our clients. I’d be happy to treat you to the use of our facilities at some later date.”What the fuck? Susan a client at Club Ecstasy? She made a good living at her tech job but not the sort of income that would allow a membership here. Besides, he’d given her what she needed at home, and she hadn’t had to go anywhere else for sex. Of course, he didn’t do that any longer since they’d broken up months ago.“What’s wrong with right now?” Susan said.“We have a policy against providing services for intoxicated clients,” Madeline said. “We don’t want anyone to regret her experience the next day. I’m sure you understand.”“Actually, I don’t,” Susan said. “I’m horny as all hell, and if one of your employees caused that, you ought to do something to fix it.”Just then, the door opened and Phil stepped into the room. “Hi, sweetheart. Having a good time?”Susan wiggled her fingers at him. “Hi, Cupcake.”Cupcake. Ye gods. If Adam weren’t holding Susan up, he’d put his fist through Cupcake’s nose.“Is this the man who gave you the drink?” Madeline asked.“Just a little enjoyment enhancer,” Phil said. “Did it work?”“Get out,” Madeline said. “Collect your things and leave. We’ll send your last check.”“What? You’re firing me?” Phil shrugged in a gesture of wounded innocence. “What’s the big deal? Chicks love the drug.”“Out!” Madeline thundered.Adam hugged Susan to him. Her body fitted against his perfectly, as it always had. “God, honey, I’m sorry.”“I’m not. I feel great.” She stepped away from him and threw her arms out from her sides. “I should have checked out where you worked ages ago.”“Susan, this isn’t you,” he said.“How do you know? You haven’t seen me in six months.” She thumped her palm against her chest. “And I haven’t had your special brand of sex in six months. Maybe this is what I need.”“Not this way.” He approached her and gazed into her eyes. “Please, Susan. Let me take you home. We can work this out there.”“Yeah, we’ll make love. Then you’ll come back here, and nothing will have changed,” she said. “Nope. I finally wandered into the den of iniquity, and I want some.”Major irony there. She’d finally come around to accepting his work, and he no longer performed the sexual services that had bothered her so much when they’d lived together. He probably would have welcomed a chance to explain all that to her if she were rational. He could straighten it out with her later. Right now, he had to quiet her down enough to get her out of here without disturbing the clients.“Not going to happen,” she said. “I’m going to stay right here until someone scratches my itches. All of them.”He and Madeline exchanged glances, and she shrugged. “You know this young lady, Adam. Do you have any suggestions?”“Susan’s a wonderful person, but she has a stubborn streak,” he said.“Bet your ass I do,” Susan said, grinning like someone who was about to have all her demands met. Which she probably was, based on the resigned expression on Madeline’s face.“The two of you have already been lovers,” Madeline said. “She won’t wake up in bed with a stranger. I don’t suppose there’s any harm if the two of you use one of the rooms.”“Thanks. I’ll take care of this.” As awkward as this situation was, it did mean he’d get to make love to Susan. He was only human, after all, and he’d missed her so much.Given her state, she’d probably climax hard and often. During the time they’d lived together, he’d heard the sweet noises she made as she approached orgasm. He’d felt the tension in her pussy suddenly break into spasms. He’d tasted her and made her clitoris harden into a bud. He could have all that again right now and most likely through the night. His cock immediately swelled and began to throb at the prospect.“You know, as lovely as that would be, I think you owe me more,” Susan said. “After all, I can have that if Adam takes me home.”“We’ll have the use of all the club’s facilities,” he said. “If you behave yourself.”“I can behave myself if . . .” Susan said.“If what?” Adam asked.“If . . .” She bit her lip for a moment, and the wheels turned almost visibly in her head. “If I have two men to satisfy me while I’m here.”“You want another man?” Adam said.“You had other women,” she said, as if that proved something.“That was my job,” he said.“Well, two men is my requirement.” Susan smiled very sweetly at Madeline. “And I promise none of your other clients will hear a peep out of me.”“I’m sorry, that’s not at all the same thing,” Madeline said. “I can’t condone you having sex with a stranger in an impaired state.”“State?” Susan hooted. “My state is horny, as I’ll let everyone in this place know at the top of my lungs.”Madeline held out her hands to quiet Susan. “Please, miss.”“In fact, I’ll let them all know one of your employees drugged me,” Susan said. “Before your security can haul me out of here, half your clients will have heard.”“Very well,” Madeline said. “We’ll do what you ask.”“Madeline?” Adam said. “You’re not serious about this, I hope.”Having to watch Susan have sex with another man? Having to participate? Pure hell. But then, maybe he deserved it for messing up their relationship in the first place. Thinking she could hang on with the status quo, he’d waited too long to switch from provider to manager. And he’d lost the only woman he’d ever contemplated a future with. This could be his punishment for making her miserable so many times, even though he’d never wanted to. Or maybe the universe was having a good laugh at his expense.“Fine. A ménage à trois,” Madeline said. “And you do have our deepest apologies for Phil’s behavior.”Susan nodded very regally. “Accepted.”“No.” Adam groped for anything that would make this nightmare go away—something that would change Madeline’s mind. He didn’t come up with anything. “This won’t work. No, I’m sorry.”One of Madeline’s elegant brows lifted. “No?”Even before Madeline had opened Club Ecstasy, she’d run her own lingerie and fragrance companies. She wasn’t used to her employees contradicting her. Adam had never done it before, but then, she’d never asked him to do so damned uncomfortable.  Hell, uncomfortable didn’t even cover it.“I don’t even do the work anymore,” he said.Even through the haze of her intoxication, Susan perked up at that news. “You don’t?”He couldn’t explain that to her now, so he didn’t respond.“You can still perform, I imagine,” Madeline said. “You haven’t lost your touch, have you?”“Of course not.” He shouldn’t have to explain his reluctance. He could do a threesome with any client she wanted him to, but this was Susan. He’d never shared her. He’d managed to keep the thought of her with another man out of his mind, more or less, for six months. He didn’t need to experience the reality up close and personal.“Well, then, do this,” Madeline said.Madeline would never order him to do anything he didn’t want. She didn’t have to. Her tone said everything for her. She wouldn’t fire him if he disobeyed, but he’d lose stature in her eyes, and she meant a lot to both employees and clients here. Including him.Besides, what choice did he have? Madeline had given in. Susan clearly wasn’t going to go home quietly, and neither he nor Madeline could afford her making a scene in front of the other clients. One way or another, Susan was going to get what she wanted from Club Ecstasy. Which meant she’d have her threesome. He for sure wasn’t going to let that happen with two other men. One of her lovers would have to be him.“All right,” he said finally. Let the punishment begin.“Yay!” Susan fairly jumped up and down with excitement.“If you’ll permit me, I’ll select the other man.” Madeline tapped a manicured finger against her lips for a moment. “I’d suggest Jeff.”Oh, great. She’d chosen a guy who was hung like a horse. Not that Adam couldn’t win that competition, but he could take the threesome a whole lot more easily if the other man were less adequate than himself in some way. Still, he’d been developing a new technique and using Jeff to help. This could turn into an opportunity to try it out and make Susan reallyhappy.With his tremendous staying power and fun attitude toward sex, Jeff showed real promise to become a favorite among the clients. He was a good choice for the job.“Now that’s settled,” Madeline said. “I’ll put you in one of our best suites if you promise not to make a scene.”Susan made a zipper movement across her lips. “No one will know I’m here. Except for my guys.”Her guys. Plural. Including him. He deserved as much. He’d have her now, but so would Jeff. Fucking fabulous.{TXB1}Between what she felt were two of the most beautiful men on earth, Susan fairly floated down the hallway. She ought to feel furious with that guy, Phil, for drugging her, and when she came down from her high, maybe she would. For now, she could only enjoy the results of his trickery. In her normal state of mind, she’d never have asked for two lovers at once. Now, she’d not only have Adam, the man who knew a dozen or more ways to make her climax, but she could learn her way around a new stud’s body, find out what drove him to a fever pitch, and then let him use all that sexual energy to give her orgasm after orgasm.For the next several hours, she’d not only enjoy the best sex of her life, but she could make Adam watch. He’d finally pay for all the nights she’d sat at home watching old movies on television while he did his thing with other women here. Professional, he’d called it, not personal, and he’d expected her to shrug it off. Well, this was professional, too. A mindless fuck with a man in the same line of work as his.Except he wasn’t any longer. He’d quit that part of his job. Probably something to contemplate there, but she’d have to figure that out later, because her mind wasn’t working nearly as well as her sex. If you could call a man’s cock his little brain and insist it could make him do things his big brain wouldn’t consider, then her pussy was acting the same way for her. The effects of the drug had made her achy and throbbing, but that fact didn’t make the sensations any less real. Or demanding.She had two men—both tall, both with firm bodies that pressed against hers as they went. Both schooled in how to give her everything she needed, and she needed a lot. As soon as they got her down this endless corridor, they could get to work.They finally arrived at the door to the suite, and Jeff inserted the key card and opened the door for her. What greeted her on the other side took her breath away. A large living room with a flat-screen television and stereo equipment also held modern couches and armchairs with lines that seemed to suggest flight. She kicked off her shoes and allowed her feet to sink into plush carpet as she made her way across the room, letting her fingers skim across the glass top of a dining table as she went.“We hope you like it,” Jeff said.“Like it? It’s amazing,” she replied.Adam remained silent where he stood just inside the room. Madeline couldn’t have chosen two men so perfectly matched to please the female eye. Jeff stood nearly as tall as Adam and had the same perfect body, finely muscled beneath the elegant tailoring of his suit. But where Adam had swarthy skin, dark eyes, and raven black hair, Jeff was blond and had blue eyes and a dimple in his cheek that suggested mischief.Madeline must have guessed from the fact that Susan had already chosen Adam as her lover that her fantasies went toward clean-shaven men in elegant clothes. Men who might have been princes in another era, each with a satin sash across his chest. And she’d get to undress them and check out their equipment underneath.“Take a look at the rest of the suite and see if it’s to your liking,” Jeff said. Ever the pleasant fellow.“I will.” She headed into the bedroom. “Are you coming, Adam?”“I’m here,” his voice came from behind her.The bedroom was as expansive as the living room, if not more. It gleamed with brass and polished wood. An enormous bed with posts that climbed nearly to the high ceiling dominated the space. A glass-topped table and occasional chairs stood off to one side. The same thick carpet she’d noticed in the living room hushed her steps as she explored.So much luxury. She threw her arms out and turned until she was dizzy. When she threatened to topple, Adam caught her as he always had when something had threatened to pull her down, emotionally or physically. His dark gaze met hers.“Are you happy?”“Delirious,” she said. “What about you?”His expression said nothing. “I’d use a somewhat different word.”