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Deep (Stage Dive #4) by Kylie Scott Blog Tour & Giveaway

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Positive. With two little lines on a pregnancy test, everything in Lizzy Rollins’ ordinary life is about to change forever. And all because of one big mistake in Vegas with Ben Nicholson, the irresistibly sexy bass player for Stage Dive. So what if Ben’s the only man she’s ever met who can make her feel completely safe, cherished, and out of control with desire at the same time? Lizzy knows the gorgeous rock star isn’t looking for anything more permanent than a good time, no matter how much she wishes differently.

 

Ben knows Lizzy is off limits. Completely and utterly. She’s his best friend’s little sister now, and no matter how hot the chemistry is between them, no matter how sweet and sexy she is, he’s not going to go there. But when Ben is forced to keep the one girl he’s always had a weakness for out of trouble in Sin City, he quickly learns that what happens in Vegas, doesn’t always stay there. Now he and Lizzie are connected in the deepest way possible…but will it lead to a connection of the heart?

 

 

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4 stars

 

I’m saddened that this is the last of the Stage Dive series. Getting to know each band member has just been something I truly loved experiencing. In true Kylie fashion we get to experience another great story filled with conflict, wit, angst, love and some really great sex scenes. Deep certainly did not lack in any areas that we’ve come to know and love from this series.

“Positive.”

“I was pregnant.”

“Fuck.”

 

“if this was the result of having great sex then I was so never going there again. Not even for mediocre sex. Nothing. I might rule out masturbation, just in case. You couldn’t be too careful. Random attack sperm could be anywhere, just waiting to get a girl into trouble.”

 

Lizzy and Ben find themselves thrown into a situation neither one of them were prepared for or even wanted. When their night of passion comes to light there are some repercussions beyond just seeing those two little lines. I really loved how this scenario played out.

 

Throughout the series Ben has been kind of the quiet one. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on his story so I would finally get to know him a lot better. Like the other boy in the band, he had a reputation of a playboy. Even his band members had their doubts about him after learning about the pregnancy. Ben definitely took his time figuring things out but I loved how noble he was regardless of where he stood with Lizzy. Beneath all the brooding and commitment issues he seriously is such a nice guy.

Lizzy was such a breath of fresh air. She is just so lovable and I honestly could relate to her on so many levels. She’s a selfless heroine who only wants to do what is best for everyone involved. Even if that means having her heart broken over and over again. I loved how persistent and forgiving she was regardless of what was going on. Her determination and perseverance was truly admirable.

 

Kylie did a fantastic job emitting how much they desired one another even while they worked through their fears. The pull between them was palpable. Fans of this series will be happy to see the presence of all the previous members we’ve fell in love with. I wasn’t sure how this one was going to end but this author did an amazing job keeping me on my toes right up until the end. I was almost at the point where I wanted to reach in and smack a few characters around.

I’d highly recommend this series for anyone who’s looking for a fun, flirty and sexy series. You can’t help but fall in love with Stage Dive and as much as I am saddened that it’s over I’m so glad I got to experience them. I can’t wait to see what else Kylie comes out with.

 

 

 

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His laughter, it didn’t really sound the smallest bit amused. “Christ. You’re done here.”

“Ah, no. I’m actually not. Now see, this is where we have a problem.” I folded my arms. Then unfolded them because like fuck I’d look defensive. He was the one in the wrong, not me. “You’re not prepared to take me, or my feelings, seriously. What you want is to hide away in Mr. Too Cool for Commitment land and just play with my affections when it suits you. Okay, I’ve accepted that. But none of that means it’s okay for you to come in here and act like you’re the boss of me. None of it.”

“That so?” he asked, leaning down so that we were almost nose to nose.

“That’s so, baby.” I play-punched him in the shoulder, which it should be noted, I barely came up to. Okay, so maybe the alcohol on a mostly empty stomach had made me slightly/lots braver/sillier. “So why don’t you take your little caveman jealous tantrum bullshit somewhere else. See, I do this funny thing I like to refer to as whatever the fuck I want. Understand?”

He just stared.

“And as pretty as you are with your beard and your muscles, you are too damn tricky and . . . complicated and shit for me.”

“I am?”

“Yes, you are. Are you finally seeing my point here?”

“You bet.”

“Excellent. So take your hotness elsewhere, kind sir. I want no part of it!” Huh. I had so told him. Drunken bravado was the best.

 

 

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Lick (Book One)

 

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Play (Book Two)

 

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Lead (Book Three)

 

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Deep (Book Four)

 

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Kylie is a long time fan of erotic love stories and B-grade horror films. She demands a happy ending and if blood and carnage occur along the way then all the better. Based in Queensland, Australia with her two children and one delightful husband, she reads, writes and never dithers around on the internet.

