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November 19, 2015
Silver Belles and Stetsons Western #Romance Christmas Anthology #99cents #Cowboys
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Welcome to Sensuous Promos Book Tour for Silver Belles and Stetsons. This holiday boxed set features ten novellas by Amazon best selling and Award-Winning Authors and will be available for only a limited time.
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Bestselling and Award-winning authors bring you ten western romance novellas featuring alpha-cowboys from the past. This boxed set will take you back in time when men were rugged and handsome and the women who loved them courageous and daring.
The Greatest Gift: A Montana Cowboy Christmas by Kathleen Ball. Amazon Bestselling and Award- Wining Author. Looking for the man who ran out on her, Ginger finds a cowboy worthy of love but he doesn’t want or need love.
Stone Mountain Christmas by Caroline Clemmons, Amazon Bestselling and Award-Winning Author. Can Celia restore the town’s Christmas spirit? “A beautifully written story about love and hope and all the emotions Christmas brings out in people.” Karren Lucas
Catherine’s Cowboy by Cait Braxton, Amazon Bestselling and Award-Winning Author. During a supernatural dust storm, Fate steps in when rugged army tracker Elam helps Catherine deliver her child.
Angel and the Texan from County Cork by Carra Copelin. Amazon Bestselling and Award-Winning Author. Does Angel trust marriage to the man she suspects of killing her husband or the stranger who promises to pay off her debt and set her free if she decides their marriage of convenience won’t work?
The Drifter’s Proposal by Kristin Holt, Amazon Bestselling Author. The baker’s man is home for Christmas… “Compelling. Heartwarming. Tender.” ~Diane Darcy, USA Today Bestselling Author
The Perfect Gift by Lyn Horner, Award-winning author. Friendship has blossomed into young love, but it seems destined to die on the vine…until an unexpected Christmas gift promises happiness.
Marshal Mistletoe by Susan Horsnell. She married the wrong man. Will fate intervene?
Christmas Redemption by Paty Jager, Amazon Bestselling and Award-Winning Author. Can two battered hearts find solace or will the past continue to haunt their lives? “A story of forgiveness that has a wonderful hero who has worked hard to redeem himself.”
A Hard Candy Christmas by Hebby Roman, Amazon Bestselling Author. Two damaged souls. Can their budding love and the healing power of Christmas bring them together?
Christmas Cowboy by Margaret Tanner. Will a miracle Christmas baby unite two tortured souls, or will it forever keep them apart?
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If purchased separately you’d pay at least 75% more than the steal of a deal you’re getting at the 99cent price point that this set is offered at. So get your copy from Amazon before it’s too late!
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Spotlight on Masters to the Rescue by Clair DeLune
Thank you for hosting me for my latest book, Masters to the Rescue. This book releases on November 19th with Siren Publishing. If your readers would like to they can post questions to me on Twitter using the hashtag ClairdeLune#clairdlunebooks and I will answer them as I see them.
Masters to the Rescue
Blurb:
When the cat’s away the mouse will play. But when the cat is a Dom, the mouse better have an excellent reason for her deception.
Master Angus is absent on business, but he knows his sub, Jane is hiding something from him. He comes home early to discover what it is and he finds himself faced with a problem. He finds a unique and satisfying solution with the help of his friends in Prometheus in Chains
Jane Scott thinks it’s better to keep her secret than to worry and her Master while he’s away. She’s bent on helping her friend Jaimie Wright to sort his life out forgets the price to be paid by an errant sub.
**BDSM with spanking, Kinbaku and fire-play
BOOK COVER… in a separate attachment
Background to the story
Prometheus in Chains no 13 and the latest episode in the lives of Master Angus and his Jane
STORY EXCERPT:
They arrived at Prometheus in Chains in a very happy mood, after a delicious Italian meal. Angus and Eric parked side by side, and they followed their subs into the club. Jane and Emma went into the ladies’ locker room to get dressed, and the two Doms entered the main room. Angus looked around and breathed in deeply. He loved the sights, sounds, and smells of the place. Prometheus had the furniture polished with lavender wax because it reminded him of his mother’s house. Angus loved the smell, because it brought back happy memories of his childhood, too. He loved the slap of paddles on flesh, the screams or moans of the subs, and the smells of wood, leather, and sex. The subs were all in bright-coloured corsets tonight, like a flock of birds of paradise. Llewellyn had his latest class gathered around the raised area, where a demonstration of Kinbaku was taking place. They were all looking on in fascination as the Rope Master bound his sub with a dark-green rope that contrasted very well with his lightly tanned skin. Knowing Llewellyn as he did, that wouldn’t be the end of it. They’d have a clip board soon and would be interviewing the Dom and the sub. Angus smiled. The next generation of Doms and subs were in the best possible hands. One of the subs, seen from the back, looked familiar to him, but he couldn’t place him, maybe when he turned around, he’d recognise him. He was standing next to Niall, whom Angus did recognise. Just then Jane and Emma arrived.
“Goodness, what’s Jaimie doing here,” Jane asked.
“I knew he was familiar, but I couldn’t place him. You can catch him in the subs’ area and find out,” Angus suggested. Then he and Eric escorted their subs to the bar, where Prometheus and Jenny joined them.
“Jane, what a wonderful idea you had. Melanie is setting up the crèche and training some of the younger subs to help. The equipment will be stored in that old office, but the crèche will be in here on the day of the subs’ tea. She suggested that both mothers and babies would be happier if they could see and hear each other to start with. After that we shall see how it goes. It will be wonderful to chat with everyone and not have to keep haring after young Thomas. Melanie will partition off a corner of the room and everyone who has children has contributed some equipment. Let’s hope it’s a success.
“Eric, I need a word, can you come too, Angus?” Prometheus asked. The three Doms set off for Prometheus’s office.
* * * *
Emma and Jenny looked at Jane.
“Isn’t that just typical? We have a night out, and they need to talk business. Let’s go and sit in the subs’ area. There are some new members, and we can find out all about them,” Jenny said.
“Little Miss Snoopy-Pants,” Jane said and giggled, and then she linked arms with them. “Yes, do let’s go find out.”
Emma helped Jane down the steps to the sunken area where the subs gathered when not doing a scene. Llewellyn’s new subs were there, Jaimie amongst them. He stood up and hugged Jane.
“Jaimie, how lovely to see you! How are you? What on earth are you doing here?”
“Hello, Jane. I’m here because of Niall. We’re an item. He’s such a gorgeous hunk.”
“Hang on a bit. Slow down and do tell all,” Jane said.
“Well, after your nice meal, I went back to see the flat. He helped me with my stuff and we arranged it together. We had a carryout in front of the TV, and talked for hours. We have so much in common. Over the next couple of weeks we er…got close and…”
“It’s okay, Jaimie,” Emma said in encouragement. “Nothing can make us blush. Do tell all.”
“Okay. Well he’s drop-dead-gorgeous, and one thing led to another, and before I knew what was happening I was tied to the bedhead. I have to say it was the most amazing sex I’ve ever had, but I expect you all know about that.”
“Yes, we do,” Jenny said. “Doms will be Doms, after all.”
“Well, after that, I did a lot of research and I liked what I read,” Jaimie said.
“All of it?” Jane asked, astonished.
“No, not the most violent things.” Jaimie shuddered. “I discussed it with Niall, and he’s of the same opinion. He suggested that I come along with him as his sub to Master Llewellyn’s class to see how I got on. He’s learning to be a Dom, and I’m learning to be a sub.”
“Well that all sounds wonderful. I’m glad you’re happy. It’s about time you had some good luck. I need to ask you a favour. I’m not sure that this is the right place, but here goes.
