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Thursday, December 17, 2015
The Proposal by J. Griffin
Saturday, December 12, 2015
Soul Struck by Jacob Z. Flores
Blurb:
Like the
electricity he commands, Pierce Blackmoor streaks through life on raw
power and pure sexual energy. His conquests on the battlefield and in
the bedroom form his foundation, but that bedrock crumbles when his
younger brothers’ abilities surpass his own. Pierce finds himself
at an all-time low, and clawing his way back to the top becomes his
only concern.
Pierce's plan to
reassert his dominance, however, takes a backseat when he wounds Kale
Aquilo, an emissary of the Beast King, lord of all shifters.
Kale’s
beguiling nature shoots like a lightning bolt straight to Pierce’s
soul, and when the soft-spoken Kale relays that a virus is killing
his people, Pierce abandons his quest for power to do something he
has never done before—protect someone other than himself.
As Kale, Pierce,
and his brothers struggle to find the root of the magical virus
spreading plague across Aeaea, the shifter island, they face a
gauntlet of old and new foes. Soul struck, Pierce and Kale must
uncover the truth behind the conspiracy gathering in the shadows.
SOUL STRUCK by Jacob Z. Flores
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Hi,
everyone! My name is Jacob Z. Flores. I’m so happy to be here today
at Fangirls Love Books. I haven’t visited this part of the Internet
yet, and I consider it an honor to have been invited to stop by
today. Before I begin, I would like to thank my hosts for agreeing to
have me.
I’m
here today to share a mini-author video reading from my upcoming
release, the third book of the Warlock Brothers of Havenbridge
series, Soul
Struck.
The book will be available on
December 14, and I’m so excited I can barely contain myself.
In
case this is the first you’ve heard about this series, these books
star Mason, Thad, and Pierce, three powerful warlock brothers, who
have stumbled into a dark conspiracy that threatens their lives and
the lives of those they love. In the first two books, the brothers
have found love as they traveled further down the magical rabbit hole
of evil that waits to devour them. In Soul
Struck,
Pierce, the eldest, wrestles away the role of narrator from his
younger brothers, and we get to experience the world of magic through
Pierce’s eyes. This book also closes out the first story arc in
this series, and we get to meet the young shifter who flies straight
into Pierce’s soul.
I
hope you enjoy this small glimpse into the magical world I have
created. I know I had a blast writing it.
The Soul Struck Giveaway
Contest
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to this post, and your name is entered to win a free ebook from my
backlist.
At the end of the blog tour, one lucky
winner will win a $50 Amazon gift card!
Jacob
Z. Flores lives a double life. During the day, he is a respected
college English professor and mid-level administrator. At night and
during his summer vacation, he loosens the tie and tosses aside the
trendy sports coat to write man on man fiction, where the hard ass
assessor of freshmen level composition turns his attention to the
firm posteriors and other rigid appendages of the characters in his
fictional world.
Summers
in Provincetown, Massachusetts, provide Jacob with inspiration for
his fiction. The abundance of barely clothed man flesh and daily
debauchery stimulates his personal muse.
When
he isn’t stroking the keyboard, Jacob spends time with his
daughter. They both represent a bright blue blip in an otherwise
predominantly red swath in south Texas.
You
can follow Jacob’s musings on his blog at http://jacobzflores.com,
his website dedicated to the Havenbridge series at
http://www.havenbridge.me
or become a part of his social media network by visiting
http://www.facebook.com/jacob.flores2
or http://twitter.com/#!/JacobZFlores.
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Tuesday, November 17, 2015
MC: Brighton by L. Ann Marie
Digs has been an MC IT geek since he was recruited at 17.
Recruited by the best when he tried to hack into the MC and got the shit kicked out of him, his life has been behind the computer for them. He’s been with the Brotherhood since he was seventeen, he learned what taking care of their own means, he learned what seeing everyone for what they contribute means, he learned what kind of man he wants to be and he excelled at getting there. As a valued part of the MC, the head of High Security IT, he’s trained with his Brothers for everything--everything except Penny.
Digs can’t say no. When the MC asks you to do something the only answer is ‘when do I start.’ He likes his body parts right where they are and he likes breathing—so he takes the new job offer/order without resistance. After one date that turns his bike into a pile of parts, he is moved into Penny’s house to watch over her and keep her safe from her stalking ex.
Keeping Penny safe from her ex is no problem for the new High Security Officer. Keeping her safe from him is another story. Digs dark thoughts of rough sex, rope play and a dirty mouth keep him on edge with his not so innocent Penny.
