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July 20, 2016
The Royal Mate by April Zyon
Happy Wednesday everyone! Today, April Zyon is on the blog with a look at her new release The Royal Mate. Bonus, she brought a free look at Chapter One!
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The Royal MateSpace Wars, 6by April ZyonPublished By Evernight PublishingAmazing Cover created by the fabulous Jay Aheer
It all comes down to this. The truth about what started the war between the Imarian and Craegin is coming out, along with the fact that there is one true royal left. One man to rule them all.
Markus Rothschild wants to live a simple, quiet life but when faced with the truth of what’s happening in his world, he knows he has no choice but to take his rightful place.
Paisley Ralston is a woman who loves teaching small children. She’s never even held a weapon, let alone fired one. Playing bodyguard to the royal heir is the last thing she expected to do. But when Markus’s security team is sabotaged, she may be his only hope.
Paisley didn’t realize that meeting Markus meant finding her mate. Hidden in a special bunker, Paisley and Markus will test their limits and prepare for what’s coming. Together they will come out stronger, bonded, and ready to face both galaxies.
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She looked at her mother and frowned. She couldn’t have heard the woman correctly. Paisley wasn’t a militant; she wasn’t a protector. For the love of all the saints, she was a teacher for young children.
The marshal looked at Paisley with a frown, then sighed. “Because you are about the one and only person that I will trust to be around him right now, and since you know where the safe house is I will leave you to take him. It’s too dangerous right now for him to remain on his ship with Fintan.”
“Wait, you mean, The General?” There was awe in Paisley’s voice and she knew it but she had seen what the man had gone through for his mate. He was the only reason that Paisley believed in love once more. It was the reason why, with her mother’s help, she’d broken the arranged marriage and begun to live for herself and not for what she should do.
“He’ll be arriving soon with several guards. You are all going to the bunker. The guards will take the outer shelter, and you and Markus will take the inner sanctuary.”
The inner sanctuary was a place that none could enter if they weren’t of the Ralston family. It literally took living blood and a tie to the blood and heartbeat of a Ralston to keep the air actually on in that sanctuary. It would be either a haven or a tomb depending on if people knew it or not.
“And what about you, Mother? You’ve kept a low profile while they sorted out the issues that were evidently in your offices.”
“This is very true and it’s past time for me to get back to what it is that I do. Besides, this way I know that you will be safe as will Markus.”
“You could always go into the shelter with him instead of me,” Paisley pointed out.
“No, because they would use you to get to me. You are my one weakness, Paisley.”
Paisley moved and gave her mother a hug. “There are not many that know of me, Mother. You’d probably be safe, you know, and so would I.”
“No, there is too much to be done.”
“But—”
“No buts, Paisley. This is an order. You are to keep him safe.”
Paisley bowed her head and nodded. “As you say. Just remember I don’t know how to fight.”
“You don’t, but he does.” Her mother gave her another hug, then pushed her toward where the family bunker was. It was something that no one and nothing could get into. Even if the world exploded, the bunker would eject into space and hook up with a waiting ship that would become their own private spaceship. It had been designed with the ultimate of protections in mind. Her great-grandfather had designed it and it had kept her mother safe when this war began to truly heat up as it had in the last several months.
“I trust you,” Paisley told her mother. She took a deep breath and smiled. “I’ll go pack.”
“Your things are already in the bunker. I had my assistant go to your home and empty your closets and drawers, and I personally put everything into the bunker. It’s fully stocked with food for the two of you for as long as you might need to be in there as well as the machines to recreate foods if you wanted or needed it. I doubt that much time will be needed, but just in case.”
“A career military man,” Paisley mused. “And how does he feel about having to hide?” she asked with a knowing grin. She knew the type.
“About like what you think he’s feeling,” the marshal stated with a laugh. “I wouldn’t be surprised if Fin had to tranquilize him to bring him in. Now, go.”
And just like that Paisley was summarily assigned a duty that she had no business taking care of. She wasn’t a fighter and never had been. She was soft, short, and more than a little pudgy. Paisley was not anything that anyone really would ever look a second time at.
Chapter One
“No, not happening.”
His commanding officer gave him a look that would have made Markus squirm when he’d first stepped on board the cruiser. Now it only had him digging his heels in further. “You know that it is not even an option, Markus. For your safety, and for the future of both our races, we need to make sure you remain alive until the general public is made aware of everything.”
He hated when Fintan Daykin made complete sense. The man already thought too highly of his logic for his own good.
Yes, Markus was important, but to his thinking, he was no more important than any other Craegin. Or Imarian, if he wanted to get technical. He was, after all, a byproduct from both races, although the Imarian in his blood was definitely diluted.
Growling under his breath about his stubborn commander, Markus shoved a hand through his short, dark mahogany hair and paced around the office. Fintan held his tongue for once, a blessing and a curse all at the same time.
Markus wouldn’t be in this situation where he was being ordered by not only Fintan but by the marshal of the Craegin people to go into hiding for his safety if not for a wedding most Craegin and Imarian people did not know occurred.
If not for the fact the entire crew aboard the cruiser he was currently on would also be in danger, he wouldn’t even consider leaving. But he could not willingly and knowingly put others in danger because he was stubborn. Yes, he was stubborn, but he was not stupid. And while it grated severely on his nerves to admit it, Fintan and the marshal were correct. Not only were there factions on the Craegin home world who wanted him dead and buried where no one could dig him up, but there was the entire ruling body of Imara to take into account. They likely had spies in place on his home world and moon outposts, hoping to get a shot at him.
Markus stopped near the vid monitor in Fintan’s office, which showed the view from space of the outpost planet they were currently orbiting. Most folks down there didn’t have a clue about the ticking time bomb floating in space above their heads. The wars that were held in the ships in space sometimes pelted down upon the heads of those on the planets below, something they tried hard not to allow happen. Never had he hated knowing about his heritage more than he did right then.“Fine, I’ll go. But I don’t need a watcher. I am more than capable of taking care of myself. You and I both know that. And it is much easier to deal with anyone that may get wind of my location if I am alone. Having someone either interfering or uselessly getting in the way will only get me killed.”
“It’s not my call, and it’s definitely not yours. You will have a watcher, but I’ve been assured by the marshal that this individual will follow your orders to the letter unless they are a direct threat to your own life. I cannot, nor would I, change that.” Fintan pushed up from his chair to come stand by his side. “I know that your heritage weighs heavily on you. I wish I could carry the burden with you, my friend. But I will do whatever is necessary to keep you alive. Once the general public of Craegin and Imara know about you, and your lineage, then you can step from the shadows and into the light.”
Snorting at his words, Markus shot a look over his shoulder to the other man. “That was rather poetic, Fin. Love has changed you more than even I realized. Although I don’t know if this new streak you are showing is for the better.”“Shut up,” Fin muttered.
Amusement coursed through him for a moment. He knew Fintan was doing it on purpose, and that made Markus appreciate the man’s friendship all the more. But the knowledge that he, Markus Rothschild, was the only living heir to the crowns of both Craegin and Imara… The reason he was the only living heir was tragic, according to many. His parents had both been killed while on a tramp headed for a fundraiser event on a Craegin moon base. They and nine others including the pilots died instantly. Markus had not been with them like he normally would have, because he’d come down with a cold and had been too ill to travel.The official report was a rogue micro-meteor shower had compromised the tramp’s hull. While it had been a cold comfort to him at only ten summers old at the time, he had at least known the reason why they would never be coming home again. There had been closure. Now that he knew about his lineage he had to wonder if perhaps someone had taken them out. But that didn’t really work, either, because he was still alive. Why kill his parents but leave him breathing?
It was only one of many questions that haunted him since he had been told he was descended from royalty. The royalty, if he wanted to get technical. Shaking his head mentally to get back on topic, he turned partially to look at Fintan without straining. “Basically, you are telling me I’m stuck with the marshal’s chosen watcher.”
Fin nodded. “Whoever it is will probably be nothing more than a large, silent shadow that lurks in the background while you try to keep from going insane with boredom.”
Right, there was that issue, too. “What exactly am I supposed to do during this unwanted hiatus from my career path? I don’t mind the idea of a couple days of downtime to relax and rest, but being stuck somewhere indefinitely is less appealing.”
“I’m sure we can find something for you to do. You might even be able to finish all those reports I know you have been ignoring.”
Markus plastered on his best innocent face and blinked at his commanding officer. “Reports? Whatever do you mean, General? I always do my reports promptly.”
Fintan’s eyebrows climbed up his forehead at that bold-faced lie. “Right. Do them all up. Wherever you are going will likely have the capability of secure transmissions, so you can send them all back here and I will sign off on them before submitting them. Sadie can make sure there are no electronic tags on any of those files that could potentially lead back to your location.”
Sadie, Colonel Bracken Kauller’s wife and family friend to the Daykins, was a genius with anything electronic. Her doctorate in AI and destroyer programming spoke for itself, but her skills were known across the quadrants even if people did not know her name. “I will make sure all the reports are completed. I make no promises on when I will get them done, though. It will depend on wherever you and the marshal are planning to stash me and this watcher you are saddling me with. My first priority will be security since that is why I am leaving the safety of a Craegin destroyer.”
“You cannot guilt me, Markus. I do this not only for your own good but for the good of two races. All of the Craegins and Imarians need you.”“No, you’re right.” Damn but he felt like a kid being chastised right then. “I’m sorry. This situation is not our making, but it is our responsibility to see it righted. You and the marshal believe this is the best course to take, so I will bow to your wishes and let you handle it. But swear to me one thing, Fintan.”
“What is it?”
“Be expedient handling all this. Be careful, but do not dally. I am not now nor have I ever been one to sit idly by while my friends take the risks pointed toward me.” Markus had always preferred to face whatever came at him head-on, which made having to step aside and allow others to handle things grate on his nerves.
“I’ll do all I can to make sure we all come out of this alive and in a better position. Now go pack your bag and get your reports. The tramp will be here soon to take you to the cargo vessel that will shuttle you to your destination. I know it will not be the most comfortable ride, but no one would ever expect it.”
A few more words were exchanged before Markus left Fintan to his own duties. Heading to his quarters, he mulled everything he knew over in his head yet again. Before he ever got near the symbolic throne he was to take, he was going to drive himself crazy. And that did not even take into account whatever nightmare of a watcher he was being saddled with. He was definitely not looking forward to meeting whoever it might be.
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The Royal MateSpace Wars, 6by April ZyonPublished By Evernight PublishingAmazing Cover created by the fabulous Jay Aheer
It all comes down to this. The truth about what started the war between the Imarian and Craegin is coming out, along with the fact that there is one true royal left. One man to rule them all.
Markus Rothschild wants to live a simple, quiet life but when faced with the truth of what’s happening in his world, he knows he has no choice but to take his rightful place.
Paisley Ralston is a woman who loves teaching small children. She’s never even held a weapon, let alone fired one. Playing bodyguard to the royal heir is the last thing she expected to do. But when Markus’s security team is sabotaged, she may be his only hope.
Paisley didn’t realize that meeting Markus meant finding her mate. Hidden in a special bunker, Paisley and Markus will test their limits and prepare for what’s coming. Together they will come out stronger, bonded, and ready to face both galaxies.
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She looked at her mother and frowned. She couldn’t have heard the woman correctly. Paisley wasn’t a militant; she wasn’t a protector. For the love of all the saints, she was a teacher for young children.
The marshal looked at Paisley with a frown, then sighed. “Because you are about the one and only person that I will trust to be around him right now, and since you know where the safe house is I will leave you to take him. It’s too dangerous right now for him to remain on his ship with Fintan.”
“Wait, you mean, The General?” There was awe in Paisley’s voice and she knew it but she had seen what the man had gone through for his mate. He was the only reason that Paisley believed in love once more. It was the reason why, with her mother’s help, she’d broken the arranged marriage and begun to live for herself and not for what she should do.
“He’ll be arriving soon with several guards. You are all going to the bunker. The guards will take the outer shelter, and you and Markus will take the inner sanctuary.”
The inner sanctuary was a place that none could enter if they weren’t of the Ralston family. It literally took living blood and a tie to the blood and heartbeat of a Ralston to keep the air actually on in that sanctuary. It would be either a haven or a tomb depending on if people knew it or not.
“And what about you, Mother? You’ve kept a low profile while they sorted out the issues that were evidently in your offices.”
“This is very true and it’s past time for me to get back to what it is that I do. Besides, this way I know that you will be safe as will Markus.”
“You could always go into the shelter with him instead of me,” Paisley pointed out.
“No, because they would use you to get to me. You are my one weakness, Paisley.”
Paisley moved and gave her mother a hug. “There are not many that know of me, Mother. You’d probably be safe, you know, and so would I.”
