Sunday, August 20, 2017

Unseen by Lucy Felthouse-A Terrible Mistake Is Now An Opportunity For Love #RomanceNovel #MM

When a scientific procedure has unexpected results, Rory tries to make the best of a bad situation and ends up becoming an accidental superhero.


Medical scientist Rory is working in his top secret underground laboratory in Central London when a procedure has unexpected results. Far from curing his patient, a monkey called Arnold, of an unpleasant disease, he manages to turn the animal invisible! In his panic, Rory accidentally gets some of the serum he injected Arnold with into his own bloodstream, rendering himself invisible, too.

With disbelief and confusion filling his brain, Rory finds it impossible to think straight, much less to figure out what precisely happened, and what on earth he’s going to do about it. So, after stripping off his clothes—which remain visible and therefore would give him away—he heads out into the London night for a walk to try and clear his head. 

Soon, a series of events lead him into a situation where he takes heroic action to protect somebody from hurting themselves, or someone else. And, just when Rory thinks things can’t get any weirder, he’s found, completely naked, in the home of the man he helped the previous evening. 

How can he explain his way out of this?



Rory carefully placed the empty syringe into a kidney bowl on a wheeled metal table at his side then snapped off his latex gloves and put them next to the bowl. When he turned back to his workstation, though, the monkey he’d just injected had disappeared.

He blinked, as though his eyes were not functioning correctly and that closing and opening them again would do a hard reset. Like doing a restart on his PC when it acted up. Unfortunately, in the case of his eyes, it didn’t help. He tried again, just to be sure. No such luck. The monkey was still not there.

Shaking his head, he looked around the laboratory. It wasn’t very big, and there was nowhere to hide. Not for a creature the size of Arnold, anyway. Even an escaped mouse would be pretty easy to locate. Rory wondered if perhaps he was asleep and dreaming—vivid and bonkers dreams were a constant in his life. A swift pinch of his arm answered that question. Muttering, he rubbed the afflicted area, the cotton of his lab coat soft beneath his fingers.

He frowned, then frowned some more as a thought occurred to him. A thought so unbelievable, so ludicrous that he couldn’t understand why it had even popped into his brain.
Because it’s the only possible explanation.

He shook his head. No, it wasn’t. There was a perfectly rational explanation for Arnold’s sudden disappearance. He wasn’t where he’d left him, but although he was smart, there was no way in hell he could have escaped the lab. It was impossible. Rory reached into his pocket and clasped the hard plastic of his security pass between his fingers and heaved a sigh of relief. The very idea of a monkey—albeit a tame, friendly one—wandering around the City of London didn’t bear thinking about. And neither did the consequences.

Determined to disprove his silly idea, Rory began searching in earnest for Arnold. It took all of five seconds—he wasn’t underneath the workstation, or behind the large storage unit at one end of the long room. All of the cupboards were closed and locked, and the keys still hung securely on a lanyard around Rory’s neck. There was nowhere else the animal could have gone.
Rory scratched his head, the scientist in him still desperate not to resort to believing the thought that was now flashing on and off in his mind in strobe lighting, unwilling to be ignored any longer.
Invisible. You’ve turned Arnold invisible.

No. No way. He was trying to cure a lethal disease, not create some Harry Potter-esque potion for invisibility. But it was a cloak that made them invisible in Harry Potter, wasn’t it, not a potion? He tutted and sighed, then shook his head. 


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Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller), The Persecution of the Wolves and Hiding in Plain Sight. Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 160 publications to her name. 

She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at, or on Twitter or Facebook. 

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Thursday, August 17, 2017

Their Wayward Bride by Vanessa Vale-She Ran Into Their Arms But Can They Protect Her From Her Dangerous Past? #RomanceNovel #Cowboys #Menage


When Laurel Sinclair's uncaring father seeks to pawn her off in marriage as part of a business deal, she seeks to avoid her fate by fleeing. But running away in a Montana blizzard proves to be a terrible mistake.

When handsome ranchers Mason and Brody find the stranded redhead next to her injured horse, they take her in and immediately decide to make her theirs, convinced they can convert the beautiful stranger to an unusual arrangement of marrying them both.

The Bridgewater way of one woman marrying two husbands is foreign to Laurel, but she soon grows to love the two protective men who awaken her to a world of carnal pleasures she never knew existed. She grows to love them for their guidance and protection.

But will her happiness be threatened by the secret she harbors? Will Mason and Brody still love her if they discover who she is? And what will happen when her scheming father and the cruel man he wanted her to marry finally track her down?

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Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Protecting Their Mate by Moira Rogers-Being Near Her Draws Out His Feral And Wild Side #RomanceNovel #Shifters #Menage


As Ashley settles in to her life at the lodge, she meets more of her new pack mates--including wicked, intense Jud. His touch arouses her hunger--and Blake's possessiveness. Lucas, the unyielding alpha, grows concerned with the attachment between Blake and Ashley and sends Blake out on a mission.

While Blake is away, Ashley meets the most elusive member of her new pack--the enigmatic Connor, a hacker who, like her, was raised among humans. For Connor, sex is volatile--dangerous--and being near Ashley draws out the feral edge of the wolf inside him. As Ashley's connection with Blake--and with Lucas--grows deeper, an outside force threatens the peace of the Last River pack.

Note: Protecting Their Mate was originally published as an eight part serial under the penname Mia Thorne. It has been repackaged, but the story remains the same.