Penny was brutally abused by her ex, she’s been away from him and safe in the MC backyard for years. Her ex is relentless, but the MC’s new tracking program and her cover in Officer protection keeps him from getting close.
It’s time for her to start a new life. She thought it was a simple date; she had no idea it would turn out to be the date that never ends. Plagued by thoughts of Digs owning her, Penny has her work cut out for her just to reach normal. Learning how to function as a couple, but not owned, is a trying and stressful experience. Can she do it before she pushes him away?
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JAX, Immortals of New Orleans Book 7 by Kym Grosso
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Synopsis:
Agrestis Wolves’ Alpha, Jax Chandler, is on a mission to exact retribution after being captured and tortured by an enigmatic adversary. When the sophisticated publishing mogul rescues a beautiful wolf, he recognizes the woman he’d once believed to be his mate. Captivated, he sets out to discover her secrets and teaches her to embrace submission.
With Alpha blood running through her veins, Katrina Livingston’s shifter magic has been systematically stolen over time. On the run from demonic forces, she turns to the striking New York Alpha, the one she’s both hurt and protected. As she indulges in his erotic world, she struggles to resist the instinct to mate with Jax, a bond she believes will kill him.
From New York to New Orleans, Jax and Katrina embark on a dark and sensual adventure, discovering sorcery that could eradicate his entire pack. With their lives in danger, they search for clues to release her from the ominous prophesy. Will they survive the predator that comes ever closer to destroying their lives? And will Jax acknowledge the bond to a woman he never imagined he could trust to be his mate?
Warning: This book contains several erotic love scenes, including a m/f/m ménage, and is intended for adult readers only.
REVIEW 5 STARS
What an amazing book 7 in this series, Jax Chandler is the Alpha of the Agrestis Wolves. His character is very dominant, he's written so well that you can literally feel his dominance come off the page.
Jax is out for blood after being kidnapped and tortured, while escaping he rescues, Katrina Livingston. Kat is a daughter of an alpha her brother, Tristan is the current alpha of the Lyceum Wolves. There is a history between Kat and Jax, he's been drawn to her since the first night they met, but Kat spreads lies about Jax trying to keep him away from her. Kat has secrets and Jax wants answers.
Kat is on the run from demonic forces that are trying to steal her magic, the only person she can turn to for help is Jax, and he is determined to have her submit to him, give in to her desires.
This book is scorching HOT, like the others, it is filled with great dialogue between amazing characters. Every page reveals more of the mystery of what is happening to Kat, you can't put it down. Every book in this series gets better, if you've not read it you are truly missing out.
Buy Links:
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BOOK 1-6 IMMORTALS OF NEW ORLEANS SERIES
Kade Dark Embrace (Immortals of New Orleans, Book 1)
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Tristan's Lyceum Wolves (Immortals of New Orleans, Book 3)
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Léopold's Wicked Embrace (Immortals of New Orleans, Book 5)
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Dimitri (Immortals of New Orleans, Book 6)
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Lost Embrace (Immortals of New Orleans, Book 6.5)
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About Author:
Kym Grosso is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the award-winning paranormal romance series, The Immortals of New Orleans. She also has a new erotic romantic suspense series, Club Altura Romance. In addition to romance novels, Kym has written and published several articles about autism, and is passionate about autism advocacy. She is also a contributing essay author in Chicken Soup for the Soul: Raising Kids on the Spectrum.
Kym enjoys reading, tennis, zumba, traveling and spending time with her husband and children. New Orleans, with its rich culture, history and unique cuisine, is one of her favorite places to visit. Also, she loves traveling just about anywhere that has a beach or snow-covered mountains. On any given night, when not writing her own books, Kym can be found reading her Kindle, which is filled with hundreds of romances.
Author Links:
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Website: http://www.kymgrosso.com/
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Saturday, November 14, 2015
Badass: Shattered by Leslie Johnson & Elle Dawson
In the movies, when you're on the run, you always survive. Truth prevails and the good guys win. Real life isn't that simple.
After escaping to the safe house, Grace and Duffy discover that safe is in the eye of the beholder. The enemy is out there and wants them dead. With extreme prejudice. No questions asked.
Duffy has a different plan, but to fulfill it, he’s forced to make an impossible decision. Promises are broken. Illusions shattered. Because this is real life. Not a f’ing fairy tale.
Shattered is the fourth novella in the Badass series, a hot billionaire military romance. You should read the series in this order:
Badass: The Prequel
Badass Book 1: Collision Course
Badass Book 2: Destinies Collide
Badass Book 3: Hidden Danger
Badass Book 4: Shattered
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Leslie Johnson
Leslie is a California native but recently moved to Arizona after a stint in Arkansas. She enjoys travel and being with friends.
