Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Single Submissive Cover Reveal

Book: Single Submissive
Author: Marilyn Lakewood
Genre: Dominant/submissive ménage romance
Release Date: 28th February #SingleSubmissiveCoverReveal
Synopsis
A television dating show? What sensible woman does that? Desperate times force drastic measures as thirty-two-year-old Sophie Baxter searches for Mr. Right Dom. But for a shy submissive, five weeks on a reality show might be a bad decision. One decision is easy, however: the Dom she chooses won’t be an actor. Dex Hampton… successful film actor, coveted bachelor, and England’s sexiest export, but for this mysterious, reserved Dominant, fame isn’t a goal. Finding the right submissive is his top priority, and he’ll do anything to get his girl. Jake Sinclair’s golden good looks and rakish Aussie charm fuel his flourishing acting career. He does his own stunts and tackles life full on. He’s achieved everything he’s ever wanted, except finding the right submissive. When he sees Sophie, nothing will stop him from winning her. Not even the competition of his longtime friend and fellow Dominant, Dex Hampton. As the entire world watches, two movie superstars compete for a beautiful submissive who is ready to yield in all ways but one: she will not have an actor as a Dom.
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Meet The Author
Marilyn and her husband live in the northwest U.S., not too far from the Canadian border. She thinks the long, cold winters are perfect “writing weather.” Most of the time, she doesn’t mind the short days, or the snow—except when she needs to drive in a blizzard, in the dark. Marilyn started writing sexy stories “just for fun” and she’ll joyously admit she’s obsessed with creating hard-core dominant heroes and happily-ever-after endings. Writing erotic romance lets her explore love, passion, and sex, through the lens of different characters and settings. It’s also a way to keep her imagination kindled during the September to March “cold snap.” Marilyn loves music, flowers, sci-fi and romance movies, and taking daily walks with Precious, her rescued dog. She’s a country girl at heart, and although she imagines travelling to distant, romantic shores, her favorite place is home with her family. Visit Marilyn at www.marilynlakewood.com

Cherime MacFarlane

BARE WIRES
The MacGrough Clan Series, prequel to Wired for Sound (coming soon)
by Cherime MacFarlane

