Monday, March 31, 2014

Book Spotlight~ New Sion by Diana Green



New Sion

Romantic Sci-fi novel, available at Amazon in paperback or e-book



Pretending to be a man isn’t easy. Finn Colville has pulled it off for years, but things get complicated when she falls for her new bounty hunting partner, Eamon Sullivan. On the planet New Sion, it’s against the law for a woman to wear pants and carry a gun, much less shoot people for a living. What will happen if Eamon discovers her secret?


On a backwater planet, at the edge of a galactic war, one man, one woman, and one desperate alien cross paths. Together they embark on the road trip of a lifetime, bound for revelation and redemption.





Excerpt



They rode north for a couple of hours then stopped around noon. It was a warm day, so they made camp beside a small river where they could swim and do some washing. Eamon took the first dip, while Finn rested in a patch of shade.

It was perfectly clear weather, like a final breath of summer. She lay staring up through the swaying sweetbark fronds. They made a lovely pattern against the cloudless blue sky. In the brush beside the river, birds rustled and sang, adding their music to that of the flowing water. The tang of Satan’s vine drifted through the air along with the spicy scent of redthorn thickets warmed in the sun.

Finn felt happy, despite her hurting side. She wouldn’t have minded going on like this for a long time, riding a little further each day, seeing the countryside, enjoying her friendship with Eamon.

She heard him whoop as he plunged into the water, and she couldn’t resist looking toward the river. The bushes along the bank formed a partial screen, but she could still see him swimming and splashing about.

The water must have been cold, because he didn’t stay in long. Soon he was standing in the shallows, scrubbing himself with a bar of soap before jumping back in the river to rinse off. With a curious thrill, she observed all of his actions. In her entire life, she’d never seen a man with no clothes on.

Eamon was nicely formed, with long lean lines to his body. He looked fit and strong, but not bulky. She watched him putting on his trousers and washing the rest of his clothes. He spread them over the bushes to dry. She liked the way he moved, his muscles bunching and stretching under his skin.       

“Oh brother,” she muttered, realizing her mistake. He looked too good, and this wasn’t going to help the situation.

She changed position, turning her back to the river, trying to close her eyes for a nap. Of course, she wasn’t remotely sleepy now. The afternoon’s heat smothered her, and she sat up, taking off her boots and rolling up the sleeves of her shirt.

“You ready?” Eamon called, walking up from the river. He was shirtless and barefoot, his hair still damp from the swim. “The water’s chilly, but it feels good to wash. I’m glad you suggested it.”





Author Bio


Since her childhood, growing up in New Zealand, Diana has been an avid storyteller. For years she enjoyed teaching art and special education, while continuing to write as a hobby. After she developed chronic fatigue syndrome, a career change was necessary, but happily this led her to become a professional author.


Diana’s favorite genres are fantasy, science fiction, historical, and romance. She currently lives in beautiful Washington State, where she writes for The Wild Rose Press.


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Sunday, March 30, 2014

Sunday Series Spotlight~ Ashlyn Chase's Strange Neighbors

Book One: Strange Neighbors
Paranormal, Romantic Comedy
Available at Amazon

SALE: Strange Neighbors will be $1.99 starting tomorrow March 21st until 4/4. 

Strange Neighbors has been called the paranormal version of "Friends." Remember that TV show? Now picture Rachel, Phoebe, Monica, Chandler, Ross and Joey as witches, shapeshifters, and vampires. Don't worry, I didn't copy the show. That wouldn't be much fun for either of us. Besides, the book is always better than the movie or TV show, right? Here, I'll give you a little teaser: 

When all-star pitcher and shapeshifter Jason Falco buys a small apartment building, he sees it not only as an investment, but as a place to escape the demands of major league baseball. 

That is, until he meets his tenants! A vigilante vampire: a wereraven with a morbid sense of humor; a werewolf thief who poses as a security expert; and two witches who work as phone sex actresses and own an owl familiar. Not to mention a beautiful, all too human nurse who gets Jason's blood pumping overtime.

