Saturday, 30 September 2017

Please welcome, Ember Leigh. She's breaking all the rules.



Travis could lose his best friend if he so much as blinks at Amara. Amara thought that with Travis it would be one-and-done. But neither can fight what’s growing between them…even if it goes against every rule in the book.





Dirty Excerpt

Their workout progressed, fun and flirty, each one finding new and creative ways to bend the rules. When the last person cleared out of the weight room, he offered Amara a hand to sit up.
“I’m gonna go tell Jenni she can go home,” he said as she popped to standing. “Hang out in the locker room. When everyone’s gone, I’ll join you.”
She lifted a brow. “On the women’s side?”
“I’m a rebel.”
“You’re the owner. You do what you want.” She winked, shoving playfully at his shoulder. “I’ll see you in there.”
He watched her saunter away, fascinated by her sexy, stocky build. She was petite yet strong, a 5’5” powerhouse with thighs that could bring him to his knees. Most guys were all about the tits or ass—and for him, well, it was about every part. And Amara knocked every part out of the park.
He let Jenni go about fifteen minutes earlier than normal. Waiting at the front desk, he watched the clients file out for the evening, nodding their way or shouting a gruff, “Peace.” When the last patron hurried by, Travis deadbolted the front doors and booked it to the men’s locker room to double-check it was empty. And then he went to his office to grab the last implement for the evening: a condom.
Whistling, he headed for the women’s locker room. He pushed open the door and peered inside hesitantly, heart racing. He’d been waiting for this chance for too damn long. And though his nerves rattled, part of him worried he’d eat her alive, like a starving wolf.
Because as far as he was concerned, Amara was nourishing. And he hadn’t had that for a long, long time.
Amara faced away from him, standing in front of a row of lockers. Her ass cheeks, round and shiny in the bright locker-room lights, hung out of a lacy pink thong. His breath evaporated. The creaking of the door made her turn around.
“There you are.” Her voice came out a pretty purr, her head lowering. “I needed your help.”
He cleared his throat, trying to jumpstart his mind again. “Well, thank God I showed up.” He paused, listening for noise. “Are we alone?”
She nodded. “Last lady left about ten minutes ago. Now take your clothes off.”
He lifted a brow, pleased by the directive. “Yes, ma’am.” He tugged his shirt off, tossed it aside, and then shimmied out of his black mesh shorts. His cock pressed against black boxer briefs, almost fully hard from the sight of her. She bit her lip, gaze careening up and down his body, her long black tresses freed from the bun.
“Now sit down.” She pointed to the wide bench behind her.
He obeyed eagerly, watching with wide eyes as she positioned herself out of arm’s reach.
“I started to change into my work clothes,” she explained. Her heavy breasts peeked out of a black satin bra. “But then I realized we should probably take a shower here. Will you help me take my bra off?”
He cracked a grin. A likely story. But this was like dessert, better than a thousand cheat days combined. “Babe, like you even need to ask.”
Travis reached for her, snagging her at the waist. She giggled as he pulled her into him, pressing his lips to her lower belly, taking a bite of the soft flesh there. Her fingers found his hair, running over his scalp and down the back of his neck, digging into the ridge of his shoulders.
“I love these,” he murmured, snagging his fingers on the thin waistband of her panties. “Did you wear these just for me?”
“Mm-hmm.” Her palms traced the width of his shoulders, over the curves of his biceps. “I’ve been waiting to show you.”
His kisses drifted over her low belly toward her hip. He grabbed big handfuls of her ass, sucking at his teeth. His cock strained at the fabric of his briefs. He nuzzled the crotch of her panties, desperate for the smell of her.
“Travis.” Her voice came out breathy, barely there.
“Hmm?” He kissed her mons over the panties, exhaling as he lowered his mouth, nipping where her clit was. She shuddered, eyes drifting shut. He dragged his tongue over the cleft of her pussy; the grip on his shoulders tightened.
“Take your bra off.” He nuzzled her pussy again, growling into the sweet heat there, desperate to rip the thong in half and devour her, get drunk on her scent and sweetness. He kissed his way up to her lower belly again.
She watched him with hooded eyes, lips pursed. “You’re too much.” She turned, moving her hair over her shoulder, looking back at him. “Can you get it?”
He grabbed at her hips, yanking her closer. He took a bite of her hip, and then moved his fervent kisses over her ass cheeks. “Fuck, Amara.” He bit at the tiny strip of pink fabric, pulling at it with his teeth.
“Easy, tiger. Don’t eat my panties.”
“I won’t. I’ll eat what’s under them.”
She swayed, and he caught her. “Seriously, when you talk like that I almost pass out.”
He laughed, smoothing his lips over her right hip. “When I look at this ass I almost pass out. Damn, girl.”
She wiggled it in front of his face. “You like that?”
“Mmm.” He smoothed his hands over her ass cheeks, along the crests of her thighs. “More than I can fucking explain.”
“Maybe this will help.” She sat on his lap, looking back at him with pure mischief on her face, settling into place over his cock.
“Definitely.” He moaned, grabbing at her hips, rocking beneath her. His breath came out short, heated. He was seconds away from losing his shit.
She rocked on top of him, gyrating her hips in a way that told him she’d know exactly how to ride him, exactly how he liked it. Oh fuck. He steadied her, drawing deep breaths.
“Babe.” He brushed his lips over her bare shoulder, hands snaking around her waist, over her belly, up to the lush roundness of her breasts. “Go easy on me.”
“I should say the same to you.”
He unhooked her bra, letting the straps fall over her shoulders and down her arms, admiring the view of her from behind, dark locks over one shoulder, the curve of an expectant smile, her brown shoulder arcing from neck to bicep. He tossed the bra aside, cupping her breasts in his hands. She moaned, tensing beneath him.
“Mmm.” He tweaked each nipple, then let a hand drift down between her legs. He slipped his fingers over the fabric covering the cleft of her pussy, inhaling sharply when he found her soaked. He rubbed his fingers back and forth over her clit lightly, drawing circles around it like it were a treasure map.
Her breath hitched, and she clutched at the arm holding her breast. “Oh, Travis.”
“Yeah?” He grazed his thumb over the tight nub, letting his other fingers drift down to the sopping panties, dancing over her entrance. “I wanna get in here.”
She whimpered, and he took it as his blessing; he dipped in two fingers, probing the slippery folds, finding the tight, needy clit and pinching it, caressing it, breathing hot into her shoulder as he worked her. She tensed and moaned low, hooking her feet around his ankles. He sneaked a finger into her pussy, plunging deep, as far as he could go, nearly losing his mind when he felt how hot and tight she was inside, nearly coming from just the idea of pushing himself inside her.
Her grip on his forearm tightened as he returned to her clit. Tweaking her nipple with his other hand, he played her like a fine instrument, lavishing attention on her clit, soft and then pulling back, tweaking each nipple in turn, biting at her shoulder when he thought he couldn’t take it anymore.
Her breath hitched again, and she cried out. “Oh, Travis! Travis…oh…oh my God!”
He worked her harder, pumping his fingers in and out of her pussy as she came undone on top of him, a whimper turning into a moan. She tensed and groaned, falling against him, laughing softly.
He kissed her neck, nuzzling against the side of her face. “Now that was fucking hot.”
She acquiesced into his arms, and he hugged her from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head.
“Hot doesn’t even cover it.” She gripped at his forearm, eyes drifting shut.
“Hope you’re ready for round two.” He grinned like the devil when her eyes met his.



