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Grand Master’s Game

 

Grand Master’s Game
Grand Master’s Trilogy Book 2 by Aurora Springer

“The Council of Twelve will be destroyed.” Has Violet become the instrument of her father’s prophesy of doom for the Grand Masters?

Violet and Athanor Griffin spin across the galaxy, seeking solutions to the worsening portal crisis. Failures of the interplanetary portals sever transport and communications and people will starve without vital shipments of food. Athanor devises a risky plan to flush out the perpetrators, the vicious Red Queen and her unknown allies among the powerful Grand Masters. In the inevitable battle with their enemies, Violet and Athanor must recruit allies and work together. Their worst nightmares lie ahead.

Surviving Terranue (The Multiverses Book 3)

Surviving Terranue
(The Multiverses Book 3) by Liza O’Connor

Leading a colony of frightened people on a new world is rarely easy. The human colonists of Terranue have as their leader, Tamsarandem, the only Soul-bond of Three that has ever existed. Unfortunately, some perceive the innate kindness in the shaman’s choice of leaders as a weakness, thus, challenges begin. From the moment they arrive on the planet, self-survival instincts take hold among the people, putting everyone at risk.

To survive, they must act for the good of the colony rather themselves, even when their natural instincts tell them to do the opposite. First, they must befriend the dominant intelligent life form on the planet, long-haired blue cattle, only slightly smaller than the blue bull Tamsarandem brought with them. Second, they must find a way to survive three of the planet’s five seasons. Otherwise, they’ll be baked, frozen, and pummeled to death. Third, they must protect themselves from the giant bears, saber-tooth lions, and T. rexes that roam their planet. But worst of all, deep within the planet, a seed of evil grows, waiting to devour every living creature on the surface.

Every day in their new paradise is a challenge to survive. Despite all the advantages the Gods have provided, success is neither easy nor certain, and people are rarely as good as they need to be.

The Final Quarter by Anne Lange

The Final Quarter

Blurb

A quarterback facing the end of his career must come to peace with his past, and accept his present, before he can move on with his future.

Mitch Ryland accomplished what his father said he never would—he made something of himself.

When his wife suggests she’d like to start a family, Mitch is thrown for a loop. He’s never told her about his life before he ended up with his foster parents or his plans never to become a father. So when he’s taken out of the game, his failings from the past come back to haunt him, and Mitch blames his injury on his loss of focus. He’s unprepared for his career as a professional quarterback to be over. Nor is he ready to tell his wife about why football is so important to him. He’d rather put emotional and physical distance between them and focus on getting back in the game.

Serena Ryland has dreamed of becoming a mother. But when she mentions the idea to her husband, he freezes her out and she has no idea why. She’s worried that if they don’t start talking soon, she’ll lose him forever. When he refuses to come home to mend from an injury, she takes matters into her own hands, determined to spend more time with him, hoping to reignite the romance in their relationship. But she’s unprepared for the things she learns on this trip. Her husband has been carrying a few secrets that just might change the outlook of their future.

Reader Advisory: This book contains oral sex in a public environment and light bondage.

Publisher’s note: This book is part of a series but can be read as a standalone title.

Short Excerpt

Mitch sighed and shifted in his chair. The knee he could handle. Bruised and sore, he’d limp for a few days, but it was his shoulder he worried about most. This was the third time he’d dislocated it. The first official time the team doctor knew about. His fingers itched to massage the joint, but he didn’t dare. No way in hell would he show any sign of weakness. The one thing his father and grandfather had drilled into him from a young age. A lesson he’d learned well.

“It’s more than just a simple sprain or a bad bruise, Mitch, and you know it. This is potentially career ending, especially if you don’t do as I’ve instructed. You need to rest it. Whatever you’ve been doing to keep this from us isn’t helping. Today’s proof of that. And it’s not going to get better until you do something about it. And you can’t do something about it until you’re not on the field every day.”

