Friday, November 28, 2014

Wowzers! Hot Deals for Book Lovers


I hope everyone had a wonderful and joyful day yesterday and were able to spend time with their family and friends on Thanksgiving. I know I enjoyed spending time with mine. 

It's hard to believe Christmas is just around the corner, and today kicks off the start of some pretty awesome sauce deals, especially for people who love to read, like me *Smiles*

Decadent Publishing books are 50% off on All Romance eBooks, and yep, that includes my brand new title, Spanked by the Bad Boy which is the first book in a standalone series of books called Bad Boy Fever. So, go on, catch the fever, and find out what's good about a bad boy *Winks*

You can also hop online at allromance.com and search for product tag #AREBLAST to find tons of deals, including 25% off on Evernight Publishing titles.

Speaking of Evernight Publishing, they are also having a 25% off sitewide sale from from today 11/28 to 12/1. So you could pick up my newest release Confessions of a Chocoholic and have some ooey gooey fun!

And, TODAY ONLY you can get 30% off print books on Amazon US with HOLIDAY30 at checkout! 

Well, I'm off to buy some great romance reads of my own!

XoXo
London


 
 
“To love is to burn, to be on fire.”
--Jane Austen


Thursday, November 27, 2014

A Dream Across Time by C.R. Moss



Dream Across Time by +C.R. Moss 
Series: Raritan Manor Ranch, Book 1

Genres: Paranormal, Time Travel, Erotic Romance

Heat Level: 3
Word Count: 32, 880
ISBN: 978-1-77233-067-0
Editor: Tricia Kristufek

Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs


A woman in love. A ghost in need. A man possessed.
Evelyn Sheridan is in love with Raritan Manor Ranch’s resident ghost, Quinn, but can only experience his embrace in her dreams.
Quinn VanAlder, who doesn’t realize he’s a ghost, loves Eve and wishes she’d stop saying they can’t be together.
While at the ranch, Alex VanAlder arrives for a visit, and Evelyn’s hopes rise. Perhaps she will be able to have a real relationship after all. Alex, though, has no interest in Evelyn. Yet, every time the house cat, Myrddin, comes around, Alex feels like a man possessed and wants Eve with a passion.

Caught between loving a ghost and putting up with a man who can’t make up his mind, Evelyn is at a loss. Can the magic of the ranch help Evelyn to stop being caught between two worlds?







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Adult Excerpt for Dream Across Time by C.R. Moss

Evelyn allowed him to lay her down on the hay and didn’t protest when he lifted her top. Enraptured by the heady sensations of his kisses on her bare skin, she lost track of the world around her. Before she knew it, her clothes were off and discarded. She lay naked and submitted to his apprising contemplation.
His gaze, smoldering with sexual hunger, followed the path his hands made down her shoulders to her breasts. Warm palms massaged her mounds, then moved on, exploring her body, caressing her down to her toes. Waves of desire rolled through her.
Quinn’s lips trailed over her body, tracing the course his hands had. His kisses began with each foot, then coursed up her skin, sweetly kissing her navel before traveling up. When he reached her breasts again, he outlined each rosy peak with the tip of his tongue.
Gasping in sweet pleasure, she arched her back, inviting him to take her fully. He understood the willing invitation and suckled on one nipple, then the other as his hands resumed their discovery of her body and slipped between her legs. His touches sent shivers of delight through her that ebbed and flamed with each of his movements.
Evelyn, never feeling such pure and explosive pleasure before, reveled in the euphoria coursing through her. She yearned for more and shifted so he could access her easier.
He stopped, breathing in heavy pants. “My sweet, innocent Evelyn, I have waited so long for this, but I shall stop if you want me to.”
“What do you mean, stop?” her sultry voice questioned.
Quinn lay on top of her and kissed her. His body fit hers perfectly, and his cock pushed at her through his pants. That’s when she understood. An aching need she never felt before brewed within her. Returning his kiss with just as much force, she put her hands between their bodies.
“Evelyn?” Quinn propped himself up on his elbows.
She didn’t respond. Her desires had taken over. She worked quickly to remove his shirt, exposing his hairless, smooth and soft chest and abdomen. He quivered when her fingers traced his muscles. She leaned up and gave his pectoral a quick kiss.
“Evelyn, does this mean…?”
“Yes.” She pulled him down to her, taking his mouth with demanding command. She sensed the thrill of his arousal once he removed his pants. Their bodies entwined, skin to skin, woman to man. She needed more.



