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Tuesday, 31 May 2016

Book Spotlight: #99c Business and Pleasure by Jinni James

Elizabeth Hamilton is a smart and successful business woman with not one business but two. After the death of her parents, she takes over their company Neo Corp then starts one of her own right out of college. A publishing company that Alexander Preston and his associate Rachel would love to get their hands on. Unfortunately, Elizabeth isn’t in the market to sell. 

Elizabeth fights the spark between her and Alex but quickly realizes there’s no fighting with chemistry. She battles with the internal struggle between her desire for this man and the passion for her company. 

Hidden secrets are unearthed. Betrayal and loss run deep. Fighting for what she believes in, as well as her companies, may just cost her the ultimate price. 

Could Elizabeth end up with nothing or everything she could have ever hoped for? 

Featured FREE Book: Only for the Weekend by Ella Sheridan


She’s his completely…but only for the weekend. 

When a rock star Dom is asked to teach a lovely woman to submit, she turns out to be his sister’s best friend—the woman he left behind years ago. Can he show her the ropes and watch her walk away this time, or will she leave him yearning for more? 

When Jane Jacobs flies to Las Vegas for a blind date with a Dom, she’s expecting a stranger who’ll show her how to submit sexually—but she’s not expecting him to be masked. Or every bit as powerful, magnetic and sexy as the man of her dreams, rock drummer Vincent O’Connell. Her volcanic response to this commanding stranger shocks her, and leaves her daring to hope she’s finally free of her obsession with Vincent. Until her Dom reveals the man behind the mask. 

Vincent knows agreeing to dominate Jane is a calculated risk. But the innocently sultry blonde has figured in his own fantasies for years, and he’s damned if he’ll let another man explore her submissive depths. When their encounter flames hotter and more satisfying than any in his memory, he knows that to keep her, he must tell her the truth. But that means revealing more than just his face. 

It means showing her his heart. 

Featured FREE Book: In Too Deep by Brenda Manson


Nora had always lived a life consumed by the shadows, engulfed to the point where she felt her life would end. It wasn't until her baby sister, Emerson was born that she felt true love. Emerson gave Nora's life hope and meaning once again. Nora would do anything to keep Emerson safe. With an alcoholic and incompetent mother, Janet, Nora was tasked with raising Emerson; and had never known any support from anyone else.

It was a dusky, somber evening when Janet brought home a very dark, brooding stranger. This stranger reeked of something dank and foul, and seemed to be more interested in Emerson than Janet! Nora is faced with no other decision than to protect her sister at all costs. Janet refuses to believe the desperate plea of her daughter's regarding her new husband. She blames Nora when the accusations come to light.

When the police get involved, Nora learns that she has acquired a support system of her own. Nora reaches back into the darkness that she knew before Emerson; and discovers a reality that she never anticipated... one which will broaden Nora's experiences beyond her wildest fantasies... as well as her darkest nightmares! Nora embraces the darkness with both willing anticipation and fear...

Book Spotlight: #99c Bucking Bearback by Becca Fanning

Sun Valley is being threatened by an evil werewolf corporation that has its eye set on destroying the place. Jeanie Buchanan is a pawn in this game of greed and revenge. Sent to Sun Valley to do a survey of the land, she is ill prepared for what she finds there. 

Mixing personal and business has never been Jeanie’s style but when Ryan Hunt comes to her aid, she can hardly believe her luck. In him she finds not only a hunk but a kindred spirit. Things heat up as the evil master minds of the plot to destroy Ryan’s home come to Sun Valley to seal the deal. 

But will Ryan and Jeanie be able to stop the council from selling the land to Petersen-Snow? Will they have to lose their friend to Petersen’s mad desire for revenge? When it all comes down to a duel, Jeanie has to face the possibility that she will lose the love of her life.

Book Spotlight: A Vienesse Prostitute by Josefine Mutzenbacher

Josefine Mutzenbacher was born in Hernals, a suburb of Vienna, on February 20, 1852. She returned to her native city after a few years where she led a striking and much noticed existence as a prostitute of the most elegant variety until 1894. While suffering from illness, she wrote the story of her youth. She gave the manuscript to her doctor a few weeks before she underwent major surgery. This surgery resulted in her death. Her memoirs appear here as a rare document of emotional sincerity as a valuable and strange confession that deserves to be recognized for the cultural history it presents. This is an English translation of the seminal German work.


