Saturday, 28 February 2015

Release Day Blitz : Accepting Cherry, by Chrissy Snyder




Twirl me around and watch me spin, a modern day princess lives within…

Charisa has a perfect life. Just like her favored Princesses, she is living the life every girl dreams of: her very own fairytale, but even the sweetest fairytales must come to an end. When happiness is at its peak, fate steps in and one by one she loses everything.

Picking up the pieces to a broken life can be long and bumpy. Most often than not things get worse before they get better.

Despite her despair and the hell she’s been drug through time and time again, she finds love and begins to plan a future as none other than Mrs. Prince Charming. Convinced she’s going to finally get her happily ever after fate steps in once again and she suffers betrayal and shame at the greatest degree.

Will she give the idea of love a second chance and find her one and only or will her dark secrets prevent her from truly finding herself?

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Behind every prince is a story left untold. 
Look behind the mask and you’ll see it unfold…

Sawyer has lived a charmed life. He’s the catch every girl is after when dreaming of her very own storybook ending. In real life, though, nothing is like it is in a fairytale. One childhood event can forever affect how a man looks at love and relationships, even a golden guy like Sawyer. 

Those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it. Isn’t that what everyone has always taught in history class? He doesn’t have time for love or commitment.
Even the most skeptical with love can sometimes find it in the strangest of places, when that one special someone catches his eye, suddenly leaving him dazed and confused.

The only way to reap the benefits of true love is to put your own demons behind and give love a shot…

When secrets start to arise will the two beat the odds or part ways and let it destroy them both?







             Tonight is a big night. I’ve taken my time to ensure that I look good.  I stare in the mirror as I admire the new lingerie I have to wear tonight.  I used my uniform allowance to get this sexy getup.  Roger expects us to always be fresh, never wearing the same outfit within a month rotation because of the regulars. There are no lower class sleezeballs here.  This is where the big dogs come out and play.  This is the most private club in town.  If you knew who some of our highest paying customers were you would know why. 