Author Bio:
An eccentric and eclectic writer, C.R. Moss pens stories for the mainstream and erotic romance markets, giving readers Worlds of Possibilities.
More about C.R. Moss: 
So what does she write? She writes stories from the light and sweet to the dark and deadly with varying degrees of sexual heat. Writing as C.R. Moss gives her and her muses the freedom to explore worlds of possibilities when it comes to love. And where does the tag line “Love & Lust in the Wild West” fit in? Well, for one, she lives in NV. Two, her stories take place, either in part or in full, in and around the Las Vegas area. In fact, even this website sports “a look of home.” The background picture was taken in an area just a few miles west of Las Vegas and happens to be the inspiration for the setting of the Double D Ranch Tales saga.
She also has a passion for penning dark fiction. Writing under the name Casey Moss allows her to slate other stories under Horror ~ Paranormal ~ Suspense ~ Thriller ~ Urban Fantasy.  Visit: http://caseymossbooks.com/

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Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Mid Week Tease - Light a Candle for the Beast by Echo Shea #Giveaway #MWTease

 

Welcome to Mid Week Tease, where my author friends and I post a little something from a WIP, flash fiction piece or from some of our published work for you, the readers. As always, a HUGE thanks to fellow author Sandra Bunino for creating this weekly event.  

This week I'm doing something a bit different. Instead of doing a meme, I want to share a brand new, hot off the press release from fellow Roane Publishing author, Echo Shea.



Happy book birthday Light a Candle for the Beast!
 
Light a Candle for the Beast
Publisher: Roane Publishing
Genre: Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
Keywords: Romance, Paranormal, Paranormal Romance, Fairy Tale, Beauty and the Beast
Release Date: November 26, 2014


If you’ve ever been caught in a riptide, pulled down into the water, then you know me. Or, more accurately, what I’m like when I’m angry.

Delia was beautiful, smart, and kind. He wasn’t. He said he loved her, but he didn’t know what love was. He was manipulative and cruel—more than a thief. A beast.


All she wanted was a rose…  These are the words on my sister’s grave. Her sadness, her obsession, forever a reminder I didn’t--couldn’t save her.
I’m not vindictive or cruel. I’m simply as the river--my memory is winding and my reach is long. I watched him steal her beauty, her essence. Watched him become a beast. He thought he'd get away with it, thought he'd go free.
I lay a rose upon my sister's grave.
Light a candle for the beast.


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About Echo Shea
Echo Shea is an Urban Fantasy writer. Known for fast-paced and sometimes chilling prose, she hunkers down at her desk with characters that not only enchant, but excite her. There’s something so freeing about writing beyond what seems possible.

Who says there’s not something more hiding in these Maryland woods?

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Tuesday, November 25, 2014

A Diva in Manhattan by Aubrie Dionne #Giveaway






Genre: Contemporary Sweet Romance


Fresh off a successful Italian tour, soprano soloist Alaina Amaldi returns to America on cloud nine. The Metropolitan Opera has invited her to guest star in their performance of Mozart’s Magic Flute, and she’s singing at the top of her game. But, to act the part of the sweet, young Pamina in love, she has to be likeable; something that has never come easily to her. On a quest to soften her diva-like image, she volunteers at an arts school for underprivileged children. Too bad the kids call her the opera witch…

Brett Robinson has moved to Manhattan to start afresh. Used to living on his own as a logger, he finds a job with a construction company repairing the sidewalk in front of the Metropolitan Opera House. What he didn’t count on was for one of those hoity-toity divas to strut straight past him and into his heart!

However, Brett knows that a guy like him doesn’t have a chance with a woman like Alaina. That is until an older woman asks him to attend a fundraiser, posing as her Wall Street stockbroker son. Before he knows it, Brett’s drinking cocktails with the gorgeous diva! Trouble is, she thinks he’s quite a few billion dollars richer. Is she as shallow as everyone claims, or will she still love what she sees when the tux comes off?