 

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Where Sea Meets Sky by Karina Halle Release Day Launch

WHERE SEA MEETS SKY
KARINA HALLE

 

A new adult novel that perfectly captures the existential angst of your early twenties with raw wit, fresh insight, and true
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Joshua Miles has spent his early twenties spinning his wheels. Working dead-end jobs and living at home has left him exhausted and uninspired, with little energy to pursue his passion for graphic art. Until he meets Gemma Henare, a vivacious out-of-towner from New Zealand. What begins as a one-night stand soon becomes a turning point for Josh. He can’t get Gemma out of his head, even after she has left for home, and finds himself throwing caution to the wind for the first time in his life.

It’s not long before Josh is headed to New Zealand with only a backpack, some cash, and Gemma’s name to go on. But when he finally tracks her down, he finds his adventure is only just beginning. Equally infatuated, Gemma leads him on a whirlwind tour across the beautiful country, opening Josh up to life, lust, love, and all the messy heartache in between. Because, when love drags you somewhere, it might never let go—even when you know you have to say goodbye.

 

 

 

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“Gemma,” I whisper softly. Before I know what I’m doing, I’m raising her palm to my lips and kissing along her scar. She smells so good, feels even better.

She lets me do it for a moment then she awkwardly clears her throat.

Don’t make me let go, I think. Please don’t make me let go.

The rustle in the bushes is back again. Gemma jerks her hand away, as if we’re about to be caught by Nick the Peeping Tom, as if we’re doing something wrong.

Are we doing something wrong?

Suddenly the air around us fills with squeals, and the rustling increases. The nearest bush to us at the base of the yard, near the fence, starts to move back and forth.

I stand up out of my chair to get a better look and see what looks to be little creatures waddling out of the bushes and heading for the side of the house. Once they hit a patch of light coming from the house, I can see what they are.

Little blue penguins.

“What the fuck?” I say softly, feeling like my mind has just imploded. “What the hell are those?”

“Little blue penguins,” she says proudly.

I turn to her in disbelief. “Are you serious?” I thought I was making that up. In my head.

She nods. “Yup. Little blue penguins.”

And she’s right. They’re about a foot high, miniature versions of the ones I’ve seen on TV, and they’re entirely blue in color. I thought it was just the darkness playing tricks on me but no, once they hit the light, you can see the color on their oily feathers.

“I don’t get it,” I say, watching as the last of their group quickly scampers out of sight. That might have been the cutest and weirdest thing I have ever seen.

“You never head of them?” she asks. “They probably have a burrow under the house. It’s actually quite common for beach houses.”

“Look, I wasn’t lying when I said I didn’t do a whole lot of research about the country.”

“I can see that,” she says. “Well, how about that, then.”

“How about that,” I say, sitting back down. The penguins’ magical appearance has somehow taken Gemma’s heartbreaking story to another place, and she’s quick to jump on the transition. She tells me all about the interesting birdlife in New Zealand, from yellow-eyed penguins on the Otago Peninsula down south, to the Kea—cheeky green parrots that live in the snow-covered Alps. She’s animated as she tells me all she knows, and I absorb it like a sponge.

I drink my beer and she goes back to drinking hers, and before Nick, Amber, and the Irish show up all sloshed, she’s painted a beautiful picture of what’s to come. I can only hope I’ll continue to be part of the picture.

 

 

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With her USA Today Bestselling The Artists Trilogy published by Grand Central Publishing, numerous foreign publication deals, and self-publishing success with her Experiment in Terror series, Vancouver-born Karina Halle is a true example of the term “Hybrid Author.” Though her books showcase her love of all things dark, sexy and edgy, she’s a closet romantic at heart and strives to give her characters a HEA…whenever possible.Karina holds a screenwriting degree from Vancouver Film School and a Bachelor of Journalism from TRU. Her travel writing, music reviews/interviews and photography have appeared in publications such as Consequence of Sound, Mxdwn and GoNomad Travel Guides. She currently lives on an island on the coast of British Columbia where she’s preparing for the zombie apocalypse with her fiancé and rescue pup.

 

 

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APPEALED:

When Brent Mason looks at Kennedy Randolph, he doesn’t see the awkward, sweet girl who grew up next door. He sees a self-assured, stunning woman…who wants to crush the most intimate – and prized – parts of his anatomy beneath the heels of her Christian Louboutins.

Brent has never let the loss of his leg in a childhood accident affect his ability to lead a fulfilling life. He sets high goals–and then he reaches them.

And now he has his sights set on Kennedy.
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When Kennedy looks at Brent Mason, all she sees is the selfish, Abercrombie & Fitch catalogue-worthy teenager who humiliated her in high school to join the popular crowd. A crowd that made those years a living hell.

She’s not a lovesick social outcast anymore – she’s a DC prosecutor with a long winning streak behind her. Brent is the opposing attorney in her next case and she thinks it’s time to put him through a little hell of his own.

But things aren’t exactly working out that way.

Because every fiery exchange has her wondering if he’s as passionate in the bedroom as he is in the courtroom. Each argument and objection only makes him want her more. In the end, Brent and Kennedy may just find themselves in love…or in contempt of court.

