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Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Their Proposition
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Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Welcome to the Wicked After Dark Blog Hop
Hey everyone! Welcome to another awesome Blog Hop! This one is hosted by Natasha Blackthorne and Close Encounters with the Night Kind!
To one lucky winner, I'm offering a free copy of my paranormal story, Reaper's Fragile Ego..
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Blurb:
Death comes in various forms. Seductive and sometimes violent, the Reaper pervades into life like a thief in the night, and you’ll never know when he may strike. He holds a secret desire, one which has haunted him for a millennia, an obsession for an entity opposite of himself. If he could conquer her? Her powers of light and strength would complete his majesty of darkness.
After all, the Death Angel, Bane has a reputation to maintain, but how well will he deal with a blow to his fragile ego once he learns the truth about the object of his coveted obsession?
The Angel of Willpower, Willa Mae finds that her strength may be her downfall, as she fights hard to permeate mankind with the will to survive. In her quest to imbue hope and strength to those who despair, she steps on Death’s toes and he vows revenge on the dark beauty.
* Warning *
This book contains light BDSM, anal, and f/f interaction
After all, the Death Angel, Bane has a reputation to maintain, but how well will he deal with a blow to his fragile ego once he learns the truth about the object of his coveted obsession?
The Angel of Willpower, Willa Mae finds that her strength may be her downfall, as she fights hard to permeate mankind with the will to survive. In her quest to imbue hope and strength to those who despair, she steps on Death’s toes and he vows revenge on the dark beauty.
* Warning *
This book contains light BDSM, anal, and f/f interaction
Excerpt:
The sensually talented Bane, made sure the trail left a tingling-burning sensation on her delicate skin. The sensation heightened along her nerves and began to throb as his overly large cock began to probe the tight opening of her cunt.
“Oh,” she bit out sharply and tightened her hands into fists. Withstanding the dark passion of a Reaper would be no easy task. She hissed with frustration as the thick bulbous head of his swollen cock penetrated the entrance to her slick channel. Licking her lips, she fought the greedy urge to impale herself onto his hard pleasure inducing tool. Bane’s husky laughter skittered over her sensitive flesh as he held his cock inside her. Apparently, he knew he had her just where he wanted her.
Squeezing her eyes shut, Will fought to stifle a cry as her pussy began to clench with need. The sweet hotness of his breath against her neck and the way his strong hands caressed and squeezed her breasts began to slowly chip away at her usually impenetrable will. She licked her lips as he rolled her nipples in between his thumbs and index fingers. If she wasn’t careful, she’d lose herself to Bane’s prowess.
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My second prize to the lucky winner will be a customized Facebook header. Yes, I make book covers, Backgrounds, and some other pretty cool stuff to decorate one's page. Check out the header above. ; ) For more examples of my work, check out and like my design page on Facebook. Self-published authors deserve a first time discount. Along with your customized book cover, you'll receive a Facebook/Blog header and a banner for $35
Be sure to check out all the other blogs, and leave a comment to increase your chances of winning some wonderful prizes!
Friday, October 12, 2012
Denying Bjorn Available Now
Good morning, sexy hot Bjorn Jensen has his own story.
Blurb:
Bjorn Jensen has fulfilled his destiny by overseeing the well-being of his Dragon Lord. For centuries, he's led a lonely existence as a Protector, but now he's forced to take a long hard look at his life.
Lydia has strong feelings for Bjorn, but she's not ready to trust him with her secret. As their relationship develops, she continues to deny him the truth. Between her meddlesome cousin and a threat from her past, she realizes the odds are against her, and the skeletons in her closet could cost she and Bjorn the happiness they've been waiting for all their lives.
Warning: Get cozy and break out the wine. This steamy read contains a svelte Viking-like immortal who knows how to please, protect, and pamper the love of his life, and a strong heroine who eventually realizes the value of trust in a loving relationship.
Blurb:
Bjorn Jensen has fulfilled his destiny by overseeing the well-being of his Dragon Lord. For centuries, he's led a lonely existence as a Protector, but now he's forced to take a long hard look at his life.
Lydia has strong feelings for Bjorn, but she's not ready to trust him with her secret. As their relationship develops, she continues to deny him the truth. Between her meddlesome cousin and a threat from her past, she realizes the odds are against her, and the skeletons in her closet could cost she and Bjorn the happiness they've been waiting for all their lives.
