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December 14, 2015
Blind Vows, Volumes 1 & 2 by JM Witt

The Blind Vows Series - An experiment of marital proportions!
By: J.M. Witt

Trust Honor Love (Blind Vows: Volume 1)

Lucy Roberts is sick of the dating scene and especially of what she can never have;
The Kerrigan brothers, specifically twins Will and Heath.A bad run-in with Heath proves everything she already knew about him; he’s not Will.
Agreeing to a new experiment; she lets a panel of experts pick out her future husband.Heathcliff Kerrigan is convinced Lucy is made to be his and not Will’s.
Their family ties go back decades, just like his love for her.After his attempts to claim her go wrong, he lets her go. Or does he?
Making a drastic change, he decides to partake in the same marriage experiment.Find out if their destinies are truly tied to one another or not.Trust has them risking everything.
Honor gets them down the aisle.
Love will be the biggest test of all.
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Body Heart Soul (Blind Vows: Volume 2)

As her heart yearns for O, Des knows she’s risking his safety and worries that her secrets should remain hidden. After all, those secrets could get them both killed.
Odysseus Kerrigan is an injured vet, younger than Des, with his sights set on her. Falling for Des may be the most dangerous mission he’s ever undertaken, but it’s also the most fulfilling.
After a whirlwind romance, Des and O get married, but that’s just the beginning. O and the Kerrigans are used to taking care of those they love; Des being no exception.
Find out if a love so sudden and so strong can survive when one bomb after another is dropped on it.
Body is everything he’ll sacrifice for her.
Heart is everything she wants to give.
Soul is everything they never expected.
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Coming SoonStrength Weakness Bond (Blind Vows: Volume 3)


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Published on December 14, 2015 16:54
December 7, 2015
The Bonus - A Christmas Special

When you pick up an AJ Adams, you get romance, violence, murder, and mayhem, all twisted together in off-beat, action packed stories. Complete and self-standing novels; no annoying cliffhangers.

By AJ Adams
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Chloe is a seasoned drug courier who finds herself in the wrong place at the wrong time. Facing a lingering and painful death at the hands of the Zetas, Mexico’s most brutal cartel, she persuades their enforcer to claim her. Has Chloe made a huge mistake, or will her choice prove her salvation - and his?
Warning: This book contains explicit scenes of dubious consent, graphic violence and sex.
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"In no way a typical love story..."
From the opening page I was hooked, this is in no way a typical love story it was dark and dangerous and held me completely captivated! Read Tracey's review of The Bonus here
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Published on December 07, 2015 00:36
December 4, 2015
Cassandra, White Wolf Matriarch's Series, Book 2 by Crystal Dawn

A standalone story in the White Wolf Matriarchs series.
A wounded warrior, a devastated widow, would they help each other heal or tear each other apart?
After the death of her husband, Cassie struggles to find meaning in her life. She is accepted to administrate a new program that helps wounded warriors get back to their lives. Helping others will help her move on.
He's no longer a soldier, it's the only thing he has ever been as an adult. The war will go on without him, but he's left a part of himself behind on the battlefield. How will he ever go on without it?
Two people looking for a reason to go on. Can they find it in each other's arms?

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Imogene (White Wolf Matriarch #1)


