Cover Reveal: UNHOLY MATRIMONY by Sonny Zae #Erotic #Fantasy @RoanePublishing #CoverReveal

31 Mar

Unholy Matrimony
A Sonny the Scoundrel Novella
By Sonny Zae
Genre: Erotic / Fantasy
Release Date: May 19, 2014

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Description: Sonny is so handsome, he doesn’t need magic to get what he wants, except when he gets into trouble. And, he’ll do anything for love or money, except work. So, the thought of marriage represents the worst of all possible worlds, a danger he avoids at all costs.

His plans for getting rich the easy way—by stealing—go awry when he meets Ariella. She is not only lovely to look at, but just may be as slippery and greedy as he. Better still, she becomes highly stimulated at the prospect of helping him hijack a treasure.

But, in addition to helping him steal “goald”, the cunning Ariella might just steal his scoundrel heart.

About Sonny Zae

Sonny lives in a small town on the edge of reality. His only remarkable characteristic is imagination. He ignored his grade school teacher’s repeated admonitions to stop daydreaming and get to work.

Sonny’s book WIZARD SEEKING TROPHY BRIDE, is available on the Kindle. It is a story about the exceptional difficulties involved in finding love and happiness for an elderly and strange wizard, not to mention the difficulties of dealing with an elderly relative—an elderly relative who is also a wizard.

A Visit from Ravan McAllan and “A Dom’s Decision” #Erotic #Romance #TeamAthol #BDSM

27 Mar

Welcome to the Book Nook, folks. Always nice to have you come by.

Today I have a special guest with me — fellow Sexy Siren, Raven McAllan, who is here to talk about her newest Evernight release, A DOM’S DECISION.

Take it away, Raven!

When I started to write Athol’s story, I knew it wouldn’t be easy.

Stubborn, opinionate and ohh my, yeah a Dom. Oh what a Dom…

He helped Anna in Master, and showed us just a little bit of himself. But it wasn’t just me who thought his story should be told. It was people who read Master, and loved Athol. In fact for ages this story was just called Athol’s Story.

Then he went all quiet on me. I said he sulked he said no not at all. I was being bratty and not listening to him. (Me? Bratty? Never. Lmao)

(From this you’ll guess I’m a character driven pantster, not a plotter.)

I put the story aside and left him to glower. Until one day I realized he was shouting so loud, I had to finish his story. And I did. The rest just flew.

A Dom’s Decision, Athol’s Story ( Dommisimma book 2)  is the result…

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add1sWhen is a Dom not a Dom? When it stops him from being with the man he loves…

Athol Donaldson lost many people in his life, his lover, his family, his twin. The latter loss seems hardly worth morning over. Affric caused nothing but trouble when alive, and now, he seems intent on causing trouble from beyond the grave.

It forces Athol to seek out the one man he’s never forgotten.

Eden Murdoch has no intention of letting Athol slip through his fingers again. He’s lost him once, and as they’re forced to pull together to unravel the mystery surrounding the parentage of a teenage girl, their love for each other blossoms.

Surely, being Doms doesn’t mean they can’t compromise? Will they be able to work out their differences, and find lasting happiness, or will this blast from the past prove to be their final undoing?

Here’s a wee tease…

Athol and Edan are together again after far too many years apart…

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(Mature Audiences Only)

“Bratty Dom.” Edan gasped the words as his fingers fumbled with the hem of Athol’s T-shirt. “Fuck, what’s this stuck on?” He held Athol’s T-shirt away from his torso.

“Hold on.” Athol inched the material up and over his nipples. Edan’s moan sent his cock into overdrive and his heart thudding. “Ah, you like?”

“Oh, I like.” Edan ran his finger over the silver ring through Athol’s right nipple. “How long have you had this?” He dipped his head and Athol about exploded as Edan circled the ring with his tongue and then tugged gently on it.

“Sh … er god, three, four, ah fuck, enough already. Let’s do more. Condoms?”

“Con … Fuck, shit, and bollocks.” Edan rolled onto his back and groaned.  His dick stood up long, hard and slicked with his pre-cum. “No, I’ve been celibate for so long they’d have shriveled up. You?”

Athol echoed the groan, and laughed softly. What he really wanted to do was cry and rail. Talk about serendipity—not. Was this his punishment for what happened all those years ago? Why on earth would he have thought he’d need rubbers? He’d been more concerned he might need a box to protect himself from a kick or a punch. “Don’t talk daft. I’d forgotten what one looks like. Shit. Ah, well. Sixty-nine always was my favorite number. We’re clean, and I trust you.”

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How does it go? Ah well you’ll need to read the book to find out…

Available from http://www.evernightpublishing.com/a-doms-decision-by-raven-mcallan

About the Author: A multi-published author of erotic romance, Raven lives in Scotland, along with her husband and their two cats—their children having flown the nest—surrounded by beautiful scenery, which inspires a lot of the settings in her books.