Warning: Get cozy and break out the wine. This steamy read contains a svelte Viking-like immortal who knows how to please, protect, and pamper the love of his life, and a strong heroine who eventually realizes the value of trust in a loving relationship.
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Thursday, October 11, 2012
Hot in Handcuffs Blog Hop
Welcome to The Hot In Handcuffs Blog Hop! Also, a bit of thanks to Under the Covers blog for hosting this. This blog hop runs from 10/10 - 10/15 and you have many blogs to visit. Be sure to comment on each and every blog to increase your chances of winning a prize.
Handcuffs are hot. I love them. I've written them into some of my exotic steamy tales. My heroine for the most part is often a strong female outside the bedroom. She kicks ass and takes names later, and gives the hero a run for his money. However, in the bedroom she's restrained and is as submissive as they come. Why? Because she wants to be. There's nothing wrong with a little dominance and submission. Nothing at all. There's something hot about being blindfolded, cuffed and bent over in a most compromising position.
* ahem *
Anyway, here are a few of my books to check out if you're into the hawt stuff. Well, you wouldn't be here if you weren't now would you.
Bondage and Darkness is a dark, racy book involving my dragon shifter hero and his captive, Alice.
Alice had little choice but to submit to the dreaded Damiul. After all, he was a dragon- as masterful as he was powerful and she merely human. Little did she know what passion could be found in submission, or the fiery passion to be had at a dragons touch?
Available at All Romance eBooks
Can't get enough of fiery dominant dragons? Check out Claiming Julia.
Constantly butting heads with her boss, Julia Jones discovers there is more to him than meets the eye.
Dragon shifter, Angus McNamara craves Julia with everything he has and seeks to consume the ebony beauty in more ways than one. His biggest challenge is bringing her to terms with what she is while claiming her as his Fire Mate, the way a true Connricualen Dragon should. However, Julia Jones has other plans. Or so she thinks…
Can they put their differences aside long enough to seize a chance at love, or will they forfeit their opportunity and continue their heated dance of dominance?
Handcuffs are hot. I love them. I've written them into some of my exotic steamy tales. My heroine for the most part is often a strong female outside the bedroom. She kicks ass and takes names later, and gives the hero a run for his money. However, in the bedroom she's restrained and is as submissive as they come. Why? Because she wants to be. There's nothing wrong with a little dominance and submission. Nothing at all. There's something hot about being blindfolded, cuffed and bent over in a most compromising position.
* ahem *
Anyway, here are a few of my books to check out if you're into the hawt stuff. Well, you wouldn't be here if you weren't now would you.
Bondage and Darkness is a dark, racy book involving my dragon shifter hero and his captive, Alice.
Alice had little choice but to submit to the dreaded Damiul. After all, he was a dragon- as masterful as he was powerful and she merely human. Little did she know what passion could be found in submission, or the fiery passion to be had at a dragons touch?
Available at All Romance eBooks
Can't get enough of fiery dominant dragons? Check out Claiming Julia.
Constantly butting heads with her boss, Julia Jones discovers there is more to him than meets the eye.
Dragon shifter, Angus McNamara craves Julia with everything he has and seeks to consume the ebony beauty in more ways than one. His biggest challenge is bringing her to terms with what she is while claiming her as his Fire Mate, the way a true Connricualen Dragon should. However, Julia Jones has other plans. Or so she thinks…
Can they put their differences aside long enough to seize a chance at love, or will they forfeit their opportunity and continue their heated dance of dominance?
Available at All Romance eBooks
This blog hop is awesome and I'm having so much fun with you guys. I've decided to sweeten the deal and throw in an extra book, Reaper's Fragile Ego. Now this book is a fun read, but not for everyone. I'll post a sweet little excerpt now.
Death comes in various forms. Seductive and sometimes violent, the Reaper pervades into life like a thief in the night, and you’ll never know when he may strike. He holds a secret desire, one which has haunted him for a millennia, an obsession for an entity opposite of himself. If he could conquer her? Her powers of light and strength would complete his majesty of darkness.
After all, the Death Angel, Bane has a reputation to maintain, but how well will he deal with a blow to his fragile ego once he learns the truth about the object of his coveted obsession?
The Angel of Willpower, Willa Mae finds that her strength may be her downfall, as she fights hard to permeate mankind with the will to survive. In her quest to imbue hope and strength to those who despair, she steps on Death’s toes and he vows revenge on the dark beauty.
* Warning *
This book contains light BDSM, anal, and f/f interaction
Excerpt:
Bane stood like a malevolent statue of marbled wrath, his fury filling the room, the essence of apocalyptic destruction almost suffocating her.
“I’m sorry darling, really I am,” she taunted before seductively licking her lips. Will didn’t know why she enjoyed teasing the Death Angel so much. She just did, maybe it was his self-serving ego that was filled with plagues and blood drenched ideals. He focused so much on developing a powerful image to the world that he entirely neglected to see that he had his own vulnerabilities to deal with.
Willa took as much pleasure in mocking him as she did molding weak humans into strong-willed people.
The master of endings continued to suffocate her with his wraithlike essence, without laying a finger on her. She closed her eyes, almost succumbing to the delicious asphyxiation. She moaned with the overpowering intoxication which penetrated her ethereal power as she helplessly gyrated her hips while Bane reached out and tweaked a nipple.
“You,” he whispered breathlessly. You’re so wickedly cruel.” He shook his head as he stepped out of his long black cloak. It’s a shame I must torture you tonight, Will. I don’t really want to hurt you,” he paused as a wicked gleam filled his eyes—“much, but you’ve made a fool out of me for the very last time.”
As Bane circled her, he reached out to touch her satiny brown skin, allowing his fingertips to rake across her flesh. Struggling against her restraints, she closed her eyes and savored his touch. It felt like flames were dancing in the wake of his fingertips. Slowly, with a sensual slide, they eased their way along the inside of her thigh. “These are in the way,” he growled as he looked into her into her eyes and grasped the lacey thong, tearing the flimsy material from her body.
Glorious, silky looking thick black hair framed his stern face, and the look in his blazing eyes warned her that most likely, he’d ravish her until the sun rose.
For a brief moment, she yearned to know what the deep, mouth-to-mouth kiss of the Reaper would feel like.
“Mmm,” he murmured. “I knew you would like that.” His hand crept further along her thigh. “Ohh, Will. I do believe I’ve found your weakness.”
“I’m not weak, I assure you.”
He arched his brow. “Oh? That explains why you’re so damned wet and ready to be fucked.” Bane disappeared for a few moments, and suddenly reappeared holding a large black chest adorned with silver studs.
An alarm went off inside her head as he pumped his cock several times. The large thickly veined member appeared to grow, not just longer, but thicker. She swallowed hard as he retrieved a black whip from the chest.
“So. You wish to experience the exquisite Kiss of Death?”
Willa shuddered at the thought, because she knew she’d enjoy all the wickedly sinful pleasure Bane had to offer her. “No, I do not.” She was determined to make this at least a little difficult for him. “As a matter of fact baby, I have a little surprise for you.”
“What might that be?”
Willa let out a devilish laugh. “You’ll see.”
BONUS STORY Bargaining With The Reaper:
A HOT EROTIC BARGAIN
Bitten by an unknown bug deep in the tropical rainforest, Leandra was on her deathbed, her life hanging by a precarious thread. She’d spent her entire life flirting with and rejecting death at every turn. Now it was time to give the Reaper his due.
“WARNING EXPLICIT EXCERPT*
Liquid trickled down her thigh as he rubbed his cock over her weeping slit, combining their juices. Crying out in pleasure, she lifted her hips to meet his and he smiled, tracing her fragile features. Harsh lines of arousal danced on his face. “I’m going to devour you,” he warned as he stroked his cock a few times. “I will incinerate you from the inside out,” he moaned. His voice draped around her like black velvet, and in her mind’s eye, she saw his chiseled body adorned with black wings that draped around her hungry body like a fine mink coat.
This blog hop is awesome and I'm having so much fun with you guys. I've decided to sweeten the deal and throw in an extra book, Reaper's Fragile Ego. Now this book is a fun read, but not for everyone. I'll post a sweet little excerpt now.
Death comes in various forms. Seductive and sometimes violent, the Reaper pervades into life like a thief in the night, and you’ll never know when he may strike. He holds a secret desire, one which has haunted him for a millennia, an obsession for an entity opposite of himself. If he could conquer her? Her powers of light and strength would complete his majesty of darkness.