© Clair de Lune, Siren Publishing, 2015
ADULT EXCERPT
Now let’s eat our sandwiches and drink our tea, then we are going home.” He handed her the plate, and she took a ham and tomato sandwich and bit into it. He took another, and soon they’d worked their way through the whole pile.” Angus sat back and sighed.
“That’s better. I always forget just how good the food is here.”
“Let me get you some cake or a scone from the subs’ tea,” Jane suggested.
“No. I’ve eaten enough. Now I intend to satisfy my other and more pressing need,” he said, and he stroked his throbbing cock, which was pressing against the zipper of his trousers in a painful manner.
“But, the Doms’ meeting and the subs’ tea…”
“Sod the subs and their tea. This zipper is going to do permanent damage to my cock if I don’t get out of these infernal trousers. Besides I want you at home and naked. I haven’t been inside you for almost a week and those ‘phone sessions left me frustrated and horny as hell. Hurry up and drink your tea. I can’t wait for you to get your things and get into your car. You, mo run, are going home.”
Jane stood, her tea forgotten as she hurried as best she could to collect her things and go to her car. Angus got into his and followed her out of the carpark. Once at home he abandoned his suitcase and briefcase in the car and followed her into the house. He closed the door and took her in his arms. His mouth descended on hers, and he was lost in the heat and flames of a desire so strong that it made him tremble. This was going to be hard and fast, and to judge by the way she was squirming and wriggling against him, she wanted it that way too.
He lifted her against the wall and freed his cock. He was swollen and painful, but she was going to relieve that pain. She moaned as he stroked her tongue with his. Then he sucked, and she tightened her arms about him. She wore a short skirt and no knickers, as always. He slipped his dick into her pussy. She was wet and slick and so very hot. She grasped his cock and arched her back as he slammed into her. From this angle every stroke rubbed along the ridge that was her G-spot, and the mewling, moaning sounds she made were music to his ears. God how I’ve missed her. He tightened his hold on her. He wasn’t going to last long. He reached between them with one hand and found her clit. She kissed him with increasing passion as one of his long fingers rubbed in circles over her swollen bud. He felt its hardness and knew she was almost there. He increased the pressure as he thrust into her deeply satisfying, welcoming heat.
God, how I’ve missed her. He wouldn’t be leaving her behind ever again. His hips took on a life of their own as he felt his climax gathering. He pressed and pinched her clit, and she jerked uncontrollably in his arms. Her muscles clenched around his dick, their vice-like grip pushing him over the edge as, with a low moan of satisfaction, he came deep inside her. His legs trembled, and he staggered into the lounge with Jane in his arms.
He lowered her onto the sofa and followed her down, his cock still inside her. He knew she loved to feel his weight on top of her, so he stayed there holding her until his softening dick slid out of her and his legs regained their strength, and then he stood, pulled her to her feet, and kissed her deeply.
“I’ve missed you so much, my sweetheart,” he murmured against her hair. Her perfume intoxicated him. The smell of her arousal and his release mingled in a heady scent, and he inhaled deeply. She was his. He’d been foolish beyond belief to have doubted her, but she was his world. She was in his heart, his soul, and every waking moment she was in his thoughts. He should have realized. He should have trusted her. But she should have told him. He wanted full communication. That way there were no misunderstandings or doubts. He’d get them both cleaned up and ‘phone Xander at once. His Jane was limping and in pain, and he would sort it out. Then she’d have her arse warmed for making him worried and not telling him right away.
© Clair de Lune, Siren Publishing, 2015
Author bio:
I live in Dumfries and Galloway in Southern Scotland, although I was born in South Yorkshire. I spent many happy years teaching, and when I retired I became bored with just the domestic routine.
My youngest son challenged me to write a novel of my own, and I wrote Initiation, book one in the Prometheus in Chains series. Since then writing has become an important part of my life. It’s been like a roller-coaster ride, and a very pleasurable one at that. When I sent off my first book to Siren, I had no idea what I was setting in motion. I joined Facebook, something I never dreamed I’d do, but I have made many good friends on there, some readers and some fellow authors. Writing has certainly changed my life.
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November 17, 2015
Spotlight on The Bass [Living Victorious] by Moira Callahan
BLURB:
Living Victorious, 2
Cateline Lyon has never forgotten the boy she gave her heart to. When they have a chance to reconnect she takes the opportunity. No matter the challenges that may come from his fame, she won’t let him get away again.
Shade Benson always turns to music for comfort. It’s his way of expressing the emotions he never could talk about. Having Cateline back in his life, crazy though it may be, he feels the beginnings of a song lighting up his soul. All for her.
EXCERPT:
When he lowered his face toward hers, Cat grabbed onto his waist until she found the belt loops, and could hook her fingers through them. She had a feeling she was going to need an anchor. His lips brushed gently to hers, causing her breath to catch in her throat. Letting it out in a rush, she barely had time to suck in another lungful before he took her mouth.
Moaning, she let her lids drift down. One hand at a time, she moved them to hook around his neck until she was practically hanging off him. Not that he apparently minded if the growl he let loose was anything to go by. His hands tightened on her ass, and then he lifted. Knowing what he wanted, Cat jumped to wrap her legs around his waist.
Shade began to move, but wherever he was taking her, she didn’t care. Winding her arms around his neck, she broke the kiss to suck in some air. It was only a moment he gave her before taking her mouth again as he hit the stairs.
Cat rocked her hips against him and the seam at her crotch rubbed to his prominent erection. When Shade tore his mouth from hers to curse, Cateline pressed her mouth to his neck and grinned. She gave the tendon in his neck a little bite, and ground against his cock again.
Another curse sounded he stumbled up the last couple steps. She soon found her back pressed to the wall with his body pressing tighter to hers. Cat pushed her hands into his hair, and lifted her face to kiss him again. “Shade,” she said. Then she let out a moan against his mouth. “Need you, now.”
He must have agreed because his hands landed on her ass, and she felt them moving again. Tightening her hold on his hair, Cateline brushed kisses all over his face. The door slamming shut warned her they were finally in his bedroom. Which meant the bed was close.
Something she soon found herself bouncing on with a shriek when he tossed her. Pressing her hand to the mattress, she sat up quickly to face him. Whatever she’d been about to say was lost when her brain scrambled upon seeing him starting to strip down.
Her mouth actually went dry when he pulled the shirt over his head to bare his torso. She’d laid against that chest last night, but hadn’t seen it. This morning she sadly hadn’t been paying attention. Scrambling for the edge, Cat knelt down as close as she could get and pressed her hands to his skin. Her fingers brushed over the tattoo on his chest. Sucking in a sharp breath, she felt tears welling up at the tiny furry kitten curled up wearing a collar bearing her name on the tag.
“Shade.” Somehow she managed to force his name out around the emotional lump residing in her throat.
His hand came down over hers to flatten her palm to his flesh. “First one I put on my skin, Cat. The only one that holds more meaning than I could ever express.”
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AUTHOR BIO:
Moira Callahan is a Canadian born and raised author. She loves to write, and only has a few select criteria that have to be in each of her books. A great story, steamy romance, and a HEA ending. The sub-genre isn’t as important to her as making whatever she writes feel real, and in the moment to her readers.
To that end she insists her characters be as real as everyday folks, even if they are blessed with a little fictional fairy dust to make them anyone’s personal fantasy. They must have faults, they must have a weakness, and they must have soul. To that end she writes her characters with a mixture of traits – a dash from herself, and something borrowed from a friend. This way the character is as perfectly imperfect as any other person on the planet.
