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Monday 29 February 2016

Release Blitz - Into His Command by @AngelPayneWrtr [The Cimarron Series 2]


A hero worshipped…

Brooke Valen has resigned herself to a life of adoring Samsyn Cimarron from afar. The massive warrior has been her knight in shining armor since the night she and her family arrived on the island of Arcadia, forced to take new identities and blend into the strange new land to avoid a terrorist’s bounty on her father’s head. Though Brooke has grown into a woman and devoted herself to learning battle tactics in order to earn Syn’s respect, it is clear he’ll see her as nothing more than the scrawny teen who washed up on his shore six years ago.

A prince scarred…

Samsyn Cimarron has all but taken a sacred oath never to marry. Disillusioned by the sham of his parents’ union, fairytale love is nothing but a concept for dreamers and story books. Instead, Syn has devoted himself to things he can control, like his country’s security—and a long string of one-night lovers. But when Brooke Valen serves on his temporary security detail and almost dies in the doing, all his careful mandates are shattered—and one night of naked passion with her doesn’t feel like enough. But it has to be. His desires are dark and wicked, unworthy of a beauty like Brooke.

A fate sealed…

When Arcadia’s security hinges on Samsyn taking a bride, he reluctantly seals the deal with Brooke—but vows that even his ring on her finger won’t make him take her body again.

A love realized?

Though married to the man of her dreams, Brooke has never felt more alone in her life. Is the flame of their love strong enough to shatter Samsyn’s darkness? Can the beauty of her soul reach to the beast in his? Or will she have to prove her love by confronting the assassin who’s been sent to finish off her family for good?




 Hi there. I'm Angel: book lover, writing addict, hopeless romantic, pop culture geek and avid shoe lover.

A bit about me...

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.


Sunday 28 February 2016

New Release - Chasing After Him [Risso Family 5] by @AuthorLynnBurke #erotic #bdsm

Now Available!

Chasing after Him, Risso Family #5

Chasing after Him
Risso Family #5
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Release Date: February 23, 2016
Warning: Contains bondage

Charlene Tucker is driven to achieve her goal of becoming a pediatrician, but her rigorous schedule is beating her down. She needs a break from academia, and perhaps pursuing a one-night stand with her hot Italian neighbor will help her relax and re-focus.

Theo Risso enjoys being in control. Tying women up and having them at his mercy is his ultimate obsession. Flirting with Charlene stimulates and challenges his carefree attitude, but his determination to be a good neighbor subjugates his need to dominate her.
A blizzard tamps out the electricity, but not their desire, and being snowed in together provides the perfect setting for Charlene's plan…chase Theo until he succumbs to his own need to take control, to bind her body, and free her mind. Passions run high and tempers will clash as Charlene's pursuit challenges Theo's willpower to resist. But will her need for control threaten her ability to surrender herself to him?


Theo obviously liked how I looked. He’d enjoyed an eyeful of my bra-less chest and he’d also taken a sudden interest in my lips. I licked the lingering droplet of wine off the upper while lowering my glass. Time to get things moving. “So.”

He lifted his gaze, brow quirked. “So.”

“Why’d you agree to come over tonight?”

Theo’s sexy smirk sent flutters through my stomach. “I enjoy making you laugh. Helping you remember there’s life outside of your life’s goal.”

“Is that all?”

He nodded and tipped up his glass, not taking the time to savor the dry, oaken flavor.
My entire body tingled with the thought success was in reach. “Why didn’t you sit over here with me?”

Theo peered at me with his dark eyes. Fathomless and unreadable. “Because you’re on a mission.”

For the second time since he’d arrived, laughter bubbled from me. “I am.”

“And according to you, you always succeed.”

“I do.”

He studied the wine while swirling it in the glass. “I sat over here to thwart your plans.”

I narrowed my eyes as I studied his face. “Why?”

“You don’t need any distractions right now.”

Spine stiffening, I lifted my chin. “Or perhaps that’s exactly what I need right now.”
“Not my kind of distraction.”

His gaze latched onto me, and finally—finally—heat I’d dreamed of simmered in his stare. I fought the strange desire to lower my eyes. “I never back down. Ever.”

His coy smirk sent a rush of moisture straight south to slick my panties. “You should.”

“Oh?” I allowed my smile to grow and rubbed a fingertip along my shirt’s drooping neckline. His attention swung downward. “And why’s that?”

“You’re messing with fire.” He lifted his gaze and scorched me with the lust in his black eyes.

Fire? Oh yeah. My body ignited, and burning need swelled between my thighs and settled into my clit. I got up and set my wine glass on the coffee table while moving around it—all without breaking eye contact. Focused on his face, I peered down at him from between his legs. “I can handle a little heat.”  