“No, there is too much to be done.”
“But—”
“No buts, Paisley. This is an order. You are to keep him safe.”
Paisley bowed her head and nodded. “As you say. Just remember I don’t know how to fight.”
“You don’t, but he does.” Her mother gave her another hug, then pushed her toward where the family bunker was. It was something that no one and nothing could get into. Even if the world exploded, the bunker would eject into space and hook up with a waiting ship that would become their own private spaceship. It had been designed with the ultimate of protections in mind. Her great-grandfather had designed it and it had kept her mother safe when this war began to truly heat up as it had in the last several months.
“I trust you,” Paisley told her mother. She took a deep breath and smiled. “I’ll go pack.”
“Your things are already in the bunker. I had my assistant go to your home and empty your closets and drawers, and I personally put everything into the bunker. It’s fully stocked with food for the two of you for as long as you might need to be in there as well as the machines to recreate foods if you wanted or needed it. I doubt that much time will be needed, but just in case.”
“A career military man,” Paisley mused. “And how does he feel about having to hide?” she asked with a knowing grin. She knew the type.
“About like what you think he’s feeling,” the marshal stated with a laugh. “I wouldn’t be surprised if Fin had to tranquilize him to bring him in. Now, go.”
And just like that Paisley was summarily assigned a duty that she had no business taking care of. She wasn’t a fighter and never had been. She was soft, short, and more than a little pudgy. Paisley was not anything that anyone really would ever look a second time at.
Chapter One
“No, not happening.”
His commanding officer gave him a look that would have made Markus squirm when he’d first stepped on board the cruiser. Now it only had him digging his heels in further. “You know that it is not even an option, Markus. For your safety, and for the future of both our races, we need to make sure you remain alive until the general public is made aware of everything.”
He hated when Fintan Daykin made complete sense. The man already thought too highly of his logic for his own good.
Yes, Markus was important, but to his thinking, he was no more important than any other Craegin. Or Imarian, if he wanted to get technical. He was, after all, a byproduct from both races, although the Imarian in his blood was definitely diluted.
Growling under his breath about his stubborn commander, Markus shoved a hand through his short, dark mahogany hair and paced around the office. Fintan held his tongue for once, a blessing and a curse all at the same time.
Markus wouldn’t be in this situation where he was being ordered by not only Fintan but by the marshal of the Craegin people to go into hiding for his safety if not for a wedding most Craegin and Imarian people did not know occurred.
If not for the fact the entire crew aboard the cruiser he was currently on would also be in danger, he wouldn’t even consider leaving. But he could not willingly and knowingly put others in danger because he was stubborn. Yes, he was stubborn, but he was not stupid. And while it grated severely on his nerves to admit it, Fintan and the marshal were correct. Not only were there factions on the Craegin home world who wanted him dead and buried where no one could dig him up, but there was the entire ruling body of Imara to take into account. They likely had spies in place on his home world and moon outposts, hoping to get a shot at him.
Markus stopped near the vid monitor in Fintan’s office, which showed the view from space of the outpost planet they were currently orbiting. Most folks down there didn’t have a clue about the ticking time bomb floating in space above their heads. The wars that were held in the ships in space sometimes pelted down upon the heads of those on the planets below, something they tried hard not to allow happen. Never had he hated knowing about his heritage more than he did right then.“Fine, I’ll go. But I don’t need a watcher. I am more than capable of taking care of myself. You and I both know that. And it is much easier to deal with anyone that may get wind of my location if I am alone. Having someone either interfering or uselessly getting in the way will only get me killed.”
“It’s not my call, and it’s definitely not yours. You will have a watcher, but I’ve been assured by the marshal that this individual will follow your orders to the letter unless they are a direct threat to your own life. I cannot, nor would I, change that.” Fintan pushed up from his chair to come stand by his side. “I know that your heritage weighs heavily on you. I wish I could carry the burden with you, my friend. But I will do whatever is necessary to keep you alive. Once the general public of Craegin and Imara know about you, and your lineage, then you can step from the shadows and into the light.”
Snorting at his words, Markus shot a look over his shoulder to the other man. “That was rather poetic, Fin. Love has changed you more than even I realized. Although I don’t know if this new streak you are showing is for the better.”“Shut up,” Fin muttered.
Amusement coursed through him for a moment. He knew Fintan was doing it on purpose, and that made Markus appreciate the man’s friendship all the more. But the knowledge that he, Markus Rothschild, was the only living heir to the crowns of both Craegin and Imara… The reason he was the only living heir was tragic, according to many. His parents had both been killed while on a tramp headed for a fundraiser event on a Craegin moon base. They and nine others including the pilots died instantly. Markus had not been with them like he normally would have, because he’d come down with a cold and had been too ill to travel.The official report was a rogue micro-meteor shower had compromised the tramp’s hull. While it had been a cold comfort to him at only ten summers old at the time, he had at least known the reason why they would never be coming home again. There had been closure. Now that he knew about his lineage he had to wonder if perhaps someone had taken them out. But that didn’t really work, either, because he was still alive. Why kill his parents but leave him breathing?
It was only one of many questions that haunted him since he had been told he was descended from royalty. The royalty, if he wanted to get technical. Shaking his head mentally to get back on topic, he turned partially to look at Fintan without straining. “Basically, you are telling me I’m stuck with the marshal’s chosen watcher.”
Fin nodded. “Whoever it is will probably be nothing more than a large, silent shadow that lurks in the background while you try to keep from going insane with boredom.”
Right, there was that issue, too. “What exactly am I supposed to do during this unwanted hiatus from my career path? I don’t mind the idea of a couple days of downtime to relax and rest, but being stuck somewhere indefinitely is less appealing.”
“I’m sure we can find something for you to do. You might even be able to finish all those reports I know you have been ignoring.”
Markus plastered on his best innocent face and blinked at his commanding officer. “Reports? Whatever do you mean, General? I always do my reports promptly.”
Fintan’s eyebrows climbed up his forehead at that bold-faced lie. “Right. Do them all up. Wherever you are going will likely have the capability of secure transmissions, so you can send them all back here and I will sign off on them before submitting them. Sadie can make sure there are no electronic tags on any of those files that could potentially lead back to your location.”
Sadie, Colonel Bracken Kauller’s wife and family friend to the Daykins, was a genius with anything electronic. Her doctorate in AI and destroyer programming spoke for itself, but her skills were known across the quadrants even if people did not know her name. “I will make sure all the reports are completed. I make no promises on when I will get them done, though. It will depend on wherever you and the marshal are planning to stash me and this watcher you are saddling me with. My first priority will be security since that is why I am leaving the safety of a Craegin destroyer.”
“You cannot guilt me, Markus. I do this not only for your own good but for the good of two races. All of the Craegins and Imarians need you.”“No, you’re right.” Damn but he felt like a kid being chastised right then. “I’m sorry. This situation is not our making, but it is our responsibility to see it righted. You and the marshal believe this is the best course to take, so I will bow to your wishes and let you handle it. But swear to me one thing, Fintan.”
“What is it?”
“Be expedient handling all this. Be careful, but do not dally. I am not now nor have I ever been one to sit idly by while my friends take the risks pointed toward me.” Markus had always preferred to face whatever came at him head-on, which made having to step aside and allow others to handle things grate on his nerves.
“I’ll do all I can to make sure we all come out of this alive and in a better position. Now go pack your bag and get your reports. The tramp will be here soon to take you to the cargo vessel that will shuttle you to your destination. I know it will not be the most comfortable ride, but no one would ever expect it.”
A few more words were exchanged before Markus left Fintan to his own duties. Heading to his quarters, he mulled everything he knew over in his head yet again. Before he ever got near the symbolic throne he was to take, he was going to drive himself crazy. And that did not even take into account whatever nightmare of a watcher he was being saddled with. He was definitely not looking forward to meeting whoever it might be.
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July 18, 2016
His To Punish by Doris O'Connor
Happy Monday everyone! Today, Doris O'Connor is back heating up the blog with her new release His To Punish. And do I mean heat. Just take a look at the excerpt. Warning, though, may cause you to need to find the nearest air conditioner and cool yourself down. Check it out and Happy Reading! Thanks so much for having me on your blog today with my new release His to Punish, book two of my dark romance series The Cleaners. This is the story of Ren’s second in command Ty Mason. Ever since I wrote Book one in the series, His Prize, I’ve been itching to tell Ty’s story.
Ty seemed much softer than Ren, when we first get to know him, and to an extent that is certainly true. Ty though, like all of the cleaners to be fair, has many layers. He’s just as deadly as Ren; ruthlessly protective of those he cares about and deeply loyal.
I had great fun unravelling the truth behind who is Ty Mason, and there were a few surprises in store, I tell you. Subsequently this story is much longer than the first book in this series. It has many twists and turns as my too-feisty-for-her-own-good heroine goes looking for revenge… Which places Ty in somewhat of a dilemma.
Ren is like a brother to him, and he will do anything to protect his family, but what is he to do when the one woman who gets under his skin seems determined to threaten that family.
Well, you’ll have to read the book to find out what happens, I’m afraid.
Blurb:
Revenge or love...either choice will sacrifice her freedom.
Dance teacher Jeanette MacArthur has one thing on her mind when she auditions for a job at La Masquerade—revenge. She couldn’t protect her sister from the criminals she now seeks employment with, but she can ensure that justice prevails.
If only her body wouldn’t melt at the touch of one of them. Ty Mason, second-hand man of the Cleaners, oozes dominance, aggression, and danger. He stands for everything she ought to despise, yet this unwanted attraction threatens to ruin her.
Ty can’t take his eyes off the new dancer, not least because he senses the threat she represents. Only one thing for it—claim her for his own, and torture the secrets out of her—if need be.
Her unwilling submission, however, means he discovers more than her secrets. His heart and their future are on the line.
Be Warned: BDSM, forced seduction, rimming, spanking, sex toys
Ty’s hands went to his belt, and she jumped when he spoke again.
“I said strip, girl, now.”
Jeanette complied with shaking hands, and another one of these deep, dark growls rumbled from Ty’s chest, when she stood before him naked. Try as she might she couldn’t bring herself to look at him, had to fight the insane urge to sink to her knees, in fact. Lord only knew what was happening to her. She was losing the plot, because she could swear she could feel Ty’s intense gaze like a physical touch, as he ran it over her naked body.
She jumped again when he cracked the belt through the air like a whip, the resulting snap far too loud in the quiet room. He stepped around her, running one finger along her skin. From the tip of her nose, around her mouth, down her neck, and along her collarbone into the valley between her breasts, he continued the silent exploration, the contrast of his much paler flesh next to hers a heady aphrodisiac indeed. When he cupped one of her breasts in his hand and lifting it, bent his head to suck her hard nipple into his mouth, Jeanette couldn’t stop her whimper of need. Unbidden her hands tangled in his hair, to keep him there, as every hard suck made her pussy quiver in need. She could smell her own arousal in the air, as her juices slowly trickled down the inside of her thighs.
Ty bit down hard on the breast in his mouth, and the sharp pain of his bite made Jeanette cry out. Not in pain exactly, because she was far too turned on and already teetering on the edge of an orgasm.
“Please…”
Ty soothed the leftover ache from his bite by licking it, before he abruptly withdrew.
“I haven’t given you permission to touch me, girl.” He reached up to grasp her wrist, and Jeanette immediately let go of his hair. She caught a glimpse of his stern expression before he swung her around.
“Face the wall, and spread your legs, girl.”
It didn’t even occur to her to disobey, and when he joined her moments later his clean male musk enveloped her. He crowded her against that wall, the coolness of it against her skin a direct contrast against the heated male body pressing against her from behind. The feel of his chest hair against her back made her hyperaware of his harsh breathing. She closed her eyes against her shame, when he reached around and between her legs. There was nowhere to hide now, as confirmed by his next words.
“So fucking wet for me. You’re mine now, girl.”
A bite to her shoulder followed that possessive claim, and Jeanette cried out in surprise when he shoved two fingers into her pussy at the same time. Wet as she was they slid right in, and her internal muscles clamped down on the invaders. Ty thrust those digits in and out of her channel and adding another one, finger-fucked her with merciless precision. His cock was a hard, solid ridge against her hip, and he groaned into her neck again, when she spread her legs wider for him.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby, your body knows who you belong to, doesn’t it?”
Jeanette tried to respond, but nothing but a keening sound came out, because Ty curled his fingers to massage her G-spot. Pleasure surged through her hard and fast, and her hips took on a life of their own as she rocked herself against his hand, desperate to gain the friction she needed to her clit to get over.
Before she could get there, however, Ty withdrew his fingers, and slapped her ass hard. Jeanette moaned her denial and shoved her ass back into him in a silent bid for him to continue, but she should have known that was a useless exercise.
