Monday, August 31, 2015

GUEST BLOGGER REBECCA BLACK WITH A TASTE FOR THREE

Please Welcome my guest blogger today, Rebecca Black, with her new release, A TASTE FOR THREE.


Thanks so much for hosting me today and letting me give my new book A Taste For Three a big shout out. I love a good menage story, so when I decided to write a book it was always going to involve three people. I think this story has all the ingredients for a spicy menage: two sexy chefs, and a restaurateur, all bringing their special talents to the mix!
I aim to write erotic romance with plenty of heart as well as plenty of hot sex. Here's a little taste just for you...
Blurb:
What's worse than wanting a man she can't have? Wanting his best friend as well, that’s what. Double the torture, double the sexual frustration, and double the pain in her heart when she desires everything she can't have.
Chef Ellie Masters has a problem. Not only is she in love with two gorgeous men, but they both just happen to be her bosses. She’s holding back for all the right reasons, but is there a way for them to be together or will their powerful sexual attraction tear them apart?
In the sensual world of their French restaurant, Jack Quinn and Nate Johnson must find a way to level the playing field if they want more than just sumptuous food from their talented chef. Going to work has never been so sexy. A Taste for Three will leave you savouring this delicious menage and wanting more.
  

Excerpt:
Her gaze moved from one to the other with an expectant look on her face. Her eyes rested on Jack when he leaned forward to rest his arms on the table. His beer was between his big hands and she watched his fingers trace the drops of condensation as they raced down the bottle.
“Us.” Jack’s hazel eyes locked with hers.
She swallowed. Hard. “Us? What do you mean?”
“The three of us. There’s more going on between us than just work.” His words held a note of conviction.
Oh God! He said three. He definitely said three. They couldn’t possibly know that she wanted both of them, could they? How the hell had she given that away? She thought she’d been so professional with them.
“Stop panicking, Ellie. Nothing we say or do from now on will affect our plans for the restaurants.” Nate’s calming words helped to some extent, but she still hadn’t taken her eyes off Jack. He was watching her like he expected her to run at any moment. He looked like he’d enjoy chasing her down and catching her too.
“I don’t understand…”
“We want you, Ellie. We need to know if you feel the same way.” Jack stated.
“We? What does that mean? I...both of you? But…”
“Yes. We want you. We need to know if you feel the same. Would you be prepared to be with us both?”
How was she supposed to respond to that? Nothing in her limited experience with men had prepared her for this conversation. She couldn’t see how anything good—well, apart from the sex—was going to come from this. How were they supposed to juggle working together, fucking, and being in a threesome? She wanted to though, so badly. Oh God, just the thought of having both of them.
But she just couldn’t risk it. What would happen when it was over? How could they possibly remain friends and work together? She’d be completely alone again if she had to leave. Her brain felt like it was in danger of a full meltdown. The temptation to run was strong and before she knew what she was doing, she’d jumped up. Her chair fell back. A distant part of her brain knew this wasn’t the most dignified way to handle this, but her fight or flight response was definitely urging her to get the hell out of there and not make a massive mistake.
She vaguely registered Nate’s shocked expression turning into a fleeting look of distress, but she didn’t get far before a steely arm grabbed her around her waist, yanking her off her feet. She was fairly sure she let out a little squeal as she landed on Jack’s lap.
“What the hell, Ellie?”
“Jack, calm down. She’s obviously freaked out.”
“I get that, but when did running away solve anything? We’re all adults here. If she doesn’t want this, all she has to do is say no.”
“We’ve gone about this all wrong, come on too strong. She’s scared. God, Ellie, we never wanted that. We just want to be with you. That’s all we’ve ever wanted.”
Jack’s arm held her firmly around her middle while his other hand rested on her hip.
Her heart was still trying to beat its way out of her chest, but she couldn’t ignore the heat emanating from his body. The hand on her hip kept gently, rhythmically flexing and releasing. She started to relax as she quietly listened to their words. She could hear the anxiety in both their voices and felt a rush of guilt at how she’d reacted. She was such a naive idiot—but she’d beat herself up for that later. Right now, she needed to make things right with the two most important men in her life.
“I’m sorry,” she said softly. “I’m an idiot. I shouldn’t have tried to run off like that.”
“Jesus, don’t apologize, Ellie.” Nate reached across the table to take her hand. “It’s ok that you don’t want this. We’ll carry on and forget we ever mentioned it. Nothing needs to change—”
“I want it,” she whispered.
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Author Bio:

Rebecca Black is a Yorkshire girl born and bred. She is first and foremost a voracious reader and an author of erotica and erotic romance. She believes that the hottest sex scenes are the ones where emotions are involved (plus lots of dirty talk, lots of spanking, licking and sucking and well… you get the idea). She is the author of A Taste For Three (m/m/f) from Evernight and has several short stories due to be released in erotic anthologies and another book due out with Evernight in September '15 Let's Ride (f/f). Rebecca blogs regularly at Rebecca Black Erotica (http://rebeccablackerotica.com/) and is a contributor to the fantastic Cliterati (http://www.cliterati.co.uk/) magazine.
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Thanks for stopping by, Rebecca.  :)


Sunday, August 30, 2015

GUST BLOGGER RAVENNA TATE WITH ONE NAUGHTY FANTASY

Please welcome my guest blogger today, Ravenna Tate with her latest release ONE NAUGHTY FANTASY.
ONE NAUGHTY FANTASY **This book features the same three characters that are in SNOWBOUND**
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Nina Santangeles has decided to give her lovers, Cameron Easton and Alex Gable, their ultimate fantasy. Dressed in a red plaid skirt, cotton blouse, bobby socks, and saddle shoes, she surprises them during a presentation they’re giving for architecture and design students at a university lecture hall, causing quite a stir. 

When her men take her back to their hotel suite with the intention of punishing her for the naughty behavior as part of their role play fantasy, how far will she let them go?  

ADULT EXCERPT 

They each held one of her hands in the hallway. Alex barely closed and locked the door to their hotel suite behind them before he lunged for her, covering her mouth in a hot kiss that surprised her. Her men were always on fire for her, but this was different. Their reaction was off the charts hot, and she had to assume it was the role playing. 

She raked her hands over his back and tight ass, moaning into his open mouth. Pushing her hips against him, she wasn’t surprised to find his erection rock-hard. Behind her, Cameron reached under her skirt and grabbed her ass, groaning. Alex’s mouth released hers, and he nipped at her neck. 

Nina started to unzip her skirt, but Cameron stopped her. “No. Leave it on, but take off the panties.” 

Alex let go of her long enough to allow Nina to remove her panties and step out of them. Cameron took them from her, and she glanced over her shoulder to watch him bring them to his nose. It was so damn sexy she couldn’t stop the moan. 

Nina turned her attention back to Alex and removed his tie, then unbuttoned his shirt. She peeled it off to reveal broad shoulders and fine dark hairs dusting his muscled chest. She loved their bodies. Both men were so damn gorgeous she could never get enough of them.

 “You work out, Mr. Gable.” 

“Yeah. I do.” “We both do,” said Cameron. 

She ran her teeth over Alex’s nipples as she reached for his pants, unfastening the button above the zipper. 

Behind her, Cameron grabbed her ass again. “Oh Christ … Nina …” 

 “Tell me what you both want,” she said, lifting her gaze to Alex’s eyes. 

Alex swallowed hard. “I want to fuck you. Fuck you fucking silly.” 

Cameron reached around and grasped her breasts through the cotton top. “I want to fill each of your holes, baby, all night long.” He let go of her breasts and smacked her ass, hard. Nina moaned. “I want to spank you for being such a bad girl. You interrupted a very important presentation for us, you know.” 

He smacked her ass cheeks again, and she nearly came. “I know I did.” 

“Now we need to punish you for it, and we need to fuck you hard for it.” 

She giggled, tossing her hair. “Oh, you can fuck me, but I’m not so sure about the spanking part.” She had to pretend to protest something, after all. That had been part of their fantasy, but it was very difficult to get into the role now that she was alone in a beautiful hotel suite with them. 

Alex turned her around so fast she nearly fell. He enveloped her in a bear hug from behind that was more sweet than lustful. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” 

Nina rubbed her ass against Alex’s erection, aching for his dick to fill her, as he nuzzled her neck. “I like you, too, Alex. I like both of you. Let’s get these clothes off you two and see what you have in your pants.” 

“In a minute.” Alex nibbled at her neck and reached under her blouse to unhook her bra. Cameron helped him ease the straps off her shoulders under the fabric, and then Alex tossed the bra on the floor. He grasped her breasts, and Nina moaned loudly. 

“Oh God, I love your tits.” Alex’s breath was warm in her ear, and the sensation of his hands on her breasts and his erection rubbing against her ass nearly brought her to orgasm. 

Cameron shoved his hand under her skirt and rubbed her clit with his expert fingers, then pushed one inside her pussy. She was so damn wet they wouldn’t need lube. “I love wet pussies.” 

Nina closed her eyes and absorbed the sensations of Alex kneading her breasts, his thumbs playing with her nipples, while Cameron finger-fucked her and rubbed her clit with his thumb. Her climax was so close it was ridiculous. 