She is used to sharing her life with the occasional deer, red squirrel, and lost tourist, to say nothing of the scourge of Scotland—the midge. As once she is writing she is oblivious to everything else, her lovely long-suffering husband is learning to love the dust bunnies, work the Aga, and be on stand-by with a glass of wine.

http://www.ravenmcallan.com

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New Release News: Legally Bound by J.R. Gray #Erotic #LGBT #Romance

26 Mar

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Blurb: The last thing Daniel, a hard-working public defender, expected to see the morning after a one night stand was his hook up staring back at him from the wrong side of the law. Assigned to work his case, Daniel vows to keep things professional with Rafael but has a hard time controlling his craving for dominance, the control and the connection they shared. Rafael, a paid dominant in the Chicago underworld, has been dealing with a cop problem for far too long. Used to sex with no emotion, he’s entranced with Daniel’s submission, his innocence, and…could there be something more? Can Daniel clear Rafael’s name, keeping him out of jail and in his life, with the odds, a cop, and the mounting evidence against them?

Buy Links:

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Excerpt (Mature Audiences Only)

“Oh shit,” Daniel said too loud, drawing the attention of the bailiff. He waved her off, muttering, “Nothing.”

“What?” Jesse hissed.

“I fucked one of our cases last night,” he admitted, knowing his friend would get it out of him one way or another. There was no point fighting his partner’s excellent extraction skills.

“Which one?” he asked, looking over his shoulder, way too amused.

Daniel tried to nod subtly to one of the prisoners.

“You have to give me more than that.” The blond lawyer stood up and blatantly turned around to study the men sitting in the rows behind them.

Stiffening in his seat, he tried to keep his back to the man he had seen every naked inch of, as well as had his tongue buried inside of, till the early hours of the morning.

“Dark hair, about six foot, green eyes.” He tried to speak out of the corner of his mouth so no one could read his lips.

“The one with the sleeve tattoo and the huge arms?” Jesse asked.

“Yeah,” he answered in a low, sheepish voice.

“I knew it was that one. You so have a type.” Jesse flipped back around to take his seat once more. He instantly went for the files, lifting up folders and setting the large stack right in front of him.

“What are you doing?” Daniel kept looking over his shoulder to see if the guy showed any signs of recognition .

“What’s his name?” His partner didn’t look up from the stack of files as he spoke.

“Rafael,” he whispered, face flushed at just saying his name. “What are you doing?”

“Figuring out what your lay did,” Jesse said, positively glowing by now.

“I really hate you,” he responded, pulling at his tie and trying to loosen it.

“You’ll thank me later,” Jesse hummed, plucking out the file and flipping it open. “Oh, hot damn, you picked a good one.”

Daniel snatched it out of his partner’s hands, his eyes going wide. Life just got a little more interesting.

All through the arraignment hearing, he found it hard to keep his mind off the previous night spent at the defendant’s apartment. They’d had an instant connection. He groaned to himself as it became increasingly hard to focus.

“Do you think he did it?”

“Who knows, but how many innocent men do we represent?” Daniel’s stomach knotted. He didn’t want the allegations to be true.

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Author Bio/Links

When not staying up all night writing, J.R Gray can be found basking in the warm glow of the Miami sun, or at the gym where it’s half assumed Gray is a permanent resident. A dominant, pilot, and sword fighting enthusiast, Gray finds it hard to be in the passenger seat of any car. Gray frequently interrupts real life, including normal sleep patterns, to jot down nonsense. The bane of Gray’s existence are commas, and even though it’s been fully acknowledged they are necessary, they continue to baffle and bewilder.

If Gray wasn’t writing…well, that’s not possible. The build up of untold stories would haunt Gray into an early grave or possibly a mental institution where the tales would end up on the walls in crayon and finger paint.

Website: JRGrayBooks.com

Twitter: twitter.com/theoriginalgray

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#Review: For the Love of Murphy: A Sweet Romance Anthology #NewRelease #Giveaway #BlogTour

20 Mar

For the Love of Murphy
For the Love of Murphy by Lisa A. Adams

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

What a wonderful anthology this was to read. The stories are sweet and light, many of the characters, adorable in their bad-luck, clumsiness.

The anthology starts with No Wrong Turns by Lisa A. Adams — a story where the main character is just starting out on her own. Leaving the protections of home and family to strike out and hopefully succeed. Like all the stories in this anthology, a series of vehicular mishaps and a lost wallet bring the MCs, Jessica and Sean together. Adorable.

Falling for You by Michelle Ziegler is the tale of a single lady, Darci, who has the worst luck imaginable finding a suitable match in the world of online profiles and blind dates. Of all the stories, this one held the most humor, and there were places where I found myself nodding in agreement or laughing out loud. A fun read.