“And the bathroom, madame.” Jeff stood by an open door and gestured across the threshold.White marble nearly blinded Susan when she stepped inside, and light bounced off brass faucets and fixtures. A glass-enclosed shower occupied the far wall, and a sunken tub took up much of the rest of the room. Plenty of opportunities for fun there.When she returned to the bedroom, she found that Jeff had undone his tie and was removing the jacket of his suit. He draped that over one of the chairs and proceeded to take out his cufflinks. With those set aside, he rolled up his cuffs, revealing strong forearms covered with sun-bleached hairs.Susan started in on the buttons of her blouse, but he moved to stop her hands. “Let me do that.”As Jeff undressed her, Adam took a seat on one of the chairs at the table and watched. Perhaps they’d worked together before, because Jeff seemed to know how to conduct a threesome without being told. Jeff had an expert touch, his big fingers working buttons while the warmth of his body enveloped her. He bent to nibble at the sensitive skin behind her ear, his breath hot, leaving no doubt about what type of encounter would follow.Adam’s face gave nothing away, but he seemed intent on observing every move she and his coworker made. She stood where she was and allowed Jeff to remove her clothing. His fingers gliding over her skin, he rid her of her blouse and reached behind to unfasten her bra. When her breasts fell loose, Adam stared at them as if seeing them for the first time. If she hadn’t been so utterly and completely turned on, she might have covered them out of shyness, but timidity didn’t fit with these men and her plans to have both of them.Once he had her naked from the waist up, Jeff dropped to his knees in front of her. He popped the snap of her jeans and slowly pulled the zipper down. Skimming his hands over her hips, he slid both her pants and panties down her legs in one motion. She stepped out of them with his help. Now totally nude, she stood and allowed both of the men to see her. Jeff smiled, deepening the dimple in his cheek, but Adam might have been a statue, sitting completely still, his hands on his knees.He’d never stared at her that way before, not in the entire time they’d lived together. He’d seen her naked every day, often after having undressed her himself. He’d touched her everywhere, whispering how much he wanted her. Sometimes, he’d simply taken her when neither of them could wait and needed each other immediately. He’d never sat, watching, without reaching for her.Her stomach did a little flip, and her heart raced. His detachment created a thrill not unlike fear and most definitely not unlike sexual need. Then Jeff eased her legs apart, and his intent became clear. Oral sex, when she was already so turned on she could hardly stand. The most intimate act possible with another man watching. How incredibly erotic. When he put his mouth over her pussy, the world retreated, leaving her with nothing but a hunger for the ultimate contact: the feel of his tongue against her throbbing clit.He didn’t make her wait long. In a few seconds, his tongue parted the lips of her sex and landed on the supersensitive organ. She whimpered, and her knees threatened to give out, but he held her upright, his arms around her hips. For a man who’d only met her minutes ago, he learned quickly the exact pressure to use to send her from aroused to ready to burst out of her skin. As she started the climb to orgasm, she gripped his head for balance. No matter what, she must not lose the delicious friction that had her blood whooshing in her ears.Oh, God, so good. So fucking good. Her breathing grew harsh, and the sound of a woman’s voice came to her. Her own, of course, but not as she’d ever heard it. So full of raw need and so unconcerned with anything but her own pleasure. Shameless. Demanding. And he kept giving, his tongue fluttering over the tip of her clit and then pressing harder.She could have this and more. Much, much more, for hours. As long as she could stand it. So, when the orgasm neared, she welcomed it, not fighting its power. It began at the point of contact with his tongue and built, like a huge wave climbing, climbing, and then cresting. As it washed over her, she used the last bit of air in her lungs to shout. The spasms started, deep and strong. On and on as if they’d never stop.Eventually they did end, and she collapsed. Strong arms caught her and raised her against a solid chest. Not Adam. His scent was imprinted on her brain, and this man had his own perfume. Jeff laid her on the comforter on the huge bed and stretched out next to her.He pushed a lock of hair from her forehead. “Good one?”“Fabulous. Thank you.” He hadn’t satisfied her, though. More like taken the edge off. Inside, the fire still burned. It would rage out of control again as soon as one of them touched her in the right way. But they had hours together and plenty of time for lots of touches.“I can make you come like that,” Adam said. He hadn’t moved from the chair, hadn’t even shifted his posture.“I know you can,” she said.Adam fell silent, leaving the obvious question unspoken. Why do you need him, then?“Is Susan one of your clients?” Jeff sat up on the bed. “Because if this is your turf . . .”Adam let out a laugh that had nothing to do with humor. If they’d had more time, he could have explained the situation to Jeff.“Turf? Hardly.”“We were lovers,” she said, “out in the real world.”“Hey, man. No one told me any of that.” Jeff got off the bed. “I don’t want to get between you and your girlfriend.”“Were,” Susan said. “Past tense.”“Still, I don’t know about this,” Jeff said. “I work for you, Adam.”Adam leaned back in his chair and stared right into Jeff’s face. “You work for Madeline, and Madeline has assigned you to take care of Ms. McGraw. I think you’d better do it.”“If you say so.” Jeff blew out a breath. “But how is watching us going to make you feel?”“I’ll tell you.” Adam rose slowly.For a moment, the room went deathly still. Even in her drugged state and with her sex aching to be filled, Susan held her breath and waited.“It’s turning me on,” Adam said finally. “My cock is going to bust my fly in a minute. If the lady wants you to fuck her, I suggest you do what she asks.”“Do you want that?” Jeff asked Susan.He had to ask? Her body was still on fire, nerve endings screaming for more. Even after that fabulous oral sex, she needed a stiff cock moving inside her until she shattered again. She slipped her fingers between her thighs and stroked her damp pussy. “Oh, yes.”“Okay.” Jeff unzipped his pants and quickly undressed.Susan took one look at him, and her mouth went dry. He was as finely sculpted as he appeared from under his clothes. A perfectly hairless chest gave way to flat abs, and then down at the base of his torso, a rigid shaft rose from a thatch of golden hairs. His cock was thick and long, enough to frighten an innocent. Susan was no innocent, and with the drug still roiling in her blood, her body craved every inch of him.“Do it in a position where I can watch,” Adam said.“You got it.” Jeff opened a drawer in the bedside table and found a square packet. Quickly, he tore it open and unfurled the condom over his cock. Then he grabbed her hips and tugged her toward the edge of the bed. As she wrapped her legs around him, he positioned himself with the head between her pussy lips and eased himself inside her.Oh, yes. Yes. This was what she’d craved since she’d sipped the wine and waited for Adam to appear. A man’s stiff penis filling her. She sank into the mattress, melting out of pure pleasure as her inner walls adjusted to his size.From the corner of her eye, she watched Adam as he rounded the bed for a better view. He stood as if transfixed, his gaze on Jeff’s cock disappearing into her sex. His hand went to the front of his pants, and he gripped his own erection through the layers of fabric.“She likes it slow at first,” he told Jeff. “As if you’re in no hurry and could fuck her all day.”True, but she’d never told him that. She’d hardly realized it herself until he mentioned it this very minute. He’d figured out her preference on his own.“Like this?” Jeff asked, as he slowed his pace to a leisurely rhythm.“Exactly,” Adam answered.And oh, he was right. She didn’t have to hurry to orgasm. She could let it come in its own time. For now, she’d indulge herself in memorizing the girth of him, the passage of the thick head, and the feel of each inch as it penetrated.And she could have all this while Adam looked on. He’d see Jeff’s cock sliding in and out of her, moist from her pussy. What a sense of power to take her pleasure with a stranger and make her former lover squirm. Two men doing her bidding.“Pace yourself,” Adam said.“I am,” Jeff said. “But man, she feels good.”“Of course she does,” Adam said.She turned her head and gazed at him out of eyes that didn’t quite focus. The drugs, maybe. Rising arousal, certainly, as another orgasm neared. Already, she was having sex good enough for fantasy, and she hadn’t even had Adam yet. Once Jeff had finished, Adam could take his place. And later, Jeff would have rested. She could go on for hours. She let out a groan.“There,” Adam said. “She’s ready for more now.”“Right.” Jeff moved faster, his thrusts more forceful. Each movement pushed her into the mattress, and she kept her legs fast around him to hold herself in place. She’d become so wet for him. So hot. Her hips rose to meet him, straining for more connection, more friction. Just more.“Go as deep as you can,” Adam said. “Make her want to come. Make her crave it.”Jeff reached behind him, grasped her legs, and guiding her feet upward, placed her ankles on either side of his neck. The position squeezed her sex around his and allowed him maximum penetration. He felt so damned big as he thrust into her. Incredible.“This is too good.” Jeff closed his eyes, and his face contorted with pleasure. “I’m going to lose it.”“Stay with her,” Adam said.“She’s tight,” Jeff grunted. “Aw, shit.”He moved like a wild man now, gripping her hips as he slammed into her. She caught his madness as the pressure built inside her. She was going to climax again, this time with her whole being. She rode the currents upward into arousal that was spiraling out of control. Too much. Too intense. And yet, she needed more.Suddenly, more appeared. Something butted against her clitoris. She opened her eyes long enough to discover a hand there, a finger on just the right spot. Adam’s hand where he’d slipped it between her body and Jeff’s. He knew exactly what she needed, and he was giving it to her.With that knowledge, she closed her eyes and surrendered to his touch. The orgasm swelled inside her, squeezing her heart. All consciousness blinked out except for the one place where Jeff’s cock moved inside her and Adam’s finger kept rubbing.She arched her back as she came, releasing a shout toward the ceiling. This time, her inner muscles gripped a stiff cock rhythmically. Jeff’s answering roar joined her voice, and he plunged into her a few more times before going rigid with his own climax. A perfect coupling with a perfect ending.Adam’s hand withdrew, and Jeff lowered her legs before leaning over her, his weight held up on his elbows. Her pussy still fluttered around him in postorgasm pulses. Proof that he’d satisfied her. For now.{TXB1}Adam managed to drag himself away from the sight of Susan with a sated smile on her face and went to the lanai doors that led to the terrace. Still erect, still aching for her, he could almost blot out the reality that Jeff was lying beside her, looking just as happy as she did. Another man had given her the orgasms that had let her drift off into heaven.No, not right. Yes, Jeff had made her come the first time, and Jeff had been inside her for the second climax, but Adam had directed their coitus. He’d instructed Jeff in the way she liked to have sex. He’d fingered her clitoris at the crucial moment. He was still in charge here. Manager and teacher. Lover. Jeff wouldn’t . . . couldn’t . . . take his place in her heart, if indeed Adam had any right to make that claim now given their six months of separation.Damn, this was hard. Just seeing her again after missing her so much. All the days and nights as he lay in bed alone, blaming himself for hurting her. Searching his brain for something he should have done differently. He shouldn’t have become involved with her to begin with because a job like his didn’t mix with a traditional relationship. He should have done more to make her feel special so she wouldn’t feel threatened by his clients. He should have listened to her complaints and dealt with them rationally instead of yelling back and escalating the arguments.On the other hand, maybe he couldn’t have done anything. Maybe their problems just sucked and nothing could have made them better. And maybe allowing himself to hope for a better ending would only hurt him more in the end. Still, he’d be a fool not to take this chance. If, indeed, it was a chance and not just an illusion created out of blind hope.He stared outside, hardly noticing the hot tub and the city beyond. Late afternoon. The sun would be going down soon, and the city would switch over to night shift. How many nights had he stood in exactly this place, with another woman in the bed resting after sex with him and anticipating more? And how many of those times had Susan been in bed at their apartment, waiting for him to come home?He’d make it up to her tonight. He could accomplish that, at least. He could give her his best work, better than anything he’d done for even his best clients. To do that, he’d have to share her with Jeff. She’d asked for two men, and he’d make sure she had every sexual experience she could dream up. There was no room for jealousy in this exercise. He needed to treat it as professionally as he had all his other encounters at the club. Complete detachment when she wanted Jeff and complete devotion when she wanted him.He’d do everything in his power to make the joining so perfect she’d never get it out of her memory. In fact, he had a plan on how to accomplish that exact goal. Something he’d worked on for the last several weeks with Jeff’s help. This suite was outfitted with all the sound equipment he’d need. He had a few extra things to order, but the kitchen and the spa could provide those within a few minutes.He hadn’t planned on using the technique himself but to teach it to the other men. Still, he and Jeff might as well try it out now, with Susan as the recipient. He could make her happy, no doubt about that. And he could bask in her smiles and share her orgasms, and that would make him pretty damned happy, too.After that, who knew what would happen? He ran his fingers through his hair and blew out a frustrated breath. How would she feel when she came down from the drug? She might be embarrassed. She might regret coming here. Dear God, not that. The mere idea that she could wish she hadn’t given herself to him tore at his gut. He’d have to make this the best experience for her. And he’d have to do it soon because the postorgasm glow would wear off in another minute or two, and then the real work would begin.