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November 15, 2015
Spotlight on Double Down by N.J. Young
Thank you for having me on your blog today! I appreciate the opportunity to introduce myself to your readers and talk about my new release, Double Down! Double Down is the first title in my Ozark Magic series. In the first book, you will meet many of the interesting characters that live in the lake resort town of Magic, Missouri. Magic is full of love, adventure, super hot guys, and the occasional murder…
Double Down (Ozark Magic, #1)
Izzy Craig might live in a town called Magic, but her life is anything but. After nursing her beloved grandfather, he has passed away, leaving her to manage a busy lake resort and an unrequited crush on the town’s sheriff, Graham Nolan. Things start to look up when Graham’s estranged brother Chris comes to town. If she can’t have one handsome Nolan man, maybe his twin will do.
Graham’s feelings for Izzy have always been complicated . . . and intense. When he realizes that his brother has encroached on his territory, he’s not sure if he can deal. They’ve tried sharing a woman before, and that ended in heartache for everyone. But when Izzy’s sketchy uncle enters the picture, Graham’s cop senses go on high alert. He may very well have to trust his brother, Izzy, and himself, if he wants to keep the woman he loves safe.
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Excerpt
Her soft lips pressed against his mouth, causing Graham’s eyes to widen in surprise. He’d sensed her unease, so her sudden aggressiveness took him aback for a moment. She wanted them? Was that what she was saying with this kiss?
Stepping forward, Izzy pressed her body against his and he groaned at the feel of her firm breasts pressed against his chest. When her tongue hesitantly probed through his parted lips, he would have lost control if it weren’t for Chris standing behind her dramatically clearing his throat.
Grasping her shoulders, it took every ounce of strength in Graham to push Izzy away and plant her back on her feet. Her lips were slightly swollen, and her blue eyes had darkened. Before he could catch his breath to speak, a stunned look crossed her pretty face.
“I – I’m sorry. You said this wasn’t the right time. Obviously you don’t want to – I – I shouldn’t have. . .” She trailed off, trying to step away, but both of them reached for her at the same time. Dammit, he hadn’t meant to upset her.
Looking to his brother for help, Graham was relieved when Chris leaned into Izzy without hesitation, easing her worry.
“You have to tell us, baby,” Chris murmured against her ear. “Trust me, we want nothing more than to kiss your pretty lips until your head swims, but you have to tell us what you want first.”
“I don’t want to guess wrong,” Graham agreed, reaching for her hand and entwining his fingers with hers. “It would be easy for us to just take you, toss you on the bed, make you come over and over.” He stepped closer to her as her eyes started to glaze at that statement. “And maybe that’s what you want. Us taking you without you having to actually make the decision.” He brushed her swollen lips with the pad of his finger. “But it doesn’t work that way, sweetheart. You have to tell us what you want.”
“But – but – I thought you liked to dominate.” Damn, that low, breathy voice did things to him.
He had to bite back a groan. The thought of dominating Izzy, tying her up, spanking that pretty round ass caused him to harden to the point of pain. “Baby, I need to know that you want us – together – as much as we want you. We need your consent, Iz. And once you do consent, you should know that we won’t go easy on you.”
Her jaw dropped open a bit as her eyes dilated, and Graham grinned as she tried to figure out what he meant. Behind her, Chris gave him a sly smile.
“I – I —” she stammered, and then bit her lip and took a shaky breath.
“Deep breath, sweetheart,” Chris crooned, his lips finding her ear again. Graham shot him a warning look. If he didn’t quit kissing her, she wasn’t going to be able to form a thought, much less words.
“I – I want you.” Her breathy voice was barely audible, and he stepped close enough to press himself against her, sandwiching her in between himself and Chris.
Taking another long shaky breath, she tried again. “I want both of you – to – to make love to me.” The way her milky skin flushed led Graham to believe that she’d never actually said that to a man before, never asked for what she wanted.
Her words empowered him. She wanted them. She was theirs. He leaned forward to take her lips, cupping her face in his large hands so he could tilt her head how he wanted. His tongue traced the line of her lips until they parted, allowing him access. He swallowed her light whimper as his tongue delved deeper. And she kissed him back. Oh how she kissed him back. When her hands clutched at his arms, he eased back, gently nipping her bottom lip.
“Chris,” Graham spoke to his brother without looking away from Izzy. “Undress her. I want her naked.”
Her breath caught in her throat, and she jerked her head back to look at Chris who smiled wickedly. “With pleasure.”
As Graham backed up to allow his brother room, Chris walked around to stand in front of Izzy. He jokingly rolled his eyes at Graham. “He can be a little bossy,” he said to her with a wink.
Graham watched as his brother ran his hands lightly down her arms, before lifting her arms over her head. He quickly stripped off her black blouse before tugging off the khaki pants she wore.
When Chris stepped back, he darted a glance at his twin, and Graham could see that his eyes were as molten as he felt inside.
Izzy stood before both of them in only her black bra and panties, looking from one man to the other as their steel gazes swept up and down her body, ravenously consuming every inch of her. When a shiver went through her, Graham reached out to envelop her in his arms. “Are we making you nervous, sweetheart?”
She shook her head, a little smile playing at her mouth.
Chris reached out, needing to touch her, and Graham passed her off to his brother. “Are you sure? I know we can be a little overwhelming.”
“I’m sure,” she said, smiling at their concern. “Very sure. I need you. Both of you. I want you both so much, so badly. I just . . .” She stumbled. “I um —”
“What, baby? What’s wrong?” Graham asked. When her gaze slid away, he lifted her chin up. “Look at me, Iz. What’s wrong? You need to be honest with us or I will smack that pretty ass right now.”
The brief flaring of her eyes told Graham she would enjoy a spanking, his hand pounding her ass. Now, there was some fun they could have later.
About N.J. Young
N.J. Young has been a writer since she was old enough to hold a pencil. After realizing the trials of corporate America weren’t for her, she decided to leave that world behind and pursue her true dream of writing.
Instead of spending her days writing sexy texts to her husband and engaging in “that’s what she said” jokes, she took that energy and poured it into her books. Sprinkle in a couple of hot guys, a little suspense, and a few sexual fantasies, and her first book was born. She now spends her days drinking coffee at her computer, while diving into the adventures of the imaginary friends who live in her novels.
N.J. Young was born and raised in the Midwest, and currently resides in the Kansas City area with her husband, two children, and a menagerie of animals. When she’s not writing, she enjoys horror movies, live music, cooking, and telling her kids why they can’t read mommy’s books.
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November 14, 2015
Spotlight on Testing Tom by Lucy Felthouse @cw1985 #erotica #romance #bdsm #femdom
When Katrina’s ex, Tom, turns up on her doorstep, he’s literally the last person she was expecting to see. After dumping her and running off with a vanilla chick, Tom broke the Domme’s heart and left her seriously hurting. So when he returns, begging for another chance, Katrina is understandably very confused and protective of her bruised feelings. She finds it very difficult to believe that he’s turned his back on a vanilla lifestyle for good and wants to be with her, a professional dominatrix. Rather than letting her head or her heart figure out what to do, whether to forgive him, she decides to put Tom through a series of challenges that will prove his devotion to her—or not. Testing Tom is not something she’d ever expected she’d have to do, but to her, it’s the only way she can be sure whether he’s back for good.
This is a previously published work. It has been edited for Evernight Publishing.
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Excerpt:
Katrina was halfway through an episode of her favorite drama series when her doorbell rang. She jumped, gasping as her heart lurched painfully, then pressed ‘pause’ on the remote control. Wincing slightly as she unfolded her legs from beneath her bottom—she’d been watching the program back-to-back for a couple of hours and she was stiff—she moved to the window and peered out through a gap in the curtains, careful not to let the mystery visitor see her, should she need to ignore them. Cold callers were common in her area, and drove her crazy. If she wanted to buy something, she’d contact them, not the other way around.
As it happened, it wasn’t a salesperson. She ducked back from the window, clenched her hands into fists.
“What the fuck is he doing here?”
He was literally the last person she’d expected to see standing at her door. Prince William or George Clooney would have been less of a shock.