I became angry and kicked his feet and demanded he release me. "Well, well, so only the catechist is allowed to touch you?"
I was speechless with amazement. Nevertheless, I grabbed him and shouted at him.
"Fine, fine," he said. "Only a spiritual master can fuck you."
He knew all about it...
"If you do not stop," I said sternly. "I will show you to the police."
He was still yellow and silent. He put on his hat and whispered to me, "You threaten me with the police?" I laughed scornfully and he left.
Weeks passed. He did not look at me, I did not look at him. I had been with the curate only twice in the meantime.
The first time I saw him, he laughed and bid me to strip naked and receive him on the bed. The curate licked me like he had done before, to "clean" my sins. When I was dismissed, we were both left panting.
"I will diligently do penance," I promised.
"How will you do a penance for this?" he cried.
I knelt down, took out his cock, and began to lick it so that he began to bubble like a steam boiler.
I pushed his cock down my throat.
He reached down and called me, "Come."
As I turned around, he made to put his cock in my butt. I helped push his cock deep inside. There was no holding back, but he ejaculated prematurely.
I did not let it rest, I flickered it to life again soon and repeated the penance for a second time, at last we reconciled. Though, I knew I could get forgiveness for recidivism.
Sometime later, I saw Rudolf again while Father was at work. He again tried to grab me. I pushed him away.
"Oh, you'll call the police?" he said. "How about I go to them and tell them of the real nature of your relationship with the catechist? Perjury is a crime they do not trifle with."
I was shattered.
"Well," he laughed. He took me under my chin, so I had to raise my eyes to him. "So it is true?"
I looked down and said nothing.
"So," he said firmly to me. "Because you have been so naughty and bold to me, I think I'll go down to the police station and tell them of this whole sordid affair."
This I was not prepared for. A terrible fear gripped me.
He reveled in it, tormented me even more. "Both of you will be locked up, you and your father."
"No," I gasped.
"No?" He repeated. "No? Well, I'll go see them just the same, I can swear to what I know..."
He went to the door, "Right, I'll go..."
I threw myself between him and the door.
"Please..." I stammered.
"There's nothing more to ask..." He went to grab the door handle.
I held my arms spread in front of the door, "Please..."
"Please... what?" He repeated scornfully.
I whispered, "Please forgive me, Mr. Rudolf... that I was bold to you..."
"Ah..." he exulted. "Now all of a sudden...?"
I was urgent, "Please do not go to the police, Mr. Rudolf... please..."
"Ah yes," he threatened. "I'm going forward to the police, there's not..."
I burst into tears, "Please do not go, Mr. Rudolf... I cannot help it..."
"What do you mean you cannot help it?"
"I like having sex!"
"So?" he said, and leaned in close. "And for that, you pushed me away like someone you wanted to attack." He lightly touched my breast.
"I'll do whatever you want me to do..."
"Then you'll now let me play with your breasts?"
"...Yes, Rudolf..."
He tore off my shirt and took my breasts in his hand and played with my nipples with his index fingers.
"I can now do... what?" He scoffed.
"Yes... yes," I said, and let it happen.
He started rubbing his codpiece against my cunt, "And that one," he said warily. "What if I should want that?"
"Yes, Mr. Rudolf," it was involuntary.
"So," he grinned. "You will let me fuck you now?"
To me, it was my only salvation, "Yes, Mr. Rudolf."
"And if I do not like fucking you," he cried, laughing. "I may go to the police."
I cried loudly. Then he continued, "Unless you ask me nicely."
"I beg you, Mr. Rudolf."
"Wait," he played faster with my chest.
"Please..." I repeated.
"Tell me," he shouted and pushed against me.
"Please, Mr. Rudolf, fuck me," I said obediently.
"Well, come on," he let go of me and went to bed.
I followed him as though I had no will of my own.
"Lie down," he ordered.
I did.
"Take your clothes off!"
I obeyed.
He looked at me like I was lying.
Then he commanded again, "Take my pants off!"
I did this. His cock jumped out. It was a thin white noodle, which was crooked in the air.
He climbed into bed, right next to me, and said, "Do I have to put it in you myself?"
I grabbed his cock and guided it into me. Finally freed from the fear of the police, I breathed easier. Rudolf's cock was stuck to the hilt in my vagina. He said, "Now you've got to say, 'Please Mr. Rudolf, continue.'"
"Please, Mr. Rudolf, continue..." I said gladly.
My chest was bare. He pushed his warm cock back and forth. I hated him, but I could not help myself, I was horny. He fucked with every thrust, and then drilled it back in all the way.
After the tenth or twelfth thrust, I felt my butt jump and no longer understood why I had resisted him like this.
"Ah... ah..." he cried. "Now I can fuck you more often, eh?"
"Harder... faster..." I said. "Oh yes, fuck me more."
"That's right," he said. "I thought we would get along."
"Oh," I whispered. "It seems you should be soon to squirting, Mr. Rudolf..."
"Slow down," he replied. "I have time..."
He stayed at the same pace.
For a long half hour, he worked on me. I was swimming in bliss. Finally, he gasped, "I'm spraying, now, now!"
And with that, he gave me such a load that I started to gurgle audibly, his fluid ran from my body.
After we finished, he began to play with my breasts some more.
"Will you continue to let me fuck you?" He asked.
"Yes, I will always let you fuck me," I promised.
"Well then," he stood up. "From today, you are my lover... now I have two."
I was curious, "Two?"
"Who is the other one?"
"You'll see her soon..."
"Then he went away..."
Every day in the morning, after father left, Rudolf would come in and ask if I wanted to fuck.
He also wanted to know if I still associated with other men. But I wisely kept this a secret. Sometimes he played with my breasts, other times he'd finger me, sometimes he'd say, "Sorry, not today, I just fucked my other lover yesterday..."