My 5 Star review
I received the book from the publishing house for an honest review. 
I must say, I really do enjoy Ms. Gains books. Although short, it has all the elements of a wonderful romantic read. Keeping the suspension through out the book while still remaining true to the plot. Club Ecstasy is one classy club, with one difference: it's for the enjoyment of women. Here, men does what the women likes, putting their desires first. The women are pampered not only with all the luxury this place can afford but with a variety of men to choose from. 
When Susan McGraw stepped into this club demanding to see her boyfriend we knew things would become very interesting, and they did. When she demanded to have a second man added to her request, it became really exciting. Jeff was a really a good support character, just giving enough for the two to find each other. Again we find ourselves with human emotions at play as she and Adam worked through their feelings, doing what they love most: sex. Adam, himself, struggled with this, but at the end his willingness to work with Jeff made the big difference. Then when he finally got it he took charge and taught Jeff how it is done.
The sex is the common denominator that helps them to talk, to open up and accept each other for who they are and the work he does. An interesting and very enjoyable read, filled with believable characters that let more than your toes curl.

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SYNOPSIS:
Welcome to Club Ecstasy: the luxurious, confidential destination for desire. Alice Gaines continues her new erotica series with book two: doubling the pleasure, doubling the fun!
Think three’s a crowd? Alice Gaines’ sexy new Club Ecstasy series proves that three only makes the fun hotter…
Susan McGraw knows she’s demanding. And after a rough breakup, she thinks she’s earned it. Luckily Club Ecstasy can satisfy her every desire. Only, tonight one man won’t be enough-she requires the devotion of two hot men. But when one of her lovers turns out to be the boyfriend she loved and lost, Susan realizes she might be in over her head…
When Adam, manager of Club Ecstasy and Susan’s former boyfriend, realizes he’s going to have to share her, he thinks he’ll lose his mind with jealousy. But instead of feeling envious, watching her with another man turns him on like mad. Together the three of them experience the ultimate sensual and sexual exercise-but after all is said and done, will a new trick heal old wounds?


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AUTHOR BIO:
Alice Gaines likes her fiction hot, hot, hot.

Alice has a PhD from the University of California at Berkeley. She shares a house in Oakland California with her pet corn snake and a stray cat that lives in her yard.

When Alice isn’t making up stories in her head, she spends her time cooking, gardening, and listening to her favorite band, Tower of Power.


