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July 23, 2015
Light o'Love by Jacqueline George @JacquelineQPres ~ Yummy New Erotic Release
Please join me in welcoming the wonderfully talented
Jacqueline George
to my site. I've wanted to feature her books and her work at
Yellow Silk Dreams Publishing
for some time, now, so when I found out about her new release, we couldn't think of a more perfect time. She will be interviewed on Sunday by
Dariel Raye Author
on her
Zaidi Features Blog
, so join us there again to learn more about this fascinating erotic author.
Light o'LovebyJacqueline George@JacquelineQPres
When Shirley arrives at the Institute, she thinks she will be studying Politics. But the Institute has a sterner purpose, the study of Witchcraft. Gradually, Shirley is introduced to the practice and history of the Craft. She has a talent for mind control and for romance, and is given her witch's name, Light o'Love...
Rossiter took in the situation. “Are you sure it’s them?”
“Of course. Look at them; who else could it be?”
“Exactly. Let me think. If they’re Nick’s people in disguise, he already knows we’re here, and Holly and Dhu Varren already know he is here. I’m going to cover us up. If Nick’s around, it will be as good as putting up a billboard advertising us, but he will know that anyway. If the people really are Godiva and The Lamplighter, they just won’t see us. But Nick will if he’s somewhere across the valley spying out the ground. We’ll be out of reach, but tempting. Sit still.”
Rossiter started his charms and crawled right around her making passes from above his head down to the rock they sat on. He turned and smiled to her. “There, we can watch them climb past and they won’t even know we’re here.”
Godiva and The Lamplighter had found the pack trail and were zigzagging up the side of the fell. They did not hurry, and Light o'Love could hear their chattering slowly coming nearer. They were young, cheerful and in love. Once they had climbed high enough, they left the path and headed towards the boulder where Rossiter and Light o'Love were hiding.
“They’re OK, I think,” Light o'Love whispered. “I can feel them and they’re genuine. What do you think?”
“I think so too, but why are they coming here?”
They were getting much closer and it was hard to look Godiva in the face without flinching and trying to hide.
“This looks good,” said Godiva as she got close enough to see the short grass. “No-one will be able to see us behind here.”
The Lamplighter looked suspiciously around one side of the boulder and then the other and finally he gave a wide smile and swung his small rucksack from his shoulders.
“This is just the right place. At last.” He pulled a folded groundsheet from his rucksack. Between them, they spread it on the grass behind the boulder. They unwrapped their anoraks from their waists and folded them as pillows. Godiva unlaced her boots, kicked them off, and rolled on top of The Lamplighter.
“Now I’ve got you,” she said. “All to myself. No escape.” She swung her hair to one side and started to kiss him.
Light o'Love looked at Rossiter. He had a naughty smile on his face as he lay on his stomach and settled down to watch. Light o'Love lay beside him. There was nothing else to do.They watched as the lovers giggled and kissed below them. They shared long sucking kisses as they drank and explored each other. The Lamplighter had already pulled Godiva’s shirt out and his hands were wandering beneath, looking for the fastening of her bra.
He broke their kiss and pushed her back until she was kneeling astride him. One by one, he undid her buttons until he could push her shirt back over her shoulders. It caught on her wrists and Godiva had to help him, fumbling at her cuffs until she could pull her shirt clear. She shrugged off her bra and he took it from her, folding it and placing it at the edge of the groundsheet. He lay back with his hands behind his head and stared at her.
From where she lay, behind and above, Light o'Love could not see Godiva’s breasts clearly, but The Lamplighter could and he liked them. “You are a beautiful, beautiful woman,” he said in his deep voice, and he reached out to take a breast in each hand. Godiva sighed and Light o'Love knew that her eyes would be closed as The Lamplighter played with her. Her head rolled from side to side.
With a powerful twist of his body, he turned her onto her back. He leaned over her and, with one big hand, he held her wrists together above her head. She did not take her eyes from his face as she waited quietly for what he would do to her. He bent to her and kissed her, her face, her eyes, her neck, her mouth. She struggled uselessly in his grip as he kissed and she returned his kisses. She still struggled as he kissed down to the pink tips of her breasts. Her eyes closed and she whimpered as he sucked and teased.
Light o'Love no longer felt any embarrassment. Watching her friends was not an intrusion and it was making her excited. She moved closer to Rossiter and he put his arm around her. He felt good beside her.
Below them, The Lamplighter had left Godiva’s breasts and pulled the rest of her clothes off. She kicked her legs free and lay back, one leg straight and the other bent at the knee, fallen sideways to open herself to him. Her pussy was a pink shadow beneath its wispy blonde fur. She was Eve incarnate, the woman who does nothing and still rules her man with her beauty.
The Lamplighter lay beside her and lowered his hand to the fork of her legs. Godiva propped herself up on her elbows and, like a mouse fascinated by a serpent, watched his masculine brown hand probing her, parting her lips and dipping into the nectar within. She dropped back with a moan and lifted her hips, thrusting them upwards in a slow rhythm to draw him into her. The Lamplighter played on as Godiva’s moans became louder and her movements faster.
Watching felt immensely exciting for Light o'Love, and she made no objection when Rossiter took his hand from around her shoulders and reached underneath her. She lifted her hips from the rock and allowed him to unclip her breeches and reach inside. His fingertips were roaming across her mound and she knew she was as wet as Godiva.
Godiva’s moaning had taken on a desperate tone as her climax drew near. She hung on to The Lamplighter with one hand while the other arm stretched out wide and gripped a fold in the ground sheet. Her eyes were closed tight and her face was red and strained.