APPEALED is a sexy, humorous romance about first crushes, second chances and the final verdict of the heart.

 

 

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By day, Emma Chase is a devoted wife and mother of two who resides in a small, rural town in New Jersey. By night she is a keyboard crusader, toiling away the hours to bring her colorful characters and their endless antics to life. She has a long standing love/hate relationship with caffeine.

Emma is an avid reader. Before her children were born she was known to consume whole books in a single day. Writing has also always been a passion and with the 2013 release of her debut romantic comedy, Tangled, the ability to now call herself an author is nothing less than a dream come true.

 

 

 

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Seduction (Devil’s Den #2) by Violetta Rand **Josie’s Review**

 

 

Title: Seduction

Series: Devil’s Den #2

Author: Violetta Rand

Publisher: Loveswept

 

Release Date: March 17, 2015

 

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Perfect for readers of Abbi Glines, Seduction returns to the Devil’s Den, a Texas strip club where hearts can’t hide when the chemistry is right.

The night Marisela Gonzalez rides up to the Devil’s Den on her motorcycle, running from trouble and looking for her sister, she finds more than a place to hide out and work her red-hot body. She meets a guy brave enough to stand by a tough, terrified nineteen-year-old girl who’s been in the wrong place with the wrong jerk one too many times. And he’s ready to show Marisela how a real man treats the woman he desires.

An ex-cop taking over as the club’s head of security, Craig Hanson can handle anything—except the urgent need he suddenly feels to hold Marisela tight. Commitment has never been his thing, but all that changes when Craig finds something too real to deny between them. Sensual and vulnerable, Marisela’s got a scary past. And when it comes knocking, Craig goes all in to protect her—because seduction is the ultimate game changer.

 

 

 

 

 

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 4 stars

 

Seduction is a not a novella but it is a short read that is filled with suspense, lies, drama, really hot sex, stubborn female characters and an alpha bad ass male. The author tells the story in alternate POV’s and holds no punches with the story line. This story deals with physical abuse, touches on rape, deals with survival and the need for self-forgiveness. We met Craig and Marisela in the first book. Craig is a bouncer at the Devils Den and Marisela is Robyn’s little sister. This is their story and let me tell you it is one heck of a ride.

 

Craig’s character was hard for me to really love. After reading the first book, I was not sure how the author could make me love him after knowing his character was a womanizer. I am pleased to say, the author did an amazing job redeeming his character. I totally fell in love with him. He is no Garrick but he came in at a close 2nd. Craig makes no excuses for the kind of man he is or the women he has in and out of his life. When he sees Marisela again, she gets under his skin. Craig can tell something is going on with Marisela. He can tell by her eyes and her actions that she is hiding and running from something. He agrees so keep an eye on Marisela when she gets a job at the Devil’s Den but he wasn’t prepared to fall in love with her. He wants more from her if only his past conquests would stay away.

 

Marisela’s characters at times was immature and thoughtless of others. She is running from a dangerous past and she is not honest when she shows up on her sister’s door step. She does not tell them the truth and keeps her real reasons a secret. She wants to work at Devil’s Den to make her own money. When she starts a Devils Den she sees Craig and despite the past he shared with her sister, she is attracted to him. What starts as something innocent soon turns into something more. Just when things are going well, her past comes knocking at her door. Marisela is not completely honest with Craig about her relationship with her ex-boyfriend. When she begins to open to Craig, she finds out that he wants more from her than just sex. He does not see her as damaged but someone that is strong. He is willing to go to the ends of the earth to keep her with him and keep her safe.

 

Marisela’s ex is determined to get her back at all costs. He is dangerous, sneaky and fears nothing. Marisela and Craig try to find a way to make their relationship work while trying to keep her and those she loves safe. Marisela’s ex tries to break Craig and Marisela apart. Things go from steamy to dangerous quickly for the pair. This book was well written and the development and growth of both characters was really well done. We get see how Garrick, Robyn and crazy Macey are all doing. Secrets are revealed, trust and loyalties will be tested but will Craig and Marisela make it out alive? Will Craig finally keep the woman he loves by his side? Will Marisela trust Craig and her family enough to tell them the truth about her past? This is a beautiful journey you don’t want to miss out on.

 

 

 

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An environmental scientist by day, Violetta Rand has been in love with writing since childhood. Struck with an entrepreneurial spirit at a young age, she wrote short stories illustrated by her best friend and sold them in her neighborhood. Rand enjoys outdoor activities, music, reading, and losing herself in the world she brings to life in the pages of her stories. The only thing she loves more than writing is her wonderful relationship with her husband.


 

 

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Sabato: The Cross (Ties of Steel, #4) by M.J. Fields Release Blitz

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Title: Sabato: The Cross (Ties of Steel, #4)

Author: M.J. Fields

Release Date: March 31, 2015

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Sabato Efisto is a cursed man. Born from sin, raised in revenge, he’s made a name for himself doling out pleasure and punishment in the lush Italian Riviera.

io brucio….