I was not pleased when he was not there with me, but I no longer hated him, he was exceptionally clever, so I felt a great respect for him.
I went to the curate about once every two weeks. There was now no more talk of repentance or confession or of the cleaning. One day he would strip me, lick me, and fuck me, and then the next he would only speak loud obscenities. Since then, I associated him the same as every other man I met.
Rudolf continued to treat me well.
Whenever father left, I would ask Rudolf if he would fuck me. He would reply that he wouldn't, or that he fucked his mistress. This time he refused, having recently fucked his mistress.
"No," he refused. "I fucked my other mistress twice, so I cannot."
"So, that's why..." I replied.
"But I know you want to," He took my breasts.
"I should like that," I replied.
"I'll try..."
"Shall I take your cock in my mouth?" I offered.
"Wait," Rudolf said. "I will give it to you."
I had to turn around, so that my head was down to assail his noodle. I could feel him burying his lips and tongue into my vagina.
This duplication was still new to me, but it seemed especially enjoyable. While I struggled to resurrect his limp rod without success, he kept at it, his tongue felt great inside me. In a way, it felt almost like a gag in my mouth, it prevented me from crying or sighing, what else would I have done with such pleasure?
Soon, Rudolf's noodle came alive again and I turned around and went on top of him. Our bodies belonged together.
He made love to me in long strokes. When he came, he lifted me into the air so high that I nearly fell out of bed.
A few days later was a holiday. On this holiday now, we had a pleasant evening. Father was smoking his pipe. Rudolf suddenly came home, it was half past nine, so an unusual hour.
He stepped into the room friendly, and put two bottles of wine on the table.
"Hello to you, good neighbor..." he cried. "Why don't we drink wine together?"
My father, who liked to drink, smiled and said, "All right..."
Rudolf laughed, "Of course neighbor. You are a funny, handsome guy. From today on, we'll have a good evening together."
"Carry on!" cried father, and I thought Rudolf would propose that they both fuck me.
But I'm sure none of us expected Rudolf to do what he did next, "Oh, neighbor, my beloved is going to attend this celebration..." he said.
"What? A sweetheart?" My father replied in astonishment.
"Yes, she is in the corridor outside," Rudolf said.
"Please, invite her in!" My father replied.
Rudolf went out and came back a moment later with his mistress. She was a young woman, lean, with an up-turned nose, cheeky eyes, and a wide mouth. She had nice breasts. They were surprisingly large for her thin frame and stood far apart, tight and firm. They trembled with each step she took.
Rudolf was cheerful as he introduced her as Zenzi, the mistress he had mentioned to me earlier. She laughed at every word he said in the ensuing conversation.
My father laughed more and more, he drank a lot. Soon we were all a bit tipsy.
Soon the wine ran out and Rudolf embraced Zenzi and took her breast in his hand.
"This, neighbor, is a pair of breasts, firm, hard as a rock..." he said.
Zenzi laughed out loud, and father squinted at her breasts as Rudolf held them aloft in his hands.
"Go ahead," Rudolf encouraged. "Touch them."
My father did not move. Rudolf let go of Zenzi and came to me. "Yes, Josefine," he said. "She also has beautiful and hard breasts, very nice. Every bit as beautiful as Zenzi's" He unabashedly took my breasts and placed them in his hand. "But they are smaller than Zenzi's, and not so pointy..."
Zenzi laughed out loud.
"Zenzi," Rudolf said. "Show them how pointy your nipples are."
Obediently, she unbuttoned her bodice, undid the clasp of her shirt, and slid it down. A breast jumped out. She laughed and went to my father.
It was really strange how sharp and tight her chest was. Her nipples looked brand new. Her breasts looked like a freshly landscaped mountain of snow. I looked at her admiringly, ignoring the fact that Rudolf had gone into my shirt and held his breast in my hand.
"Well, what do you say," Rudolf asked my father.
"Nice... very nice," my father could not resist. He held out his hand and let Zenzi place her breast in it. She just laughed.
Father now had Zenzi's whole breast in his hand.
"Zenzi," Rudolf said. "Play with his noodle a bit."
Obediently, she unbuttoned my father's pants, and saw how she cleverly took his cock out and stroked it, she even rubbed his balls. She looked at my father all the time in his face and laughed.
"If you want to fuck her, please do so, with pleasure, neighbor," Rudolf said.
My father could not answer.
"Zenzi," ordered Rudolf. "You are going to let him fuck you, understand?"
Zenzi understood.
She knelt down immediately and in an instant, took my father's cock out of his pants and soon it disappeared into her mouth.
Rudolf stood up, "Now then, neighbor," he said. "I'll take Josefine with me..."
My father just nodded his head.
"I'll let you have Zenzi here, and Josefine and I will find another room here..."
"That's fine," father gasped. He then stood up and threw Zenzi on the bed. She laughed out loud. He threw himself over her and with her slick skill, quickly brought him to the right path.
We heard them go at it and suddenly Rudolf and I became excited for each other.
Rudolf threw me down on the other bed and soon I began to receive his thrusts.
It was a nice quartet.
Soon we heard father snort, "Bring on the tits! Your ass is so fine, so good!"
Rudolf gasped, "Holy shit, that's good. Slowly, slowly..."
I squeaked, "Don't stop, Rudolf, keep going..."
We heard Zenzi say to my father, "Oh my, fuck me, fuck me, yes, bite my tits, they are yours! Fuck me!"
The apartment soon became loud with the sound of barking, moaning, gasping, panting, and wheezing, mingling with the creaking and groaning, and crashing of two beds.
After we all finished, Rudolf called to Zenzi.
She squirmed out from under my father and came to Rudolf.
And that was how I met Zenzi.