With both hands, Light o'Love struggled to push her breeches and panties over her hips and halfway down her thighs. Now Rossiter had the freedom of her pussy and she lowered herself into the palm of his hand. He clasped his fingers into her wetness and she moved slowly against him. Ganxy Amazon Barnes and Noble Apple iTunes KOBO
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Light o'LovebyJacqueline George@JacquelineQPres
When Shirley arrives at the Institute, she thinks she will be studying Politics. But the Institute has a sterner purpose, the study of Witchcraft. Gradually, Shirley is introduced to the practice and history of the Craft. She has a talent for mind control and for romance, and is given her witch's name, Light o'Love...
Rossiter took in the situation. “Are you sure it’s them?”
“Of course. Look at them; who else could it be?”
“Exactly. Let me think. If they’re Nick’s people in disguise, he already knows we’re here, and Holly and Dhu Varren already know he is here. I’m going to cover us up. If Nick’s around, it will be as good as putting up a billboard advertising us, but he will know that anyway. If the people really are Godiva and The Lamplighter, they just won’t see us. But Nick will if he’s somewhere across the valley spying out the ground. We’ll be out of reach, but tempting. Sit still.”
Rossiter started his charms and crawled right around her making passes from above his head down to the rock they sat on. He turned and smiled to her. “There, we can watch them climb past and they won’t even know we’re here.”
Godiva and The Lamplighter had found the pack trail and were zigzagging up the side of the fell. They did not hurry, and Light o'Love could hear their chattering slowly coming nearer. They were young, cheerful and in love. Once they had climbed high enough, they left the path and headed towards the boulder where Rossiter and Light o'Love were hiding.
“They’re OK, I think,” Light o'Love whispered. “I can feel them and they’re genuine. What do you think?”
“I think so too, but why are they coming here?”
They were getting much closer and it was hard to look Godiva in the face without flinching and trying to hide.
“This looks good,” said Godiva as she got close enough to see the short grass. “No-one will be able to see us behind here.”
The Lamplighter looked suspiciously around one side of the boulder and then the other and finally he gave a wide smile and swung his small rucksack from his shoulders.
“This is just the right place. At last.” He pulled a folded groundsheet from his rucksack. Between them, they spread it on the grass behind the boulder. They unwrapped their anoraks from their waists and folded them as pillows. Godiva unlaced her boots, kicked them off, and rolled on top of The Lamplighter.
“Now I’ve got you,” she said. “All to myself. No escape.” She swung her hair to one side and started to kiss him.
Light o'Love looked at Rossiter. He had a naughty smile on his face as he lay on his stomach and settled down to watch. Light o'Love lay beside him. There was nothing else to do.They watched as the lovers giggled and kissed below them. They shared long sucking kisses as they drank and explored each other. The Lamplighter had already pulled Godiva’s shirt out and his hands were wandering beneath, looking for the fastening of her bra.
He broke their kiss and pushed her back until she was kneeling astride him. One by one, he undid her buttons until he could push her shirt back over her shoulders. It caught on her wrists and Godiva had to help him, fumbling at her cuffs until she could pull her shirt clear. She shrugged off her bra and he took it from her, folding it and placing it at the edge of the groundsheet. He lay back with his hands behind his head and stared at her.
From where she lay, behind and above, Light o'Love could not see Godiva’s breasts clearly, but The Lamplighter could and he liked them. “You are a beautiful, beautiful woman,” he said in his deep voice, and he reached out to take a breast in each hand. Godiva sighed and Light o'Love knew that her eyes would be closed as The Lamplighter played with her. Her head rolled from side to side.
With a powerful twist of his body, he turned her onto her back. He leaned over her and, with one big hand, he held her wrists together above her head. She did not take her eyes from his face as she waited quietly for what he would do to her. He bent to her and kissed her, her face, her eyes, her neck, her mouth. She struggled uselessly in his grip as he kissed and she returned his kisses. She still struggled as he kissed down to the pink tips of her breasts. Her eyes closed and she whimpered as he sucked and teased.
Light o'Love no longer felt any embarrassment. Watching her friends was not an intrusion and it was making her excited. She moved closer to Rossiter and he put his arm around her. He felt good beside her.
Below them, The Lamplighter had left Godiva’s breasts and pulled the rest of her clothes off. She kicked her legs free and lay back, one leg straight and the other bent at the knee, fallen sideways to open herself to him. Her pussy was a pink shadow beneath its wispy blonde fur. She was Eve incarnate, the woman who does nothing and still rules her man with her beauty.
The Lamplighter lay beside her and lowered his hand to the fork of her legs. Godiva propped herself up on her elbows and, like a mouse fascinated by a serpent, watched his masculine brown hand probing her, parting her lips and dipping into the nectar within. She dropped back with a moan and lifted her hips, thrusting them upwards in a slow rhythm to draw him into her. The Lamplighter played on as Godiva’s moans became louder and her movements faster.
Watching felt immensely exciting for Light o'Love, and she made no objection when Rossiter took his hand from around her shoulders and reached underneath her. She lifted her hips from the rock and allowed him to unclip her breeches and reach inside. His fingertips were roaming across her mound and she knew she was as wet as Godiva.
Godiva’s moaning had taken on a desperate tone as her climax drew near. She hung on to The Lamplighter with one hand while the other arm stretched out wide and gripped a fold in the ground sheet. Her eyes were closed tight and her face was red and strained.
With both hands, Light o'Love struggled to push her breeches and panties over her hips and halfway down her thighs. Now Rossiter had the freedom of her pussy and she lowered herself into the palm of his hand. He clasped his fingers into her wetness and she moved slowly against him. Ganxy Amazon Barnes and Noble Apple iTunes KOBO
Jacqueline lives in Far North Queensland, on the shore of the Coral Sea. She keeps herself busy with her cats and garden, and by writing books - some of which are far too naughty for her own good. You can find out more about Jacqueline and her books at
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In the Window by @SexyMuffyWilson ~ Flash Fiction Friday
Hello Flash Fans! Today is another 100 word, one inspiration photo Friday and all of us have this luscious picture to inspire our Muse. Well, what do I say? I say that if this photograph doesn’t tickle your Muse, nothing will!