Jud wouldn’t approach, not yet. He might have, if it had been Mac or Connor who had beaten him in the chase, especially when the prey was this sweet. But Blake was dominant, and Jud would wait for an invitation.

He might even enjoy watching.

Ashley had gone still beneath Blake. Her gaze darted to the tree line, and he knew the moment she spotted the other wolf, because one hand closed around Blake’s upper arm, and the other slid into his hair.

He dipped his head and dragged his tongue up her cheek. To taunt Jud. To satisfy himself. “Jud was chasing you, too. But I found you first.”

She stretched slowly, still staring out into the woods, and tugged his head down to her breast.

Her nipple was already tight. He flicked his tongue across it, savoring her moan and the restless lift of her body. She loved this, too–the thrill of letting him touch her while someone watched from the shadows.

So did he.

Moira Rogers

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Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Liberation by Becca Van-They Are Determined To Prove To Her That They Are Then Men For Her #RomanceNovel #Cowboys #Menage

[Siren Menage Everlasting: Erotic Contemporary Cowboy Menage a Quatre Romance, M/F/M/M, HEA]


After being shot in a bank hold-up, Delta Sykes packs her bags and heads to Slick Rock, Colorado. She is lucky enough to see a real estate advertisement for the sale of the town’s diner and decides a change is a good way to find a semblance of peace.

However, she doesn’t expect to meet and be attracted to three men—or to have them return the attraction. No one has ever looked at her twice or treated her like a normal human being, and she keeps waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Major, Rocco, and Ace Porter know Delta is the woman they’ve been waiting for. However, trying to convince the hearing-impaired Delta they aren’t stringing her along is harder than they thought.

When Delta ends up in danger, the men rally around her to protect her and she finally concedes to try a relationship with them.

Just when they think the danger has passed, Delta is snatched right out from under their noses.

Note: This book contains triple penetration.

A Siren Erotic Romance

 Becca Van is a Siren-exclusive author.



“What are you thinking so deeply about?” Rocco nudged his foot under the table.

“Nothing much,” Major murmured, and while he tried to stop his gaze from wondering over to their friends and Carly, he couldn’t seem to help himself.

Rocco knew him too well. “You’re pining.”

Major glared at his brother before turning his eyes toward the window. The sun had gone down half an hour ago, and while it wasn’t late, it wasn’t early either. Sunrise came way too early.

“Where the hell is our dessert?” Ace scowled toward the diner’s counter.

“Give the girl a chance, little brother,” Major said. “This place is packed and she’s the only waitress working.”

“The new owner better get his finger out of his ass and hire on some more people. If the customers have to wait too long for their orders, they’ll stop coming.”

“Let me out.” Carly nudged Ridge’s arm.

“What’s wrong?” Ridge asked as he stood.

Carly scooted to the edge of the seat before standing. “Nothing’s wrong.”

Major watched Carly as she hurried toward the waitress and spoke quietly to her. The girl looked relieved when she began nodding. She pointed toward something on the other side of the counter.

Carly patted Cindy on the arm, skirted the counter, grabbed an apron, wrapped it around her waist and went to the serving window. She picked up the plates of food under the warming light and took them to a table.

“Shit!” Ridge took a step toward his wife, but Bull grabbed his arm and shook his head.

“If you want to sleep in our wife’s bed tonight, I’d sit my ass back down.”

“She shouldn’t be—” Ridge cut himself off and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Our wife is generous and has a huge heart,” Rocky said. “Are you going to stop her from helping out that girl when you can see she needs help?”

“Fuck.” Ridge sat back in his seat, crossed his arms over his chest and stared at Carly.

Major bit the inside of his cheek but he couldn’t stop the smile forming when Ace snickered. Rocco chuckled and tried to cover the sound up by coughing. It didn’t work. Ridge scowled at them before gazing at his wife again.

Fifteen minutes later, Cindy filled all their coffee mugs and headed toward the serving window. She turned and headed in their direction before placing the desserts in front of Ace and Rocco.

“Sorry for the wait.”

“No worries, honey. Did the other waitresses call in sick?” Major asked.

Cindy glanced away, shook her head and rushed back toward the serving window.

“What the hell is going on?” Rocco frowned. “The last owner had no trouble hiring staff. The owner must be a real asshole.”

“You’re jumping to conclusions,” Bull said. “Most of the wait staff were college students. They might have all graduated and moved away.”

“What about the high school kids?” Ace asked. “Surely some of them want to earn some spending money? Something weird is going on here.”

Major was in agreement about the weird part. He glanced toward Carly as he took a sip of his coffee. He moaned as the delicious flavor burst on his taste buds. When he saw Carly nodding and gesturing with her hands, he frowned.

“What the hell is your wife doing?”

Since Ridge was already facing the right way and saw everything Carly did, he just shrugged. Bull and Rocky turned to glance at her over their shoulders.

“She looks like she’s trying to mime or something.”

“Why would she—”

Bull interrupted Ace’s question. “I’ve seen something like that before.”

“Where? When?” Rocco asked.

“A buddy of ours ended up with hearing damaging after serving. He couldn’t hear worth a damn for months and the only way he could communicate was with pen and paper or mime.” Bull turned back around.

“You think the chef’s deaf?” Ace asked.

“The chef or the kitchen hand Carly’s trying to communicate with.”

“We’ll find out when she’s finished with her good deed.” Rocky sipped at his coffee.

