Thursday, October 12, 2017

Happy #NewRelease to the Craving Security Authors from @cravepub

Craving Security
Trained To Defend & Built To Kill



Protection duty like you’ve never experienced before…
Their instinct is to protect. It’s in their nature, their blood, the need to keep others safe. There’s no margin for error, or mistakes, and failure is not an option.
This is a collection of stories about men and women trained to defend, and built to kill.
Whether it’s the mysteriously tempting bodyguard fueled by his own deadly secrets, or the ex-special ops officer programmed to detect danger, they will keep you on the edge without ever letting you fall.
Are you constantly fearing the shadow lurking around the corner?
Are you...Craving Security?
Get ready for the ultimate protection detail.

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Wednesday, October 11, 2017

#NewRelease #Blitz Emerald's Ring by @Jaylee_Austin @RoanePublishing






Emerald's Ring
Sedona Series #2
Fantasy / Romance
By Jaylee Austin
Release Date: October 9, 2017

Keywords: Fantasy, Romance, Time Travel, Sidhe, Series, Novel
Harmonia Shae, a time traveler, faces a revengeful fallen sidhe queen set on enslaving humankind. A Sihir magician traps Harmonia’s freewill inside a talisman forcing her to submit to three summonses.

On the brink of death, she finds an unwanted champion in Tristan Avery. Upon awakening, she is in his house. Frightened, she scrambles to escape his overbearing need to protect her. Time is short, she must find the ambassador of the gates and return to her cousin’s house to formulate a plan of action to undo the cataclysmic effects she is compelled to inflict on an unsuspecting city once she completes the queen’s commands.

The wild cowboy sidhe, Tristan Avery finds the dark haired beauty unconscious and poisoned with copper. Determined, to find out why she is here, he follows her every move. When a calamitous earthquake hits Sedona, he is sure she is connected to the mystifying vibrational energy storming through the ley lines of magick. As minder of the Kingdom of Sidhe, he becomes entangled in a battle to safeguard Sedona and defend the women he’s vowed to protect.

Harmonia and Tristan can’t stop the tempestuous hot relationship developing between them as they each hide their own secrets. Will these two overcome the obstacles and find love?

Monday, October 2, 2017

Spotlight: @LeaBronsen w/ Torn Avenger - A Dark Viking Romance and The Audition #newrelease



Hi, and thank you for hosting me on your blog!
Torn Avenger_bannerWhen asked what inspires me to write books, I usually say it’s something I’ve seen or heard, or I’ve been challenged to dig deeply into my imagination and come up with a crazy idea. This time, it was a premade cover. The moment I saw this dark, sensual, slightly homo erotic image of a half-naked man in a fur coat on an exquisitely colored background, I knew it had to be mine. I decided in which historical period to set the story – the obscure, mythical age of the Vikings – and the ensuing process plunged me into an exciting and not so foreign world where everyday heroes lived the same dramas and battled for the same values and desires as we do in modern society. I hope you enjoy the read!  
  As the second son of a Viking earl, Alv Gunnulfsen wasn't meant to inherit a throne or avenge a murder. But when his brother is slain during a raid and their father dies of grief, Alv is expected to take command and claim the killer's death. In a world of ruthless retaliation and strict social codes, he must also maneuver cleverly to protect a troublesome secret: his attraction for men. Roeland van Dijk, a wealthy Dutch merchant settled in Norway, has done the unthinkable to protect his family — hacked off the head of a Viking rapist. The wrath of the blond savages will cost him his freedom, and possibly his own head… Unless he's willing to accept the love of another man.   

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After a moment, Alv looked up again and almost gasped from the erotic vision in front of him. While shaving Roeland, he’d only seen his wet, hairy chest and stomach, but the handsome man moved to a kneeling position in the basin and washed his lower body. His stunning maleness made Alv hot and bothered. They had discussed, argued, shared personal details, and apologized to each other, but now, the seriousness of their conversation faded. The sight of Roeland’s cock bathing in white foam between his legs had Alv’s own cock jolt and press painfully against his pants. Oh, Roeland attracted him on several levels—mental, emotional, and physical—and Alv longed to discover and develop more of everything with him. Hedin was an exciting lover, but nothing like what Roeland had the potential to be. Speaking of Hedin, it’d been a surprise to see him again this morning, right after Elke left. He’d arrived in a terrible mood and refused to excuse his disappearance act. It was outrageous of a slave to come and go like that, but Alv had too much on his mind to think of punishing him. For one, he worried about Roeland’s future. He’d inherited part of Father’s wealth, but not his title. After returning to Eðni, he’d claimed to be the only one who could decide of what to do with his brother’s murderer, but it wasn’t true. He had no standing, no support from his fellow citizens. They could choose to kill Roeland if they wanted to—all it took was a word from Mother. It made her idea to have Alv marry Elke and adopt the community’s natural heir that much more important to push through. “There’s something we need to talk about,” he said, hoping Roeland wouldn’t oppose to the plan. “What?” “Normally, I would ask you, but since you’re not in a position to make decisions, I’m just going to tell you.” “About what?” Roeland frowned. “I’m marrying your sister.” Roeland stood so fast in the basin, water splashed to all sides. He stepped out and leaned into Alv’s face. “Don’t you dare to touch her!” “But I’m not…” “Hasn’t she suffered enough?” Roeland bellowed, his dark eyes slit with anger. By Thor, he was insanely sexy, standing naked and wet, so near Alv could feel his damp bodily heat, water drippling from his hair and rolling alongside his tanned, chiseled cheeks. Alv couldn’t help hardening more, and needed to focus on the words that came out of Roeland’s luscious mouth to be able to answer. “She has already accepted.”