For there, outside her house, stood the man that had broken her heart several months ago. Thomas Black. She hadn’t seen hide nor hair of him since, and now, totally out of the blue, he’d turned up.
Katrina contemplated ignoring him, going back to her show and pretending she wasn’t in. But apparently that wasn’t an option.
“I know you’re there, Katrina,” he yelled through the letterbox, “your car is on the drive, and I can see the glow of the telly through the curtains.”
Katrina decided it was time to get thicker curtains. Not wanting to cause a scene, which her nosey neighbors would no doubt adore, she moved to the front door, unlocked it and flung it open.
“Get in,” she said, quickly closing the door behind him, then turning to face her unwanted visitor. “What the hell do you want?”
He held his hands up in supplication, then spoke. “Look, I know I’m probably the last person you expected to see—wanted to see—but I have to talk to you. Please?”
He adopted the puppy-dog look he’d long-since perfected. Katrina sighed.
“You’ve got five minutes. Sit down.”
They moved over to the sitting area, and Katrina deliberately sat in the chair, so Tom couldn’t sit next to her. Settling onto the end of the sofa nearest to her, he clasped his hands together, presumably to summon his courage, and began.
“Kat, I’m here to say I’m sorry, all right? I was wrong, so wrong, to finish with you the way I did and go off with Alicia.”
“She dumped you, has she?” Katrina clenched her teeth, and felt the rage beginning to build inside her. If Tom thought he could come running back to her because his bimbo had ditched him, then he had another think coming.
“No,” he said firmly, and, she suspected, honestly. “I finished with her, actually. When I realized that I wasn’t happy with her. She never made me feel the way you do, Kat. Not once. And I know, I know it’s my fault. I wanted something… different from what we had, or at least I thought I did. I couldn’t help thinking at the time that what we did was wrong, was weird. Abnormal, even. So when Alicia started flirting with me at work, I started thinking perhaps I should try for something normal. Like everybody else out there.”
He fixed her with his soulful gaze, and continued. “But I couldn’t have been more wrong. Yes, Alicia offered me normality, a vanilla relationship, but I soon discovered it couldn’t satisfy me. Sure, she could make me come in all the usual ways—”
“Ugh, I don’t want to hear this, Tom. I don’t want to hear about your sex life with someone else!”
“Sorry, Kat. Please, just let me finish?”
When she gave a curt nod, he carried on speaking.
“Alicia could make me come in all the usual ways—I am just a man, after all—but it wasn’t the same. Wasn’t as good. It wasn’t long before I started to miss you, miss what we had together, both in and out of the bedroom. I ignored it for as long as I could, forced myself to make the effort with Alicia, but it just got to the stage where I couldn’t do it anymore. Couldn’t ignore what I was, what I enjoyed, what I needed. And that’s you, Kat. I need you, and everything that goes with you.”
As a Domme, Katrina had become an expert in hiding her feelings, whether she was aroused, angry, happy, sad… it was all stuffed behind a stern facial expression. Now, though, she almost faltered. When Tom had left her, she’d remained cool and silent until the door had slammed. Then she’d broken down. She’d been deeply in love with him, and his decision had left her devastated. Months down the line, her love for him hadn’t faded, not one bit, and the fact that he was here, right now, apparently trying to get her back, was something she’d never expected. She didn’t know whether to laugh, cry or throw something at him.
She didn’t do any of those things. She kept her face straight, her thoughts whizzing through her head at a hundred miles per hour. Eventually, after letting him squirm in his seat for a minute or so, she replied. “So what exactly are you saying, Tom? What do you want?” She knew the answer, but she wanted to make him suffer, the way he had done to her after ditching her for something, someone, that could never satisfy him.
(And by readers, I mean, namely me) I had the pleasure of reading this book in exchange for an honest review. Testing Tom dabbles in something a little bit less mainstream. The idea of a Domme. Sure we see them pop up from time to time in books, but they barely ever slide into the heroine spot in a book. This was a refreshing change, at least for me, because there’s nothing sexier than a man strong enough to take on the world, that chooses to submit for his lady love.
In this particular book, we find out that Thomas has done the unforgivable in leaving Katrina for someone far more ‘vanilla’ than she is. When he comes crawling back, Katrina has an important decision to make. Can she allow herself to forgive Tom his mistakes and pick up where they left off? Is there anything he can do to prove his devotion to her?
I LOVE LOVE LOVED this book. The characters were vivid and real. It takes a lot for an author to sell me on characters getting back together after a betrayal and Lucy managed to do just that. I found myself seeing both sides of the situation and empathizing with them both. It was a fantastic book that I’d highly recommend!
Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9
November 13, 2015
Spotlight on Ghosts of Kingston Cottage [Revenant Investigations] by Libby Bishop
Medium and paranormal investigator Arabella Pierce is sent with her crew to Kingston Cottage, a haunted Maine seafarer’s cottage on an isolated island, but for this investigation, her boss has stuck them with skeptical reporter Lucas Brown. Though he’s hot as they come, Arabella can’t trust a man whose sole job is to discredit her and the work she does. Not after what happened with the last few skeptics…
All Lucas may want is the truth, but that doesn’t change her feelings towards him. When the ghosts appear, she and Lucas must work together—in tight quarters—to convince the resident ghosts to move on before a storm strands the entire crew on the island. Can Arabella put aside her prejudices long enough to see what the ghosts are trying to tell her? And if she does, will she and Lucas have a shot at a lifetime?
Hands on her hips, Arabella Pierce stood scowling at her boss. “I cannot believe you’re making me do this.”
Folger Dade expressed nothing but patience as he leaned forward in his chair and rested his forearms on his small mahogany desk––his normal position when the two of them were headed into an argument. “It’s a business decision that had to be made. I regret doing this to you on short notice, but this is how it is.”
She sat down in the comfy blue wingback chair facing the desk. “I am a paranormal investigator. I see dead people, for goodness sake! And you want me to deal with this, this—”
“Reporter. He’s a reporter for Debunker Media, and he wants to follow you on an investigation, as part of his series of web articles on psychics and ghosts.”
“And you thought it was a good idea to hinder me like that? Don’t you remember what happened with the last two skeptics you had hunt with us?” The memory made her blood boil. Skeptics weren’t meant to go on serious investigations—she’d learned that at an early age.
Sure, organizations like Debunker Media were necessary, to help arm the public against frauds and cheats. Unfortunately, there were plenty of people who were not gifted but wanted to be, as well as quite a few fraudsters out to steal people’s money. Not to mention many individuals who enjoyed making fun of people like her.
She pursed her lips and sat silent as Folger sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Arabella knew she was the only investigator to give him so much grief in all his long years in the business—she was certain she was responsible for the majority of gray hair on his head. But he put up with it from her for a reason, and that was because she was one of his two best mediums.
He dropped his hand and met her eyes. “It’s good press, and it’s one week with a reporter. One week that could boost our caseload and bring in more money so we can continue to do those cases for free. Please, don’t fight me on this one.”
She looked away from his light gray eyes. Revenant Investigations—based in Noble, Maine—did all of their cases for free, getting their money instead from fundraising and private donations. Folger worked very hard to keep it that way. He had always been like a father to her, and she didn’t want to fight with him. Yet she didn’t want a so-called “reporter” hampering her investigation, either.
“Does he know the rules?” she asked, resignation in her tone.
“Yes,” he said with a sigh, and a healthy dose of relief. “And I also informed him of the other skeptics I’ve allowed on hunts, and what I’ll do if he gives you that kind of grief.”
Yeah, doesn’t make up for sending this one along. “And what investigation are we doing? You didn’t say.”
“Kingston Cottage.”
Arabella stared at him, shocked. “Are you serious?”
He nodded. “The owners contacted me last week, and informed me they need to sell the house as soon as possible. They want to put it on the market this month, due to personal reasons. In order to do that they need to know what’s inside and how to get rid of it.”