Monday, 30 May 2016

Book Spotlight: His Possession by Tory Richards

Raze is a member of the Wreckers MC, sentenced to life for a crime he didn’t commit, all because of the damning words of his best friend’s little sister. New evidence surfaces, proving him innocent, and once he’s released he’s determined to find the woman responsible. It doesn’t matter that they had history, doesn’t matter that he’s wanted her for the better part of a decade. Rosa’s betrayal has cost him three years of freedom, and he wants retribution. 

Once inside the small kitchen I went to the cupboard, where I knew the fucking booze was kept. I grabbed the first bottle of unopened whisky and started to reach for a glass before deciding that I didn’t need it. I needed more than a fucking shot to fuel me for what I wanted to do to Rosa. I couldn’t let her get to me. I wouldn’t. We may never have acted on our feelings for each other, but we both had known they were there. 

Well, the time for acknowledgement had fucking lapsed. Her betrayal had sealed her fate, and I was ready to make her pay. I downed about three shots worth, letting the raw burn settle in my gut and fuel my hate. Running the back of my hand across my mouth, I headed for the bedroom where Rosa was locked up, thinking about her pretty face as she’d sat on the stand condemning me, hearing again her tearful words as she’d sworn that I had done the killing, and recalling the silent plea in her eyes as she’d stared at me. I’d understood then that she didn’t believe what she was saying, yet it hadn’t stopped her from lying. 

I came to her door, turned the lock, and opened it. Rosa turned from the window she’d been staring out of, tear tracks lining her smooth, olive-toned cheeks. Even in her disheveled state she was fucking beautiful. Her midnight hair was shiny and half tumbling down to her shoulders. I let my gaze wander lazily down her full curves, taking in the slight changes that had occurred since I’d seen her last. She was soft and ripe, and I was going to devour her. 