Lea BronsenAbout the author Lea Bronsen likes her reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strives to give her own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with her debut novel Wild Hearted, she divides her writing time between psychological thriller, romantic suspense, and dark erotic romance.  


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Coming Oct. 20

A dark erotic crime ménage by Lea Bronsen
If you like your men dangerous and dirty…
 
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 Ruthless drug lord Ricardo “El Loco” Ferrer launders his black money by investing in movie productions. As a teen, he learned to enjoy blow jobs in jail. Now a man of power, his favorite pastime is checking out new acting talent…and convincing them to “please” the team of producers. Young wannabe actor Jaden Moore comes to a shady side of town to audition for a movie part. He longs to shine, wants to walk the red carpet with cameras flashing and a crowd cheering. He assures the film director and the investors he’ll do anything to reach the top, but is he willing to comply with their dirty fantasies?  
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Saturday, September 23, 2017

It's All About the Author #interview with @DarylDevore #romance #newrelease @eXtasybooks



 It's All About the Author with Daryl Devoré


So, let's get this party started, can you tell us 5 interesting facts about yourself that readers might not know about you …
- I have a 2nd degree black belt in Tae Kwon Do
- I am a Raqs Sharki dancer (belly dancer)
- I am an only child
- I have a complete collection of Agatha Christie novels
- I write under 2 pen names

  Holy Buckets, some of that kind of explains what we want to know next lol but anyway, what do you like to do in your spare time?
Spare time??? Hmmm – I work in my garden, and veggie garden, I read, I go to yoga, I belly dance and when I am totally worn out- I watch TV.

I would definitely be worn out too. The gardening is probably 
my speed :) Is there one book that you love to read over and 
over again?    If so, what is it and what is it that keeps you 
coming back to it?
No there isn't one book. I have the complete works of several authors and when I am tired of edits and critiques, I go read one of those books. I love getting lost in the stories. It depends on my mood whether I get an Ellis Peters and go back to the 1100s or an Agatha Christie and settle into a late 19th century manor house or a Rex Stout and pop over to NY in the 40s.

I like the way you don't have just one. Keeps the mind alive ! 
So tell us, how did you get started writing and have you 
always wanted to be an author?
I started writing in gr. 10. In creative writing class, we were supposed to write a first chapter. Well chapter 1 turned into chapter 2 and along came chapter 3 and pretty soon I had a book.

 That's great, i wish more kids were that determined in high school. 
If you for some reason couldn’t be an author, 
what would your other choice be?
I'd love to be a baker. Create those fabulous cakes and desserts.

Baking would be a blast ! Were you one of those kids 
that liked school?  Were you a good student?

Loved school. And yes, I was a good student because once I had my work done, I picked up a book and started to read. Although I did get in trouble for reading Hamlet in gr 7. Was told it was inappropriate. My mother told the teacher off – it was great.

Yeah, seems like that would be a parent decision, not a teacher one. 
When you write, is there a specific way you have to write, 
ie:  certain room, noise or quiet, computer or paper etc…
I write mostly on my laptop as I am too lazy to write by hand and then retype it. Usually I have to have quiet with no one around. If someone is nearby, I am always on alert to see if they are going to suddenly start talking to me.
Although, I wrote a couple of chapters at a gate in an airport as we were called to seating. I kept writing even after the plane took off. I just got on a roll and went with it.

Sometimes you just need to write when the story is talking to you. 
If you could write a collaboration with another author,
 do you have one in mind and what would you write?
Oh jeez, no idea.  But I guess I could narrow it down, I'd love to write a murder mystery, so I'll go for Agatha Christie.

Kudos for being able to get through a murder mystery, i'm not sure i could lol. How do you come up with your story ideas?  
 
No idea. A song triggered What Happens in Bangkok which turned into a trilogy.
I once came up with the idea of a fabulous last line in a book – so I had to write the whole story to get to that point.