Coffee and Cufflinks was probably my favorite of the bunch. Being an office geek, I was able to really enjoy this story about the corporate world and dealing with a client who is less than ideal. The studly water bearing hero, Daren, sounds yummy!!

A Slippery Slope — I will reserve my thoughts on this one, as I wrote it under my mainstream pen name. Suffice to say, it is good :P

The anthology closes with The Shamrock Incident by London Saint James, the perfect ending to this sweet collection. With the main character working in her florist shop during the St. Paddy’s Day rush, Marissa and Treys lives literally crash together, and the romance begins to fly. I really enjoyed the authentic feel of this story, and I really felt connected to the main character, Marissa. Excellent writing, and a wonderful ending — to the story, and the anthology.

I highly recommend this one to anyone who enjoys quirky, real feeling romance stories written on the sweet side. And, I am happy to report the heat rating on this one is low enough I was actually able to recommend it to my mother. Hooray!

View all my reviews

44106-murphy_coverFor the Love of Murphy

Publisher: Roane Publishing
Release Date: Mar. 17, 2014
Key Words: Adult, Romance, Sweet, Contemporary, Anthology
They say love conquers all, but whoever “they” are, must not have heard of Murphy’s Law — whatever can go wrong, will go wrong.
These five tales of sweet, accidental romance prove Cupid’s arrows are a lot tougher than they seem, and sometimes it pays to be unlucky.
No Wrong Turns by Lisa A. Adams

Jessica Brannah is escaping from her last heartbreak with a loaded car and a new address. But, when Murphy’s Law finds her stranded in a back country town, she realizes there’s no outrunning love.

Falling For You by Michelle Ziegler

Darci’s ready to move on. Too bad the dating pool stinks. Until, a ghost from her past resurfaces—the man she missed out on in college.

Andrew was the one man she’d always loved, but neither of them ever made a move. But, old feelings aren’t the only thing resurfacing of late. Darci’s ex comes crawling back at the most inappropriate time, and with all the testosterone flying, she might not end up with either man.

Coffee and Cufflinks by Annabelle Blume

Fresh out of a failed relationship and exhausted by a constant barrage of fiascos at work, Olivia Johnson doesn’t see the man of her dreams standing right in front of her. She tells herself the morning coffee meet-ups with Daren are nothing but coincidence, but even she can’t deny his unequivocal attractiveness. When a night entertaining clients takes a turn for the worst, and Daren shows up where she least expects him, failure starts to look more like fate.

A Slippery Slope by Rebecca Hart

Anne Montgomery is psyched for her girl’s only weekend, despite her friends’ choice of vacation locale—the snowy slopes of Harris Peak Ski Resort—where someone as notoriously accident prone as she has no business being. When Murphy’s Law finally catches up with her, Anne is forced to consider there may be times when it pays to be unlucky.

The Shamrock Incident by London Saint James

Florist, Marissa Carmichael isn’t usually a klutz, but she’s in a hurry and having a bad day. In her haste, she loses her balance and tumbles from the back room of her shop, arms flailing. Her less than graceful entrance halted by a headfirst crash into a display case chock full of silk flowers.

Trey Cleary didn’t think his day could get any worse, until he finds. himself picking the side view mirror of his BMW up from the ground. On a mission to do something about it, he locates the flower shop matching the name on the back of the van that mangled his ‘baby’. But, his car is forgotten when a beautiful woman bursts into the room like an out of control whirling dervish, and takes one mother of a wipeout into the shop’s counter. Coming to her aid brings out the hero in him like no one he’s ever encountered, and leaves him with a need to know more.