“No one has ever been allowed to investigate it…” she trailed off in awe.
Folger smiled. “Until now.”
She couldn’t help but return his smile. The feeling of a fresh, no-one-else-has-done-it hunt was too much of a thrill to pass up. Historic Kingston Cottage was located on a small island, all by itself, and had been rumored to be haunted since before Arabella was born. She had seen pictures and taken boat rides past the island, but she’d never set foot on the private property.
“When do we have to be at the docks?” she inquired as she stood, grabbing her coat off the back of the chair.
“Seven o’clock tomorrow morning. Don’t be late. Dustin is taking you over. But, Arabella—” She looked at him, knowing that tone. “It’s just going to be you, the reporter, Nick, and Lena. I need the rest of the crew on a different hunt.”
She paused at the door. Nick was one of their tech guys, and Lena was a lead investigator, like Arabella. Five more investigators rounded off the team. But the more she thought about Folger’s decision to use a small crew, the more it made sense, especially within the limited space of the cottage. “Nick and Lena,” she began, “do they know about the … ‘reporter’?”
Folger rolled his eyes, clearly hearing the quotation marks in her tone.
“Yes. I asked them not to speak of it until I talked to you myself. I think that was best, don’t you?”
Arabella chose to ignore the rolling eyes. “And the reporter?”
“He’ll be there at seven sharp as well. His name’s Lucas Brown, and he’s a serious reporter.”
She nodded slowly, not really believing him. “I’ll check in when we get there.”
“Please do, and be sure to pack extra clothes. You know how storms brew up suddenly here. I don’t want you all stranded without necessities. The owners left you some food. Expect to be on the island at least three days, maybe four. Oh, and there’s also a generator in the basement if you lose power.”
“Good to know, and it was nice of them to leave some food.”
“Yes. They’re good people.”
She found it a bit strange that the crew wasn’t going to meet the owners before the investigation, and stranger still that she had never met them. Noble was a small town along the central Maine coast—it was pretty rare not to put a name to a face.
“Arabella,” Folger called as she left his office. “Try not to push him into the bay.”
Libby Bishop is a paranormal romance/erotic author. She also writes dark fantasy/horror under the name October Weeks.
She loves reading, movies, Lindt dark chocolate, autumn, the SyFy Channel (Haven and Bitten!), and spending time with friends and family. She has one fat, fluffy, cat who thinks she’s queen of the house…and really, she is
Website: https://libbybishopromance.wordpress.com/
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00G8NZGIO
Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/libby-bishop/
November 12, 2015
Spotlight on Empress of Storms by Nicola M. Cameron
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EMPRESS OF STORMS by NICOLA M. CAMERON
Fantasy Romance, Erotic Romance, MF
Word Count: 83,000
Heat Level 4
Published by Belaurient Press
ISBN: 978-1-31-069790-6
BLURB: [image error]
A king who must offer himself as royal consort to fulfill a treaty. A young queen and mage, unexpectedly married to the man she’s loved since childhood. Two countries, divided by geography and united by a political marriage, are poised on the brink of a golden age. But will vicious magic and unexpected betrayal tear both the royal couple and their kingdoms apart?
When King Matthias of Ypres has to fulfill a treaty and provide a royal consort for young Queen Danäe of Hellas, the only royal available for marriage is … him. Can he risk letting a blue-haired witch queen into his heart?
From political necessity, Queen Danäe finds herself marrying the man she secretly loves. Now she must win the heart of a king, prove herself as a mage, and defeat the enemies that threaten them both.
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EXCERPT
“You’re not what I expected, Danaë.”
“So I gathered. You’re different as well. And I’m very pleased with that.” She reached out and tugged at a curl of his chest hair. “So, shall we try this again?”
“I think we should.” He held up the taper. “With the light or without?”
“With, if it’s all the same to you. I want to enjoy the sight of my new husband.”
“I suspect I’m the one who will be doing the bulk of the enjoying, but as you wish.” Matthias put the candle back on the side table. He was now cast in shadow, but Danaë could still see him well enough. He slid down until he was on his side facing her. “I’m afraid I’m out of practice with bedroom matters. What would you like to do now?”
She thought. He hadn’t kissed her yet, at least not above the collarbones. “I’d like a proper kiss. The one you gave me after the ceremony may have been acceptable for public consumption, but I hope it’s not how you kiss in private.”
“It isn’t.” He moved closer, stroking her shoulder with a finger. “And my apologies for that. I suspect I’ll be apologizing for much of what happened this day.”
“No apologies are needed if you kiss me.”
He did, a sweet brush of lips that made her mouth tingle with anticipation. The next kiss caught her lower lip between his. He sucked gently on the plump flesh, letting it slide free with a soft pop. Their faces were too close to see him smile, but she could feel it somehow.
“You have honey in your kisses, Danaë,” he murmured.
“Only for you, Matthias.”
“Flatterer.”
She dimpled. “Kiss me again and find out.”
This time his kiss was stronger, hungrier. She responded with an equal need, cupping his cheeks and immersing herself in the intoxicating taste of Matthias’s mouth. He tasted of wine and the roast from dinner, and some secret flavor that was unique to him, something dark and very male. It was perfect, sating a hunger she hadn’t known she possessed. She fell back against her pillows and he followed, their tongues sliding against each other in a twisting dance.
He finally pulled back, gasping. “It’s a good thing I didn’t kiss you like that earlier today,” he said. “I would’ve taken you in front of the entire cathedral.”
“Perhaps a bit more than the nobles of Ypres needed to see,” she agreed, breathless. “Not to mention my brother and Patriarch Reniel.”
Matthias tilted her chin up, nuzzling the soft skin of her jaw. “He would’ve had me building shrines in atonement to the end of my days. And your brother would have run me through.”
“Which would have caused an unpleasant international incident.” She arched when his mouth hit a sensitive spot on her neck. “Not to mention I would have to have him executed for killing my husband.”
“It’s a good thing we avoided all that, then,” Matthias agreed, licking delicate spirals on her skin down towards her breast. He stopped at the point where the flesh began to mound and kissed his way to her nipple. Dragging the very tip of his tongue around the areola, he then flicked it across the stiff little nub. “Best we save such things for the privacy of our bed.”
BIO
Nicola Cameron is an expatriate Chicagoan who has lived in England, Canada, Holland, and Sweden, and keeps a confusing amalgamation of languages in her head as a result. Currently located in the clavicle of Texas, she has finally mastered the proper use of “y’all,” much to her Chicago family’s dismay.
Despite a healthy interest in sex since puberty, it wasn’t until 2012 that Nicola decided to try writing about it. As it turned out, the skills she picked up during her SF writing career transferred rather nicely to erotic romance. When not writing, she wrangles cats, smooches her husband, makes dolls of dubious and questionable identity, and thanks almighty Cthulhu that she doesn’t have to work for a major telecommunications company any more (because there’s BDSM, and then there’s just plain torture…).
Website /Blog: http://www.nicolacameronwrites.com
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/nicolacameronwrites
Twitter: https://twitter.com/YesItsNicolaC
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6623791.Nicola_Cameron
November 10, 2015
Spotlight on Character Obsession by Iyana Jenna
Thank you so much for having me on your blog today. I visited with my re-released title, Character Obsession. It was published by my publisher, Breathless Press, but they were closed some time ago. I am so grateful that Evernight adopted this story. I was so happy with some additional parts suggested by my editor here in Evernight. I think they were a great idea!
Title: Character Obsession
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Genre: MM Contemporary Romance
Word count: 14,800
Heat Level: 3
Blurb:
Chase Riley, a Hollywood actor, is kidnapped. One of the abductors, Luke Nelson, is delusional and thinks that Chase is Elliot, the character Chase plays in his procedural cop series on TV. Luke plans to replay what happened to Elliot on the show with Chase. The worse thing is that Luke gets help from his father who seems to be as crazy as his son.