When the sins of his father come to rest on his shoulders, Sabato trades his privileged—but dangerous—life as the son of a mafia kingpin for the untested—but willing—shores of New Jersey. Acquiring a sex club called Steelettos is only the first phase in his plan to seduce and tame his new American landscape. Phase two involves finding a woman who can meet his…very singular, and definitely less-than-legal needs.

io conquisto….

Enter Melyssa Chance, a sassy southern law student who is as untested as they come. From the first glance, Melyssa knows that the sexy Italian is going to leave a mark on her reputation…and maybe a few other parts of her, while he’s at it. But what she doesn’t know is why she somehow caught his eye in return, what he really wants from her, and how far he’s willing to go to get it.

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Nobody’s Hero

May 27th

I prowl around the club in Florence. I need a release. Something warm to tease, taunt, titillate, tame, and tear up. It is not only the lifestyle I portray, it is truly who I am. It has never been my MO to waste time chatting up some romance novel junkie, saying all the things I know she wants to hear to get laid.

That is why I came here. It’s not one of my places. I won’t lose the respect of my girls, or my clients.

Tonight, I seek strange.

I’ve come to exactly the right kind of place. I know this because I planned it. I plan everything. I take in the leather clad wait staff with piercings and tattoos—some of whom are holding whips—this is a no-last-name kind of scene. All fetishes are welcome here. My eye catches on a tall redhead with a nose ring that’s chained to her nipple ring—totally exposed, for all to see.

Make that welcome, wet, and waiting.

Nothing good happens on today’s date. Hell, nothing good ever happens these days, aside from orgasms and creating desire. If not for causing the slow buildup to release, and the inevitable double-edged climax, I would feel nothing. But then, usually I like feeling nothing. For too many years, I felt too much. Rage, sadness, jealousy, obsession, more rage…it was fucking exhausting, caring that much.

Nowadays, I am a shark, coldly calculating without allowing anything to touch me on a personal level. Ironically, this seems to make me irresistible to the opposite sex. It also makes me notice things that most people are too nervous, too excited, too full of desire, or scared to notice.

In one corner of the club, there’s a man whose facial expression gives him away as a first-timer to the BDSM scene—eyebrows raised, wide shoulders cocked back defensively, and a scowl on his face that will likely keep any subs from approaching him. The way his eyes flit from side to side, it’s as if he’s trying to figure out how he got here, and what the hell is going on. I follow his gaze, more slowly and casually, expecting someone who works here to greet him, at least help the poor bastard feel welcome. But no one does.

As a businessman, it bothers me. But as an anonymous club patron—which I am tonight, I remind myself—I couldn’t give less of a fuck.

I saunter over to the bar, sit down, and order a drink. Manhattan, with rye whiskey—the only kind of Manhattan that counts. When my drink is in my hand, I turn and continue scouting the crowd for talent.

The majority have not picked their poison yet, and the ones who have are clearly all about being dominated. It seems like the place is crawling with prey, but not so many hunters. Good, I like those odds.

The ‘out of his scene’ guy comes up to the bar and sits right next to me. He orders a glass of wine, cheap wine. I almost snort into my drink. Rookie move. Feeling generous, I turn to him and offer my hand. “I’m Sabato, how are you?”

Immediately, his shoulders go up. “Dude, I like pussy. Okay? I’m not sure what the fuck about me screams I’m willing to swing that way, but—”

“It’s definitely the clothes.”

Excuse me?” His attitude is one I am not accustomed to. But then, after all, this is not one of my usual haunts.

I decide to cut the guy a break, since he’s obviously clueless. “Look around the room.” I gesture vaguely with my drink. “Tell me, what do you see?”

He shakes his head, looking confused. “Pussy.” He snorts, shooting me a glare. “And a bunch of guys who want to tag my ass.”

My patience is very quickly running out. “And, what else?”

He shakes his head again, more loosely this time. The wine must be getting to him already. What a light weight.

“Honestly, man, I feel like any second, half of these guys are gonna bust out doing the fucking YMCA. I mean….” He gestures agitatedly around the room. “You got the cowboys, the cops, the gay bikers—fuck, we’re just missing the Indians in here.”

I almost want to laugh, because he is right. “And if they see you checking them out, wearing…what you’re wearing…how do you think they will approach you?”

He shrugs, looking offended again. I signal the bartender to bring him another wine, before he really gets his skirt in a twist.

“What the hell is wrong with my clothes?”

“Nothing,” I tell him. “If you’re going to a different kind of club.” I gesture to his shiny, black silk shirt. “I mean, you have your dancing shoes,” I can’t hold back a mocking smirk, “that match your cute little dancing shirt.”

“Fuck you, dude.” His eyebrows push together, and he stares at me for a few seconds like he’s seriously thinking about kicking my ass. Then, slowly, he smiles. Shakes his head. Holds his hand out for me to shake. “Zandor Steel.”