She took a hesitant step toward me. “How many men have you fucked, Rosa?” I asked from the doorway. My question startled her, and she halted abruptly. I could see the confusion shimmering in her eyes. Her brows furrowed. Those sweet, full lips parted as she opened her mouth to answer, but nothing came out. 

“How many men have been between your legs in the last three years?” I snarled, baring my teeth. She stepped back against the window in fear. 

She began to shake her head. “No one,” she whispered. “There’s been no one since—” 

“I was locked up?” 

Tears swelled in her fucking eyes. “Raze, I’m so sorry—” 

“No!” I was on her before she could finish. “You don’t fuckin’ get to say sorry, as if that will make it all go away,” I gritted into her upraised face, upraised because my hand was in her hair, pulling her head back so that she was forced to look into my eyes. I could so easily snap her neck if I wanted to. “Three fucking years, Rosa. For three fucking years your lies kept me behind bars, kept me from my club.” I swung her around and crushed her against the window, moving my mouth next to her ear. “Kept me from fucking.” 

Keeping her pinned, I reached for the zipper at the top of her dress and pulled it all the way down her back. When it stopped at the top of her luscious ass I took the parted material in my hands and ripped it the rest of the way open until her whole fucking backside was exposed. I ignored her gasp, taking in the smooth slopes of her rounded ass, naked because of the thong she had on. Lust slammed into me like a freight train at the sight of all that curvy flesh. I wanted to squeeze it until she was branded with the imprint of my hand, leaving no doubt as to who she fucking belonged to. 

How many times over the last decade had I imagined fucking Rosa? 

“Then I guess we’re both overdo, “I grated into her ear.

Book Spotlight: #99c Dirty Secrets by Jani Kay


I’m a lucky girl. Levi Sinclair Barrington the Third and I have an exclusive agreement. Three nights a week. No more, no less. 
It’s uncomplicated, with no strings attached. Exactly what I need because my career comes first. 
I’ve worked my ass off to get to the top, and my five-year plan is well on track. I’ve vowed never to get emotionally attached to a man. It just can’t happen or else the secrets from my past will come back to haunt me. 
There is one twist, though: Levi and I work for competing companies, and it’s a recipe for disaster if we get discovered. Our friends-with-benefits agreement has to stay a secret. 
Nobody can ever find out. 

I work hard and I play harder. It comes with the territory of being the heir to a billion-dollar empire. I’m used to getting what I want and nobody denies me. 
Except Montana Marx, the sassy executive who works for our biggest rival. 
I have her in my bed three nights a week. We have a good thing going—all the benefits of being in a relationship minus the bullshit. 
Forbidden sex never tasted so good. 
Until it isn’t enough. 
I want more. Much more than she wants to give. 

Book Spotlight: Suns of Humanity by S.E. Blair

"Blair balances planet-saving with enough sexual hijinks and romantic complications to entertain adventurous romance fans." - Publisher's Weekly

In November of 2012, the world ended as we know it. For the unlucky survivors of the end of days war, it marked the beginning of Hell on Earth. With the blessing of some of Earth’s wealthiest, it was occupied and enslaved by aliens. 

Eleanor reluctantly worked for the aliens, until her master was about to sell an unborn child. In order to save the baby though, she must free the world. Rumor had filtered in of an intergalactic Chancellery that had outlawed slavery a century ago. If she could just get through to them, there might be a chance for mankind. And a chance for her future God-child. 

Thus, Eleanor ventures off on a quixotic suicide quest that sends her into the uncharted depths of space, to wash up … On Stranger Shores. 

Grab your autographed print copy here.
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Sunday, 29 May 2016

Book Spotlight: #99c Kindred Souls by Kaiden Klein

Raised in a church orphanage, Annie never knew her parents or where she was from. Nor did she know who or what she was, only that Father Francis would always tell her she was special. Never did she dream he meant it literally.

Annie can read minds, connect with the dead and even see the future, but the only clues to her own past are vivid sensual dreams about a mysterious and alluring man.

When this familiar stranger (The Priest) suddenly appears in her downtown shop, she not only discovers their inexplicable connection is extremely powerful, but he also becomes the key to unlocking Annie's complicated past and her uncertain future.