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TOTAL IMMERSION: CHAPTER ONE “We have a bit of a disaster on our hands,” Madeline said. “And I’m afraid it involves you.”Adam Fairchild didn’t bother to take a seat in the chair across the desk from his boss; he wouldn’t have time to sit and chat. After working with Madeline Shaw for the past five years, he knew when she meant business. Although well into her fifties, Madeline retained the beauty that had made her a top model, but beneath the precise makeup and designer clothing, she had the commanding presence of a seasoned cop. He was here to find out what needed doing and get it done.“A young woman came looking for you and is making a scene,” Madeline went on. “A very loud scene. You need to get her to quiet down before she upsets the rest of our patrons.”“Why would a young woman come looking for me?” If the person in question were a current or former client, Madeline could handle her without his help. Since he’d become manager of the male sex providers a few months ago, he hadn’t served any of the club’s women customers sexually. An empty gesture, it turned out—too late to save the only relationship that had promised to grow into something else. Now, his personal love life was nonexistent, so no one from the outside should have followed him here.What went on at Club Ecstasy, San Francisco’s most exclusive club for women, was by no definition of the word legal. Still, its prices and the quality of all its services—from the spa to the various dining rooms to the male sex providers—drew the elite of the city and of Northern California. Those sorts of customers expected good taste and privacy, and he and Madeline were here to provide that.“Why don’t we go see what she wants before she makes enough noise to drive all our clients away?” Madeline rose and left the office, her heels clacking against the hardwood floor, and Adam followed. The noise in question came to him before they reached the end of the hallway. Madeline had put the woman in a room as far as possible from the rest of the facility, but her voice penetrated into the corridor. With yelling, they would have generally expected anger, but a lot of what filtered out to here was laughter. Very, very loud laughter.She sounded familiar. Way too familiar. But before he could consider how he knew that voice so well, Madeline opened the door, and reality punched him in the gut. Of all people, why her?“Susan?” he said.Susan McGraw stood in the middle of the room. Images flashed through his mind so quickly he could barely process them. Her smile when she first opened her eyes in the morning. How she’d dance, shaking her butt, while she cooked. And then tears, lots of them at the end. A chaos of feelings lodged in his chest.When she spotted him, her face lit up, although her eyes didn’t really focus. “There he is. The sexiest stud in the world, and he used to fuck me regularly.”“What are you doing here?” At least his voice sounded calm.“Then you do know her,” Madeline said as she shut the door quietly behind them.“I do.”You could call living with someone for a year knowing them. Sharing a bed, sharing meals, sharing a toothbrush rack. With her long, dark hair and pale skin, she looked just as fabulous as she had on their first date at the winery in Jack London Square. They’d discovered a mutual love of zinfandel, and he’d fallen for the way she could pair basic innocence with a wicked sense of humor. Now she stood here flushed with maniacal happiness and obviously intoxicated.“I came here to apologize to you for the way we said good-bye,” Susan said. “After our time together, you deserved better than me yelling at you.”Yelling hardly covered their last argument, but she was in no shape to discuss it now. “Why don’t we talk about this later?”“I figured we could see if we could patch things up,” she went on as if he hadn’t spoken. “But this turned out to be such a fabulous evening, I decided to get laid instead.”This was not his Susan. Although uninhibited in bed, she didn’t usually talk about her sex life publicly. He held out his hands toward her. “Calm down, honey. You’re not acting rational.”“Isn’t he cute? He still calls me ‘honey’ after we broke up six months ago.” She went to him, threw one arm around his shoulders, and with the other hand tapped the end of his nose. “I didn’t originally come for sex, but now that I’m here, what the hell? How about it, for old time’s sake, huggy bear?”“Huggy bear?” Madeline’s voice went down a couple of octaves in pitch, the way it usually did whenever she didn’t believe something could possibly be true.“A nickname,” he said. “Look, Susan—”“I am looking,” she said. “And you’re more handsome than ever. You been working out?”“I always work out.” He’d seen her tipsy from wine in the past, but this was different. Something else had gotten into her system. She’d never believed in experimenting with substances she didn’t recognize, which meant someone must have slipped her something, either just before she’d arrived here or, worse, afterward.“You’re doing something right. You look fabulous, fabulous, fabulous.” Susan punctuated each fabulous with a poke of her finger against his chest.“Adam, do something,” Madeline said softly.“Say, you must be Madeline,” Susan said.“I am.”Still with one arm around Adam’s shoulders, Susan swung in Madeline’s general direction. “I used to hate you because of what Adam does for a living.”Madeline stared over Susan’s head at Adam. He shrugged. “She doesn’t know what she’s saying.”“Oh, but I do,” Susan said. “I hated you, but hate’s such a nasty emotion, isn’t it? Say, you’re really beautiful. I think I love you.”Madeline cleared her throat. Not because she disapproved of lesbian relationships. This was San Francisco, after all. But clearly Susan was off her rocker.Adam slid his arm around Susan’s waist. “Why don’t I take you home?”“To the apartment we used to share? I don’t think so.” She smiled up at him. “If this is a sex club, then I want some. In fact, I want lots of it.”“Listen to me, Susan. I think you’ve been drugged. Probably ecstasy,” Adam said. “Did you have anything to drink or eat here a little while ago?”“Of course. One of your coworkers—super-sweet guy I met in the lobby while I was waiting for you—offered me a glass of zin. I never turn down good zin.”“Were you,” Adam cleared his throat, “hiring him?”That seemed to confuse her for a second. When her expression cleared, she said with a laugh, “Oh, you mean that.”“Well, yeah.”“I just came to talk to you. I didn’t want to do it on the phone,” she said. “But now that I think of it . . .”Well, shit. “Did you happen to get the super-sweet guy’s name?”“Frank. No, Phil,” she said. “Definitely Phil.”“Phil Stewart?” Madeline asked.“I didn’t get his last name,” Susan said.“We only have one Phil. Damn it. I knew there was something off about him,” Madeline opened the door to the corridor and spoke to someone outside. “Find Phil and send him here. Immediately.”The new hire. She remembered that Phil had come with excellent references, and everything about him had checked out. He might have seemed a little toosincere, but everyone got nervous during job interviews. He’d performed adequately until now.After closing the door again, Madeline approached Susan. “I owe you an apology, Ms.—”“McGraw,” Adam supplied.“Ms. McGraw,” Madeline said. “This is, as you crudely put it, a sex club, but we never take advantage of our clients. I’d be happy to treat you to the use of our facilities at some later date.”What the fuck? Susan a client at Club Ecstasy? She made a good living at her tech job but not the sort of income that would allow a membership here. Besides, he’d given her what she needed at home, and she hadn’t had to go anywhere else for sex. Of course, he didn’t do that any longer since they’d broken up months ago.“What’s wrong with right now?” Susan said.“We have a policy against providing services for intoxicated clients,” Madeline said. “We don’t want anyone to regret her experience the next day. I’m sure you understand.”“Actually, I don’t,” Susan said. “I’m horny as all hell, and if one of your employees caused that, you ought to do something to fix it.”Just then, the door opened and Phil stepped into the room. “Hi, sweetheart. Having a good time?”Susan wiggled her fingers at him. “Hi, Cupcake.”Cupcake. Ye gods. If Adam weren’t holding Susan up, he’d put his fist through Cupcake’s nose.“Is this the man who gave you the drink?” Madeline asked.“Just a little enjoyment enhancer,” Phil said. “Did it work?”“Get out,” Madeline said. “Collect your things and leave. We’ll send your last check.”“What? You’re firing me?” Phil shrugged in a gesture of wounded innocence. “What’s the big deal? Chicks love the drug.”“Out!” Madeline thundered.Adam hugged Susan to him. Her body fitted against his perfectly, as it always had. “God, honey, I’m sorry.”“I’m not. I feel great.” She stepped away from him and threw her arms out from her sides. “I should have checked out where you worked ages ago.”“Susan, this isn’t you,” he said.“How do you know? You haven’t seen me in six months.” She thumped her palm against her chest. “And I haven’t had your special brand of sex in six months. Maybe this is what I need.”“Not this way.” He approached her and gazed into her eyes. “Please, Susan. Let me take you home. We can work this out there.”“Yeah, we’ll make love. Then you’ll come back here, and nothing will have changed,” she said. “Nope. I finally wandered into the den of iniquity, and I want some.”Major irony there. She’d finally come around to accepting his work, and he no longer performed the sexual services that had bothered her so much when they’d lived together. He probably would have welcomed a chance to explain all that to her if she were rational. He could straighten it out with her later. Right now, he had to quiet her down enough to get her out of here without disturbing the clients.“Not going to happen,” she said. “I’m going to stay right here until someone scratches my itches. All of them.”He and Madeline exchanged glances, and she shrugged. “You know this young lady, Adam. Do you have any suggestions?”“Susan’s a wonderful person, but she has a stubborn streak,” he said.“Bet your ass I do,” Susan said, grinning like someone who was about to have all her demands met. Which she probably was, based on the resigned expression on Madeline’s face.“The two of you have already been lovers,” Madeline said. “She won’t wake up in bed with a stranger. I don’t suppose there’s any harm if the two of you use one of the rooms.”“Thanks. I’ll take care of this.” As awkward as this situation was, it did mean he’d get to make love to Susan. He was only human, after all, and he’d missed her so much.Given her state, she’d probably climax hard and often. During the time they’d lived together, he’d heard the sweet noises she made as she approached orgasm. He’d felt the tension in her pussy suddenly break into spasms. He’d tasted her and made her clitoris harden into a bud. He could have all that again right now and most likely through the night. His cock immediately swelled and began to throb at the prospect.“You know, as lovely as that would be, I think you owe me more,” Susan said. “After all, I can have that if Adam takes me home.”“We’ll have the use of all the club’s facilities,” he said. “If you behave yourself.”“I can behave myself if . . .” Susan said.“If what?” Adam asked.“If . . .” She bit her lip for a moment, and the wheels turned almost visibly in her head. “If I have two men to satisfy me while I’m here.”“You want another man?” Adam said.“You had other women,” she said, as if that proved something.“That was my job,” he said.“Well, two men is my requirement.” Susan smiled very sweetly at Madeline. “And I promise none of your other clients will hear a peep out of me.”“I’m sorry, that’s not at all the same thing,” Madeline said. “I can’t condone you having sex with a stranger in an impaired state.”“State?” Susan hooted. “My state is horny, as I’ll let everyone in this place know at the top of my lungs.”Madeline held out her hands to quiet Susan. “Please, miss.”“In fact, I’ll let them all know one of your employees drugged me,” Susan said. “Before your security can haul me out of here, half your clients will have heard.”“Very well,” Madeline said. “We’ll do what you ask.”“Madeline?” Adam said. “You’re not serious about this, I hope.”Having to watch Susan have sex with another man? Having to participate? Pure hell. But then, maybe he deserved it for messing up their relationship in the first place. Thinking she could hang on with the status quo, he’d waited too long to switch from provider to manager. And he’d lost the only woman he’d ever contemplated a future with. This could be his punishment for making her miserable so many times, even though he’d never wanted to. Or maybe the universe was having a good laugh at his expense.“Fine. A ménage à trois,” Madeline said. “And you do have our deepest apologies for Phil’s behavior.”Susan nodded very regally. “Accepted.”“No.” Adam groped for anything that would make this nightmare go away—something that would change Madeline’s mind. He didn’t come up with anything. “This won’t work. No, I’m sorry.”One of Madeline’s elegant brows lifted. “No?”Even before Madeline had opened Club Ecstasy, she’d run her own lingerie and fragrance companies. She wasn’t used to her employees contradicting her. Adam had never done it before, but then, she’d never asked him to do so damned uncomfortable.  Hell, uncomfortable didn’t even cover it.“I don’t even do the work anymore,” he said.Even through the haze of her intoxication, Susan perked up at that news. “You don’t?”He couldn’t explain that to her now, so he didn’t respond.“You can still perform, I imagine,” Madeline said. “You haven’t lost your touch, have you?”“Of course not.” He shouldn’t have to explain his reluctance. He could do a threesome with any client she wanted him to, but this was Susan. He’d never shared her. He’d managed to keep the thought of her with another man out of his mind, more or less, for six months. He didn’t need to experience the reality up close and personal.“Well, then, do this,” Madeline said.Madeline would never order him to do anything he didn’t want. She didn’t have to. Her tone said everything for her. She wouldn’t fire him if he disobeyed, but he’d lose stature in her eyes, and she meant a lot to both employees and clients here. Including him.Besides, what choice did he have? Madeline had given in. Susan clearly wasn’t going to go home quietly, and neither he nor Madeline could afford her making a scene in front of the other clients. One way or another, Susan was going to get what she wanted from Club Ecstasy. Which meant she’d have her threesome. He for sure wasn’t going to let that happen with two other men. One of her lovers would have to be him.“All right,” he said finally. Let the punishment begin.“Yay!” Susan fairly jumped up and down with excitement.“If you’ll permit me, I’ll select the other man.” Madeline tapped a manicured finger against her lips for a moment. “I’d suggest Jeff.”Oh, great. She’d chosen a guy who was hung like a horse. Not that Adam couldn’t win that competition, but he could take the threesome a whole lot more easily if the other man were less adequate than himself in some way. Still, he’d been developing a new technique and using Jeff to help. This could turn into an opportunity to try it out and make Susan reallyhappy.With his tremendous staying power and fun attitude toward sex, Jeff showed real promise to become a favorite among the clients. He was a good choice for the job.“Now that’s settled,” Madeline said. “I’ll put you in one of our best suites if you promise not to make a scene.”Susan made a zipper movement across her lips. “No one will know I’m here. Except for my guys.”Her guys. Plural. Including him. He deserved as much. He’d have her now, but so would Jeff. Fucking fabulous.{TXB1}Between what she felt were two of the most beautiful men on earth, Susan fairly floated down the hallway. She ought to feel furious with that guy, Phil, for drugging her, and when she came down from her high, maybe she would. For now, she could only enjoy the results of his trickery. In her normal state of mind, she’d never have asked for two lovers at once. Now, she’d not only have Adam, the man who knew a dozen or more ways to make her climax, but she could learn her way around a new stud’s body, find out what drove him to a fever pitch, and then let him use all that sexual energy to give her orgasm after orgasm.For the next several hours, she’d not only enjoy the best sex of her life, but she could make Adam watch. He’d finally pay for all the nights she’d sat at home watching old movies on television while he did his thing with other women here. Professional, he’d called it, not personal, and he’d expected her to shrug it off. Well, this was professional, too. A mindless fuck with a man in the same line of work as his.Except he wasn’t any longer. He’d quit that part of his job. Probably something to contemplate there, but she’d have to figure that out later, because her mind wasn’t working nearly as well as her sex. If you could call a man’s cock his little brain and insist it could make him do things his big brain wouldn’t consider, then her pussy was acting the same way for her. The effects of the drug had made her achy and throbbing, but that fact didn’t make the sensations any less real. Or demanding.She had two men—both tall, both with firm bodies that pressed against hers as they went. Both schooled in how to give her everything she needed, and she needed a lot. As soon as they got her down this endless corridor, they could get to work.They finally arrived at the door to the suite, and Jeff inserted the key card and opened the door for her. What greeted her on the other side took her breath away. A large living room with a flat-screen television and stereo equipment also held modern couches and armchairs with lines that seemed to suggest flight. She kicked off her shoes and allowed her feet to sink into plush carpet as she made her way across the room, letting her fingers skim across the glass top of a dining table as she went.