For Marissa and Trey, this just might be the one time it pays to be unlucky.

~~~oOo~~~
Purchase Links:

Also Available at These Fine Retailers:

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eBook
Amazon
Amazon UK
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Tour Schedule
Book Blitz and Tour-wide Giveaway
$10 Amazon Gift card & paperback copy of
For the Love of Murphy
Ends 4/11/2014

a Rafflecopter giveaway

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Release Day Blitz: For the Love of Murphy: A Sweet Romance Anthology #Giveaway #Romance #NewRelease

17 Mar

Welcome back :)

In the world of publishing, everyone loves release day, but today is special since my “sweeter side” alter-ego, Rebecca Hart, has a story featured in this sweet romance anthology from Roane Publishing.

For the Love of Murphy
Publisher: Roane Publishing
Release Date: TODAY!!
Key Words: Adult, Romance, Sweet, Contemporary, Anthology
They say love conquers all, but whoever “they” are, must not have heard of Murphy’s Law — whatever can go wrong, will go wrong.
These five tales of sweet, accidental romance prove Cupid’s arrows are a lot tougher than they seem, and sometimes it pays to be unlucky.

No Wrong Turns by Lisa A. Adams

Jessica Brannah is escaping from her last heartbreak with a loaded car and a new address. But, when Murphy’s Law finds her stranded in a back country town, she realizes there’s no outrunning love.

Falling For You by Michelle Ziegler

Darci’s ready to move on. Too bad the dating pool stinks. Until, a ghost from her past resurfaces—the man she missed out on in college.

Andrew was the one man she’d always loved, but neither of them ever made a move. But, old feelings aren’t the only thing resurfacing of late. Darci’s ex comes crawling back at the most inappropriate time, and with all the testosterone flying, she might not end up with either man.

Coffee and Cufflinks by Annabelle Blume

Fresh out of a failed relationship and exhausted by a constant barrage of fiascos at work, Olivia Johnson doesn’t see the man of her dreams standing right in front of her. She tells herself the morning coffee meet-ups with Daren are nothing but coincidence, but even she can’t deny his unequivocal attractiveness. When a night entertaining clients takes a turn for the worst, and Daren shows up where she least expects him, failure starts to look more like fate.

A Slippery Slope by Rebecca Hart

Anne Montgomery is psyched for her girl’s only weekend, despite her friends’ choice of vacation locale—the snowy slopes of Harris Peak Ski Resort—where someone as notoriously accident prone as she has no business being. When Murphy’s Law finally catches up with her, Anne is forced to consider there may be times when it pays to be unlucky.

The Shamrock Incident by London Saint James

Florist, Marissa Carmichael isn’t usually a klutz, but she’s in a hurry and having a bad day. In her haste, she loses her balance and tumbles from the back room of her shop, arms flailing. Her less than graceful entrance halted by a headfirst crash into a display case chock full of silk flowers.

Trey Cleary didn’t think his day could get any worse, until he finds. himself picking the side view mirror of his BMW up from the ground. On a mission to do something about it, he locates the flower shop matching the name on the back of the van that mangled his ‘baby’. But, his car is forgotten when a beautiful woman bursts into the room like an out of control whirling dervish, and takes one mother of a wipeout into the shop’s counter. Coming to her aid brings out the hero in him like no one he’s ever encountered, and leaves him with a need to know more.

For Marissa and Trey, this just might be the one time it pays to be unlucky.

~~~oOo~~~
Purchase Links:

Also Available at These Fine Retailers:

Print
Createspace
Amazon

eBook
Amazon
Amazon UK
Barnes and Noble
KOBO
Smashwords

Tour Schedule
Book Blitz and Tour-wide Giveaway
$10 Amazon Gift card & paperback copy of
For the Love of Murphy
Ends 4/11/2014

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Amazon.com Gift Code. No purchase necessary, but you must be 18 or older to enter. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter, and announced on the widget. Winner will be notified by emailed and have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen. The number of entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Roane Publishing’s marketing department. VOID WHERE PROHIBITED BY LAW.

New Release News: Though the Dom’s Lens by Doris O’Connor (@mamad8) #EroRom #BDSM #NewRelease

7 Mar

Welcome back to the Nook. I’m happy to have you here, and to get the chance to share a new release from one of my favorite BDSM authors, Doris O’Connor. Her latest release, THROUGH THE DOM’S LENS looks like another winner.

Since she is a fellow Evernight author and one of my Sexy Siren sisters, I managed to get her to agree to stop by for a little visit.

wOot! Here’s the fantabulous Doris!

Thanks so much for having me here today :) 

Hands up, who looks in the mirror, and actually likes what they see? Anyone? No? Thought so.

I haven’t met a woman yet, who hasn’t found something about herself she doesn’t like. No matter how comfortable you think you are in your skin, there’s always something that niggles. Now imagine, if you will, that your sister is a super model. Your mum, too, is still sylph like, and then there’s you… Started developing at an early age, and your curves just grew, and grew.

Such is my heroine’s plight in Through the Dom’s Lens. She is as comfortable in her body as she can be, but she’s well used to being the fattie in the room, and she can’t stand looking at herself in pictures.

Why then does she agree to audition for a photo shoot with Master J? Well, you’ll have to read the book to find out why and how this all works out. I will say this—Junsako Frederikson knows true beauty lies within, and there’s no way this Dom can walk away from a sub in need…

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Blurb: Sometimes doing a favor can change your life forever.

Never one to rate her curves, Sally thinks her glamorous sister has lost the plot. Stand in for her at a photo shoot with the most sought after bondage photographer ever?

She’ll be laughed out of the studio, or arrested, or both. However, the temptation to actually meet the man she’s been secretly lusting after for months proves too hard to resist.

Junsako cannot believe his eyes, when Sally turns up. It’s been a long time since the Dom in him felt such an instant pull to anyone. All those curves will look beautiful in Shibari suspension, and Sally proves to be a born submissive. If only she would let go of her body issues and see the beautiful woman he sees through his lens.