“No, your orgasms belong to me now, and you will not come without my permission.”
One hand fisted in her hair, he pulled her away from the wall and marched her across to the cross. Jeanette’s heart missed a few beats, and then turned into a jackhammer when she caught side of their reflection in the mirror on the wall.
She looked like she felt, a woman on the edge. Her eyes were too wide, her mouth, still swollen from his earlier kisses slightly open, her breasts swaying from side to side, and shaking with every harsh breath she managed to draw into her lungs, as he half dragged her along. Her skin already showed the marks of his possession, his bite marks clearly visible, and she groaned when his arm came round her waist, and he kicked her legs apart. It meant her swollen most intimate parts were clearly visible. Jeanette ought to be ashamed at how wet she was, at the needy sounds that immediately spilled from her lips, when Ty yanked her head back further, and rubbed his jaw along her neck. His breath singed her skin, and their gazes locked. His dark eyes flashed with dangerous intent, and Jeanette’s internal muscles clenched in response, sending more moisture to her swollen lips. Ty smiled when he noticed, and his voice dropped even further, sending yet more shivers of dread, or was it anticipation, down her spine. Her clit quivered, the usually tiny bud clearly visible at the top of her hood.
“Take a good look, titch. Your body doesn’t lie. You want this, need it, even, and I’m just the man to give you what you need. All you have to do is ask.”
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About Doris:
Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, Time Travel, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
Ty seemed much softer than Ren, when we first get to know him, and to an extent that is certainly true. Ty though, like all of the cleaners to be fair, has many layers. He’s just as deadly as Ren; ruthlessly protective of those he cares about and deeply loyal.
I had great fun unravelling the truth behind who is Ty Mason, and there were a few surprises in store, I tell you. Subsequently this story is much longer than the first book in this series. It has many twists and turns as my too-feisty-for-her-own-good heroine goes looking for revenge… Which places Ty in somewhat of a dilemma.
Ren is like a brother to him, and he will do anything to protect his family, but what is he to do when the one woman who gets under his skin seems determined to threaten that family.
Well, you’ll have to read the book to find out what happens, I’m afraid.
Blurb:Revenge or love...either choice will sacrifice her freedom.
Dance teacher Jeanette MacArthur has one thing on her mind when she auditions for a job at La Masquerade—revenge. She couldn’t protect her sister from the criminals she now seeks employment with, but she can ensure that justice prevails.
If only her body wouldn’t melt at the touch of one of them. Ty Mason, second-hand man of the Cleaners, oozes dominance, aggression, and danger. He stands for everything she ought to despise, yet this unwanted attraction threatens to ruin her.
Ty can’t take his eyes off the new dancer, not least because he senses the threat she represents. Only one thing for it—claim her for his own, and torture the secrets out of her—if need be.
Her unwilling submission, however, means he discovers more than her secrets. His heart and their future are on the line.
Be Warned: BDSM, forced seduction, rimming, spanking, sex toys
Ty’s hands went to his belt, and she jumped when he spoke again.“I said strip, girl, now.”
Jeanette complied with shaking hands, and another one of these deep, dark growls rumbled from Ty’s chest, when she stood before him naked. Try as she might she couldn’t bring herself to look at him, had to fight the insane urge to sink to her knees, in fact. Lord only knew what was happening to her. She was losing the plot, because she could swear she could feel Ty’s intense gaze like a physical touch, as he ran it over her naked body.
She jumped again when he cracked the belt through the air like a whip, the resulting snap far too loud in the quiet room. He stepped around her, running one finger along her skin. From the tip of her nose, around her mouth, down her neck, and along her collarbone into the valley between her breasts, he continued the silent exploration, the contrast of his much paler flesh next to hers a heady aphrodisiac indeed. When he cupped one of her breasts in his hand and lifting it, bent his head to suck her hard nipple into his mouth, Jeanette couldn’t stop her whimper of need. Unbidden her hands tangled in his hair, to keep him there, as every hard suck made her pussy quiver in need. She could smell her own arousal in the air, as her juices slowly trickled down the inside of her thighs.
Ty bit down hard on the breast in his mouth, and the sharp pain of his bite made Jeanette cry out. Not in pain exactly, because she was far too turned on and already teetering on the edge of an orgasm.
“Please…”
Ty soothed the leftover ache from his bite by licking it, before he abruptly withdrew.
“I haven’t given you permission to touch me, girl.” He reached up to grasp her wrist, and Jeanette immediately let go of his hair. She caught a glimpse of his stern expression before he swung her around.
“Face the wall, and spread your legs, girl.”
It didn’t even occur to her to disobey, and when he joined her moments later his clean male musk enveloped her. He crowded her against that wall, the coolness of it against her skin a direct contrast against the heated male body pressing against her from behind. The feel of his chest hair against her back made her hyperaware of his harsh breathing. She closed her eyes against her shame, when he reached around and between her legs. There was nowhere to hide now, as confirmed by his next words.
“So fucking wet for me. You’re mine now, girl.”
A bite to her shoulder followed that possessive claim, and Jeanette cried out in surprise when he shoved two fingers into her pussy at the same time. Wet as she was they slid right in, and her internal muscles clamped down on the invaders. Ty thrust those digits in and out of her channel and adding another one, finger-fucked her with merciless precision. His cock was a hard, solid ridge against her hip, and he groaned into her neck again, when she spread her legs wider for him.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby, your body knows who you belong to, doesn’t it?”
Jeanette tried to respond, but nothing but a keening sound came out, because Ty curled his fingers to massage her G-spot. Pleasure surged through her hard and fast, and her hips took on a life of their own as she rocked herself against his hand, desperate to gain the friction she needed to her clit to get over.
Before she could get there, however, Ty withdrew his fingers, and slapped her ass hard. Jeanette moaned her denial and shoved her ass back into him in a silent bid for him to continue, but she should have known that was a useless exercise.
“No, your orgasms belong to me now, and you will not come without my permission.”
One hand fisted in her hair, he pulled her away from the wall and marched her across to the cross. Jeanette’s heart missed a few beats, and then turned into a jackhammer when she caught side of their reflection in the mirror on the wall.
She looked like she felt, a woman on the edge. Her eyes were too wide, her mouth, still swollen from his earlier kisses slightly open, her breasts swaying from side to side, and shaking with every harsh breath she managed to draw into her lungs, as he half dragged her along. Her skin already showed the marks of his possession, his bite marks clearly visible, and she groaned when his arm came round her waist, and he kicked her legs apart. It meant her swollen most intimate parts were clearly visible. Jeanette ought to be ashamed at how wet she was, at the needy sounds that immediately spilled from her lips, when Ty yanked her head back further, and rubbed his jaw along her neck. His breath singed her skin, and their gazes locked. His dark eyes flashed with dangerous intent, and Jeanette’s internal muscles clenched in response, sending more moisture to her swollen lips. Ty smiled when he noticed, and his voice dropped even further, sending yet more shivers of dread, or was it anticipation, down her spine. Her clit quivered, the usually tiny bud clearly visible at the top of her hood.
“Take a good look, titch. Your body doesn’t lie. You want this, need it, even, and I’m just the man to give you what you need. All you have to do is ask.”
Buy it from:
Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/his-to-punish-by-doris-oconnor/
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/His-Punish-Cleaners-Book-2-ebook/dp/B01I0WGJBS/
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About Doris:
Doris is a writer of sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, Time Travel, Sci-fi, BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Happily married for the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
July 13, 2016
Burning For You by Erzabet Bishop
Happy Hump everyone! Erzabet Bishop is back today to give us a taste of her new dragon shifter release Burning For You. Check it out, enjoy and Happy Reading! 
Blurb:
Where there’s smoke, there’s dragon fire.
Ordinary girl. Extraordinary fate.
Violet Winters is having a less than perfect day. Her parents are meddling with her love life (again), her wintery magic is kaput and her vivid dreams are coming far too close to reality. When she falls through the ice after seeing her fiancé all close and snuggly with a fellow polar bear, all bets are off. Is she better off dead or will she get another chance at life when a Grimare angel rescues her from her chosen fate?
Fire meets ice and passions ignite.
Dante is a dragon on a mission: fight the string of strange fires springing up around Westmore and find a mate. When his Captain decides to have the men pose for social media shots to garner attention for the station, Dante finds himself in the middle of a steady stream of women after his special strategically placed “fire hose.”
At Hot Whips Café to haggle with the owner for counter space for their new firemen calendar, he meets a woman who sets his inner scales on fire. Can he save her from the machinations of the Fates or will she die a second time by the very threat Dante fights against?
A dragon’s panty melting kiss may just be the wow this curvy girl needs.
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Excerpt:
“Come on, Dante, show us a little leg.” The smirking photographer circled in front of him and it was all Dante could do to control the dragon scraping beneath his skin to avoid reaching out and shoving the camera up his ass.
Pictures for social media. The Captain had officially lost his fucking mind. The catcalls and male laughter from the rest of the guys made him lose his footing and the fire hose he’d been using as a prop to conceal his nakedness began to slip.
“Jesus. Fix that hose. This isn’t internet porn, you know.” The Captain groused, scowling.
Dante scrambled to catch the hose and cover himself and balanced against the newly washed and waxed fire engine, trying to pretend he was anywhere else but standing like a prize bull at an auction.
“If you’ll hold still, please. The others have already contributed their shots. You’re the last one.” The cameraman huffed, turning the lens. He lowered the camera and glared at Dante. “You could smile maybe?”
Shit. He was distracted by the wacked out dream he’d had the night before. A woman he’d never met swam in front of him, dying. Her long black hair fanned out in the cold, dark water and he’d panicked. He’d told her to live.
“Fine.” Dante growled, a wisp of smoke curling out from behind his lips. He felt the change sliding beneath his skin, the dragon agitated by his distress.
“God, Dante. Come on.” Carter laughed. “You aren’t afraid of a little flashing light, are you?” The rest of the crew laughed, sharing in the good natured ribbing.
“Bastard.”
He just wanted it to be over. His beast wanted to fly and hunt and if he didn’t get out of here soon, he was going to lose his mind. Most of the men here were either dating or married. He wasn’t and the urge to mate had made his already bad temper even worse.
The Captain had lured him and the others in with the promise of a social media boost to help the department. He figured a couple of pictures for Instagram like that vet that had so many followers it was insane. Model pretty with a gaggle of women trailing behind him like no tomorrow. The guy had even been on national television recently. Cap was dreaming, but he also knew the man would do anything to save their department from going strictly volunteer.
So many in the country had gone that route and the bear shifter was fighting it tooth and claw. Dante supported that. He’d moved from his home in the mountains to come here after his buddy Carter had told him about the job. Happy and with a large family of cat and dragon shifter young, his friend would do anything to ensure things stayed status quo. So would he, and apparently that included standing naked in front of a freshly polished firetruck.
Thank God his mother couldn’t see him or he’d never hear the end of it. She’d been writing him emails nonstop asking if he’d met any promising women. Jesus. He’d never seen a woman more eager to fuss over grandchildren. But he hadn’t and the prospects didn’t look very favorable. Not that he hadn’t dated. He had. But no female he’d met even sparked his interest past the typical curves and tight jeans and it wasn’t enough. Not anymore.
He wanted a mate. Someone to come home to and warm his bed and his heart. Most of the women he’d come across only wanted one thing—to bang a fireman and brag to their friends.
“Well, that’s about as good as I’m going to get if you’re going to scowl like that.” The photographer capped his lens and sighed, stalking off toward the Captain. “You can get dressed now.”
“Jerk.” Dante swiped the robe he’d worn from the floor and shrugged into it.
“Man, you really need to learn to crack a smile, buddy.” Carter grinned as he and a few of the others approached now that the photographer had gone.
“Thank you, guys. Dante.” The Captain came forward giving Dante a narrow eyed look, then nodded toward the remainder of the group. “We should see the finished product in a day or so.”
Wait. Product? About the author:
Erzabet Bishop is an award winning and bestselling author who loves to write naughty stories. She is the author of Lipstick, Crave, Snow (Three Times More Lucky Box Set), Malediction (upcoming-A Wicked Halloween Box Set), Map of Bones (upcoming-A Wicked Affair Box Set), Sanguine Shadows (Vampire Bites Box Set), The Science of Lust, Wicked for You, Heart’s Protector, Burning for You, Red Hot (upcoming), Bayou Shadows (upcoming-Nola Naughty Nine) Hedging Her Bets (Alpha Fever Box Set), Cat’s Got Her Tongue (Alpha Heat Box Set), Arcane Imaginarium: Spirit Board, Holidays in Hell, Mallory’s Mark (upcoming),The Devil’s Due (upcoming), Charity Benshaw’s Enchanted Paddle Emporium (upcoming), Sigil Fire, Glitter Lust (upcoming), Written on Skin, Club Beam, Pomegranate, A Red Dress for Christmas, The Black Magic Café, Fantasies in Red, Sweet Seductions, Holiday Cruise, Fetish Fair, Temptation Resorts: Jess, Temptation Resorts: Marnie, Taming the Beast, The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain Shadows and Yuletide Temptation along with being a contributor to many anthologies. She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster movies.