I have a birthday party that’s reserved the front table of the stage tonight, a group of ten men, all drunk off their asses already I’m sure.  I could tell when I peeked out the door as they arrived that a few of them are newbies by their drooling, excited demeanor.  This is what makes my job interesting and fun:  breaking them in.  A man gets a good first time and they’ll be coming back for more, meaning more cash for me.  I place my tall heel into the seat of my chair and rub baby oil down my leg, giving me a sexy edge.  Plus, it keeps the hands from going past the point of restriction. 
            I finish the other leg and take one final look in the mirror.  It’s a sexy version of a clown; a white baby doll trimmed in all of the bright colors. The birthday hat and the sexy makeup top it off.  My ruffle front thong is orange and it is the final dessert of the hour.  I paint my lips with a matching cherry-red lipstick like my name and smack them in the mirror.
            “Cherry, you’re up in ten.  Don’t keep them waiting.  This is my biggest payout of the night.”
            I roll my eyes in the mirror at the sound of Roger’s voice as he pokes his head inside the door.  Show the man green and he’d lease us out in private hotels I’m sure.  He would never admit that though. 
            “I’ll be right out, Roger.” 
            He likes me though, because something about my pretty face keeps his pockets full.   I’ve already been up on stage a few times tonight, so for now I’ll be circulating the room.  “Showtime,” I mumble, and strut out into the club, ready for action.
            The club is packed with businessmen lingering in various sections of the club. I love weekends. It’s when all of the high rollers come out to play. They each have a different story: some leaving their wives at home for a fresh piece, some making this their last stop before walking the aisle, and the rest college kids looking for a little fun. I don’t care what they’re here for as long as their pockets are empty when they leave and they leave everything in the club; after all, I didn’t make them come here.
I look around the room, spotting my party sitting in front of the stage. There are a few cute ones in this batch. This is going to be fun. My eyes lock on one.  He takes me in and gives me a smirk before he starts to approach me. “Hey there, sexy. What can I do for you?”
He broadens his smile and gives me a wad of cash. “I need a favor.”
“Oh yeah. What’ll it be, Darlin’?”
He leans in to whisper in my ear, refraining from touching me because he knows it’s against the rules unless he’s buying a dance. “It’s my boy’s birthday. There is enough there for a hefty tip if you’ll take him to the VIP room for more privacy. I’ve already booked the dance.”
I look around for Roger to confirm. I find him standing across the room and he nods at me, giving me the go ahead. This guy has some nice friends.  A private lap dance is easily a grand and paid up front to Roger.  It is explained that’s before the tip, so this guy knows the rules, meaning he’s been here before. “Okay, sexy, but that’s an awfully generous gift to give someone else. Are you sure you don’t want it for yourself?” He’s cute. I wouldn’t mind giving him the dance.
He leans back to look at me. “As much as I would love to watch you grinding on top of me, my boy comes first, sexy. Maybe another time; I’ll be back.” He winks and backs away with a large grin on his face. I shrug seductively as I watch him leave. His loss.
            I head to the VIP room to get ready for my dance, greeting Gerry at the door.  All private rooms have a bouncer keeping guard to ensure that the women are safe at all times.  As I’m getting my music queued up, I hum softly under my breath and wait for my client to arrive. A few moments in and there is a knock at the door.  I walk over and open it. Greeting me on the other side of the door is an incredibly sexy man.  Hell yes, this is going to be fun.
Something about his face looks familiar, but I can’t place it.  He has dark hair, intense green eyes, and is physically fit by the defined muscle protruding from his fitted shirt.  He must have come here right after work, because he is wearing a suit, but he’s removed the jacket and he rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt, revealing tattoos running up his arms.  I don’t know what it is about a man with rolled up sleeves and tattoos, but it turns me on in a way I don’t understand.  Maybe it’s the business meets bad boy persona.  Whatever it is has me motivated to get closer to him, making my job easier.
 I step aside to let him enter. “Hi, I’m Cherry.”
He studies me for a moment with heated eyes.  The way he looks at me is as if he’s seen me before, like he knows me.
“Hi, Cherry.”  My name rolls off his tongue in the most sexual manner, causing a rush of excitement between my legs.  This is going to be one hell of a night: sexy and seductive. 
The music starts to play and I place one hand in the center of my sexy stranger’s chest, grabbing a handful of black material.  I walk backward and drag him over to the seating area before turning, pushing him backwards until he falls onto the couch behind him, giving me a deep, sexy laugh along the way.
“Damn,” he says, egging me on.  Not wasting any time, I place each hand on the back of the couch to each side of his shoulders and flip my hair from side to side.  It starts the full body roll that follows, pressing each segment of skin to his clothing, ending with my pelvis.  I stand and turn, closing in on him, resting against him in a sitting position.  I shake my ass against his crotch, enjoying the feel of it hardening beneath me.  While cupping my breasts I roll my head back, grinding to the beat of the music.  Turning my head to the side, I watch his eyes glaze over as I touch my body, skimming my hands down in a slow motion.  I continue gyrating on his lap, listening to his breathing pick up, confirming the arousal that is pressing into the crack of my ass.
  I breathe in deeply…. smelling his citrusy aftershave; something I would say is unique to him.  My hormones are quickly running wild, something different than normal. It doesn’t take me long to get lost in the music and this sexy man pressed against my backside as I allow him to become familiar with my body.  Time stands still…for a while.  I hear him grunt, praising me for the havoc I’m causing on his cock and he isn’t even naked. 
I finish out the dance as the song comes to an end, standing and adjusting my outfit.  He stands as I run my fingers through my hair and I watch as he fishes in his pockets.  He pulls out a wad of cash, handing it all to me.  I briefly stare at him in shock, but brush it off and reach for it. He doesn’t immediately turn it loose. 
“How much for house calls?”
I’m about to say something, anything to deny his question, but he beats me to the punch.
“Listen, I don’t usually come to places like this, but I’m here, and now that I am, I kind of like it.  You have a beautiful body.  Let me show you what I can do with mine,” he finishes quietly. 
What a generous man, but I can tell he enjoyed the dance from the large bulge at the front of his pants, so I know what he’s referring to. 
“I don’t think so, sweetie.”
I’m ready to thank him and leave when he grabs my hand, pulling me to him.  He presses his lips to mine before I even know what’s happening.  I can taste the whiskey on his breath.  Poor guy is so drunk I don’t think he knows what he’s asking me, but the way his hands introduce themselves to my backside I can’t be sure.  He pulls away and touches his index finger to my lips, silencing me. 
“Think about it.  The club closes at two.  I’ll be outside waiting if you decide to take me up on my offer.  Sometimes outside of the norm can be freeing…”