“We hope you like it,” Jeff said.“Like it? It’s amazing,” she replied.Adam remained silent where he stood just inside the room. Madeline couldn’t have chosen two men so perfectly matched to please the female eye. Jeff stood nearly as tall as Adam and had the same perfect body, finely muscled beneath the elegant tailoring of his suit. But where Adam had swarthy skin, dark eyes, and raven black hair, Jeff was blond and had blue eyes and a dimple in his cheek that suggested mischief.Madeline must have guessed from the fact that Susan had already chosen Adam as her lover that her fantasies went toward clean-shaven men in elegant clothes. Men who might have been princes in another era, each with a satin sash across his chest. And she’d get to undress them and check out their equipment underneath.“Take a look at the rest of the suite and see if it’s to your liking,” Jeff said. Ever the pleasant fellow.“I will.” She headed into the bedroom. “Are you coming, Adam?”“I’m here,” his voice came from behind her.The bedroom was as expansive as the living room, if not more. It gleamed with brass and polished wood. An enormous bed with posts that climbed nearly to the high ceiling dominated the space. A glass-topped table and occasional chairs stood off to one side. The same thick carpet she’d noticed in the living room hushed her steps as she explored.So much luxury. She threw her arms out and turned until she was dizzy. When she threatened to topple, Adam caught her as he always had when something had threatened to pull her down, emotionally or physically. His dark gaze met hers.“Are you happy?”“Delirious,” she said. “What about you?”His expression said nothing. “I’d use a somewhat different word.”“And the bathroom, madame.” Jeff stood by an open door and gestured across the threshold.White marble nearly blinded Susan when she stepped inside, and light bounced off brass faucets and fixtures. A glass-enclosed shower occupied the far wall, and a sunken tub took up much of the rest of the room. Plenty of opportunities for fun there.When she returned to the bedroom, she found that Jeff had undone his tie and was removing the jacket of his suit. He draped that over one of the chairs and proceeded to take out his cufflinks. With those set aside, he rolled up his cuffs, revealing strong forearms covered with sun-bleached hairs.Susan started in on the buttons of her blouse, but he moved to stop her hands. “Let me do that.”As Jeff undressed her, Adam took a seat on one of the chairs at the table and watched. Perhaps they’d worked together before, because Jeff seemed to know how to conduct a threesome without being told. Jeff had an expert touch, his big fingers working buttons while the warmth of his body enveloped her. He bent to nibble at the sensitive skin behind her ear, his breath hot, leaving no doubt about what type of encounter would follow.Adam’s face gave nothing away, but he seemed intent on observing every move she and his coworker made. She stood where she was and allowed Jeff to remove her clothing. His fingers gliding over her skin, he rid her of her blouse and reached behind to unfasten her bra. When her breasts fell loose, Adam stared at them as if seeing them for the first time. If she hadn’t been so utterly and completely turned on, she might have covered them out of shyness, but timidity didn’t fit with these men and her plans to have both of them.Once he had her naked from the waist up, Jeff dropped to his knees in front of her. He popped the snap of her jeans and slowly pulled the zipper down. Skimming his hands over her hips, he slid both her pants and panties down her legs in one motion. She stepped out of them with his help. Now totally nude, she stood and allowed both of the men to see her. Jeff smiled, deepening the dimple in his cheek, but Adam might have been a statue, sitting completely still, his hands on his knees.He’d never stared at her that way before, not in the entire time they’d lived together. He’d seen her naked every day, often after having undressed her himself. He’d touched her everywhere, whispering how much he wanted her. Sometimes, he’d simply taken her when neither of them could wait and needed each other immediately. He’d never sat, watching, without reaching for her.Her stomach did a little flip, and her heart raced. His detachment created a thrill not unlike fear and most definitely not unlike sexual need. Then Jeff eased her legs apart, and his intent became clear. Oral sex, when she was already so turned on she could hardly stand. The most intimate act possible with another man watching. How incredibly erotic. When he put his mouth over her pussy, the world retreated, leaving her with nothing but a hunger for the ultimate contact: the feel of his tongue against her throbbing clit.He didn’t make her wait long. In a few seconds, his tongue parted the lips of her sex and landed on the supersensitive organ. She whimpered, and her knees threatened to give out, but he held her upright, his arms around her hips. For a man who’d only met her minutes ago, he learned quickly the exact pressure to use to send her from aroused to ready to burst out of her skin. As she started the climb to orgasm, she gripped his head for balance. No matter what, she must not lose the delicious friction that had her blood whooshing in her ears.Oh, God, so good. So fucking good. Her breathing grew harsh, and the sound of a woman’s voice came to her. Her own, of course, but not as she’d ever heard it. So full of raw need and so unconcerned with anything but her own pleasure. Shameless. Demanding. And he kept giving, his tongue fluttering over the tip of her clit and then pressing harder.She could have this and more. Much, much more, for hours. As long as she could stand it. So, when the orgasm neared, she welcomed it, not fighting its power. It began at the point of contact with his tongue and built, like a huge wave climbing, climbing, and then cresting. As it washed over her, she used the last bit of air in her lungs to shout. The spasms started, deep and strong. On and on as if they’d never stop.Eventually they did end, and she collapsed. Strong arms caught her and raised her against a solid chest. Not Adam. His scent was imprinted on her brain, and this man had his own perfume. Jeff laid her on the comforter on the huge bed and stretched out next to her.He pushed a lock of hair from her forehead. “Good one?”“Fabulous. Thank you.” He hadn’t satisfied her, though. More like taken the edge off. Inside, the fire still burned. It would rage out of control again as soon as one of them touched her in the right way. But they had hours together and plenty of time for lots of touches.“I can make you come like that,” Adam said. He hadn’t moved from the chair, hadn’t even shifted his posture.“I know you can,” she said.Adam fell silent, leaving the obvious question unspoken. Why do you need him, then?“Is Susan one of your clients?” Jeff sat up on the bed. “Because if this is your turf . . .”Adam let out a laugh that had nothing to do with humor. If they’d had more time, he could have explained the situation to Jeff.“Turf? Hardly.”“We were lovers,” she said, “out in the real world.”“Hey, man. No one told me any of that.” Jeff got off the bed. “I don’t want to get between you and your girlfriend.”“Were,” Susan said. “Past tense.”“Still, I don’t know about this,” Jeff said. “I work for you, Adam.”Adam leaned back in his chair and stared right into Jeff’s face. “You work for Madeline, and Madeline has assigned you to take care of Ms. McGraw. I think you’d better do it.”“If you say so.” Jeff blew out a breath. “But how is watching us going to make you feel?”“I’ll tell you.” Adam rose slowly.For a moment, the room went deathly still. Even in her drugged state and with her sex aching to be filled, Susan held her breath and waited.“It’s turning me on,” Adam said finally. “My cock is going to bust my fly in a minute. If the lady wants you to fuck her, I suggest you do what she asks.”“Do you want that?” Jeff asked Susan.He had to ask? Her body was still on fire, nerve endings screaming for more. Even after that fabulous oral sex, she needed a stiff cock moving inside her until she shattered again. She slipped her fingers between her thighs and stroked her damp pussy. “Oh, yes.”“Okay.” Jeff unzipped his pants and quickly undressed.Susan took one look at him, and her mouth went dry. He was as finely sculpted as he appeared from under his clothes. A perfectly hairless chest gave way to flat abs, and then down at the base of his torso, a rigid shaft rose from a thatch of golden hairs. His cock was thick and long, enough to frighten an innocent. Susan was no innocent, and with the drug still roiling in her blood, her body craved every inch of him.“Do it in a position where I can watch,” Adam said.“You got it.” Jeff opened a drawer in the bedside table and found a square packet. Quickly, he tore it open and unfurled the condom over his cock. Then he grabbed her hips and tugged her toward the edge of the bed. As she wrapped her legs around him, he positioned himself with the head between her pussy lips and eased himself inside her.Oh, yes. Yes. This was what she’d craved since she’d sipped the wine and waited for Adam to appear. A man’s stiff penis filling her. She sank into the mattress, melting out of pure pleasure as her inner walls adjusted to his size.From the corner of her eye, she watched Adam as he rounded the bed for a better view. He stood as if transfixed, his gaze on Jeff’s cock disappearing into her sex. His hand went to the front of his pants, and he gripped his own erection through the layers of fabric.“She likes it slow at first,” he told Jeff. “As if you’re in no hurry and could fuck her all day.”True, but she’d never told him that. She’d hardly realized it herself until he mentioned it this very minute. He’d figured out her preference on his own.“Like this?” Jeff asked, as he slowed his pace to a leisurely rhythm.“Exactly,” Adam answered.And oh, he was right. She didn’t have to hurry to orgasm. She could let it come in its own time. For now, she’d indulge herself in memorizing the girth of him, the passage of the thick head, and the feel of each inch as it penetrated.And she could have all this while Adam looked on. He’d see Jeff’s cock sliding in and out of her, moist from her pussy. What a sense of power to take her pleasure with a stranger and make her former lover squirm. Two men doing her bidding.“Pace yourself,” Adam said.“I am,” Jeff said. “But man, she feels good.”“Of course she does,” Adam said.She turned her head and gazed at him out of eyes that didn’t quite focus. The drugs, maybe. Rising arousal, certainly, as another orgasm neared. Already, she was having sex good enough for fantasy, and she hadn’t even had Adam yet. Once Jeff had finished, Adam could take his place. And later, Jeff would have rested. She could go on for hours. She let out a groan.“There,” Adam said. “She’s ready for more now.”“Right.” Jeff moved faster, his thrusts more forceful. Each movement pushed her into the mattress, and she kept her legs fast around him to hold herself in place. She’d become so wet for him. So hot. Her hips rose to meet him, straining for more connection, more friction. Just more.“Go as deep as you can,” Adam said. “Make her want to come. Make her crave it.”Jeff reached behind him, grasped her legs, and guiding her feet upward, placed her ankles on either side of his neck. The position squeezed her sex around his and allowed him maximum penetration. He felt so damned big as he thrust into her. Incredible.“This is too good.” Jeff closed his eyes, and his face contorted with pleasure. “I’m going to lose it.”“Stay with her,” Adam said.“She’s tight,” Jeff grunted. “Aw, shit.”He moved like a wild man now, gripping her hips as he slammed into her. She caught his madness as the pressure built inside her. She was going to climax again, this time with her whole being. She rode the currents upward into arousal that was spiraling out of control. Too much. Too intense. And yet, she needed more.Suddenly, more appeared. Something butted against her clitoris. She opened her eyes long enough to discover a hand there, a finger on just the right spot. Adam’s hand where he’d slipped it between her body and Jeff’s. He knew exactly what she needed, and he was giving it to her.With that knowledge, she closed her eyes and surrendered to his touch. The orgasm swelled inside her, squeezing her heart. All consciousness blinked out except for the one place where Jeff’s cock moved inside her and Adam’s finger kept rubbing.She arched her back as she came, releasing a shout toward the ceiling. This time, her inner muscles gripped a stiff cock rhythmically. Jeff’s answering roar joined her voice, and he plunged into her a few more times before going rigid with his own climax. A perfect coupling with a perfect ending.Adam’s hand withdrew, and Jeff lowered her legs before leaning over her, his weight held up on his elbows. Her pussy still fluttered around him in postorgasm pulses. Proof that he’d satisfied her. For now.{TXB1}Adam managed to drag himself away from the sight of Susan with a sated smile on her face and went to the lanai doors that led to the terrace. Still erect, still aching for her, he could almost blot out the reality that Jeff was lying beside her, looking just as happy as she did. Another man had given her the orgasms that had let her drift off into heaven.No, not right. Yes, Jeff had made her come the first time, and Jeff had been inside her for the second climax, but Adam had directed their coitus. He’d instructed Jeff in the way she liked to have sex. He’d fingered her clitoris at the crucial moment. He was still in charge here. Manager and teacher. Lover. Jeff wouldn’t . . . couldn’t . . . take his place in her heart, if indeed Adam had any right to make that claim now given their six months of separation.Damn, this was hard. Just seeing her again after missing her so much. All the days and nights as he lay in bed alone, blaming himself for hurting her. Searching his brain for something he should have done differently. He shouldn’t have become involved with her to begin with because a job like his didn’t mix with a traditional relationship. He should have done more to make her feel special so she wouldn’t feel threatened by his clients. He should have listened to her complaints and dealt with them rationally instead of yelling back and escalating the arguments.On the other hand, maybe he couldn’t have done anything. Maybe their problems just sucked and nothing could have made them better. And maybe allowing himself to hope for a better ending would only hurt him more in the end. Still, he’d be a fool not to take this chance. If, indeed, it was a chance and not just an illusion created out of blind hope.He stared outside, hardly noticing the hot tub and the city beyond. Late afternoon. The sun would be going down soon, and the city would switch over to night shift. How many nights had he stood in exactly this place, with another woman in the bed resting after sex with him and anticipating more? And how many of those times had Susan been in bed at their apartment, waiting for him to come home?He’d make it up to her tonight. He could accomplish that, at least. He could give her his best work, better than anything he’d done for even his best clients. To do that, he’d have to share her with Jeff. She’d asked for two men, and he’d make sure she had every sexual experience she could dream up. There was no room for jealousy in this exercise. He needed to treat it as professionally as he had all his other encounters at the club. Complete detachment when she wanted Jeff and complete devotion when she wanted him.He’d do everything in his power to make the joining so perfect she’d never get it out of her memory. In fact, he had a plan on how to accomplish that exact goal. Something he’d worked on for the last several weeks with Jeff’s help. This suite was outfitted with all the sound equipment he’d need. He had a few extra things to order, but the kitchen and the spa could provide those within a few minutes.He hadn’t planned on using the technique himself but to teach it to the other men. Still, he and Jeff might as well try it out now, with Susan as the recipient. He could make her happy, no doubt about that. And he could bask in her smiles and share her orgasms, and that would make him pretty damned happy, too.After that, who knew what would happen? He ran his fingers through his hair and blew out a frustrated breath. How would she feel when she came down from the drug? She might be embarrassed. She might regret coming here. Dear God, not that. The mere idea that she could wish she hadn’t given herself to him tore at his gut. He’d have to make this the best experience for her. And he’d have to do it soon because the postorgasm glow would wear off in another minute or two, and then the real work would begin.