Only one thing to do—convince her—with as much kinky sex as possible.

Excerpt: (Mature Audiences Only)

“I want you to do something for me, pet. I want you to close your eyes and remember that feeling.”

She frowned at him, but her eyes fluttered shut and after a while she smiled.

“Good, you’re there in your mind?”

“Yes, Sir, I think so.”

“Good girl, now open your eyes and look at the screen again.” She tensed immediately and her smile slipped, but she did open her eyes and glanced at the screen. He’d changed the image to a slide of the process of her being bound. The first one showed her stood in front of him, looking nervous as hell, and she tensed even more when she saw it.

“What do you see, pet? Truly look at the picture, past the body, concentrate on your facial expression and remember how you felt.”

She bit her lip, and her nose screwed up in concentration, but eventually she answered him.

“I was nervous…” she glanced at him and then continued in a whisper, “and turned on.”

“Good girl, now the next picture. What do you see?”

In this shot she was half in her chest harness and blindfold, and Junsako hardened as he, too, remembered the heady thrill of binding her soft flesh in the rope. The picture didn’t do the eroticism of the art justice. In his mind’s eye, however, he heard her soft sighs and mewls, he felt the rope slide through his fingers and mark her skin, as she sank further into that blissful state of submission.

Sally remembered it, too, if her increased breathing and the dampness seeping through his sweat pants were any indication. He didn’t say anything else, afraid to break the moment, just continued to bring up picture after picture, until she wriggled on his lap, and he was hard enough to pound concrete again.

By the time they were back at the picture he intended to use, tears were falling down Sally’s cheeks, but she was smiling this time.

“Thank you, Sir, for helping me remember what it felt like. I still see a fat woman, though. I know I’m not skinny and … oh.”

The breath whooshed out of her lungs when he stood up with her and flung her over his shoulder. It was a matter of moments to cross the distance to his bedroom, and Sally shrieked when he threw her on the bed face down.

Before she had even stopped bouncing he grabbed her ankles and yanked her down until her ass hung over the edge with her knees on the floor. He kicked her legs apart, and took a moment to admire the view in front of him. With a flick of the remote he turned on the ceiling spotlights. The soft lighting illuminated Sally’s shapely ass. With her legs spread wide, he had a perfect view of her glistening pussy. Her cunt got wetter the longer he just stood there and watched her, and when she tried to push herself up on her elbows he urged her back down on the bed with his hand flat on the small of her back.

“Stay still, pet. It amuses me to watch you like this. You have the most perfect ass, my love. It will look even more beautiful when it’s pink from my hand.”

Sally whimpered, and more of her juices slipped out of her clenching hole.

“I’m going to spank that ass now, and then I’m going to fuck it.  My little pet will like that, I think. Give me a color, pet.”

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Sally’s heart beat so fast in her ears she was sure she’d have fallen to the floor had she not been lying down already. Junsako’s dirty words made her so wet her juices were sliding down her inner thighs, and she found it difficult to concentrate on his words.

An open handed spank to her left ass cheek stung, and before she could open her mouth another one followed to the right side this time.

“I asked you a question, pet. What color are you?”

“Gr-green.” She murmured the words into the cover, as he dug his fingernails into her tender skin and grabbed a generous handful. That should have mortified her, but somehow it didn’t.

“I can’t hear you, pet.”

His strained voice soothed her concerns. He sounded like a man aroused, and it gave her an enormous thrill that he wanted her just as badly as she wanted him.

“Green, Sir. I’m so green. Please don’t stop. I—”

The next spank set her ass on fire and sent her further up the bed, until her hips dug into the edge. It was padded, with little hard nobbles, and just the right height to stimulate her clit, as she discovered with the next few well-placed open handed swats from his hands. He hit a different spot on her ass every time, and with the added stimulation from the torture devices attached to the side, she was close to coming in record time.

Higher and higher she flew until time lost all meaning, and all that mattered was the breathtaking pause before he spanked her again. When he finally stopped heat radiated from her ass all over her body in rolling waves of bliss, and she ground herself against the edge. So close, she was so damn close.

Junsako grabbed her hips and pulled her away from the bed, and Sally whined her protest.

He kissed her shoulder, and chuckled into her neck, as his whole body seemed to engulf her. His hard cock nestled in the cleft of her ass, and he delivered little bites along her back, parallel to her spine. Every sharp sting made her moan, interspersed as it was by his murmured words.

“So beautiful, my pet. This luscious body belongs to me, and you will not come without my permission, will you, pet?”

Available from Evernight Publishing. For all other buy links, please click here.

Check out a Bonus Scene from this story here on my blog.