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Thanks for stopping by, Ravenna.  :)

Friday, August 28, 2015

SARAH MARSH/MAIA DYLAN/ELENA KINCAID STREET TEAM

If you're looking for something Sinfully More Erotic, then you've found it! Now we want to find you. Street Teamers wanted. Authors Maia Dylan, Sarah Marsh, and Elena Kincaid have come together to bring their readers the latest updates and sneak peeks on what they're up to. There will be monthly contests and give-aways and you'll learn more than you probably ever wanted to know about these three erotica/romance authors! If you're interested in becoming a street team member, you can join here: https://www.facebook.com/groups/955387561187276/ Please, no adding peeps without their permission and you must be 18+ to join.

And The Happily Never Happened Launch Party is happening today!!!! All day!!!! Come celebrate the lovely LeTeisha Newton's Release with a bunch of great authors.  Games, Prizes, Fun!!!!!https://www.facebook.com/events/671657772969914/

Hope to see you all there!!!!!  :) <3

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

COVER REVEAL ALPHA BLOOD

And now here it is: my brand spankin' new cover for Alpha Blood (Pack Warriors #1)
I will be posting brand new teasers on Friday at the


Tuesday, August 25, 2015

GUEST BLOGGER, TYLER ROBBINS WITH HEAVEN'S JUST A SIN AWAY

Please welcome my guest blogger today, Tyler Robbins with her newest release, HEAVEN'S JUST A SIN AWAY.

Blurb:

Having just lost his mother to cancer, eighteen year old, Blueford “Blue” Mason returned to their hometown of Danville, Texas to live with his reticent grandmother, Alma. The two struggle to bond while Blue undergoes a metamorphosis into manhood, discovering new things about himself, his sexuality, life, love and even heartbreak.
After leaving his former fire department due to intolerance of his sexuality, twenty-three year old, Jack West moved to Danville to work as an EMT for his uncle’s small fire department. He’d resigned himself to living a quiet life alone until Blue came along and turned his world upside-down.
Will the young lovers find acceptance in Danville or will shameful secrets from the distant past set this town ablaze when the people around them are forced to face their own shortcomings?
Heaven’s just a sin away for everyone, especially when every sin is created equally.



Excerpt:

Blue drew in a deep breath and gripped the strong hand holding his. He peered into Jack’s dark brown eyes as they darted back and forth.
“Fuck.” Jack stepped back and shook his head. “I’m sorry. I don’t know—”
“Don’t know what?” Blue had to know. He had to hear the rest of the sentence. If he didn’t, he was certain he would explode.
“I don’t know what I was thinking just then.” Jack gestured to the space between them now. “I didn’t mean to cross any lines, man.”
Blue shook his head. “You didn’t.” He really hadn’t. In fact, Jack hadn’t even come close to crossing lines. Not like Blue wanted him to, anyway.
“Oh, shit!” Jack charged past Blue and reached for the now crackling frying pan with the steaks. Smoke and steam billowed from the top. “Damn. I think I burned them.” He set the pan aside and examined the steaks by lifting the edge of one with a fork. “Crap. There went dinner.”
Blue laughed. “You can save babies from burning cars, but you can’t cook up a couple of steaks?”
“Hey, I was dealing with an emergency. You nearly cut your finger off.”
They both laughed as Blue glanced down at his finger. “It’s not even bleeding anymore.” As their laughter quieted, Blue couldn’t help himself. He had to say something. “You’re not, you know.”
Jack’s brows pinched with apparent confusion. “Not what?”
Blue swallowed hard, his knees trembling so badly he wasn’t sure how he’d managed to remain standing. “You’re not crossing lines.”
Jack ran a shaky hand through his thick, dark locks. “Blue.”
“I’m an adult.”
“I know.” His Adam’s apple worked up and down as his gaze dropped from Blue’s eyes to his mouth.
“Just because I’m younger than you, doesn’t mean I’m too young.” It wasn’t everything he’d wanted to say, but it was good start.
Jack’s gaze felt heavier somehow, like the thoughts behind his gorgeous eyes were at odds. “I don’t know if...”
A million words could have ended the sentence, but nothing Jack said would have changed the way Blue felt. Right now, he only wanted to feel Jack’s lips. Taste him. Touch him. The way he’d done in every dream he’d had since he first met him.
“Nothing you say can change this.”
“Look, Blue.” Jack stepped closer. “I’ve had a rough year, and I don’t want my baggage to spill onto you.”
Blue scoffed, trying to thwart the ball of air stuck in the back of his throat threatening to strangle him. “You’ve had a rough year?”
Was it petty to compare? He instantly regretted the snide, selfish comment.
Jack’s eyes widened. “Shit, Blue. I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Nah, man. It’s okay.”
“No.” Jack placed his hand on Blue’s shoulder and gave him a gentle squeeze. “It’s not.”
The second Jack looked him in the eye, Blue knew. He knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that if he didn’t make a move, he might never have the courage again.
Blue rushed toward him and instantly captured Jack’s bottom lip between his own lips and teeth.
Much to Blue’s relief, Jack didn’t pull away. Instead, he pinned Blue against the counter, huffing hot breaths as he pried Blue’s lips apart and slipped his tongue inside.
Blue sucked him in deeper, swirling his tongue around Jack’s. His body trembled, and Jack hugged him close, their mouths still fused together, kissing, suckling, tasting.
Their teeth clanked between kisses, and a wave of energy Blue only experienced when he jerked off, surged through him. Holy fuck! Had he busted a nut already? He pushed the mortifying thought out of his head and eagerly followed as Jack guided them toward the sofa.
Jack laid Blue back onto the cushions and gazed down at him with a hungry look in his eyes. Between laboring breaths, Jack whispered, “Jesus, Blue. What the hell have you done?”