With all the hooting, howling and hollering going on, how can an All-American guy get some peace and sweep a girl off her feet?

Book Two: The Werewolf Upstairs
Paranormal Romantic Comedy
Available at Amazon

SALE: Book 2, The Werewolf Upstairs will be $3.99 until 4/4

Petty crime never looked so good...

Alpha werewolf Konrad Wolfensen sees it as his duty to protect the citizens of Boston, even if it means breaking into their businesses just to prove their security systems don't work. But when his unsolicited services land him in trouble with the law, he'll have to turn to his sexy new neighbor for help.

She should know better...

Attorney Roz Wells is bored. She used to have such a knack for attracting the weird and unexpected, but ever since she took a job as a Boston public defender, the quirky quotient in her life has taken a serious hit. Until her sexy werewolf neighbor starts coming around...


 Book Three: The Vampire Upstairs
Paranormal Romantic Comedy
Available at Amazon

Room for Rent: Normal need not apply

This old Boston brownstone is not known for quiet living...first the shapeshifter meets his nurse, then the werewolf falls for his sassy lawyer, but now the vampire is looking for love with a witch who'se afraid of the dark...and you thought your neighbors had issues!

Undead Sly is content playing vigilante vampire, keeping the neighborhood safe from human criminals, until Morgaine moves in upstairs. Suddenly he finds himself weak with desire, which isn't a good place for a vampire to be. And Morgaine isn't exactly without her own issues — will the two of them be able to get past their deepest fears before their chance at "normal" slips away...


About the Author:
Ashlyn Chase has been a registered nurse for 20 years. During those years, she wrote articles for professional journals and a thesis, but eventually, thank goodness, discovered the joy and freedom of writing fiction.


Ashlyn considers herself lucky.  Her degree in behavioral sciences is a combination of psychology and sociology, so she has worked with and studied people most of her life.  She never has to write out exhaustive character sketches to understand her characters or predict how they will behave.  That doesn't mean they don't surprise her.  Sometimes they take her on grand unexpected journeys.  For her, it gives "character driven novels" a whole new meaning.


Ashlyn has learned to go with the flow.   To enjoy the journey is not only one of her writing goals, but also a challenge in life so she tries to follow where the story takes her.  As such, she has lived in 17 different places over the years. At last, she's all settled down and comfy in New England. 

Is there a grand design or do we decide our own fates?  Perhaps if the powers-that-be have a plot, then they also give us the right to revise it.  Ashlyn has certainly made detours on her path, but she thinks she's better for it.  She's having fun at any rate and hopes that if she enjoys the journey, so will those around her—including her readers.


Ashlyn supports these charities with contributions from her royalties as often as possible.
http://www.heifer.org/ with ebook royalties
http://www.arborday.org/ with print royalties.

Saturday, March 29, 2014

Book Blast~One Night With Molly by Renee Trofe

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Book Title: One Night with Molly Author: Renee Trofé Genre: New Adult Release Date: March 29, 2014 Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions

Synopsis

Meet Shayla Jones, your typical mid-western girl who just moved to Palm Beach and is taken in by socialite McKenzie Carmichael for a night on the town that will forever change her life. Shay knows her new friend McKenzie is bad news, but she has to play nice if she wants to learn her way around Palm Beach and meet all the right people. Besides, she set out to move to a new town and let go of the good girl image she has been hanging onto for so long, and that is exactly what she intends to do. When McKenzie ultimately strands Shay at an after-hours party, she knows she needs to cut ties with her new friend, but if she does, will she ever see Jared again? Follow the adventure as Shay is faced with decisions that will question her morals as she is slipped into a night of drugs and passion; from blowing up in the club to coming down on the beach, One night with Molly will leave you breathless and begging for more!