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~About the Author~ 


Aubrie Dionne is an author and flutist in New England. Her books have received the highest ratings from Romance Times Magazine and BTS Magazine, as well as Night Owl Reviews and Two Lips Reviews. She has guest blogged on the USA Today Happy Ever After Blog and the Dear Teen Me blog and signed books at the Boston Book Festival, Barnes and Noble, and the Romance Writers of America conference. Her books are published by HarperImpulse, Entangled Publishing, Astraea Press, Spencer Hill Press, Inkspell Publishing, and Lyrical Press. When she's not writing, Aubrie teaches flute and plays in orchestras.


Author Links:  Twitter        Site       Blog      Goodreads


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Aubrie is giving away jewelry and purse during her tour (US only). 
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Monday, November 24, 2014

Spanked by the Bad Boy Book Tour #Giveaway





 

As the personal assistant to the owner of one of the top engineering firms in Denver, Tiffany Brooks has worked hard at maintaining a professional fa├žade, intent on ridding herself of terrible habits—like her attraction to bad boys. But when the owner of DC Construction rides his chopper into her world two years after their one-time anonymous sexual encounter, everything turns upside down.

Declan Cage is the type of guy who makes a lasting impression, especially with women, yet the gorgeous assistant at Stoub Engineering never remembers his name—or does she? Intrigued by her game, her sexier than sin body, and an infuriating prissy attitude, Ms. Brooks is begging to be taken into hand, and he’s the man to do it.

Armed with the knowledge Declan doesn’t recognize her, will Tiffany give in to her desire for him yet again, or will her past come back to haunt them both and ruin their chance at something real?



 

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Adult Excerpt:


Listening to Declan’s words, Tiffany’s sex fluttered. The fact she had firsthand
knowledge of how good he was contributed to the moisture pooling between her legs.
She recalled the first time they had been in such close proximity, and part of her knew
she should have never fallen prey to him, especially since he’d come to the party with a
woman who had clearly adored him, but, regardless, she knew why she had. And it
wasn’t the exhilaration of being fucked senseless while the merriment of the partygoers
echoed outside the partially closed door. It wasn’t even the taboo of it, his being off
limits, or the fact their little indiscretion could have been exposed so easily. No. It was
the same now and then. She couldn’t stop her weakness for bad, rough-and-tumble
men.

Any fear he might remember their one brief time together had subsided. He truly
didn’t recognize her from Eve, which bothered her most of all because she must be
pathetically transparent. How could he know what to say to her and how to say it?
Perhaps some sort of bad-boy pheromone emanated from her skin. Maybe when she
was around Declan, she broadcast the signal, “Take me and fuck me ’til I can’t feel my
legs.” Conceivably, he could read her like an open book, and, somehow, had honed in on
the dirty bits scattered across the pages of her psyche.

Before she could go over all the reasons she should leave, the biggest being he was
completely wrong for her, he’d tugged her to the couch, sat down, and taken her with
him.

“Straddle me, sugar,” he said in a sandpaper voice, all grit.

Willing to go where she knew she shouldn’t tread, she did what he asked, throwing
one leg over his lap, knees sinking into the leather cushion on either side of his denim
clad thighs. His hands went to her hips. Slid down farther, where he stopped. His
fingertips touched her flesh. Using his thumbs, he stroked the front of her thighs,
undoing her. Shivers traversed her arms and legs. Her sex pulsed.

He inched her skirt up, working until the fabric bunched around her waist. When cool
air struck the back of her thighs, one side of his mouth quirked up. He appeared pleased with himself for exposing her panties.

“I’ll give you exactly what you crave,” he said and ripped the thong from her body.
Tiffany sucked in a breath. He threw the tattered silk to the floor with his right hand
while flicking her clit ring with the forefinger of his left. “Nice adornment.” He tugged on
her piercing, giving her the right amount of pressure. “But you need me to scratch your
itch, don’t you, baby?”

She’d come too far to lie about what she needed now. Nodding, she whispered,
“Harder.”

He chuckled, and the sound was a flashpoint of sensation added to the slow stroke of
the fingers he’d slipped between her crease.

She leaned forward, hand resting on the top of the sofa by his head, and kissed him.
While their tongues tangled, he rubbed her, his other hand going to her hair where he
tugged the clip, releasing the long strands. They tumbled down her back in time with his
palm curling around the base of her neck, claiming her.

Oh, she liked the way he took possession. Everything feminine inside her needed the pure maleness of him.