Follow her on Twitter @erzabetbishop.
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Blurb:Where there’s smoke, there’s dragon fire.
Ordinary girl. Extraordinary fate.
Violet Winters is having a less than perfect day. Her parents are meddling with her love life (again), her wintery magic is kaput and her vivid dreams are coming far too close to reality. When she falls through the ice after seeing her fiancé all close and snuggly with a fellow polar bear, all bets are off. Is she better off dead or will she get another chance at life when a Grimare angel rescues her from her chosen fate?
Fire meets ice and passions ignite.
Dante is a dragon on a mission: fight the string of strange fires springing up around Westmore and find a mate. When his Captain decides to have the men pose for social media shots to garner attention for the station, Dante finds himself in the middle of a steady stream of women after his special strategically placed “fire hose.”
At Hot Whips Café to haggle with the owner for counter space for their new firemen calendar, he meets a woman who sets his inner scales on fire. Can he save her from the machinations of the Fates or will she die a second time by the very threat Dante fights against?
A dragon’s panty melting kiss may just be the wow this curvy girl needs.
Buy links:
Amazon: http://rxe.me/R98E6Y
Kobo: https://goo.gl/ZyzLvP
ARe: https://goo.gl/WfXCBO
iBooks: https://goo.gl/pjspUu
Excerpt:
“Come on, Dante, show us a little leg.” The smirking photographer circled in front of him and it was all Dante could do to control the dragon scraping beneath his skin to avoid reaching out and shoving the camera up his ass.
Pictures for social media. The Captain had officially lost his fucking mind. The catcalls and male laughter from the rest of the guys made him lose his footing and the fire hose he’d been using as a prop to conceal his nakedness began to slip.
“Jesus. Fix that hose. This isn’t internet porn, you know.” The Captain groused, scowling.
Dante scrambled to catch the hose and cover himself and balanced against the newly washed and waxed fire engine, trying to pretend he was anywhere else but standing like a prize bull at an auction.
“If you’ll hold still, please. The others have already contributed their shots. You’re the last one.” The cameraman huffed, turning the lens. He lowered the camera and glared at Dante. “You could smile maybe?”
Shit. He was distracted by the wacked out dream he’d had the night before. A woman he’d never met swam in front of him, dying. Her long black hair fanned out in the cold, dark water and he’d panicked. He’d told her to live.
“Fine.” Dante growled, a wisp of smoke curling out from behind his lips. He felt the change sliding beneath his skin, the dragon agitated by his distress.
“God, Dante. Come on.” Carter laughed. “You aren’t afraid of a little flashing light, are you?” The rest of the crew laughed, sharing in the good natured ribbing.
“Bastard.”
He just wanted it to be over. His beast wanted to fly and hunt and if he didn’t get out of here soon, he was going to lose his mind. Most of the men here were either dating or married. He wasn’t and the urge to mate had made his already bad temper even worse.
The Captain had lured him and the others in with the promise of a social media boost to help the department. He figured a couple of pictures for Instagram like that vet that had so many followers it was insane. Model pretty with a gaggle of women trailing behind him like no tomorrow. The guy had even been on national television recently. Cap was dreaming, but he also knew the man would do anything to save their department from going strictly volunteer.
So many in the country had gone that route and the bear shifter was fighting it tooth and claw. Dante supported that. He’d moved from his home in the mountains to come here after his buddy Carter had told him about the job. Happy and with a large family of cat and dragon shifter young, his friend would do anything to ensure things stayed status quo. So would he, and apparently that included standing naked in front of a freshly polished firetruck.
Thank God his mother couldn’t see him or he’d never hear the end of it. She’d been writing him emails nonstop asking if he’d met any promising women. Jesus. He’d never seen a woman more eager to fuss over grandchildren. But he hadn’t and the prospects didn’t look very favorable. Not that he hadn’t dated. He had. But no female he’d met even sparked his interest past the typical curves and tight jeans and it wasn’t enough. Not anymore.
He wanted a mate. Someone to come home to and warm his bed and his heart. Most of the women he’d come across only wanted one thing—to bang a fireman and brag to their friends.
“Well, that’s about as good as I’m going to get if you’re going to scowl like that.” The photographer capped his lens and sighed, stalking off toward the Captain. “You can get dressed now.”
“Jerk.” Dante swiped the robe he’d worn from the floor and shrugged into it.
“Man, you really need to learn to crack a smile, buddy.” Carter grinned as he and a few of the others approached now that the photographer had gone.
“Thank you, guys. Dante.” The Captain came forward giving Dante a narrow eyed look, then nodded toward the remainder of the group. “We should see the finished product in a day or so.”
Wait. Product? About the author:
Erzabet Bishop is an award winning and bestselling author who loves to write naughty stories. She is the author of Lipstick, Crave, Snow (Three Times More Lucky Box Set), Malediction (upcoming-A Wicked Halloween Box Set), Map of Bones (upcoming-A Wicked Affair Box Set), Sanguine Shadows (Vampire Bites Box Set), The Science of Lust, Wicked for You, Heart’s Protector, Burning for You, Red Hot (upcoming), Bayou Shadows (upcoming-Nola Naughty Nine) Hedging Her Bets (Alpha Fever Box Set), Cat’s Got Her Tongue (Alpha Heat Box Set), Arcane Imaginarium: Spirit Board, Holidays in Hell, Mallory’s Mark (upcoming),The Devil’s Due (upcoming), Charity Benshaw’s Enchanted Paddle Emporium (upcoming), Sigil Fire, Glitter Lust (upcoming), Written on Skin, Club Beam, Pomegranate, A Red Dress for Christmas, The Black Magic Café, Fantasies in Red, Sweet Seductions, Holiday Cruise, Fetish Fair, Temptation Resorts: Jess, Temptation Resorts: Marnie, Taming the Beast, The Erotic Pagans Series: Beltane Fires, Samhain Shadows and Yuletide Temptation along with being a contributor to many anthologies. She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster movies.
Follow her on Twitter @erzabetbishop.
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July 11, 2016
Finding Love by Elodie Parkes
Happy start of the new week everyone! Today, Elodie Parkes stopped over to give us a glimpse of her new release Finding Love. Take a break from the Monday blahs, grab a coffee and check it out. Happy Reading!
In the second of the stories that take place in and surrounding the sex club, Candy Apple, handsome Jake watches Ellie from across the room. Week after week he longs to touch and kiss her, but holds back until he can't wait one more moment. Ellie has needs to fill...the trouble is they just might drive Jake away.
I got the inspiration for the Candy Apple from a building I pass on the outskirts of a city I often have to visit with my employment.The building is semi derelict and the upstairs windows are boarded up, but if you pass on foot, you can see into the ground floor where a corner of the paper that covers the window has bent and peeled away. Iâm naughty enough to stand on tiptoe and stare into the place regardless of people passing behind me on the sidewalk and staring at me LOLThe building is as I describe in the story, but the lights are all busted and the striped awning hangs away from the porch and flaps in the breeze.The room I could see inside was very long, reaching far back into the gloom. It was still opulent, like a stateroom. It had a huge staircase curving around the middle of the room. The outside steps lead to a room above the one I can see into and Iâd love to see into it, since I canât I had to imagine what might be like.I often get story ideas from places and buildings, especially old or mysterious looking ones. Sometimes I imagine what they might have looked like or been used for and thatâs when the setting for the story cements in my mind.
Now available on Amazon, a romance, contemporary, erotic, with a twist of darkness and suspense and naturally Elodie's must have HEA
Jakeâs a member of an elite club, the Candy Apple. Years ago, it used to be a gentlemenâs club, but now it caters for other needs. When he first sees Ellie sitting alone at one of the tables near the dance floor, he makes it his business to find out about her.Jakeâs enchanted by Ellie. He wants to give her what she needs.Ellie takes him up on the offer.The trouble is, Ellieâs needs will shock Jake and set him on a quest to find her, when after a night of passion and rescue, she slips away into the night.Finding Loveâa contemporary, erotic romance/suspense with a twist of darkness and an HEA.What would you do to find love?
Finding Love: Incident at the Candy AppleRead an excerpt
Ellieâs heart pounded as Jake pulled her over his knee. Sheâd been secretly watching him for weeks and now she was exactly where sheâd hoped to be. His strong thighs under her stomach felt so good that her pussy pulsed, drenching between her upper thighs. Heâs gorgeous, gentle, and so sexyâwhat a pityâ¦
He stroked her ass and down between her thighs sending a trail of delicious sensation up and down her legs. He feathered soft touches over the folds of her creaming entrance until she writhed back onto his hand wanting his fingers inside her.
Jakeâs murmur of appreciation gave her a shiver.
He slid a finger into her pussy and at the same time kissed her neck as he bent over her.
A low moan escaped her. The double pleasure sent her pulse racing and her thoughts receding. She ground against his palm, using the bench as leverage where she could reach with one hand. She was pure sensation.
His finger slipped from her. He pushed his hand under her and grasped her mound. He held her tight as he licked and teased with kisses along her ear, and neck.
Ellie pressed to him for more of the tingles that shot down her body. She groaned as his thumb pressed on her clit and sent a huge throb of sexual need through it.
In a gentle movement, he lifted her and brought her to sit on his lap.
His face against hers, she breathed in the light citrus scent of his cologne. She rubbed her cheek against his and shifted her head to find his delicious mouth for kisses.
He whispered as she moved. âTell me what you like. I want to give it to you.â
She nudged his nose with hers. The way he held her waist just about drove her crazy. âI want your fingers in me. Iâm so desperate to come now I canât think straight.â
He kissed her lips softly, lingering so sexily, she moaned. The kiss fueled her desire and she grabbed his head to kiss him hungrily. She broke contact to breathe, gulping in air as she realized just how much she wanted him.
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2016 Hot Ink Press
https://www.amazon.com/Finding-Love-Incident-Candy-Apple-ebook/dp/B01HNPDZ7E
http://a-fwd.com/asin=B01HNPDZ7E
In the second of the stories that take place in and surrounding the sex club, Candy Apple, handsome Jake watches Ellie from across the room. Week after week he longs to touch and kiss her, but holds back until he can't wait one more moment. Ellie has needs to fill...the trouble is they just might drive Jake away.
I got the inspiration for the Candy Apple from a building I pass on the outskirts of a city I often have to visit with my employment.The building is semi derelict and the upstairs windows are boarded up, but if you pass on foot, you can see into the ground floor where a corner of the paper that covers the window has bent and peeled away. Iâm naughty enough to stand on tiptoe and stare into the place regardless of people passing behind me on the sidewalk and staring at me LOLThe building is as I describe in the story, but the lights are all busted and the striped awning hangs away from the porch and flaps in the breeze.The room I could see inside was very long, reaching far back into the gloom. It was still opulent, like a stateroom. It had a huge staircase curving around the middle of the room. The outside steps lead to a room above the one I can see into and Iâd love to see into it, since I canât I had to imagine what might be like.I often get story ideas from places and buildings, especially old or mysterious looking ones. Sometimes I imagine what they might have looked like or been used for and thatâs when the setting for the story cements in my mind.
Now available on Amazon, a romance, contemporary, erotic, with a twist of darkness and suspense and naturally Elodie's must have HEA
Jakeâs a member of an elite club, the Candy Apple. Years ago, it used to be a gentlemenâs club, but now it caters for other needs. When he first sees Ellie sitting alone at one of the tables near the dance floor, he makes it his business to find out about her.Jakeâs enchanted by Ellie. He wants to give her what she needs.Ellie takes him up on the offer.The trouble is, Ellieâs needs will shock Jake and set him on a quest to find her, when after a night of passion and rescue, she slips away into the night.Finding Loveâa contemporary, erotic romance/suspense with a twist of darkness and an HEA.What would you do to find love?
Finding Love: Incident at the Candy AppleRead an excerpt
Ellieâs heart pounded as Jake pulled her over his knee. Sheâd been secretly watching him for weeks and now she was exactly where sheâd hoped to be. His strong thighs under her stomach felt so good that her pussy pulsed, drenching between her upper thighs. Heâs gorgeous, gentle, and so sexyâwhat a pityâ¦
He stroked her ass and down between her thighs sending a trail of delicious sensation up and down her legs. He feathered soft touches over the folds of her creaming entrance until she writhed back onto his hand wanting his fingers inside her.