When she's not out hunting rogue vampires and werewolves, you can find Crystal Dawn out exploring the galaxy. She can do it all without ever leaving her computer. She kicks ass, takes names, and puts it all down for the enjoyment of her readers. At least that's what I think she told me. Writing came as a natural outlet for her overly creative mind. The start of her stories is the easy part. Finishing them is a little harder when all the stories are in there trying to get out. She loves reading, chocolate, fine sweet wine, and traveling among a large list of pursuits. Her favorite people, after her family and close friends, are her readers who she says are some of the most wonderful people in this galaxy and the next.
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Published on December 04, 2015 16:45
December 2, 2015
Caerwin and the Roman Dog
Caerwin and the Roman DogAn Erotic Historical Romance Set in 47 AD BritanniaBy Lizzie Ashworth
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Caerwin, a young Cornovii princess, watches from the rocky battlements of her tribe’s hillfort as Rome’s legions approach. Surely the valiant warriors of her tribe will fend off this swarm of foreign invaders. Disbelief slowly changes to horror as Romans overrun her home.Captured and held in Roman camp, Caerwin faces Legate Marcellus Antistius who makes it clear she will submit to his demands. In spite of her resistance, he forces her pleasure. She begs to die.Caught between his increasing infatuation with this Briton princess and the demands of his military command, Marcellus must come to terms with his past.A fiery novel of domination and submission, this historical romance follows Caerwin as she refuses to accept her new reality. Life as she knew it is over. Forever. In its place stands a man she can never love.Set in the year 47 AD as four legions of the Roman army invade Britannia and blaze a path of death and destruction, this novel portrays the plight of native Celts who must yield their lands and possessions to become vassals of Rome—or fight to the death.
The man she had seen on the white horse paused in the opening. His stare fastened on her and sent chills down her spine. He stood taller than the other men, his body of a stature more like her own people than these rat men of Rome. His layered metal vest had been removed as had his helmet and other outer garments, so that he wore only loose breeches that ended at his knees. She swallowed, casting her eyes away after her first long frozen moment.“Do you like what you see?” he asked quietly.The words shocked her, spoken fluently her familiar language. She turned to face him. Words rose to her lips but remained unspoken. He examined her, openly casting his gaze up and down her body as if he owned her. The terrible realization struck her—he did own her. She had been caught up at his command and now stood captive to his whim.She spat in his direction and turned her face away. Tugging against the tight leather bonds, she succeeded only in chafing her wrists. Her nerves heightened to brittle pitch as she sensed him approaching. She knew what he would do, what such men did to captured women.He placed himself in front of her, so close she could not look away without seeing his chest. His scent stung her nose, sharp and edged with the copper hint of blood. Stains marked his arms and face, sweat-encrusted dirt and smears of blood. His voice startled her, so close and so quiet.“What is this trinket?” he asked, fingering the torque.She glared at him. “Shall you steal it from me like you have stolen our lives and our land?”“I wish only to converse with you, to ease this friendship we’ve started.”She snorted and strained at the bonds holding her. “I wish only to kill you. I would leave your body for the crows.”He grabbed her face and held her still while his mouth tasted her. His lips moved against her lips. His tongue sought the seam and when she refused to spread her jaw, he bit her lower lip. Her shocked cry gave him entry, and his tongue invaded her mouth, probing and pushing.Hate rose in her chest, blinding her. She clamped her teeth down on his tongue, savoring a brief taste of blood as he jerked back.“Vipera!” He wiped his hand over his mouth. “You won’t win this battle, but if you wish a contest…” His big hand closed over the neck of her garment and ripped it down the front of her body. The beautiful woolen dress she had so carefully woven hung off her shoulders.“I will have you,” he said in a hoarse voice. “Whether you wish it or not. Let the others portion out the gold and silver, whatever meager wealth your tribe held. I have wealth enough in coin. You with your hair like copper,” he added, fingering her long braid, “your eyes blue as sky—you are my pillage for this day.”
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Lizzie Ashworth has been through career, marriage, kids, and even ran her own cafe, but writing has always been her secret love. Hidden away on a remote woodland hilltop in the Arkansas Ozarks, she accepts advice from her hound dog Weezie and her black cat Esmeralda. She has authored seven novels and several short stories which explore the intimate nuances of human relationships.
Liz writes erotic romance because her mind just naturally runs to the gutter. Also, it’s way past time to celebrate women’s sexual freedom and the evolution of our culture to finally bring sex out of the closet. What she find most exciting about this minute in the history of literature is that through indie publishing, the author can directly connect with her readers. She enjoys cooking, gardening, and vacations at the Pacific coast. Sunrise and sunset provide her favorite moments, the magical twilight between two worlds when anything seems possible. Most of all, she loves snuggling up with a good book.
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Caerwin, a young Cornovii princess, watches from the rocky battlements of her tribe’s hillfort as Rome’s legions approach. Surely the valiant warriors of her tribe will fend off this swarm of foreign invaders. Disbelief slowly changes to horror as Romans overrun her home.Captured and held in Roman camp, Caerwin faces Legate Marcellus Antistius who makes it clear she will submit to his demands. In spite of her resistance, he forces her pleasure. She begs to die.Caught between his increasing infatuation with this Briton princess and the demands of his military command, Marcellus must come to terms with his past.A fiery novel of domination and submission, this historical romance follows Caerwin as she refuses to accept her new reality. Life as she knew it is over. Forever. In its place stands a man she can never love.Set in the year 47 AD as four legions of the Roman army invade Britannia and blaze a path of death and destruction, this novel portrays the plight of native Celts who must yield their lands and possessions to become vassals of Rome—or fight to the death.