She is an avid reader of many genres, but prefers romances with travel or thriller themes. She loves writing about strong women and strong men because the world needs both!Elle Dawson
Sharing ones thoughts on paper is an intimate experience, and should not be taken lightly. Some days I fear this process, as my mind can be a scary place to dwell. Other days I realize I’m not alone in this journey, and although the very action of expelling ones deepest thoughts onto paper is intensely personal, it is deeply healing. Funny how that works.
I will continue to write as Elle Dawson, and be a mom, sister, daughter and friend in my real life. I'll enjoy the beauty of Tennessee and read books that take me away or speed up my heart. When I'm not writing them.
Leslie Johnson
Elle Dawson
Thursday, November 12, 2015
Her Web Master by Normandie Alleman
Genre: Erotic Romance/BDSM
An online connection. Masked by anonymity. No cameras. No pictures. Curiosity ignited to intrigue. I thought I knew what I was getting into, but had no idea how far we would go... My intention was to test the waters, dip my toe in the wading pool. Instead I surrendered to the world of seduction and submission as he submerged me--body, mind, and soul--into an ocean of eroticism. Emails, texts, and hidden identities, were one thing. But now, coming face-to-face with the mystery man, the star of my fantasies, both terrifies and completely thrills me. If all goes according to plan, he will intensify the exquisite bond we share by transporting me to that glorious intersection between agony and ecstasy. If not, everything we've built will come crashing down around us, destroying my dreams in the process. Either way, there is no going back. Because I want more. Much more. He always says, "For every ounce of pleasure, a price must be paid." And I am going to pay... Warning: If you’re not a fan of dirty talk or dominant alpha males, “Her Web Master” may not be for you, but if you're looking for a filthy online boyfriend who will make your toes curl, meet Sophie’s mysterious Dom.
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I stared at the ice cubes in my glass, all that was left of my first drink. I was only allowed two, so I relished the sensation as bourbon sank deliciously into my bloodstream, numbing me ever so slightly. I tried to wait patiently for the next cocktail to arrive, but patience had never been my strong suit. An only child, spoiled rotten by my parents who’d all but given up on having children when I came along, I wasn’t accustomed to waiting. But today of all days, I needed that next drink to calm my frayed nerves.
The restaurant at the Omni Hotel wasn’t crowded, about what one expected on a Thursday late afternoon. The elegant décor looked to be the result of a recent remodel, and I wondered who had done it. My mother would want to know the name of the designer. She served as the director of Fort Worth’s Junior Cotillion, as well as on a number of museum boards, and she’d taught me to stay abreast of all things related to the arts, but right now considering the hotel’s new look only helped distract me from an imminent meeting with the most important man in my life.
I was excited yet anxious because this would be my first meeting with my lover.
Our first meeting face-to-face.
He’d left strict instructions for me to sit at the table he reserved for us. He requested I sit with my back to the entrance. This tricky move on his part allowed no way for me to see him as he entered. If his intention was to control and torture me, it was working. A loose strand of hair tickled my cheek, so I tucked it behind my ear. My hair wasn’t choosing this inopportune moment to misbehave. It always misbehaved.
I watched for the waiter, again wanting that drink, but as much as I hated being outside my comfort zone, I loved the naughty, decadent feeling I got from doing something simply because my Master told me to. When I submitted to his demands, I stepped outside my safe little world, the one where my ex-husband ignored me for years, where all my friends had children, where I felt inconsequential. With him I wasn’t invisible. He relied on me.
Sure it was for things of a sexual nature, but to me, that was something, and I felt fulfilled for the first time in ages.
A few months ago, when I’d been supremely pissed at my cheating husband, I went online. I admit it, I’d been looking for trouble, which was mind-numbingly easy to find. I hadn’t intended to find a darker side of myself with needs that could never have been met by my philandering husband. I’d never meant to find someone. I’d merely been looking, searching—for what, I wasn’t sure.
What I did find was a whole new world of dominance and submission, self-inflicted pain as well as pleasure, and sexual satisfaction with a stranger. A man who reached out and touched me in corners of my soul I hadn’t known existed. We spoke every day, I performed sex acts upon myself at his command, and sent him reports on the intimate and sometimes humiliating tasks he gave me.
I was his submissive, and he was my Master, and every aspect of our relationship took place over the internet. I addressed him as “Sir”, but in our chats he went by the moniker, “MC.” We communicated only via Skype, email, chats and the occasional phone call. That is, until today.