It was another half hour before Carly came back to her husbands. She sat down with a sigh and snuggled into Ridge when he slung an arm around her shoulders.

“Why aren’t there more waitresses working here?” Ridge asked.

Carly sat up straight and crossed her arms under her breasts. The scowl on her face, the firm set of her uplifted chin, and the fire in her eyes told of her anger.

“The new owner is also the chef. The poor woman is deaf and can’t interview for new staff. She has an ad in the window but rumors have spread that she can’t hear and no one other than Cindy has applied for work. Cindy is also proficient in sign language since her baby sister is deaf.”

“That fucking stinks of prejudice,” Rocky said angrily.

“Tell me about it.” Carly gnawed on her lip. “We have to do something to help, but I don’t know what.”

“I have an idea,” Major said.

“What?” Carly met his gaze.

“Why don’t you and some of the other women do the interviewing for the owner?”

Carly slapped her hand against her forehead. “Why didn’t I think of that? I’ve been such an airhead lately.”

“Don’t stress about it, baby,” Bull said. “It’s just hormones.”

“If I’m like this now, what am I going to be like in six months’ time?”

“You’re pregnant?” Ace asked.

Carly nodded.

Major resisted the urge to rub at his aching chest. For a few moments, he had no idea why he was feeling pain, but when he looked a little deeper, he realized he was jealous. Jealous that his friends had what he’d been pining for the last three or so years. However, he was also happy for them.


Major hooked his thumbs into the side of her cotton boy shorts at the same time as Rocco tugged the tank top over Delta’s head. His breath hitched in his throat when her gorgeous breasts came into view. They were so fucking beautiful his mouth watered for a taste, but when he was finally able to breathe again, he inhaled deeply and groaned as the musky scent of her sweet honey invaded his nostrils.

Ace leaned up and slanted his mouth over hers just as Rocco cupped her lush breasts in his hands. Her moan of pleasure was muffled as her tongue tangled with Ace’s. She whimpered when Rocco began to knead and mold her breasts before strumming his thumbs over the hard, dusky rose-hued nipples.

If he wasn’t so hungry for a taste of her he would have sat back and watched as his brothers pleasured their woman, but he was shaking with need and didn’t want, couldn’t, wait a moment longer.

He shoved his thumbs further down the side of her boy short panties, gave a hard tug and sighed with relief when the seams tore. He pulled the material out from under her ass and lowered his gaze to her pussy.

His heart rate escalated even more when he saw bare pink folds with drops of creamy dew glistening on her skin, and her clit was already so engorged the hood had already slid back.

With slow deliberation, he caressed his way up the inside of her thighs giving her time to protest and change her mind, all the while holding his breath and hoping she didn’t.

When he reached the junction of her thighs, he lightly caressed over her labia majora and groaned when the tips of his fingers slid through her honey.

He glanced up to see that she was still kissing Ace passionately, and Rocco was pinching and plucking her nipples between his fingers and thumbs.

Major shifted on his knees and lowered down to his haunches until his mouth was hovering over her dripping cunt. He drew in another deep breath, taking the aroma of her cream deep into his lungs, and then lowered his head as he wrapped his arms around her upper thighs.

He took a long slow lick from her dripping hole to her protruding clit, loving the way she jerked as his tongue lapped over her nub and the moaning gasping sounds she made, but it still wasn’t enough. Major wanted to hear her screaming in ecstasy.

This time instead of caressing over her clit with the flat of his tongue, he used the very tip to flick over her distended pearl rapidly. She groaned and whimpered and shoved her hips toward his face.

He tightened his hold around her legs, and then rimmed her creamy well with the tip of his finger as he swirled his tongue around her sensitive bud. Her legs shook in his hold, but he was holding her too tightly for her to escape him. Not that she was trying to pull away from him. In fact, the opposite was true. She was rocking her hips to and fro, and from the way Rocco was hissing and groaning, he was having a hell of a time staying in control. He gazed up Delta’s body to see his brother grinding his teeth together and his head thrown back as if he was in pain. Each time Delta rocked, she had to be rubbing her sexy peach of an ass against Rocco’s hard cock.

Major closed his eyes and savored each tremor of her body as he ate at her pussy. He licked down and lapped up her sweet honey before moving back to her clit to nibble on the small bud with his lips.

When he felt her entrance pulse open, he slipped his finger into her hole. He was the one groaning when her wet cunt clamped down around his digit. She was so fucking wet she was dripping, but she was also hot, and very, very tight. Almost too tight. He didn’t need to be a genius to figure out that Delta had limited experience in the sex department, or that maybe she was still a virgin.

His heart and soul surged with protectiveness and possessiveness.

Although he could have paused things to ask her the all-important question, he didn’t want to take time out from tasting her, and he didn’t want her to feel self-conscious if she was inexperienced. There was a chance she would call everything to a halt, and he didn’t want to give her a reason to change her mind. So he vowed then and there to make sure she only felt pleasure at his and his brothers’ hands. However, he also wanted to stretch her out and make her come before taking her virginity. Major and his brothers were bigger than average and their cocks were no exception.

Pushing his thoughts aside, he began to pump his finger in and out of her cunt as he suckled and lapped at her clit. He couldn’t wait to taste her cum in his mouth.

* * * *

Delta was on sensation overload. She was burning up and aching so badly she wanted to scream, but she since she didn’t know how loud she’d be if she did, she swallowed the urge back down.