The man she had seen on the white horse paused in the opening. His stare fastened on her and sent chills down her spine. He stood taller than the other men, his body of a stature more like her own people than these rat men of Rome. His layered metal vest had been removed as had his helmet and other outer garments, so that he wore only loose breeches that ended at his knees. She swallowed, casting her eyes away after her first long frozen moment.“Do you like what you see?” he asked quietly.The words shocked her, spoken fluently her familiar language. She turned to face him. Words rose to her lips but remained unspoken. He examined her, openly casting his gaze up and down her body as if he owned her. The terrible realization struck her—he did own her. She had been caught up at his command and now stood captive to his whim.She spat in his direction and turned her face away. Tugging against the tight leather bonds, she succeeded only in chafing her wrists. Her nerves heightened to brittle pitch as she sensed him approaching. She knew what he would do, what such men did to captured women.He placed himself in front of her, so close she could not look away without seeing his chest. His scent stung her nose, sharp and edged with the copper hint of blood. Stains marked his arms and face, sweat-encrusted dirt and smears of blood. His voice startled her, so close and so quiet.“What is this trinket?” he asked, fingering the torque.She glared at him. “Shall you steal it from me like you have stolen our lives and our land?”“I wish only to converse with you, to ease this friendship we’ve started.”She snorted and strained at the bonds holding her. “I wish only to kill you. I would leave your body for the crows.”He grabbed her face and held her still while his mouth tasted her. His lips moved against her lips. His tongue sought the seam and when she refused to spread her jaw, he bit her lower lip. Her shocked cry gave him entry, and his tongue invaded her mouth, probing and pushing.Hate rose in her chest, blinding her. She clamped her teeth down on his tongue, savoring a brief taste of blood as he jerked back.“Vipera!” He wiped his hand over his mouth. “You won’t win this battle, but if you wish a contest…” His big hand closed over the neck of her garment and ripped it down the front of her body. The beautiful woolen dress she had so carefully woven hung off her shoulders.“I will have you,” he said in a hoarse voice. “Whether you wish it or not. Let the others portion out the gold and silver, whatever meager wealth your tribe held. I have wealth enough in coin. You with your hair like copper,” he added, fingering her long braid, “your eyes blue as sky—you are my pillage for this day.”

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Liz writes erotic romance because her mind just naturally runs to the gutter. Also, it’s way past time to celebrate women’s sexual freedom and the evolution of our culture to finally bring sex out of the closet. What she find most exciting about this minute in the history of literature is that through indie publishing, the author can directly connect with her readers. She enjoys cooking, gardening, and vacations at the Pacific coast. Sunrise and sunset provide her favorite moments, the magical twilight between two worlds when anything seems possible. Most of all, she loves snuggling up with a good book.
Website and blog: http://lizzieashworth.com/Facebook author page: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorLizzieAshworth?ref=hlPinterest page (includes boards for all her books) Check out my “Romans” board for more on Caerwin and the Roman Dog. https://www.pinterest.com/ashworthlizzie/romans/Goodreads Page: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/27235437-caerwin-and-the-roman-dog