I always insisted we not use a webcam, even though he implored me to do webcam “sessions.” My privacy was of the utmost importance to me, so I always refused. I’m a kindergarten teacher at one of Fort Worth’s finest preparatory schools! I couldn’t take the risk of being videotaped during our play sessions. So the only notion I have of what my Master looks like is a product of my imagination.
But today he flew to Houston to meet me in person. To have a real “play date.” In the flesh. A chill ran across my flesh, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.
The waiter set my second bourbon in front of me. Always cognizant of my manners, I thanked him with a smile. I had been born into one of the wealthiest families in Texas and I’ve been given every advantage. I attended the right boarding schools, wore the right clothes, and behaved as any proper debutante should. And what had that gotten me?
An unfulfilling marriage to an unfaithful jackass and a lifetime of trying to meet other people’s expectations rather than my own. I sipped my drink then smiled. But not today. Today I was doing what I wanted for a change.
I would finally meet the man who dominated me for the past four months. My stomach roiled with anticipation. What would he look like? Would it matter? Of course whatever he looked like, he wouldn’t be the “Master” I’d daydreamed about.
Things never worked that way. It would be like conjuring an image for the hero in a book, and when a movie is made, the actor never matches the character in your head. Always a disappointment.
I’d tried to prepare myself for that from the beginning. I never pictured MC to be a handsome movie star. Instead, I envisioned him as rather average, with salt-and-pepper hair and kind features. For some reason I pictured him wearing glasses, possibly he had a beard.
In any case, it wasn’t his physical appearance that was captivating. MC awakened a primal response in me. He exposed my mind to a world in which I could be open about my sexual desires. A world where the wanton girl inside me was encouraged to come out and play, rather than squelched and pushed into a back closet where she had always lived. He controlled my sexuality, sensing my deepest, darkest needs. And it didn’t hurt that he made me feel cared for and cherished at a time when I desperately needed that. I wanted to please him.
Draining my second drink, I considered a third. I sighed deeply at the thought of the swats that MC would rain down on me for breaking his two-drink maximum. It made me wriggle in my chair, and the excitement between my legs spread down into my toes. My phone showed it was 5:12, and my tummy tightened. Any minute now… He told me he would be here at 5:15. The wait had been both excruciating and delicious at the same time—a perfect reflection of our relationship, a testimony to both pain and pleasure.
“Close your eyes, my pet.” The familiar voice came from behind my chair. It was a sound I’d come to crave and hearing it sent shivers of anticipation dancing down my spine. Suddenly, I wanted to freeze that moment in time, to stop things while things were still beautiful between us, before reality could mar the fantasy.
A hand circled my nape. His touch was like an electric current, setting my skin aflame. I leaned back against his fingers, shamelessly aching for more, though I knew I should maintain my composure because we were in a public place. But it was all I could do not to moan out loud.
He wrapped my long hair over his wrist and gripped it firmly. “I see you were looking at your phone. Did you think I’d be late?”
“N-n-n-no.”
“Good. I’m going to sit beside you, to your left, but you will keep your eyes closed until I tell you to open them. Do you understand me?”
“Yes.”
“What did you say?” He pulled my hair tight, and I immediately wondered if anyone in the restaurant noticed.
“Yes, Sir.” My heart thumped hard in my chest.
“That’s better.”
He let go of my hair, and I yearned for him to touch me again. I kept my eyes closed, though I knew I must look an odd spectacle.
“Was that your second drink?”
I nodded.
“I expect you to answer me properly.”
I squirmed in my seat. “Yes, Sir.”
“Would you like another one?”
“Yes, but you said I could only have two.”
“Do you plan to be a good girl today?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Since you followed my directions so well and this is something of a special occasion, you may have another one. What would you like?”
“I’ll have a bourbon and water, please, Sir.”
“That’s a mighty strong drink for a young lady.”
I wasn’t that young, but I appreciated the chivalrous thought. “My grandmother taught me that if you drink bourbon and water it won’t sneak up on you the way sweeter drinks will. That way a lady can always take care of herself.”
“Smart woman, your grandmother.”
I listened as he ordered more drinks, my eyes closed the whole time, feeling ridiculous. Then I gave up and lowered my head, pretending to look at the ground. I’d spent my entire life being worried about what people thought of me. It was exhausting, trying to be perfect all the time.
Part of me was dying to cheat, to open my eyes to see what this dynamic man actually looked like, while the other part was enjoying the game and wished it could go on forever. Because once I saw his face, nothing between us would ever be the same. The fantasy would disappear, replaced by a yet-to-be-known reality, with only a few of the fragments of our mutual projection remaining.
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.
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The Doms of Her Life by Jenna Jacob
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