***Contains adult content including drug use and explicit sex. Recommended for adults 18+***

 Meet the Author
Renee Trofé spent most of her life as a 'Jane of all trades' before finally settling on her first true love ... writing. From phone sex operator to bartender, Renee has seen and heard it ALL. As an up and coming new adult author, her style is a bit more edgy, touching on a variety of real life topics ranging from drug use to irresponsible sex. Her guilty pleasure is devouring new adult and erotica books, and her favorite pastime is spending her days on the beach with her kindle, downloading the latest sizzling best-seller, and daydreaming about the hot sex scenes which she will play out in the bedroom later. She shares a home at the beach with her fiance which ultimately belongs to their weiner dog, Lola. Yep, it's Lola's world -- they are just living in it. Reneé adores her life and wouldn't have it any other way.

excerpt

 I opened my eyes again, and we locked in a hypnotic gaze. I didn’t look away like I normally would when a hot guy caught me staring. I held the gaze and just keep dancing. I felt seductive for the first time in my life. The hottest guy I had ever seen was watching me with a hunger in his eyes. And I was dancing for him.
The song changed, breaking my concentration from Jared and back to the DJ. A feeling of euphoria filled my entire body as I looked out at the scene before me, taking it all in. I love it here. I want to dance all night. Suddenly I felt a hand on my hip. It startled me, but I didn’t mind. A body moved up against me and started to move in harmony with mine. I shot a look over my shoulder and caught a glimpse of Jared. My face now only inches from his. I turned my body around so we were face to face. Still moving with the beat of the music, our bodies melded. Now I was hot. Why is it so hot in here? Up close I could see he had a small silver piercing just below his bottom lip and it protruded forward as he bit his lower lip and stared deep into my eyes.
I mirrored his gesture and bit my lower lip, looked up at him with my large doe eyes as he started to grind closer to me. With his hand on the small of my back he pulled me into him, pressing his body hard into mine. The smell of his cologne was intoxicating. I had an overwhelming urge to kiss him, our lips now only an inch apart, at best. I wondered if he felt the same. Is he going to kiss me? God, how I want him to kiss me! His took his finger and gently ran it from the base of my neck down my décolleté and stopped right above my cleavage. My skin moistened from sweat, my panties moistened in arousal. Why was he teasing me? I wanted him so badly I considered pulling him off to the bathroom. Have some class, Shay. My conscience reared its ugly head for the first time all night. Glad to know I still had it, but unwilling to listen, I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, exposing my vulnerable neck. I saw flashes of light pulsating through my closed eyelids, and I felt Jared’s hand move from the small of my back down to my ass as he gripped it in his palm. Finally, soft lips met my neck. He gently kissed his way up until our mouths were in perfect alignment. He paused, and I could feel his breath on my face. We were so close. Why won’t he kiss me? Unable to take it any longer, I latched my fingers around his neck and pulled his mouth into mine.
His lips soft on mine, kissed me slowly at first, and then the whole world around us seemed to fade away, and I was lost in his embrace. I teased him a bit, circling his piercing with the tip of my tongue, and then put it in my mouth and tugged gently with my teeth. I had never been so forward with a guy before, but I couldn’t stop myself. My attraction for him was animalistic and the way he looked at me, with a craving in his eyes, told me he felt the same. His hands made their way up my back, my hair tangled in his fingers as he pulled me deeper into him—just forcefully enough to be sexy, yet still rough enough to drive me crazy. His touch did something to my body I had never experienced before, but I liked it, and I wanted more.
I moaned through muffled lips as he started to kiss me hard and deep. It was like our mouths were made for each other. We were full-on making out in the middle of the VIP section, and I just didn’t give a shit who was watching. My eyes still closed, we sucked and licked on each other’s lips in time to the music. I could feel his erection pushed up against my pelvic bone as he grinded himself into me. I was ready to give myself to him when my conscience came back. Don’t give it all at once, Shay. That bitch had the worst timing. But I knew better than to give it all at once. At least I hadn’t lost all of my senses—just my hormones.
I pulled away slowly, lingering on his bottom lip for a moment before letting it go as I looked deep into his eyes. They had a yearning in them now, a look of lust. I knew I had turned him on, I could feel the confirmation still pushed up against me. He leaned in for one last kiss as the song changed, and suddenly it was like he had been awakened from a trance. For me it was more like waking up from a wet dream—still hot and bothered, yet bummed it was over. He flashed me his sexiest grin that let me know he enjoyed our encounter, then turned and walked over to Pope and grabbed a beer from the ice. Our dance was over.
I wondered if he danced with all the girls like that.
I wondered if we’d ever dance again.
I knew one thing for certain … I didn’t want the night to end.
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Friday, March 28, 2014