Have a quick read and then visit the other participating authors at this link for their pieces on this lovely piece. Or, they are listed below like crochet loops on silken lace panties--one by one.
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In the Window
She was drunk with desire while she watched him workout in his apartment across the courtyard and sipped on a bottle of Pouilly-Fuisse. The cool crisp white wine ignited her palate with the same intensity of burning fireworks as she watched him exercise.
Inspired by his furrowed brow and the sweat coursing trails across his bulging biceps, her empty hand traced her own heartbeat from her flushed temple to the heat of her need nestled safely between her thighs.
Her fingers whipped keeping his pace and her eyes closed as she exploded inside only to find that he, too, had discovered her.© Muffy Wilson
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In the WindowShe was drunk with desire while she watched him workout in his apartment across the courtyard and sipped on a bottle of Pouilly-Fuisse. The cool crisp white wine ignited her palate with the same intensity of burning fireworks as she watched him exercise.
Inspired by his furrowed brow and the sweat coursing trails across his bulging biceps, her empty hand traced her own heartbeat from her flushed temple to the heat of her need nestled safely between her thighs.
Her fingers whipped keeping his pace and her eyes closed as she exploded inside only to find that he, too, had discovered her.© Muffy Wilson
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AuroraRose Andromeda
Doris O'Connor
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July 22, 2015
The Amber Voyeur (Gem Apocalypse Book Two) by Ravyn Rayne @blushingravyn ~` Release Blitz
The Amber VoyeurSeries: Gem Apocalypse Book TwoAuthor: Ravyn RaynePublisher: Blushing BooksGenre: Dystopian EroticaExpected Release: July 20th, 2015
No longer safe in Brayleigh, Aria and James travel by ship to find refuge and discover what’s left of the world. Dangerous seas and pirates lurking are only the start of their troubles. Forced off the boat with nothing but the clothes on their back, the crew and passengers make it to a nearby island, only to be abducted by the Knight Tribe, a clan of romantic warriors with a voyeuristic culture and a taste for nightly entertainment. Get swept away in this dystopian erotic adventure, brimming with romance, spankings, and betrayal. Add to Goodreads
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ExcerptThe hum of the engine died, and Aria heard the scream of unfamiliar words in a language she didn't recognize. Shots were fired in every direction forcing her to duck, throwing herself onto the floor of the ship. James lay right beside her, covering Aria with his body, shielding her from danger. She didn't have the courage to ask what happened. The warmth and security Aria felt from James vanished. A man covered in tattoos, his arms a canvas of ink, grabbed James by the arm and dragged him across the room. The second man accompanying him lifted Aria from the floor and escorted her up the stairwell. James walked just a few feet in front. The man dropped his hold on her as the passageway narrowed. A gun pressed into her back, a constant reminder of danger. Aria couldn't fight without risking her life. She hoped these men would steal what goods they came for and then leave. Forced outside, the lifeboats were just a few feet away. The sun began to set, and the sky twinkled like a sapphire without a cloud in the heavens. Even at dusk, beads of sweat trickled against Aria's forehead. Her black shirt stuck to her back, the cargo pants she wore were too hot for this climate. She didn't dare ask where they were; she didn't believe anyone would answer. They were forced against the wall. Would the lifeboats even float anymore? The old luxury cruise liner's paint faded from years of sun exposure. What would it have been like fifty years ago, before the devastation and destruction that their parents created, taking a luxury cruise? She would never know. The Gem Apocalypse had resulted in a war with only survivors, no heroes. "Move!" the man behind Aria said. His gun dug further into her back, and she pushed forward on James's heels. "Down!" They got down onto the ground with the other crew and passengers. Six men towered over them with guns. Aria was unfamiliar with the weapons, as they were larger than the ones the guards carried at the palace. "We'll be okay," James said as he sat beside Aria, reaching for her hand. Aria wanted to ask him how he could know that without a doubt. Hope shrank like a beacon of light fading in the distance. These men were thieves. She could smell the treachery and greed from where she sat. How did they end up here?
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The Emerald VirginGem Apocalypse Book OneAuthor: Ravyn RaynePublisher: Blushing BooksPublished: June 19, 2015Emerald – a girl with green eyes and a rarity after the horrific genocide that slaughtered millions. After the war, King Gideon rose in power. A lust-filled and greedy king that believed in the power of slavery. At eighteen, women were required to come before King Gideon and his four sons, to offer themselves as a courtesan. The princes took only those they found most attractive and alluring. The rest were returned to their homes with a brand on their wrist proving they had been through the process and rejected. Ignoring the ritual was punishable by death.Aria Stone had been kept hidden from the princes and the ceremony, because she was an Emerald. At twenty-three, the royal guards storm her home, murder her mother, and drag her to court. She must face the four princes.A dystopian erotic adventure.Amazon | Blushing Books | Barnes & NobleAbout the Author
Ravyn is a sassy, fun-loving, and adventure-seeking young woman. She loves to travel and can’t wait for her next vacation, wherever it might be.Ravyn writes romantic erotica. She began writing romance novels in college, spending her down time either reading a book or writing fiction. Please don’t make her choose between the two, she loves them equally.Although BURNING DESIRE is her debut romantic erotica novel, it is not her first published book. She has been published professionally since 2013. You can find her other books here.Blog | Facebook | Twitter | Amazon | Tsu | GoodreadsYour Comments Encourage♥ Thank you ♥♥ °*"˜✿˜"*° ♥
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The Prince and the Nun by Jacqueline George @JacquelineQPres ~ New Release
The Prince and the NunbyJacqueline George@JacquelineQPres
It is war time and Sister Therese is torn between her vows and the people she loves. She is trying to keep the handsome Prince Mefist at arm's length and at the same time protecting her friends.