Blog Tour: Midnight Dynasty by Sarah M Cradit. A Paranormal Southern Gothic Book. You could win your very own copy of Book 1 in this Series.

BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE – Midnight Dynasty SERIES – The House of Crimson & Clover AUTHOR – Sarah M. Cradit GENRE – Paranormal Southern Gothic PUBLICATION DATE – August 26th, 2014 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 482 pages PUBLISHER – Sarah M. Cradit COVER ARTIST – Sarah M. Cradit
  BOOK SYNOPSISThe Deschanel Curse, dormant for a decade, has returned with a vengeance.Seers across the family are coming together, hopeful the Deschanel Magi Collective can solve this malediction that has plagued the family for nearly two centuries.But how do you combat the blood oath of a grieving mother?As the body count rises, it becomes apparent that strength, love, and ancient power provide no protection from destiny's cruel hand.
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Colleen observed her younger sister’s ranting with an overwhelming urge to let out a long sigh. Histrionics had always been Elizabeth’s specialty, and she was in top form today. “Liz, it has been nearly a decade,” Colleen attempted reasonably, knowing it would do little to quell her sister’s tirade. And truthfully, Colleen was wary herself. In spite of her dramatics, Elizabeth’s visions were often accurate, especially when they came to her in the form of a dream. But it would do no good to indulge her, or Elizabeth would quickly slip into one of her episodes, and she would be lost for days, if not weeks. “That doesn’t concern you?” Elizabeth cried, pacing before Colleen’s marble mantle at The Gardens. “The Curse hasn’t had its fill in almost ten years! It’s hungry!” “Psh,” Colleen replied, but looked away. Ten years. Ten years since their brother, Charles, and most of his family, perished in a bayou car accident. Ten years since Elizabeth’s daughter, Danielle, was struck by a car in front of their home. Ten years since Colleen’s son, Ben, and his young family, died in that horrible house fire. Had Colleen worried the Deschanel Curse would strike again? Of course. That fear floated in the back of all her thoughts. But she also knew dwelling on something you could not change benefitted no one. Secretly, and with some hope, she also wondered if the Curse was beginning to slow, or dilute itself. The potency had dulled over the last hundred and fifty years. Previously, generations were wiped out; the family lived in fear of the entire line dying off. But August Deschanel’s brood had thrived. Seven children, with children and grandchildren of their own. And aside from the horrible cluster of events a decade prior, there’d been no other tragedies to speak of. And now… well, now they had bigger things to worry about. Revelations the Deschanel abilities were not merely coincidence, but instead a product of mingling with another race of beings. Empyreans. She thought daily of her niece, Anasofiya, who was somewhere in Wales, with her Empyrean mate and human husband. Their child would be born any day, the new Deschanel heir. Setting aside her own worries, she knew she must deal with her sister’s current concerns, which would not go away by ignoring them. “Colleen, we are fighting a power we have no weapons against,” Elizabeth pressed, lowering her voice as she stood before her older sister. “There’s not a single ability any of us have that can stop this horror. How are we supposed to live with that?” “We just do,” Colleen said wisely, leaning against the marble hearth. Elizabeth’s outbursts were physically exhausting, as well as emotionally. “As we’ve discussed in the Council, we’ve already taken cautionary steps. We’ve gently encouraged our children to reconsider starting families of their own.” Elizabeth snorted. “Yes, a lot of good that did! Your son Ashley has three kids! Maureen’s offspring are starting on grandbabies now, and Adrienne has two. And now, Anasofiya! We are flaunting our children before Brigitte, begging her to take them from us!” Colleen eyed her levelly. “Some of the children have listened. My Amelia. Your Tristan. Nicolas. Alain. Evangeline’s kids…” “Yes,” Elizabeth agreed, thoughtfully. “Thank God for that. And now, we are flirting with danger, with all this business about Aidrik, and these Empyreans. I still can’t believe you sent my son to consort with one, though I suppose he did come back safely from Wales… but that’s beside the point! We already had enough to contend with, we didn’t need one more thing!” “It wasn’t as though we had much choice. Whether we ignore or address our Empyrean ancestry, it remains a fact. Aidrik’s protection will keep us safe, for now,” Colleen soothed. “As for your visions…” Elizabeth shook her head, staring off vacantly. “Colleen, soon there will be more pain for us. I am going to be ill.” “I wish you would tell me who you saw in your vision. It’s really counterintuitive to barge in here and tell me of a problem, but refuse to give me any details,” Colleen accused. “What would telling you the names do? You can’t save them!” “What is telling me this doing, Liz! Now I know we have more tragedy ahead, and for all I know, it involves one of my own babies.” Elizabeth dropped her head at this, and Colleen’s heart sank. It did. It involved one of her brood. “Tell me, Elizabeth,” she ordered in a low, stern voice. “Tell me now.” But Elizabeth was already lost to herself, crying and gazing off into the corner again. Once she slipped into her episodes, there were no words strong enough to pull her out. Colleen wished she could disregard her sister’s warning as dramatics, but she couldn’t. The visions were the one thing you could not wade through for the truth; they were truth. More Deschanels were going to die to the Curse. At least one of the victims would strike close to Colleen. And there was nothing anyone could do.