Kinky As F*ck by Avery Aster Release Blitz & Giveaway


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Book Title: Kinky As F*ck Author: Avery Aster Genre: M/M Erotic Romance and M/M New Adult Note: features BDSM Release Date: February 21, 2017 Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
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book blurb
Two bestselling novels at one low price! XO, Blake: New Yorker Blake Morgan is gay, handsome, and kinky as f*ck. In this duet, you’ll join him on a naughty new adult adventure where he wakes up in a man's bed he’s been lusting after for as long as he can remember. Unsaid: Lower East Side multimedia artist extraordinaire Miguel Santana may be known as the cocky Latin stud in the city, but all he’s wanted since college was Blake’s hand in marriage. He was livid when Blake walked down the aisle with the wrong guy. Miguel has his own list titled the Seven Needs, which are quite contrary to Blake’s dirty-boy deeds. They involve serious commitments, which may leave his new-to-the-singles-scene buddy sprinting for the door, destroying any hopes Miguel has for happiness.
excerpt
Blake looked up, not quite forgetting his friend’s beauty. His black pearl eyes raked over him, full lips and dimples received the gesture. “Has anyone ever told you that you are the spitting image of Mario Lopez?” “From Extra TV??” “Ah-huh.” He always appreciated his friend’s sex appeal, but he’d never noticed how gentle and caring he was until that moment. He could be super sweet. “Every day,” Miguel returned, the smile accentuating his dimples to further resemble the TV actor. He handed him a toothbrush topped with paste and instructed, “Brush.” Scrubbing the toothbrush in his mouth, he cleaned over his top and bottom teeth, then his tongue back and forth, spat on the shower floor next to their feet, and rinsed his mouth in the shower. A creamy shampoo was applied to his curls while standing under the showerhead. With a bristle brush, Miguel scrubbed his shoulders and back counterclockwise, followed by his chest, arms, legs, and feet clockwise. He’d never had anyone wash his hair except at the salon. Overwhelmed by how the simplest gesture made him feel, he closed his eyes and tried to stand tall. In silence, he observed their closeness. You…treat me as a gift. Make me feel special. This shower brought the intimacy between them to a newfound intensity. Reaching down, Miguel grabbed him close, groin-to-groin. Their two cocks touched. “We’re about the same size.” “Not quite,” he corrected, believing Miguel to be bigger. He wasn’t sure why, but he’d always felt so much smaller around him. Maybe it was his dominant personality, his confidence. Miguel held onto his cock and rubbed his palm over the tip. He then circled his hand over his own. His dimpled grin increased. He squirmed but stood his ground, looking his friend deep in his molten eyes. He wasn’t backing down. Not then. The challenge must’ve motivated what came next for Miguel reached behind him and grabbed his ass. His mouth leaned up to Blake’s right ear. “Tonight, I’m going to fist you. I want your ass clean.” He buried two fingers inside him. “Mig!” He loved this. “Understand?” “Yes.” He was tempted to say, No. No way in Hell, but his friend seemed intent on fisting. He’d brought it up a few times. Who knew, he enjoyed his face fucking and golden shower, so maybe the pleasures would continue. “This morning was the hottest thing ever.” “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.” After grabbing the shave cream canister, Miguel lathered his scruff. “I am, very much so.” Miguel popped off a new disposable razor lid from the shower caddy. Starting with Blake’s right cheek, he glided the blade down, top to bottom and said, “Such a pretty face, for a man.” He studied his eyes for confirmation. “Oh, please…” He looked away knowing he wasn’t one for compliments, especially about his face. “Why do you dismiss what I say?” With an owner’s grip, he turned his chin and shaved his upper neck. “I wasn’t raised placing an emphasis on looks.” He felt the shower’s heat steal into his pores. It was hard to listen to the compliments. Ever since that plane crash, back in college, he never thought of himself as attractive. “You’d never know with the way you carry yourself.” “What do you mean?” He drew his upper lip down, enabling Miguel to shave under his nostrils. “You take pride in the way you dress, the clothes, fit body, perfect teeth¾” “Thanks. I work in advertising. It’s my job to look good.” “It shows.” Miguel pressed his lips against his mouth. He slid his tongue into his mouth and kissed him deeply, pulling his body in tight. The shave foam residue lubed their lips. Blake’s backside rested against the tile wall, his torso buried deep in his friend’s embrace. “Why do you look away when I compliment you? Do I make you uncomfortable talking about how attractive you are?” “No. I, ahhh…” God, how would he answer that? He tried to smile. “Mig, no one’s ever said that to me before is all.” “Well, it’s true. You’re the most attractive guy I’ve ever met.” Dropping the razor onto the ledge, he wrapped his arms around him. With relentless enjoyment, he pressed into Miguel’s rock-hard body. “Thank you.” He saw acceptance in his friend’s eyes. He’d never noticed it until then. Had he always looked at him that way and he’d just not seen it before? The shower suddenly felt too small. He could barely breathe. “I better get dressed. I have some errands to run before work.” Miguel squirted shampoo onto his own hair as he stepped out and toweled off. “Blake…” “Yeah?”
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New York Times bestselling author Avery Aster pens The Manhattanites, a contemporary erotic romance series of full-length, stand-alone novels, and the naughty new adult prequel companion series The Undergrad Years. Join Avery's newsletter eepurl.com/CQ665 and get a FREE ebook!
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Cloak & Dagger


About the Book
Title: Cloak & Dagger
Author: Michel Lee King
Genre: Fantasy
A demonic howl rips through the air. Panicked voices call out. Women race through the fields to the sanctuary of their walled village. The wolf howls again. Men barricade the entrance, daughters are wrapped in the protective arms of their mothers. Sons race to assist their fathers.
It is a scene I've seen many times. Heard many times. Caused many times. Their fear does nothing for me. I'm not here for them. I am here for the one they harbor, the one they protect. The harpy in maiden's clothing. I am here for the one who changed me.
She stole my life, my husband, my future, my sanity. Now with the wolf inside I will find her. I will shred her. That harpy will never fly again.
My name is Ashleigh. I am the big bad wolf. And I am here for Rosamund.