Therese looked again in the mirror. The stockings made her legs seem very long. The black of the stockings and lace stood out against the white of her skin, and the neat patch of dark hair that Wanda had left was framed by the straps of the suspender belt. Her hair did nothing to hide the furrow below and the pink frills peeping from it. She found the picture interesting. Did all ladies look like this under their dresses? Nuns certainly did not look like this under their habits.“Stop admiring yourself and put this on.” Therese reddened and reached for the dress. As she pulled it over her head, it seemed no more than un-sewn scraps of silky material. She pulled the straps up onto her shoulders, and the dress hung loosely from her.“Wait a minute.” Wanda was behind her and fumbling low on her hips. She found the zip and started to pull it up. The dress tightened; first around her hips, and then upwards. It squeezed her and tightened about her chest as Wanda clicked the zip home. The bodice of the dress trapped her breasts uncomfortably, and she reached into the décolletage to pull them into place. The effect shocked her. The dress was cut so low that her breasts were almost completely exposed. Worse still, they were lifted up and offered like two ripe fruits on a tray. She stared in horror at the mirror.Wanda stood back and looked at her critically. “That’s a very good fit. Especially at the front. Turn around!”As she moved, she found her legs restricted by the tightness of the dress around her thighs. In the mirror she could see the shiny blackness moulding her hips and thighs. A lacy flare reached down from her knees to her ankles. Her bottom looked big and obvious. Wanda clapped her hands and laughed. “Dear Serge! He loves a good dupka, though not usually female ones. He just can’t help himself. I must get a photograph of you. He’ll be so happy.”“But it’s not like me….”“Of course not. You used to be a nun, but now…now it’s perfect. If I looked like that I could be Queen of Vienna. Stop complaining and see if you can do your hair and makeup the way I showed you.”The room was dark when they entered, lit only by the lights behind the bar and a single bulb of the many in the chandelier. Mefist sat at a table at the edge of the dance floor, and he stood to receive them. The table had glasses, a candle and a bottle of champagne. Wanda led her to him and twirled her around.“Doesn’t she look beautiful? Serge deserves a medal, and he’s never even seen her.”“My dear, you look wonderful,” said Mefist, bowing to kiss her hand, “and you too, Wanda. If you were in Vienna together, your beauty would set the world on fire. Sit down and we’ll toast the future.”While Mefist filled their glasses, Wanda put a record on the gramophone. American music, Cole Porter. The curtain over the entrance to the girls’ rooms rattled aside, and they danced into the room.Therese was stunned. After seeing the girls dance naked for so long, seeing them in their new clothes came as a shock. Not that any of them had dresses. They all wore stockings and heeled shoes, but none of them wore knickers. Above their stockings they wore a colourful mix of underwear. Short slips, lacy brassieres, bustiers or transparent night dresses, all different. As they danced in the semi-darkness, they hinted at sex and wickedness. Therese had seen none of this worldliness in them before.“Dance with them,” whispered Mefist. “They’re your girls….”Moving carefully in her high shoes, Therese was passed from arm to arm as she danced. Suddenly she no longer knew these girls, these beautiful women with their erotic clothes and their naked, siren sexes. They were elegant and smooth in her arms. Their hair swayed as they moved, and their red lips smiled at her. They frightened her. Ganxy Amazon Barnes and Noble Apple iTunes KOBO
Jacqueline lives in Far North Queensland, on the shore of the Coral Sea. She keeps herself busy with her cats and garden, and by writing books - some of which are far too naughty for her own good. You can find out more about Jacqueline and her books at
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July 20, 2015
Daughter of Valor by Emily Mims @EmilyMimsAuthor ~ Blitz and Rafflecopter #Free #Giveaway
BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE – Daughter of Valor SERIES – Texas Hill Country Series AUTHOR – Emily Mims GENRE – Romantic suspense PUBLICATION DATE – January 2015 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 332 pages, 99,500 words PUBLISHER – Boroughs Publishing Group COVER ARTIST – Boroughs Publishing Group Art DepartmentBOOK SYNOPSISWounded war hero Holly Riley has come home to the lake shore community of Heaven’s Point to recover from her injuries and build a new life for herself with her band of fellow wounded warriors. Temporarily employed as a nanny by charismatic Congressional candidate and neighbor Jimmy Adamcik, Holly and Jimmy quickly begin to care for one another in spite of Holly’s distrust of politics. But Jimmy finds himself sucked deeper and deeper into the seamy side of the political process, and an old enemy from Jimmy’s past targets Holly’s soldiers one by one. Will Jimmy and Holly’s love survive the double onslaught-or will they be the final target of their unknown enemy’s rage?