That's as good a way as any. Do the titles stump you or do 
they come easy?  When do you pick a title, before the story is 
written or when it’s done?
I am the definition of stumped when it comes to titles. I came up with a cute one for an earlier book and no one seems to get the pun. For What Happens in Bangkok, it was called the book with no name for over a year. For my latest, I actually came up with 4 titles and a friend emailed me and suggested something else and my 4 titles went flying out the window and Between Despair and Ecstasy was named.
And weirdly enough enough – I currently have a title for a book that I haven't even started yet.
So I'd say I am pretty much all over the place.

   All over the place isn't a bad thing, that just means your 
imagination is keeping you busy :) Do you keep a notebook 
near you for when new ideas pop into your head?
I have a journal that goes pretty much everywhere with me. I belong to a local writers group and was at a meeting and scribbling away like crazy because something triggered an idea for a scene and they weren't the slightest bit insulted that I was ignoring them.

     I think that's proof that they are a good writers group! If you write a series, do you re-read your previous books before you begin the new one?

I don't see how you couldn't. You have to keep all the little details straight. If your hero has green eyes, they suddenly can’t change to blue without a really good explanation.

 Very true, the extent of the details would confuse anyone 
I suppose.How does your family feel about your writing?

Meh. They are proud, but it's not something we talk about. An older aunt scolded me because of the language that one of my characters used. He was a gang member – gosh darn wasn't in his vocabulary.

Thanks for sharing “you as an author” with us !  
 We hope you’ll come back and visit again soon!

Would love to come back. It was fabulous being here.



Excerpt

Set – up- Darien and Erika have gone on a date to BBKs – Bo's Bitchin' Kitchen. They've met up with some friends and Sherise and Bo the owners.

Sherise grinned. “Your momma’s just the sweetest. You say hey back and tell her ‘n’ Patrick to get in here. It’s been longer than forever since we laid eyes on them two.”
Darien pointed to a door. “Bo in the back?”
“Yeah, g’won. He been smokin’ all day. I’ll set you up a table.”
Darien turned to Orion. “How many?”
Orion counted. “Me. Tami. Nathan. Elijah and the other singer, Randi. Five.”
Sherise grabbed some paper place mats. “I’ll put you in the big booth in the corner. Keep pryin’ eyes off ya, too. I’m guessin’ y’all want the monster platter?”
“Hell yes. No one comes to BBKs to eat bunny food.” Darien tapped Erika’s back. “Come meet Bo. I’d hire this guy in a sec to be my personal chef.”
He led Erika through a back hallway, past the busy kitchen and outside. Six large smokers filled the air with delicious fragrances. He closed his eyes and inhaled. If anything smelled like home, this was it.
“Darien, ya son of a bitch. What y’all doin’ here?” A former professional linebacker stood before him, with a grin from ear to ear.
“I needed me some BBKs.” Darien half turned and edged Erika closer. “Bo, this is Erika. My fiancée.”
She smiled and inhaled. “I’ve been in flower shops that don’t smell as fantastic as it does right here. My stomach’s just rumbling.”
Bo flashed a big grin, lifted the lid and pulled a strip off a roasting piece of meat. He handed it to her.
“Oh. Hot.” She blew on it then popped it into her mouth. Her eyes closed as she chewed. “Oh. My. God. That is one of the most incredible things I have ever eaten. Are we going to have some of that for dinner?”
Darien nodded. “I ordered a monster platter. Everything you smell will be on it, plus the North Carolina state vegetable.”
A momentary pang of jealousy shot through Darien as she licked her lips. He wanted to lick the barbecue sauce off her lips. Could dribble some down her belly. A little up her thigh.
“Okra?”
He hunched his shoulders. “What okra?”
“State veggie?”
Darien and Bo tossed back their heads and laughed.
“Northerner?” Bo asked.
“West Coast,” Darien smirked.

Tag - How can Erika prove to herself and Darien that she loves and trusts him? Simple. All she has to do is jump out of a plane.

Concerned for his fiancée, Erika Bailey’s safety, rock star Darien Scott races to Bangkok to protect her, only to discover his brother is missing. Fearing the worse, he contacts his nemesis, Gan, and makes a repulsive deal that will free his brother and protect Erika’s club, The Pink Flamingo. Or so he thought. When a python and Gan are involved, things go sour, and Darien sinks into a deep depression.

Erika is disheartened by the betrayal of her parents. Her father's destruction of her club, and the humiliation of her mother’s drunken behavior have her feeling down, but those are the least of her worries. She has a wedding to plan, but won’t. Having been betrayed too often, she’s scared to trust Darien.

How can Erika prove to herself and Darien that she loves and trusts him? Simple. All she has to do is jump out of a plane.




About the Author:

Daryl Devoré lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, a black cat named Licorice and some house ghosts. Daryl loves to take long walks up her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She's touched a moon rock, a mammoth and a meteorite. She's been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life's an adventure and Daryl's having fun living it.

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