Author Bio
I drink copious amounts of coffee while writing light and dark fiction. It is an obsession of mine (both coffee and writing). I love to create different world people can delve into. Whether set in our world or a fantasy, I love to push my characters through experiences that most of us can relate to. We’ve all been embarrassed by our own actions. We’ve all had those moments you wish you could take back. We’ve all had the “naked on the first day of school” dream. Our idiosyncrasies are what make us human. And, I love to force those traits on my characters to see how they cope with them.
I live in western Washington state in the shadow of Mount Rainier with my husband, son, dog, and the cat that adopted us and refuses to leave. When not writing, I can be found in a library, in the woods, or reading next to the fire.
I am a raging introvert, but I can be found on social media through:
Facebook - King.Michel.Lee
Twitter - @Michel_Lee_King



Excerpt

The sun rose languid over a desolate land. Scrubby trees stood at sparse intervals throughout the woodland. Their pathetic limbs scrabbling for the few rays of clear sunshine making it through a perpetual blanket of thin clouds. They ringed our valley, presenting a wooden barrier at the edge of our fields. Their brethren stood stripped and bare, spiked and roped together around the village, an impenetrable wall of twigs. High above, the jagged peaks of the Carpathian Mountains looked down on us, waiting to unleash ancient evils from its cliffs.
Everything about that land appeared masked in a veil, obscured by a constant fog more smoke than mist. Mysteries and the mysterious played through the everyday. Plagued by nightmares at all times, we were a people bereft of hope or happiness. We children did not run and play as we were meant, instead we bent to our tasks staying near the parent we were obliged to mimic. Bend, cut, throw, heft, carry, do not get left behind.
I trailed after Mother in the fields, a bundle of decrepit wheat bouncing at odds with my mood in my arms. My only present from my father, a too big leather cloak stained red, kept the wind off my back. A wolf’s call rent the air. Not the yip of a normal, average, livestock-devouring creature. But the howl of the hungry demon, of a soul stealing devil who took from maidens their essence and left a flame of hell in their bodies.
We ran. The crimson leather flashed in the mist like some morbid omen as it tugged on my neck slowing me down.
The blacksmith’s eldest daughter tripped in a gopher hole, yelping in pain. I rushed to her side pulling with all the strength I could muster at ten years old. Fur flashed between the trees, glowing orange eyes tracking us as it weaved closer, and closer. The sturdy woman beneath me lurched backward as her foot popped free of the hole. She hoisted me up by the cloak and shoved. “Run, Ashleigh!”
We raced through the fields back to the safety of our village, feeling the monster stalking behind us. We crossed the painted and carved totems and symbols still maroon with dried blood thinking ourselves safe from evil. Talismans were meant to protect, sacrifices would stave off the beast’s bloodlust. Or so we thought, and we had slaughtered a fair few of our sick and weak kinsmen in those deluded hopes.
Men in leather and wool urged us deeper into the village. My mother helped them slam the heavy door closed and hold it.
I ran into my father’s arms, the customary crinkle at the edges of his blue eyes tight and fierce. “Do not fear, my Ashleigh.” His voice, a soft tenor thick with our Hungarian accent, set a soothing balm across my frenzied nerves. He gave me a tight squeeze before shoving me toward Mother. “Miriam, get her inside and barricade the door.”




Circuit Fae Reveal


Moribund
Genevieve Iseult Eldredge
(Circuit Fae, #1)
Published by: Monster House Books
Publication date: September 12th 2017
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult
High school sophomore Syl Skye is an ordinary girl. At least, she’s trying to be. School photographer and all-around geek, she introverts hard and keeps her crush on sexy-hot glam-Goth star Euphoria on the down-low. But when a freak accident Awakens her slumbering power, Syl is forced to accept a destiny she never wanted—as the last sleeper-princess of the fair Fae.
Suddenly hunted by the dark Fae, Syl’s pretty sure things can’t get any worse. Until she discovers her secret crush, Euphoria, is really a dark Circuit Fae able to harness the killing magic in technology. Even worse, she’s been sent to destroy Syl. With mean girls and magic and dark Fae trying to kill her, it’ll take more than just “clap if you believe in fairies” to save Syl’s bacon—not to mention, her heart.