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author picAuthor Bio:

Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

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My Writing Process Blog Event: My turn to own up thanks to @ElyzabethMVaLey #writing

17 Feb

I’ve been tagged in a fun little blog event we’ve affectionately called the “Writing Process Blog Thingie”. :P

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Basically, I’ve been tagged by the wonderful Elyzabeth M. VaLey in a post on her blog last week, and this week, it’s time to pay the piper and share a little bit about my own writing process.

Here goes :)

1)     What am I working on?

Anyone who knows me kn0ws I am working on far too many stories than I should. Right now, I am working on the next story in my Roses and Thorns BDSM series, plus I have a naughty fairy tale in the works I would like to submit before summer is in full swing. On the mainstream author side (Rebecca Hart), I’ve got an antho release in March and I’d like to get the first novel in her fantasy series finished off and out for consideration.

2)     How does my work differ from others of its genre?

I’d like to think my writing brings the elements of strong prose and vivid description together with believable, likable characters and a story you can’t get out of your head. My erotic writing I think lends beauty to the oft misunderstood world of BDSM and the amazingly romantic elements inherent in the lifestyle. You’d have to tell me if I’ve accomplished that with my stories. :)

3)     Why do I write what I do?

With respect to BDSM romance, I write it because of what I mentioned above — the idea that the lifestyle is somehow dirty or taboo in some way. I hope to really highlight the romantic beauty and profound love that can be obtained in a strong BDSM relationship.

4)     How does your writing process work?
My writing process, and schedule, are complete chaotic. I work a FT job, so I tend to steal time wherever and whenever I can. I have written stories during meetings at the office, during breaks or lunches, before work, weekends, after work… the list goes on. I can be a procrastinator, so I do much better with a solid deadline than left to flounder and schedule my writing on my own. Really, the only thing I absolutely have to have to get my writing done is music, and the type depends strongly on the type of story I’m writing at the time. So, my writing process revolves mostly around inspirational playlists.
Now for the fun part of this feature — tagging some fellow authors for you to visit with. They will both be sharing their writing process next week on MONDAY, FEB. 25th, so be sure to stop by and visit with them as well. :)

See you next time.
~Bex

The Winner of the Love Scene Blog Hop is… #giveaway @evernightpub #Erorom

16 Feb

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I have run the entries through the randomizer (read: a hat with a number for each comment logged where one is chosen by my 13yr old daughter) and come up with the winner of my giveaway in the Evernight Publishing Love Scene Blog Hop.

 

And the winner is…

wyndwhisper

 

Congratulations!  You are the winner of the Evernight Gift Card and your choice of any eBook from my backlist. My backlist can be found on the right sidebar of the blog. Look for an email from me shortly with the details. :)

Thanks to everyone for hopping along with us. Here’s hoping you found some steamy love scenes to enjoy and developed a few obsessions with some new authors as well.

Happy Valentine’s Day to you all!

~Bex

Evernight Publishing Love Scene Blog Hop and #Giveaway #ValentinesDay #Erotic #Romance

6 Feb

VDayBlogHop

Welcome to the Book Nook. So glad you could stop by for my little piece of Evernight Publishing’s Love Scene Blog Hop. I am quite excited to have you here. *happy dance*

Since the theme of this HOP is love scenes, I thought I would share with you a bit of a love scene from my latest Evernight release, LOCK, STOCK, and SPANK HER, which is one of 6 stories in Evernight’s Crimson Rope anthology… which by the way, was a Predator’s and Editors Top 10 Erotic Romance for 2013. *cue confetti*

Pay special attention to the little clip I post, as there will be a question asked at the end. One you must answer in the comments to be qualified for my giveaway.

Bet you’re wondering now what I am giving away… welp, this time around I am offering one lucky winner the choice of any eBook from my backlist, as well as a $10 Evernight Publishing Gift Card.

Here is your teaser first…

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While the collar he’d made Mia was breathtaking, Beth decided she would much prefer the pretty blue sapphires in the pile than the emerald jewels that adorned that one. She picked one up, held it up to the light and marveled at the way the gem sparkled, tossing its refracted color onto the plain white walls.

“They are almost as beautiful as you are. Almost.”

Beth dropped the sapphire stone on the dresser and whipped about. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

His grin jumpstarted her pulse. “Yes, I see that.” He crossed to her in three long strides, his proximity stealing all the air from the room, and her lungs. “Hello, angel. I’m so glad you came.”

“Hello again, Sir.”

Before she could say another word, think another thought, Alexander grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. His mouth crushed hers in a bruising kiss.

Beth melted against him, her arms sliding up to encircle his neck. She welcomed the feel of his body pressed against hers and savored the taste of his forceful lips.