Jakeâs murmur of appreciation gave her a shiver.
He slid a finger into her pussy and at the same time kissed her neck as he bent over her.
A low moan escaped her. The double pleasure sent her pulse racing and her thoughts receding. She ground against his palm, using the bench as leverage where she could reach with one hand. She was pure sensation.
His finger slipped from her. He pushed his hand under her and grasped her mound. He held her tight as he licked and teased with kisses along her ear, and neck.
Ellie pressed to him for more of the tingles that shot down her body. She groaned as his thumb pressed on her clit and sent a huge throb of sexual need through it.
In a gentle movement, he lifted her and brought her to sit on his lap.
His face against hers, she breathed in the light citrus scent of his cologne. She rubbed her cheek against his and shifted her head to find his delicious mouth for kisses.
He whispered as she moved. âTell me what you like. I want to give it to you.â
She nudged his nose with hers. The way he held her waist just about drove her crazy. âI want your fingers in me. Iâm so desperate to come now I canât think straight.â
He kissed her lips softly, lingering so sexily, she moaned. The kiss fueled her desire and she grabbed his head to kiss him hungrily. She broke contact to breathe, gulping in air as she realized just how much she wanted him.
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2016 Hot Ink Press
https://www.amazon.com/Finding-Love-Incident-Candy-Apple-ebook/dp/B01HNPDZ7E
http://a-fwd.com/asin=B01HNPDZ7E
July 6, 2016
Surprising Myself - New Audio Book Release
Happy Hump everyone! I don't know about where you live, but it's darn hot here! And it's about to get hotter. Lea Bronson is here today with a look at her new story Come Aboad. It's part of new audio book release Suprising Myself. Nothing says hot like fantasies and this book has thirteen steam-inducing ones that are guaranteed to raise the thermostat.
Grab a cool drink, check it out and Happy Reading! Thank you for hosting my first audio release, the erotica anthology SURPRISING MYSELF!
What is your secret fantasy? That one thing you dream of doing but have never had the chance to fulfill in real life… Thirteen writers present sexy, steamy stories of women getting the chance to live out their personal fantasies. What’s yours? Whether it’s several lovers at the same time for a pulse-pounding ménage scene or the allure of getting caught in public, these stories will set your mind ablaze. From voyeurism in a sex club to swinging, cuckolding to cosplay, SURPRISING MYSELF brings you stories from thirteen hot new writers to watch out for and just might make you think about fulfilling your own wildest fantasy.
ABOUT LEA BRONSEN'S STORY "COME ABOARD"
Lorna, a young American reporter, travels to a port town in France to cover a yacht race. She hopes she’ll be able to experience her wildest fantasy on the beach – sex in public. Due to getting on the wrong train, she has an argument with the controller, who she finds both immensely sexy and annoyingly arrogant.
When he brings her to the engine, pretending to restrain her but instead getting intimate with her, she sees the opportunity to live out her fantasy…
EXCERPT
If lucky, I might even meet a handsome Frenchman with whom to spend Saturday night. I’m single, have been for the past few months, and at twenty-three, the lack of sex for such a long time is driving me half-nuts. An interlude with a local hotness on one of the warm beaches of Sables sounds like an irresistible idea. Yes, a beach, or any other public place. The eBook I’m reading features a heroine getting the fuck of her life in an open park at night against a tree in full view of passersby. I want that kind of excitement, too. The three boyfriends I’ve had in the past few years were good in bed but not daring enough. I yearn for someone to do something crazy and a little forbidden with me, in public visibility. Surely, that hint of dangerousness, the possibility of being caught by the authorities, should increase the sexual experience—and our orgasms—tenfold.
For now, I’ll have to do with checking out the cute Maghrebian controller while waiting for him to examine my ticket. Row after row, he walks the narrow aisle toward me, distributing polite smiles to the passengers and answering questions. Tall and broad-shouldered, he has the looks and build of a soccer player. A black tribal tattoo appears below the short sleeve of his purple shirt and travels down his sun-kissed, muscular forearm. Beneath his gray cap, he sports a short buzz cut, and two or three days’ worth of black beard stubble covers his cheeks and chin, just enough to make him…oh, God, immensely sexy. With full lips, a strong nose, and black olive-shaped eyes, he’s a gem of North Africa, an exotic, roughly polished jewel. He would definitely fit in my fuck-on-the-beach fantasy.
BOOK LINKS
Audio: Insatiable Press / Amazon
EBook: Amazon.com / Amazon.uk / Barnes & Noble / Kobo
Preview the book on Amazon
Add the book to Goodreads
See pictures on Pinterest
ABOUT LEA BRONSEN
I like my reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strive to give my own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with my debut novel Wild Hearted, I divide my writing time between psychological thriller, suspense romance, and erotic contemporary romance.
I love to hear from my readers! Write to leabronsen@yahoo.com or meet me on:
Website / Lea's Crazy Nights Blog / Facebook profile / Facebook page / Twitter / Amazon
Grab a cool drink, check it out and Happy Reading! Thank you for hosting my first audio release, the erotica anthology SURPRISING MYSELF!
What is your secret fantasy? That one thing you dream of doing but have never had the chance to fulfill in real life… Thirteen writers present sexy, steamy stories of women getting the chance to live out their personal fantasies. What’s yours? Whether it’s several lovers at the same time for a pulse-pounding ménage scene or the allure of getting caught in public, these stories will set your mind ablaze. From voyeurism in a sex club to swinging, cuckolding to cosplay, SURPRISING MYSELF brings you stories from thirteen hot new writers to watch out for and just might make you think about fulfilling your own wildest fantasy.
ABOUT LEA BRONSEN'S STORY "COME ABOARD"Lorna, a young American reporter, travels to a port town in France to cover a yacht race. She hopes she’ll be able to experience her wildest fantasy on the beach – sex in public. Due to getting on the wrong train, she has an argument with the controller, who she finds both immensely sexy and annoyingly arrogant.
When he brings her to the engine, pretending to restrain her but instead getting intimate with her, she sees the opportunity to live out her fantasy…
EXCERPT
If lucky, I might even meet a handsome Frenchman with whom to spend Saturday night. I’m single, have been for the past few months, and at twenty-three, the lack of sex for such a long time is driving me half-nuts. An interlude with a local hotness on one of the warm beaches of Sables sounds like an irresistible idea. Yes, a beach, or any other public place. The eBook I’m reading features a heroine getting the fuck of her life in an open park at night against a tree in full view of passersby. I want that kind of excitement, too. The three boyfriends I’ve had in the past few years were good in bed but not daring enough. I yearn for someone to do something crazy and a little forbidden with me, in public visibility. Surely, that hint of dangerousness, the possibility of being caught by the authorities, should increase the sexual experience—and our orgasms—tenfold.
For now, I’ll have to do with checking out the cute Maghrebian controller while waiting for him to examine my ticket. Row after row, he walks the narrow aisle toward me, distributing polite smiles to the passengers and answering questions. Tall and broad-shouldered, he has the looks and build of a soccer player. A black tribal tattoo appears below the short sleeve of his purple shirt and travels down his sun-kissed, muscular forearm. Beneath his gray cap, he sports a short buzz cut, and two or three days’ worth of black beard stubble covers his cheeks and chin, just enough to make him…oh, God, immensely sexy. With full lips, a strong nose, and black olive-shaped eyes, he’s a gem of North Africa, an exotic, roughly polished jewel. He would definitely fit in my fuck-on-the-beach fantasy.
BOOK LINKS
Audio: Insatiable Press / Amazon
EBook: Amazon.com / Amazon.uk / Barnes & Noble / Kobo
Preview the book on Amazon
Add the book to Goodreads
See pictures on Pinterest
ABOUT LEA BRONSEN
I like my reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strive to give my own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with my debut novel Wild Hearted, I divide my writing time between psychological thriller, suspense romance, and erotic contemporary romance.I love to hear from my readers! Write to leabronsen@yahoo.com or meet me on:
Website / Lea's Crazy Nights Blog / Facebook profile / Facebook page / Twitter / Amazon
June 29, 2016
Precious Cargo by Sarah Marsh
Happy Wednesday! Today, Sarah Marsh popped over to give us a taste of her new release Precious Cargo. Check it out, enjoy the day and as always Happy Reading! 
Blurb
What would you do if you woke to find yourself confronted with an entirely new universe? Alison Baker deals with it the best way she knows how, one day at a time.
Alison wakes in the midst of a nightmare, complete with monsters included. She winds up being rescued by three alien males but when it comes to her future she’ll need to learn to open up her mind and her heart if she hopes to survive the virus that her kidnappers infected her with.
Clan Drogan are quite content with their lives and careers, when their ship gets attacked by pirates and they are forced to protect themselves, their spoils of war come in the most unexpected of packages. They’ve never met any female like Ali before, and her sweet and caring nature draws them to her like a moth to a flame. But they have commitments of their own when it comes to their future, will the three of them be able to decide once and for all if their intended mate back home is the right one for them? Or will they follow their instincts and see where their attraction to Alison leads?
Ali knows that Conn, Kal, and Tannen are meant for another woman, but she can’t seem to help herself when it comes to falling for the three charming men. They introduce her to pleasures she’s never even imagined; how could just a taste ever really be enough? When they finally arrive on the men’s home planet of Dolak, she sees first hand that her competition for their hearts is fierce and not about to go away quietly.
Will she find the strength to stand up and fight for what she wants?
Purchase Links
All Romance Ebooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-preciouscargo-2061227-145.html
Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/precious-cargo-by-sarah-marsh/
Amazon: https://www.amzn.com/B01HFNB72O
Excerpt:
Warning: Adult Content
Kal had been trying all morning to get some work done, but his mind kept wandering back to delectable little Ali, and eventually he just quit what he was doing and went to track down her and Conn to see what they had gotten up to. He certainly hadn’t been expecting to find what he had when he’d walked into the observatory, but the sight of the two of them half naked, kissing on the couch brought his cock to full attention in a matter of seconds.
“I see I’ve arrived just in the nick of time.” Kal smiled as he walked up to the couple and ran a finger gently along Alison’s flushed cheek. “Is there room for one more?”
He loved the way her blush got brighter as she bit her lip and nodded yes to him. Conn lifted his head from nibbling on her neck, and Kal slowly leaned in to take the other man’s mouth in a sultry, deep kiss. Alison’s breathing became even more rapid and her eyes went heavy with lust as she took in the scene before her.
Kal had his suspicions that Ali would enjoy seeing him with Conn and Tannen, and it seemed he was correct. The aroma of her desire was filling the room, causing their own pheromones to increase in return. Their sweet little Alison couldn’t have been a better match for them if she’d come straight from their wildest fantasies. It seemed that his plan to convince his two bond mates of that fact was coming to fruition without much interference from him at all. He stopped for a moment to watch as Conn continued to grind himself against the woman below him, drawing sweet whimpers from her lips.
“Get naked and get over here,” Conn said to him after he broke the kiss, and returned to torment Alison with kisses on her neck as Kal rounded the couch and began to undress.
Just as last night, Kal could feel her eyes roaming over his skin as he took off his clothes, and a thrill went through him at the thought that she admired what most of his people saw as a defect. The only other two beings in his life that had ever looked at him that way were Tannen and Conn, and once he’d found them, he’d vowed never to let them go.
Kal loved the sound of her gasp as he took his briefs off along with his pants this time, revealing his long, hard cock that was aching for both her and his Captain.
“Isn’t he beautiful?” Conn whispered in her ear, as they both watched Kal undress, with rapt desire. “It always takes my breath away to see the contrast of his skin against my own.”
Ali looked from one to the other, a slow smile forming on her beautiful lips, and Kal could only hope that she was imagining them entwined in each other’s arms.
“He is,” she finally agreed on a sigh, as Kal finished and moved towards them.
Conn finally released her arms, only to move his hands down her torso, and he began to slowly raise the shirt that had been covering her.
“May I?” Conn asked, looking deep into her eyes for permission to remove the barrier.
****
Alison was so enthralled by the directness of his gaze that she simply nodded in agreement, biting her lip again once the shirt was removed and she was naked to them.
“Ah, no biting, lovely. That’s our job now,” Kal said as his eyes dropped to her mouth and he knelt in front of them both. “I’ve been dreaming about these lips.”
By the time he leaned in and pressed his soft mouth against hers, she could no longer hold back. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in for a deep kiss. He seemed to be surprised at first, but then she felt his hands move down to caress her aching breasts and he returned her kiss with exactly the passion and heat she was craving.
“You two are so sexy together,” Conn said as he claimed one of her breasts with his mouth, sucking her nipple deep into his warmth.