Chrissy Snyder writes New Adult Erotic romance. She loves tattooed bad boys and misunderstood women with happy ever afters. She divides her time between writing and reading when not loving on her very jealous furbaby, Mylo. If she isn’t writing about heartache or second chances, then she is managing her busy household with her very supportive hubby and two teens. She dreams of travelling to Europe, Costa Rica and Hawaii








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Friday, 27 February 2015

Cover Reveal : The Breed : Nora's Choice, by Alice K.Wayne

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The Breed: Nora’s Choice
by Alice K. Wayne
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February 27, 2015




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Nora is a fiery independent beauty with an attitude cold enough to freeze any man's heart.  Any Man except Quinn Roberts; the Breed's newest and most vicious weapon as the war against the Hunters, who is hell bent on making his mate see what their love could be.
With each of them bearing the scars of a brutal past, will the bond they share be enough to heal them, or with war and bloodshed encircling them, will their bond be destroyed before it even has a chance to begin?



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Alice K. Wayne is a young paranormal romance/ erotica writer, born and raised in the Motor city. From a young age books became her favorite escape, and that love eventually turned to writing. Alice loves traveling, is a self proclaimed foodie, absolute camera whore, and like all good Detroiters, is completely obsessed with Red Wings hockey.






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Cover Reveal : Rendezvous, by Arie Lane




Title: Rendezvous
Author: Arie Lane
Release Date: April 8th 2015
Cover Designed by: Christina Badder of CBB Productions






***WARNING*** This book is intended for 18+ due to strong language, violent scenarios, and sexual content.
This book is the completion to the book Tryst. It is NOT a standalone, and it DOES NOT end in a cliffhanger.
After having the love of his life walk away, Tristan is left with only one option, to find her and bring her home. He finds the help he needs in locating her from a most unexpected source. But no matter how much he wants her by his side, he knows she will never agree, so long as Darla is out there looking to destroy her.
Bentley has made some hard decisions in her life, but none harder than walking away from the one person she's come to love more than life itself. She knows Darla will never stop until one of them is dead. Having Tristan by her side just leaves him at risk, and gives Darla an extra piece of leverage to torment her with.
If you love someone, set them free. If they come back they're yours; if they don't they never were.
Richard Bach
What happens when you just can't let go? When you know without a doubt they belong with you, but will never come back?

















Arie Lane is an avid reader and stay at home mom to two beautiful little boys. When not writing or chasing them around she is usually catching up with other Indie authors and constantly keeping up with new blogs. 
She loves to connect with people and is proud that she finally had the courage to put some of her crazy thoughts into written words. From the time she started reading her nose was always stuck in a book and she's couldn't be happier that now she's encouraging others to get their noses stuck also. Even if her readers are of the +18 variety.






Thursday, 26 February 2015

VOULOIR, by JD Chase, by is LIVE!!!

WARNING: CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT SUITABLE FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. CONTAINS BDSM ELEMENTS AND POTENTIAL TRIGGERS FOR SOME READERS.



  Vouloir: French meaning ‘to want’. Want: To have a desire to possess something or someone; To have a strong desire to do something; To wish for something or someone; To desire sexually; To require something to be attended to in a particular manner. 
Sexual Therapist by day and desirable Domme by night, La Veuve Noire is struggling to keep up with demand for her services. Whether it’s fixing them up or tying them down, Veuve’s skills are legendary. Juggling her demanding roles with looking after a mysterious nineteen year old, the Kid, her life is a balancing act. But the tart with a heart cannot resist taking on ‘just one more’ client. The problem is, there’s always ‘just one more’ client, and each one appears more needy than the last. 

Like Dean, the barman who’s taken advantage of his drunken boss and has to face up to being a flop between the sheets. 

Like Dan, a teenager in crisis who is contemplating the unthinkable.  

Juggling so much inevitably means that something gets dropped occasionally. 

La Veuve Noire, The Black Widow, hates to fail at anything and like everything in life, the higher the stakes, the greater the potential loss. With everyone turning to her in sheer desperation, she turns to her usual means of escape: the club, Vouloir. 