Chase’s boyfriend, co-actor Aidan Buffett, is on a trip with his sister when Chase is abducted. He grows worried when his call to Chase goes unanswered. Will he ever see his boyfriend again?
This is a previously published work. It has been edited for Evernight Publishing.
Be Warned: m/m sex
Excerpt:
Chase’s mind whirled and before he thought of anything else, he grabbed the door and threw himself out—or so he thought. The man was faster. A lot faster. He seized Chase by his jacket and just—stabbed him in his side. Chase caught his breath, and for some time he didn’t realize what happened. He sucked in a breath and whimpered when the guy yanked the knife out none too gently. Chase felt his world darken so he didn’t notice when the man slipped out of the car, came to be at the driver’s door, and wrenched him out from behind the steering wheel. As his breathing turned labored, Chase grappled at the source of the pain on his side and winced as he grasped it.
“Come on. Move.” The guy grabbed him by the shoulder and pushed Chase in front of him.
Chase swayed in the man’s clutches, but he pulled himself up as he controlled his breath.
Chase attempted to plant his feet as he was dragged up the stairs, but the pain had become too much and he could only comply. At one time the man rested him against the wall, took off his sunglasses, and pulled down his jacket hood, revealing himself. Chase gasped. The man was practically the mirror image of that Bob Nelson he met earlier at the diner, only rounder and much sturdier. And also a lot younger. What worried Chase was this man took off his disguise and didn’t seem too concerned he could recognize him. Not like Chase would be able to escape him and go to the cops, anyway. He was too sluggish to even move. They’d come in the back door, but not much attention was given to them by those at the front desk. Chase suspected that the man had stayed in the hotel long enough that he’d become just another familiar face.
The man’s grip tighten around his arm, but Chase kept his glare toward the receptionist in an attempt to get his attention—which failed totally—for the guy kept his head down. As his abductor dragged him toward the elevator, Chase palmed his side and lifted his hand with dread. It was damp and deep red with blood.
“Don’t do anything you’re going to regret,” the guy whispered to his ear as they got into the elevator, which, to Chase’s dismay, was empty. “I don’t want to have to kill you, Elliot. I love you.”
Chase turned cold at the mention of his character’s name. “I’m not Elliot,” he choked out. “I’m Chase.”
“Hush.” The man pulled Chase’s back against him, wrapping his long, muscled arm around Chase’s shoulders, waving the knife before Chase’s eyes.
Chase began to tremble.
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About Iyana
Reading, watching movies, and being unable to find exactly the thing she wanted to read have led Iyana to write her own stories, mostly about man-on-man romance that has fascinated her since as early as the Starsky and Hutch era. Teaching and writing English course books during the day, Iyana spend her nights mostly dreaming of love stories between two men who are protective toward each other.
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November 6, 2015
Spotlight on Captive Wolf by Elodie Parkes
Hi, thank you for inviting me to your lovely blog today with The Venn Pack in Love.
There are currently two books on full release, Surprising the Alpha, released in September by Siren publishing and Wolf Bond, released October 21.
Captive Wolf is set to release November 4, and is right now available for pre-order from Siren. (That was a lovely surprise for me when I looked at the Wolf Bond page and saw Captive Wolf had been added to my bestseller list.)
The Venn Pack in love started with, Surprising the Alpha, originally written for an anthology, but then ultimately developed into a full-length story, and the first in ‘The Venn Pack in Love’ series.
All the heroes are the sexy alpha types, but vulnerable, and hoping for love. Their heroines are feisty, and once the wolf shifter bond is formed, crave their mate as much as he adores them. It’s very steamy, but all the same, the plots are complex and a mix of sub-genre, mystery, suspense, erotic romance, paranormal romance, and adventure.
I wanted this wolf-shifter pack to be different and have none of the sometimes hackneyed
wolf-lore found in this type of story.
Surprising the Alpha, The Venn Pack in Love
The town is dying after a new highway takes its previous through traffic and custom away from shops, cafes, the bars and tourist attractions. The Venn wolf-shifter pack and alpha, Joshua Venn, are suffering. They’ve lived happily in the town as humans and like it, but now they’re threatened with slinking back to a woodland den with their tails between their legs.
One day Dani Cruz and her brother Jason hit town. They’re entrepreneurs whose business is urban regeneration and they intend to save this town. Only one person resents their arrival, alpha wolf-shifter Joshua. Will his determination to be the only one who saves his pack drive the town to ruin? Or will something happen that changes his life forever?
Joshua Venn is looking for answers. It’s one hot summer and someone hides a secret.
This alpha is in for more than one surprise.
http://www.amazon.com/Surprising-Alpha-Siren-Publishing-Classic-ebook/dp/B0153O6JFC
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http://www.bookstrand.com/surprising-the-alpha
4 twinkling stars from Readers’ favorite
“The story was well-written and full of details. I enjoyed the plot and its resolution to the story.…..Dani is a surprising heroine. She is smart and determined. The two (Joshua and her) have an intense chemistry that is fun to read about It had some unexpected twists that held me captivated.”
Wolf Bond, The Venn Pack in Love 2
New release and already a Siren bestseller, ‘Wolf Bond, The Venn Pack in Love 2 is an exciting mix of erotic romance, suspense and paranormal romance for all you shifter lovers.
Choose your file ePub, Mobi for Kindle, PDF, Html and on launch special price until Oct 28
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Liberty Venn longs for love after her alpha brother, Joshua, found it with Dani Cruz. It’s a year after the Cruz entrepreneurs have regenerated the town and saved Liberty from closing her cafe.
When a stranger arrives in town, he instantly captures lonely Liberty’s attention. Drawn to him by a deep undeniable instinct, Liberty loses her heart when Eden Farrell flirts with her.
Will he be the lover she’s begun to long for?
Eden Farrell, PI, wolf shifter, gorgeous, goes after what he wants, and now he wants Liberty. He recognizes the wolf in her long before she knows what he is. He ignites a passion in Liberty and she delights him with her response.
As a deep bond forms between them, danger follows Eden. He’s in love with Liberty, and believes nothing will keep him from her. Trouble is; danger is out to find them both.
Captive Wolf, The Venn Pack in Love 3
When Ryder Venn sets out to do a favor for his alpha brother, Joshua, he thinks it’s just an ordinary day. Little does he know the horror and adventure that awaits him. Captured and tortured by shifter hunters, Ryder wakes to the gentle care of Evie Thomas.
As Ryder Venn falls in love with the mysterious girl who nurses his wounds and feeds him, Evie discloses her reason for being part of the hunter’s group. She’s infiltrated the club, determined to avenge her brother’s death at one of their leader’s hands. As Evie reveals her identity and plans to Ryder, they fall into a heated and passionate love affair. Meanwhile, the shifter hunters plot to force Ryder into cage fighting. The trouble is just who or what will they make him fight?
Deep in love, Ryder marks Evie as his mate.
Gorgeous Ryder will do anything for her.
Lovely Evie will do anything to free him.
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Choose your file on Siren: ePub, Mobi for Kindle, PDF,or html.
Enjoy these snippets from The Venn Pack in Love series:
Surprising the Alpha, The Venn Pack in Love
He approached slowly. “The river is hard to resist. I swim here sometimes.” About a pace away his breath left him when his gaze alighted on the V between her legs where her thighs met as she sat on the end of the jetty. The breeze had picked up the end of her shirt, blowing it back to display the black silk panties she wore. They stopped way below her hips and an expanse of creamy skin greeted his hungry gaze. He couldn’t tear his eyes from the enticing sight. Her voice reached him through a fog of lust.
“You live in town then?”