Noah took a deep breath, his expression full of compassion. “Apply ice to reduce the swelling three times a day for fifteen to twenty minutes. That shoulder needs to be kept stable. We need the swelling to go down so we can take a good look at it. I want you to wear an arm sling for the next three weeks.  

“I’ve scheduled an appointment for you three days from now then we’ll have a better idea what we’re dealing with. You’ll probably need to go through some therapy regardless of whether you end up heading down the surgery path or not. With some rest, maybe some therapy, and a light training regiment, we’ll see if there’s been any change.”

Panic swept through Mitch. He clenched his hands into fists on his thighs. “And if it doesn’t get better?”

“We’ll discuss that when the time comes.”

Mitch, well aware of the consequences, filled in the blanks. Surgery. Rehab. Months off the field. If he ended this season on the injury reserve list for next season, he’d miss training camp and wouldn’t be allowed to practice or play until the doctor cleared him. And if he did practice and aggravated the injury, or possibly made it worse, he’d be out for the rest of that season. Or longer.

On top of that, he’d have to deal with his standings. Out of play meant his rating would be affected and his stats would tank—and not only his. The team would take a hit as well. He’d disappoint the fans. He’d disappoint his friends and family.

He might never be the same afterward.

He’d end up a nobody. Just like he’d been told.

His football career may already be at the top of the spiral, just waiting for that push to send him off the edge and into the vortex. He’d always compared his life to a house of cards. Painstaking to build, easy to destroy. The king sits perched at the top, but then one slip, one tiny tug or poke on one of those cards and the whole thing would come tumbling down.

A tremor now rocked the house beneath his feet.

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Fit to be Tied

Get your e-readers charged everyone. Felicity Kates’ latest book, Fit To Be Tied, the long awaited sequel to Steam Bunny is here! To celebrate she’s having a party on July 31 and giving away copies of her book. So stop in at the party for a chance to win awesome prizes and schmooze with some of your favorite authors who will be there too: Shehanne Moore, Anne Lange, Renea Mason, Zara Cox and Rissa Blakeley. The party link is here: Whoohoo party time!

And here’s what the new book is all about:

Fit To Be Tied 

Release date: July 31, 2015

Series: Little Miss Kick-Ass, book #2, standalone sequel to Steam Bunny and Super-Sex Me. (no cliffhangers)

Genre: Erotic paranormal romance.
Tags: billionaire, sex god, Viking, alpha hero, urban

fantasy, ghost
Length: 40,000 words approx. (novella)
Heat level: High (like as in scorching)
Content warning: contains voyeurism, light ménage,

explicit sex scenes, graphic language, profanity, may trigger readers sensitive to

miscarriage.

Blurb:

He was the bad guy in Steam Bunny. The superhero lover in Super-Sex Me. Now find out what deep dark secrets make Race Lindstrom Fit To Be Tied in the latest erotic romance novella in the Little

Miss Kick-Ass series.



1 Viking sex god + 1 kick-ass heroine = 130 pages full of hot sex scenes, snappy dialogue and heart-aching romance. Grab a glass of wine, a fan to cool yourself, and a box of tissues. You’re going to need it.

From bestselling author, Felicity Kates, the Little Miss Kick-Ass series continues.

Casey’s BFF, Astrid Bitten, takes center stage this time with her nemesis, Race Lindstrom.

Is love written in the stars by the gods, or just a fantasy?

~Astrid~

He’s a liar. A manipulative ass. He doesn’t deserve a

second chance. Yet I can’t stop thinking about him and that night we shared in

Chicago four weeks ago. He dominates my dreams, making me want him more each

day. Trapped with him at an Ice Hotel in Sweden, do I have a hope in hell

of resisting him? Maybe not, but I’ll kick his ass if he ever calls me his

goddess again.