I take his hand and shake it. I like a man who doesn’t take himself too seriously.

“So, what brings you here tonight, Zandor?”

He shrugs. “Just thought I’d wander in. I’m not from around here, so….”

My eyes widen in mock surprise. “Really?”

“Fuck you twice,” he laughs.

“Yeah, see,” I make a tsk-ing noise. “You can’t say that kind of thing in here, or one of these guys will take you up on it.”

“Oh,” he nods. “Good point. I meant ‘Go fuck yourself, twice.”

I find myself laughing, too, in spite of what day it is. It’s been so long, I’ve forgotten how refreshing it is to have people tell you to fuck off to your face. Eyes narrowing thoughtfully, I take out my phone and send a quick, subtle text to have this Zandor Steel looked into.

When I look up, I see him staring at me, appraising me with a certain shark-like look to him. My shoulders straighten. I shouldn’t have let my guard down so easily.

“I don’t know if I should be taking your advice, bro,” he says. “Doesn’t look like you’re any closer to slaying poon tonight than I am.”

I like the ease of this conversation, but I don’t like the innuendo. I nod to a petite platinum blonde woman who sits across the room, waiting for notice. In a blink, she is at my side. I nod toward the floor, and she drops to her knees in front of me, ready to service my every wish—in the middle of the club—if I ask.

“Well, fuck,” Zandor says, eyes wide. “My bad. You want to be my Yoda man, I will be your Padawan. Gladly. Just show me how to use the Force like that.”

I have no idea what he’s talking about, but he looks like he expects me to. I shrug. Shake my head.

The look on his face is incredulous. “Star Wars?”

“Let me guess,” I say, taking another sip of my drink. “It’s an American thing.”

“Actually, it’s kind of the most epic movie series of all…you know what, nevermind.” He nods “Carry on, oh wise one.”

I gesture down to the petite blonde. “What is your flavor?”

“My thing is pussy,” he repeats, like that is helpful. “Warm, willing pussy, in all varieties.”

I sigh with impatience. “No, Zandor. You’re in a bondage club. I mean, what is your scene? What fetish are you into? Are you a top, a bottom, a group player? Dominance is not for everyone, no matter how….” I gesture vaguely at his physique. “Physically suited for it they may appear to be. Perhaps you yearn to submit. If that is the case, I can recommend some very talented dommes in the area.”

Zandor Steel looks at me like I am deranged in some way—even though he is the one with the porn star name, who is wearing a ‘fuck me, daddy’ shirt.

“Bro, I just like to fuck and not have the bitch so enchanted or fucking needy that she pulls out the old sexual harassment card, trying to teach me some fucking lesson. I’m not into really fucked up. I’ll spank an ass and play with some toys.””

“So, no blood play? Animal transformation? Figging?”

Fuck no.” He looks vaguely nauseated at the thought—even though, I would bet good money he doesn’t know what any of those things mean. “That’s sick.”

“It’s not about mental health or sickness,” I tell him, more patiently than I should. “It’s about control. Losing it, and feeling free. Or maybe taking it, for the first time in your life. Every day, in all aspects of our lives, control is what we seek. Yet most people have no idea how to control themselves, and they don’t try. They are slaves to their urges, instead of the other way around.”

A feeling prods me then, something similar to guilt. What right do I have to be preaching to this stranger about self-control? After all, what am I doing here tonight?

But Zandor seems to consider—genuinely consider—what I’ve told him. “Not sure if you’re being a dick, or sincere, but as I said before.” He points to the blonde at my feet, who is still silently, patiently waiting. “I want something simple. Meat and potatoes. I want ass that goes away satisfied when I’m done and doesn’t sit outside my door banging on it, begging for cock.”

I can’t help but laugh at the visual image he’s created. “Begging is also a very big part of this scene, my friend. I wonder if you wouldn’t be more comfortable at a nice trucker bar. I hear there is one down by the gas station, near the freeway.”

“Don’t tempt me,” he says, rolling his eyes. “At least there, no one would have a chance at knowing who I was. Ever since my family came into some money, that shit has seriously fucked up my game. There’s no such thing as ‘anonymous’ or ‘no strings attached’ anymore. Now, they’re telling me I need to ‘lay low?’ That ain’t gonna happen. So, like I said, teach away.”

I’m intrigued by his story, and want to know more. New money is like blood in the water for a shark like me. But I’m also starting to like this guy, in spite of myself. So I indulge him, for the moment, and play mentor.

“You have to keep feelings out of it,” I look down at the blonde, finally giving her the attention she craves. She is a textbook sub, willing to wait as long as it takes—because waiting for approval only makes her wetter. I point her to Zandor, and she crawls over, instantly transferring her attention—and adoration—on him. “The only thing you ask of her is obedience, until the game is done. Sexual obedience. Release must be earned, and given like a gift. It cannot be taken.” Zandor slowly smiles, staring at the blonde’s tits. “I definitely like control.”