She couldn’t believe what they were doing to her.

Major was licking her pussy and finger fucking her at the same time. Ace kept alternating between kissing her voraciously and nibbling and licking along her neck and nipping at her ear. Rocco was playing with her breasts, and each time he squeezed her nipples between his fingers and thumbs, her pussy clenched and her clit throbbed.

Her muscles were trembling and shaking, and her insides had a deep primal ache she didn’t think would ever be appeased.

She groaned and gasped when Major added another finger to her pussy and began to pump them in and out.

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Monday, August 14, 2017

This Cradle Won't Fall by Dixie Lynn Dwyer-She Is Determined To Make It As A Single Mom By Herself But They Won't Let Her #RomanceNovel #Menage #RomanticSuspense #BDSM

[Siren LoveXtreme Forever: Erotic Contemporary Menage Romantic Suspense, M/F/M/M/M/M, HEA]


Evonna “Vye” Colon will do whatever it takes to protect her unborn child from an abusive man heading down a path of destruction. Her only chance of keeping her baby and herself alive is to get as far away from Merdock Mullen as possible. Vye and baby Benny make a grand entrance into Salvation during a dangerous rainstorm, nearly succumbing to the elements. Thank God for American soldiers and five men who never expected to deliver a baby—or to instantly make a bond with Vye and Benny.

Vye is set on making it as a single mom. She’s not interested in this town rule of guardianship, no matter how attracted she becomes to the McCann brothers. She’s not a good judge of character when it comes to men—her self-confidence and self-esteem is low, never mind these crazy postpartum hormones.

It will take a little push from the townsfolk, some momentous encounters, and a bit of friendly petting to get her to let down her guard and take a chance…kind of hard when the five men fight their own denial, until jealousy kicks them in the behind and gets them to stake a claim. Salvation is achieved for all of them.

 Note: This book contains triple penetration.

A Siren Erotic Romance

Dixie Lynn Dwyer is a Siren-exclusive author.


“Come on, baby, don’t come now. Please just wait until we get to Aunt Ella’s place. It isn’t too far,” Vye said aloud and tried breathing through the contractions.

They were bad. They were close together. She panicked as she rounded the corner just as lighting struck, and a tree fell down in front of her, slamming against the windshield. She screamed, and jerked the wheel before hitting her head on the steering wheel. She was stunned a moment. She reached up, touched her fingers to her forehead, and felt the blood as water started to come into the car.

The car was moving sideways. She was going to be taken away and pulled into the water below. “Oh, God, no!” she cried out to the darkness. She undid her seatbelt and pulled the shoulder bag with her money inside over her head, but as she went to move, she felt dizzy and the contractions intensified.

“I’m going to die out here and so is my baby. Oh, God, help me. Help me,” she cried out. Suddenly she saw headlights, and then men getting out of a truck. The tree was over the hood of her car and glass was all over her lap and the coat she wore.

She was petrified. When the man with the brown crew cut hair approached, along with another one with long blonde hair, she felt lightheaded. He got the door open.

“What in God’s name are you doing out here this time of night?” the blonde yelled out, then squinted at her, apparently seeing the blood on her forehead.

“Help her, Kendrick. She’s hurt, and the bridge is flooding out. It’s going to take the damn car,” the other one yelled.

“Come on, honey,” the other one said as more lightning struck and thunder rolled. The blonde reached for her as the car rocked, water splashed up onto them, and she felt her water break. Her eyes widened and she tightened her hold on him. He lifted her out like nothing and then carried her across the deep water and to their truck. They got her inside.

* * * *

Lou stared at the gorgeous blonde in the back seat of their truck. As Kendrick got into the driver’s side, Lou got in the back with her and reached for the first aid kit.

“Where the hell are you heading this time of night and in a storm like this?” Lou asked as Hendrick turned in his seat and looked at her too.

She had gorgeous baby blue eyes, blonde hair, and full, pink lips. She was so strikingly beautiful, he couldn’t even process his thoughts. She held her arms over her stomach and that was when he noticed how round she was.

“Please. Get me to Ella Brazos’s farm. Please,” she said and closed her eyes, seemingly in pain.

“Ella’s? Honey, you need a hospital,” Kendrick stated.

“We aren’t getting her to one in this weather and with the bridge flooded out. How do you know Ella?”

“Please. The baby is coming. Just get me there,” she said.

“Baby?” Kendrick asked and looked down just as Lou reached out and undid her coat.

“Holy shit. You’re having a baby?” he asked, his heart instantly pounding. His thought about how he found the woman incredibly attractive, but now that he knew she was pregnant, and maybe some guy’s woman, he felt like a dick.

“Where the fuck is the father?” Kendrick asked, raising his voice.

“He shouldn’t let you out driving on your own in weather like this. Jesus, what the fuck?” Kendrick carried on.

“Just drive her to our place, Kendrick. We aren’t making it the twenty miles to Ella’s. I’ll call the sheriff,” Lou said, pulling out his cell phone.

She grabbed his hand.

“No. No, please, no sheriff. Just get me to Ella’s,” she stated.

“Honey, it’s too far. Where is the father? Do you want to call him and let him know the baby is coming and that you’re with men that can help you?” Lou asked her. She held his gaze. Her gorgeous baby blues were filled with tears. “There is no father. It’s just me and my baby.”

Lou looked at Kendrick, who narrowed his eyes and just seemed to stare at the young woman.