She could feel his still-covered cock lightly rubbing back and forth against her pussy. To have the both of them touching her at the same time was scrambling her senses with sensation overload. The harder Kal kissed her, the more Alison felt as though she wanted to crawl right into him, and she couldn’t help but slide her hands into his wavy dark hair to pull him closer.
She felt her nails dig into his skin, but all she could do was moan and suck at his tongue wanting everything he had to give.
Kal pulled away, and Ali was bereft at the sudden loss of contact. When she opened her eyes and looked up both men were staring at her with such a look of hunger it took her breath away.
“Why did you stop?” she asked desperately, panting hard.
“Gods, Ali, you could burn me alive,” Kal said in a low growl. “Why don’t we help our Captain out of his pants?”
Ali watched as Kal knelt on the couch behind Conn and began to nibble and lick on the other man’s neck, causing Conn to moan, his head falling back in pleasure. Kal took one of Alison’s hands in his own and slowly brought it down to caress his bond mate's chest and stomach until finally they found the closure to his pants and released it. Conn groaned loudly when both Ali and Kal’s hands reached inside and found his long, hard cock and stroked it together.
“Are you two trying to kill me?” Conn growled as he opened his eyes and looked down at their combined fingers gliding over his hard flesh.
Alison looked down at Conn kneeling between her thighs, his dark skin such a lovely contrast with Kal’s silver arms around him and the pale cream of her own hand wrapped tightly around his thick shaft. Their skin was a slightly different texture than hers. It was almost like a soft velvet, and she couldn’t stop wanting to roll her entire naked body against them both.
The pleasure was so decadent, she almost felt high just from touching them, especially with their combined scents playing at her senses.
“You need to take the pants off, Conn,” she said, tightening her grip on his cock and stroking it slowly, gratified to see a small bead of moisture collect at the tip.
“As you wish, my lady,” Conn said, before leaning forward to kiss her and then climbing off the couch to remove the last of his clothes, leaving him just as naked as she and Kal.
Alison was distracted watching the thick muscles of Conn’s well-toned body as he stood back up, and then she felt Kal’s hands move along her thighs and open her legs further as Conn laughed out loud.
“You bastard!” Conn teased. “I knew you would steal my spot!”
About Sarah Marsh
Sarah Marsh was born in British Columbia where she still lives, she has only recently began her writing career finding it the perfect outlet for taking the edge off a nine to five office job. She’s been a science fiction and romance junkie for years and when her imagination started to take the characters she’d read about even further in their adventures she decided to try writing something of her own.
Sarah’s also a former pastry chef and spends a lot of time cooking and baking for friends and family as well as painting and knitting. Her biggest weaknesses are animals of any kind…she even loves the ones that wake you up at four in the morning because they can almost see the bottom of their food dish.
When it comes to life in general she’s a big believer that laughter is the best medicine and that there’s no such thing as too much love, which is why she’s such a sucker for a happy ending.
Connect with me!
Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/sarah-marsh
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/author/sarahmarshfiction
Blog: http://sarahmarshfiction.com/
Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/sarahmarshfiction/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SM_fiction
Facebook Street Team link: https://www.facebook.com/groups/955387561187276/
Blurb
What would you do if you woke to find yourself confronted with an entirely new universe? Alison Baker deals with it the best way she knows how, one day at a time.
Alison wakes in the midst of a nightmare, complete with monsters included. She winds up being rescued by three alien males but when it comes to her future she’ll need to learn to open up her mind and her heart if she hopes to survive the virus that her kidnappers infected her with.
Clan Drogan are quite content with their lives and careers, when their ship gets attacked by pirates and they are forced to protect themselves, their spoils of war come in the most unexpected of packages. They’ve never met any female like Ali before, and her sweet and caring nature draws them to her like a moth to a flame. But they have commitments of their own when it comes to their future, will the three of them be able to decide once and for all if their intended mate back home is the right one for them? Or will they follow their instincts and see where their attraction to Alison leads?
Ali knows that Conn, Kal, and Tannen are meant for another woman, but she can’t seem to help herself when it comes to falling for the three charming men. They introduce her to pleasures she’s never even imagined; how could just a taste ever really be enough? When they finally arrive on the men’s home planet of Dolak, she sees first hand that her competition for their hearts is fierce and not about to go away quietly.
Will she find the strength to stand up and fight for what she wants?
Purchase Links
All Romance Ebooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-preciouscargo-2061227-145.html
Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/precious-cargo-by-sarah-marsh/
Amazon: https://www.amzn.com/B01HFNB72O
Excerpt: Warning: Adult Content
Kal had been trying all morning to get some work done, but his mind kept wandering back to delectable little Ali, and eventually he just quit what he was doing and went to track down her and Conn to see what they had gotten up to. He certainly hadn’t been expecting to find what he had when he’d walked into the observatory, but the sight of the two of them half naked, kissing on the couch brought his cock to full attention in a matter of seconds.
“I see I’ve arrived just in the nick of time.” Kal smiled as he walked up to the couple and ran a finger gently along Alison’s flushed cheek. “Is there room for one more?”
He loved the way her blush got brighter as she bit her lip and nodded yes to him. Conn lifted his head from nibbling on her neck, and Kal slowly leaned in to take the other man’s mouth in a sultry, deep kiss. Alison’s breathing became even more rapid and her eyes went heavy with lust as she took in the scene before her.
Kal had his suspicions that Ali would enjoy seeing him with Conn and Tannen, and it seemed he was correct. The aroma of her desire was filling the room, causing their own pheromones to increase in return. Their sweet little Alison couldn’t have been a better match for them if she’d come straight from their wildest fantasies. It seemed that his plan to convince his two bond mates of that fact was coming to fruition without much interference from him at all. He stopped for a moment to watch as Conn continued to grind himself against the woman below him, drawing sweet whimpers from her lips.
“Get naked and get over here,” Conn said to him after he broke the kiss, and returned to torment Alison with kisses on her neck as Kal rounded the couch and began to undress.
Just as last night, Kal could feel her eyes roaming over his skin as he took off his clothes, and a thrill went through him at the thought that she admired what most of his people saw as a defect. The only other two beings in his life that had ever looked at him that way were Tannen and Conn, and once he’d found them, he’d vowed never to let them go.
Kal loved the sound of her gasp as he took his briefs off along with his pants this time, revealing his long, hard cock that was aching for both her and his Captain.
“Isn’t he beautiful?” Conn whispered in her ear, as they both watched Kal undress, with rapt desire. “It always takes my breath away to see the contrast of his skin against my own.”
Ali looked from one to the other, a slow smile forming on her beautiful lips, and Kal could only hope that she was imagining them entwined in each other’s arms.
“He is,” she finally agreed on a sigh, as Kal finished and moved towards them.
Conn finally released her arms, only to move his hands down her torso, and he began to slowly raise the shirt that had been covering her.
“May I?” Conn asked, looking deep into her eyes for permission to remove the barrier.
****
Alison was so enthralled by the directness of his gaze that she simply nodded in agreement, biting her lip again once the shirt was removed and she was naked to them.
“Ah, no biting, lovely. That’s our job now,” Kal said as his eyes dropped to her mouth and he knelt in front of them both. “I’ve been dreaming about these lips.”
By the time he leaned in and pressed his soft mouth against hers, she could no longer hold back. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in for a deep kiss. He seemed to be surprised at first, but then she felt his hands move down to caress her aching breasts and he returned her kiss with exactly the passion and heat she was craving.
“You two are so sexy together,” Conn said as he claimed one of her breasts with his mouth, sucking her nipple deep into his warmth.
She could feel his still-covered cock lightly rubbing back and forth against her pussy. To have the both of them touching her at the same time was scrambling her senses with sensation overload. The harder Kal kissed her, the more Alison felt as though she wanted to crawl right into him, and she couldn’t help but slide her hands into his wavy dark hair to pull him closer.
She felt her nails dig into his skin, but all she could do was moan and suck at his tongue wanting everything he had to give.
Kal pulled away, and Ali was bereft at the sudden loss of contact. When she opened her eyes and looked up both men were staring at her with such a look of hunger it took her breath away.
“Why did you stop?” she asked desperately, panting hard.
“Gods, Ali, you could burn me alive,” Kal said in a low growl. “Why don’t we help our Captain out of his pants?”
Ali watched as Kal knelt on the couch behind Conn and began to nibble and lick on the other man’s neck, causing Conn to moan, his head falling back in pleasure. Kal took one of Alison’s hands in his own and slowly brought it down to caress his bond mate's chest and stomach until finally they found the closure to his pants and released it. Conn groaned loudly when both Ali and Kal’s hands reached inside and found his long, hard cock and stroked it together.
“Are you two trying to kill me?” Conn growled as he opened his eyes and looked down at their combined fingers gliding over his hard flesh.
Alison looked down at Conn kneeling between her thighs, his dark skin such a lovely contrast with Kal’s silver arms around him and the pale cream of her own hand wrapped tightly around his thick shaft. Their skin was a slightly different texture than hers. It was almost like a soft velvet, and she couldn’t stop wanting to roll her entire naked body against them both.
The pleasure was so decadent, she almost felt high just from touching them, especially with their combined scents playing at her senses.
“You need to take the pants off, Conn,” she said, tightening her grip on his cock and stroking it slowly, gratified to see a small bead of moisture collect at the tip.
“As you wish, my lady,” Conn said, before leaning forward to kiss her and then climbing off the couch to remove the last of his clothes, leaving him just as naked as she and Kal.
Alison was distracted watching the thick muscles of Conn’s well-toned body as he stood back up, and then she felt Kal’s hands move along her thighs and open her legs further as Conn laughed out loud.
“You bastard!” Conn teased. “I knew you would steal my spot!”
About Sarah Marsh
Sarah Marsh was born in British Columbia where she still lives, she has only recently began her writing career finding it the perfect outlet for taking the edge off a nine to five office job. She’s been a science fiction and romance junkie for years and when her imagination started to take the characters she’d read about even further in their adventures she decided to try writing something of her own.
Sarah’s also a former pastry chef and spends a lot of time cooking and baking for friends and family as well as painting and knitting. Her biggest weaknesses are animals of any kind…she even loves the ones that wake you up at four in the morning because they can almost see the bottom of their food dish.
When it comes to life in general she’s a big believer that laughter is the best medicine and that there’s no such thing as too much love, which is why she’s such a sucker for a happy ending.
Connect with me!Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/sarah-marsh
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/author/sarahmarshfiction
Blog: http://sarahmarshfiction.com/
Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/sarahmarshfiction/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/SM_fiction
Facebook Street Team link: https://www.facebook.com/groups/955387561187276/
June 27, 2016
Unyielding by Ravenna Tate
Happy Monday everyone! It's the start of the new week and you know what that means. We get to check out a hot new release. Today, Ravenna Tate is on the blog with her newest story Unyielding. Take a break, grab a coffee and enjoy! Happy Reading!
UNYIELDING - Tortured Love 1***Click HERE to purchase directly fromEvernight Publishing***
BLURB
Graphic designer Lynda Shelton has agreed to marry Mergers and Acquisitions legend Merrick Dalton for one reason only - to save her family's company. She's warned this is a marriage in name only. Merrick will never love her. That's fine with Lynda because she has sworn off men.
Merrick Dalton has wanted Shelton Energy for a long time, so when he's asked to save the company, he jumps at the chance. He has vowed never to love another woman, but Merrick can give Lynda what he's been assured she wants - material comfort and social standing.
The one place where Merrick and Lynda connect is in bed. She has a penchant for his kinky tastes, and he stirs desire in her like she's never known. But when their secrets surface, the reason they married turns into a dangerous game of illusions and lies.
EXCERPT
Warning: Adult Content
He kissed her rough and hard, shoving his tongue into her mouth. Lynda melted against him, powerless to do anything except enjoy it. Her hands circled his waist, then moved to his firm ass. He moaned deep in his throat, so she pushed his sweatpants down and reached between their bodies to grasp his cock.
"Oh, baby..." He trailed his tongue across her cheek then down to her neck, where he planted tiny bites along her jaw and collarbone. Lynda stroked him, moving her hand up and down over the entire length of his dick. "That feels so fucking nice!"
He was rock hard and slick, and she was sure she'd go out of her mind with need. Merrick moved his hand off her face and slid it between her legs, massaging her clit with one thumb while his fingers probed her wetness. "You're ready for me, aren't you, Lynda?"
"Yes!"
He let go of her and stepped back, then removed his sweats and tossed them across the room. When he embraced her again, he eased them both down to the floor. He covered her body with his and kissed her again, taking his time and torturing her with desire.
She moaned into his mouth and writhed against him, running her hands up and down his back and ass. He had such a beautiful body, and the way his muscles flexed under her touch left her breathless. The power emanating from this man was intoxicating. She couldn't get enough.