Will Annie and Asha be able to fulfill their fated destiny or will the challenges ahead be too much to bear, leading to their ultimate demise? There's no doubt, the choices made will be life changing.


Kindred Souls ~ The Psychic and The Priest Paranormal Romance Book One Teaser

It was Mardi Gras in New Orleans and Annie stood in the doorway of her tiny shop located in the French Quarter on Bourbon Street. With the bounty of festivities and tourists in town, this time of the year was plenty busy for her. It even surprised her she’d had a free moment. She watched at a distance as the masked crowd roamed the streets until the late hours drinking, partying, dancing, and ranting loudly. She had to admit, she was rather jealous. She’d never be able to partake in such activities, not without the impeding rush of thoughts from others overpowering her. Even though, she’d been taught control, she didn’t want to go past her limits.
Still, this was her city. She’d been born and raised here but had never really experienced all of what her town had to offer. The best thing about New Orleans was its diverse culture and signature dishes. Just like gumbo, the people were a big mixture of savory delights. It’s no wonder tourists favored the city so much.
Having free time meant wandering thoughts. She found it interesting how people wanted to resemble such evil beings as long as it was make-believe. They dressed as vampires, witches, demons, and other demonic creatures, walking the streets in denial. How would they respond to seeing an actual demon? Or knowing spirits roamed among them? The demons she’d encountered were only in her dreams, but they walked the earth as well; not in naked form, but disguised as humans. 
Not all spirits were bad. As a child she’d sit in the graveyard, talking to some of the lost souls who had passed on. As her gifts developed, she was warned by the father to stay away from the cemetery, so she did. Things started to change with age. Annie seemed to be stalked by evil spirits, trying to enter from the other side which was why she no longer communicated with those who had passed on. Business had slowed down because of it, but she didn’t care. Engaging with the dead was dangerous.
She could see Mrs. Rosemary exiting her restaurant, Mama’s Cajun Cuisine, with a bag in hand. Her food was incredible. She’d never turn down a meal from her kitchen.
“Hi, Mrs. Rosemary.” She held the door open for her as she entered, laden with goodies, and placed a kiss on her cheek.
“Hey, baby. I brought you something.” 
Mrs. Rosemary was such a kind soul. She’d come for a reading when her husband died some time ago. Not a mischievous thought existed within her, only the desire to help others. She had her own gift and didn’t even know it. It was the gift of motherly love. All the neighboring business owners respected and looked up to her. She was like a mother figure to Annie.
“Oh, Mrs. Rosemary, you’re spoiling me.”
“Child, please. You can stand to put some meat on those bones.”
Annie laughed at her charming and direct humor. Mrs. Rosemary always said what was on her mind, no sugar coating.
“You know I’m serious, don’t you? You’re such a pretty girl. I can’t figure out for the life of me why you walk around with that veil on your head. You’ll never get a man like that. What you need to do is let your hair down.”
“You know what, Mrs. Rosemary, you’re right.”
She’d already begun to dive into the goodies with delicious, spicy aromas Mrs. Rosemary had delivered.
“Honey, that’s the only way you gon get a man because right now, you look like a grieving widow. I’m just saying.”
Amused by her comments, Annie chuckled, wiping the corners of her mouth with a napkin. She had a point. Wearing the veil all the time probably wasn’t appealing to the opposite sex.
“This is so, so good. Thank you.”
“Oh, sweetie, you know I have to feed you. Come by if you want some more. I have plenty.”
The chimes on the door sounded. They turned to see who was entering and both seemed to be taken aback by the stranger who’d just walked in.
“Are you open for business?” he asked softly in a deep, sensual tone. 
Right away, Mrs. Rosemary interjected. “Yeah, she’s open. Come on in.” 
She leaned over and whispered in Annie’s ear, “Ooh-wee, he’s nice.”
“Mrs. Rosemary!” 
“Now, child, don’t mind me. I’m just having fun. Here, let me take this while you tend to your customer.” She briskly cleared the area, allowing Annie to provide service to the man who’d just come in. 
Annie got up and wiped off the table.
“I’m sorry about that. You can have a seat here, and I’ll be with you in a moment.”
Annie walked to the back where she met up with Mrs. Rosemary, who was busy putting away the food she’d carried over. Knowing she wouldn’t hesitate to speak her mind, Annie hurriedly turned on the water, hoping the sound would mask their conversation, as she began to wash her hands.
“Okay let me take a look at you. Here, wipe your mouth.” After dabbing the corners of her mouth, Mrs. Rosemary placed her hands on Annie’s shoulders as she thoroughly inspected her from head to toe.
Annie pulled her veil covering back over her head.
“Now you know you don’t need to be wearing no veil. Honey, that man don’t look like he lost nobody. He look like he’s looking for something. Now, I’m about to go. You okay?”
“I’m fine, thanks again for the food.”
“You’re welcome, baby.”
The two hugged and Mrs. Rosemary left.