“Kendrick, drive and call the others on the way. Have them get things ready. I’ll call Ella,” Lou told his brother.

* * * *

Vye cried out as another set of contractions came just as they lay her on a bed.

“Holy shit. She could have died out there, and the baby too,” some tall man said. There were five very large, serious-looking men in the room, and still no Aunt Ella.

“Please. Ella,” she said, panting for breath and trying to breathe. Lou, the one guy who comforted her since getting her into the truck, came over and held her hand, then caressed her forehead with a washcloth.

“She’s trying to get here, but I don’t think she’s going to make it in time. We’re going to have to deliver this baby, honey.”

“No. Oh, God, no, please, this can’t be happening. Haven’t I gone through enough? Goddamnit, I can’t take this bad luck anymore. I can’t.” She cried and then gasped as another contraction hit.

“Okay, I know this is a bad situation all around. You don’t know us and we don’t know you, but we’re soldiers, trained men in military abilities and some medical ones. We can handle this until Ella comes along and takes over and Doc arrives. He’s making his way through this torrential downpour. Trees are down and it’s a damn obstacle course. So, let’s work together. Introductions will help. I’m Tex,” the tall man with the dark black hair and huge, muscular body said, and she breathed through the pain and nodded.

“I’m Frankie,” the man with the black beard, a scowl on his face, and tattoos on his arms told her. He was scary. She swallowed hard.

“I’m Pierce,” the man with a very short, reddish brown crew cut and a beard said, looking dead serious. Maybe he was pissed that she’d invaded their home like this.

“And you know I’m Kendrick,” the flirty one with the blonde, shoulder-length hair said.

“And I’m Lou. So, what’s your name?” Lou asked as he held her ankle and caressed it.

“Evonna, but my friends call me Vye,” she said and then gasped. “It’s coming. Oh, God. I feel it.”


“Training starts now,” Pierce said and slid her panties down her thighs.

“Pierce. Oh, God,” she moaned, leaning back against Frankie.

“I’ve got you. Let go and let us pleasure you, baby. All of us—your men, your guardians, and very soon, your lovers,” Frankie told her and suckled her neck.

“Arms up behind you. Hold onto Frankie,” Kendrick ordered, and she did. She slowly raised her arms up until she felt her bra unclip in the front and part freely.

“Jesus,” Lou said. Then he and Tex started feasting on her breasts again just as Pierce raised her thigh up over his shoulder and stroked a finger into her cunt.

She nearly shot back and away from them, but all four men were holding her firmly as Kendrick stood there and gave orders.

“Let go and let us love you,” he stated firmly. Pierce stroked her cunt faster, deeper, and then he bent lower and licked her cream. They were all feasting on her and Pierce plunged his tongue into her cunt and she cried out her release. He pulled back.

“Fucking delicious. She’s delicious,” he said, lips wet and an expression so wild and carnal in his eyes. Pierce’s muscles flexed and Kendrick placed his hand on his shoulder.

“My turn,” Kendrick stated.

Pierce lowered her leg only for Frankie to bend down with Tex and Lou and lower her to the floor. As Frankie slid from behind her, her back hit the mats and it was on. Kendrick lowered to his chest and spread her thighs over his shoulders and started to feast on her cunt. She cried out and Frankie gripped her arms and held them above her head as Lou and Tex suckled on her breasts hard.

“She looks incredible. Look at her. Our woman,” Pierce said standing there panting for breath. She cried out another release, in shock over what these men were doing to her here on the mat, at the training center. What if someone came in or could see or hear them?

“Easy, sugar."

“Could someone see or hear?” she asked in a panic.

“No fucking way. I locked up immediately,” Kendrick said to her and then thrust another finger into her cunt, then licked and suckled the cream he caused to flow from his ministrations.

She rocked her hips and moaned.

“My turn,” Tex said and Kendrick chuckled.

“I don’t know if I can give this sweet pussy up just yet,” Kendrick said before suckling her clit hard and making her gasp.

“Move the fuck over,” Tex stated and then chuckled. As he moved, Frankie released her arms and went to her side, taking Tex’s place. Her nipple hardened as cool air collided with it, but then Lou was stroking her nipple with his thumb as he watched Tex lower down between her legs and suck on her cunt. He used fingers and tongue to stimulate her pussy and she rocked her hips and moaned as they all took turns feasting on her.

“Me next,” Lou said and then slid down her body only for Kendrick to lower down and suckle her breast.

“So fucking big. Goddamn, you’re bigger than my hand. Holy fuck,” he said and lowered down to feast on her breast as Lou plunged fingers into her cunt as he held her gaze.

“So wet. Jesus, baby, you like it. You want more,” he said to her.

“Yes. Oh, God, this is crazy,” she stated and rocked her hips. Lou pulled his fingers from her cunt and replaced them with his tongue. He suckled and feasted on her and she just kept moaning. When she felt his tongue slide over her anus, she gasped.

“Me,” Frankie said and Lou blew warm breath over her pussy.

“She has a nice, tight bud. We’ll need to work it so she’ll be ready for all of us to claim her fully,” he said and she knew what he meant, but then Lou moved and Frankie went down between her legs, his beard tickling her sensitive flesh before he started to lick her from cunt to anus. Back and forth he licked and then fingered her. When she felt the thick digit plunge into her asshole she cried out and came hard.

“Fuck, yeah. She is going to love a cock in her ass,” Frankie said, then lowered back down and feasted on her.

“You’re fingering her ass?” Tex asked and looked. He and Kendrick lifted her thighs higher and looked down.

Lou cupped her cheeks and tilted her head back so she would look at him. It caused her to raise her pelvis and her breasts.

“Ever have a cock in your ass?”

“No. Oh my God, no, never.”

“Oh,” she cried out as she felt Frankie’s fingers thrust into both holes. She rocked her hips faster.

“That’s it, baby. Fuck she is going to be a fabulous lover. Holy fuck,” Tex said and she grunted and came hard. So hard her head spun. Then Lou kissed her mouth as fingers eased from her body and multiple sets of lips kissed her everywhere they could.

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Saturday, August 12, 2017

Random on Tour: Las Vegas by Julia Kent- She Blew All Of The Band's Money He Offers A Proposition #RomanceNovel

Random on Tour: Las Vegas is the 9th book in Julia Kent’s New York Times bestselling Random series. When the band performs in Vegas, anything goes – including Darla’s dignity and all of the band’s savings. When a savior appears, though, there’s a trade-off for being rescued. A big one. How far is Darla willing to go?

Oh, please. It’s Darla. Like you have to even wonder...

This book is told from the point of view of Darla, Trevor and Joe.


Now, you know my mama’s a gambler (sweeper, whatever....), so I guess I got to blame her for a little of this.

When the band got invited to do a big gig here in Las Vegas, I was so excited. Really excited. And when we got here, I was dazzled.

A little too dazzled. I blame the lights and the money and does Vegas pump a scent through the entire town that makes you think you’re a winner, or what?

Because I gambled all our money away. And by “our,” I mean the band’s money. All of it. Every dang cent.

Only no one knows. They’d kill me. So I have to find a way to make all that money back.

I have an idea. I got a good body and a smart mind.

(Quit laughing).

I can do this. I can fix this.


It’s just gonna get a little weird for a while.


“Did you hear about the woman who died by suffocating on a guy’s penis?” I asked, all out of the blue. That’s how my brain worked sometimes, and hell if I understood it. Given any set of crises, I could compartmentalize and let at least one loose strand of gray matter float off in the wind, brought back by a breeze with a strange little factoid tucked away in the outback, coming forward to be uttered out of my no-filter mouth.

Plus, I needed time for the brain’s back burner to figure out how to give them an answer that fully conveyed my apologies and regret for being so stupid. Given that, why not distract them with a huge-dick story?

Trevor and Joe groaned in unison. They knew how I worked.

“He was from Peters, Ohio, wasn’t he?” Joe asked.

“I’ll get beer. We’re going to need it if this is one of her stories,” Trevor said, standing up and shaking his head as he and Joe exchanged a look I didn’t understand.

“No, not from Peters,” I said. “Trust me, if a guy back home had a cock that big, I’d know about it. Or have been dead long before I met you.”

They both froze, then slowly turned to look at me.


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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire). She lives in New England with her husband and three sons in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever, down

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Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Summer of Seduction An #Anthology- Nine #Erotic Tales Of Passion and Romance Under The Sun #RomanceNovels

Candi Fox, Louisa Bacio, Bobbi Romans, Monica Corwin, Audra Hart, Shakir Rashaan, AM Halford, Sheri Velarde, Izzy Szyn are offering wonderful giveaways. There are Amazon Gift Cert's, ebooks, and a print book of Summer of Seduction up for Grabs. Please use the RaffleCopter below to enter. You may increase your chances of winning by visiting the other tour stops. You may find those locations here. 

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Candi Fox:

Candi Fox, co-host of the wildly popular radio show Candi and Company with over 900 thousand listeners began her venture in the paranormal at the tender age of two, when she witnessed her first apparition. From that moment on the paranormal seemed to follow her. No matter where she moved, the house she lived in the house next door, or the house down the street always seemed to be haunted.

She often wondered if she drew the spirits to her. Little did she know that she was indeed a magnet of sorts. It wasn't until she was in her late twenties that she found people who could not only explain her gifts, but would also help her hone them. Armed with this new knowledge she began to openly explore hauntings and other paranormal phenomena.

Growing up in Indiana lent her the opportunity to explore many famous haunted places including the Hannah House, which was once part of the Underground Railroad. A little over two years ago she moved to Tulsa, OK and has began to explore the haunted landscape in a new state.

Candi lives with her husband, and furry children in Tulsa. She is passionate about the occult, saving and rehabilitating horses, horseback riding, magic, all things mystical and has her Reiki Mastery.

She uses her own paranormal experiences as well as her own life traumas to write from a grounded and realistic perspective about subjects that are hard to talk about and even harder to feel for yourself.

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Louisa Bacio:

A Southern California native, Louisa Bacio can’t imagine living far away from the ocean. The multi-published author of erotic romance enjoys writing within all realms – from short stories to full-length novels.
Bacio shares her household with a supportive husband, two daughters growing “too fast,” and a multitude pet craziness: Two dogs, five fish tanks, an aviary, hamsters, rabbits, guinea pigs and geckos. In her other life, she teaches college classes in English, journalism and popular culture.

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Bobbi Romans:

She's a Mom, BamMaw, Aunt and loves to write, cook, and be both crafty and thrifty. Oddities include, marring people and moons ago, being on a talk show. *wink*

Bobbi writes a little bit of everything to find her available books, check out her Amazon page. To read reviews of her stories, check out her Goodreads page.

To find Bobbi herself she's on Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, Goodreads, and had her blog located at, Bobbi Roman's Yakpad!

She loves to hear from readers so feel free to drop her a line.


Monica Corwin:

Monica Corwin is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author. She is an outspoken writer attempting to make romance accessible to everyone, no matter their preferences. As a Northern Ohioian, Monica enjoys snow drifts, three seasons of weather, and a dislike of Michigan football. Monica owns more books about King Arthur than should be strictly necessary. Also typewriters...lots and lots of typewriters.

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Audra Hart:

Audra Hart is a southern gal with plenty of life experience, which has lent itself to a colorful and somewhat naughty imagination. An avid reader from a very young age who enjoys a wide array of genres, Audra truly loves to read and write sexy paranormal romance novels and strives to write romantic tales which are so exciting, so hot and so moving that her readers can gleefully escape their daily concerns while immersed in her fictional universe. As a lifelong fan of the Happily Ever After, Audra strives to give her readers true moments of joy within the pages of her books. The heroines in these stories are always strong and sensual survivors who find themselves bonded to powerful and sexy alpha-male heroes.

If you enjoy paranormal romance loaded with tons of action, in and out of the bedroom, as well as a fresh twist on mythology and folklore, then Audra Hart is the author for you. If you enjoy well developed characters, intricate plots and surprising twists... check out these stories! All of Audra's novels are written to be enjoyed by adults only.

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Shakir Rashaan:

Shakir Rashaan is the Bestselling author of In Service to the  Senator, the Nubian Underworld series and the Kink, P.I. Series. His other projects include upcoming releases Unthinkable, The Devil's All-American, and SAMOIS: Book four/ Chronicles of the Nubian Underworld. Other Projects are in development for later publication under P.K. Rashaan. If you want to read more, visit


A.M. Halford:

A.M. Halford lives in Southern Oregon and enjoys spending as much time outside as she possibly can. Her partner and her often find themselves hiking with their two dogs when the weather permits it. Fishing, camping, and photography are also activities she greatly enjoy. If the weather doesn’t permit going outside she likes to curl up with a sketch book and draw whatever comes to mind.

A.M. Halford got into writing as an outlet for personal therapy and has since expanded that into a hobby and profession that she enjoys. She often writes down anything that comes to mind, combing through the ideas and expanding on plots that sound the most interesting. She likes to write believable relations between people overcoming unfair hardships set before them. She always loves a happy ending and no matter the hell her characters go through they’ll always get their forever person.

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Sheri Velarde:

Sheri Velarde lives in New Mexico with her husband and their two dogs
Being an avid reader since an early age, she has wanted to be a writer for as long as she can remember. She has been writing all her life, but only recently started to actually try to pursue her dream of writing for a living. She specializes in all things paranormal and that go bump in the night. Her heart truly lies in exploring unknown worlds or adding the supernatural to our world. If it goes bump in the night or has magical connotations, Sheri writes about it. She writes everything from sweet romances to horror stories sure to scare you.

She is constantly putting out new material with various publishers, so it is best to keep up with her on her website

In her spare time Sheri is an artist, jewelry designer, independent comic writer/artist and freelance non-fiction writer. Hiking in the mountains, going to live concerts, art openings, museums, watching movies, playing games, and hosting intimate dinner parties.

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Izzy Szyn:

New York Times Bestselling Author Izzy Szyn was born in May of 2014 when a friend dared her to write. Born and raised in Detroit, Mi. Izzy now lives in Oklahoma City with her furchild Misty, the friendliest Chihuahua/Terrier you will ever meet. Currently works in a call center, where she writes in between phone calls.

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Monday, August 7, 2017

Wicked Takeover by Tina Donahue-She Just Inherited A Tattoo Parlor and The Hunk Who Comes With It #RomanceNovel #MF

Available for Preorder - Releases August 7


Lauren’s in a helluva mess. Not only has she lost her corporate HR job, she’s just inherited Wicked Brand, a struggling West Palm Beach tattoo parlor…along with the virile dude who runs it. Lauren’s full-figured, sorta pretty, and wanting him badly. Dream on. She’s here to sell the place as quickly as possible for some much-needed cash and score a new position in the corporate world.

Dante’s sinfully hot with a killer smile and beautifully inked biceps. He sees the heat in Lauren’s eyes despite her conservative appearance, recognizing the dynamite woman she could be if she’d just loosen up and have some wicked fun. Dominance and submission. Making love in a public place. Having her lush body always accessible to and ready for his.

Unwilling and unable to keep their hands to themselves, Lauren and Dante turn to carnal games and seduction. Until lust turns to surprising need and friendship to something deeper that might just change their futures.


“Are you here for a piercing?” He gestured to another wall filled with pictures. His biceps flexed.

Lauren wanted to touch them, feel their strength and heat.

“You can see what we offer in those photos. We also have binders of what we’ve done for past clients to give you an idea of what you might like.”

For someone who prided herself on her no-nonsense professionalism, she was having a hard time not drooling over his freaking arms. What was wrong with her? She knew better than to lust after a guy like him. That path only led to her nursing a humiliating rejection at best and a broken heart at worst. She tore her gaze from his biceps and looked at the photos he was showing her. “Do people really get their tongues tattooed?”

He grinned, showing perfect teeth. “You bet.”


He shrugged good-naturedly. “Why not?”

He wasn’t the least bit uptight. How Lauren envied that. “Have you?”

“Have I what?”

“Had your tongue tattooed? Or are the ones on your arms the only ones you have?”

His smile broadened. He spoke conspiratorially. “I have another, though not on my tongue.”

She hoped he hadn’t inked the prize behind his fly. His equipment had to be as awesome as the rest of him. No way could anyone improve on nature’s perfection.

He regarded her thoughtfully, his gaze warming her in places she hadn’t thought about in far too long. Easily, he took in her short blond hair, her clothes, and her features, including the small mole near her mouth. There, he lingered. A faint smile touched his lips.

Lauren’s throat and cheeks grew hot. With his approving gaze, too much desire rushed through her, making it difficult to breathe.

He flushed, too. “Let me get those binders so you can look through them.”

“No, don’t. Please. That’s not why I’m here.”

His dark eyebrows lifted. “You’re selling something?” He glanced at her purse and looked around her, possibly for an organization caddy stuffed with her product line.

“Uh no. I’m here to take over.”

“Take over?”


He looked lost. “As in what?”

“This place.” She gestured to the parlor. “I own this business and everything in it, including you.”

About Tina:

Tina is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for traditional publishers and indie

Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic novels were Readers' Choice Award winners. Another three were named finalists in the EPIC competition. One of her erotic contemporary romances was chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for one of her erotic romances. Two of her titles received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Another two won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). 

Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.


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Sunday, August 6, 2017

Winning the Campaign Manager by Lucy Felthouse-This Gruff Wolf #Shifter Wants To Win The Election And His Campaign Manager's Heart #RomanceNovel #MM

Politics has never been so sexy!


Cade Avery is running for a position on his local county council. He’s extremely good at what he does and is a valuable asset to his community. The trouble is, he upsets people, says the wrong things, and rides rough-shod over other people’s plans and ideas. His assistant, Mary, eager to improve Cade’s public image, hires him a campaign manager.

Quentin Rayworth is thrilled to be working with such a formidable public figure. It’ll be a challenge, but he’s confident he can help Cade to win the election, and knows that the achievement will look impressive on his CV.

It’s soon clear that the two men are set to be an excellent team. That is, until Cade’s werewolf makes its intentions known—in Quentin, it has found its mate, and it will not rest until he has claimed him.

But can Cade—and his wolf—win over the campaign manager?



“You’ve done what?” Cade Avery yelled, fixing his long-time friend and colleague, Mary Summers, with a glare. He slammed his hands down on his desk, making a bunch of pens jump and rattle, and causing water to splash over the side of his glass. “Why the hell would you do such a thing?”

Mary, by now used to Cade’s temper and frequent outbursts, didn’t flinch. Standing firm on the other side of his desk, she calmly stated, “You heard me, Cade. I’ve appointed you a campaign manager. And as for the why, I think it’s pretty damn obvious.”

“Not to me,” he grumbled, snatching a handful of tissues from the box in his top drawer and swiping irritably at the liquid he’d spilled. “Seems like an unnecessary expense.”

With a heavy sigh, Mary replied, “Do you want to win this bloody election or not?”

“Yes, of course I do. What sort of a stupid question is that?”

“Well then, you need a campaign manager. The rest of the team and I already have enough on our plates. We can’t handle that side of things, too. Not to mention the fact that you really need someone with … expertise … in that department. Someone who can boost your public image, make you more likeable … you know, so people will actually vote for you.”

Screwing up the wad of soggy tissue and dumping it in the wastebasket beside him, Cade snapped his gaze to Mary. She stood, the ever-present iPad clutched against her chest, looking as determined and immovable as a five-feet-one, slim thirty-five-year-old was ever going to get.

He sat back in his chair and folded his arms. “What’s wrong with my public image?”

Rolling her eyes heavenward, her body tensing, Mary’s cool demeanor actually looked on the verge of cracking. Taking a deep breath and releasing it, she looked back at him. “Give me strength, Cade. Are you fucking serious?”

She may have used the deep breath and probably a considerable amount of willpower to dampen down her physical reaction to his question, but her actual words gave her true state of mind away. As a rule, the word “bloody” was as bad as it got for Mary. To have enticed a “fucking” out of her, and within the same conversation, no less, meant she was in real danger of losing her temper with him. And despite her diminutive frame and usually chilled-out personality—especially in comparison with his huge frame and fiery personality—when she did lose it, she was utterly terrifying. Possibly the fact that she rarely got angry was what made it so potent when she did. Mary’s ire could turn even the thickest-skinned person into a blubbering wreck.

“Mary,” he cooed, backtracking quickly, “come on, sit down. Why do you always insist on standing up in here?”

“Because, unless we’re having a meeting, I don’t generally need to stay long. I normally impart my information, you give your feedback, and we get on with our day.” She shifted restlessly and narrowed her eyes. “But today, it seems, you’re having a bit of a brain fart. Do I really need to spell it out for you?”

Raising his eyebrows at her increasing irritation, and wondering if there was something going on in her private life that was making her so touchy, he nodded. “Yes, I really think you do.”

A few seconds of silence passed, in which Mary again seemed to be getting a grip on her irritation.

She finally said, “All right. But don’t forget; you asked for it.”

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Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller), The Persecution of the Wolves and Hiding in Plain Sight. Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 160 publications to her name.

She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at, or on Twitter or Facebook.

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