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About Lynn Burke:

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.

Her current work, the Risso Familly Novellas, revolves around four siblings from Boston’s North End.
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#WeWriWa Lost Time Teaser 9 #8Sunday #timetravel

Weekend Writing Warriors

Here's another 10 from one of my old favourites, Lost Time, an erotic time-travel romance. (published January 2013) Skipping ahead a bit, Hannah has arrived in Llandeilo (Wales) and purchases a bus ticket to Swansea after overcoming yet another language barrier with the ticket agent who then kicks her out of the bus depot, two hours before the bus is due in...

“What am I going to do? Wait outside?” And, as if things couldn’t be any worse, it began to piss rain.  

The lady pointed to the pub down the street where some sketchy-looking men milled around out front, in the mounting fog. “Perhaps you could go enjoy a cuppa,” she suggested.   

“I can’t…” Hannah paused when she heard the glass door lock behind her, the lights inside darkening. 

“Oh, this is a magical trip. It just keeps getting better and better,” she complained to herself as the rain took on a steady beat.

She looked down the street. Maybe she could get a cup of coffee in one of the establishments, she thought, but changed her mind when she realised the shadows down by the pub seemed to be moving in her direction. 

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Saturday 27 February 2016

Out Now! Surrendering To Chance [Weathermen 8] by @RavennaTate #erotic #scifi

Please welcome back the fabulous Ravenna Tate with the latest installment in the Weathermen Series
  Surrendering To Chance

The Weathermen 8

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Valerie Garfield has loved her boss, Grayson Jensen, CEO of Jensen Software and Web Development, for two years. They had a fling that lasted six months and ended when Valerie told Grayson she loved him, but he didn’t want the same things from their relationship that she did. Now, he wants another chance to prove he’s a changed man and only wants Valerie.

As they work side by side toward uncovering the names of more hackers, can Valerie fight her feelings, or will she end up with a broken heart once again?

Grayson is part of a group of friends financing the efforts to put a stop to The Madeline Project. The program now has a mind of its own, thanks to a virus called Tommy Twister. These men have power, resources, and money, but they’re as ruthless and possessive as the storms ravaging Earth.

They call themselves the Weathermen… 


The look in his eyes nearly took her breath away. A combination of lust and uncertainty filled them, and all she wanted to do was fall into his warm, strong arms and let the memories of their six months together become part of her reality once more. He was so familiar, but everything had now changed between them.

“I’m not assuming anything tonight. I only wanted to tell you that I had an amazing time, and you look … you look so damn beautiful, Valerie. Thank you for this. All of this. I won’t make you regret giving me another chance.”

“Thank you for trusting me with the company secrets.” She was too overwhelmed to say anything else.

“I don’t want to talk about work.”

“What would you like to talk about?”

She could feel the heat coming off his body in waves. His expression turned almost desperate, and she hated that. She didn’t want to torture the poor guy, especially since it was obvious they both wanted the same thing.

“Never mind,” she said, stepping closer. “Talking is overrated.” Valerie kissed him, tentatively at first, but she needn’t have worried whether she’d read him wrong. He captured her mouth in a kiss so damn hot she was surprised the carpet under their feet didn’t catch fire.

He moved his hands from her shoulders to her face, cupping it so tightly it almost hurt. She moaned into his open mouth, letting it all happen. The sensations racing through her were both familiar and fresh, probably because she hadn’t had sex in forever. It didn’t matter why. All she knew was that it felt so damn right, and she didn’t want to be anywhere else.

Grayson released her mouth and moved to her neck, planting soft kisses up and down it. “Valerie … oh my God, it feels so fucking good to kiss you again.”

“I can hardly breathe right now.”

He gazed into her eyes. “In a good way, right? I mean, you’re okay with this.”

“Yes, Grayson. Absolutely.” Before she lost her nerve, Valerie dropped her bag on the floor and reached around to unzip her dress. He stepped back, a drop-dead sexy grin on his face as she let the garment fall to the floor. She stepped out of it, and then removed her sandals and stood in front of him clad only in a lacy half bra and panties that matched the dress.

“Keep going.”

His voice was gruff and commanding, and it sent shivers up and down her spine. She unhooked the bra and let it fall, then slid off the panties. She’d been naked in front of him before so that was nothing new, but she swore she couldn’t remember him gazing at her like this. As if she was a precious gem he’d just dug out of the rock himself, and no one had ever seen anything like it.

She had to blink back tears while his gaze traveled slowly over her body. He didn’t touch her, which was even more arousing. When he finally did reach for her, gently, as if she might break if he wasn’t careful, she moaned loudly and threw herself into his arms.