Alexander growled and pressed forward, backing Beth against the wall beside the dresser. His hands found her wrists and pinned them above her head while his mouth continued to ravish hers. He held her wrists immobile with one hand, the other sliding down her side to the hem of her skirt. With minimal effort, he managed to hike it up above her waist. Hot lips kissed a trail of fire along the column of her throat. His voice vibrated against her racing pulse. He drew back enough to capture her gaze, his lips curling in a wicked grin. “Now that we’ve gotten the vanilla out of the way.”

She gasped for air, desperate for the feel of his hands on her body. “Take me, Sir. Please.” Her voice was little more than a whimper.

Growling, he captured her lower lip with his teeth, held it for a heart beat, and released it. “Oh, I intend to, angel.” Alexander grabbed hold of her wrist and drew her with him to the bed, dropping onto it as he hauled her against him. With a hand to her back, and a twist of her torso, Alexander had her positioned across his thighs, ass in the air, and hair hanging about her in a tawny curtain that reached to the floor. “But, first, we have some unfinished business. You still have two more coming, girl. A good master never forgets.”

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If you are interested in picking up a copy of THE CRIMSON ROPE anthology, you can get it here:

Evernight Publishing  |  Amazon  |  Amazon UK  | Barnes and Noble

Now, without further ado, here is my question. You must leave your answer in the comments section, along with your email address to be entered in the drawing for the prizes. Copied and Pasted Entries will be deleted!

WHAT DOES ALEXANDER THINK IS ALMOST AS BEAUTIFUL AS BETH?

A random winner will be selected from all entries received. You must leave an email address with your comment so I can reach you if you are selected as my winner.

Now, if all this isn’t enough to get you hot and bothered… Evernight is also having a huge giveaway to celebrate the event. They will be selecting one commentor to give a $100 VISA gift card. Nice, right?  So make sure to leave a comment below.

Please make sure to swing by the other sites participating in the HOP as well. Each blog or website will be offering their own giveaways, plus comments on the other blogs will also count as entries for the GRAND PRIZE — so make your thoughts known!

Below is a link to the list of participating blogs.

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Thanks so much for stopping by.

Bears and Sex and Bad Boys, Oh My! – The Bear Project by Doris O’Connor (mamad8) #erotic #romance #shifters

20 Jan

Due to my extreme awesomeness and the fact the author has a closet love for me, I managed to convince the irrepressible, Doris O’Connor to stop by my blog to talk a bit about her latest erotic release with Evernight Publishing, The Bear Project.

The cover alone has me beyond intrigued…as if the story being written by Ms’ O’Connor wasn’t enough to convince me I have to read it…

Anyway, before I gush all over myself and give Doris a fat head, here she is…

Thanks so much for having me here today.  :) 

We all love a bad boy, right? That cocksure attitude, the swagger, the single minded determination to get the heroine into his bed. That element of danger that surrounds them is like the cake you know you shouldn’t eat, but you can’t but help and indulge anyway.

Now, imagine you’re stranded in a little hicky town, with no means of getting away, a town full of rumors and strange happenings, and one of those sex-on-legs bad boys comes up to you and claims you’re his.

What would you do? Would you tell him to take a hike, or would you give into that instant and explosive chemistry between you?

Such is the dilemma Emmi faces when she meets Cole. Never in all her life has she been this attracted to a guy, and she does need a place to crash for the night, so why not take advantage of what he offers. It’s simply a case of scratching an itch, right? What could possibly go wrong?

Well… when you’re chosen bedmate is a Bear shifter intent on claiming you for his mate, a hell of a lot can and does go wrong. Especially, when it looks as though this particular bad boy is some sort of assassin too…

Emmi does what any reasonable person would do. She runs after their night of passion, determined to forget all about Cole. However, Cole is a hard person to forget, not least because she is left with a permanent reminder that throws her right into the world and blood line politics of shifters.

Shifters in London, blood lines, council, rules, mating bond – say what?

It’s enough to leave you dizzy. Add in the return of Cole, who isn’t at all what he seems to be and Emmi is in for the ride of her life.

Works for me!! How bout you guys? (yeah, thought so…YUM)

here are all the juicy details:

TBPTHE BEAR PROJECT
by Doris O’Connor

Genre: Erotic Romance (Shifters)

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Release Date: Jan. 9, 2014

Blurb: When Animal conservationist Emmi Layne meets bad boy Cole Jackson there is no denying the instant lust between them. She has a thing for bears, after all.  However, you cannot build a relationship on awesome sex alone, especially when you live on different continents, and have nothing in common.

Everything changes, when Emmi discovers that their night of passion has left her with more than erotic memories. She has no means of contacting him, even if she wanted to, but she hasn’t counted on this bear shifter’s determination.

Cole is not what he seems, and he will stop at nothing to claim what’s his—even if that means breaking all the rules.

Can he trust the mating bond to deliver, or will it spell the end of an ancient blood line?

With the odds stacked against them, can this unlikely duo find happiness together?