~Race~

She’s the love of my life, my dream, the goddess I’ve

been waiting an eternity for. I know she hates me for the deceptive life I’ve

led, but I want to give her everything she’s ever craved, fill each second of

her life with bliss. But…trapped for a weekend in the place where my life

went to hell, how can I avoid the nightmare that haunts me? Not to mention the

ass-kicking Astrid will give me when she discovers the darkest secret of my

past.

Steamy excerpt (readers 18+):

“I never lied to you,” I say with as much conviction

as I can put into my voice without resorting to using my unique gift in

persuasion. If she’s going to trust me, she needs to do so on her own.
“No? So sleeping with me to get a deal with my best

friend was what? Honest business?” Her eyes flash with anger as she speaks in

hushed tones. “You used me, Race. Just like you’re using me now for this stupid

reality TV show. If I didn’t love Casey and Lucas so much, there’s no way in

hell I’d ever be here as part of this wedding crap. So just shove it with your

games and your lies.”
Crossing her arms over her chest, she settles back

against her seat and resumes looking out her window.
So edgy and untrusting. Not that I can blame her, but

damn. How can I explain to her any differently than the few hundred times I’ve

already tried? What will it take to get her to understand, without using my

gods-given gift of influence, that meeting her at that Fan Expo convention

changed my life forever?
Yes, I went there for business. Yes, my intention was

to swindle a deal. And, yes, I set out to do so by compromising the fiery

relationship between Lucas and Casey. But it wasn’t the Buxom Bunny who caught my

eye.
Maybe I should have ignored my attraction for Astrid

and kept on walking by. Saved us from the pain we’re experiencing now by

keeping everything strictly business. But being around her eased the lonely ache,

even as it twisted it with memories best left buried. And I couldn’t deny the

startling realization, which imprinted on my body that first intensely erotic

night we shared, that maybe, just maybe, the gods have handed me a precious

second chance.
I’ll be damned before I’ll let that go, no matter how stubborn

she is.
“I fell in love with you.” It’s the honest truth, but the

mistake in saying so is obvious the moment the words blurt from my mouth.
“Oh, please,” she scoffs as she stiffens in her chair,

clearly offended by the idea. “Don’t start with that bullshit. That’s low, even

for you.”
“It’s not bullshit.”
“No?” She presses her fingers to her temples and sucks

in a breath, fighting for calm. “Do you even know what love is, Race?” she asks,

her patronizing tone loaded with anger as she folds her hands in her lap.
“Yes.”
I’ve felt the pleasure of it burn in my chest, seeming

so long ago now, at Charity’s first shy kiss. And I’ve felt the absolute agony

of it as the body of my wife grew cold in my arms. The rage and helplessness of

knowing, that even with all the unique power I was born with, there was nothing

I could do to stop death.
Yes, I have loved. And I vowed never to fall victim to

the gut-wrenching insanity again. Yet here I am, more insane than ever, at the

mercy of Astrid’s rejection.
White knuckled, her hands grip the armrests as the

plane banks toward Kiruna. Out of the corner of my eye, the small city looms

large in the window, but if Astrid notices the dazzling view, it doesn’t show.

Her nostrils flare, her gaze fixed squarely on me.
“We fucked, Race. You got what you wanted. I learned

my lesson. End of story. So stop trying to prove what a con you are. I get it.”
No, she didn’t get it. Not by a long shot.
“Just tell me one thing,” I say and wait for her to

stop rolling her eyes and settle her gaze on mine again. “Before you knew my

name. When you thought I was just some guy in a costume. How did it feel when

we were together?”
Exciting. Beautiful. Alive.
I see the truths we both experienced flash within her

eyes before her expression turns hot with shame. She sucks in a breath and

blinks, her chin lifting slightly. Wary. Distrustful.
She opened for me so briefly, but the beauty I saw

within her stole my heart. My crumpled, damaged heart. Does she think I enjoy

feeling this vulnerability? This painful re-awakening?
“It was fun. That was all,” she snaps.
“That wasn’t all.” Not even remotely. One day soon I’ll