AUTHOR PLAYLISTI keep playlist for each one of my series novels. Here's the playlist Midnight DynastyBad Blood- Bastille Virgin- Manchester Orchestra Pet- A Perfect Circle Severus and Stone- Radical Face Everlong- Foo Fighters Tiger Mountain Peasant Song- Fleet Foxes St. Augustine- Band of Horses The Chauffeur- Deftones The Funeral- Band of Horses Love Love Love- Of Monsters and Men Born to Die- Lana Del Ray The Devil's Tears- Angus & Julia Stone Is There a Ghost- Band of Horses White Blank Page- Mumford & Sons A Praise Chorus- Jimmy Eat WorldAll of my series playlists are on Spotify, and can be found by following me here
      AUTHOR BIOSarah is the author of the Paranormal Southern Gothic series, The House of Crimson & Clover, born of her combined passion for New Orleans, and the mysterious complexity of human nature. Her work has been described as rich, emotive, and highly dimensional.An unabashed geek, Sarah enjoys studying obscure subjects like the Plantagenet and Ptolemaic dynasties, and settling debates on provocative Tolkien topics such as why the Great Eagles are not Gandalf's personal taxi service. Passionate about travel, Sarah has visited over twenty countries collecting sparks of inspiration (though New Orleans is where her heart rests). She's a self-professed expert at crafting original songs to sing to her very patient pets, and a seasoned professional at finding ways to humiliate herself (bonus points if it happens in public). When at home in Oregon, her husband and best friend, James, is very kind about indulging her love of fast German cars and expensive lattes.AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKSAMAZON AUTHOR PAGE – WEBSITE – FACEBOOK – TWITTER GOOGLE+ - PINTEREST – GOODREADS – BLOG  
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Cover Reveal: The Forever Love Series by Chelsea Landon and Megan Smith. Sometimes the only way to heal is to face the fear of forever.

Title: The Forever Love seriesIncluding: Forever Light by Megan Smith and Forever Dark by Chelsea LandonRelease Date: October 16, 2014Hosted by: Southern Belle Promotions & Book Plug Promotions

Series synopsis:
From the lights of the field, to the curve in the road, one shattered breath leaves friendships forever altered.
The Forever Love Series will submerge you into two novels intertwined together where love and loss can break you down, tear you apart, and even last forever, if you’re willing to let it.After a celebratory night for six friends on the cusp of adulthood ends tragically, they’re left learning how to carry on. Years later, through their own struggles and accomplishments, each is left suspended by fears that encase them with such an intense blinding light, and a horrific soul-stealing darkness. Can they find their way out of the intricate web of guilt and deceit? Can they grasp the light amongst the shadows of what they used to be... and manage to be who they should become?

Sometimes the only way to heal is to face the fear of forever.



Forever Dark:

In Forever Dark, a novel by Chelsea Landon, you’ll spiral through life’s twists and turns of Cash Bryant, humbled quarterback, living his dream on the brink of fame, and Madison Thomas, a girl who shares the burden of the accident and destined for failure. Two people torn apart by tragedy; fearing that letting go will sever their remaining connection.







Forever Light:

In Forever Light, a new novel by USA Today Bestselling Author Megan Smith, you’ll meet Landon Hayes, an all-star wide receiver who is spiraling out of control after that one fateful night, and Macy Thomas, a college sweetheart who is shy and afraid to come out of her shell since the accident. When the heart-breaking reality sets in, can they find their light or is the past too dark to find their way?






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Chelsea Landon –

A stay-at-home mom, Chelsea spends her days drinking entirely too much caffeine, baking sugar-sweet treats she never eats, playing on Pinterest, and jotting down notes for her novels. A dreamer at heart, she’s been creating happily-ever-afters. She’s a lover, a writer, a dreamer, would rather type than speak, wants to remember everything, loves lots of ice in her drinks, and is slightly introverted.
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USA TODAY bestselling author Megan Smith is a New Jersey native managing purchasing for an award-winning business IT and software development firm - and by night creating the memorable characters her fans have grown to adore. Smith's The Love Series introduces readers to MacKenzie Cahill - a hopeful young woman who experiences adversity, challenges and the bittersweet triumph of true, authentic love.

Smith is a wife and mother, who makes time for her family, professional life and the creation of the Cahill's world. Fans of The Love Series - Trying Not To Love You, Easy To Love You, Hard To Love You - are captivated by relationships, special bonds and family ties pervasive in Smith's emotional, energized and engaging work. Smith is also the author of the 2014 releases, Let Me Love You - continuations of The Love Series, Finding Us (Finding Series) and a few top secret projects.

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Blog Tour: Awakening by Olivia Hayes. Giveaway is available.

SYNOPSIS:
After suffering a terrible loss Caroline closed herself off to any more heartache. Haunted by the memory of love lost, she wonders if her heart can ever heal or if she will be alone forever. When her grandmother passes away Caroline reluctantly travels to a nearby town to help her family settle the estate and encounters a charming and irresistibly sexy man from her past.
Following his brother's untimely death Luke has made it a point to live in the here and now. But he's never been able to forget the beautiful blonde he met years ago. When she reappears unexpectedly he makes it his mission to win her over. Convincing her she belongs with him won't be an easy task, especially when she tries to deny their connection.

When their lives intersect in a wave of attraction, denial, and desperation, will the desire for love be enough to awaken their broken hearts, or will the guilt and grief of the past stand in the way of their budding future together? 




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EXCERPT:
"That's my driveway you're standing in," said a deep southern drawl. I stepped back to see a man in a big black four door truck.
"Oh, gosh, I'm sorry," I said, taking a more few steps back so he could turn in.
I was waiting for him to head further down the road when he stopped the truck in my path and got out. He was tall, well over six feet. His eyes were hidden by a pair of sun glasses, but I recognized him instantly. 
"I'm just going to check the mail," he said. "What're you doing out here anyway?" As he opened the mailbox and reached in to retrieve his mail, I noticed the way the muscles in his arms flexed.
"I was just out for a run," I said waiting for him to recognize me.
He looked over at me and stopped abruptly, as if seeing me for the first time. He lifted the sunglasses off his face and stared at me wordlessly. His dark green eyes held me motionless. He walked a couple of steps towards me raising his hand to touch my cheek. 
Sparks flew, and I inhaled sharply.
"Caroline," he said hesitantly, and then dropped his hand, searching my eyes.
My skin was burning where he touched it, but I managed to nod slowly. "Hi Luke."
He didn't say anything for a moment, almost as if he wasn't sure what to do next.
"I heard about your grandmother. My condolences for your loss."
"Thank you," I said, looking down.
I felt a bead of sweat run between my breasts and suddenly realized how I must look.
"You are so damn beautiful." He smiled brilliantly, and my God his lips looked kissable. I tried not to think about how they would feel on me, and realized I was staring at them. God, my hormones were raging! I quickly cleared my throat, and tried to steer the conversation in another direction.
"Since when do you have anything nice to say to me?"
"Caroline, come on. We were such good friends once. I know I didn't treat you well for a long time, but I never stopped caring about you."
"I don't want to rehash the past Luke."
"Caroline, I lost you and Mark in the same day, and it broke my heart. I wondered how you were, how you were coping. I thought about calling you a million times, but I never knew what to say. Since then, I've been trying to get my life back on track, live in the moment and not dwell on the things I can't change, but you being here...... it's like a second chance."
I shook my head at him.
"I haven't moved on Luke. I still miss Mark every day, and I haven't forgotten how you treated me all those years."
He looked at me sympathetically. "I apologized for all that already. And I miss him too, you know."
"You used to stare at me like you couldn't stop looking, and then you would barely speak more than a word to me when I tried to talk to you. You accosted me in hallways, kissed me, screamed at me, disappeared. That's not something I can just forget, apology or not."
His green eyes simmered as his eyes narrowed.
"How was I supposed to act when the one thing I wanted most wasn't mine to have?"




