Wednesday, February 25, 2015

New Release @kaylalords

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Madame Gretchen:

Six kinksters want to join the most exclusive BDSM club in the area, The Iron Maiden. The first requirement? Survive Madame Gretchen. Join them as they navigate six weeks of kinkiness led by a sadistic, crop-wielding Domme who loves forced orgasms and demands total surrender. Their limits will be stretched and their desires uncovered.

Where to Find Madame Gretchen:

Available for free on Kindle Unlimited!

Excerpt from Madame Gretchen:

Facing the room, she allowed a mischievous smile to appear. Most of her submissive clients cringed and dripped when they saw this smile. She was about to push boundaries and expand minds - her favorite part of Domination.
"Ok, partner up. Missy and Pup, for tonight, you may stay together if you choose, but understand this will be the last time I allow it." She crossed her arms, leaning back into her heels, watching how they paired off.
Ivory, sweet, sweet Ivory, went right for Drake. Madame Gretchen liked her even more. She was confident in herself, and it showed. Drake could see it too, as his smile widened as she reached out to shake his hand and introduce herself. She could see Ivory's dimple from here, deepening as she giggled and flirted.
Bella looked confused and awkward. Randy Boy reached out to pat her hand and looked only at her face. Madame Gretchen sensed he was trying to comfort her and help her feel less conspicuous. She admired him for it.
"Ok, we're boy-girl, huh? Well that does make the instructions easier, doesn't it?" She couldn't keep the evil grin from her face or the humor from her voice, nor did she try. Things were about to get interesting. "Ladies first! Men, arms at your side, eyes forward. Ladies, I want you to look at the man in front of you from head to toe and back up again. Just your eyes, no matter how tempted your are to touch your partner. We'll get to that later." She ignored the furtive glances from the room at her last statement.
The moment the men knew someone's eyes were on them, their cocks begged for attention, twitching and jerking, coming to life, filling, leaning forward, begging for attention. She could hear the men's breath hitching in their throats as their bodies betrayed whatever their faces attempted to convey. The smell of desire and fear filled the room and it made her wet with desire. Missy smirked as her eyes blazed a trail up and down Pup's wide body. Madame Gretchen could feel the submissive switching to her Domme side. Her eyes changed first, becoming hard and glittery, then her posture changed from unsure to commanding. Ivory giggled and licked her lips over and over, her dark skin becoming impossibly darker as she blushed.
Madame Gretchen didn't blame her, she might have done the same if faced with Drake's perfect beauty. Bella was going to be a hard one to crack. Madame Gretchen watched as she started at Randy Boy's face, gazed down his chest and stomach and then skipped down to his knees. It was the same on the way back up.
"Bella! I think you're missing a very important part of this exercise." Madame Gretchen could see the flush in her skin from across the room. She made no move to join the couple. "Try again. Don't make me resort to harsher methods."
"Yes, Ma'am." Bella licked her lips and tried again. She still averted her eyes away from Randy's cock.
"Bella, on your knees, eyes forward."
The shy submissive looked as if she would argue with Madame Gretchen for a split second. One look into the Domme's eyes changed her mind. She shook as she fell to her knees, her head bowed, her hair a dark curtain covering her face.
"Eyes up, Bella. Don't make me say it again."
Bella forced her gaze up and stared straight at Randy's groin. Her gulp and subsequent gasp were audible. Her eyes widened as she watched his body respond to her proximity and her attention. There was easily three feet of space between them, but his body reacted all the same.
Madame Gretchen continued the exercise until the women began to squirm slightly and lean closer to their male partners.
"Ok, now it's time to switch! Bella you may stand again. Eyes forward, ladies. Men, look to your heart's content." She sang out the command as if she were sending children out to recess.
As she expected, the men completed the task differently. They didn't simply stare at the women's faces, torsos, tits, pussy, and legs. Like wolves, they prowled around the women, leaning in, inhaling their scent, taking in every detail they could. Drake licked his lips every time his eyes touched Ivory's full breasts. Pup couldn't keep his eyes from Missy's slit and mound. Randy Boy was the least obvious of the three men, but Madame Gretchen noted how his eyes were riveted to Bella's hips and the globes of her ass.
As if on cue, the women's breathing became raspy. Madame Gretchen could smell the desire in the room. Whether it belonged to the women or the men mattered not, the affect was the same. The voyeur and Domme in her was ready for the last part of tonight's lesson.

About Kayla Lords:

KaylaLordsI discovered my love of writing at age seven and my sexual fantasies by age 13. It took a divorce and re-entry into the dating to world to find my sexual power and voice. I am a sexual submissive in the BDSM lifestyle which is not as extreme and terrifying as it may first appear from the outside looking in. I write BDSM-themed erotica with a focus on dominance and submission (D/s). I not only want to turn my readers on, but I want them to realize that D/s is more than just a kink and isn't scary or degrading.   A blogger, tweeter, and talker, I love interacting with my readers as much as possible!

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Monday, February 23, 2015


Savannah Sins Release Day Blitz
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


Jenna Fox
Genre: erotic/horror/suspense
Publisher: Dark Hollows Press
Date of Release:  March 3, 2015
Word Count: 15,302
Cover Artist: 3 Rusted Spoons

Synopsis:

Her prison became his hell.

The only thing standing between Beverly Price and a prison cell is her well connected attorney, Jackson McNabb.  Jackson pulls some legal strings, getting Beverly sent to his family’s plantation to work out her sentence at an isolated setting- the perfect place for sexual escapades. When Jack and Beverly act on the pent-up lust burning between them, their passion rouses an angry and restless spirit, setting off a series of frightening paranormal events and sending Beverly fleeing the arms of her lover, leaving Jack to fight for both of their lives.

Excerpt:

He pinned her back up against the wall, anger blazing in his eyes. The corner of his lip curled and his forehead wrinkled. “The spoiled little rich girl wants attention by trashing her room.” He yanked down his zipper. “Well, now she’s got it.”

Jack was up in her face when Beverly’s hands slapped against the sheet rock, seeking purchase as he kneed open her legs. Her feet left the floor and she braced her legs around his waist when he forced his thighs underneath hers. He slammed his cock in her slit, the force making her pussy burn and spasm from the delectable shock.

The muscles in Jack’s arms corded as he reached around and spread her ass cheeks as wide as they would go. Beverly’s eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head with the chafing of his jeans against her, and his denim covered skin on hers fired new pleasure receptors to life. She never considered that area an erogenous zone.

Beverly had never considered a lot of things until Jack introduced them.

Her eyes jarred in their sockets and her spine jolted with the furious pounding of her body against his thighs. The dry friction rubbing against her clit and Jack’s heated breath was a cocktail strong enough to push her across the finish line. His sun browned skin was reddening, pulling taut over his cheekbones. Beverly wondered if she looked as crazy as he did. She laid her head against her shoulders and dug her fingernails into his shoulders, as he wrecked her in the way she always wanted.

Author Bio:

Jenna Fox is a civilized hillbilly, mother, wife and multi-published author of erotic romance residing in Eastern Tennessee. Besides juggling a busy family life, Fox reviews and critiques for other authors and crafts her own dark erotic tales. Stories always feature a mysterious alpha male with unexpected twists to shock the reader. She believes in HFN and HEA endings, although not always in a romantic or conventional way. 

Her work is born from real life experiences, an overactive imagination and a consuming caffeine addiction.  Fox is a listener of bad-ass music and a watcher of classic slasher films. In short, she’s a multi-tasker – a writer, a storyteller, able to make a boo-boo all better with just one kiss and a proud, world class expert at screwing up recipes and scaring away closet monsters.  She believes in ghosts and God and is absolutely convinced chocolate soothes the savage beast.
Find Jenna online:

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/jenna.fox.545402

Facebook Fan Page: https://www.facebook.com/jennafoxwrites

Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/jennafoxrox/

Twitter: @jennafoxrox  https://twitter.com/jennafoxrox

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/user/show/26071712-jenna-fox

Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Jenna-Fox/e/B00DHL9N9I/

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Friday, February 20, 2015


JUST TRY

By: Lisa S. Robinson

Release Day Blitz: February 20th, 2015

Hosted by: Hooks & Books



Synopsis:

How can one day turn out to be the best

day of your life, but also the worst?

 

Maci can answer this question, she is a

changed woman because of it.

It takes one day to change your whole

life, your world, your meaning.

 
You.
 

For five years she’s been existing for

one person, and that person isn’t

herself.

 
Until one day, someone enters her life.

He changes everything that Maci

thought she wanted, deserved and

needed.

 

Calvin made her want to enjoy life.

 

This story is about the deepest of love,

the ugliest of pain and the courage to

want more.

 

Sometimes you have to - Just Try.

 

Contemporary romance for readers over

the age of 18.

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Excerpt:

My phone rings, startling me. When I look at the screen and see Calvin’s name, I find myself letting out a little girlie squeal.
“Hello, you,” I say, snuggling into my seat.
“So, I wake up from an amazing sleep, look out of my window, and guess what?” he asks in a croaky voice, which sounds like he has, indeed, just woken up.
“What?”
“I see this beautiful girl sitting in a chair in her garden, sipping on what I assume is coffee, and I feel the need to say morning to her.”
“Is that right?” I smile.
“Yup.”
A noise coming from the bottom of my garden startles me. When I see Calvin jump my back fence using one arm, still holding his phone in the other, I can’t believe my eyes. He smiles and briskly walks over to me. I’m stunned, the damn phone still attached to my ear. As soon as he reaches me, he bends down and plants a small kiss on my mouth. He then smiles and says, “Morning”, before turning and walking back to the fence to jump it again. I’m totally dumbstruck. Who does that? Calvin, that’s who. I laugh and shake my head, ending the call when I hear his chuckle.
 

Author Bio:

Lisa S Robinson is a contemporary romance author, who has been writing her first book and is almost ready for its release. Lisa lives in Cheshire, UK with her partner of thirteen years Charlie, their four year old daughter and their dog, Buster.

She spends her time in between looking after her daughter and working part time. She tends to write in the evenings when her daughter is tucked up in bed.

Lisa being the total bookworm that she is, thinks of her kindle as one of her most prized possessions, and has a major one-click addiction.

Her favourite genres are contemporary and paranormal romance, some of her favourite authors are Dannika Dark, Jodi Ellen Malpas, Katy Evans, Jamie McGuire, Mia Sheridan, Tina Folsom, Christina Lauren, Joanne Wylde and way too many more to mention. 

Author Links:
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Lisa-S-Robinson/681766868569677 

Or follow her on Twitter @lisasrob 

Feel free to contact her she would love to hear from you.

 

Monday, February 16, 2015



Release Blitz
Surviving Him by D.A. Keane
Feb 17th



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Dark erotic romance contains subject matter some might find distressing, also violence and sexual scenes. Not suitable for readers under the age of 18.
An explosive love story of a mother and her struggle to be with the love of her life against all odds. Logan is strong, sexy, and the type of father that Dana’s daughters deserve in their lives. Dana’s life is rocked by tragedy, she is forced into running from her psychotic ex-husband, Ian, and it seems he’s determined to keep them apart.
Left with nowhere else to turn Dana and her girls seek shelter in a women’s refuge in Manchester, where Dana finds lifelong friendships in the other women who live there. Sisters brought together by despair that haunts them every single day, but the laughter they bring keeps out the darkness that is Dana’s past, she hopes she can find herself again. But a life away from Logan and his ability to ignite the flame deep inside her is almost unbearable.
Dana’s not the only one, Logan will fight anyone and anything to be back in Dana’s arms again. Can they carve out an existence for their fiery passion amid Ian’s rage?





                                           
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He put his hand into the small of my back and the warmth of his hand charged through my body spreading like fire through my veins.
“OH my god.”
I turned toward him, and moved my hands to hold him back, placing my hand on his amazing ass. I truly could not help myself. That earned me another sexy-as-hell grin from him that made my knickers soaking wet.
As I stood there in his half-embrace, I noticed the glow of his golden skin even his jeans showcased his ass beautifully. He really is a very pretty package, in a manly way.
I felt hands move slowly over my hips as I danced to the beat of the music I turned into his stunningly large frame, his powerful arms wrapped around my middle, as he moved his hands to cup my ass. Then he swooped while his hips pressed against me. I may have swooned.
Logan reached up and swept my hair to one side, exposing my skin there, I quivered in anticipation as I felt the heat of his breath blow against my sensitive skin at my neck stroking his fingers along my shoulder blade. My body reacted making my thighs clench tightly together.
I tilted my head slightly to the side in invitation; I was totally mesmerized by him like id been hypnotised, completely lost in that moment. I couldn’t help myself really. The only coherent thought I had in that moment, was God, if I’m dreaming please don’t let me wake up. I wouldn’t want to miss this.










D. A. Keane   

Hi all I am just your normal average everyday mum nothing exciting, I was brought up in Manchester and I am now living in the beautiful Scottish borders with my three children.
I have enjoyed writing my story as I had a pretty hard upbringing and have suffered like everyone does over the years in different situations but everyone has a story to tell.
I just hope my story can help someone out there who is or has been through the same sorts of situations to myself.