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EXCERPTJimmy took one look at Holly’s face and ushered her in grimly. “They decided to support Navarro, didn’t they?” he demanded tersely. “I tried to get them to change their minds,” she said quietly. “I’m sorry.” “You’re sorry?” he demanded incredulously. “You and your buddies are going to embarrass the hell out of my campaign and you’re sorry? May I be so bold as to ask what made them throw their support to Navarro?” “Jimmy, get real,” she shot back. “You have platitudes. He has a plan.” He flinched. “So they realize the position I’m in with your mother and her buddies?” “That’s part of the problem,” she admitted. “They feel like you won’t have the freedom to represent their best interests and Navarro will.” “Why didn’t you fight them?” he asked. “Why are you just going along with what they’re doing to me?” Holly was silent for a moment. “Because if I weren’t involved with you, I would be doing exactly what they are. And as much as I hate to admit it, I think Alex Navarro would be light years better for me and my soldiers than you would.” “Oh, really? Then your buddies can take a hike and you can go with them,” he said angrily. It was Holly’s turn to flinch. “If that’s how you feel I will most certainly be taking that hike. But first I’m going to tell you to your face that you are a hypocrite of the highest order. Yes, you are,” she said when he started to object. “You expect me to separate my feelings for you from my work with the soldiers. You expect them to understand when you would rather brown-nose my mother and her supporters for their money than support them. And then you act like a spoiled brat when my soldiers throw their support to the candidate who might actually do something for them. That, my friend, is hypocritical.” She jerked open the front door and turned back around. “You know, Jimmy, an election isn’t just about money,” she said softly, “it’s about votes. And if you run off all your votes chasing the money, you’re going to lose the election, no matter how much money mom’s cronies put into your coffers.”AUTHOR BIOThe author of twenty romance novels, Emily Mims combined her writing career with a career in public education until leaving the classroom to write full time. The mother of two sons, she and her husband split their time between central Texas and eastern Tennessee. For relaxation she plays the piano, organ, dulcimer and ukulele. She says, “I love to write romances because I believe in them. Romance happened to me and it can happen to any woman-if she’ll just let it.”AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKSAMAZON AUTHOR PAGE – WEBSITE / BLOG – FACEBOOK – TWITTER – GOODREADS GIVEAWAY PRIZES$25 Amazon Gift Card
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The Emerald Virgin by Ravyn Rayne @blughingravyn ~ Blitz
BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE – Emerald Virgin SERIES – Gem Apocalypse Book One AUTHOR – Ravyn Rayne GENRE – Dystopian Erotica PUBLICATION DATE – June 19th LENGTH (Pages/# Words) - 25k words PUBLISHER – Blushing Books COVER ARTIST – Blushing Books
BOOK SYNOPSISEmerald - a girl with green eyes and a rarity after the horrific genocide that slaughtered millions. After the war, King Gideon rose in power. A lust- filled and greedy king that believed in the power of slavery.At eighteen, women were required to come before King Gideon and his four sons, to offer themselves as a courtesan. The princes took only those they found most attractive and alluring. The rest were returned to their homes with a brand on their wrist proving they had been through the process and rejected. Ignoring the ritual was punishable by death.Aria Stone had been kept hidden from the princes and the ceremony, because she was an Emerald. At twenty-three, the royal guards storm her home, murder her mother, and drag her to court. She must face the four princes.A dystopian erotic adventure.BUY & TBR LINKSAMAZON KINDLE US – AMAZON KINDLE CA –
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EXCERPT"You are a handful. I should have known that's why Henry walked right on by without so much as a second glance. For a brother that likes gems, he must have known the trouble one would cause."Aria sneered at James. "Tell me you don't believe it." Emeralds, people with green eyes, are known to be power and money hungry. Does James think that about her? It's not true. No part of the belief system created to destroy the world in genocide was true. How could James think of her like that? She may not be easy or pleasant at times, but she wasn't what the enemy said.James shifted in his seat. "Of course not, but you are trouble. I can see it in you, the rebellious streak. My father will beat it out of you.""So what? I'm supposed to pretend it doesn't bother me that he ordered the execution ofmy mother and dragged me from my home, drugged me, stripped me naked, and stole my freedom? No part of what you and your father are doing is okay."James grimaced. "I am sorry about your mother. I can't change our world, but I canprotect you here."
AUTHOR BIORavyn is a sassy, fun-loving, and adventure-seeking young woman. She loves to travel and can’t wait for her next vacation, wherever it might be.Ravyn writes romantic erotica. She began writing romance novels in college, spending her down time either reading a book or writing fiction. Please don’t make her choose between the two, she loves them equally.Although BURNING DESIRE is her debut romantic erotica novel, it is not her first published book. She has been published professionally since 2013. You can find her other books here.AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKSAMAZON AUTHOR PAGE – WEBSITE / BLOG – FACEBOOK –
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The Burning by Susan Squires @susansquires ~ Release Blitz
BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE – The Burning SERIES – The Companion Series AUTHOR – Susan Squires GENRE – Regency Paranormal Romance PUBLICATION DATE – July 21, 2015 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 122,752 words PUBLISHER – Independent COVER ARTIST – Rebecca Poole, Dreams2Media
BOOK SYNOPSISAward-winning, bestselling author Susan Squires brings you into a world of erotic temptation that comes alive at night and thrives on our darkest secrets and longings. Take the journey to an unforgettable place in the heart of darkness and desire…
A FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION…
It is 1821 and all who know the beautiful, mysterious Ann Van Helsing believe she is insane. Yet Ann’s curse is the deep psychic ability that shows her everything about another human being—their history, thoughts and desires—simply by touching them. Overwhelmed by a power she can barely control, Ann roams the quiet woods and caves near her estate, searching for an elusive peace. Here she encounters the man who will change everything…
LEAVES HER YEARNING…
To atone for an unforgivable transgression against his own kind, vampire Stephan Sincai has become a vigilante who must hunt and kill those whom other vampires have made. When Ann discovers Stephen bleeding in her cave, she reaches tries to help him. The moment she touches him she knows every fiber of Stephens being—and the knowledge is at once frightening and irresistible…
FOR ETERNAL FULFILLMENT…
Ann and Stephen are drawn together by a powerful force. As they fight against the evil surrounding them, an enemy bent on destroying them will make them choose between what they love and what they fear the most….
GRIPPING AND UNFORGETTABLE...