Excerpt: (Mature Audiences ONLY)

A moan slipped out from Emmi, and his balls drew tight in anticipation, as she, too, lost what cover his old shirt afforded her.  She licked her lips, her gaze riveted on his erection, and he grinned. A primitive sense of ownership grabbed him, and he bent down, and grabbing her ankles, pulled her down the bed until her ass was half hanging off it and he could step right between her legs.

This position opened her cunt for his inspection, and her scent grew in potency as her juices coated her pussy lips. Cole stroked himself harder in response to that sight, and she whimpered. That tiny sound pitched his need to claim her to new heights, but he wanted her begging for his cock and so wet and ready that she couldn’t stand it anymore.

A vision of keeping her like this, naked and at his mercy, filled his vision. Her curves would look so beautiful bound by Shibari rope, as she begged him for her orgasm.

His dick jumped at the thought, and he used the natural lubrication of his pre-cum to aid the ever faster up and downward glide of his hand.

“Cole, let me…”

Emmi looked up at him, her eyes so dark with her own need it took his breath away.

“No, I want to watch you come for me.” A fierce blush spread all over her skin at his husky words, and she bit her lips hard enough to draw blood. The metallic smell filled his nostrils, and his bear roared. “Use your fingers to spread yourself wider, so that I can see what you’re doing. Tell me what it feels like, and how much you want my cock, sugar.”

Emmi shivered and closed her eyes, but her hands did slowly slide down to the apex of her thighs.

“Use your words, baby. I want to hear you.”

“Oh God.” Her groan matched his when she spread her labia wide and circled her clit with one finger. The little nubbin swelled under her ministrations as all the blood rushed to the surface.

“That’s my girl. Fill your hole with your fingers, and imagine it’s my cock, sugar.”

Emmi complied, and the little needy sounds she made at the back of her throat were pure music to his ears.

“Words, Emmi, use them.”

“I … I can’t. I just … I want to come so badly. My fingers are not enough. I’m gripping them imagining they’re your cock filling me, thrusting in. I want you so badly.”

He growled, and she pumped her fingers faster until the wet sounds of her greedy pussy filled the room. The trembles started as her orgasm took hold, and Cole grabbed her thighs and took over.

Emmi screamed when his tongue replaced her fingers, and her essence flowed freely into his waiting mouth. His bear grunted his approval, and Cole blew against her slit and then bit down on her clit. The action sent Emmi over the edge, and he pushed two of his fingers into her clenching pussy hole. She rode those fingers as her whole body bowed off the bed and tightened before she slumped back down, moaning and writhing under his fingers and tongue.

Cole kept up his assault until the last tremors stopped and then crawled up her limp and sweat slicked body to kiss her.

“You’re not playing fair.” She mumbled the words and ran her hands over his chest, up to his shoulders and then down his back until she could reach his ass. With his body cocooned between her thighs, his cock slid up and down her wet slit and he indulged himself by thrusting into her just once.

Her cunt closed around him like a velvet fist, and Emmi pushed her feet into his calves and lifted up to meet his thrust. Their gazes locked when he pulled out and then pushed into her wet heat again.

“Oh, God, Cole, you’re driving me insane.”

His little human bucked against him, and her vaginal muscles clenched and released around his dick in an effort to hurry him along. It took all of Cole’s willpower and self-control to not simply give her what she wanted, but he withdrew again until just the tip of his dick remained inside her entrance.

Emmi shook and groaned and pleaded, and he ground his teeth to stop himself form coming.

“No, we’ll do this my way. Stop trying to hurry me, sugar, or I’ll tie you to this bed and leave you hanging.”

Her sharp intake of breath made him smile, and he paused half in half out of her sweet cunt, until he could nudge her sweet spot with short, shallow thrusts that had her luscious body climbing again. He could see it in the way her eyes clouded over, and her breathing quickened. Her fingernails scored his skin hard enough to draw blood, and Cole welcomed the slight pain, as he pushed her over that edge again.

“That’s my girl. Come for me again. Beautiful.”

He withdrew and flipped her over, so that she was bent over the side off the bed. With her knees on the floor, and her legs spread wide, her ass was there for him to play with, and Cole smacked one cheek and then pushed his fingers back into her vagina.

A rush of air escaped Emmi’s lungs, and she groaned into the bed covers and lifted her ass up to give him better access.

Cole rubbed his stubble along her shoulder blades and kissed her spine. A shudder went through her body, and she sighed his name when he withdrew.

“What, baby? Do you want me to spank you again?”

He delivered another open handed swat to her other cheek with enough force to leave a bright mark on her pale flesh as the blood rushed to the surface. His possessive bear urged him to do it again, to mark her body with his hands and claws and teeth, but the man needed to be sure she was on board with this.

“Yes, God, yes, please, Cole, anything. That feels so fucking good.”

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Author Bio: Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

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