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Saturday, 28 May 2016

Book Spotlight: She Let Herself Go by Hipsy Bohannon

Women like Elizabeth Lane were never supposed to find themselves in places like these. Dark places filled with shady characters, hell-bent on her destruction. Up until now, she had always played it safe. She had no business being on the bad side of town; in a place where a woman was a thing to be claimed, then used and abused. All she had wanted was one wild night to help her to forget all about her cheating husband, and the shattered heart he had left her with. What she got instead was something out of every woman’s worst nightmare. 

A snap decision, a shady bar visited, and a man unlike any she had ever met before, all take her on a hard ride that has her questioning everything she thought she knew about life and herself. 

Jezze Jamez Greyson was everything your mother would have warned you to stay away from if she hadn’t been so busy trying to get with him herself. Having been rode hard and put away wet by half the well to do women in town, Jezze Jamez no longer felt like he was anything worth having, and he damn sure didn’t want anything worth keeping. That was; until she walked into the bar, leaving him with no choice, but to play a role he was never meant to play. Hero. He couldn't stop himself from coming to her rescue. But now that he had, what was he supposed to do with her? 

Two different people, from two very different worlds. Sparks will fly, but will it warm them up or burn them down? 

Hardcore smut meets deep depth in this; sometimes comical, heart-shaking tale of never meant to be love and body breaking revenge, that will leave you begging for more! 

Book Spotlight: An Almost Perfect Lover by Davina Wanting

Dr. Barbara Watson is employed at Machinia Incorporated, a company that has been working diligently to create artificial life. One night, while working late in the laboratory, she decides to upload her artificial intelligence software to the system. When it's finished compiling, the robot the company has been working so hard to complete is activated, and he names himself Cato. He's seductive, intelligent, and well-spoken - and Barbara falls for him immediately. He's missing something, however, and his quest to find it leads Barbara and her jealous coworker, Dr. Yorrick Hodson, on a path which will change their lives forever. 

Davina Wanting's passionate debut novel combines romantic erotica with science fiction, sending readers on an emotional journey to discover what happens next. Will Dr. Barbara Watson and Cato find what it is they seek, or will Dr. Yorrick Hodson prove to be an impassable roadblock? The only way to find out is to join them!

Friday, 27 May 2016

Book Spotlight: Cornered by J.A. Belfield

Daniel Larsen is playing a dangerous game, and he doesn't even know it. 

A two-wheeled speedster. A little redhead in a bar. Evenings spent away from his pack. Innocent enough for most, but for Danny, the combination leads down a path of destruction and straight to a hell he doesn’t even see coming. 

Entangled in a nightmare that started with his own brother and the cat he brought into their home, Dan’s driving himself toward a solitary existence—except for the curvaceous Olivia Fanella. Seduced by his new companion, and happy to ignore the divide growing between himself and the pack, Danny is oblivious to the trap being laid out for him. 

Before long, Danny's integrity gets questioned. His loyalty gets questioned. Hell, he even questions himself. 

On top of that, just when he believes life might be going a little better, he gets served the roughest shot he could never have imagined—not even in his worst nightmares—and Danny has no idea how to come back from a hit like that. 

Book Spotlight: #99c Gypsy Hearts by Lisa Mondello

After years of recording commercials, Josie Tibbs longs to get back into the 
music industry. But the sound recording engineer had traveled that road 
once before and crawled back home with a broken heart. Wary of any man 
in the music business, she longs for a steady man and a great recording 

Brock Gentry lived for the music and so became an 
extraordinarily talented country singer. On the fringes of success, he's 
ready to take his chance and go on the road to Nashville. But he and 
the recording company clash over his image among other things. 
Hoping to find the right sound mixer he seeks out Josie Tibbs after hearing of 
her work with another country singer who's hit the big time. Although 
she wants nothing to do with him romantically, he wins her over 
professionally and she decides to come on the road with his band. 