Merrick released her mouth and trailed his tongue and hands over her breasts again, then spread her legs and dove between them. "I can smell how fucking ready you are for me."
She cried out as he clamped his mouth on her pussy, sucking hard. It took mere seconds for her to come, and when he realized what was happening, he pushed two fingers into her wetness. Lynda was nothing at that moment except a body filled with lust. Her mind couldn't process anything except Merrick and what he did to her.
Merrick moved his fingers in and out, prolonging her contractions until she could hardly breathe, and then he slid a finger into her ass. This time, it didn't burn. It only served to make her want more inside there. She wanted him to fill her up and fuck her raw. She'd never felt this way about sex. Not even close. This man had put a spell on her and she was powerless under it, but that's exactly where she wanted to be.
He removed his fingers and kissed her again, rough and hard. "I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck you so hard."
"Yes ... please..."
Merrick brushed a hand across her hair in a tender gesture that left her speechless, and then he sat back on his heels, lifted her hips from underneath, and plunged his dick into her pussy. She groaned loudly as the sweet sensations from his thrusting washed over her. Her back hurt from lying on the floor, but she didn't give a shit. She never wanted this to stop.
He pulled her into a sitting position so she was on top of him, and then kissed her again, cupping her face with both hands. When he released it, he grasped her hips and moved her up and down. "That's it, baby. Fuck me good."
With his cock pushing all the way inside like this, Lynda gasped at the combination of pain and pleasure coursing through her body. He was so damn big! But it felt fucking incredible. She clung to his arms and shivered as the muscles in them flexed with each movement.
"Look at me." Their eyes met, and Lynda's heart fluttered at the expression on his face. It was a combination of pure lust and awe. "You're my wife. You're mine. I'm not letting you go."
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Graphic designer Lynda Shelton has agreed to marry Mergers and Acquisitions legend Merrick Dalton for one reason only - to save her family's company. She's warned this is a marriage in name only. Merrick will never love her. That's fine with Lynda because she has sworn off men.
Merrick Dalton has wanted Shelton Energy for a long time, so when he's asked to save the company, he jumps at the chance. He has vowed never to love another woman, but Merrick can give Lynda what he's been assured she wants - material comfort and social standing.
The one place where Merrick and Lynda connect is in bed. She has a penchant for his kinky tastes, and he stirs desire in her like she's never known. But when their secrets surface, the reason they married turns into a dangerous game of illusions and lies.
EXCERPT
Warning: Adult Content
He kissed her rough and hard, shoving his tongue into her mouth. Lynda melted against him, powerless to do anything except enjoy it. Her hands circled his waist, then moved to his firm ass. He moaned deep in his throat, so she pushed his sweatpants down and reached between their bodies to grasp his cock.
"Oh, baby..." He trailed his tongue across her cheek then down to her neck, where he planted tiny bites along her jaw and collarbone. Lynda stroked him, moving her hand up and down over the entire length of his dick. "That feels so fucking nice!"
He was rock hard and slick, and she was sure she'd go out of her mind with need. Merrick moved his hand off her face and slid it between her legs, massaging her clit with one thumb while his fingers probed her wetness. "You're ready for me, aren't you, Lynda?"
"Yes!"
He let go of her and stepped back, then removed his sweats and tossed them across the room. When he embraced her again, he eased them both down to the floor. He covered her body with his and kissed her again, taking his time and torturing her with desire.
She moaned into his mouth and writhed against him, running her hands up and down his back and ass. He had such a beautiful body, and the way his muscles flexed under her touch left her breathless. The power emanating from this man was intoxicating. She couldn't get enough.
Merrick released her mouth and trailed his tongue and hands over her breasts again, then spread her legs and dove between them. "I can smell how fucking ready you are for me."
She cried out as he clamped his mouth on her pussy, sucking hard. It took mere seconds for her to come, and when he realized what was happening, he pushed two fingers into her wetness. Lynda was nothing at that moment except a body filled with lust. Her mind couldn't process anything except Merrick and what he did to her.
Merrick moved his fingers in and out, prolonging her contractions until she could hardly breathe, and then he slid a finger into her ass. This time, it didn't burn. It only served to make her want more inside there. She wanted him to fill her up and fuck her raw. She'd never felt this way about sex. Not even close. This man had put a spell on her and she was powerless under it, but that's exactly where she wanted to be.
He removed his fingers and kissed her again, rough and hard. "I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck you so hard."
"Yes ... please..."
Merrick brushed a hand across her hair in a tender gesture that left her speechless, and then he sat back on his heels, lifted her hips from underneath, and plunged his dick into her pussy. She groaned loudly as the sweet sensations from his thrusting washed over her. Her back hurt from lying on the floor, but she didn't give a shit. She never wanted this to stop.
He pulled her into a sitting position so she was on top of him, and then kissed her again, cupping her face with both hands. When he released it, he grasped her hips and moved her up and down. "That's it, baby. Fuck me good."
With his cock pushing all the way inside like this, Lynda gasped at the combination of pain and pleasure coursing through her body. He was so damn big! But it felt fucking incredible. She clung to his arms and shivered as the muscles in them flexed with each movement.
"Look at me." Their eyes met, and Lynda's heart fluttered at the expression on his face. It was a combination of pure lust and awe. "You're my wife. You're mine. I'm not letting you go."
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June 20, 2016
Leave Me Breathless by Elodie Parkes
Happy First Day of Summer everyone! Today, Elodie Parkes stopped over to talk about the inspiration for her newest release Leave Me Breathless. Check it out, stay cool and Happy Reading! Thank you for inviting me to the blog with new erotic romance release from Evernight Publishing, 'Leave me Breathless' 
Leave me Breathless
Dishy Seth Callahan relocates one of his business offices to a pretty Louisiana town. He's lonely and discovers an emptiness inside him he just can't fill ... that is until he starts his house parties, where he fills the hollow with sultry encounters.Four years later, his house parties attract lonely people looking for sensual comfort from far and wide.
Rosanna Pyne arrives in town seeking solace after a bad relationship, and her neighbors take her to one of Seth's parties. Seth notices her right away. He approaches her, but Rosanna backs away from Seth's steamy advances. Seth falls into fantasizing in a most erotic way about the lovely Rosanna until one night she makes a move on him.
Rosanna is looking for someone to love her. Is there any chance it might be Seth?
I wrote 'Leave me Breathless' after seeing a magazine article about the old plantation mansions in Louisiana. Intrigued by the different architectural styles and the history, I looked them up online. As I read about the old plantations and about some of the mansions remaining I became aware of the gorgeous surrounds and gardens that are spread around Louisiana. One particular garden and large house that caught my eye as I cruised the internet sparked the idea for this story. I imagined a lonely man on a business trip falling in love with a mansion, buying the place, and moving, only to find his loneliness hadn't dissipated in the beautiful place. Then he hits on the idea of holding house parties...Seth Callahan is a sensual guy but as soon as he sees Rosanna at one of his parties his sexual appetite goes wild and his needs flash over him until he's desperate to possess her. Naturally this is a love story, an erotic romance with an HEA, because I must have one. I hope you enjoy this summer story
Read an excerpt
The outside of Magnolias had been painted a cool, ethereal blue in the seventies, many years before Seth Callahan bought the mansion. The house took its name from the abundance of beautiful flowering trees that grew along one side of the estate, and no one could remember the place ever being called anything else. As the sun set, the blue became tinged with a multitude of almost transparent pinks that shimmered in the hot summer air. That's when the silver-white fairy lights would appear twinkling in the grounds of Magnolias, and soft strains of music drifted on the evening breeze.
Seth had fallen in love with the mansion and surrounding estate as soon as he saw it. The whole place evoked fantasies in Seth's lonely heart, and filled it with hope of erotic nights. Seth's somber moods lifted there, and it wasn't long before he found a way to share this sexy atmosphere with the beautiful and curious people in town.
* * * *
Seth watched from his seat on the balcony as the stream of people arrived at the house party. He'd divided his massive French Colonial style house into public and private, much like his life. Seth had built two reputations since arriving from New York four years earlier, one as a high-achieving businessman, and the other as the host of an elite sex club that operated under the guise of house parties. Seth liked to sit on the wraparound balcony of Magnolias, his Louisiana home, with a glass of iced tea, and check out the people who'd come to sample swinging, swapping, and the sensual dance of flirting that led to sex if they chose.
He swished the remains of the pale golden liquid around. It had warmed in the humid air, and Seth placed the tall glass on the table. Enticing laughter reached him. He stood to lean over the balcony rail and look more closely at his guests.
That's when he saw her, the pale-green silk of her dress blown against her body in a revealing caress by the evening breeze. The thin fabric outlined her nipples and flat stomach. It clung to her as if in love with the perfection of her figure. Seth's gaze followed the flow of her long dark hair as tendrils lifted and swept her breasts. He sighed with pleasure. The sight of her made his cock stir. She's lovely, sexy body. Wonder who she is? Maybe Pearl knows. Who's that she's with? Copyright Elodie Parkes 2016 Evernight Publishing June 16 release
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About Elodie
I'm a writer who is in love with happy endings, currently based in southern UK.
I love: music, art, flowers, trees, the ocean. I work with antiques by day and words by night. Like a vampire, darkness is my friend, that's when the silence is only broken by an occasional hoot of owls in the woodlands opposite my home, and I write.
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Leave me BreathlessDishy Seth Callahan relocates one of his business offices to a pretty Louisiana town. He's lonely and discovers an emptiness inside him he just can't fill ... that is until he starts his house parties, where he fills the hollow with sultry encounters.Four years later, his house parties attract lonely people looking for sensual comfort from far and wide.
Rosanna Pyne arrives in town seeking solace after a bad relationship, and her neighbors take her to one of Seth's parties. Seth notices her right away. He approaches her, but Rosanna backs away from Seth's steamy advances. Seth falls into fantasizing in a most erotic way about the lovely Rosanna until one night she makes a move on him.
Rosanna is looking for someone to love her. Is there any chance it might be Seth?
I wrote 'Leave me Breathless' after seeing a magazine article about the old plantation mansions in Louisiana. Intrigued by the different architectural styles and the history, I looked them up online. As I read about the old plantations and about some of the mansions remaining I became aware of the gorgeous surrounds and gardens that are spread around Louisiana. One particular garden and large house that caught my eye as I cruised the internet sparked the idea for this story. I imagined a lonely man on a business trip falling in love with a mansion, buying the place, and moving, only to find his loneliness hadn't dissipated in the beautiful place. Then he hits on the idea of holding house parties...Seth Callahan is a sensual guy but as soon as he sees Rosanna at one of his parties his sexual appetite goes wild and his needs flash over him until he's desperate to possess her. Naturally this is a love story, an erotic romance with an HEA, because I must have one. I hope you enjoy this summer story Read an excerptThe outside of Magnolias had been painted a cool, ethereal blue in the seventies, many years before Seth Callahan bought the mansion. The house took its name from the abundance of beautiful flowering trees that grew along one side of the estate, and no one could remember the place ever being called anything else. As the sun set, the blue became tinged with a multitude of almost transparent pinks that shimmered in the hot summer air. That's when the silver-white fairy lights would appear twinkling in the grounds of Magnolias, and soft strains of music drifted on the evening breeze.
Seth had fallen in love with the mansion and surrounding estate as soon as he saw it. The whole place evoked fantasies in Seth's lonely heart, and filled it with hope of erotic nights. Seth's somber moods lifted there, and it wasn't long before he found a way to share this sexy atmosphere with the beautiful and curious people in town.
* * * *
Seth watched from his seat on the balcony as the stream of people arrived at the house party. He'd divided his massive French Colonial style house into public and private, much like his life. Seth had built two reputations since arriving from New York four years earlier, one as a high-achieving businessman, and the other as the host of an elite sex club that operated under the guise of house parties. Seth liked to sit on the wraparound balcony of Magnolias, his Louisiana home, with a glass of iced tea, and check out the people who'd come to sample swinging, swapping, and the sensual dance of flirting that led to sex if they chose.
He swished the remains of the pale golden liquid around. It had warmed in the humid air, and Seth placed the tall glass on the table. Enticing laughter reached him. He stood to lean over the balcony rail and look more closely at his guests.
That's when he saw her, the pale-green silk of her dress blown against her body in a revealing caress by the evening breeze. The thin fabric outlined her nipples and flat stomach. It clung to her as if in love with the perfection of her figure. Seth's gaze followed the flow of her long dark hair as tendrils lifted and swept her breasts. He sighed with pleasure. The sight of her made his cock stir. She's lovely, sexy body. Wonder who she is? Maybe Pearl knows. Who's that she's with? Copyright Elodie Parkes 2016 Evernight Publishing June 16 release
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About Elodie
I'm a writer who is in love with happy endings, currently based in southern UK.