Romantic Times (4 ½ star review) on The CompanionBUY & TBR LINKSAMAZON KINDLE – AMAZON KINDLE CA – AMAZON KINDLE UK AMAZON PAPERBACK – SMASHWORDS – iTUNES
EXCERPTTRANSYLVANIA, PROVINCE OF THE HAPSBURG EMPIRE, SEPTEMBER 1820
They ran their hands over his body. There were three of them. Their palms rubbed his chest, his hips and thighs, and the bulge of his biceps where his wrists were bound above his head. The nails scraped lightly, threatening. He knew what was to come. The stone bench on which he lay was hard against the bare flesh of his buttocks and shoulders, but the room was warm. They loved heat. It was a true luxury in the winter of the Carpathian Mountains. The only illumination came from the fire licking at the logs in the great stone arches. Above him, their faces hung, unreal in the flickering light. Their eyes glowed red. Now they would compel him. Their low moans filled the little room cut into the rocky heart of the monastery. He knew every crevice in its stone by now. This room held his torment and possibly his salvation.
“Test him well, tonight, sisters,” one of them whispered. Her breasts brushed his belly. “Is he worthy of our father’s trust?" another breathed into his ear.
He felt his loins throb, tight with a need he dared not indulge. He had no idea whether they compelled that need, or whether it belonged to him. A tongue found his nipple. He could not help but arch up into it. The chains clanked. A hand cupped his balls. He felt the scrape of canines at his throat. They wanted blood tonight. He waited for the pain. How would he bear their ministrations in the long hours ahead?
You deserve this, he told himself. A thousand years of torment would not atone for your crimes. You have one chance at redemption and they will help you to it.
He breathed as they had taught him. He focused inward, searching for an island of control. His shoulders relaxed. All emotion drained slowly away. The piercing of his carotid was a fact of pain, no more. One of them sucked at his throat while the others kept him roused.
But now he was ready for whatever they might do to him. He would become what was required. No matter the cost, he would atone.
AUTHOR BIOSusan Squires is a New York Times bestselling author known for breaking the rules of romance writing. Whatever her time period, or subject, some element of the paranormal always creeps in. Susan’s work has won multiple contests including the Holt Medallion, the Golden Heart and the Book Buyer’s Best Award and reviewer's choice awards from RT BookReviews. Publisher's Weekly named Body Electric one of the most influential mass market books of 2003 and One with the Shadows, the fifth in her vampire Companion Series, a Best book of 2007. Time for Eternity, the first in the DaVinci time travel series, received a starred review from Publisher's Weekly.Susan has a Masters in English literature from UCLA and once toiled as an executive for a Fortune 500 company. Now she lives at the beach in Southern California with her husband, Harry, a writer of supernatural thrillers, and three very active Belgian Sheepdogs, who like to help her write by putting their chins on the keyboarddddddddddddddddddddddd.AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKSAMAZON AUTHOR PAGE – WEBSITE / BLOG –
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Anthology Submissions Call ~ This Beautiful Escape: Ataxia Awareness Fundraiser @Ataxia_CA ~ Authors, Please Help Others
*** CALL-TO-ACTION ***I am appealing to all my friends to help.
Please
read the following post thoroughly. I am not asking you to give money or really much more than your time. You will benefit is so many ways by supporting this initiative to raise awareness and money and all it will take is a few lines from you that will be published in an anthology, sold with the proceeds going to Ataxia Canada and your inspirational message
distributed worldwide with international exposure
but may actually help someone or touch their lives in some positive way that you will never know.
Please help those in need of help themselves.
We are working with author Melissa Ann on a project for Ataxia awareness. The project will be involving authors worldwide. I hope you'll take a moment to read Melissa's letter below about the project. We could really use your help.
Title:
This Beautiful Escape
The TBR link for the anthology!! https://www.goodreads.com/…/…/25810779-this-beautiful-escape
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MelissaAnn Books on behalf of Ataxie Canadawww.ataxie.ca
May 28/2015
I am reaching out today to raise awareness about an illness which is near and dear to my heart. I was diagnosed with Episodic Ataxia in 2005, but have lived with it since birth. Ataxia is a progressive disease that attacks the nervous system. At this time there is no known cure. The link below will provide a better understanding of the challenges an individual with Ataxia will face throughout the course of their life.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_cyjeEDenPI&app=desktop
Although it can present challenges, I remind myself it could always be worse. I choose to inspire people with the message every person has a purpose, and the challenges we face, and overcome, are what makes us the wonderful individuals we are. As writers, we have the power to send a message to our readers, and this is why you have been contacted today.
With the help of the author community, I would like to create an anthology. Each author who participates will be asked to write an inspirational message. Whether it’s done through poetry, a short story or a personal experience is up to you, the writer. Once complete, the work will be published in e-book format. My vision is to make this a daily reading experience for the reader. Each day the reader will fire up their e-reader and can read a new, inspirational message from a different author. This book isn’t about writing in a specific genre, but rather about writing from the heart, and let’s face it, who better to do this than an author? This project will not only raise awareness and money for Ataxia, but it will also allow the reader to see our deeper sides and perhaps help them in some way.
Guidelines for your masterpieces is as follows:
1. There is no word count requirement, but please keep in mind it is meant as a daily reading.2. The message has to be inspirational or motivational3. Editing is your responsibility. The book will be published as is.Deadline for final submission is October 10, 2015, no later than 5:00pm EST.
The book will launch November 24th and all proceeds will be donated directly to Ataxia Canada.
A & L Promotions (on Facebook), website here, will be hosting an event for the launch November 24th through November 27th. Contributing authors will be participating in takeovers during this time. The last day of the event, a silent auction will be held, where signed paperback books, which have been donated, will be bid upon.
Ataxia Canada has been informed, and is thrilled to be on board. An event page has been setup, but still needs some work before it will be fully up and running.
https://www.facebook.com/events/1589873971289953/
It is with deepest hope you will consider participating in this project. Whether it’s to contribute to the anthology and/or donate a signed paperback, every ounce of support counts. It is with you, my fellow authors, a difference can, and will, be made. Let’s use our gift to send messages of love and inspiration.