I nod to the redhead with the nose-to-nipple piercings, and she walks over to stand before me.

“Is Cindy to your liking, Sir?”

“She’s hot,” Zandor says. “So, yeah. I’d like to show her a good time.”

“No,” I correct him. “You want to take pleasure from her. In return, if she does exactly as you instruct, she will be rewarded.”

I look down at the girl. “Present yourself.”

She does as I say, without question. Whether they know my name or not at this place, it doesn’t matter. They obviously know enough to tell a Dom when they see one.

Leaning back on her heels, Cindy widens her legs slightly, clasping her hands behind her back. The position causes her breasts to jut out, pressing her nipples out against the sheer fabric of her costume.

“You see how she is dressed?” I ask Zandor. “She is wearing lace, not leather. She will be a good partner for your first time. But make sure you agree to the rules, between the two of you, before anything happens. Her presentation shows her desires. She wants to be treated like a lady, but she needs for you to be in control. Like you, she is not so very experienced.”

“What?” Zandor looks at me skeptically. “What do you mean? How can you possibly know that?”

I gesture for the blonde to leave us. “Go over there and wait for your master to claim you, Cindy.”

Immediately, she goes back to where she was sitting before, across the room.

“Everything is in the rules,” I tell him. “It’s part of the world we live in, part of the scene. That is the kind of woman who wants a stranger to spank her and fuck her, but still wants the illusion of romance. She needs someone who wants to dominate her full time, and take care of her. If she asked for my opinion, I would have told her to go somewhere else. This is a place for temporary engagements. Whereas this one,” I point to the redhead, who is smiling at me with open invitation. “Is a submissive of opportunity. She wants to lose control, for an hour…a weekend. But she is experienced enough to be comfortable in the scene, which tells me that she will be looking for something…special. A singular experience she can tuck away and revisit later, in her private moments.”

My eyes burn into hers, and my explanation takes a turn into something else. Something meant only for her and I. “She is looking for an eye-opening, stinging slap that will drive her over the edge at exactly the right moment. She wants a man who will fuck her, mind and body, like pleasure is her only purpose in the world. And when she’s screaming and begging for release, I will pull it out of her reach, at the last possible second. Because, more than anything, she wants the exhilarating feeling of being wildly…totally…helplessly…out of control.”

By the time I am finished with my description, the redhead is almost panting with desire. I have no doubt that underneath her leather harness, she is dripping with need, ready and waiting for my cock to penetrate her. For my body to conquer hers, completely. I glance over my shoulder, toward the entrance to the private lounge area. I raise an eyebrow. She nods, eagerly.

I turn toward him with a start. I’d almost forgotten he was there.

“So…can I go fuck Cindy now?”

I nod, because I am done mentoring for the evening. I have my target now, and nothing else matters but the slow burn, the build, and the eventual quench.

“Of course. Just remember that control is a responsibility, not a right. It can be taken away, just as easily as it is given.”

“Understood.”

Satisfied that I have done my part for my fellow man, I turn my attention back to the redhead.

“Go to the cross and wait for me.” I get up and slowly remove my jacket, folding it neatly over one arm. “It was nice meeting you, Zandor Steel.”

With a nod, I leave him to his fun. I circle the bar and go into one of the side rooms, where a Saint Andrew’s cross waits in the center of a dimly lit room. The redhead is there, on her knees, already assuming ‘the Position.’

“Get undressed.” I close the door behind me—but not all the way, in case there are any voyeurs who would like to peek in—and hang up my jacket. By the time I turn around, the redhead has taken off her scant leather thong, and is kneeling naked in front of the cross.

She is shaved bare, of course, and I can see for myself what my words have done to her. She is glistening already, and I have yet to touch her.

Behind me, I can hear whispers, and I don’t have to turn to know a small crowd of watchers has gathered outside. It’s not unusual for me, because they know who I am, I have a reputation, one I am proud of. Her chest is heaving, her nipples are hard and she waits in her pool of desire.

I unbutton the cuffs on my shirt as I look to my left and see Zandor, my new prodigy talking entirely too much to the girl wearing lace. I want to correct him but now is not the time. Now is show time, now is the time for me to release the anger of the date, to bring down sheets of glass and chaos on the lucky woman in front of me.

 

 

 

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Title: Eroe: St. Andrews: A Sabato Origin Story (Ties of Steel Book 3)

Author: M.J. Fields

Release Date: March 15, 2015

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Sabato Efisto was born from an unholy union, the bastard son of a martyred saint and the Devil. At least, that’s what he’s believed, for most of his life.

His father is an Italian crime lord, a man so dangerous that Sabato’s mother died trying to get away from him. For that tragedy, which happened on his seventh birthday, Sabato blames himself. Every year, he practices the ritual of self-punishment, flirting with death the way most boys his age flirt with girls.

Until ten years later, when he meets a sweet girl named Luciana, at St. Andrews of the Holy Cross. For the first time in his life, Sabato doesn’t want to end it. The darkness in his soul is replaced by hope. But, as the priests will tell you, the sins of the father are not easily escaped.