Adult Excerpt:

Goddamn. What the hell am I doing? Despite his first inclination to get up and leave the room as fast as his legs could carry him, Jack gave into Blue’s persistent movement. “Goddamn, Blue.” He was huge. Even through clothes, Jack could feel every inch of the thick, stiff shaft. He wanted so badly to unzip Blue’s pants and suck out every drop of cum he had to offer. He couldn’t though. Not like this. Not so soon.
Jack shook off the dizzying argument complicating his thoughts.
The way Blue looked up at him, Jack couldn’t ignore the desperate plea darkening those fucking bottomless sapphire-blue orbs. “What is it?” Concern nipped at the nerves along the base of Jack’s skull.
“I’ve never…” He pressed his lips together, his gaze cutting away.
What? He’s never… Jack’s mind instantly blanked as the revelation sank in. Holy shit. He’d suspected, but—Damn.
Despite knowing better, Jack moved his hand up and down, kneading Blue’s cock through his pants. He’d become even hotter in some twisted, erotic way. “Never?”
Blue slowly shook his head. “Never even been kissed until now.”
Jack had absolutely lost his mind. Nothing was more exhilarating or more dangerous than being someone’s first. But being someone’s first kiss, first jerk-off and possibly first everything else all in one fell swoop was riskier than running into an exploding high-rise inferno. Someone would definitely get burned before this was over. Jack knew it deep in his gut.
Blue put his hand on top of Jack’s and pushed down, encouraging him. “Don’t stop.” He jammed the back of his head into the sofa cushion with a deep, sensual moan as his body shuddered beneath Jack’s touch.
Jack couldn’t help it. He ground his groin into Blue’s thigh. He had to know. He had to feel each tremor, each twitch. Nothing else mattered in that moment other than witnessing this thing of beauty unravel under his touch.
Blue bucked upward, and that was it. That was all it took.
Jack rubbed harder, faster. “God, you’re fucking killing me here.” He memorized the blue-green veins protruding from the strained muscles in Blue’s neck and the bob of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed. The subtle way his lips puckered and the way his brow hardened from what Jack knew was that erotic ache that takes over when on the brink of orgasm. “Give it to me.” He’d never wanted anything more.
Blue bit his bottom lip and grimaced, prompting Jack to forget all about his own pending explosion and focus on what Blue was about to experience. Jack searched Blue’s eyes. “You want this bad, don’t you?”
Blue nodded, his brows creasing even deeper until he squeezed his eyelids shut.
Jack kissed and suckled the curve of Blue’s neck then whispered in his ear, “Come for me.”
Blue thrust his groin upward and arched his back, lifting himself off the couch and up against Jack’s body. “Oh fuck.”
His body jerked, and Jack instantly felt the heat from inside Blue’s still buttoned khakis.
“Ung.” Blue gripped Jack tightly around the neck and fell back onto the cushions, dragging Jack with him.
Almost there, Jack only needed a few seconds more. He continued to grind into Blue’s leg, but Blue nudged him back and cupped Jack’s cock through his jeans. They both looked down and watched as Jack fucked the concave curve of Blue’s open hand.
Blue’s persistence surprised Jack. Maybe he had more experience than he’d led Jack to believe. Blue rubbed up and down, and Jack held his breath until—his balls drew up and a delicious tremor zinged across his body like a tiny earthquake, intensified by the young man beneath him and the way Blue so eagerly finished him off.


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Author Bio:      

Tyler Robbins, a.k.a. Robin Badillo, is a down to earth mother of four, born and raised in a small Texas town where she still resides with her nearly grown kids and a pack of spoiled dogs.

After years of being a wife and mom, complete with company picnics and fundraisers for the P.T.A., Robin found herself starting over when her husband of fifteen years suddenly passed away in 2006. With no particular skills to speak of, Robin took the advice of friends and family, and followed her heart and passion for writing into the publishing world. 
A fan of paranormal and southern romance novels, Robin does her best to offer up a plethora of tasty morsels to satisfy her reader’s appetite. Whether mainstream and/or paranormal erotic romance or Tyler’s LGBT romance line, Robin strives to create characters who are endearing and relatable.
Adversity is Robin’s motivation, which explains why she’s a true believer that grey hair is simply God’s graffiti.

Thanks for stopping by, Tyler. :)

Saturday, August 22, 2015

RAFFLECOPTER AND McKAYLA SCHUTT'S BOLD AND BRASSY BIRTHDAY BASH

Please join me today, August 22nd, from 4-11pm EST, in celebrating author McKayla Schutt's Birthday and her New Release -- Imprinted 3 (The War) And chat live with me at 6pm EST. 
 
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Expect fun, games, prizes, and scintillating excerpts and erotic tales.
 
Hope to see you all there :)
 

Friday, August 21, 2015

GUEST BLOGGER APRIL ZYON WITH TIGER'S MATE

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Please welcome my guest blogger today, April Zyon with her newest release, TIGER"S MATE.  And congrats to all of my fellow Evernighters who were part of the BAD ALPHA and BAD ALPHA ManLove Anthologies.


Blurb: Streak politics, and differences in opinions forced Kurt Owens to choose his own path. While it may be outside of the law in many regards he sees it as ensuring justice for the true victims of crimes when the system fails them. It’s his way of seeing the guilty pay, and keeping his own inner beast in check with the violence, and blood it craves.

Everyone thinks having a super power would be great. Alexa Harold would beg to differ. She’s been cursed to see ghosts, the dead not yet having gone to their final resting place, or judgment, or wherever they belong. They track her down, and harass her until she’s ready to go mad. Learning early in life what she needs to avoid has been the only saving grace in keeping her sanity intact.

 Then she sees a man who couldn’t possibly be real. It was just her luck that such a prime specimen would in fact be deceased. Only he isn’t, and he’s taking notice of her. With a little temptation, some mystery, and a taunt he leaves her wanting more.

Kurt never thought he’d find his mate outside of the streak, or streak functions. While those of a supernatural inclination aren’t exactly rare, they have had to be careful and keep their population down. Alexa is the woman for him the only one he could ever want or need. And when her life is put in danger by his own past Kurt won’t stop until everyone understands to get to this tiger’s mate, they’ll have to get through him. Page-break-1 AprilZyon-BadAlhaMF-evernightpublishing-jayaheer2015-finalimage Excerpt:

Wrapping his hand around the fresh longneck the bartender slid his way, Kurt lifted it to his lips to take a long drink. His contact was late. Never a good sign when the guy who did all his go-between work wasn’t on time. Especially when it was payday.

Kurt would give the man another half hour before hunting his ass down. Any longer than that and the ditzy blonde at the other end of the bar might garner up some courage to come talk to him. Her friends had been daring her to since they’d caught sight of him. So far she’d resisted their urging despite the number of hungry looks she’d sent his way.

While he had zero problems hooking up with some random, preferably nameless, chick in a bar, that one looked like serious trouble. He could have given anyone a multitude of reasons why. Namely he knew she was trouble by the two thousand dollar shoes, one and a half thou handbag, and he didn’t even want to tally up her outfit. Kurt wasn’t a connoisseur of fashion, not even close, but he’d been around enough to start to recognize the brand names. He had to be observant in what he did, as otherwise he’d end up dead.

He took another long pull from the bottle, camouflaging his perusal of the group so that they wouldn’t perceive it as interest. The blonde was downing shots. Freaking fan-fucking-tastic. If she put enough down, she’d likely get up the courage to actually wobble over in her overpriced stilettos. Not what he wanted tonight. He was here to get paid for the job he’d completed, and then he was going to find a place where no one knew him to crash for many hours of peaceful slumber.

Tensing, he felt someone getting close he let out a breath. Only the waitress. He’d chosen the end of the bar with the wall to his back so he could see the entire place, and so no one could get too close without him knowing. While it sucked if he had to bail, it was tactically the wisest location in case trouble came calling.

 And blonde bimbo was making her move. Son of a fucking bitch. She tottered across the bar, closing the distance between them as he waved the bartender over for another cold one. Relief crashed through him as his contact slid onto the empty seat at Kurt’s side.

“Sorry, man, fucking accident six blocks over fucked me right up. I’m late. I sincerely apologize. Didn’t know it was there until I was in the thick of the shit. It’s truly amazing how perfectly decent human beings turn into the Grim fucking Reaper when there’s a DOA at a crash. Couldn’t get a single one of them to move enough to let me through. Fuckers all looked at me like I was the douchebag.”

Lenny signaled the bartender when he’d finished his spiel. Kurt gave the man a few moments to take a drink before he acknowledged him. “No worries,” he said quietly. He didn’t bother mentioning he’d been mere minutes from heading out to hunt his scrawny ass down. No reason to upset the little guy unduly. Besides, Lenny knew what Kurt would do to him if the man didn’t show up for a meet.

“I tucked it into the usual spot,” Lenny said. Which meant Kurt’s payment was secured in Kurt’s truck in the lockbox in the back. “I may have another gig for you. I’ll need to do some background, and check a few of the less clear details, but I should know something in a couple of days.”

Kurt gave a slow nod. The blonde was back at the table of idiotic sorority types downing more shots. “Shoot me a text for a meet when you feel confident about it.”

While Lenny might give the impression of being the unreliable sort, Kurt did trust him. To a degree. The man brokered all the deals, kept Kurt out of it all, and ensured Kurt got paid for what he did. Doing what he did, it wasn’t like Kurt could set up a web page and advertise. That was just begging for a one way ticket to a ten by eight cell for life, if not the chair.

Tipping his beer up he did another visual sweep of the place. Movement from the end of the bar near the girls caught his attention. Son of a … bikers, why the hell is it always bikers? Most were good guys even if they did shit that had the law on their asses most of the time. Then there were the wannabes who acted tough, blew smoke, and basically started shit. The guys making lewd gestures to one another about the sorority sisters were very definitely in the second category.

 Big, scary looking, and assholes. They’d also been drinking so it was a situation ripe, and ready to explode. Setting his beer down Kurt turned slightly. “You may want to finish that up, and clear out. There’s about to be trouble in here.”

Kurt was itching for a fight. His last job had gone smoothly, too smoothly for him. He was a hands-on sort that liked to get good and bloody. The biker assholes might finally give him a way to let off a bit of steam. And if he happened to break a few of their bones or faces, all the better in his mind. While Kurt’s conscience didn’t pipe up all that often, there was no way he’d risk the guy that was his go-to man.

“Uh, shit, right.” Lenny chugged the last of his beer quickly. He reached to his pocket.

“I got it, go.” Kurt pulled off a couple of bills to pay for his beers and Lenny’s. The man took a cut off every job Kurt completed, which was all of them because he was that fucking good, but Kurt still paid for his drinks at every meet.

“One of these days I will pay for a drink, you know.”

“You can try, but we both know who has the better and faster moves. Now go. You’re no use to me in a hospital.”

“The love and concern for my wellbeing I feel pouring off you warms my heart.”

Hearing the sarcasm Kurt turned his eyes on the other man, and growled. Not some pissy ass sound a human could make, but a sound only a born predator could pull from the bowels of his gut.

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Thursday, August 20, 2015

McKAYLA SCHUTT'S BOLD AND BRASSY BIRTHDAY BASH

Please join me on Starday, August 22nd, from 4-11pm EST, in celebrating author McKayla Schutt's Birthday and her New Release -- Imprinted 3 (The War)
Chat live with me during this event at 6pm EST, on Facebook.

Expect fun, games, prizes, and scintillating excerpts and erotic tales.

In the meantime, enter my Rafflecopter for a chance to win a copy of Three Made In Heaven 


Hope to see you all there.  :)
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Wednesday, August 19, 2015

GUEST BLOGGER KARINA KANTAS

Please welcome my guest blogger, Karina Kantas.


With my love for rock music and S.E.Hinton's novellas, it's no surprise that most of my books are about rebels and outlaws.

Born in the midlands
UK, I grew up in a poor, rough area of town and used my writing to escape an unsettling reality. Delving deep into my characters' minds and hearts, I give my readers thought provoking and sometimes dark story-lines.

I have over thirty publications including short stories, flash fiction, book reviews, film reviews, poetry and articles.

Nominated top ten of female authors of biker fiction, my loyal fans have loved my hard core thrillers.

With an International fan base, you can find me on popular network sites such as Twitter and Facebook, where I'm only too happy to interact with my readers.

No matter what genre of fiction I write, you'll always hear loud rock music playing while I work, as it allows me to fade away and become one with my characters.

Don't except happy endings in my novels as I write about real life. There's no cotton candy more like Pink Ladies and
STD's

My novels have exciting storylines, shocking and disturbing scenes that will keep you glued to the pages.

I live on the beautiful
Island of Corfu with my Greek husband and two daughters.





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Titles to date:

In Times of Violence.
YA urban thriller/romance . About friendship, brotherhood and the price one has to pay for respect.

Huntress.
18 +  MC romance/thriller. Revenge and love entwine in this violent and sexual novel.

Lawless Justice
18+ Vigilante biker thriller the ladies get a lead role in this book. Watch out for the Kittnz they will claw you apart.

Road Rage
18+ violent and explicit  Gem quickly finds out that the racing team Rage aren't that much different to the outlaw MC she ran away from.





Thanks for stopping by, Karina.  :)




Tuesday, August 18, 2015

GUEST BLOGGER RANDY WIGGINS WITH GOING HOME

Please welcome my guest blogger today, Randy Wiggins with his new release, GOING HOME.


GOING HOME TO FIND LOVE
BY Jared Mathews
As told to Randy Wiggins


A few months back the one person in life I had an actual crush on in high school moved back to town. To say he went off and succeeded in life is an understatement, he completed college, became a public school teacher and a published author. Yes, I am a raving fan of his books and have been ever since I read the first one, there are three now and it was at the local book store where he was doing a signing that we came face to face again for the first time in five years.
In those five years I had gone off to college only to have to drop out and return home to help my mother care for the father that hated me for being gay. Needless to say we didn’t get along any better than we had when he found out I was gay at sixteen. I took care of chores, shopped and worked while she cared for my dying father. He did die and rather than return to college I stayed home and continued, working shopping and doing chores, though there was a bit more money now with his insurance, my job and my mother’s so called job as a stay at home phone telemarketer.
Well, I went to the signing, met up with Gavin and he took me to dinner after a slight altercation with the town bully which you can read about it the story excerpt found after this blog entry.  You can also read about one of our hot sex sessions in the adult excerpt which is also following this blog entry and you can get the entire story by reading Randy Wiggins’ GOING HOME which covers everything rather nicely. Thanks for your time and buying the e-book from Siren at: http://www.bookstrand.com/going-home-wiggins .

Story excerpt:
Jared Mathews entered the book store with a nervous energy. He had come out to his friends and family at the age of eighteen, but at twenty-one he had yet to go on a date much less have a relationship with another man. Gavin Harris, his secret crush as a freshman was back in town to do a signing for his second novel. Gavin had been a senior, two years ahead and way out of his league. Gavin had also been the first out quarterback in the school’s history, and on top of that he stood up for all the kids who were called “fag” and “queer”, even the ones that weren’t gay at all. Everybody loved Gavin, and still did, especially Jared.
Jared made it through the long line after an hour’s slow crawl forward. He said hello, and Gavin smiled at him.
“I know you…Jaden, Jason, no Jared, Jared Mathews, right?” he questioned.
“Wow, great memory.”
“It’s easy when the person is worth remembering, and you were worth it.” Gavin stood up and rounded the table to give Jared a big hug. He whispered in Jared’s ear, “Meet me at Banyons after the signing.”
Jared felt all flushed and embarrassed but pleased that he had been remembered at all, much less remembered fondly. “It’s great to see you again. I read your first book and thought it was amazing,” Jared gushed. He felt as though his face must be the color of a fire truck.
Gavin inscribed the hardcover and handed it back with a warm smile, “nice seeing you again, Jared.” He winked and moved to the next fan in line.
Banyons Really, Jared thought as he made his way to the cash register. The hottest guy he had ever known had just asked to meet him at the most expensive steak house in town. Shit, how would he afford his meal? The cash for the book had to be borrowed from his mom until payday. He reached the register only to be told that there was no charge. Gavin Harris had sent a note to the cashier to let her know he was paying Jared’s copy himself.
Jared told the woman thanks and accepted a bag to carry his book in. He left the store to walk for a bit then remembered he needed to call his mom and let her know he wouldn’t be home for dinner. He hated that he had to live with his mother because his job didn’t pay shit. What money he did make was being saved so that he could go back to college. He’d dropped out when his father got sick with the cancer and hadn’t saved enough to pay the tuition for the full year yet.
He hit the number on the key pad of his phone and listened to the beeps before the ringing began. His mother picked up with a sunny hello. “I won’t be home for dinner tonight Mom.”
“Jared dear, how will you eat?” She sounded worried. His mother had always been very protective of him, though it really felt more like controlling to him.
“Gavin Harris invited me to dinner…at Banyons, can you believe it? I didn’t even think he would remember me.”
“The writer you went to see,” she said flatly, “Why would he do that dear?”
“I guess because I was the only guy from school to show up.”
“You mentioned him a few times as I recall now,” her voice giving away the nervousness she felt. She had dealt with his being gay but the practicality of it hadn’t come up before. Now she would have to really decide how shew felt and deal with the idea that her precious son would rather be with men than women. At times like this she would normally wish her husband was alive but he had made his opinion quite clear on the subject. That was the main thing that led to their divorce after twenty five years of marriage.
“He saved me from some pretty serious beat downs in high school,” Jared said, feeling like he had to defend his reasoning for wanting to have dinner with the man.
“Well, have a good time dear and be careful please. I love you Jared,” she said before hanging up. Regina thought just as she hung up the receiver that she had heard Jared say something else. Her mind was all over the place and her chest was tight, it felt like the night he had told her about his homosexuality for the first time. It had been one of the most painful moments of her life but Jared was her son and she would take him as he was, but she wouldn’t give up hope that he would change his mind someday.
“Love you too, Mom,” he said to a dead line. She had been the first to accept him as he was when he came out, but she still had moments of uncertainty. She constantly worried about the small minded people of their little Georgia town.
He replaced the cell phone in his pocket and started walking down toward the restaurant a few blocks away.
Adult excerpt:
Once in the bedroom Gavin pulled Jared in for another blazing hot kiss. Mouths sealed tight to one another, tongues roping in and out of their mouths making them both hard to the point of explosion.
They separated long enough to remove their shirts then went back to kissing as hands roamed over hard muscle and smooth flesh. Jeans became unbuttoned, unzipped and discarded with barely a thought as the two men continued the oral battle of tongues. Though Jared was coming off the submissive of the two as he figured he would. There was nothing the man could ask of him short of murder at that moment.
“I want you Gavin, I want to taste you, hold you in my mouth,” Jared said barely able to catch his breath.
“Oh man, babe that sounds so great,” replied Gavin. He moved Jared on to the bed and they wrapped themselves around each other before Jared broke away and began licking Gavin’s neck and moving slowly down to his left nipple, circling the little brown pebble until it began to harden, and then moved to the right to repeat the process before licking down his mildly hairy abdomen to his happy trail. Jared continued down slower making the next part last as long as he could, he took the fat head of Gavin’s eight inch cock into his mouth and tongued the slit as he slowly began to slide more of the man into his mouth. Gavin’s hard member reached the back of Jared’s throat at which point Jared began to choke and Gavin pulled back a bit before making another attempt to lodge his entire self into Jared warm, wet embrace.
Gavin lay back with one hand wrapped in Jared’s blond hair and the other arm covering his eyes as he savored the amazing feeling of Jared’s oral loving. He had always thought that it would be like this if the two of them were to meet again. 
“Babe, you are fucking incredible,” Gavin cried out as he felt his load beginning to simmer, sending electrical shocks up his spine to his brain. “If you aren’t ready to swallow yet you better finish me off by hand, it won’t be much longer.”
Jared was nowhere near willing to give up without getting the prize he longed for. He locked his mouth around the invasive cock with the head solidly in his throat as he felt Gavin tense up, seconds later he found himself swallowing shot after shot of hot cum as it shot from the head of Gavin’s penis.
“Fuck me, that is so hot,” Gavin yelled. Blowing him like this it made Gavin wonder just how virginal Jared really was, he’d only been with a few men himself and none of them were near as talented as Jared was proving to be.
Jared drained Gavin to the last salty, spicy drop before licking the shrinking cock clean before letting it slip from his mouth. He licked his lips as he began to kiss his way back up Gavin’s body, making the return trip to the man’s mouth far slower than the trip down.
Gavin held Jared’s shoulders with his hands as the young man worked the right nipple nearly to the point of pain before moving to the left and doing the same.
After a few more licks they met mouth to mouth again and began to kiss with far greater passion.
The two men parted and Jared lay beside his lover on the large bed breathing heavy, it wasn’t until then that he realized he had already blown his own load while working his way back up Gavin’s body.
“That was the best blow job I have ever had. Are you sure you are a virgin,” he teased.
“Well, I may have practiced with a dildo a few times,” Jared said with a smile and a faint blush.
“You are so bad, and I love it,” Gavin said. “One day we’ll have to bring out that dildo so I can watch you use it on yourself,” he added. He pulled Jared into an embrace and held him back to his own front and rubbed Jared’s chest with his right  hand, his fingers found the man’s right nipple and worked it with his fingers as he felt a light doze coming on; within moments both men were fast asleep.

Thanks for stopping by, Randy.  :)