Author Bio
Ember Leigh has been writing erotic romance novels since she was far too young. A native of northern Ohio, she currently resides near Lake Erie with her Argentinean husband, where they run an Argentinian-American food truck. In addition to romance novels, Ember also writes travel memoirs and occasionally updates a couple of blogs. In her free time, she practices Ashtanga yoga, hops around the world, and eats lots of vegetables.

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Wednesday, 27 September 2017

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Tuesday, 26 September 2017

Cosmic Cabaret By Cailin Briste is up for Preorder




Cailin Briste’s Tallav Characters Visit the Cosmic Cabaret

My mind spun in all kinds of directions when I first heard that the SFR Shooting Stars were looking for authors to participate in the Cosmic Cabaret anthology. We were asked to bring our own universe into that of the L.S. Quantum.

Who from my Sons of Tallav Universe needed a vacation? In the end, I chose Master Trey, but his visit to the Blue Star line’s luxury starship isn’t a holiday. He’s been sent on a mission. I’ll get to that in a moment.

The Cosmic Cabaret is just one of the venues on the Quantum, which is the size of a small moon. Lots of space for the thirteen authors in the anthology to add to the world building already provided by the set creator, Jayne Fury. But all stories intersect in some way at the Cosmic Cabaret. Our world building was cross-pollinated through a discussion forum where we shared with one another the details about the Quantum and other venues we were creating in our stories. This was the best part of this anthology experience. I loved hearing what others were doing and seeing how they brought their characters into the setting.

The anthology releases on October 10. You can preorder now.