have to explain the full extent of my secrets to her as I’m certain she must

already have questions about her own. But first, she needs to trust me. “Now

who’s lying, Astrid?” I can’t help prodding.
She felt the recognition in her soul. I saw it in her

eyes and smile when she looked at me the moment we met at the convention. I saw

it in her dreams while she slept beside me that one precious night we shared.
Before the so-called truth of my narcissistic business

identity intruded, and the callous shell I worked so hard to build out of my

loss and pain came back to bite me. Hard.
Race Lindstrom: professional asshole and womanizer.
The betrayal I knew she would feel as soon as she recognized

my name took root with swift, uncompromising fury. She clings to it now as a

shield. But it’s a shield I fully intend to crack. Swiftly. And without mercy.
Whether she wants to accept it or not, she is mine.
“Do me a favor, Race? Don’t talk to me for the rest of

this trip. Don’t look at me. Don’t touch me. Just leave me the hell alone.”
“I can’t. You were right about one thing, Astrid.” I

lick my lips as her own purse in frustration. “I am a selfish bastard. I love

you. I want you. And I won’t stop until you are moaning my name with my cock

buried deep inside you. Bliss, sweetheart. I’m going to give you bliss or die

trying.”


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Other books by Felicity Kates:


Steam Bunny available free on Kindle Unlimited for the summer (or winter depending on which hemisphere you are). 

Super-Sex Me available free on Kindle Unlimited as part of the Just Desserts anthology of sexy bite-sized erotic stories. 

 About the Author:

Felicity Kates is a mild-mannered manager by day. At night, she trades in her sensible shoes for stilettos and lets her imagination run wild. Felicity enjoys writing

fun, flirty fantasies that combine geek humor with strong characters who have

super-sexy desires. She lives off of coffee and dreams and loves to go for

walks along the shores of Lake Ontario, taking pictures of whatever catches her

eye. A romantic at heart, Felicity is a firm believer in snuggling under blankets

and reading a good book to warm up the cold Canadian winters. When not writing,

she can most often be found enjoying the quiet company of her husband and son,

whom she loves very, very much.
She also loves to hear from her readers and can be found on:

Goodreads 
Facebook 
Facebook Fun Group 
Pinterest 
Amazon Author Page 
You can email her directly at felicitykates.author@gmail.com and receive quarterly-or-so newsletters by signing up.

Cover Reveal!!

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Burning Submission by J. Richards.

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The Submission Series Book One -Burning Submission is going live tomorrow!!!

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Pre-Order Alchemist’s Kiss by AR DeClerk

Pre-Order Alchemist’s Kiss by AR DeClerk

Blurb:

London 1869

A dark wizard has arrived in London, at exactly the time unrest among the non-magical community is coming to a head. London is under the protection of wizard and alchemist Icarus Kane and his loyal friends Cora Mae Jenkins and Archimedes Merriweather, and together they must chase down the threat while dodging the riots and the angry poor along the way. Icarus has no use for science, but there will be no escaping it as the aether, the very heart of magic, is threatened. All of London may perish if the dark wizard gets his way, and Icarus could lose his best friend and his lover in the battle. All the world could be destroyed under the tide of the oncoming storm unless Icarus can face his own power and embrace his inner darkness.

About the Author:

AR DeClerck is a wife and mother of 2 daughters. She lives in the Quad Cities, IL and works as a dialysis technician. She grew up in the mountains of NC and has always been an avid reader. She started writing in high school and never stopped.

AR writes romance novels in many sub genres. She publishes through Nevermore Press and currently has 3 novels available with a few more in the works and thousands more in her head. She credits her love of reading and writing to her mother who always has a book handy.

Facebook: https://facebook.com/authoramydeclerck

Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/@ARDeClerck

Pre-Order:  The Alchemist’s Kiss

 

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Taking Over (Love Projects 3) by: S.J. Maylee

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Genre: Erotic Romance with D/s

Length: Novella

Published: June 10, 2015

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

ISBN: 978-1-77233-383-1

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TAKING OVER Blurb:

Gina’s life was perfect, until the day she realized the man she loved didn’t love her back. Her charming life turned upside down as tragedy and cruelty struck her down. She learned to protect her family from those who could cause them pain, but she inadvertently ensured the perfect life would be forever out of her reach.

Marcus has hid his love for Gina for years. His assumptions about her have allowed him to be harsh, but underneath all the anger is a man deeply in love. The tough realities of her life put them in position to see themselves in a whole new light. The second chance is right there and it could take them over the edge into the love they’ve always wanted.

Where you can find TAKING OVER:

Amazon | Evernight | All Romance Ebooks

TAKING OVER Excerpt:

This had to be a new record. In less than a minute, he had her loathing herself. It didn’t matter he was working on incorrect data. “Hope not to see you again.” She waved as she turned to go.

“Wait.”

She kept moving.

His hand came down on her shoulder and pulled her around. “When a Master tells you to wait, you do as you’re told. Our personal history doesn’t erase protocol. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Sir.” Her chest rubbed against his. From under her lashes, she looked up into his light blue eyes and, for a second, wished she could forget why she hated him.

“I’m sorry.” He stepped back and let his hand fall. “You came to this area because you needed something from the benches. I’m the only one free right now.” He raised his hand and brushed away the hair hanging in front of her eyes. “I can give you what you need.”

Once again, Marcus showed himself as the good guy. She didn’t like him because he had a tendency to call her out on her mistakes and she was certain he thought her supposed latest was a doozy, since it ended her marriage.

“That’s nice of you, but it’s okay.” She took a step back.

“I can see that it’s not.” He took a step forward. “We can push past our history and live in this moment.” He grabbed her hand. “Let me help.”

Warmth gathered in her core. She’d seen this side of him, but they’d never scened together. She tilted her head to the side and examined him. The first time she gazed into his blue eyes, she knew he’d cause her problems. He could see the truth through all the mess, not that he ever tried to understand her. She didn’t want to know what he’d see if he ever took a closer look at her. Fear ticked up her spine. She had a feeling that he alone would be her undoing.

Desperate to let go, she knew the sting of a paddle was what she needed, but sometimes it was hard to separate feelings discovered at the spanking bench. She laughed out loud. Since there was no way she’d start to care about Marcus now, she decided to take him up on his offer. After all, she was determined to reach the kind of release only a good reddened ass could provide.

“Thanks, Marcus.” She walked to the only free bench and bent over the apparatus, putting her forearms on the padded rests and grasped the holding bar. Her short skirt would already be giving him quite a show. For the first time, she wished the club allowed submissives to wear panties.

“Since we’ve never played together, I won’t be restraining you. We certainly don’t have that kind of trust. You understand how important it is not to move, correct?”

“Yes, Sir, I understand. I won’t move.” It pinched her last nerve to call him sir, but he was doing her a great service. For these few minutes, she’d give him the respect any Master in this club deserved.

He flipped her skirt up over her back, exposing her round ass. The paddle brushed over her lower back, across her hip, and down the length of her leg to her knee. His hand followed the paddle with a feather touch, allowing a soothing bliss to spread over her skin.

The room either quieted or she’d blocked out the noise but she welcomed the peace, needing to remember why she was there. He repeated the pattern on the other side, drawing her in with his tenderness. She swallowed against the unwelcomed thoughts threatening to break her concentration.

“I’ll give you twenty swats. I expect you to count them.”

“Okay. Thank you, Sir.”

The paddle rubbed over her right cheek and then smacked against it, rocking her whole body. The force behind the swat surprised her, this was not her first mistake. What had she been thinking? Submitting to Marcus was on her list of things to never try. She had to give him more credit. He’d caught her off her game.

“We’ll start back at one each time you forget to count.” He smacked her other cheek.

“One. Sorry, Sir.”

“Not as sorry as your ass will be if you forget again.” He dragged the paddle along her skin in the same figure as before, spreading the sensitivity. “I have no problem paddling your ass all night.” He smacked her right cheek again.

“Two…three…four.” Somewhere over the next couple of swats, Gina remembered why she’d come back into the club tonight. Her knuckles turned white with the force of her grip. She gulped in a breath of air and waited for the next hit to land with its punishing kiss of heat, but none came. Marcus stepped into her line of sight, just out of reach. The paddle was no longer in his hand.

“I’ll keep counting, Sir. Please, I need this.”

He lowered himself beside her and reached out to caress her fingers until she released her strangle hold. “I’ll finish, after I’ve determined you’re in the right frame of mind.”

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S.J. MAYLEE BIO:

S.J. Maylee fell in love with storytelling at a young age and with it came a deep-seated desire for everyone to find their happily ever after. She’s finding the happy endings for her characters one steamy story at a time.

When she’s not reading or writing, you can find her caring for her garden, laughing with her two young sons, or dancing to her husband’s music. She’s a PMP (Project Management Professional), Nia instructor, and coffee addict.

As a writer she has a tendency to break hearts, but she always glues them back together.

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APPETIZER: Tasting Paris

 

Tasting Paris by Renea Mason
Stand-alone Erotic Short-Story from The Good Doctor Trilogy


Erotic Romance

#ménage, #sexy, #medicalromance, #kinky, #paris, #Romance, #Steamy

 

When Elaine complains to Dr. Vincent, Sebastian and Marco that she missed out on all the points of interest in Paris on her last trip, the trio brings Paris to her, in the doctor’s New York penthouse.

JUST DESSERTS – A Collection of Bite-Sized Delights

JUST DESSERTS
A Collection of Bite-Sized Delights

Feast on this collection of 22 Contemporary and Paranormal/Sci-Fi/Fantasy Erotic stories from bestselling, award-winning and multi-published authors, in this limited-time anthology. All stories are exclusive new content and can be read without reading the series, but will be icing on the cake for readers loyal to each saga.

22 Bestselling, award-winning and multi-published authors bring you the naughtiest delights.

Michele Bardsley ~ Honey Bear ~ The Pearson’s Security Series

Renee George ~ Alpha-Bites ~ The Cull: Claimed by the Alpha

Jodi Redford ~ Perfect Passion ~ Perfect Chemistry

Zara Cox ~ Indigo Velvet ~ Indigo Lounge Series

Renea Mason ~ Tasting Paris ~The Good Doctor Trilogy

Piper Denna ~ Confidential Craving ~ Fantasies Inc. Series

Erzabet Bishop ~ Black Magic Café

Iyana Jenna ~ Strictly Professional

Anne Lange ~ Blind Taste Test

S.J. Maylee ~ Common Grounds

Terri George ~ Feast on Me

Lee Rene ~ The Sweetness in the Pudding

Mindy Larson ~ Sweet Tooth

Felicity Kates ~ Super-Sex Me ~ The Little Miss Kick-Ass Series

Emma Nichols ~ Sinfully Sweet ~ The Sweet Series

Libby Sinclair ~ Cake Topper ~ The Incarnation Chronicles

Rissa Blakeley ~ A Little Taste of Naughty ~ The Shattered Lives Series

Mariah Kingsley ~ Sugar and Spice

Rosemary Rey ~ Always the Last One

Persephone Jones ~ Cherry Tart

Christine Severin ~ Cherry Lips

J.S Snow ~ Claiming

 

Cake Topper by Libby Sinclair

A stand-alone story from the Incarnation Chronicles

science fiction, erotic romance

Emilee has had her eye on Grieg since the first time she met the tall blue alien.  Now that the treaty is signed turning enemies into allies, she can make her move and find out just how blue he can get.

About the Author

Libby Sinclair is a science fiction romance fictionist, and has been writing for the last ten years. She is happily married and although her husband doesn’t understand her fiction habit, he accepts it.

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