Discover H.K. Sterling's Eyes Only

Eyes Only by H.K. Sterling
Breathless Press
Romantic Suspense
Available at ARe / Publisher

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In the shadowy world of covert operations it's hard to tell the good guys from the bad. Is there even room for romance? Sometimes romance fits in only too well. Read along with the twists and turns of "Eyes Only" where trust is a rare commodity and you'll never know which side to root for until the very end

Teaser:



"I dunno, maybe I had a wild hair that night or maybe I was going a little bit stir crazy. In any case, I think Charlie sensed it and that’s why he made the suggestion. So this one time, I decided I'd go to the restricted bar. What harm could it do? I'd have a few drinks with Charlie, hear some old Marine stories, and call it a night.
I couldn't have been more wrong.
Isla Aldon was her name. My eyes found her as soon as we stepped in the bar. A crowded bar too. And she was a short thing."
  

About the Author



H.K. Sterling is an author with Breathless Press known for stories with imagination, intelligence, a kick, and twist endings. H.K. likes to focus her writing on romantic suspense, science-fiction, shorts, and anything that is spicy and unexpected. Sometimes her books may even go dark. H.K. lives in Virginia with her husband who graciously puts up with her passion for writing. H.K. currently has a Mystery/Thriller out: A Taste For Killing; and two short stories in the Breathless Press Anthology, My Bloody Valentine. Her new book, A Taste For Danger has just been accepted for publication and Breathless Press also just published H.K.'s short-short titled Eyes Only. H.K.'s books are suitable for 18+. 

Catch up with H.K. Sterling on the following media:
Twitter: @HKSterling
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Cover Reveal for Sweet Spot by Lucy Felthouse




Cover Reveal: Sweet Spot by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985)
A Raw Talent book.

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Virginia Miller is an up-and-coming tennis star. She’s gone from a ratty tennis court in a park in south London, England, to the world’s top training facility – Los Carlos Tennis Academy in California. In awe of the talent around her—Travis Connolly, Rufus Lampani and Nadia Gorlando, Virginia is all the more determined to make the most of the opportunity and show that she’s worthy of her place there. Her mentor, Nadia Gorlando, has every faith in her. But Virginia finds herself distracted—Nadia, as well as being a top notch tennis player, is seriously sexy, and Virginia’s mind keeps wandering where it shouldn’t. Will her crush get in the way of her career, or can she find a way to push the other woman out of her mind before it’s too late?

 
 
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Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100 publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women's Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, and is book editor for Cliterati. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9



Book Spotlight/Giveaway~ Banished Love

Banished Love by Ramona Flightner
Available at Amazon


Free-Spirited…

Clarissa Sullivan dreams for more from life than sipping tepid tea in stifling parlors in Victorian Boston. She defies her family’s wishes, continuing to teach poor immigrant children in Boston’s West End, finding a much-needed purpose to her life.

Radical…

As a suffragette, Clarissa is considered a firebrand radical no man would desire. For why should women want the vote when men have sheltered women from the distasteful aspects of politics and law?

Determined…

When love blossoms between Clarissa and Gabriel McLeod, a struggling cabinetmaker, her family objects. Clarissa’s love and determination will be tested as she faces class prejudices, manipulative family members and social convention in order to live the life she desires with the man she loves.

Will she succeed? Or will she yield to expectations?

BANISHED LOVE follows Clarissa Sullivan on her journey of self-discovery as she learns what she cannot live without.

Teaser Excerpt



“If you don’t mind me saying so, Mr. McLeod, you seem quite domesticated,” Savannah said in a haughty tone.