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 Cosmic Cabaret: Where Hearts Collide in the Greatest Show in Space

Come aboard Blue Star line’s crown jewel, the LS Quantum, a luxury starship traveling through space and time. You’ll meet princes and star sultans, solve a murder, track a thief, plan the ultimate jewel heist, and encounter futuristic rock stars on the lam, cirque stars who want the quiet life, and dancers who want fame.

Cosmic Cabaret showcases stories by CJ Cade, Kerry Adrienne, Tessa McFionn, Cailin Briste, Jayne Fury, Rosalie Redd, Selene Grace Silver, Athena Grayson, Kat Vancil, Dena Garson, Blaire Edens, Jenna Lincoln, and Diana Rivis. SFR is more than blue alien sex, it’s beautiful romance set in amazing galactic worlds.

As the LS Quantum prepares to set off into the great expanse of the universe–loading cargo, checking in passengers, monitoring flight conditions—Traverse with us through our various worlds. The luxury space liner promises adventure, a little chaos, and stories of tender love.

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Educated by the Master by Cailin Briste – My contribution to the Cosmic Cabaret

Take one talkative novice to kink. Combine with a master who prefers the silence of meditation. Bake on high heat at the Cosmic Cabaret. Luscious.

Patsy O’Shaughnessy is ready to leave the Quantum and Cosmic Cabaret behind for a new position at a kinky venue on the planet Beta Tau. That she’s a novice to this type of club doesn’t curb her enthusiasm. She needs this job. Trey Johannsen isn’t thrilled to be pulled from his club on Beta Tau to offer her his expertise. Seriously? Burlesque? Yet, the creative director they’ve foisted on him is an intriguing ingĂ©nue that reignites a light within, clearing the cobwebs of his ennui. They’re both going to have to learn some new tricks… and hands-on experience is the best teacher.




Excerpt:
It had seemed like a good idea when Patsy canceled Trey Johannsen’s cabin reservation. Their first night sharing her cabin is a little rocky.

“Where should I put this?” His gaze traveled over the tiny room. “There’s no room in the closet with all the shoes.”
“It’s not that many shoes. The closet’s small.”
Trey threw his palms out to the side. “So?” He glanced toward the corner of the room where there was space between the head of the bed and wall.
Oh hell! If he puts it there, he’ll be loomin’ over me every time he wants somethin’ out of it. She scanned the room, came up empty, and pointed at the corner. “You’ll have to put it there.”
He strode around the bed and deposited the suitcase. All attempts to keep her gaze from straying to his briefs were for naught.
“My cock is getting uncomfortable with you staring. If you don’t want me getting ideas, you should stop lusting after it.”
Patsy huffed out a breath. “I’m not lustin’ after it. It’s just…abnormally large.” And growing bigger from the look of things.
“I like to think of it as just right.”
“I’m sure ya do.” She slumped into the bed and covered her head with the blanket. “Good night.”
A thump sounded. “Ouch. Just my toe. Nothing to worry about.”




Monday, 25 September 2017

Author Spotlight: Kay Blake!


Please welcome my friend and fellow Romance Writer Behaving Badly, Kay Blake!




She wasn’t supposed to still feel this way?

Liz Alexander hasn’t been to New York City in six years. She left behind the life as she knew it and the man that broke her heart. When tragedy strikes, Liz is forced to go back and face the man she thought she no longer loved.

Liam Parker hasn’t seen Liz since she packed her bags and moved across country. Now seeing Liz again after all this time made Liam realize that he would do anything to get the woman he loves back.

Will the past get in the way? Or will their love have a second chance?



Excerpt:
I heard footsteps stop next to me and I glanced over my shoulder to see Liam Parker standing there. My breath hitched. Even after all this time, he sent my heart into a frenzy. After six years, how could he still make me feel this way?
His blue eyes were filled with concern. Liam. The one who had shattered my heart into little pieces. Liam, the sole reason I flew across country six years ago.
He had certainly grown up.  His lean face had filled out, hardened, although his skin was still smooth and fair like I remembered. His brown hair was longer. Now shoulder length, a lock brushed the side of his cheek, and for a moment my hand itched to rake it away.
He was more attractive than the last time I saw him, which should have been impossible because he had been sexy as all hell back in high school. I could feel the tension between us. Even now it seemed he still had some claim on my heart.
His jaw was more defined. Stronger than when I left. For a fleeting moment, I wondered what it would feel like to have his face buried between my legs. I shook my head. I had to let it go. I wasn’t here to reminisce or even imagine any possibility of me and Liam like that again.





He seemed to be nothing but trouble.