Together they blaze a trail to Nashville, her cat in tow, in the close quarters 
of life on the bus with the rest of the band. Despite the obstacles of 
life on the road, Brock and Josie find they can't keep their feelings 
from each other. But Josie's been through this before and knows the dogs 
of the music industry can bite hard. As they make it closer to 
Nashville, she fears a chance at success could spell the end of their 

Book Spotlight and Giveaway: #99c Deception of a Highlander by Madeline Martin

Scottish Romance doesn’t get much steamier—or more dangerous—than a spy hunting her quarry, and losing her heart to him instead.

To pay a seemingly impossible debt, Mariel Brandon has become a spy for Aaron, one of England’s deadliest minds. Aaron’s latest mission for the sharp-witted and daring Mariel is to find two people in a heavily fortified castle on the Isle of Skye, a castle headed by the clan MacDonald and the powerful Kieran. Mariel is to seduce Kieran and get him to take her to Skye. If she succeeds, Aaron promises to let Mariel’s young brother go, and to free both of them from their debt.  If she fails, her brother will die. 

What she doesn’t count on is craving Kieran MacDonald almost immediately upon meeting him. Now Mariel must keep a secret from Kieran—one that could get them both killed—as she tries to form a plan that will save her brother, get her out from under Aaron’s thumb once and for all, and keep her in Kieran’s strong arms forever.

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Thursday, 26 May 2016

Book Spotlight: A Different Kind of Billionaire by Chartlon Y. Lee

Roni and Charlotte are two hot babes looking for a good time. With a taste for the expensive, these two will only settle for millionaires. When they meet Mason, Rigby, and Tessa, who became billionaires overnight, they’re willing to give it a chance. These rich dudes unexpectedly come with a bonus they’re hung like porn stars! Can these bimbo babes really handle these super hung nerds?


 “I couldn’t decide between a Mercedes sedan or a Porsche,” said Mason. “So I’ve ordered limited editions of both.” 
“Both?” said Roni, as a tingling started between her legs. She found the moment extremely romantic. “If a girl wanted a Mercedes sports car convertible –“
“Pocket change,” said Mason. “One day’s interest.”
The tingling between Roni’s legs grew even more affectionate.
“Or a beachfront condo?” Charlotte asked Rigby.
“I’d spoil my girlfriend,” said Rigby. “If I had one.”
“Honey, you got one now!” Charlotte crossed her arms, grabbed her short hem in both hands, and flipped the little back dress up over her head. She let it fall to the floor, revealing that she wore only a violet lace thong and her black stilettos.
“How many beach condos would you like?” Rigby looked her up and down. “How many sports cars? Want a pizza?”
Charlotte giggled and ran both hands through her curly blonde hair. Then she hooked one finger on her thong and slipped it down, revealing a neatly trimmed brown carpet that in no way matched the drapes. 

Featured FREE Book: Taking Chances by Ann Omasta

If YOU love reading about naughty, complicated love triangles or enjoy fun, contemporary romance novels with surprising twists along the way, get ready to spend the day reading Taking Chances. 

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Book Spotlight: #99c Three Rivers Ranch Romance Box Set by Liz Isaacson

This Christian western romance boxed set contains the first three novels in the Amazon #1 Bestselling Three Rivers Ranch Romance series - Second Chance Ranch, Third Time's the Charm, and Fourth and Long.

Second Chance Ranch: A Three Rivers Ranch Romance (Book 1): After his deployment, injured and discharged Major Squire Ackerman returns to Three Rivers Ranch, wanting to forgive Kelly for ignoring him a decade ago. He'd like to provide the stable life she needs, but with old wounds opening and a ranch on the brink of financial collapse, will Squire and Kelly have the patience and faith to make their second chance possible?

Third Time's the Charm: A Three Rivers Ranch Romance (Book 2): First Lieutenant Peter Marshall has a truckload of debt and no way to provide for a family, but Chelsea helps him see past all the obstacles, all the scars. With so many unknowns, can Pete and Chelsea develop the love, acceptance, and faith needed to find their happily ever after?

Fourth and Long: A Three Rivers Ranch Romance (Book 3): Commander Brett Murphy goes to Three Rivers Ranch to find some rest and relaxation with his Army buddies. Having his ex-wife show up with a seven-year-old she claims is his son is anything but the R&R he craves. Kate needs to make amends, and Brett needs to find forgiveness, but are they too late to find their happily ever after?