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Saturday, October 6, 2012

Halloween Heat V Menage Anthology - Guest Post/Giveaway

Book Blurb:

Five scorching contemporary erotic tales of ménage love to heat even the coldest Halloween night.

Giveaway is a $25 GC and its tour wide.  Good Luck.  Make sure that you fill out the Rafflecopter at the end of the post.

Heating Up Halloween…

 Halloween is one of my favorite times of the year. It's like the naughty, raucous stepsibling of the more formal, sometimes stuffy holidays. You know, a slightly embarrassing relative who tends to drink too much and say things we really wish they wouldn't have and is never officially invited to the party, but always shows up anyway? Yep, that's our ol' Halloween.

Who says costumes and candy are only for kids? A time for mischievous, playful fun, it offers up a chance for adults to get in on the act. And when grown-ups let go of some of their inhibitions, things can get interesting. Imagine the things that may happen if a certain grown-up doesn't have many inhibitions to begin with…or none at all.

My short story, Taking Candy, is about one such adult. And while Candy may not need an excuse to throw caution to the wind, for the more reserved of us, it helps--even if our version of “going wild” only consists of daring to dress up. Halloween offers the wonderful opportunity to become a character of your choosing.

I haven't dressed up in a few years, I have to admit, but the last time I did I was a sexy (ahem, if I do say so myself), little Alice in Wonderland while Candy opts for a most revealing cheerleader's costume. If you were to dress up this year--or better yet, if you're going to!--what costume would you choose? What character would you become if only for one fun, crazy night? What's your personal Halloween style? Sexy? Funny? Morbid? I think they're all good, but, then, I always have been a fan of playing dress up.

 

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Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Hear Me by Skye Warren - Book Tour/Excerpt-R rated/Giveaway




Title: HEAR ME

Author: Skye Warren

Length: 32,000-word novella

Genre/Heat Level: Dark erotica

ISBN: 9780988363205

Blurb:

She doesn’t remember her past, only her training. She can’t talk, not that a good slave should speak out of turn. None of that matters when she wakes up in the warm, rustic room. Her new master is distant but kind. There’s only one problem: he doesn’t want her.

Longing for the shackles of safety, she pulls from the last dregs of her will to prove her worth as a slave. It seems to be working. He responds first to her body and next to her submission. The secrets of his past haunt the cabin, fraying the tightening bond between Master and slave, but it is her own memories that may finally unravel it.


This book contains a bonus short story Escape, set in the same dark erotica world.
 

WARNING:
This book contains explicit scenes of sex, including dubious consent and captivity situations. The BDSM does not conform to literary conventions, making it sometimes more realistic, and other times not. This is a work of fiction not appropriate for anyone uncomfortable with these situations or anyone under the age of eighteen.

Book Trailer:



My review will be posted on Thursday.  Haunting story folks and that's all I'm saying right now. 
Excerpt 2 (Some sexual references)

 
In a reckless burst of courage, she reached out and put her hand directly on his cock. At first it felt like nothing, just the flat stiffness of his jeans. But then, there, it jumped beneath her palm, lengthened.

This was solid ground. She could arouse him, then she would get him off. Any way he wanted it, she had probably done it before, or she could learn. He would see her value then. It wasn’t exactly obedient to grope your Master without express orders to do so. The opposite, really, but she was desperate.

He put his hand on the top of her head, not pushing her closer or away. It was sweet, his hesitation, and she thought for a moment that he would let her get away with it. God, she would do anything. Please.

He gently pushed her hand away.

She wanted to live. How pathetic.

Tears fell in hot tracks down her cheeks.

“Someone really did a number on you, didn’t they?” he asked.

At his words, she looked into his eyes. Amazingly, they were filled with something like understanding. It was probably better that she couldn’t speak then, because she would have begged for him to help her. But she didn’t deserve his benediction. She’d failed.

“Here’s what we’re going to do.” He slid his hand around her neck, grasping her firmly from behind. She melted into the firm touch. “You’re going to sleep now. Stay off the floor. Nod for me.”

She nodded vigorously, her eyes downcast in joy.

 His fingers still curled behind her neck, he swept his thumb along her cheek, then down over her neck. Back and forth, he caressed her. She stayed still, watching as her breath ruffled the dark hairs on his forearm.


He moved his thumb against her mouth then pushed it inside. She closed her lips around it, eager to suck it. He tasted of salt and earth and hope. This was her chance to touch him, to please him, to show him badly she wanted this.