Ally had something to prove. She wanted a new start. So, she took a job across the country to be the personal photographer to this up and coming rock band called Runnin on E. What she didn’t expect was to be captivated by the lead singer of the band Ethan Avery. Ethan’s blond hair, blue eyes and a voice that can melt the panties off of any woman spelled trouble. Big trouble. And after what she left behind she couldn’t afford any more.
But sometimes temptation is just too hard to resist.

Music was my only solace until I met her.


From the outside looking in, Ethan has everything. He’s the lead singer of the new rock band Runnin on E’. He has devastating good looks and women. Lots of women. But Ethan has his demons. He hides them behind the lyrics of his songs. New found fame is nice, but Ethan wants something more. He wants someone who knows there’s more to him than what meets the eye. And that someone is Ally. She’s beautiful. She’s different. She sees him. All of him. And now he wants her more than he’s ever wanted anything.
Can he leave his past demons behind and have the future he never thought he deserved?



Excerpt:
He opened the door to the room which was much bigger and neater than I expected.
“This is where the magic happen,” he said.
I raised my brow.
“Look at you being naughty. A lot of my ideas come to me in here. It is one of my favorite rooms in this house,” he said.
Plopping down on his bed, he patted the section next to him.
“You can sit on the bed next to me if you want. I promise I won’t bite. Unless you want me too,” he said baring his sparkling ultra-white teeth.
“Or you can sit over there if that makes you more comfortable.”
“I can handle myself,” I said my tone trying to be convincing even though I still hesitated.
It wasn’t that I couldn’t handle myself because I could. It was more so of that fact that I didn’t like the way he made me question myself. I never questioned what I did, how I looked, but for him I did. I didn’t understand why, and it was getting on my nerves.
What was worse was in my head all I could see was that he was the kind of guy who left miles of broken hearts, but I wasn’t even sure of that. Those were my assumptions of what I thought guys in bands were. Me giving the benefit of the doubt was hard after Amanda’s boyfriend. Nevertheless I wanted to know more about the blue eyed, blonde whose voice sounded like magic.

Author Bio:
Kay writes sassy, sexy and sweet contemporary and interracial romance. She is from arguably the greatest city in the world. (New York). She is a sarcastic sweetheart who prefers snuggling at home with a good book. She is a wife and a mom to three cubs.
Kay indulges in strawberry cheesecake, horror movies, Harry Potter, The Walking Dead, wrestling and of course a happily ever after.
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Friday, 22 September 2017

Happy Release Day, Kay Blake! ~ I knew you were trouble


Genre: Interracial Romance/Contemporary Romance
Cover Designed by M.J. Oz (https://www.facebook.com/mjozstories) from Colorful Harmony Design (https://www.facebook.com/colorfulharmonydesign/)


He seemed to be nothing but trouble.

Ally had something to prove. She wanted a new start. So, she took a job across the country to be the personal photographer to this up and coming rock band called Runnin on E. What she didn’t expect was to be captivated by the lead singer of the band Ethan Avery. Ethan’s blond hair, blue eyes and a voice that can melt the panties off of any woman spelled trouble. Big trouble. And after what she left behind she couldn’t afford any more.
But sometimes temptation is just too hard to resist.

Music was my only solace until I met her.

From the outside looking in, Ethan has everything. He’s the lead singer of the new rock band Runnin on E’. He has devastating good looks and women. Lots of women. But Ethan has his demons. He hides them behind the lyrics of his songs. New found fame is nice, but Ethan wants something more. He wants someone who knows there’s more to him than what meets the eye. And that someone is Ally. She’s beautiful. She’s different. She sees him. All of him. And now he wants her more than he’s ever wanted anything.
Can he leave his past demons behind and have the future he never thought he deserved?  



Amazon Link: https://www.amazon.com/I-Knew-You-Were-Trouble-ebook/dp/B0755VTFNJ Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/36130137-i-knew-you-were-trouble

Author Bio:
Kay writes sassy, sexy and sweet contemporary and interracial romance. She is from arguably the greatest city in the world. (New York). She is a sarcastic sweetheart who prefers snuggling at home with a good book. Kay is a mom of 3 cubs and a wife. Kay indulges in strawberry cheesecake, horror movies, Harry Potter, The Walking Dead, wrestling and of course a happily ever after.

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Thursday, 21 September 2017

Author Spotlight: Erica Lynn Part 4 - Craving Stassi


Coming September 30

Blurb:
Stassi Sanderson knows what it’s like to be alone. Her father left when she was six-years-old; her mother did her best, but may as well have gone with him. Those hard times taught her a valuable lesson: people always disappoint.

