Monday, October 31, 2016

Skye Maddox

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Ascendance: The Pyramid Dommes Series #2
Author: Skye Maddox
Cover: Kozzi/Skye Maddox
Alyssia continues her challenges as manager of The Pyramid Club. A known establishment among elite clientele and her second home. She's made her mark in the business world and often referred to as "Boss". That serving title didn't come easy and Julio Santiago only adds to the challenge. Alyssia’s time is consumed by her boyfriend even more-so when she dominates him in the bedroom. This is the only place Julio renders control and Alyssia calls the shots. Not everything is always smooth sailing. Just when they both finely complement each other they are pulled apart by the struggles that endanger the same people they love. Can Alyssia finally ascend into her power throne or will Julio turn the tables causing Alyssia to slam the breaks on their fast track relationship.

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“You should shower and relax. I have emails to answer then I’ll come to bed.” I opened my laptop climbing on my settee watching Julio go into the bathroom.
“Hey, are you still angry with me?” Julio stood glistening with a dew from his shower and a towel wrapped low in his hips.
“I don’t know. I don’t want to think about it anymore if that’s alright with you?” Already finished with work I climbed into bed surprised my body had been pulled to the edge of the bed. Julio pinned me with his weight assaulting me with kisses.
My anger subsided leaving me more with hurt pride than anything else. I didn’t appreciate being treated like a glass princess. I had my childhood memories for that.
“I think you deserve to be punished for your disappearance today. You forget I am strong, confident and most of all, the one in control of my life.” I used my legs to push him off me and sank to the floor pulling a velvet box from under the bed.
“What are you doing? Where did you get that from?’ Julio’s eyes bulged studying the velvet box he immediately recognized.
“I took it from your private suite at The Pyramid. You spend so much time here I’m afraid my scarves and belts won’t be enough. Assume the position and don’t make me ask twice.”
The whole night he moaned from pleasure only I could give him.
“Morning Querida. Can you please free my hands?” Julio looked even sexier with his hands bound and ruffled hair. He’d paid for his deception and took his punishment well or enjoyed it in this case.
I straddled him looking into his beautiful blue eyes catching his smile pull up at the corner of his mouth. I kissed his lips softly lingering just long enough to make him gasp. I worked the knots of the velvet rope around his hands slowly rubbing at his wrists. He grunted the moment they were free and flipped me, pinning me under him. He brushed my hair off my face lightly touching my face with the pads of his fingertips. I bit my lower lip studying this strong gorgeous man above me. I traced my finger across his forehead, down his cheek and across his jaw. We kissed and caressed each other with just as much intimacy as if we’d made love.
“I am late for work and need a shower. Are you staying in?” Julio sat sitting me in his lap.
“I am. I have a lunch date with Natasha and Nicolas. They are meeting his parents for dinner tonight. I’m not sure why I was asked to lunch and I couldn’t say ‘No’ either. I will let you know how it goes. Share the shower?” He scooped me into his arms carrying me to the bathroom.

Also by Skye Maddox
The Experiment: The Pyramid Dommes Series #1

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Skye lives in Texas with her high school sweetheart. She’s an avid reader and chocolate lover. She loves taking her stories to the next dramatic level. Her interest in erotica and dark erotica genre come alive in the books she brings to you. When she is not involved in her writing process she loves to spend quiet time with her husband and an occasional glass of wine.

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Sunday, October 30, 2016

Andie M. Long


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MEET THE TURNERS in the hilarious Ball Games Series. The First Four novellas now available in one sexy fabulous bundle. BALLS: Camille Turner meets ex-tormenter Dylan Ball again, only now he’s grown up and HOT. SNOW BALLS: Tyler Turner gets his eviction notice. It’s son versus mum Dora, but while he’s at war will he ever notice he has an admirer? NEW BALLS PLEASE: Feeling ignored Dora goes on holiday to learn tennis. While she’s there partner Tim turns Alpha. At the same time, a guilty Dora reads one of her self-help books about becoming a devoted Housewife. What’s going to happen when they reuinite? BALLS FORE: A blast from past returns to upset Beth and her carefully ordered life. JINGLE BALLS (Book Five) out 2nd December!