She swirled her tongue around the tip, worshipping his thumb like she wanted to worship his cock. Like she wanted to lick every part of him, if it meant she could stay. The soft wet sounds filled the room, tangling with the harsh sounds of his breathing.

She begged with the warmth and wetness of her mouth. She implored with the skill of her tongue. Every swipe promised pleasure, if only.


He pulled his hand away.

Author Bio:

Skye Warren writes unapologetic erotica, where pain and sex and love collide. She has been called "a true mistress of dark and twisted erotica" and her dark erotica series has reached the bestseller lists at Amazon and been a Night Owl Reviews Top Pick.
Author Links:

Twitter: www.twitter.com/skye_warren
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/skyewarren


Buy Links:

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/hear-me-skye-warren/1112922458?ean=2940015690354
All Romance: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-hearme-943870-144.html

 


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Thursday, September 13, 2012

My Sister's Boyfriend by Sylvia McDaniel Blog Barrage/Giveaway






Title: My Sister’s Boyfriend

Series: The Trouble with Twins

Author: Sylvia McDaniel

Publisher: Virtual Bookseller

Length: 167 pages/70,000 words

Genres: Contemporary Romance (Comedy)

Heat Level: Sensual
 
 
BLURB
The trouble with identical twins…
 
He's back. The one guy she never wanted to see again. Her high school indiscretion, Brent Moulton, has returned to Tyler, Texas. Only Jennifer Riley knows the truth about that night so long ago when she switched places with her twin sister, Julie, and gave her virginity along with her heart, to her sister's boyfriend in the backseat of his father's Mustang.
 
…they look alike.
 
Fifteen years later, life has thrown them back together. Will Brent realize he slept with the wrong twin? Will he overcome his commitment issues and realize that Jennifer just might be the right twin for him.
 

EXCERPT
"Never again," Jennifer Riley vowed as she stepped into the black-paneled wooden coffin outside the entrance to the Hilton Hotel in downtown Tyler, Texas. Traffic whizzed by on Main Street, some cars slowing at the sight of a woman climbing into a coffin.
 
Jennifer tugged at her filmy black chiffon dress, trying to cover as much of her exposed cleavage as possible. "No matter how busy Julia gets or how much she pleads, I refuse to do this again. I didn't come back to Tyler to dress up as an over-the-hill sex queen."
 
 Paul, her sister's employee, stood quietly by, holding the lid open. "Ready?"
 
 Jennifer took a deep breath, dreading the darkness that would engulf her. "Yes, make it quick. I hate lying inside this creepy box."
 
Jennifer watched the coffin lid come down, shutting out the noise and headlights from the traffic.
 
"You all right?" Paul asked.
 
"Hurry!” Her breath sounded harsh in the darkness. She felt the pallbearers lift the coffin onto the cart and roll it along the sidewalk into the hotel.
 
After tonight, Julia, her twin sister, would have to find someone else to jump out of coffins and sing seductively when she needed help with her business. No ifs, ands, or buts!
 
As the new Development Director at County General Hospital, Jennifer would be way too busy to fill in at her sister's fledgling singing telegram company. Not to mention that popping out of coffins could be damaging to her career.
 
The cart jostled along the hallway of the hotel until she heard wolf whistles and loud, boisterous, voices cheering, and she knew they'd arrived at the party.
 
Paul rapped on the coffin lid. "Are you ready?"
 
Jennifer cleared her throat and searched for the button that would pop open the door. Whatever happened to women jumping out of cakes? What nut case thought coffins were funny?
 
The coffin lifted. She gripped the sides, trying to find her balance as the pallbearers slid the casket off the cart until the box stood upright. She landed with a jarring thunk on the floor. Why couldn't you get good pallbearers these days?
 
Paul tapped on the side of the coffin to let her know it was show time.
 
"In honor of your birthday, your friends and family have given you a gift from the other side. The other side of the hill, that is," Paul announced as the noise from the crowd swelled.
 
Music started to play, and Jennifer hit the button on the inside of the wooden box. The lid sprang open and she slinked out, her chiffon dress clinging like a second skin that left little to the imagination.
 
"Happy Birthday," she sang in her alto voice, her eyes blinded by the lights. She blinked rapidly, hoping her eyesight would adjust to the brightness of the room. When her vision finally cleared, she found herself staring into the face of the one man she'd hoped never to see again.
 
There before her, wearing a stunned expression on his face and a Marvin the Martian child's birthday hat on his head, sat Brent Moulton.
 
"Well, I'll be damned," said the captain of her old high school football team, the person voted most handsome and most likely to succeed.
 
Jennifer's voice cracked as she gazed into the emerald eyes of the boy who'd once been the object of her teenage dreams. A lock of dark hair lay across his high forehead. His full lips smiled as she stumbled over the words to the song she'd sung countless times.
 
I should never have agreed to do this tonight!
 
Dancing for a man who, almost fifteen years ago, hadn't known the difference between her and Julia was anything but special, but the show had to go on.
 
She slinked around him, her heart beating in her throat as she ran her hands along the hard, contoured muscles of his shoulders. Brent must have existed on nothing but Wheaties, because his physique resembled a professional football player's rather than that of a high school kid.
 
Of course, he would never remember her. She had portrayed Julia that night so long ago when they'd pulled a switch on him. Nevertheless, deep down inside, the foolish young girl Jennifer had been back then had convinced herself that he’d known which twin he was with. Yes, they looked alike, but when someone really knew the two of them, their differences were obvious.
 
With a coo that she hoped resembled Christina Aguilera’s crooning, she ran her fingers down his cheek as she began the last chorus of the song, the place in the act where she was supposed to lean forward and placed a chaste kiss on his cheek. She gazed at his lips, full and inviting, and remembered the feel of them against her own that moonlit night when he believed he was kissing Julia's lips.
 
She chickened out.
 
As the song ended, Brent reached up and unexpectedly pulled her onto his lap, wrapping her in his muscular arms. A full-blown explosion of magnetism rushed at Jennifer like a Eurail locomotive as she gazed into his laughing emerald eyes, catching her completely off guard.
 
Fifteen years had passed since that night, and still he'd tag teamed her libido and brought back all those annoying yearnings she thought she’d buried long ago.
 
Sprawled across Brent's lap, her bottom rested against his legs, and her head lay against his muscular arm. The memory of his kiss had her heart beating a sharp rhythm against her chest. Hopefully he'd forgotten his date with Julia the night before they left for college.
 
He ran his hand down her arm, leaving a trail of goose bumps beneath the black chiffon sleeve of her dress. "Hi," he said as his gaze swept down the length of her, his voice deeper, sexier than she remembered.
 
"Hi," she managed as a shiver ran down her spine and her lungs tightened beneath the unyielding black dress.
 
“It’s been a long time.” The corner of his lips turned up in a cocky grin. "Shouldn't I get some kind of official birthday kiss?"
 
Determined to control the situation, she placed her hands on his jaw and brought his face close to her lips. She placed a quick, chaste kiss on his cheek. "Happy birthday!"
 
AUTHOR BIO
Sylvia McDaniel and her very supportive husband Don, the love of her life, live in Texas with son Shane, Putz the klutzy dachshund and Ashley our shy dachshund. During the day, she works for a small insurance agency from home, helping clients with their commercial insurance coverage. 
 
The weekends are spent working out in the garden until the temperature climbs above ninety degrees. Recently, with the help of her husband, she learned to make homemade blueberry and blackberry jam. Cooking is not her favorite past-time and she prefers Don’s cooking any day of the week.
 
Currently, she’s written fourteen novels.  In the last year, she’s been a finalist in six writing contests and was a 1996 Romance Writers of America Golden Heart finalist. Sylvia is very involved with the Dallas Area Romance Authors.
 
She can be reached by email at Sylvia.McDaniel@verizon.net.
 
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Sunday, September 2, 2012

Claiming Magique Blog Tour Day 8 - Contest


DAY EIGHT - ‘CLAIMING MAGIQUE’ BLOG TOUR

Hanging in there? Enjoying the excerpts? Leaving comments for your chance to win?

Hope so! Claiming Magique , Book One in my Appointment with Pleasure series at Ellora’s Cave, is one steamy romance with an Alpha hero and a woman who puts him through his paces.  J

Here’s the cover, blurb and a brief excerpt to give you an idea of the plot.

I’m also offering a contest – the tour winner will have her choice of THREE of my backlist ebooks. So, read on!! And leave comments at each of my stops (check my blog daily for details: http://www.tinadonahue.com/blog/ ) for your chance to win! The more comments, the better your chances.



Blurb:

Claiming Magique

Book One – Appointment with Pleasure series

Tina Donahue

 

A man at the center of power…a woman who won’t be ruled…

They call her Magique.

 

Sought out by the District’s elite, she’s no ordinary call girl, deciding who will pleasure her for the evening. Her preference is for several men at once. Games of bondage and submission heighten her arousal and desire to have a strong male take her…to be adored.

Lobbyist Hunter Prescott was only looking for a good time, not a woman who unleashes a hunger so deep it changes his world. He won’t stop until Magique is his alone, a prisoner of his lust, powerless against his growing need for her body and heart.

With this man, resistance isn’t allowed. For this woman, he’ll create a world of sensual delight and yearning like none she’s known. Proving that only with trust and true surrender will she find unparalleled rapture.

 

Excerpt:

The name she uses is Magique.

French for magic. According to Hunt’s client, who’d paid close to twenty grand for tonight’s “date”, Magique was available only when the mood hit her.

Hunt had laughed at the notion, asking, “Seriously?”

“You won’t be grinning if she doesn’t choose you,” Jack Kilhan had said.

Nearly as rich as Facebook’s Mark Zuckerberg, Jack was a VIP client at Givens and Strobe, the firm where Hunt, David and Tim worked. Hunt had helped get legislation passed that saved Jack’s companies a lot of bucks and regulatory headaches. As a reward, Jack was providing the coming hours with Magique.

That is, if she chose Hunt.

“Seriously?” he’d asked the man again, dutifully sobered this time.

Jack pursed his lips and drew hard on his illegal Cuban cigar, releasing aromatic smoke with his words. “She doesn’t do this for the money, Hunt.” He offered a knowing smile. “She doesn’t need to.”

Really. “She has a day job? She’s a lobbyist too? Someone’s aide? Part of the POTUS’s inner circle? His mistress?”

Jack smoked his cigar.

Hunt pressed on. “If she doesn’t need the money for living expenses, then why does she do it?”

“Why do you or any man?”

Dumb question. They craved sex, the high of an orgasm, the warmth of a body and close comfort without any of the nasty complications.

“Hey,” David said, real quiet as though he feared being overheard. His Asian features were tight with concern as he studied Hunt. “You all right?”

He was horny as hell and hadn’t even seen her. What the fuck was the matter with him? He enjoyed women, always had—for sex and an occasional friendship, not anything soul shattering, knowing how easily love could become a weapon. He’d seen enough of that shit as a child.

Had Jack been putting him on with that she-might-be-inaccessible crap? There was only one purpose for tonight…unrestrained indulgence. For her, him and his buddies.

“She prefers three guys at once,” Jack had informed. “Rather than one on one.”

Hunt wasn’t about to question why.

“I’m fine,” he said in answer to David, then cleared the tightness in his throat as he headed for the front door.

Tim followed, his strides decisive, his blond good looks downright preppy and at home in this well-to-do neighborhood.

The cab hummed down the street, leaving a whiff of diesel the breeze washed away. Branches tapped the home’s windows. The glass glowed with amber-colored lights, the gentle illumination spilling onto the darkened walk. Hunt thumbed the doorbell. Its chime was feminine and soft, tempering his impatience, though it didn’t keep him from jabbing it again.

A woman answered.

 

 

 


 

Tina

 

Tina Donahue

“Heat with Heart”

 

CLAIMING MAGIQUE (AVAILABLE NOW)

THE YEARNING (HOLT MEDALLION AWARD OF MERIT)

UNENDING DESIRE (BEST BOOK Rating - LASR Erotic)

SENSUAL STRANGER (BOOK OF THE YEAR 2010)

DEEP, DARK, DELICIOUS (HOLT MEDALLION AWARD OF MERIT)

 

Website: http://www.tinadonahue.com/

Twitter: http://twitter.com/tinadonahue

Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/authortina/my-books/

 

*** CONTEST ***

 

To celebrate the release of Claiming Magique , I’m offering a contest. One lucky commenter during this blog tour will have her choice of THREE of my following ebooks**:


 

1.            Adored – RWA award-winning; EPIC 2011 Finalist; 4 Stars RT

2.            Deep, Dark, Delicious – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Holt Medallion Award of Merit

3.            Lush Velvet Nights – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Golden Nib Award

4.            In His Arms – SIX 5 Star Reviews; 4 Stars RT

5.            Sensual Stranger – 2010 Book of the Year (erotic); 4 Stars RT

6.            The Yearning – Top Ten Bestseller

7.            Take Me Away - #1 Pick, Miz Love Loves Books

8.            Unending Desire – Best Book Rating LASR

9.            SiNN – Nominated for Book of the Week LASR

 

 

** Winner chosen at random. Winner chosen September 13

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Night's Awakening by Donna Grant (book 2 in the Dark King's Trilogy

Night's Awakening

by Donna Grant

Book 2 in the Dark King's Trilogy


nights_awakening

ISBN-13: 978-1466807440

Ebook Only

Dark Kings #2

August 28, 2012


Night’s Awakening ~


Meet the hero ~


Guy

Guy is wholly unprepared for his life to be shaken to its very core when he saves a woman who has trespassed onto their land and decided to go caving in their mountain. While everyone else is worried what she might have seen, Guy is more concerned with the way he can't stay away from Elena or her very tempting lips.
Never once has he turned his back on his fellow Dragon Kings, but for Elena he would do anything just to keep her near him. Even if it meant going against everything it was to be a King.
Dragon Color:
Red
Power:
Erase Memories
Favored Region:
Desert


Night’s Awakening

Fueled by dragon magic, the dark immortal warriors were never meant to feel human desire, much less fall in love. But when Guy, a member of an ancient order of shape-shifting warriors, meets Elena Griffin—a mere mortal whose beauty and blind ambition shakes him to his core—all bets are off…
Having left America to explore the Scottish Highlands, Elena suddenly finds herself lost in a dark cave—alone, injured, and utterly hopeless…until Guy appears from out of nowhere. Is she dreaming her own rescue when she falls into his arms? A man—and a passion—this strong is too good to be true. It’s only a matter a time before she learns the truth about the flames in his heart. And the dragon in his soul…

Read a snippet from Night's Awakening ~~




Guy looked at his friends and shook his head. There was no way he was getting out of going to look. As much as he’d rather be roaming the glens, he was going to be stuck for hours searching the many—and various—caves throughout their mountain.
A mountain that was in the middle of several thousand acres of land belonging solely to Dreagan Industries.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He turned and looked at the narrow opening that led deeper into the mountain. They didn’t use it, because they had all the space they needed in the caverns at the front of the mountain, where the Dreagan mansion was built into it.
But others who desired to disappear to sleep for several thousands of years were known to venture farther in the mountain.
It wouldn’t be long now before it was Guy who had to make that journey and sleep. It was part of their existence, part of who they had become so many eons ago. It also helped to pass the ever slow amount of time he endured. Ever since they had sent the dragons out of the world and into another realm to be kept safe, he’d felt the loss of who he really was.
A dragon. Deadly. Huge.
Unbeatable.
Where once they roamed freely, ruled freely, now they hid who they were because the world couldn’t know that dragons truly did exist.
“Constantine needs to be told,” Guy said, thinking of their leader.
Rhys held up his iPhone and smiled. “Just texted him.”
“Let’s get going then,” Guy said and led the way into the cave. He wanted this over with quickly.

Be sure to check out more stops on Donna's Dark King's
Book Blurb Tour for more snippets!!
The Next Stop on the Tour is ~
Today's prize will be a Kindle or Nook copy of Book 1 in
The Dark King's trilogy, Dark Craving!
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Donna Grant has been praised for her “totally addictive” and “unique and sensual” stories. She's the author of more than twenty novels spanning multiple genres of romance—Scottish Medieval, dark fantasy, time travel, paranormal, and erotic. Her latest acclaimed series, Dark Sword, features a thrilling combination of Druids, primeval gods, and immortal Highlanders who are dark, dangerous, and irresistible. She lives with her husband, two children, a dog, and three cats in Texas.
Learn more about Donna Grant and her books here --
http://zcrazyartist.blogspot.com
http://www.donnagrant.com/category/books/?series=dark-kings
The Dark Kings series is a spin off the Dark Warriors series and Dark Sword series.
http://www.donnagrant.com/dark-craving/

Dark Craving
Dark Kings #1
July 31, 2012
http://www.donnagrant.com/nights-awakening/

Night’s Awakening
Dark Kings #2
August 28, 2012
http://www.donnagrant.com/dawns-desire/

Dawn’s Desire
Dark Kings #3
September 25, 2012