For Stassi, the private parties are her safe haven. From loneliness. From expectations. A place where she can slip on a mask and be the woman she wants to be, instead of the part she plays. The tall, stunning blonde who isn’t afraid to relax and simply feel. Who pushes her erotic boundaries. The party’s anonymity allows her to explore her own brand of intimacy on her own terms…until she meets him.

Alec Taylor goes after what he wants. He wanted a successful restaurant, he made it happen. When he began running the private parties as a favor to a friend, he turned them into an intensely erotic environment where people could live out their fantasies free of judgement. And now? Now he wants Stassi. Needs her. Craves her with a force he hasn’t felt in a long, long time.

As much as Stassi would prefer he be nothing more than a party favor, Alec is determined to show her the kind of man he is. A man who will love her, protect her, and never, ever leave.

Excerpt:
“Where’s your usual playmate?”
“Don’t know, don’t care.” Stassi raised an eyebrow and brushed her hair over her shoulder. “Why? Are you interested in taking over?”
He said nothing for a moment, then ran his tongue over his bottom lip. “So what if I am?”
Stassi’s sex clenched at his words. The man was intense. It wasn’t so much what he said as how he said it. No desperation. No pretense. He didn’t even really flirt. Just laid it all out there. Smooth. Direct. And fucking hot as hell. “If you are, then we can go to one of the rooms and see what happens. Clearly I find you attractive, or I wouldn’t have stayed. But I’m sure we both know attraction isn’t all there is. If we’re going to do this, we’ll have to have some sexual chemistry. This is where I come to relax, to fulfill that part of my life. I need a man who makes me wet the second I think of him. Someone who challenges me. Who isn’t afraid to go there with me. Someone who’s…raw. Those things can’t be tweaked or adjusted. They just are.” Stassi raised an eyebrow at her empty champagne glass, but before she could move to get another, he was directly in front of her. She leaned back against the side of the couch, the movement causing her to slide a little beneath him.
“Open your mouth.” He murmured.
Stassi’s rapid breaths caused her breasts to push against the fabric of her top, and she had a wild fantasy about him grabbing the material and ripping it the fuck off with his teeth. Savage and unrelenting. Like an animal. It brought out a side of her she didn’t often see. The Stassi who wanted to be told what to do. Ordered. But as sexy as he was, it wasn’t going to be that damn easy. He needed to earn it. “Make me.”
His expression remained serious, his gaze never leaving her eyes as he slowly bent down and brushed his mouth against hers. He parted them slightly and let his tongue trail a soft, hot path across the seam of her lips. “Open your mouth.”
Stassi shuddered as her nipples hardened painfully beneath her top. “No.”
He switched his glass of champagne to his right hand, and with his left he ran his palm along the curve of her neck, down the center of her trembling chest, and then underneath her skirt. “Open your mouth.”
She held her breath as his long fingers trailed a delicious path along her inner thighs, the bottom of her stomach, over her mound. Everywhere except where she needed it most, and it was driving her fucking crazy. “N…no.”
He removed his hand from beneath her skirt and brought it to his lips, his eyes burning into hers as he placed two fingers inside his mouth and sucked. “I’m only going to tell you one more time, blondie.” He whispered as he placed his hand over her pussy. “Open. Your. Mouth.”
Stassi gasped as he slid two thick fingers inside her, her back arched as she absorbed the pleasure.
He quickly placed his glass against her lips, poured the remaining bit of champagne into her mouth, and then kissed her. She swallowed it down and kissed him back, his tongue gliding against hers for only the briefest of moments before he pulled away. He slid his fingers into her mouth, and she moaned as the taste of champagne mixed with her arousal.
“Better?”
“Yes.” Stassi ran her hands along his chest, then down to where his hard length pressed against his pants. “Now take me to one of the rooms.”

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Wednesday, 20 September 2017

Love, passion, sex, heat, power, and hunger. It's all here in one hot and filthy 5 book boxed set.

Coming September 29th

Love, passion, sex, heat, power, and hunger. It's all here in one hot and filthy boxed set. The first four books of the Dark and Damaged Hearts Series with one extra dirty honeymoon novel. Indulge in the passionate love stories of two dominant millionaires and the women who won their hearts. Whatever your preference, be it a sexy nerd with a penchant for comic books and exhibitionism, or a broody alpha who knows how to make a woman drop to her knees, this series is for you.  


Coming September 29th



Book 1 -Love, Passion and Power: Part 1
Book 2- Love, Passion and Power: Part 2
Book 3- Sex, Heat and Hunger: Part 1
Book 4- Sex, Heat and Hunger: Part 2
BONUS BOOK -- Book 4.5- Hot and Filthy: The Honeymoon