Gabriel laughed. “Like a favorite pet, Miss Russell?” He glanced toward her with humor. “I always think domestication ruins the better part of the beast.”

“But you wouldn’t want a wild dog in your house,” Savannah protested. “And horses must be tamed.”

Gabriel nodded. “I would hate to think you compared me to a horse or a dog, miss. I hope I have better manners than that?” he asked, raising his eyebrows mockingly toward Savannah. “Though, I agree, horses are most useful for our purpose when tamed, but I wonder if they truly enjoy working for us?” He looked toward me, although he did not push me into the conversation.

He let out a long theatrical sigh. “Domesticated cats, dogs. Domesticated women. Wonderful creatures. Wouldn’t you agree, Miss Sullivan?” He looked toward me wickedly. I had bolted so hard in the rocker at his words I had nearly flown onto the floor. I watched him with wide eyes, wondering why he pushed Savannah so.

Savannah replied, “Now you are offensive, sir.” She vibrated with anger.

“Isn’t that what all young women long to be?” Gabriel asked Savannah, setting down the filled mugs with a clunk. “Domesticated. Demure. Tamed to the needs and ways of their husbands?”

“You know perfectly well you are describing the ideal wife,” Savannah spat out.

“Am I?” he asked, sounding unconvinced. “What do you think, Miss Sullivan?” he turned to me. “Is that what you long to be, a domesticated woman?”

“No!” I blurted out before I could stop myself.

“Rissa!” Savannah scolded me, eyes flashing. She had begun to breathe heavily, and I feared she would faint with her tightly laced corset.

I blushed but met Gabriel’s eyes. “No,” I said. “I have no desire to match that description. Slightly less clumsy, perhaps,” I muttered.

“Yes, I agree,” Gabriel said, causing me to worry he agreed with my assessment about my clumsiness. “Domestication is akin to docility which is an unattractive trait in a woman.” He smiled knowingly at me, and I felt a flash of pleasure.

“Do you speak in earnestness, sir, or are you in jest?” Savannah demanded. When Gabriel merely turned to look at her, she continued. “Men want docile, demure women,” she expounded, as though teaching a rudimentary fact to Gabriel.

“Well, pardon me, ma’am, for not learning my lessons well,” he replied, nodding his head deferentially.

I watched Savannah’s face become flushed red with anger and was worried she would erupt. She generally kept her temper under control, but, when it blew, it was a frightening thing to behold.

“I’d actually like to meet a young woman who can think for herself and doesn’t want only what her father or husband wants.” His quiet statement made my pulse quicken.

Savannah scoffed, “That path leads only to misery.”

“Or tremendous contentment,” Gabriel countered.

Savannah stood, knocking into the table with such force she caused tea to spill out of the mugs. “I will not sit here any longer and listen to your insolent beliefs,” she declared. “Rissa?” She turned toward me expectantly, then headed toward the door.

I looked at Gabriel with remorse, wanting to have spent longer time in his company. “I enjoyed our conversation. Maybe we could continue it one day at the school?” I watched him, hopeful he would agree.

He smiled, releasing a sigh of relief. “I would enjoy that very much, Miss Clarissa.”

I had forgotten how his voice could feel like a caress. I closed my eyes for a moment, having missed hearing his gentle baritone. No matter how much I had enjoyed his letters, I had missed him.
 
About the Author


Ramona Flightner is a native of Missoula, Montana. After graduating from Tufts University with a B.A. in Spanish, she earned a Masters degree in Spanish Literature from the University of Montana. Her Master’s thesis, Chilean Testimonial Literature: the collective suffering of a people, highlighted her continued interest in the stories of those who were at risk of being forgotten or silenced.
           
She studied nursing at the University of Pennsylvania and graduated with a Master’s in Nursing as a Family Nurse Practitioner. She has worked for ten years as a family nurse practitioner providing care to the poor and under insured at two community health centers, first in Wilmington, Delaware and now in Boston, Massachusetts.
           
An avid reader, she began writing three years ago. She enjoys the demands of research and relishes the small discoveries that give historical detail to her books.
           