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It’s not every day a chocolate penis is wanged in your face. ‘Mum. Stop it, you’re in a children’s play centre,’ yells my best mate, Camille. Her shouting only has more people turning towards us. ‘Oh, Camille. How do you think all those children were made? If it wasn’t for willies, there wouldn’t be anyone in your business.’ ‘Talking about business, leave Beth alone.’ ‘But she’s an expert.’ ‘Not with penises I’m not.’ I sigh. ‘But chocolate, yes. Cam, go make us a drink so I can have a proper conversation with your mum.’
Young couple kissiing 
  Sighing, I follow Dylan through the bank. I can’t help noticing that for an arsehole, his bottom is rather nice. Tight and firm. He swings round. 'Are you checking out my bum?' 'No.' I go to flip my hair but meet nothing as it's in the damn ponytail. 'Sorry, my mistake,' Dylan raises his hands in mock surrender. ‘That’s just how it looked. You know, in the reflection there.' He points to a glass cabinet. I look and see our reflections. Fuck. 'It's a kink in the glass or something. Makes it look weird.' I fold my arms around myself. Dylan tilts his head as he looks at me. 'Kink, hey? Hmm.’ *** What the fuck does she read? I called in sick again. It's now late Tuesday morning and I've spent hours pouring over these books. Billionaires. Cowboys. Rock Stars. I've also been through the shelves. Dora already had a couple of the books I've bought her. One thing they all have in common? What I have seen termed as an Alpha Male. Basically, you start off treating the woman like absolute shit, but it's okay because you have issues. It's not personal, it's because you're an orphan.
  Time passing. Blue hourglass. 
 In these books, every one of them is an orphan. Could the authors not be fucking bothered to write parents and family in? Fuck those few thousand words and complications. Road accident for Ma and Pa. Job done. Well, I'm not an orphan but my mum died a few years ago, so that's something I can work with. I'll develop some kind of issue with it, to make myself angry.

Meet The Author...

Andie M. Long is author of The Alpha series which includes Amazon Number One Erotic Thriller The Alphabet Game; Co-writer of the Amazon Number One Erotic Romance/Adult fiction bestseller The Bunk Up with DH Sidebottom and The Ball Games series, amongst others. She lives in Sheffield with her son and long suffering partner. When not being partner, mother, employee or writer she can usually be found on Facebook or walking her whippet, Bella. Andie will be signing in Liverpool  and Newcastle 2017 and York 2018.
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Saturday, October 29, 2016

Destini Rose

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Title: Finally
Author: Destini Rose
Cover Designer: Susan Garwood from Wicked Women Designs
Release Date: October 25, 2016
Jillian is a single mom of three after her husband ran out on her two years ago. She has worked three jobs for two years just to stay afloat and take care of her babies. Fed up, her best friend kidnaps her for a long weekend at the family lake house. While there her best friends brothers come on to her and try to talk her into a relationship with the two of them. Can she trust her heart and her childrens hearts to them? When she and her babies start getting threatened, can and will she trust them with their lives?  
Destini lives with her husband, three kids, and a whole herd of animals in a small town in Southwest Missouri. She is an avid reader and has a love-hate relationship with her writing. In her spare time you can find her chasing after her three demon children, with a book in hand, or in front of her laptop. She also really likes wine. A lot.

Lindsay Cross


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Merc: His name is Merc. He has no past. No future. Only a thirst for revenge against the traitor who betrayed his team and his country – Agent Jack Mankel. When he’s handed a mission to rescue a sitting US senator’s daughter from the traitor’s clutches, Merc jumps at his chance for vengeance, never dreaming the girl he rescued could be his downfall… Nightshade: She walks in the night. She is a shadow. An operative so elite even the president doesn’t know of her existence. Her whole life, she’s lived to serve, raised in the black-ops team her father, Jack Mankel, created. Then her whole world is turned upside down when she learns the sister she once thought dead is really alive; and to save her, Nightshade will have to take on the hardest mission of her life… Merc knows he doesn’t deserve her. Nightshade knows she can’t have him. But a connection so powerful neither of them can resist draws them closer, even as a betrayal so deep threatens to destroy their very existence.