Joshua raised his eyes to her face. She showed no signs of knowing he stared at her body, or of worry that she showed off her panties. Well, if she were swimming, she’d be wearing a bikini, so I guess I’d be ogling the same kind of view. He smiled at his thought and her, a flood of some warm emotion mellowing his previous bad temper. He drank in the sight of her, her huge golden-green eyes, pert button nose, those luscious lips, the endearing sprinkle of freckles across her cheeks, and the silky tendrils of hair caressing her lovely neck. He’d never felt anything like the rush of intense desire and tenderness that forced him to squat beside her. “I do live here. I was born here.” His cock was hardening and the squat helped him disguise the bulge in his jeans. A sigh rose in his throat. His wolf nature knelt before her. How good would it be to kiss her? How would it feel to sink my cock in her pussy? She’s so lovely. Lovely wasn’t a word Joshua used too much in his life, but now lovely echoed in his brain all the time. He quickly licked his suddenly dry lips. “I’ve not seen you before. Are you a tourist?” Lovely one, he added in his mind.
©Elodie Parkes 2015 Siren Publishing
Wolf Bond, The Venn Pack in Love, 2
Joshua gazed at him. “You’re used to this shit, aren’t you? So much for not bringing danger. I have half a mind to run you out of town after this and tell Liberty you’ve left her. She’ll get over you. She’s strong.”
Eden felt his stomach tighten with anger. His eyes burned, and he knew the glow was back. He glared at Joshua. “The hell you will. Liberty and I have a bond, a wolf bond, and you fucking know what that means. I can’t live without her and she’ll pine for me. How about you try living without Dani? How’d you feel about that?”
Joshua looked away. He sighed. “Is this your fault?”
Eden rubbed his forehead. “I don’t think so. I honestly believe this was some weird coincidence. Let’s do this. First the rental and then the other stuff.”
Joshua shook his head. “I’ll get Lucas out here. We need to deal with all the vehicles at once.”
Eden sighed heavily. “How long will that take? No, we can do this. Do you know a cliff top or not?”
©Elodie Parkes 2015 Siren Publishing
Captive Wolf , The Venn Pack in Love 3
Evie freed her hands from his and ran her fingertips up his chest. She caressed his jaw.
“Do you want dinner now or after I make love to you?”
Ryder’s eyes widened at her. “Here? Can anyone see us?”
Evie smiled. “Ah, so if no one can see us you’d like that?” She’d worn her hair loose, and it fell down over her shoulder in dark waves.
Ryder reached out and wound a length around his hand. He brushed her breast with his fingertips and her nipple peaked through her fine cotton T-shirt. He flicked his gaze to hers and traced her nipple with his thumb.
Evie’s body went into melt down. She closed her eyes and sighed with pleasure, trailing her fingertips carefully down Ryder’s body. She wanted to make love to him, but not hurt him.
Evie moved the quilt and opened her eyes to see what she’d revealed. She ran her tongue over her lips and traced the shape of his erection, over the head and down the rock-hard column with a trembling fingertip. She bent and kissed Ryder’s lips.
Ryder murmured against her mouth, “Evie, this feels so good. I want you so badly.”
She sat up and pulled off her T-shirt. Her breasts pushed out, the nipples hard and she brought his hands to hold them.
“I want you, too.” Her voice reduced to a whisper, she grasped his cock as he gently kneaded her breasts. Evie savored the feel of him, and acutely aware of the torture he’d endured, she softened her touch as her fingertips reached his balls.
Ryder opened her jeans and Evie stood to let him push them down her thighs.
She took them off and stood before him in her panties. A tremble went through her. The desire welling up inside her was so strong her clit buzzed and her pussy throbbed. She could hardly wait to feel him inside her.
He took a deep breath. “You are lovely,” he whispered. He leaned to her and kissed along her stomach and hips, his hands gentle on the sides of her body.
Evie drifted in the pleasure of his touch. Her stomach tightened under his lips. She angled her hips to him wanting, needing his fingers inside her. Her pussy clenched and cream drenched her panties.
Ryder made a soft sound and plunged a hand down inside them. “I can sense your need. Your scent’s beguiling.” He ran a finger around her folds, and then he pushed two cream-coated fingers into her. “Fucking hell, you feel like heaven.” He nuzzled her breasts as he fingered her, making low sexy sounds that sent tingles racing over every inch of Evie’s body.
©Elodie Parkes 2015 Siren Publishing
About Elodie
I’m a writer who is in love with happy endings. Currently based in the UK but thinking about joining the next flock of birds I see heading south for the winter.
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 current home, and I write.
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November 4, 2015
Spotlight on Passion’s Triumph by Julie Shelton
Former SEAL Dr. Lucas McKay and his brother Alex, former FBI agent, have been looking for their lifetime submissive. And they may just have found her in the new Director of the Passion Lake Library. She’s sweet. She’s curvy. She’s adventurous. She’s a green-eyed, freckle-faced redhead with the world’s sexiest glasses. And she’s chock full of secrets. Not the least of which is the fact that she writes steamy BDSM romances in her spare time. She’s also a virgin who has never done any of the kinky stuff she writes about.
When they discover this, they offer to act as her temporary Doms, giving her lots of first-hand experiences designed to enrich her writing and make her D/s scenes more authentic and emotional. Since she’s as attracted to them as they are to her, she leaps at the chance. Unfortunately, Lily has another, even deadlier secret. One with the potential to destroy not only her but the two men she’s grown to love. Will death triumph? Or will love?
Alex climbed into his truck, but he didn’t drive off. He was too busy mentally reciting the FBI’s Manual of Administrative and Operational Procedures in an effort to deflate his cock enough to ease the stranglehold his jeans had around it. Holy shit! That woman is so fucking hot! The moment he’d laid eyes on her, his response to her had been instantaneous. The electrical current zapping between them had ripped the breath from his lungs. His heartbeat had gone from zero to sixty in one second flat and had started beating so hard he’d thought he was having a heart attack. He’d never reacted like that to any woman. Ever. And he’d had more than his fair share of those. But this one was different. He closed his eyes, squeezing his face tight. Lily Rose. God, what a beautiful name! Lily Rose. She was different, all right. She called to a part of him no woman had ever touched before. A part of his soul that had been waiting, biding its time, for just such a woman as Lily Rose Prescott.
And she was not immune to him either. The Dom in him had recognized the submissive signals she was giving off—her shyness, her diffidence, the constant blushing of that pale, translucent skin, her inability to hold his gaze. She had been aroused. He had smelled her essence, especially within the close confines of the elevator and his truck. If he’d swiped his finger through her slit, it would have come out wet and slick with her juice. Just the thought made him moan as his cock hardened once again, making him wince in pain.
Christ! I can’t go back to work like this! I’ll never hear the end of it. Suddenly putting his truck in gear, he checked both ways, made a u-turn and pulled into his driveway, heading back toward the garage. Fortunately his property was shielded from the neighbors’ view by a hedge, a cluster of crepe myrtle trees, and a gigantic live oak tree. Feeling desperate, awkward, and not a little stupid, he shoved his seat back, lifted his hips and unzipped his jeans, freeing his rock-hard erection. The skin was a mottled purple, and blistering hot to the touch. Wrapping his hand around the base, he began moving it up and down in hard, rapid strokes. As primed as he was, it didn’t take long before his eyes were closing, his body was tensing, and he was coming, great white globs of cum spurting all over his hand. Hissing his breath through his teeth, he continued to stroke himself and massage the head of his dick with his thumb, coaxing every last drop out of him. When he finally released himself, he realized he was shaking. And his dick was still semi-hard. As orgasms went, that one had been singularly unsatisfactory, leaving him feeling restless and scratchy, as if millions of insects were crawling just under his skin.