Thank you for taking the time to read this letter. It is with sincerest hope you will take part in this mission and be the pebbles that create the ripple effect of changing the world.
If you would like to participate, please fill out the google form provided.
https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1TZgpRqYFsiNb6blLgvMniusLjRH-cNlXUugrJ1Vmu28/viewform
Respectfully, Melissa Ann
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Please help those in need of help themselves.
We are working with author Melissa Ann on a project for Ataxia awareness. The project will be involving authors worldwide. I hope you'll take a moment to read Melissa's letter below about the project. We could really use your help.
Title:
This Beautiful Escape
The TBR link for the anthology!! https://www.goodreads.com/…/…/25810779-this-beautiful-escape
Please feel free to share s Thank you
MelissaAnn Books on behalf of Ataxie Canadawww.ataxie.ca
May 28/2015
I am reaching out today to raise awareness about an illness which is near and dear to my heart. I was diagnosed with Episodic Ataxia in 2005, but have lived with it since birth. Ataxia is a progressive disease that attacks the nervous system. At this time there is no known cure. The link below will provide a better understanding of the challenges an individual with Ataxia will face throughout the course of their life.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_cyjeEDenPI&app=desktop
Although it can present challenges, I remind myself it could always be worse. I choose to inspire people with the message every person has a purpose, and the challenges we face, and overcome, are what makes us the wonderful individuals we are. As writers, we have the power to send a message to our readers, and this is why you have been contacted today.
With the help of the author community, I would like to create an anthology. Each author who participates will be asked to write an inspirational message. Whether it’s done through poetry, a short story or a personal experience is up to you, the writer. Once complete, the work will be published in e-book format. My vision is to make this a daily reading experience for the reader. Each day the reader will fire up their e-reader and can read a new, inspirational message from a different author. This book isn’t about writing in a specific genre, but rather about writing from the heart, and let’s face it, who better to do this than an author? This project will not only raise awareness and money for Ataxia, but it will also allow the reader to see our deeper sides and perhaps help them in some way.
Guidelines for your masterpieces is as follows:
1. There is no word count requirement, but please keep in mind it is meant as a daily reading.2. The message has to be inspirational or motivational3. Editing is your responsibility. The book will be published as is.Deadline for final submission is October 10, 2015, no later than 5:00pm EST.
The book will launch November 24th and all proceeds will be donated directly to Ataxia Canada.
A & L Promotions (on Facebook), website here, will be hosting an event for the launch November 24th through November 27th. Contributing authors will be participating in takeovers during this time. The last day of the event, a silent auction will be held, where signed paperback books, which have been donated, will be bid upon.
Ataxia Canada has been informed, and is thrilled to be on board. An event page has been setup, but still needs some work before it will be fully up and running.
https://www.facebook.com/events/1589873971289953/
It is with deepest hope you will consider participating in this project. Whether it’s to contribute to the anthology and/or donate a signed paperback, every ounce of support counts. It is with you, my fellow authors, a difference can, and will, be made. Let’s use our gift to send messages of love and inspiration.
Thank you for taking the time to read this letter. It is with sincerest hope you will take part in this mission and be the pebbles that create the ripple effect of changing the world.
If you would like to participate, please fill out the google form provided.
https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1TZgpRqYFsiNb6blLgvMniusLjRH-cNlXUugrJ1Vmu28/viewform
Respectfully, Melissa Ann
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The Blyss Trilogy by J.C. Cliff @Cliff3J ~ Blog Tour and Rafflecopter #Free #Giveaway
Title: The Blyss TrilogyBook 1# BlyssBook 2# Blyssful LiesBook 3# Blyssfully UndoneAuthor: J.C. Cliff
Blyss (Blyss Trilogy #1) Blyss is something the world has been trying to create since the beginning of time, the ultimate aphrodisiac, a drug used against women with one single purpose in mind ....
Julianna Oakley has just finished up her junior year at college and flies home to spend her last free summer with her father on their prestigious Georgia estate. Julianna isn't the stereotypical rich girl, a spoiled prima-donna. She's down to earth and has an independent streak a mile wide, insisting she makes her own way in this world.
Nick has been setting the stage for a long time, and sparks fly when their separate worlds collide. She is Nick's ultimate obsession, and he will stop at nothing to own her.
When Travis, Nick's right hand man, lays his eyes on the prize, all hell breaks loose. He should know Nick is playing for keeps, and while Julianna is fighting for her freedom, a lifetime full of secrets and twisted perceptions slowly unravel as Julianna gets caught in the fray.
Blyssful Lies (Blyss Trilogy #2) Learning how to survive in her new world, Julianna has no choice but to play “The game of Life.” Except it's Nick's game, and his rules apply. Captivity, drugs, and submission are the cards that are dealt, and it's a losing game.
Biding her time as she waits for her rescuers, it's far from smooth sailing, because all too quickly the rules abruptly change as Nick takes matters into his own hands…
As the drama unfolds, and hesitating to interfere, Travis has everything to lose should he decide to step in, including his life. It's opposition at its finest – freedom versus control as Nick and Julianna face the ultimate battle of wills.
While Travis has the uncanny ability to manipulate her with a single touch, Nick struggles to conquer her body, mind, and soul.
It's every man for themselves as each have their own secret agenda, including Julianna, whose plan is simple: survive.
Blyssfully Undone (Blyss Trilogy #3) This is Julianna’s story. She lived a normal life until she was about to turn twenty-one, and then all hell broke loose. Years of diabolical scheming unraveling at the seams, unleashing torrents of lies and deceit. The whirlwind of chaos and heartbreak will forever change the game.
Her chosen fate is one of stellar proportions, and she struggles to keep sane, trying to hold it together every step of the way. As the matrix of her concealed past unfolds to deliver the final blow, rationality and sanity begin to take on a definition and meaning of its own.