I love: music, art, flowers, trees, the ocean. I work with antiques by day and words by night. Like a vampire, darkness is my friend, that's when the silence is only broken by an occasional hoot of owls in the woodlands opposite my home, and I write.
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June 13, 2016
Stayed For Alpha by Rose Wulf
Happy Monday everyone! Today, Rose Wulf stopped on over to help get our week started. Check out her new release Stayed For Alpha. It's the 3rd book in her Night Shadows series and just what we need to get us through the Monday blahs.
Enjoy and Happy Reading! Hello again! Thank you so much for having me back! This time Iâm here to tell you about the latest installment in my Night Shadows series: Stayed for Alpha!
Blurb:Adam Jefferies is a young Alpha taking a big risk. He wants to set down roots in California - a state largely claimed by the oldest and most powerful vampires. He's going to have to earn their place the hard way.Whitney King is a Rogue wolf with a single purpose in life: get revenge for the pack that took her in so many years ago. The pack that was slaughtered by a dangerous vampire. She's tracked that vampire to California and she's prepared to risk her life to end him. But she's not prepared to find something worth living for...When Adam takes Whitney in she says it's temporary. He knows it won't be, but he'll have to show her why if he wants her to stay.
Excerpt:But when was the last time Rogues traveled in groups? Maybe that was the problem. Dylan was obviously Rogue. That alone would give most wolves reason to be cautious. Brody and Camila were followers. Gammas. Their attaching themselves to a stronger wolf made sense. And if Dylan had Alpha in him, his acceptance of them would make sense, too. But he swore he didnât. Adam just wasnât sure whether or not he believed that. As he watched, Dylan leaned a little too far into Whitneyâs personal space and Whitney recoiled. Adam felt a surge of possessiveness flare inside him. Dylan was flirting with her and it pissed him off. Fortunately, Whitneyâs rejection of those advances was fairly obvious. Except, apparently, to Dylan. Dylanâs arm extended as though he were reaching for her and Whitney moved fluidly to her feet. Out of reach. Adam took a step forward on instinct. âHey, Dylan,â Jim called from the grill a heartbeat later. He gestured with the tongs he held. âWhy donât I show you how to work this thing?â That was probably for the best. Although if Adamâs possessive instincts didnât cool off, Dylanâs time with them would have to be cut short. Whitney used the opportunity to extract herself from the others and strode toward him purposefully. She stepped right into his personal space like she belonged there. âKiss me,â she breathed. âMake a scene.â Adam didnât really need to be asked, but he didnât bother to explain that, either. Instead he wrapped his arms around her waist and hauled her up to his lips. His tongue slipped into her mouth without resistance and Whitneyâs hands dug into his shoulders as she held onto him. He nearly growled against her lips. Suddenly he felt like heâd been starving for her, and it was harder than it should have been to keep the kiss from leading somewhere. He was hard and suitably breathless when the kiss broke. The sound of her own uneven breathing drew a brief grin from him. Until he remembered the reason for her demand. âWas Dylan bothering you?â he asked, voice low so as not to carry. Whitney laid her head on his shoulder, face turned in so that she could talk quietly. âMore like annoying. Iâm hoping heâll take the hint.â Doing his best to smother his growl, Adam bent his head and traced his lips along her slender throat. âWeâll just keep reinforcing it.â Right then, right in that moment, Adam would have marked her as his just to keep her safe from another wolfâs harassment. As it was, he vowed that for as long as she was his heâd make sure his scent lingered on her skin. Thick enough that no wolf with half a nose could miss it. âAre you sure about including them?â Whitney asked, drawing him out of his lust-induced frenzy. Mostly. Adam frowned and lifted his head so that his chin rested on her head. She fit perfectly against him. Slender and soft, a good head shorter. Perfect for holding in his arms and wrapping himself around. But this wasnât the time to be thinking about those things. Those might be things best left unexplored, even. âIâm reserving judgment. I have to consider it, at least.â
Buy Links:Amazon â Evernight â Barnes & Noble â AllRomance â BookStrand â Kobo â WebsiteAbout Rose: Rose Wulf is a giant romance fangirl. Hot, protective, sometimes even downright barbaric heroes and spitfire heroines are her favorites. Rose has been writing for as long as she can remember, and over the years sheâs only grown fonder of it. The bonds between characters have always captivated her, and as an author those are Roseâs favorite things to play with â not always to the relief of her fictional babies! Behind the scenes Rose is a quiet personality. She enjoys spending her non-writing time with her German Shepherd, Shadow, her mom, and her friends. Be it a fun game of Cards Against Humanity or a relaxing movie night, Rose believes everything is better with company. As for her own romance, sheâs still searching for her hero (and hoping that, when she does find him, heâll be willing to cook!).Where you can find Rose:Website / Blog / Twitter / Facebook / Amazon / Goodreads / Tsu / Triberr / Instagram
Enjoy and Happy Reading! Hello again! Thank you so much for having me back! This time Iâm here to tell you about the latest installment in my Night Shadows series: Stayed for Alpha!
Blurb:Adam Jefferies is a young Alpha taking a big risk. He wants to set down roots in California - a state largely claimed by the oldest and most powerful vampires. He's going to have to earn their place the hard way.Whitney King is a Rogue wolf with a single purpose in life: get revenge for the pack that took her in so many years ago. The pack that was slaughtered by a dangerous vampire. She's tracked that vampire to California and she's prepared to risk her life to end him. But she's not prepared to find something worth living for...When Adam takes Whitney in she says it's temporary. He knows it won't be, but he'll have to show her why if he wants her to stay.
Excerpt:But when was the last time Rogues traveled in groups? Maybe that was the problem. Dylan was obviously Rogue. That alone would give most wolves reason to be cautious. Brody and Camila were followers. Gammas. Their attaching themselves to a stronger wolf made sense. And if Dylan had Alpha in him, his acceptance of them would make sense, too. But he swore he didnât. Adam just wasnât sure whether or not he believed that. As he watched, Dylan leaned a little too far into Whitneyâs personal space and Whitney recoiled. Adam felt a surge of possessiveness flare inside him. Dylan was flirting with her and it pissed him off. Fortunately, Whitneyâs rejection of those advances was fairly obvious. Except, apparently, to Dylan. Dylanâs arm extended as though he were reaching for her and Whitney moved fluidly to her feet. Out of reach. Adam took a step forward on instinct. âHey, Dylan,â Jim called from the grill a heartbeat later. He gestured with the tongs he held. âWhy donât I show you how to work this thing?â That was probably for the best. Although if Adamâs possessive instincts didnât cool off, Dylanâs time with them would have to be cut short. Whitney used the opportunity to extract herself from the others and strode toward him purposefully. She stepped right into his personal space like she belonged there. âKiss me,â she breathed. âMake a scene.â Adam didnât really need to be asked, but he didnât bother to explain that, either. Instead he wrapped his arms around her waist and hauled her up to his lips. His tongue slipped into her mouth without resistance and Whitneyâs hands dug into his shoulders as she held onto him. He nearly growled against her lips. Suddenly he felt like heâd been starving for her, and it was harder than it should have been to keep the kiss from leading somewhere. He was hard and suitably breathless when the kiss broke. The sound of her own uneven breathing drew a brief grin from him. Until he remembered the reason for her demand. âWas Dylan bothering you?â he asked, voice low so as not to carry. Whitney laid her head on his shoulder, face turned in so that she could talk quietly. âMore like annoying. Iâm hoping heâll take the hint.â Doing his best to smother his growl, Adam bent his head and traced his lips along her slender throat. âWeâll just keep reinforcing it.â Right then, right in that moment, Adam would have marked her as his just to keep her safe from another wolfâs harassment. As it was, he vowed that for as long as she was his heâd make sure his scent lingered on her skin. Thick enough that no wolf with half a nose could miss it. âAre you sure about including them?â Whitney asked, drawing him out of his lust-induced frenzy. Mostly. Adam frowned and lifted his head so that his chin rested on her head. She fit perfectly against him. Slender and soft, a good head shorter. Perfect for holding in his arms and wrapping himself around. But this wasnât the time to be thinking about those things. Those might be things best left unexplored, even. âIâm reserving judgment. I have to consider it, at least.â
Buy Links:Amazon â Evernight â Barnes & Noble â AllRomance â BookStrand â Kobo â WebsiteAbout Rose: Rose Wulf is a giant romance fangirl. Hot, protective, sometimes even downright barbaric heroes and spitfire heroines are her favorites. Rose has been writing for as long as she can remember, and over the years sheâs only grown fonder of it. The bonds between characters have always captivated her, and as an author those are Roseâs favorite things to play with â not always to the relief of her fictional babies! Behind the scenes Rose is a quiet personality. She enjoys spending her non-writing time with her German Shepherd, Shadow, her mom, and her friends. Be it a fun game of Cards Against Humanity or a relaxing movie night, Rose believes everything is better with company. As for her own romance, sheâs still searching for her hero (and hoping that, when she does find him, heâll be willing to cook!).Where you can find Rose:Website / Blog / Twitter / Facebook / Amazon / Goodreads / Tsu / Triberr / Instagram
June 8, 2016
Chevron's Mate by April Zyon
Who needs a mid-week pick up? If you're looking for a good read to help get you through the the rest of the mind-numbing and tedius work week, check out April Zyon's new release Chevron's Mate. Sci-fi, spacel travel, and out-of-this-world goodness at its best!
Chevon's MateSpace Wars 5by April ZyonPublished by Evernight PublishingCover and Banners by Simply Defined Art by Jay Aheer
About Chevon's Mate:Laura Troxell was a Craegin woman who had everything in place for a long and loving life. She was engaged to the man of her dreams, had a brother that adored her and a position she absolutely loved. Well, that was until her world fell apart and the truth about her brother and fiancé came to light. Dumping her ex had her taking a nice long trip on a pleasure cruise around the Craegin universe, including traveling close to the neutral zone with Imarian space. It was thrilling and fun all in one. It was a non-stop party until someone decided to dump her like the proverbial trash, thankfully they, at least, dumped her in a life pod instead of just shoving her out of an airlock.
Chevon von Janus was a man who held his duty to train the next soldiers very seriously. He was a man that was a stickler for the rules, even when it came to an unknown life pod coming toward them from the neutral zone. Everything went by the letter in saving whoever was in the pod, he just never expected for the person to be a woman, a Craegin woman at that, but more than anything he hadn’t expected her to be his soul bonded mate. Talk about a surprise to the by the books commander.
The combustion between the two was felt immediately. However Laura had another secret to tell him, one that she was certain the Craegin’s wouldn’t want the Imarian’s to know about and when she did it certainly did heat up the war that was already sizzling between their peoples.
Chevon first has to keep Laura safe from his crew and then he has to work with old friends to figure out how to keep all of them safe. Life was going to get very interesting for these two very quickly. But no one ever said that love was easy, at least not when you were from two different cultures, cultures that happened to be at war.
Good thing that they had such amazing friends ready to go to the mat for them or their love would never know the light of day.
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Chevon's MateSpace Wars 5by April ZyonPublished by Evernight PublishingCover and Banners by Simply Defined Art by Jay Aheer
About Chevon's Mate:Laura Troxell was a Craegin woman who had everything in place for a long and loving life. She was engaged to the man of her dreams, had a brother that adored her and a position she absolutely loved. Well, that was until her world fell apart and the truth about her brother and fiancé came to light. Dumping her ex had her taking a nice long trip on a pleasure cruise around the Craegin universe, including traveling close to the neutral zone with Imarian space. It was thrilling and fun all in one. It was a non-stop party until someone decided to dump her like the proverbial trash, thankfully they, at least, dumped her in a life pod instead of just shoving her out of an airlock.
Chevon von Janus was a man who held his duty to train the next soldiers very seriously. He was a man that was a stickler for the rules, even when it came to an unknown life pod coming toward them from the neutral zone. Everything went by the letter in saving whoever was in the pod, he just never expected for the person to be a woman, a Craegin woman at that, but more than anything he hadn’t expected her to be his soul bonded mate. Talk about a surprise to the by the books commander.
The combustion between the two was felt immediately. However Laura had another secret to tell him, one that she was certain the Craegin’s wouldn’t want the Imarian’s to know about and when she did it certainly did heat up the war that was already sizzling between their peoples.
Chevon first has to keep Laura safe from his crew and then he has to work with old friends to figure out how to keep all of them safe. Life was going to get very interesting for these two very quickly. But no one ever said that love was easy, at least not when you were from two different cultures, cultures that happened to be at war.
Good thing that they had such amazing friends ready to go to the mat for them or their love would never know the light of day.
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The books of Space Wars...
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