Grimly, he rummaged through the glove box, looking for a rag to wipe the stickiness off his hand, but the only thing he found was a coffee-stained napkin. Feeling more than a bit sheepish, he tucked himself back inside his jeans, moved the seat back up, and backed out of the driveway, his mind still reeling with what had just happened. He had just jacked off! Sitting in his driveway! Jesus, I haven’t done that since I was sixteen! As he turned to head back to the station, he realized that the truck still reeked of cum, so he quickly lowered the windows, hoping the breeze would dispel any lingering aroma. You’re in deep shit, McKay. Deeeep shit.
At the very last second, he jerked the wheel hard to the right and pulled into the clinic’s parking lot. Exiting the car, he entered through the back door. He had to tell Luc about this woman. Because if she was who he thought she was, Luc needed to be on board, too. The decision to take her as their sub and train her would have to be made by both of them. Alex walked past several open doors into empty examining rooms and headed straight for his brother’s office. Luc was sitting behind his desk, gazing intently at his computer screen, writing something on a pad on the desk top in front of him.
“I’ve found her,” Alex said quietly. “She is one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever met. And sweet? Fuck, is she ever sweet!” Now that he was describing her, his words tumbled all over each other in their effort to be heard. “And so fucking gorgeous! Red hair, perfect, pale skin, with just a light dusting of freckles. Green eyes. Ripe, delicious breasts, a body to die for, her ass is—”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Lucas held up his hand. “Slow down. What the fuck are you talking about? Who are you talking about?”
“Lily Rose Prescott. Our new submissive.”
“What?” Luc’s voice rose three octaves. “You just met her and you’ve already talked her into being our submissive?”
Alex shrugged. “Well, not exactly,” he had to admit. “She doesn’t know it yet—”
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And by reviewers.. I mean, me. So I was lucky enough to get an advanced copy of this fantastic book from Julie. What I particularly enjoyed about it is the world building aspect. The concept of the town itself is pretty novel. A town of like-minded individuals free to practice BDSM without the stigma of religious zealots, etc. Since we’re delving into an already established series, we get small sneak-peeks back in with some of our favorite characters in Passion Lake. You get a real sense of family and community from the entire town, which is really heartwarming.
Each of the previous books focused on a different grouping or couple. More importantly, each grouping was unique, had their own backstory, and practiced their own tailored version of BDSM. There was none of the formulaic, paint by numbers BDSM that has become so common in books of this particular genre. Passion’s Triumph showcases two brothers, Luc and Alex who are both into the lifestyle and Lily, who writes about it but has never experienced it. Watching the Luc and Alex overcome their personal differences and direct Lily into this (somewhat) new world was a pleasure to read.
The sex scenes were vivid and realistic. The characters were three dimensional. Not only do they have sex, talk to each other, and fall in love, but you get to see the flaws they each have. I would definitely recommend this book (and series) to anyone curious about the lifestyle, who likes suspense, or just loves a good old fashioned menage romance. The book hits on all points and it’s a highly recommended read!
Julie has always loved stories, both reading and writing them. A career as a children’s librarian eventually led to her dream career as a freelance storyteller and puppeteer, a business she operated successfully for twenty-five years. During that time she created and wrote all the original material for Kidstuff, a monthly language arts resource newsletter for early childhood educators. For that endeavor she won the prestigious EDPRESS Award, given by the Educational Press Association of America. She has also written other resource materials for preschool and early elementary teachers.
Now she writes erotic romances. Go figure.
Q. What were some early influences on your writing?
Nancy Drew and Mad magazine.
Q. Where do your ideas come from?
Everything I’ve ever seen, read, heard or done. I wrote an entire medieval romance just from seeing a blue gown worn by a minor female character in the movie Becket. The entire novel just sprang into my mind fully-blown. I could hardly write it down fast enough. I wrote it on 3 x 5 index cards, since I was in college doing research and that was all I had to write on, one sentence per card. They took up an entire shoebox. After carrying that shoebox around for forty years, that novel eventually became Dark Warrior.
Q. Do you feel humor is important in romantic fiction?
I feel that humor is important in everything! I can’t imagine how dreary life would be without it.
Q. Are sex scenes easy or difficult to write?
Easy in that I know where all the parts go. Difficult in finding exciting and interesting new ways to describe how the parts get there and what happens as a result. Otherwise what you get is a medical treatise. After all, there are only a finite number of words in the English language suitable for describing an orgasm. And they’ve all been used ad nauseum.
Q. Name three things that inspire you?
Rachmaninoff’s Piano Concerto No. 2 in C Minor, the Smoky Mountains, the full-length ballet Romeo & Juliet, and medieval illuminated manuscripts. Okay, that’s four things. So sue me.
Q. Dogs or cats?
Cats
Q. Chocolate or Vanilla?
Pistachio
Q. Coke or Pepsi?
Coke. Definitely Coke.
Q. Coffee or tea?
Coke. Definitely Coke.
Q. Leather or Lace?
Lace. And Velvet. And silk. Oh, and satin. Yeah, satin…with lace…
Q. Guilty Pleasure?
Edwards® Hershey’s Chocolate Crème Pie. OMG! You know how most people cut their pies into six pieces? I cut this one into…two.
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Passion’s Triumph is the fourth book in the series The Doms of Passion Lake. Each book is a stand-alone read, however, since time does pass and the characters weave in and out of each other’s books, you might enjoy reading them in order.
PASSION’S DREAM BACK COVER BLURB
When Clay “Raven” Nighthorse is offered a job as bodyguard to a woman being stalked by her vengeful ex, he’s ready to turn it down. Until he discovers that she is the woman he met on a beach three years ago. The woman with whom he felt an instant connection. The woman who has been haunting his dreams ever since.
Leah Stanhope has never forgotten the day she found her husband in bed with another woman. Nor has she forgotten the kindness and compassion of the complete stranger who’d simply held her in his arms and let her cry herself out on a public beach. She despairs of ever seeing him again until fate brings them together in a conflagration of desire and smoking hot passion. Can Clay convince Leah to risk her heart? And when her stalker finds her, will Clay be able to stop him in time?
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PASSION’S FURY BACK COVER BLURB
When Simon Rafferty finds Kylie Ferrell sleeping in her broken-down car by the side of the road near Passion Lake, Virginia, the connection between them is instantaneous and combustible. He recognizes her as the woman he and his two brothers have been searching for all their lives. Their lifetime submissive. And the fact that she’s homeless, injured, and targeted by the mob? Minor details.
Identical triplets and former spec ops soldiers, Caleb, Simon, and Ash Rafferty are more than capable of handling anything life throws at them. Including a sweet, sexy, lusciously curvy woman who has sworn off all men and who is clueless about the darkness of their needs and desires. Clueless…but intrigued. These dominant alpha males will do whatever it takes to get her into their bed, their hearts, their lives…and their dungeon.
But Kylie has secrets that put them all in deadly danger. And when that danger catches up with her, Caleb, Simon, and Ash must launch a desperate search to find her before she is ripped from them forever.
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PASSION’S HOPE BACK COVER BLURB
On the run from an abusive Dom, Charlotte Fielding has sworn off men and the BDSM lifestyle. She’s only attending this particular Open House for the free food. But when her abuser, who also happens to be at the club, confronts her, former SEALs Nikolai Rostov and Jay Gillespie come to her rescue and offer to help. But that would require her to trust the two hunkiest Doms she’s ever met. And Charlotte’s all out of trust.
But fate has brought these three people together—Nik, the big Russian Daddy Dom, Jay, the switch, and Charlie, the submissive who needs what both of these men have to offer. Just as they need what she has to offer. Can she learn to trust them? Can she risk her heart? And when danger comes for her will she stay and let Nik and Jay risk their lives to keep her safe? Or will she run—and risk destroying the only happiness she’s ever known?
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