Tuesday, 23 August 2016

Release blitz - Initiation by Sierra Cartwright

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When wannabe sub Jennifer Berklee calls him Master and begs him to flog her, PI Logan Powell knows all his military training won’t be enough to keep his jaded heart safe.
Private investigator Logan Powell does the women of the world a favor by avoiding emotional entanglements. They deserve to be loved and cherished. And he’s not capable of it.
That belief is challenged when he sees Jennifer Berklee at a BDSM play party. The innocent wannabe sub is everything he wants to avoid. He fears all his previous military training won’t be enough to keep his jaded heart safe.
Anything She Wants…
Jennifer has been interested in BDSM since she first heard about it. And after her engagement ends in an embarrassing disaster, she’s determined never to settle again.
But when the stunningly sexy Dom Logan Powell offers to scene with her, she is overwhelmed and flees.
One evening, Logan and Jennifer are set up by well-meaning friends. This time, Logan is determined not to let her go. Jennifer will submit to him, no matter the cost to either of them.
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Winner of the 2013 Best BDSM Book of the Year award (Over The Line), the 2014 LASR Book of the Year award (In The Den), and the 2015 Golden Flogger (Crave), Sierra was born in Manchester, England where she spent her early years traipsing through castles. After living in Denver for a number of years, the internationally acclaimed author now calls Galveston, Texas, home. She loves the way history blends with Southern manners (being called "sugar" is an experience unto itself) and rich pirate lore.
She invites you to join her on a sensual journey where the limits are explored and expanded.
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Release blitz - Pretty Perfect Toy by Angel Payne

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“It’s time to live in the light, Ella…”
With their attraction too explosive to ignore, Cassian Court has whisked Mishella Santelle from her tiny island kingdom to the empire he rules: New York City. Here, they have succumbed to the magic of Temptation Manor, surrendering to their lust—and a love that won’t be denied.
But happiness is nearly ripped away, when an act of heroism turns Cassian into a target of violence…from which physical recovery is only the beginning of healing. Cassian must find a way to expose his emotional scars too—meaning he must visit a past refusing to release him from its haunting grip.
“Take me into the darkness, Cassian…”
What are the secrets of Turret Two? Once revealed, will they clear a path for new connection to Ella…or anchor him deeper in the past as they struggle with the challenges of the present? Being touted as New York’s fresh “it” couple is insane enough—but just when Ella decides she’s had enough of being the city’s perfect little toy, a shocking visitor changes everything…and she must accept an even more agonizing reality.
Deception isn't always black and white. And sometimes, the prettiest toy hides the darkest secrets.
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Hi there. I'm Angel: book lover, writing addict, hopeless romantic, pop culture geek and avid shoe lover.
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I've been hooked on books since I was a kid but it got worse in my twenties, when I discovered romances--the hotter, the better. Growing up in Southern California, with lots of surfer manliness surrounded me, was certainly a good boost for reading about delicious alpha guys and the women who adore them. When I learned I had a knack for telling these stories too, I guess you could say I was doomed--though my path toward romance novelist took a few detours via a concert-reviewing gig for my college newspaper (free show tickets...backstage passes...that was a no-brainer), artist interviews for a Beverly Hills dance music mag, personal assistant work for a record producer, dance club disc jockey, and a lot of fun in the hospitality industry.
These days, I still live in California, and have found an amazing alpha guy of my own who was brave enough to marry me. We live on a street that looks like Brigadoon, with our beautiful daughter. I have the best life ever, and never forget to thank the Big Guy Upstairs for it, either.
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Monday, 22 August 2016

Release blitz - Avarice by A.C. Melody

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It was a permanent note-to-self tattooed right above Kameo Kross's panties, because anything less was a disappointment. Had anyone cared to issue the warning: Be careful what you wish for, she might have thought twice before wording it like an actual invitation.
Kami doesn't fear pain, death or eternal damnation. She fears only submitting completely. A matter she usually has well in hand... until an unexpected detour into kink and a relentless bastard of a new boss decide to put all of her resistance–and chosen ink–to the trickiest of tests.
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The bull-headed suit was sitting comfortably in a plush armchair, staring at her. Okay, technically it was impossible to know where he was looking, but she couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched, which was undoubtedly wishful thinking on her part. Regardless, she started a new dance. A dance just for him. She let herself believe that it was real, that she’d caught his attention, because he’d certainly caught hers. Then she was lost in the music, lost to the bodies grinding all around her. A man’s hands started groping her clumsily, too sloppy and weak to break the spell. The profane promises and suggestions he bellowed rolled right over her. Let him touch. Let him talk. He wasn’t getting inside. There was only one kind of man allowed inside of her on All Hallows’ Eve and it wasn’t the type to shout his own stupidity at the top of his lungs. “...I’m gonna fuck you so hard.” Apparently tired of being ignored, he shoved his face into hers. His hot, putrid breath assaulted her nostrils. Stumbling when it knocked her off rhythm, Kami was righted by a pair of wide, firm hands landing on her hips from behind. They turned her with confident ease, pinning her against the large, solid form donned in exquisite Armani. An arm crossed over her ass, palming her right cheek territorially. The red bull head was staring beyond her, to the man who’d been molesting her personal space, vowing things that were never going to happen. Kami’s eyes were glued to where the mask met his throat, giving her just a glimpse of hard jawline. “Hey, don’t look at me. She never said she was here with anyone!” The guy stammered, fearful, angry and drunk. He must have left the area, because the bull looked down at her at last and just stared. It was odd how a mask could stare at you. It was an inanimate object, yet there were eyes behind it that could look right into you, without being vulnerable to the same treatment in kind. It was a wicked power, that. “A demon in an angel costume? Not very subtle,” a deep, masculine voice remarked from within the mask, both muffled and amplified by it. “Isn’t that the point?” She arched a brow. She flirted shamelessly now, because the chemistry was charging between them and it was not just wishful thinking this time. “Perhaps.” “Wherein lies your irony, bull man?” It was more curiosity triggered by Zoe’s comments than small talk. “I represent a conspiracy,” he answered at length. “And?” Tucking his head beside her ear, his cologne aroused her senses, her skin tingling with awareness. His tone never hinted at anything other than stone-cold fact. “I am a conspiracy.” Straightening, he tilted his head and regarded her for another moment, before lightly fingering her halo. “Were you looking for someone to remove that pesky Grace from your body, angel?” A delicious shiver worked through her. “Absolutely.” “Good. We’re heading to a more intimate party. Would you like to invite your friend?” Searching the crowd, she saw that Zoe was still happily occupied with her alien counterpart, so she shook her head. “No.” “Even better.” It should have been a red flag, but the truth was, Kami agreed with him. Just because Zoe knew everything about her, didn’t mean they shared the same thrills. There were things her bestie would never do, lines she would never cross, and situations that would make her uncomfortable, which Kami found absolute bliss in. Just outside of the VIP entrance, an actual stretch limo was idling. A chauffeur in a bright gold Greenman mask waited by the open door. The cold air felt exhilarating to her skin and lungs, despite the taint of car exhaust. Before she could climb in behind the Roman entourage and their companions, her bull man grabbed her wings and roughly yanked them off of her, handing them to the driver. Her halo went next and then he preceded her into the car. After seating himself, the bull man held his hand out for her to take. She could have walked away then. He didn’t seem the type to chase or persuade. The choice to join him inside of the limo was ultimately hers. What a pisser. Ignoring the jilt of disappointment, she put her hand in his, ducked her head and was pulled inside, right down onto her knees at his feet. The door slammed shut behind her. Her choice was made. All chances of escape… gone. Cupping the nape of her neck, he tucked his head alongside hers again and corrected her mistaken assumptions without mercy, proving himself to be exactly the kind of ruthless bastard she’d been hoping for. “I’m almost disappointed you decided to come willingly, angel,” he purred darkly. “Now, I’ll have to devise another way to get my point across.” It wasn’t fear she swallowed, but a rush of heady arousal that went straight to her sex. Thank fucking God. “What point would that be?” Laughing quietly, he sat back and stared at her. “After tonight, you will never ask that question again.”
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A.C. Melody is a quirky, unconventional and often contrary (mostly to herself) hybrid author, both traditionally and self-published. She has a soft spot for hard ass alphas and the strong women who capture their hearts. Her favorite part of writing, is having the ability to explore her favorite subjects from angels she's never read before. Also, she loves putting her characters through the ringer one way or another, to expose all of the various facets that make them tick.
Outside of writing, A.C. is a confessed javaholic who loves reading, music, gaming, American Football, ancient civilizations, foreign cultures and everything supernatural. She has an insatiable curiosity that tends to earn her more hobbies than time. You can find her in the beautifully green Pacific Northwest with her two teenage sons and two blue-eyed, Himalayan-Siamese mixes who think they own the joint.
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T.S. Irons Back To School Sale!


Do you like smokin’ hot, taboo short stories? Then we have got a sale for you!
The very naughty author T. S. Irons is preparing to release Brat Out of Hell, the short story follow up to Stepdaddy Dom. To celebrate this event, she is putting all her books on sale for .99¢ This sale runs August 22 - August 28.
Let us show you what she has, but be warned, these titles may cause your e-Reader to melt!


Stepdaddy Dom (Step Dom)
An erotic taboo tale  by T.S. Irons
#BDSM #erotic #taboo
My life was almost perfect. I had a job I loved that made me a ton of money. I had the perfect wife who was sexy, smart, and loved to play games in the bedroom. And then there was Riley, my eighteen-year-old stepdaughter, the bane of my existence. She was a spoiled brat that needed to be taught a lesson, and I was going to bend her into submission.


Brat Out of Hell by T.S. Irons
#BDSM #taboo #erotic
Step-daddy said I was a spoiled brat and needed to be taught a lesson. Well, two can play that game. If he wouldn’t play with me, I’d find someone else to take the dungeon. I didn’t plan on getting caught. Next, I was kicked out of the house, landed on the doorstep of the Church of the Brotherly Bonds. Pastor Damian was too hot to be a man of the cloth. Seeking salvation has never been more fun.
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Sibling Rivalry by T.S. Irons
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They say everything is bigger in Texas. I witnessed it first hand: the men, egos, and lifestyles. I was smack dab in the middle of it. My name is Cassandra Wade. I gave up a successful modeling career to be the trophy wife of Jackson Wade, the famous oil magnate. It would have been great if it weren’t for Jackson’s twin sons, Derek and Damon. They were polar opposites: the angel and the devil incarnate. While Jackson offered me security, Derek and Damon offered something very different. Something I tried to resist, but the urge and desire was too strong and I succumbed to temptation. What will happen if Jackson finds out? It’s sure to be an epic battle of wills because losing isn’t a word the Wade men tolerate.


My Wicked Stepsister by T.S. Irons
#taboo #erotic #romance #menage 
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My wicked stepsister—a tale of lust, seduction and surrender. 
Drew Reynolds was the most beautiful woman in the world to me. We grew up together, and I’ve watched out for her since we were children. She was the Hollywood “It” Girl—flirty, outrageous, and always in trouble. 
I’ve been her protector, her rock, her savior. I also happened to be her stepbrother, and completely infatuated with her. 
Growing up in Hollywood, we’ve always had an unconventional family. Nothing is ever as it seems. When the lines between reality and fantasy become blurred, what’s a guy to do? 
Should I push aside my feelings of desire or cross a line I’m not sure either one of us can come back from? 
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Revelations: Confessions of a Dirty Girl by T.S. Irons
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Revelations is a full length novel
        I lead a charmed life on the Upper East Side of New York with a doting daddy who adored me. 
        Then one day it all came to a screeching halt. I escaped the only life I had known. In a new town with a new identity and no friends, I had two choices—wallow in pity or embrace my new life and the possibilities it could bring me. With the FBI in pursuit, I decided to stop worrying about things I had no control over. 
        I was free from the proper, privileged life I had lived. I was also free of a very boring, uptight boyfriend whose idea of sex was five minutes in missionary position followed by a shower to clean himself off. Now I could take a journey and follow my own sexual urges.
        It was all fun and games until Patrick Shannon showed up with a beer and pizza and wanted to talk, which lead to him spending the night. As feelings brewed beneath the surface and the FBI closed in, I grew anxious. Should I take a chance with Shannon, who pissed me off just as much as he excited me? Or should I flee the man I was falling for to stay one step ahead of the FBI?

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T.S. Irons likes all things smutty! She loves lingerie, sexy movies and hot reads.
She lives in Pennsylvania with her sexy husband and their crazy dog. 
Her published works include Stepdaddy Dom (Step-Dom), Sibling Rivalry and My Wicked Stepsister.
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