Valerie had always enjoyed making love to Grayson. He was skilled and he knew it. She’d always found that confidence very sexy. This felt different on his part. Or maybe she’d just been away from it too long?

He kissed her again, shoving his tongue into her mouth while his hands ran down her back, then over her ass, and finally came up to cup her breasts. He rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers the way she loved, then grasped her ass again and smacked each cheek, hard.

She pulled away from the kiss, her clit throbbing now. “Oh God. You know how much I always loved it when you spanked me.”

“Too bad I didn’t bring my favorite flogger along on the trip.”

She giggled, her arousal rising to crazy heights. “We’ll have to improvise.”

“Maybe later.” He pulled her close again. “Right now if I don’t get inside you, I’m going to fucking explode.”

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#MySexySaturday It's easy to lure somebody to the dark side...#paranormal #Saturday7

Welcome to the 130th week of My Sexy Saturday. 
This week’s theme: A Sexy Paranormal Love

Readers, please visit us at our new Author Central where we’ll be sharing even more from our authors besides Saturday’s snippets. We’d love to have each and every one of you there as we’re starting new things this month with fun and prizes along the way.
This week’s theme is A Sexy Paranormal Love and this is all about those pesky shapeshifters, vampires, demon hunters, angels or any other paranormal event or creature that graces the pages of our romances. Show us your most romantic or frustration relationships all with a flair for the paranormal.

An extract from paranormal erotic, Dark Defeat, the last installment in the The Lustful Possession Series. A run in with a demon turns hot...

Its breath had turned warm and also tantalized her neck and that sensitive little place behind her ear. It knew all the spots that turned her on.

“That’s right. I do know all the tasty little places that will make you my slave.” He swirled his elusive fingers around her entrance. “You want me to go deep now. Fill you.”

Her mind screamed “yes,” and he knew it.

“Your eagerness is running rampant, Neve, or do you prefer Keallach? Or is it the way he says Keallie that curls your toes?”

“Damn you!”

“Hahaha, I am the damned luv. Where do you think that particular saying came from? You see how easy it is to lure somebody to the dark side, Keallie? You just find all their weaknesses and pinpoint all their special places, and they’ll willingly capitulate.”

She sobbed as he kept her right on that precipice between the highest form of arousal and climax.

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Friday 26 February 2016

Cover Reveal SILENCED by K.N. Lee @KNycole_Lee #Vampires #Witches

When Willa’s love is transformed into a vampire, and she is forced to do unspeakable evil, she vows to make the king that ruined her life pay.

Silence kept her alive.
Magic will set her free.

Willa Avery created the serum that changed the world as humans, witches, and vampires knew it. Sun Serum 99, the cure for a vampire’s death by sunlight. Many tried to create it, but it took the magic and science of a Grand Elite Caster to perfect it. Despite the fame and recognition that came with this new discovery, the fact remains: Willa was forced by the vampire king of the West to create the one thing she could have used to kill him.

After hiding from the king and his spies for years, she's tired of living in the shadows. She vows to end his reign of terror and return to the man she was stolen from a century ago.

With her two best friends—witches of high rank by her side, and the love of a vampire seeking his own freedom, can Willa destroy the king that ruined her life?

Exclusive Excerpt:

“I HATE YOU,” Katya shouted from the loft at the top of the stairs. "How could you do this to me?"
Nude, with long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, she was stunning when angry. Her pert nose reddened as her eyes narrowed at Kristoff Dargaard. For two years, he'd thought her Russian accent was charming. Now he wished she would shut up.
Folding his arms across his bare chest, he gazed at her, indifferent. Yawning, he decided it was best not to ignore the young woman that knew most of the passwords to his accounts.
That’s what I get for sleeping with my assistant.
"Listen to me, Katya. I know what you did. I don’t take kindly to spies."
She threw a bottle of wine at him. “I told you I wasn’t a spy!”
Kristoff sighed, watching the bottle come straight toward his head. As if in slow motion, the bottle soared across the room to him. He sidestepped it.
He cringed at the sound of the bottle crashing onto the floor, splashing his bare feet with the red liquid.
When she went to break his cell phone with all of the proof of her treachery, he darted up the stairs at lightning speed. Kristoff snatched his phone from her hand and grabbed Katya by her hair. Within seconds he tossed her over the rail.
Her scream was so loud that he almost let her fall. She grabbed his hands with both of her own. She gripped him tightly, afraid to fall twenty feet to the marble floor of his Charleston manor.
The five-foot-eight woman was at least one-hundred and thirty pounds, but he held her mid-air as if she weighed nothing more than a rag doll.
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Stop! You're hurting me!" She grabbed his hand while he held her in the air by a fistful of blonde hair. “I’m sorry!”
"Are you done?"
Lips trembling, she looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. She nodded. 
"Good," he said, lifting her back over the polished brass railing.
When he set Katya back on her feet, she ran to gather her clothes. Leaning against the rail, he watched her stuff her black heels in her bag and slip on tight jeans and a purple sweater, and ballet flats. She kept glancing at him as if to make sure he wasn't coming after her.
Kristoff contemplated walking over there, taking her by her waist and making love to her once more on his down-filled white blanket. 
He'd miss Katya's sweet mouth and even sweeter blood.
The puncture marks from his fangs were stark against her white skin. He'd need to take care of the marks and her memory before she left.
When she was done packing and dressing she stood there, silently, waiting for permission to leave. Tears streamed down her face.
Kristoff strode over to her and collected her in his arms. “I know it wasn’t your fault.”
“He made me do it,” Katya wailed. She sobbed into his chest, clinging to him like a child being taken from her parents.
She loved him.
Too bad he didn't love her back. His heart belonged to another.
"Will you forgive me?" Her tear-filled bright blue eyes stared up at him.
Kristoff smoothed her hair. She didn’t even know how serious the situation was. He wondered how many of Lukas’ agents watched him at all times, waiting for him to slip up and reveal the truth.
Being the head of PR for an entire race could be challenging at times, but Kristoff was seemingly made for it. He was the face of the Vampire Nation. With ivory skin, sandy brown hair, and ethereal green eyes, the majority of the human population saw his beauty and accepted him. 
"I forgive you," Kristoff said. He took her face into his hands and gazed into her eyes. The ethereal green and hazel of his eyes flickered into a deep red as he worked his glamour on her. “Now, you’ll forget everything involving me and my estate. You’ll forget what you saw in my office yesterday, won’t you?"
Katya nodded, wiping her tears as she slung her bag over her shoulder and left his room in a stupor that would last for a few hours. When she came to, she'd remember nothing of the two years she'd been Kristoff's assistant and lover.
He stood at his floor-to-ceiling window and watched for her to leave in her red convertible. When she sped away, Kristoff flopped onto his bed. He picked up his phone and deleted the email he’d received, the one that would have sent Lukas flying down to Charleston within hours of hearing of it.
A new email from Josef caught Kristoff’s attention.
There was an attachment.
He hoped it was good news. Kristoff needed something to lure him out of his foul mood.
His eyes widened as he stared at the picture on the screen.
Big blue eyes under dark lashes looked back at him. A bright smile almost warmed the coldness of his heart. Jet black hair framed the face of the goddess he gawked at. Pale skin sprinkled with delicate freckles and full lips the color of carnations stirred something in his belly, a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time. 
Willa Avery.
Kristoff swallowed, renewed feelings resurfacing as he gazed at her beauty. His hopes were confirmed. The email was real. Willa Avery had returned from wherever it was that she had run off to.
The one woman he had loved.
The woman he had lost.
Author Bio

K.N. Lee is an award-winning author who resides in Charlotte, North Carolina. When she is not writing twisted tales, fantasy novels, and dark poetry, she does a great deal of traveling and promotes other authors. Wannabe rock-star, foreign language enthusiast, and anime geek, K.N. Lee also enjoys helping others reach their writing and publishing goals. She is a winner of the Elevate Lifestyle Top 30 Under 30 "Future Leaders of Charlotte" award for her success as a writer, business owner, and for community service.

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Thursday 25 February 2016

Cover Reveal - Claimed by Her Web Master by Normandie Alleman @NormandieA #BDSM #eroticrom

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She's my addiction, my love--my life.

She's changed me, and I never want to go back.

I tried to protect her.

Hell, I tried to protect myself,

but I fucked it all up.

I may be a sick bastard, but I would lay down my life for her.

And I’ll do whatever it takes to make every inch of her mine again.

I always tell her for every ounce of pleasure a price must be paid.

She’s already paid more than she ever owed.

Now it’s my turn to pay.

Claimed by Her Web Master is the final book in the Web Master Trilogy and should be read following Her Web Master and Tested by Her Web Master.




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A former psychologist, Normandie has always been fascinated by human behavior. She loves writing quirky characters that are all too human. Fiber arts, baking, and Pinterest are a few of her favorite pastimes. She lives on a farm with a passel of children, hunky husband, and a pet pig who’s crazy for Red Bull. If you’d like up to the minute new release info on Normandie’s books text RACYREADS to 24587.