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Published on December 02, 2015 16:43
November 30, 2015
Voices by Clarissa Johal
"Sometimes the ghosts from your past…are real."
Title: Voices Author: Clarissa Johal Genre: Paranormal Psychological Suspense Release Date: May 19, 2015 Tour Host: DRC Promotions
Synopsis:Sometimes the ghosts from your past…are real. Moira Flynn is arrested for attacking a door-to-door solicitor with a knife. She claims a voice told her the man was intent on assaulting her. The trouble is, she was the only one that heard that voice. Moira strikes a plea bargain and is sent to a psychiatric hospital for voluntary treatment. Dr. Richard Cassano is hesitant to treat her as schizophrenic, as she does not show the standard symptoms. As their sessions progress, Moira confesses there are two voices—and they aren’t voices in her head, but the voices of ghosts. Are they imaginary? Or are they actual spirits, attached to her for reasons of their own? As Moira’s doctor uncovers more of her past, he begins to realize that her ghosts are real. And one of them is determined to drag Moira into the afterlife with him.
Buy Voices:Amazon - BN - Kobo - Smashwords - iBooksExcerpt:They got their food and sat at one of the dining room tables in the corner. Moira pretended not to notice a couple of raised eyebrows from the other patients. “How long have you been able to see them?” “Who?” “Your ghosts.” “For a while,” Moira replied vaguely. Adam picked up his dinner roll and took a large bite. “My guess is longer than just ‘a while.’” Moira’s attention was captured again by his green eye, so sharply contrasting his brown one. He was almost too intense to look at. Almost. “How did you get the scratches?” His gaze settled on her cheek. “One of the other patients started a fight,” she said, covering her cheek with her hand. “I guess she doesn’t like me.” “What’s not to like? You seem okay to me.” Oddly, his statement made her stomach do a flip-flop. “Thanks.” “You know how some people are, quick to judge.” He dropped his fork and bent to retrieve it. Moira pictured herself reaching over and brushing back the lock of dark hair that fell across his forehead. She glanced nervously over her shoulder. Jack and Isabella were strangely silent. Isabella was probably just trying to figure out what childish thing she could say, but Jack…she knew that Jack was sizing Adam up; he did it with every man she came into contact with. And she knew he wouldn’t appreciate her noticing how handsome Adam was either. “I’m sure they upped her meds,” Adam said as he tossed the fork onto the table again. “This place sucks. It won’t do a damn thing but make you spill your guts, drive you crazy or turn you into a zombie. Last pills they sent me home with made me feel like my skull was being split with a meat cleaver.” “So you stopped taking them?” “Yep.” “How did you end up back here?” “My brother called the cops. Lying asshole, I should be used to it by now,” Adam muttered. “I was staying with him until I got my shit together, but he walked in on me as I was flushing my pill down the toilet and freaked out.” A look of distress crossed his face. “Whatever, I’ll be out soon enough.” He finished his roll and started on an apple. “What did your doctor put you on? Who is your doctor anyways?” “Um, he hasn’t put me on anything yet. I see Dr. Cassano.” “Ahh, Dr. Cassano.” He raised an eyebrow. “I hear the nurses talking about him all the time.” “He’s nice enough.” “I see Dr. Leo. He’s an asshole.” He spit out the bite of his apple and without getting up, tossed the rest of it into the garbage, basketball style. “Have you spoken to your ghosts about leaving?” “I’ve …tried.” “They won’t?” “No.” “You want me to ask them for you?” “Seriously?” She stayed an initial surge of hopefulness and reminded herself that Adam was in here because he was crazy. Not like her at all. “I can try.” He settled back and stared right at Isabella. That’s a fluke, she thought. He just picked an empty spot next to me. “You need to go,” Adam said simply. “Moira doesn’t want you around her.” He waited a beat. “Wow, she’s hostel. Kids can be such brats. I’ll try your other one.” He looked right at where Jack stood. The other empty spot next to me, she reminded herself. “Leave. Your time is done, tall guy. You have no business being here anymore.” She felt Jack’s presence crackle with anger. “He’s even more hostel than she is,” Adam said. “Sucks for you.” Moira felt her hopes deflate. Well, it’s not as if he can really see them, she thought. “Thanks anyways.” He aimed his plastic cup towards the trash and tossed it. It missed and rolled towards the kitchen door. “Damn. No points for me.” The cook leaned out the kitchen door and waved his ladle at them. “Stop tossing your garbage everywhere, you’re getting milk on the floor. Somebody’s got to mop that up.” “I hate that a culinary genius like you has to do that,” Adam called back with a straight face. “Smart ass,” the cook replied. “You lucky I don’t spit in your food.” Adam held his hands up in mock surrender. “I know you say that with love, Nathan.” He picked up his tray. “See you around.” Moira watched him swagger away. It suddenly dawned on her that she hadn’t mentioned Isabella was a child or said anything about Jack. Lucky guess.