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Author Highlight: Lizzy Ford. “Buffy” meets “50 Shades” He only needs three nights to make her his …Zoey Rogue.

BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE – “Zoey Rogue” SERIES – The Incubatti Series AUTHOR – Lizzy Ford GENRE – new adult PUBLICATION DATE – already published LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 178 PUBLISHER – Evatopia Press COVER ARTIST – Eden CraneBOOK SYNOPSIS“Buffy” meets “50 Shades”He only needs three nights to make her his …With more heart than sense, fearless, beautiful Zoey has saved countless college-aged women from horrifying deaths at the hands of supernatural sadists. She may be a mere half-succubus in a society that views half-breeds with derision, but she still retains the highest rescue rate of any Hunter in the Sucubatti society.As the calm, disciplined leader of the Incubatti Enforcers, Declan is the polar opposite of Zoey – and the sworn enemy of her society. Forced to rescue her one night, Declan realizes two things: he doesn’t need someone as wild and independent as Zoey in his life – and he can’t live without her.In this world, there’s only one incubus for every sucubatti and Zoey and Declan are stuck with each other. They’re just as likely to kill each other as they are to yield to each other’s sex magic.She has authority issues and drinks too much. He is the irresistibly sexy incubus pre-ordained to tame her. Neither can fight their intense attraction, and yet trusting each other is out of the question.What happens when their worlds crash down around them?Strike three. You’re mine.BUY & TBR LINKSAMAZON KINDLE US – AMAZON KINDLE CA – AMAZON KINDLE UK AMAZON PAPERBACK – BARNES & NOBLES NOOK – SMASHWORDS ITUNES – GOODREADS 
AUTHOR BIOLizzy Ford is the author of over seventeen novels written for young adult and adult paranormal romance readers, to include the internationally bestselling Rhyn Trilogy, Witchling Trilogy and the War of Gods series. Considered a freak of nature by her peers for the ability to write and release a commercial quality novel in under a month, Lizzy has focused on keeping her readers happy by producing brilliant, gritty romances that remind people why true love is a trial worth enduring.Lizzy’s books can be found on every major ereader library, to include: Amazon, Barnes and Noble, iBooks, Kobo, Sony and Smashwords. She lives in southern Arizona with her husband, three dogs and a cat.AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKSAMAZON AUTHOR PAGE – WEBSITE / BLOG – FACEBOOK TWITTER – GOOGLE+ - PINTEREST – GOODREADS
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On Tour with Samantha Holt: Too much to lose - Dirty little secrets. Wonderful prices are available, so don't wait, enter.

BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE – Too Much to Lose SERIES – Dirty Little Secrets AUTHOR – Samantha Holt GENRE – Contemporary Romance PUBLICATION DATE – 5th September LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 75000
BOOK BLURB / SYNOPSISHave you ever been so desperate you made a decision that would haunt you forever? Jess has. She became a porn star. Jess is on the run from her past. She has no friends, no life. She tries to forget everything that happened to her all those years ago. After changing her image, leaving her home and getting a new job, she’s determined it won’t happen again. If that means never being close to anyone ever again, then so be it. If only Hunter O’Reilly didn’t make her wish things could be different. Hunter needs this job. After being screwed over by his partner—make that ex-partner—his investigation business is on the line. Already in debt, he eagerly takes on the job of finding some stolen money at triple his going rate and all leads point in Jess’s direction. He expects problems at that price. But he doesn’t expect to fall for her. However, no job is ever that simple. When he’s forced to spend more time with her, the lines between business and pleasure are blurred. And once Jess’s life comes under threat, they have to make a decision, can they both overcome Jess’s past?
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EXCERPTExcerpt 1 PG

“If you’re in trouble, I know some people who can help.” “I’m not in trouble. Really, I’m not. I mean who would want to kill me? I know bankers aren’t exactly popular—” she lets loose a shaky laugh “—but I’m harmless.” Harmless? Not sure about that. Jess sends my heart racing, makes my skin clammy. She’s driving me insane. Harmless? No way. “What do you want me to do?” I ask. “Do?” “Shall I stick around?” “Oh. No, you don’t need to do that.” “I don’t mind.” “I’m fine. Seriously. Thank you for today. You must be tired and I bet your side hurts.” It does, but I’m not going to admit to that. “It’s fine.” “Look about that kiss….” “That was my fault.” “I kissed you.” “You did.” I can’t resist letting my mouth curve upwards. She kissed me, but I don’t know if that’s a bad or a good thing. While my pride basks in it, the voice inside that keeps pulling at my gut wants to scream at her to run while she still can. I’m no good for her. “But I kissed you back,” I point out. “And I should not have been… er… touching you out there.” She draws her bottom lip between her teeth. “It’s okay.” Hell, how do those two tiny words send an arrow of need straight to my cock? It’s okay that I was kissing her? Or touching her up? It’s okay that I want her so badly I nearly bent her over my bike to fuck her? Before I can dwell on it anymore and make an even bigger fool of myself, I get to my feet. “Will you let me stay?” “I don’t think so. It’s too risky.” A hard knot forms in my throat. I’m more dangerous to her than a crazed gunman it seems. She might be right. If—when—I find that money, her whole life is going to come crashing down. “Don’t answer the door to anyone. Be careful. Call me if you need me. In fact, call me tomorrow.” She follows me to the door. “Please?” I add as uncertainty dashes across her face. Jess opens the door and I step out. “I’ll call you,” she says when I turn to face her. “Promise?” She rolls her eyes and her mouth curves. “I promise.” Those lush lips snare my attention and my own smile drops. My skin feels hot and itchy, my pulse urgent. This is insane. I rest an arm against the door frame, my feet still firmly planted on the other side of the threshold and bring my mouth slowly down on hers. She softens but doesn’t touch me. We’re divided by the invisible line between the corridor and her room. I can’t help thinking of it as symbolic. We’re divided by secrets and lies. Not that any of that matters once our lips connect. I swear I’ve never wanted to kiss a woman so much. Kisses are about the end game. But not with Jess. I want to drown in her kisses, to kiss her all day and see if I ever tire of them. I suspect it’s unlikely.

AUTHOR BIOSamantha lives in a small village in England with her gorgeous twin girls and husband who is a trained bodyguard and ex-soldier. She traditionally writes historical romances involving chivalrous knights and hot highlanders, but occasionally dabbles in contemporary romance.
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Today's Book Blitz is dedicated to The Rhythm of my Heart by Velvet Reed. Now on sale.

SYNOPSIS:
Grace Rivers is your everyday twenty-five year old. She could have the world at her feet, but instead chooses to help run the family business. After experiencing great loss early in her life, Grace values what's most important: her family and friends. But she aches to find that certain someone—that one great, passionate love who values family as much as she does.

Cole Tierney loves his life. He has a wonderful family, a loyal best friend and a successful career as an ER doctor. The only downside is he wants someone to share it with. After being used and left heartbroken, he wants to find someone who will love him for him and not his or his family's status.

"Every beat my heart makes is for you. Every time it beats faster it's because of you—because you're near me, because of your smile—because you take my breath away."

Their two hearts collide by chance and an undeniable connection is quickly made.

But when others are plotting against their happiness, will their love flatline, or will the rhythm of their hearts continue to beat as one?
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I cut off her rambling by quickly spinning her around and crushing my mouth to hers. The kiss is so hard and fierce that she lets out a high-pitched moan of surprise. I move my hands to cup her face and continue controlling the kiss, plunging my tongue into the depths of her mouth, until she finally relents and surrenders herself to the moment. Wrapping her wet hands from the salad washing around my neck, she hikes up her right leg and curls it around my body pulling me closer until our hips fit perfectly together. “Oh Jesus, Gracie.” I pant as we both gasp for breath, and then devour one another’s mouths again.
We’re so lost in our passionate embrace that we jump apart when we hear, “Oh, for the love of God, Cole! A mother really shouldn’t have to witness her children fornicating on the kitchen counter. Plus, I’ve always told you… No snacks before dinner.” My mom chuckles with a smile on her face.
“Really, Mom?” April shakes her head as she walks in the open French doors leading off the back deck, her arms filled with covered platters.
“What?” Mom asks innocently, as she moves to the fridge and starts putting things in. “He looked like he was about to devour poor Grace; I’m surprised she’s still breathing.”
By this time, Gracie has untangled her body from mine; and when I look at her face, she is bright red, clearly mortified at being caught by my parents and sister.
“Oh, now, don’t be embarrassed, Grace. Even after all these years, John still can’t keep his hands to himself. And oh my, what those hands can do…”
“MOM!” April and I screech at the same time, horrified by the images that have just inserted themselves into our brains. Gracie’s loud, vivacious laughter fills the room, all traces of her embarrassment erased.
AUTHOR BIO:
Velvet Reed is the pen name of an avid book lover, reviewer and blogger who has turned writer.

Born and raised in Sydney, Australia; she is a city girl at heart but loves the laid back lifestyle of living in country New South Wales. Married to her first and only love, she is a devoted mother of three who juggles her very active children and their many extracurricular activities, working in the middle of the night, running a blog, and writing.

Velvet's love of reading was realized only 3 short years ago after the death of her amazing father. She used the escape into the fictional world to help her through her grief and post natal depression, not releasing the great impact so many talented authors would have on her life.
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