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Monday, February 9, 2015




Book Blitz:
Sealed In Blood by Jenna Fox
 Feb 12th - 19th




Genre: Erotic/Suspense
Publisher:  Fiction Vixen Publications
Date of Publication:  March 30, 2014
Word Count:  27K
Cover Artist:  3 Rusted Spoons

Book Description:
Determined to forget her ex-fiancĂ© and gather the remains of her betrayed heart, Charisma Claiborne scrapes together her hard earned pennies for a dream trip to Las Vegas.  On her first day in town, she has an accident with an eccentric casino owner.  Enthralled by his good looks, she falls into his bed for a steamy one night stand.
But Hunt Blackwater is more than a mysterious, gorgeous casino owner.  Rumors of a Native American curse and a string of inexplicable deaths follow in his wake - but the most terrifying is his ability to reach right into Charisma’s soul and make her want the things she’s convinced herself she can do without. 

Unwilling to get in over her head, Charisma cuts her trip short and returns home, but trouble seems to follow her.  With remembered whispers of curses in her ears and the lingering smell of death in her nose, she wonders if she is his next victim.  Things go from puzzling to harrowing as Charisma comes face to face with the greatest betrayal she could ever imagine.

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Sealed In Blood
Copyright © 2014 Jenna Fox

Excerpt:
Charisma swallowed hard, standing in front of the door to Hunt’s suite.  What lay behind it?  It was like he was opening the lid to Pandora’s Box.
Hunt held her gaze, and took her purse when the door clicked open.  “I like being in charge of things.  You won’t have a problem with that.”
The carnal rumble in his voice rekindled a fire deep inside of her that Charisma had thought was long dead.  She’d become so tired of the struggle to keep her life together; tired of trying to take care of herself and every situation in her single life.  How liberating it would be to surrender control to this man.
“I don’t have a problem with it.”
Hunt held out his hand.  “You mentioned a shower.”
He led her down a hallway to the bathroom.  Charisma was so nervous she hardly noticed the large, jetted tub.  Hunt took off his suit jacket and laid it on the vanity, opened the glass door to the shower and turned on the water.  He leaned in, relaxing his posture as he maintained firm eye contact.  “I think I’ll have you begin by undressing me.”
The shower seemed to get louder with each passing second.  Charisma’s fingers shook as she struggled to undo each button on his shirt.  What was she doing?  She’d never been in a shower with a man before, nor had she undressed a man.
He pulled the shirt off, throwing it on the double vanity.  Naked, he would be even more intimidating than, and as gorgeous, as a god.  His tanned chest was sprinkled with dark hair atop rippling abs.  Charisma’s pulse thudded inside her neck.  I’m really going to do this.
“Now.  Take off your clothes.  All of them.”  His voice was sharp.
Charisma couldn’t look him in the eye, as she reached around to unzip her skirt. She allowed it to fall to the floor, but hesitated to unbutton her blouse.
“The shirt comes off too.”
Her fingers finally completed the task.  She stood, motionless, awaiting a look of disapproval on Hunt’s face as his eyes zeroed in on her curvaceous hips.
“I don’t think you’re finished.  I still see panties and a bra.”
Charisma’s face was flaming.  She reached around to unhook her bra, biting down on her bottom lip as her traitorous nipples told of her arousal.
Hunt’s lips parted, and he lowered his voice.  “I can see your embarrassment.  You’re beautiful.”  She relaxed slightly as he ran his hand over her hip.  “You’re not to be ashamed.  Understood?”
Charisma nodded, looking at the floor.
“Miss Claiborne, look at me.”
His eyes glittered as they roamed over her.  Her body responded in a warm flood, as he murmured his approval.
Charisma trembled with desire, keenly aware of her pulse, as Hunt unzipped his pants, freeing his erection.  Her muscles clenched at his size.
“You’re still blushing.  You see how hard I am for you, and you will not be ashamed.”
Steam escaped as he opened the shower door.  She stepped into the hot stream, Hunt behind her.

“Turn and face me.  On your knees.”








Jenna Fox is a civilized hillbilly, mother, wife and multi published author of erotic romance residing in Eastern Tennessee. She enjoys reading and jotting down poetry in her spare time.  Besides juggling a busy family life, Fox reviews and critiques for other authors and crafts her own dark erotic tales. Stories always feature a mysterious alpha male with unexpected twists to shock the reader. She believes in HFN and HEA endings, although not always in a romantic or conventional way. 

Her work is born from real life experiences, an overactive imagination and a consuming caffeine addiction.  Sometimes she finds herself writing sex scenes on fast food napkins and store receipts while waiting in traffic, but she’s always guilty of keeping her mind in the gutter.  Fox is a listener of hard rock music and a watcher of classic slasher films. In short, she’s a writer, a storyteller, able to make a boo-boo all better with just one kiss and a proud, world class expert at screwing up recipes and scaring away closet monsters.  She believes in ghosts and God and is absolutely convinced chocolate soothes the savage beast.

Can be found eating Cheetos at a gas station near you. 






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