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Clarissa Johal is the author of paranormal novels, THE ISLAND, VOICES, STRUCK, and BETWEEN. When she’s not listening to the ghosts in her head, she’s dancing, taking pictures of gargoyles, or swinging from a trapeze. She shares her life with her husband, two daughters, and every stray animal that darkens their doorstep. *Member of the Horror Writers Association
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Buy Voices:Amazon - BN - Kobo - Smashwords - iBooksExcerpt:They got their food and sat at one of the dining room tables in the corner. Moira pretended not to notice a couple of raised eyebrows from the other patients. “How long have you been able to see them?” “Who?” “Your ghosts.” “For a while,” Moira replied vaguely. Adam picked up his dinner roll and took a large bite. “My guess is longer than just ‘a while.’” Moira’s attention was captured again by his green eye, so sharply contrasting his brown one. He was almost too intense to look at. Almost. “How did you get the scratches?” His gaze settled on her cheek. “One of the other patients started a fight,” she said, covering her cheek with her hand. “I guess she doesn’t like me.” “What’s not to like? You seem okay to me.” Oddly, his statement made her stomach do a flip-flop. “Thanks.” “You know how some people are, quick to judge.” He dropped his fork and bent to retrieve it. Moira pictured herself reaching over and brushing back the lock of dark hair that fell across his forehead. She glanced nervously over her shoulder. Jack and Isabella were strangely silent. Isabella was probably just trying to figure out what childish thing she could say, but Jack…she knew that Jack was sizing Adam up; he did it with every man she came into contact with. And she knew he wouldn’t appreciate her noticing how handsome Adam was either. “I’m sure they upped her meds,” Adam said as he tossed the fork onto the table again. “This place sucks. It won’t do a damn thing but make you spill your guts, drive you crazy or turn you into a zombie. Last pills they sent me home with made me feel like my skull was being split with a meat cleaver.” “So you stopped taking them?” “Yep.” “How did you end up back here?” “My brother called the cops. Lying asshole, I should be used to it by now,” Adam muttered. “I was staying with him until I got my shit together, but he walked in on me as I was flushing my pill down the toilet and freaked out.” A look of distress crossed his face. “Whatever, I’ll be out soon enough.” He finished his roll and started on an apple. “What did your doctor put you on? Who is your doctor anyways?” “Um, he hasn’t put me on anything yet. I see Dr. Cassano.” “Ahh, Dr. Cassano.” He raised an eyebrow. “I hear the nurses talking about him all the time.” “He’s nice enough.” “I see Dr. Leo. He’s an asshole.” He spit out the bite of his apple and without getting up, tossed the rest of it into the garbage, basketball style. “Have you spoken to your ghosts about leaving?” “I’ve …tried.” “They won’t?” “No.” “You want me to ask them for you?” “Seriously?” She stayed an initial surge of hopefulness and reminded herself that Adam was in here because he was crazy. Not like her at all. “I can try.” He settled back and stared right at Isabella. That’s a fluke, she thought. He just picked an empty spot next to me. “You need to go,” Adam said simply. “Moira doesn’t want you around her.” He waited a beat. “Wow, she’s hostel. Kids can be such brats. I’ll try your other one.” He looked right at where Jack stood. The other empty spot next to me, she reminded herself. “Leave. Your time is done, tall guy. You have no business being here anymore.” She felt Jack’s presence crackle with anger. “He’s even more hostel than she is,” Adam said. “Sucks for you.” Moira felt her hopes deflate. Well, it’s not as if he can really see them, she thought. “Thanks anyways.” He aimed his plastic cup towards the trash and tossed it. It missed and rolled towards the kitchen door. “Damn. No points for me.” The cook leaned out the kitchen door and waved his ladle at them. “Stop tossing your garbage everywhere, you’re getting milk on the floor. Somebody’s got to mop that up.” “I hate that a culinary genius like you has to do that,” Adam called back with a straight face. “Smart ass,” the cook replied. “You lucky I don’t spit in your food.” Adam held his hands up in mock surrender. “I know you say that with love, Nathan.” He picked up his tray. “See you around.” Moira watched him swagger away. It suddenly dawned on her that she hadn’t mentioned Isabella was a child or said anything about Jack. Lucky guess.
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Published on November 30, 2015 04:38
November 27, 2015
Hero by MS Parker


After all, one spoiled little girl would be a piece of cake compared to everything else I've been through, right?
Little does Haze Welch know, he’s about to get a rude awakening.








Published on November 27, 2015 21:28
November 24, 2015
Please Sir, Four Dark Delicious Romances
Please, Sir is now available. Four Dark, Delicious BDSM Romances by New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author Claire Thompson get all 4 books for only $0.99
Title: Please Sir Author: Claire Thompson Genre: Dark BDSM Romance Release Date: November 24, 2015 Tour Host: DRC Promotions
BlurbFour power-packed, sensual and intense BDSM romances from award-winning, bestselling novelist Claire Thompson.Accidental Slave - An accidental slave, a romantic Dom, the slow, sensual burn of a D/s love affair. The Auction - Naked, bound and in chains, at the mercy of the man who purchased her—body and soul—for the next thirty days. Dare to Dominate - Sparks ignite into passionate fire between a free-spirited submissive and a conflicted Master with dominant dreams of enslavement and control. Heart of Submission - When Kate attends a BDSM intensive, she falls too far, too fast, into an erotic submission that threatens to blow her world apart. Somehow she must find her way to the heart of submission.
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I've been writing for nearly two decades, and have published over 60 novels. I write BDSM romance and non-con abduction tales, spanning both m/f and m/m genres. My love affair is with all things D/s (Dominance/submission). My work began as a romantic exploration of the BDSM life style, and then veered somewhat to the darker side of fantasy. I love delving into the dark psyche of a twisted mind, and gaining insight into what might motivate such a person to do what they do. I don't create all black and white villains and heroes, but rather strive to develop real, complex and flawed human beings. I don't want to simply provide an erotic thrill or evocative description. I seek not only to tell a story, but to come to grips with, and ultimately exalt in the true beauty and spirituality of a loving exchange of power. My darker works press the envelope of what is erotic and what can be a sometimes dangerous slide into the world of sadomasochism. Ultimately my work deals with the human condition, and our constant search for love and intensity of experience.
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Title: Please Sir Author: Claire Thompson Genre: Dark BDSM Romance Release Date: November 24, 2015 Tour Host: DRC Promotions

BlurbFour power-packed, sensual and intense BDSM romances from award-winning, bestselling novelist Claire Thompson.Accidental Slave - An accidental slave, a romantic Dom, the slow, sensual burn of a D/s love affair. The Auction - Naked, bound and in chains, at the mercy of the man who purchased her—body and soul—for the next thirty days. Dare to Dominate - Sparks ignite into passionate fire between a free-spirited submissive and a conflicted Master with dominant dreams of enslavement and control. Heart of Submission - When Kate attends a BDSM intensive, she falls too far, too fast, into an erotic submission that threatens to blow her world apart. Somehow she must find her way to the heart of submission.
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Published on November 24, 2015 16:52
November 21, 2015
The Desire For Discipline Series by Isabella Kole

Title: The Longing Within Series: The Desire For Discipline, #3 Author: Isabella Kole Release Date: November 14, 2015 Tour Host: DRC PromotionsSynopsisThe conclusion to Accepting His Terms and Submitting to Bryan, this is Lyndsey’s story. Orphaned at the age of four, Lyndsey Greene was raised by her parents’ best friends, Bob and Maeve Walsh. They’ve given her a good life and an education, but there has always been something missing, a longing she can’t quite put her finger on. When she’s about to marry the love of her life, John Gordon, she discovers her fiancé lived the life of a Dom before he met her. When he presents the idea to her of living the lifestyle once they’re married, she agrees without qualms. Her own adopted brother and his wife practice DD in their marriage, so the idea does not frighten her. Lyndsey has the perfect balance in her life, a fulfilling career with a local publisher, where she maintains control, and her submissive life at home, where she has willingly relinquished control to John. But when she is let go from her job with no warning, her life begins to spin out of control. She no longer has the best of both worlds and is having a hard time finding any semblance of balance. Will she go against John and make a move that will end their marriage and all they’ve built, or will John’s love be the force that keeps her on track and ultimately brings balance back into her life?
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Published on November 21, 2015 04:40
November 19, 2015
Tell Me You Need Me by Joya Ryan

Book Title: Tell Me You Need MeAuthor: Joya Ryan Release Date: 11/16/15 Genre: Contemporary Romance (HOT) Tour Host: DRC Promotions


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Published on November 19, 2015 04:35
November 18, 2015
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