Ramona is an avid flyfisher and hiker who enjoys nothing better than spending a day on a remote Montana river, far from a city. She enjoys research, travel, storytelling, learning about new cultures and discovering new ways of looking at the world. Though she resides in Boston, Massachusetts, Ramona remains a Montanan at heart.
          
 Her dreams are to see the plains of East Africa, marvel at the wonder of Petra in Jordan, soak in the seas of the South Pacific, and to continue to spend as much time as possible with her family.
           
Banished Love is her first novel and is the first in the forthcoming Banished Saga.

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Book Spotlight~ Beautiful Mistake by Nancy Corrigan



Beautiful Mistake by Nancy Corrigan

Series: Royal Pride, 2
Genre: erotic paranormal romance
Publisher: Ellora’s Cave


Lena will do anything to protect the shifter child her family takes in, even turn herself into bait. Although she knows better than to fall for a shifter, Devin, the man who captures her, is unlike any she’s ever tangled with. Their desire is unquenchable and the draw to him is undeniable, but their relationship is riddled with mistakes and loving him has the potential to destroy her.
After shouldering his twin’s torture, Devin hovers on the verge of insanity. His life revolves around his family and recovering kidnapped shifter children. He never thought he’d have a mate or kids of his own until a rescue mission turns deadly. The beautiful female caught in the crosshairs stirs his mating instincts and tames his wild nature. Only her confusion over their intense attraction stops him from finishing their bond, but Devin’s persistent. He’ll convince his stubborn female that he’s the man she’s been waiting for—one passionate encounter at a time.
A Romantica® Paranormal erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

Excerpt:
Each brush of her body against his cock revved up his raging desire, but he wasn’t ready to join their bodies. Hearing her responses to his touch pleased him, fed that craving to see to her pleasure. He knew what would make more of those breathy moans spill from her mouth. Lucky for his woman, it was one of his favorite things to do with a female.
He kissed his way to her belly button, swirling his tongue in the little indention before moving lower. Close-cropped curls covered her sex. He loved the sensation they created against his cheek. Shifter females were bare here and many of the humans he’d been with had a healthy dusting of hair. He’d never cared what hid a female’s sex, but Lena’s neatly trimmed mound offered the best of both.
With his nose buried in the soft curls, he inhaled her lush scent. She was fertile and the fragrance ramped up his need to fill her with life. He couldn’t. Yet. But he would. And the image of her belly swollen with his babes sped his pulse. She’d be beautiful.
He kissed the edge of her mound, where hair met silky skin. She shivered.
“Devin,” she breathed.
“That’s right, baby. I’m the only male who has the right to be here.”
He shifted his attention to her core before she could respond. He lapped up the juices leaking from her sex. The tiny drops of ambrosia clung to the ends of her curls like offerings for him alone. Her flavor met his tongue and he groaned, the need to drink of her strong. Sweet and earthy, she tasted of life. He showed her his reverence with each languid swipe of his tongue over the swollen lips.
She writhed under him. When she lifted her bottom, pressing her moist center into his face, he grinned. “More?”
“Yes, more. More, more, more.”
He eased away. “Say ‘please’.”
She pushed up on her elbows, the wild mess of her brown hair framing her flushed face. “Fuck me with your tongue. Please, Devin. Lick me clean.”
She’d said ‘please’ but his female hadn’t asked him. She ordered him. And he liked it.
With his thumbs, he parted her lips. He blew warm air on her stimulated flesh, her answering groan satisfying him. “Well, since you asked so sweetly, how could I deny you?”



About Me
Nancy Corrigan believes in unending love and epic tales with a paranormal flare. She enjoys transcending the boundaries of reality to take her readers on an erotic, emotional and romantic journey. She currently writes two series for Ellora’s Cave­—Royal Pride, a feline shifter series, and Wild Hunt, a series based off the Wild Hunt myth.
She resides in Pennsylvania with her husband and three children. When she’s not weaving sizzling fantasies, she works as a chemist in a pharmaceutical lab.

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