But Vouloir now holds a reminder of a distant past she strives to forget. Blond hair, blue eyes and unmistakable dominance tinged with danger. 

Is Jones the key to the Kid’s future? Or will he simply unlock the painful past?  

This three part series runs parallel/post parallel with Rouge Passion and features some of RP’s characters but it can be read as a standalone series. 

WARNING: CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT SUITABLE FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. CONTAINS BDSM ELEMENTS AND POTENTIAL TRIGGERS FOR SOME READERS.
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 ▼ BUY LINKS ▼ AmazonUS: http://amzn.com/B00U0NZN7M AmazonUK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00U0NZN7M AmazonCA: http://www.amazon.ca/dp/B00U0NZN7M AmazonAU: http://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B00U0NZN7M
 

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Title: Vouloir: Passion Noire Book One
Author: JD Chase
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Erotic Romance
Cover Design: Chris Young
Photography Credit: © oshepkov, © jonbilous, © QQ7 All images: Fotolia.com
Release Date: 26th February 2015


 

 

 


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 I love reading - almost as much as I love writing.. I relish the sheer escapism of losing myself in a book that grips me and takes me on an emotional roller coaster. I regularly mourn the passing of a good book - am I the only one who turns the pages more slowly when you don’t want a great book to end? I love a good steamy romance and I adore sexy alpha males. I also have more than a passing interest in BDSM (nod, nod … wink, wink). One day, I put pen to paper (well fingers to keyboard, actually) and the Orion the Hunter series was born. Little did I know that, at that moment, I was sowing the seeds of change. For, just a few months later, as a somewhat bewildered Amazon Kindle bestselling Indie author, I quit my career as an education professional to write full time. Scary stuff, I think you’ll agree. 2013 was a very difficult year for me for personal reasons. It taught me how fragile life is and how important it is to grab it with both hands and ride the hell out of it. So in 2014, I began my comeback with the Amazon #1 Bestselling Erotica/Romantic Erotica bestselling series, Rouge Passion. I also met many of my favourite authors and so many lovely readers at my first signing event in Edinburgh. I flipped Stu Reardon’s kilt! Happy days … I have big plans for 2015. I’m signing at several more author events around the UK and I’m pouring my heart and soul into what I consider my best series yet - by far! Cue Passion Noire, a three part series revolving around La Veuve Noire - a sexual therapist by day and a desirable Domme by night. But fear not, sexy alphas are still on the menu. I mean … this is me!
 





Wednesday, 25 February 2015

Beneath His Darkness by Renee Dyer.

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HAPPY RELEASE DAY !


Title: Beneath His Darkness
Series: Healing Hearts
Author: Renee Dyer
Release Date: February 23, 2015
SYNOPSIS
If I could describe my world in a color, it would be black.
My heart is black. My mind is black. Everything is black.
I let darkness take over when I was sixteen. That’s when my world fell apart.
That’s when I learned Tucker Stavros took my life away from me.
I’ve spent years allowing the darkness to comfort me; letting it take my emotions and box them up.
Why do I need emotions anyway? They only make me weak. I need to be strong for what needs to be done.
What needs to be done, you ask?
That’s simple. Destroy Tucker. Bring him to his knees. Show him how it feels to lose everything.
Well, that was the plan, until Cammie Richards walked into my life.
Now there are gray areas — slight color bleeding through the black.
What happens when she looks beneath my darkness and sees the monster lurking there?
Will she run away or try to save me?
How do I tell her I can’t be saved?
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
From a young age Renee Dyer had a love of writing, starting with a doodle pad at age four that soon turned into journals and later computer documents.
Poetry became short stories and short stories became a novel.  
Although she's surrounded by males all day having three sons, a husband and a hyperactive chocolate lab, she still finds time to be all woman when she escapes into the fantasy of reading and writing romance.
 That is, until she needs male perspective and garners eye rolling from her husband.  She's a true New Englander.  
You'll find her screaming profanity at her TV while the Pats play and cuddling under blankets during the cold seasons (which is most of them) reading a good book.  
To her snow is not a reason to shut things down, only a reason to slow down and admire the beauty.  Ask her questions and she'll answer them.  She's an open book, pun fully intended.
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E-MAIL - Reneedyerauthor@gmail.com
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