After all, the Death Angel, Bane has a reputation to maintain, but how well will he deal with a blow to his fragile ego once he learns the truth about the object of his coveted obsession?
The Angel of Willpower, Willa Mae finds that her strength may be her downfall, as she fights hard to permeate mankind with the will to survive. In her quest to imbue hope and strength to those who despair, she steps on Death’s toes and he vows revenge on the dark beauty.
* Warning *
This book contains light BDSM, anal, and f/f interaction
Bane stood like a malevolent statue of marbled wrath, his fury filling the room, the essence of apocalyptic destruction almost suffocating her.
“I’m sorry darling, really I am,” she taunted before seductively licking her lips. Will didn’t know why she enjoyed teasing the Death Angel so much. She just did, maybe it was his self-serving ego that was filled with plagues and blood drenched ideals. He focused so much on developing a powerful image to the world that he entirely neglected to see that he had his own vulnerabilities to deal with.
Willa took as much pleasure in mocking him as she did molding weak humans into strong-willed people.
The master of endings continued to suffocate her with his wraithlike essence, without laying a finger on her. She closed her eyes, almost succumbing to the delicious asphyxiation. She moaned with the overpowering intoxication which penetrated her ethereal power as she helplessly gyrated her hips while Bane reached out and tweaked a nipple.
“You,” he whispered breathlessly. You’re so wickedly cruel.” He shook his head as he stepped out of his long black cloak. It’s a shame I must torture you tonight, Will. I don’t really want to hurt you,” he paused as a wicked gleam filled his eyes—“much, but you’ve made a fool out of me for the very last time.”
As Bane circled her, he reached out to touch her satiny brown skin, allowing his fingertips to rake across her flesh. Struggling against her restraints, she closed her eyes and savored his touch. It felt like flames were dancing in the wake of his fingertips. Slowly, with a sensual slide, they eased their way along the inside of her thigh. “These are in the way,” he growled as he looked into her into her eyes and grasped the lacey thong, tearing the flimsy material from her body.
Glorious, silky looking thick black hair framed his stern face, and the look in his blazing eyes warned her that most likely, he’d ravish her until the sun rose.
For a brief moment, she yearned to know what the deep, mouth-to-mouth kiss of the Reaper would feel like.
“Mmm,” he murmured. “I knew you would like that.” His hand crept further along her thigh. “Ohh, Will. I do believe I’ve found your weakness.”
“I’m not weak, I assure you.”
He arched his brow. “Oh? That explains why you’re so damned wet and ready to be fucked.” Bane disappeared for a few moments, and suddenly reappeared holding a large black chest adorned with silver studs.
An alarm went off inside her head as he pumped his cock several times. The large thickly veined member appeared to grow, not just longer, but thicker. She swallowed hard as he retrieved a black whip from the chest.
“So. You wish to experience the exquisite Kiss of Death?”
Willa shuddered at the thought, because she knew she’d enjoy all the wickedly sinful pleasure Bane had to offer her. “No, I do not.” She was determined to make this at least a little difficult for him. “As a matter of fact baby, I have a little surprise for you.”
“What might that be?”
Willa let out a devilish laugh. “You’ll see.”
BONUS STORY Bargaining With The Reaper:
A HOT EROTIC BARGAIN
Bitten by an unknown bug deep in the tropical rainforest, Leandra was on her deathbed, her life hanging by a precarious thread. She’d spent her entire life flirting with and rejecting death at every turn. Now it was time to give the Reaper his due.
“WARNING EXPLICIT EXCERPT*
Liquid trickled down her thigh as he rubbed his cock over her weeping slit, combining their juices. Crying out in pleasure, she lifted her hips to meet his and he smiled, tracing her fragile features. Harsh lines of arousal danced on his face. “I’m going to devour you,” he warned as he stroked his cock a few times. “I will incinerate you from the inside out,” he moaned. His voice draped around her like black velvet, and in her mind’s eye, she saw his chiseled body adorned with black wings that draped around her hungry body like a fine mink coat.
Now, about the contest. All you have to do is leave me a comment to this post. Tell me what you enjoy about handcuffs, dominance, and submission. One lucky winner will win a $10 Amazon gift card and a copy of Claiming Julia or Bondage and Darkness. Your pick. Take care, good luck, and enjoy the rest of the hop.
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