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“So, what you're saying is, I cannot move freely about my own house? That my father lied and he really is going to keep me here?” “If your father is as smart as I think he is, he will.” That was the only way their team could guarantee her protection and safety. No matter how heavily secured the estate remained, until J was brought down, Caroline Cotter’s life was at risk. “So then why even bother rescuing me if you were just going to make me exchange one prison for another?” Merc snorted. “I would hardly call this a prison.” “And what would you know about prisons?” Without thinking, his feet carried him across the room, not stopping until his shins bumped into the couch cushion. “I know a lot more than you do, princess. Trust me, your father’s only doing what's necessary to keep you safe. The minute you step out the door, you could be targeted. He has snipers that could kill you from over a thousand yards away, and no matter how hard I try, I won't be able to predict that or stop the bullet.” “I’ll be trapped here for the rest of my life, then? What kind of life is that?” “The kind where you stay alive and breathing,” Merc countered. Her nostrils flared, her knuckles turning white as she squeezed the couch. “I refuse to live my life ruled by fear.” “I'm not asking you to live like this forever, just until we capture him.” Merc tried to reason with her. Surely she could see his logic, couldn’t she? “And what if that's a year from now? Two years? Never?” Caroline lifted her chin and Merc’s admiration of her spirit rose. She had an unrelenting thread of strength running through every word. She argued with logic and passion, not tears and emotion. And although it made no damn sense whatsoever, he found himself agreeing with her. There is no way in hell Merc would let anyone tell him where he could and could not go, or  keep him locked up indoors for the rest of his life.
Just the thought chafed him, so he could only imagine how it made Caroline feel, especially after being held captive. “I’m sorry, but I can’t take the chance that he will get to you again.” He refused to allow her to be injured or captured again, not under his watch. “Besides, it won’t be that long. We’ll find him or he’ll come here to finish what he started.” Which meant cleaning up his tracks and the only guarantee for that would be killing Caroline. “He won’t stop. Believe me, I know from personal experience.” She plucked at a small loose thread on the back of the leather couch. “How exactly do you know my – my father’s enemy? I thought he worked for Cotter.” Merc’s lips twisted into a cruel snare of a smile, more of self-depreciation than anything else. “Once upon a time, I was young and stupid and I believed all the bullshit J fed me. He’d saved me when I wasn’t much older than a teenager. At the time, I thought it was because he was a good man, but later on, I found out it was because he’d seen me in action as a solider. He valued my skills and wanted to use me.” “So before him, you worked for the CIA?” Merc never told anyone about his lack of memory, not even his TF-S teammates, but there was something about the girl standing in front of him that made him want to tell her. “I don't remember anything before waking up in a hospital with J telling me he’d barely saved my life. He told me I was a foot soldier, but I never found my records. Who knows, I could've been black ops before then – a mercenary, an assassin – or I could have been some CIA recruit injured in battle, something I might not ever know.” Normally he’d feel that pang of self-loathing for letting J get away, but this time, looking into Caroline’s eyes, he had zero regrets for choosing her life over his past. “What you're saying is basically your entire life has been some sort of training and work as a soldier. Haven't you ever been curious about the outside world? Didn't you want to know what it was like to have a normal life?” Her probing question caught him off guard. “I wouldn't know how.” At her look of chagrin, he found himself frantically searching for an explanation. A normal person would probably want to do things like he'd seen on TV – go to the movies, go out to eat, come home, take out the trash, mow his one-acre lot in a suburb where everyone else’s house looked exactly the same. It was a life he'd never had and never wanted. “I know you can’t understand this, having grown up in a normal home, but I don't know how to be anything else other than a soldier.” She blinked then looked away for a moment. “You think this is normal?” When she looked back, her face was tinged with dark shadows. “I've been locked in a bubble my entire life, hidden from everyone else, from the public, from being normal. I’ve never been allowed the freedom to do what I please.rr-teaser-hot
 I’ve never even... kissed a man. How pathetic is that?” Merc's heart lurched in his chest, and despite his better judgment, he went around the couch to stand directly in front of her. Her soft, perfect skin called out to him. He cupped her chin, tilting her head back. “You've been trapped as much as I have.” As if his thumb had a mind of its own, he rubbed back and forth, tracing her cheek. When she leaned into his touch, warmth blossomed in his chest. “I've always wondered what it would be like. Is it like on TV when the guy kisses the girl and she lifts her foot back?” Her blunt honesty rocked him to his core. He didn't know. How could he? His soldier’s life hadn’t exactly been riddled with free time. As far back as he could remember, he'd never been with a woman. What would it be like? For the first time he could remember, Merc wanted to know and he wanted to find out with Caroline. He lowered his head to hover an inch above hers, captivated by her spicy sent. “Do you want to find out?”

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Lindsay Cross is the award-winning author of the Men of Mercy series. She is the fun loving mom of two beautiful daughters and one precocious Great Dane. Lindsay is happily married to the man of her dreams – a soldier and veteran. During one of her husband’s deployments from home, writing became her escape and motivation. An avid reader since childhood, reading and writing is in her blood. After years of reading, she discovered her true passion – writing. Her alpha military men are damaged, drop-dead gorgeous and determined to win the heart of the woman of their dreams
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Friday, October 28, 2016

Jasinda Wilder

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Series: Badd Brothers, #1

Author: Jasinda Wilder

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: October 28, 2016


Your wedding day is supposed to be the happiest day of your life, right? That’s what they say, at least. I went into that day hoping I’d get the happiest day of my life. What I got? The worst. I mean, you really can’t get any worse of a day without someone actually dying.

So…I may have gotten just a little drunk, and maybe just a tad impetuous…

And landed myself in a dive bar somewhere in Alaska, alone, still in my wedding dress, half-wasted and heart-broken.

Eight brothers, one bar.

Sounds like the beginning to a bad joke, yeah?

I kinda think so.

Wanna hear another joke? A girl walks into a bar, soaking wet and wearing a wedding dress.

I knew I shouldn’t have touched her. She was hammered, for one thing, and heartbroken for another. I’ve chased enough tail to know better. That kinda thing only leads to clinginess, and a clingy female is the last thing on this earth I need.

I got a bar needs running, and only me to run it—at least until my seven wayward brothers decide to show their asses up…

Then this chick walks in, fine as hell, wearing a soaked wedding dress that leaves little enough to the imagination—and I’ve got a hell of an imagination.

I knew I shouldn’t have touched her. Not so much as a finger, not even innocently.

But I did.



New York Times, USA Today, Wall Street Journal, and internationally bestselling author Jasinda Wilder is a Michigan native with a penchant for titillating tales about sexy men and strong women. Her bestselling titles include Alpha, Stripped, Wounded, and the #1 and international bestseller Falling into You. You can find her on her farm in northern Michigan with her husband, author Jack Wilder, her six children, and a menagerie of animals.
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