Author Bio:
Genevieve Iseult Eldredge writes LGBTQ YA because as a young adult, she never had any lesbian heroes like her.
Now she brings together her love of LGBTQ literature, urban fantasy, young adult fiction, and the secret world of the Fae in her lesbian YA series, Circuit Fae--so that young adults of the LGBTQ community can have heroes that understand, that think and act, live and love like them.
GIE is also an MFA grad, a martial artist, a self-rescuing princess, and all-around strong female character. She’s multi-published, and in her role as an editor has helped hundreds of authors make their dream of being published a reality.
GIE believes in fairies (in fact, she’s clapping right now), true love (not “to blave”), and championing the often-unheard female voice. She might be using D&D figures to plot out an epic fight scene right now.

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40 Something & Giveaway


40 Something
by Shannon Peel
Genre: Chick Lit, Contemporary Fiction

Five women navigate life while juggling careers, children, family, and the men in their lives.


Charlie is bored with the family tradition of Sunday Dinner so she brings a friend her family won't approve of to spice things up a bit. Will this friend go too far and cause too much damage?
Rose only wants to do what is right and keep her family safe. How can she do that when the world is so dangerous and her teenagers so willful. Will helping a friend invite trouble into her perfect world?
Lindsay loves to have fun and enjoys the company of men. She is a modern playgirl who will stop at nothing to get a man's attention. Will she find what she's looking for or something unexpected?
Sophie wants to keep the peace and keep everyone happy, especially her ex-husband, so her children will live with her full time. Will she lose the children if she can't afford to take care of them?
Justine wants to escape her perfect life, she just doesn't realize it. Will she find the passion that is missing or will she continue to hide behind her computer screen?  



Shannon Peel grew up in Enderby, BC where her family's root run deep. Growing up where television was either non existent or very limited she relied on books & imagination to escape into the world beyond. 


She went to UBC to study and earn a general studies BA with a concentration in Political Science and Economics. Macro analysis of world events, social justice and human motivations became a passion of hers. This passion is a driving force in all her stories, which have political, economic, and social justice undercurrents. 



After a career in the financial field she decided to stay home and raise her two children until school age. In 2007 she return to the workforce as a sales / marketing / advertising professional. She currently resides in BC's Lower Mainland with her two teenage children. 

Shannon Peel is a creative, intelligent professional with a 20 year proven track record in sales, marketing, customer relations, project management, presentations, and communication. 




Monday, February 20, 2017

Time's Up! by Vicki Green & Giveaway




Title: Time’s Up!
Author: Vicki Green
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 20, 2017



Blurb

What happens when your wealthy, pretentious Italian parents create a contract for you when you turned twenty-one and now a few years later you realize you only have nine months left to fulfill it.

The terms:
Must be married and pregnant by the age of twenty-five. 

The catch:
It has to be true love.

All stipulated in the contract. 

The problem:
Rica has no boyfriend.
She’s not easy.
She’ll be twenty-five in nine months. 

What’s NOT in the contract:
Her parents forgot to mention he must be Italian.

Well, at least there’s a little hope. Very little hope.

**This story is intended for 18+ readers.








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Excerpt

He’s headed for second base, giving me a wink. Cocky son of a.... I start running toward him, my hand outstretched with the ball, ready to tag his ass. God, what an ass. I’m a fairly fast runner since I jog all the time, but he starts pulling ahead, so I push harder. I start gaining on him and when he looks at the base, I know what he’s going to do. Just as he begins to slide.… I dive.

“YOU’RE OUT!”

I’d feel a little like gloating but when I look up from my position, his head is cocked to one side and he’s smiling widely. “Feel free to stay down there a while.” He winks. I feel the heat of my blush as I push myself back from having my face right between his legs. Just like his large muscles, his cock is freaking huge! And hard as a rock. He rubs his scruffy chin. “Uh, you might want to get that dirt off. Right about here.” I give him a dirty look.





Author Bio

Best selling Author of Romance and Romance Suspense, Vicki lives in Kansas with her husband and two boys as well as their 3 dogs that rule their house. She loves spending time with her family and furbabies as well as reading.

Look for more exciting romance adventures in the future.



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