Nick thinks he’s the night in shining armor while Travis believes he will be enough to save her from herself, but does she even want to be saved?
Both men want her. Both men love her, and both men want to claim her, keeping her for themselves. But, as usual, Julianna has other plans.
The Blyss Trilogy: An Adult Dark Romantic Suspense.This contemporary erotic captive romance book is full of suspense, action, and adventure. This is a dark, erotic thriller that will have you hanging on to the edges of your e-reader as you wonder which alpha male you want to fall in love with. Will you be team Travis or team Nick?
BlyssBlyssful LiesBlyssfully Undone
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J.C. Cliff is an independent author who strives to deliver a strong story line, keeping the reader captivated throughout. She loves the element of surprise, creating unique twists and turns while creating thrill and suspense. Oh yes, and lets not forget, making a little explicit romance happen in between.
She's a die hard 80's rock'n roll fan, and loves a good concert! JC wears many hats. They include wife of 24 years, 4 children, small business owner, writer, reader, and what ever else is required of her. She loves taboo stories with twists and turns, and full of suspense.
When she's not writing mind-blowing twists and turns which include erotica, she likes to spend her time with her family and friends. Her pastimes include: offshore fishing, learning anything new, sewing, spending time at the beach, or the mountains.
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BOOK INFORMATIONTITLE – The Burning SERIES – The Companion Series AUTHOR – Susan Squires GENRE – Regency Paranormal Romance PUBLICATION DATE – July 21, 2015 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 122,752 words PUBLISHER – Independent COVER ARTIST – Rebecca Poole, Dreams2Media
BOOK SYNOPSISAward-winning, bestselling author Susan Squires brings you into a world of erotic temptation that comes alive at night and thrives on our darkest secrets and longings. Take the journey to an unforgettable place in the heart of darkness and desire…
A FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION…
It is 1821 and all who know the beautiful, mysterious Ann Van Helsing believe she is insane. Yet Ann’s curse is the deep psychic ability that shows her everything about another human being—their history, thoughts and desires—simply by touching them. Overwhelmed by a power she can barely control, Ann roams the quiet woods and caves near her estate, searching for an elusive peace. Here she encounters the man who will change everything…
LEAVES HER YEARNING…
To atone for an unforgivable transgression against his own kind, vampire Stephan Sincai has become a vigilante who must hunt and kill those whom other vampires have made. When Ann discovers Stephen bleeding in her cave, she reaches tries to help him. The moment she touches him she knows every fiber of Stephens being—and the knowledge is at once frightening and irresistible…
FOR ETERNAL FULFILLMENT…
Ann and Stephen are drawn together by a powerful force. As they fight against the evil surrounding them, an enemy bent on destroying them will make them choose between what they love and what they fear the most….
GRIPPING AND UNFORGETTABLE...
Romantic Times (4 ½ star review) on The Companion BUY & TBR LINKSAMAZON KINDLE – AMAZON KINDLE CA – AMAZON KINDLE UK AMAZON PAPERBACK – SMASHWORDS – iTUNES
EXCERPTTRANSYLVANIA, PROVINCE OF THE HAPSBURG EMPIRE, SEPTEMBER 1820
They ran their hands over his body. There were three of them. Their palms rubbed his chest, his hips and thighs, and the bulge of his biceps where his wrists were bound above his head. The nails scraped lightly, threatening. He knew what was to come. The stone bench on which he lay was hard against the bare flesh of his buttocks and shoulders, but the room was warm. They loved heat. It was a true luxury in the winter of the Carpathian Mountains. The only illumination came from the fire licking at the logs in the great stone arches. Above him, their faces hung, unreal in the flickering light. Their eyes glowed red. Now they would compel him. Their low moans filled the little room cut into the rocky heart of the monastery. He knew every crevice in its stone by now. This room held his torment and possibly his salvation.
“Test him well, tonight, sisters,” one of them whispered. Her breasts brushed his belly. “Is he worthy of our father’s trust?" another breathed into his ear.
He felt his loins throb, tight with a need he dared not indulge. He had no idea whether they compelled that need, or whether it belonged to him. A tongue found his nipple. He could not help but arch up into it. The chains clanked. A hand cupped his balls. He felt the scrape of canines at his throat. They wanted blood tonight. He waited for the pain. How would he bear their ministrations in the long hours ahead?
You deserve this, he told himself. A thousand years of torment would not atone for your crimes. You have one chance at redemption and they will help you to it.
He breathed as they had taught him. He focused inward, searching for an island of control. His shoulders relaxed. All emotion drained slowly away. The piercing of his carotid was a fact of pain, no more. One of them sucked at his throat while the others kept him roused.
But now he was ready for whatever they might do to him. He would become what was required. No matter the cost, he would atone.
AUTHOR BIOSusan Squires is a New York Times bestselling author known for breaking the rules of romance writing. Whatever her time period, or subject, some element of the paranormal always creeps in. Susan’s work has won multiple contests including the Holt Medallion, the Golden Heart and the Book Buyer’s Best Award and reviewer's choice awards from RT BookReviews. Publisher's Weekly named Body Electric one of the most influential mass market books of 2003 and One with the Shadows, the fifth in her vampire Companion Series, a Best book of 2007. Time for Eternity, the first in the DaVinci time travel series, received a starred review from Publisher's Weekly.Susan has a Masters in English literature from UCLA and once toiled as an executive for a Fortune 500 company. Now she lives at the beach in Southern California with her husband, Harry, a writer of supernatural thrillers, and three very active Belgian Sheepdogs, who like to help her write by putting their chins on the keyboarddddddddddddddddddddddd.AUTHOR FOLLOW LINKSAMAZON AUTHOR PAGE – WEBSITE / BLOG –
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