And those who are born into darkness must carry that cross forever….

 

 

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Abe: Four In Hand (Ties of Steel, #1)

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mjfieldsMJ Fields love of writing was in full swing by age eight. Together with her cousins, she wrote a newsletter for family members. The newsletter was put back into ‘publication’ in September of 2001 for the entertainment of her cousin on a Navy aircraft carrier in the gulf, (Her cousin is a female Navy officer and helicopter pilot).

She self-published her first New Adult romance in January 18, 2013. Today, she has completed four self-published series, The Love series, The Wrapped series,

The Burning Souls series, and The Men of Steel series.

Ties of Steel, (the first series spun off of some the Men of Steel series) book 1 ABE and Book 2 Dominic are now available.

The Norfolk series, has two titles available now, Irons 1 and Irons 2.

MJ is a USA Today and Amazon bestselling author. She lives in central New York, surrounded by family and friends. Her house is full of pets, friends, and noise ninety percent of the time, and she would have it no other way.

 

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******This book is intended for mature audiences, over 18 years of age
This book is a sequel, Book 2 in the Chianti Kisses series.

 

Everybody expects something of Dom, they have his entire life. His family expects HIM to lead, provide, and support them. His company and employees expect him to keep their business successful, intact. His wife, V, expects him to be the beST man he can be.

And then there are the expectations of his father and his “associates.”

Dom’s father, although long past, had left unfulfilled expectations of his own. Everything he built, bled for, killed for… died for, was left in Dom’s hands.

Dom tried to change things, set things straight, atone for the sins of his father and father-in-law. But, it hasn’t been easy. Many others benefitted from his business dealings, and aren’t willing to loose them so easily.

Emilio Rizzo has vowed to keep things the way they were. He’s waged a war to take full control from Dom, with no concern for the toll it will take on everyone involved. Innocents will be harmed, lives will will be taken, and hard-earned progress will be lost unless Dom steps in and fights the way he was born to.

Someone will be disappointed. Will it be his family, his employees, his father, or his beloved V, when he becomes…

BOSS.
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Pretty Pink Ribbons by K.L. Grayson Blog Tour & Giveaway

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Title: Pretty Pink Ribbons

Author: K.L. Grayson

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: March 24, 2015

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Photographer: Tomasz Zienkiewicz Photography

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Dying . . .
Dead . . .
Deceased . . .

It doesn’t matter how many times I say it or how many different names I give it, it still means the same thing. One of these days I’ll be nothing but a passing memory, a familiar face in a forgotten photo. But there’s three things I need before this life of mine ends . . .

I need to tell him I love him more than life itself.
I need to feel the strength of his arms wrapped around me just one more night.
Most of all, I need him to forgive me.

Eight years ago I broke the heart of the only man I’ve ever loved and today I’m moving home in hopes that he’ll let me put it back together. I’m not sure how many breaths I have left, but I’ll use each and every last one fighting for what I destroyed.

My name is Laney Jacobs and this is my journey.

 

 

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“I wish it was someone else,” she croaks, swallowing hard. “There are thousands of bad people in the world, but it happened to you.” I watch her eyes fill with tears and then I look away. It’s pathetic of me really; that I’m unable to look my best friend in the face when it’s obvious that she is struggling with this almost as much as I am. But I’ve cried my fair share of tears and although I’m certain my tear ducts have yet to dry up, I don’t want to cry tonight. Somehow I know that if I watch Mia break, then I’ll shatter right along with her.

“I’m glad it’s me.” She gasps, startled by my words, and I rush to try and explain. “If it wasn’t me, it would be someone else, and I would never wish this upon someone else. You know that saying that God will only give you what you can handle?”

She nods.

“Sometimes I tell myself that he just thinks I’m really strong and I can handle it, whereas someone else couldn’t.”

“Does that help?” she asks. “Does that make you feel better about it?”

“No, but it eases my mind. Sometimes when I’m having a good day, it brings me peace, however temporary it may be. But no, it doesn’t make me feel better.”

“Peace,” she whispers, seemingly trying the word on for size. “I want you to have peace.”

 

 

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3.5 stars

 

 

Pretty Pink Ribbons is a touching, and at times a heartbreaking story about having a second chance at your first and only love.   Eight years ago Laney broke Levi’s heart when he gave her an ultimatum, her dream of culinary school in California or him. Now she is back home, with her friends and family and willing to fight for the man she never stopped loving. But that’s not the only fight she must battle.

 

I am a sucker for second chance love stories so when I saw this one I couldn’t wait to check it out. Laney and Levi’s story was one of true young love that ended too soon. But it never really ended even with years and thousands of miles separating them. I will say that I did enjoy the story and liked the characters but in saying that I will add that I found I struggled to connect with both.   I found the story falling flat, it was good but I was left wanting more from it; more emotion and more connection between them cause I just wasn’t feeling it.  