Tiffany nibbled at his bottom lip, pulling scant inches from his mouth. “You make me
burn,” she admitted.

“The feeling is mutual,” he said and plunged a finger inside of her.

“Ahh, yeah,” she uttered her approval.

He shoved his finger deeper. “You’re so wet.”

“Yes.”

Her hand went to his bulging crotch. She squeezed him through his jeans. He
groaned. With nimble fingers, she unbuttoned his fly, freeing his thick cock from the
denim. When the heavy head rested in her palm, she smiled. He was fantastic, and she’d
known from past experience he’d be commando.

Wrapping her fingers around the base of his superb erection, she began to pump him.
“Good?”

“Hell, yes,” he said and fingered her in earnest, inserting another. His thumb pressed
hard against her clitoris, sending heated spikes of sensation through her body.
She moaned, spreading the silken pre-cum leaking from him with her fingertip and
licking her lips. Tiffany wanted to taste him. Put her lips over the crown. Skim her mouth along his shaft. Take him down the back of her throat. She swallowed, knowing the feeling when she took him inside her pussy would be even better. She needed to experience her sex stretched over the head of his dick again. The fiery invasion. The awareness of being totally filled when he pressed into her tight channel.

Her chest heaving, she mumbled, “Condom.”

“Sorry, sugar. We’ll have to settle for this,” he said. Declan removed his fingers from
her body and tugged her hips down on him before he placed his steel between her
feminine folds. “Slide your sweetness along the length of my cock.”

Oh, God. She was so slick, she easily made the glide up and down, her chest rubbing
against his.

In the next instant, he splayed his large hands across her ass, pulling her against him
even tighter. This was good, sex without penetration, something she’d never done
before, and the delicious sensation had her nipples pebbled hard against the material of
her bra, but when he flicked out his tongue, everything got better. She moaned and gave
him access to her neck, where he wasted no time and tickled the hollow of her throat
before he nipped at the soft flesh with his teeth. She shivered.

“There you go.” The vibration of his deep voice sent a wave of pleasure across the
canvas of her flesh. Every part of her body hungered for his touch. He slapped her ass.
She jumped and lost her rhythm—taken aback. “Faster,” he demanded, and she didn’t
have time to consider if she liked the swat or not. He spanked her again. “Move your fine
ass.”

She complied, sliding herself up and down. He slapped her ass once more, but this
time the sensation sent a buzz to her already-stimulated clit. The joy spreading across
her caught— a wildfire.

“Again,” she uttered in a breathy voice.

“Like that, do you?”

God help her, she did.

“Yes.”

Moving against him in an intimate skin-on-skin lap dance, he tapped her ass in
stinging blows. Heat shot up her spine. She connected with his stormy-sea-colored
eyes—their breathing harsh and ragged.

Bang. Bang. Bang….

“Boss,” a man’s muffled voice came through the door.

“Not now!” Declan yelled, his exhalation of warm breath bathing her cheek as he
pumped his hips upward. Never breaking his gaze from her, he swatted her ass.

“We have the concrete forms done, so you need to come take a look at them,” the man
said.

“Later!” Declan’s palm swirled over the sweet sting of where the last blow connected.

“Okay, boss, but we can’t….”

The sound of his next open palm swat echoed off the walls and bit into her flesh a
little harder, but she continued to work him between the folds of her sopping pussy. He
squeezed her ass before he separated her likely rosy globes and pressed a finger to her
pucker, adding a new darkly pleasurable sensation to rage through her body.

Clit ring swiping along his hard dick, she announced, “I’m going to come.” He
smacked her bottom, the tingle working into the oncoming climax. The next blow had
Tiffany spilling over the edge, shaking, listening to some construction worker talk
through the door. If he came in, there was nothing she could do. She was too far gone in
her own ecstasy to care. “Ahh….” she moaned, her orgasm thundering through her,
pussy clenching on air, ass tightening over the tip of his thumb.

Declan pressed his forehead to hers. “Stay with me.” When she wavered, he took over,
both hands on her hips, fingers digging into her flesh, lifting her up and down as though
she weighed nothing. “Shit, yeah.”

He grunted. Brow furrowed.

His body shuddered against hers. His cock jerked between her labia. His release shot
hot cum up between them.

Without missing a beat, Declan took her with his tongue, swallowing her panting
breaths while their bodies quaked against one another.
 




 


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