Laney was such a great strong character and I truly admired all that she had to go through and how for the most part she fought it, keeping very outgoing and optimistic on her situation. She had her moments of breakdown, but anyone in that situation would.   I liked Levi’s character and really loved how he was with Laney and how he reacted to her telling her truth, how he stood beside her and gave her the support she needed, but I wanted to love him and there was just something about him that held me back from loving him.

 

It is a great story of these two characters finding their way back to each other as she had her own battle but I had issues with the writing of the story. At times throughout the book, it would flash back to the past, sometimes 8 years ago and sometimes a few days ago. I found the transition from the present to past and then back to be rough, it didn’t flow well for me and found myself being pulled me out of the story when it transitioned. Although the font style changed, to show the change in time but still found the change to be choppy. Also for the flash back to the past that was current time, I would have rather seen those parts as they happen, rather than have the story jump past them and then have the character daydream back to them.

 

Overall it was a good read, I enjoyed their story and seeing them come back together, I just think I would have enjoyed it much more if I could have built a connection with the characters.

 

 

 

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K.L. Grayson

K.L. Grayson resides in a small town outside of St. Louis, MO. She is entertained daily by her extraordinary husband, who will forever inspire every good quality she writes in a man. Her entire life rests in the palms of six dirty little hands, and when the day is over and those pint-sized cherubs have been washed and tucked into bed, you can find her typing away furiously on her computer. She has a love for alpha-males, brownies, reading, tattoos, sunglasses, and happy endings…and not particularly in that order.

 

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** Tempting Bad by M. Robinson Blog Tour **

 

 

Title: Tempting BAD

Author: M. Robinson

Release Date: March 24, 2015

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Brooke

I’ve come from a privileged life and an even more privileged upbringing. My parents taught me right from wrong and everything in between… except I wanted the gray area. I wanted to live life on the edge with the possibility of falling over. I didn’t care about the consequences because I had no heart…

I left that on the floor of my parents’ bedroom door, shattered.

And never went back to pick up the pieces.

Devon

Family first.

I learned the meaning of the word hate.

I learned that life is a battlefield and I stood frontline.

I learned that praying doesn’t work and God doesn’t listen.

And I learned how to be a man…

All at the receiving end of my father’s fists, my mother’s tears, and my sisters screams.

You can’t run away from your past…

It will always find you, especially when you’re asleep.

Warning: Book contains adult situations.

Sex/language. Mature readers only.

 

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4 stars 

 NOTE: I know people are saying this can be read as a stand alone however I don’t recommend reading this unless you’ve read the VIP trilogy. If you haven’t stop reading now, as there may be a spoiler below…

“Everyone has a story to tell, and even though every story starts with “Once Upon A Time,” it’s the beginning, middle and ending that make every story different.”

After reading VIP/MVP I was definitely curious to read what went down with Brooke and Devon and we finally find out.

“I was the girl your parents warned you about.
The one they told you not to trust.
The one to stay away from.
The one that could break your heart, and go back for more.
Just because I could.”

Growing up Brooke had a wonder life. Her parents were happy in love and she had the wealth and popularity to back it up. However, one night completely ruins everything she thought she knew and life for her will never be the same. After that a new VIP is born…

“You’re not your father…one day you will realize that.”

Devon had a rough upbringing. His father was the “golden” cop. Every one wanted to be him, date him or more. However, no one saw what went on behind closed doors. Many years later Devon still can’t get over what his father put him and his mother through and then he meets Brooke…

“I was the illusion.
I was the dream.
It was a game.
A game I wanted to play…
With Devon.”

 Through Ysa, Devon knows all about the VIP lifestyle but thinks if he gets through to Brooke he can save her. Forgetting that when VIP is in the way sometimes there is no saving…

“Be careful, child, don’t play with fire unless you intend to get burned; that girl is nothing but flames.”

Can two damaged souls fix each other? Or are some things irreparable?

Hate.
Was my meaning of the word love.”

I did enjoy being able to see what happened to Devon and Brooke to turn them into the people they are today. Brooke was so broken inside and it just escalated until she only knew how to live and breathe VIP. I definitely liked Devon more in this book especially after the way MVP ended. He had many demons due to his father that he struggled with inside. However, I still can’t get over the whole Devon/Ysa thing. Yes it seemed like they used each other but still…ugh.  I liked their storyline but I still felt like I needed more by the end. I wanted to see more of what the future held. Is there another book in store? Only M. Robinson knows.

“I wouldn’t come to understand until several years later…VIP. It wouldn’t just change her life. It would change mine as well.”

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I was there, but I wasn’t.

I danced around in a sea of emptiness and longing, it moved around me easily, carelessly, harshly.

It was all and it was nothing.

It made me full and it made me empty.

It pleased me and it dismayed me.

I didn’t care. I was there to do a job. To be a VIP. I played my part beautifully, just as I always did. Letting myself get taken away on empty promises of nothing, but somehow seemed like everything. 

M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex!