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MARCH CONTEST

March 2015 Hot Guy

“Got Muscles?”

Rules: Simply leave a comment about the above picture and yummy guy AT THIS LINK: http://www.tinadonahue.com/monthly-contest-2/ – and you’re entered in my March contest! WINNER CHOSEN AT RANDOM.

Duration: Contest begins March 1 and runs through March 25 – Winner announced March 26

Prize: Winner chosen randomly and will receive her choice of one of my following books:

1. Lush Velvet Nightsebook – Reviewer’s TOP PICK the Pagan & the Pen; 5 ANGELS Fallen Angles Reviews; 5 STARS JERR

GOLDEN NIB AWARD – MIZ LOVE LOVES BOOKS

FINALIST – EPIC 2011 COMPETITION

2.  Adored - ebook – 4 stars Romantic Times; Second Place Winner NEC RWA contest!

FINALIST – EPIC 2011 COMPETITION

3.  Deep, Dark, Delicious - ebook4 stars Romantic Times; nominated for Book of the Week Whipped Cream Reviews; 5 Stars, Reviewer TOP PICK – NOR

FINALIST – EPIC 2011 COMPETITION

AWARD OF MERIT – HOLT MEDALLION 2011 COMPETITION

4.  In His Arms – ebook6 FIVE STAR REVIEWS – recommended read TwoLips Reviews

FINALIST – DDRWA PICTURE PERFECT CONTEST

4 STARS – ROMANTIC TIMES

5. Sensual Stranger - ebook Book of the Year 2010 (erotic category) Blue Moon Reviews

Recommended Read TwoLips Reviews – Best Book rating Whipped Cream Reviews – Five Siren Stones Siren Books Reviews – 5 STARS Top Pick Night Owl Reviews

4 STARS – ROMANTIC TIMES

6. The Yearningebook – Bestseller

AWARD OF MERIT – HOLT MEDALLION COMPETITION (2012)

Recommended Read Two Lips Reviews; Nominated for Book of the Week Whipped Cream Reviews; 4.5 Stars Sensual Reads

7. Take Me Awayebook

2nd Place Winner – 2012 NEC RWA CONTEST

Hot Stuff – #1 Pick – Miz Love Loves Books; 5 Stars – Romance Writers Reviews; 4.5 Hearts – The Romance Studio; 4 Stars – JERR; 5 Siren Stones – Siren Book Reviews

8. Unending Desireebook

Best Book Rating – LASR (Long & Short Reviews) – Nominated for Book of the Month; 4.5 Stars Sensual Reads; Recommended by ARe (All Romance ebooks); Library Journal reports, ‘…a tale so steamy, it comes with a warning’

9.  SiNNebook

Magnificent!! – Romancing the Book; 5 Stars – Mary’s Naughty Whispers; 5 Stars – Sensual Reads – Nominated for Book of the Week – Whipped Cream Reviews

10. Sinfully Wickedebook

Magnificent!! – Romancing the Book; 4 Stars – The Romance Studio; 4 Stars – LASR (Long and Short Reviews)

11. Claiming Magiqueebook

Top Pick – NOR; 5 Stars – Erotica for All; 4 Stars – United by Books; Recommended by ARe

Claiming Magique by Tina Donahue

12. Illicit Desireebook

4 Stars, Romantic Times; 4 Stars/5 Flames, The Jeep Diva


13. Come Fill Meebook

5 Stars – A True Gem, Guilty Pleasures; 4 Stars/5 Flames, The Jeep Diva

14. Losing Control – ebook

4.5 Stars – Sensual Reads; 4 Stars – The Romance Reviews

15. Shameless Desire – ebook

4.5 Stars – The Jeep Diva; 4 Stars – Sinful Sunday Book Reviews

16. Illicit Intent – ebook

4 1/2 stars – Sensual Reads; 4 Stars – NOR

17. Deep Within Me - ebook

4 Stars – Romantic Times

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18. Seven Sensuous Days – ebook

Four Stars – Long & Short Reviews

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19. Stolen Desire – ebook

Four Stars – Romantic Times

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Hot Cowboy Loving #EroticRomanceMM

This post ran on my other site Sweet n Sexy DivasAndrew Grey, one of our resident Dudes, has a great new release about hot cowboy loving, and I wanted to share it with everyone. Enjoy! :)

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The western is a story ARC that speaks to me.  I’m not really sure why, but it does.  It has to be the mystique of the cowboy and the way he represents freedom and strength.  In Eastern Cowboy, I turned the western on its ear a little and set the story in the East, outside Baltimore.  The cool thing is that instead of wide open spaces, the land is hemmed in and pressured by development, but with determination they can preserve a centuries old family legacy and create together that’s just as free and open as riding the range.


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Blurb:

Brighton McKenzie inherited one of the last pieces of farmland in suburban Baltimore. It has been in his family since Maryland was a colony, though it has lain fallow for years. Selling it for development would be easy, but Brighton wants to honor his grandfather’s wishes and work it again. Unfortunately, an accident left him relying on a cane, so he’ll need help. Tanner Houghton used to work on a ranch in Montana until a vengeful ex got him fired because of his sexuality. He comes to Maryland at the invitation of his cousin and is thrilled to have a chance to get back to the kind of work he loves.

Brighton is instantly drawn to the intensely handsome and huge Tanner—he’s everything Brighton likes in a man, though he holds back because Tanner is an employee, and because he can’t understand why a man as virile as Tanner would be interested in him. But that isn’t the worst of their problems. They have to face the machinations of Brighton’s aunt, Tanner’s ex suddenly wanting him back, and the need to find a way to make the farm financially viable before they lose it.

Releasing March 16 from Dreamspinner Press:  http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=6160

Excerpt:

Mr. Granger opened the file. “The last will and testament of Edward McKenzie,” he said ceremoniously and then began to read.

“To start with I’d like to deal with my daughter Vera Westbridge. Vera, honey, I know you and that man you married are counting on the proceeds of the farm for your retirement. Well, I got to tell you, nobody gave me anything. I worked my entire life on that land, and no one is going to use it so they can sit on their butt in Florida or some other place and bake their brains out. It’s time you did for yourself, so I’m leaving you fifty thousand dollars. It’s not enough to retire on, but that’s life. You need to stand on your own two feet, so I’m giving you a shove.”

Aunt Vera gasped and looked at Uncle Raymond, her mouth hanging open like a startled fish. She didn’t move or breathe for a long time and then burst into tears.

Mr. Granger continued, “There’s no use crying. It isn’t going to do you no good because there’s no one around to hear it who cares. You always turned on the waterworks when you wanted something, and most everyone gave in. Well, now I’m dead, so I don’t care how much you cry.” It appeared to Brighton that Mr. Granger was getting a little kick out of this, but he was too good a lawyer to say anything or let it show on his face.

“After all I did for him. His own daughter, and he did this to me.” She sniffled, and Uncle Raymond did his best to soothe her. However, that didn’t last long as the realization of what was about to happen sank in. Her expression darkened, and she glowered at Brianne and Brighton.

“For my granddaughter, Brianne McKenzie. Dear, you never needed anything from anyone. You have a firm head on your shoulders, and I know you’ll go far. I leave you fifty thousand dollars to do with as you see fit. I hope you continue with your schooling and change the world.” Mr. Granger looked up from where he was reading and smiled at Brianne, who seemed very pleased and excited. That would go a long way to ensuring a good start for her.

Brighton breathed a slight sigh of relief.

“For my other grandchildren, I leave ten thousand dollars each. I’m not specifically naming them, but they include Vera and Raymond’s children. Granger will ensure they each get their share. Now to my grandson, Brighton McKenzie. Brighton, I leave you the rest of my estate, including the farm, its contents, and any other money, on the provision that you live there for at least two years, at which point everything is yours. You are free to sell the farm, but if you do so within the first two years, the proceeds will be split evenly among yourself, Brianne, and my daughter Vera.” The lawyer paused, and Brighton gasped as the weight of what was happening fell on him. Brighton was so shocked he barely had the ability to draw air. “After your parents were killed by the drunk driver, you stepped up and raised your sister almost on your own. You had help from your aunt and uncle as well as myself, but by and large you did what needed to be done, fighting all of us sometimes to make sure you could do what you thought was right. I know we had some really whooping matches, but I was never mad at you. You stood up to all of us, and that makes you a man. You also put your own life on hold and worked as hard as you could to see to it that Brianne got through school.”

Brighton looked to Brianne. He had never talked about what he’d done for her. That had been between them.

“Your grandfather knew a great deal about you,” Mr. Granger said. “He was very intelligent and observant, and he seemed to know what was going on within his family.”

“So he gets the farm? He can’t even walk very well. How is he supposed to take care of it?” Aunt Vera said.

Brighton opened his mouth to argue, but Mr. Granger cleared his throat and returned to the will. “Now I know that my daughter Vera will try to persuade you to simply sell the land so she can get her hands on the money, and you are free to do that if you wish, but it is my hope that you will live on the farm and let it become part of you. That land has been in our family since Colonial times, longer than this country has existed. Listen to your own heart and make up your own mind.” Mr. Granger stopped. “The rest of the will contains stipulations should any of the recipients not survive him and so on. They do not pertain to you at this time.”

His aunt practically jumped to her feet. “I want a copy of this will so I can have my attorney look at it. Daddy gave me a copy of his will three years ago, and it was nothing like this.”

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Heartwarming Romance #contest

I’m delighted to welcome Noelle Adams here today with her heartwarming romance Reconciled for Easter.

Please give her a warm welcome, and be sure to read on to learn more about her contest. :)

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RECONCILED FOR EASTER

by Noelle Adams

BLURB:

Abigail has been separated from her husband for almost two years. After a marriage that brought her only insecurity, she seeks a life now of peace and independence with their six-year-old daughter. Thomas wants to put their marriage back together, because he liked the wife he used to have, but she never wants to be that person again.

She might need his help with their daughter and start to enjoy his company again, but she just can’t trust him with her heart. Even when she discovers that her heart still wants him for a husband.

Excerpt:

She looked perfectly respectable for dinner and the symphony for a work function—and nothing like the plain, shy girl she used to be—so she grabbed her purse and headed to the living room.

“Ooh!” Mia squealed at her arrival. “Mommy looks beautiful!”

“Thank you, sweetie.” Abigail ran her hands down her skirt absently, feeling suddenly self-conscious at Thomas’s steady gaze. His face showed no expression, but she knew he missed no detail of her appearance.

“Just in time,” Thomas said, glancing at his watch. “Seven o’clock. I didn’t know you took such long showers.”

Abigail felt her cheeks burning, but she managed not to react in any other way. There was absolutely no way Thomas could know what she’d been thinking about in the shower. “Thanks for coming over early to sit with Mia while I got ready,” she said, pleased when her voice sounded natural.

“Of course.”

“I’m not sure when I’ll be back, but it will be late since we’re going to Dalton.” She glanced outside and saw headlights turning into the driveway of her little bungalow. “That’s Jim. He’s picking me up, and then we’ll pick up the Seymours.”

“I see.” Thomas’s voice was strange, but she didn’t know why.

“All right,” Abigail said in a rush, feeling anxious and self-conscious and at loose ends. “You be good, Mia. Obey your Daddy and go to bed when he says. Eight o’clock.” She said the words with a certain significance to remind Thomas of the girl’s bedtime. “And you can read until nine.”

“I know, Mommy.”

“There are snacks in the kitchen,” Abigail went on. “And I’ll have my phone on vibrate the whole time, so just call me any time if you need me.”

“I know, Abigail,” Thomas said, his mouth twitching up a little.

“Okay.” She glanced down at herself to make sure she had everything she needed. Then she told Mia, “I’ll give you your goodnight kiss now, since you’ll be asleep when I get back.”

She leaned down to kiss Mia, and she was about to leave when Mia said, “You didn’t give Baxter his kiss!”

Abigail hurried back over, flustered by the way Thomas’s eyes never left her face. She kissed Baxter. “All right. You be good and have fun.”

Then she kissed Mia again. “Mommy loves you.”

“I love you, Mommy.”

Rushed and thoughtless, Abigail moved to give Thomas a quick kiss on the lips in sequence. “I’ll be back after midnight probably.”

With a last wave, she left the living room. As she was reaching for the handle of the front door, she heard Mia’s giggle rippling out from the other room.

She paused, wondering what had prompted her daughter to laugh like that.

Then Abigail realized.

She’d just kissed Thomas. On the lips. Without even thinking about it.

With a gasp, Abigail whirled around and took a few steps back, with some sort of half-formed notion to try to explain.

But she caught sight of Thomas and Mia on the couch.

Mia was shaking with merriment, her hands covering her mouth. And Thomas had one finger to his lips as he smiled at his daughter, in the universal signal to keep quiet.

Overwhelmed with confusion, Abigail fled.

It was no big deal. She’d just been in a rush and hadn’t been thinking. Mia probably thought it was funny. She couldn’t let it bother her now.

It had been a really long time since kissing Thomas had been natural.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Noelle handwrote her first romance novel in a spiral-bound notebook when she was twelve, and she hasn’t stopped writing since. She has lived in eight different states and currently resides in Virginia, where she teaches English, reads any book she can get her hands on, and offers tribute to a very spoiled cocker spaniel.

She loves travel, art, history, and ice cream. After spending far too many years of her life in graduate school, she has decided to reorient her priorities and focus on writing contemporary romances.

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Hottest romances ever #EroticRomance #Sizzling

Jane’s back today with not one but TWO releases – her hottest romances ever.

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Passion/Retribution/Love

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Her Hero

by Jane Leopold Quinn

These two books are some of the most erotic I’ve written. In the recent years, my stories have lightened up, become more mainstream with hot love scenes. So when I re-read these early books, I was very pleasantly reminded with how much I loved writing them.

Passion/Retribution/Love

The background

Several years ago, I tried a NaNoWriMo.  NaNo is write a 50,000 word book in a month.  It’s usually held in November of every year, but now there are NaNos in other months.  I divided 50,000 by 30 days to get 1,667 words to be written every day to meet the goal.  In NaNo, you write flat out without any self-editing.  JUST WRITE!  I finished with 2 days to spare.  Whew.

The inspiration for this was the cutest coach house I passed by every day on my walk.  I love dollhouses and although this was a full size house, it was still tiny but just the right size for one person.  So, I had a home, now I needed characters.  A Chicago actress and a Chicago cop seemed interesting.  Then I had to brainstorm names.  I tend to come up quickly with names so Sam Bolt and Liz Aspen were born.

After expansion, the book became Undercover Lover and was published by Siren.  I have the rights back, renamed it, and gave it a new cover.

Here’s the blurb for Passion/Retribution/Love:  Free spirited actress Liz Aspen can’t resist masturbating to the fantasy of her gorgeous, hunky next door neighbor. If he were only there in the bedroom with her, she wouldn’t need Mr. Fake-Nine-Inch-Cock. Sam Bolt, loner and secretive undercover cop, gets an eyeful when he accidentally spies on his neighbor from his window to hers. It’s a shame what she’s doing to herself—when he could do it much better!

Their lives entwine when he saves her life, but she’s in further danger when his past meets his present. Sam hates the pain he’s caused, but can’t stay away from her. He craves the promise of a normal life with a soft, willing woman like Liz who doesn’t have to fight torturously dark demons. Addicted to his powerful lovemaking, Liz finds him as compelling as she is confused by the mystery of what he’s not telling her.

Will she still love him when he finally tells her the whole truth? Can Sam accept that his past actions don’t need to destroy a future with a woman who has proven her strength—emotionally and physically?

Excerpt

Liz has been taken hostage by Sam’s enemy.

She survived the danger inside her house but

now they’re outside the front door

surrounded by cops and emergency workers…

“Enough of this chit chat. We’re coming out. That SUV’d better be in position, or she’s dead right now, right in front of you.” Dominguez slid his left arm around her neck and squeezed, forcing her toward the door.

Liz jerked and fought, afraid of passing out, this time from the pressure of his arm around her neck. Flashing stars danced in her vision, and she couldn’t get a deep breath. Dominguez held her upright, because he needed her as a shield. He opened the front door, and before stepping out, transferred his gun from the hand at her neck back to his right hand.

The bright lights blinded her. She turned her head away. Giant spotlights shone glaringly on the house. A dozen police cars, fire engines, and ambulances, all with their lights flashing, dotted the street. A helicopter droned ominously above them. If she’d been scared before, this was worse. Soon everything would be all over. Either she’d be dead now or dead later out in the country. In no way did she believe he’d let her go.

The police ranged haphazardly in front of them, the SUV close, driver’s side door yawning open and waiting. She did not want to get in there. Closing her eyes, she prayed whatever happened would happen fast. He held the gun to her temple. The cold metal felt savage against her skin. She was defenseless with her hands taped behind her back.

Open your eyes, Liz. Look at me. Look at me, baby.

In her head. The words were in her head. At first they didn’t mean anything, just low sounds beneath all the other noise.

Look at me.

Sam.

Liz, baby, open your eyes.

She cranked her eyes open a slit, saw the thick arm cloaked in dark wool imprisoning her neck. Her lashes lifted, she let her gaze roam under the level of the lights, the cops, the cop cars, back down to the arm restraining her. These might be the last things she ever saw… A strange peace took over. It was out of her control.

Look at me, love. Look away from him. Look at me.

She didn’t think she could be any more terrified. If she died, could she do it with dignity? Did that even matter? Sam. She found his face in the crowd, their eyes locked. He was so beautiful, the sweet and sensual memories came back to her. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

She gagged but was too frightened to moan. She wanted to scream and never stop but was too terrified to make a sound. She lost Sam in the crowd. Her gaze flicked desperately from face to face. It looked like a scene from a movie. A scene out of a nightmare. Surely this many people could save her. She struggled, testing his hold.

Dominguez tightened his arm across her throat, the gun’s mouth lethal on her forehead.

There, she found Sam again. The blades of the helicopter still thwapped overhead, and the police radios still squawked. Everyone waited for Dominguez to make his move. She wished something would happen. Just to get it over with.

Passion/Retribution/Love is available at Amazon – http://amzn.com/B00UBAR89K

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Her Hero

The second erotic short I ever wrote was intended for a Whiskey Creek Press Torrid anthology titled Lust. I was invited to contribute by Emma Wildes. In that antho, the story was Mercenary Desires. It was republished by Siren and is now self-pubbed with a new title and new cover.

The inspiration for this hot story was something not very “hot” at all. It was winter and cough medications were advertised on TV. One particular commercial caught my eye. A unattractive fellow coughed all day long, irritating his co-workers. Someone offered him a cough drop and poof!, he turned into a non-coughing hunk. A story popped/poofed! into my head. An ugly, bearded, beat up looking man rescues a beautiful woman from danger. Hint: he cleans up nicely.

Here’s the blurb to Her Hero:  Rowdy Pierce-warrior. Sara Stewart-artist. Macho mercenary rescues posh jewelry designer. Their lives collide in an spectacular rescue and escape across the Egyptian desert. Sara falls for her sexy, body-to-die-for hero and makes the first move. Rowdy, fascinated by the luscious, sweet-bodied, free-spirited woman he saved, takes what Sara offers. He doesn’t expect to lose his heart. Will their lust turn to something deeper back in the real world?

And an excerpt

“Not here.”

“Where?” His voice was an embarrassing breathless, husky whisper.

“My office…big couch.”

“Thank you, Lord.” He swept her up—he loved doing that—charged through the doorway to her office, kicked the door shut, and dropped her down on the sofa. The little devil lay there beaming up at him with those blue eyes, not looking icy at all. Rowdy knelt beside the couch. “Take this off,” he ordered as he pulled her sweater and tank top all the way off over her head.

“Sonofabitch.” His breath caught in his throat. He was afraid his heart would stop.

“You don’t like it?”

Her falsely innocent question kicked it back in. “Like?” he gasped. Glancing at her pleased expression, he dragged his gaze back to her breathtaking breasts. His tiny feminine side appreciated that her bra was spectacular, the colors shimmering into each other, the lace barely covering her. But he could give a shit. The huge masculine side wanted to taste the soft, cushiony skin, preferably…now. He lowered his head and sucked her nipple between his teeth.

She responded with a sharp cry.

Right through the lace, he rocked it, lashing the tip with his tongue.

She twisted and surged, her fingers in his hair, gripping his head. “The other one,” she begged with little kitten-like mews.

He was a good boy; he did as he was told. With a final nip, he lifted his head and whispered, “The jeans.”

She nodded frantically. “Uh huh…”

He slid them down her long, beautiful legs, right off over the sexy stilettos. “Fuck.” The panties matched her bra, blonde pussy hair peeping through the lace over her mound. “Jesus, sweetheart, you’re killin’ me,” he groaned. “Long legs, sexy underwear, and stilettos? I’ve died and gone to heaven.”

Sara groaned. Her chest rose and fell sharply. “I want you inside me now. Slow later,” she ordered, gripping the front of his shirt.

“Yes, ma’am.” He stood, divested himself of his shirt, boots, and jeans, and after peeling her out of her bra and panties, knelt between her thighs on the cushions. “Leave the shoes on,” he commanded. He didn’t give a crap if those spikes scratched his ass to ribbons.

“Rowdy, I want you…now.” She clutched his arms, pulling him toward her.

Her Hero is available for sale here – http://amzn.com/B00TKXN6KO

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Besides loving these two stories, I’ve discovered the pleasures of making my own covers. The Jimmy Thomas site romancenovelcovers.com has been a gold mine of possibilities for me. I’ve used pre-made covers from that site, and now I’ve begun buying stock images and adding my own title and author name. I’ve also used iStock.com and periodimages.com. My covers are simple, but I think pretty effective. Her Hero’s cover is downright scorching hot.   My eyeballs are smiling.

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About me

Sensual fantasies were locked in my mind for years until a friend said, “Why don’t you write them down?” Why not, indeed? One spiral notebook, a pen and the unleashing of my imagination later, and here I am with more than a dozen books published. The craft of writing erotic romance has become my passion and my niche in life. I love every part of the creative process—developing characters, designing the plot, even drawing the layout of physical spaces from my stories. My careers have been varied—third grade school teacher, bookkeeper, secretary—none of which gave me a bit of inspiration. But now I’m lucky enough to write romance full time—the best job in the universe! And I’m fortunate enough to have found my own happily ever after husband.

Jane Leopold Quinn

My Romance:  Love With a Scorching Sensuality

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My Books

Indie

Loving Valentine

His, Hers & His

The Keeper

Soldier, Come Home

Winning Violetta

A Promise at Dawn

Jake and Ivy

Wooing the Librarian

Home to Stay

The Long Road to You

Her Hero

Passion/Retribution/Love

Siren

I’ll Be Your Last

Ellora’s Cave

Lost and Found

The Real Deal

 

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Hot Romance #contest

I’m pleased to welcome Nancy back today. She’s talking about her newest hot romance, and she’s offering a contest – woot!

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Love Refocused

By: Nancy Corrigan

Sander’s Valley, 2

Wyn Sander is surprised when his brother Kyle asks him to be best man at his wedding. Wyn’s even more shocked to learn the woman who later walks into his garage is Ronnie’s half-sister, Iona. He’s instantly attracted to her. She’s sophisticated, beautiful, and confident. At least she is until Wyn stands up. She flinches and a look of terror passes over her face. It bothers him to see. Luckily, desire replaces it, but it doesn’t stop Wyn’s curiosity. For the first time in his life, he wants to find out what made Iona fearful and fix it.

Iona can’t believe her luck. The man she lusts after is her new sister’s soon to be brother-in-law. The kiss they share shatters her, but her attempt to stop any involvement with him ends up with her agreeing to three dates. She decides Wyn is unlike any man she’s ever known, and it’s unfortunate she can’t enjoy him. She isn’t in the market for a boyfriend. All she wants is sex. The only problem is—she doesn’t think Wyn sees things her way.

Short blurb:

When Wyn sees Iona, he falls hard. Iona’s not so sure—their chemistry is explosive, but after a bad relationship she’s not sure she can commit again.

Lovers In Erotic Embrace

Excerpt (R)

She jerked her hand from his. “Where are we going?”

“Basement. Need you.” He reached for her.

She backed up. “We can’t. Your mom—”

He drew her against him. “You feel that? How hard I am?”

A soft sigh escaped her lips, his only answer.

He brushed his fingertip across them. “I ache, darling.”

She turned her head and sucked one of his fingers into her mouth. The tug connected with his balls. He wrenched his finger free and cupped her face between his hands. “I’m going to take you downstairs and fuck you, Iona. Hard and fast.” Her eyes widened. He loved the shock displayed in them. He brushed his lips over hers. “Then tonight, you’re coming home with me, and I’m going to love you real slow, until you beg me to fill you up.”

She shook her head. “No sleepovers. No commitments. I told you that. Besides, your mom is picking me up early. We’re going shopping.”

Her words danced through his head. Disappointment hit first, then excitement flared. “You didn’t say no to now.”

She swallowed hard. “I don’t know. I want you, but…”

“But what?”

She glanced in the direction of the living room. “What if somebody walks in on us? Your family will assume we’re in a relationship.”

“Nobody will catch us.” With a single finger, he turned her face toward him. “Do you trust me?”

Her cautious nod answered him.

“Good.” That was all he needed to know. He lifted her, a hand on her bottom.

“Wyn—”

He nipped her lip. “Quiet. We only have a few minutes.” He pulled the basement door shut behind them and turned the lock. “And I’m not wasting them talking.”

“You’re serious.” Her whisper matched her widened eyes.

He hurried down the stairs and dropped her bottom on the back of the sofa. “Yeah. I don’t think I’ll survive a whole day without you.”

She clutched at his shirt. “Oh.”

One word. Damn he loved how she reacted to him. He popped the button on her shorts and tugged the zipper. She lifted her bottom. No hesitation. No denial. He held her acceptance close.

“Next time, I’ll worship you. Head to toe. Eat you out. Lick your breasts. Give you everything.” Hand fisted around her waistband, he glanced at her. “You want that?”

She nodded. “Yes. I want.”

“Good, but tonight I need you. Just like this.”

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A true romantic at heart, Nancy Corrigan is convinced there’s a knight in shining armor for every woman (or man), but you won’t find damsels in distress in her stories. She adores pairing alpha heroes with women strong enough to match them and bring them to their knees. She also enjoys flipping the traditional roles in romances because her motto is—love and people should never be forced to conform to anyone’s norm.

She holds a degree in chemistry and has worked in research but now focuses on ensuring quality. She considers it the perfect outlet for her as she’s the first to admit she has some OCD tendencies. It carries over into her writing life too. While engrossed in a novel, she has a habit of forgetting to eat and sleep. Fortunately, she’s married to her own knight in shining armor who understands her oddities and loves her anyway. They reside in Pennsylvania with their three children, dog, snake and guinea pigs. Her other interests include tattoos, animals, classic cars and all things spooky and sexy.

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Alpha Shifter #EroticRomance

I’m delighted to have Afton Locke here today with another sizzling hot romance.

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Alpha in Disguise – Alpha Shifters

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Everybody knows alpha men are hot. They take charge of situations and take care of their women. Best of all, they can steam up a woman’s panties with just a look. Alpha shifters are even better because animals are wilder than humans. They’re also unpredictable. Put an alpha male in his shifter form and look out, so when I was invited to write for the Black Hills Wolves series, I had to do something alpha.

But what if an alpha tries to hide his nature like Ogden in my latest release, Alpha in Disguise? They may fool everyone else, but put his mate in front of him and let the sparks fly. Lara suspects Ogden is no Omega after their first kiss, but when he claims her, there’s no doubt an alpha beast lurks within.

Alpha in Disguise by Afton Locke

Unleash the alpha!

Release Date: 6 March 2015

Publisher: Decadent Publishing

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Alpha-Disguise-Black-Hills-Wolves-ebook/dp/B00T2EWPOE/

Stay tuned for reviews and more: http://www.aftonlocke.com/AlphaDisguise.html

Watch the Book Trailer: http://youtu.be/hTD9k5APKhA

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Blurb

When her mother is shot by a rancher, Lara Wolfe becomes the last Dominant of Yellowstone’s Lamar Canyon pack. Her mother’s dying wish sends her to South Dakota’s Black Hills to find her mate, but Lara would rather continue her mission—saving her pack.

When Ogden Woods, lumber supplier for the Tao pack, offers the newcomer a place to stay, an explosive attraction reveals they’re mates. Afraid of unleashing his inner Dominant and a secret that could get him exiled, he’ll do anything to avoid mating.

Although he begs Lara to stay in Los Lobos where she’ll be safe, she can’t turn her back on her pack. As her mate, Ogden is bound to protect her, but following her means risking his home and his very life. Are they willing to pay the price?

Excerpt (explicit)

Alpha in Disguise – Copyright © Afton Locke, 2015

“Ogden, I came to say good-bye.”

“Damn.” His tanned face turned pale. “Let’s go inside and discuss it.”

Realizing he was fighting to keep his mate, her heart fluttered in her chest. They stepped into his office and closed the door. The room had his stamp all over it.

Bits of wood, tools, dusty papers, and rags littered the worktable, and the air smelled woody and masculine.

But he didn’t seem to have conversation on his mind. Instead, his strong arms slipped around her.

“Don’t go,” he whispered in her hair.

His woodsy scent, mixed with his lust, made her dizzy. Her fingers dug into the back of his coarse cotton shirt. Against her will, her nails clawed the fabric, pulling it out of his jeans. They eyed each other, two predators circling a kill.

“Convince me,” she whispered.

In reply, his mouth surged against hers, the force knocking her back against his file cabinets. His tongue breached her mouth, claiming her so fast her breath faltered. While she tangled her fingers in his tousled chestnut hair, broad hands squeezed her breasts, bringing her nipples to rock-hard points. With her heart thundering in her ears, she unbuttoned her shirt before he could rip the buttons off this one, too.

Panting hard, he paused to ask, “When can you conceive?”

“D-during the full moon,” she replied, struggling for her own breath. “It’s safe now.”

He jerked down the zipper of her jeans and spun her around. “Then hang on!”

As she bent over and grabbed the two nearest metal handles, her swollen breasts tumbled out of her bra. Hot moisture flooded her core. No matter how many penises she allowed inside her, for whatever reasons, she vowed she would only remember his.

“Just this once,” she gasped as he tugged down her jeans. “I can’t stay.”

“It doesn’t work that way,” he ground out as he grabbed her hips, keeping her immobile. “You’re my mate, and you’re going to stay here where you belong.”

The slippery head of his cock brushed her buttocks, scorching her sensitive skin before he plunged it home. He filled her cunt with the force of a sledgehammer, making her cry out. Any doubts she had about the man being a Dominant evaporated.

“You’re no Omega, Ogden Woods.” Her voice cracked as he pulled out and plunged back in. “You’re a Dominant in an Omega’s clothing. Why?”

Coming Soon

Deeper Than Perfect – Musa Publishing – 1970s time-travel – August 2015

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Author Takeover #contests

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Author Takeover

I’ll be sharing pictures of hot guys, hosting two contests, and talking about my newest release Freeing the Beast. Don’t miss it!

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Amazon – Samhain – BN

Blurb:

No more Mr. Nice Guy.

Magic is Becca Salt’s business, but it ain’t happening in her bedroom. The half-witch proprietress of From Crud to Stud performs miracle makeovers for paranormal creatures. Once she’s done with them, they’re out the door hunting for hot babes, not hanging around for a too-curvy, plain Jane like her.

Her newest client is hot, hung, mouthwatering perfection. What could she possibly improve upon?

Eric Diletto. Descendant of Cupid, bred for courtship, courtesy, and all that other gentlemanly junk. What has it gotten him? Dumped time and again for bad boys. He needs Becca’s help for an entirely different reason—regression therapy to release his inner beast. Grrrr.

Two potions later, they’re crawling all over each other. Becca aches for a man who loves her as she is, not because he’s under the influence. But Eric isn’t as impaired as she thinks. And he intends to take Becca here, there, and everywhere—anything to convince her his desire isn’t just the potions talking.

Product Warnings

A witchdoctor’s nightmare. Contains potions with weird side effects, a sorceress with limited magical skills and a yearning heart, plus a minor god who wants to get down and dirty. Bad, bad boy!

 

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Cowboys & Romance #BoxSet

Melissa’s back today to tell us about her newest box set – more sexy cowboys & romance – woot!

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Saddle Up with the best-selling authors who brought you Cowboy Up… And fall for Six more Cowboys ready to steal your heart!

Good Ride, Cowboy by Allison Merritt
Sometimes all you need is one good ride to clear your head.

Cowboy in Waiting by Leslie P. Garcia
She’d buried a hero. She wasn’t looking for another. But her cowboy in waiting was far from a hero…

Cowboy in Trouble by Autumn Piper
A cowboy on the run and a girl on the rebound make for a messy fling.

A Cowboy’s Heaven by Sara Walter Ellwood
From the hell of lost love, can they find heaven together?

Cowboy Proud by D’Ann Lindun
She left town to chase her dreams… He stayed and ignored his… Can they find their dreams together?

The first book, Cowboy Up featured cowboys from every walk of life-Border Patrol Agents, Equine Therapists, Farmers… Cowboy Up 2 features sexy men who are ready to steal your heart! <3

The hero of The Heartbroken Cowboy has his own issues. He’s a recovering alcoholic who allows stress to push him off the wagon. But he’s still determined to latch on to the one woman whose secret could send him back to the bottle.

Johnson O’Neill was a minor character in The Heartsong Cowboy (Cowboy Up book 1) and while he came off as a grouchy guy, he deserved his own happily ever after…but not without some work. In The Heartbroken Cowboy, we learn why he’s angry at women and cheer for him to find the one woman who will give him a run for his money!

Alcoholism and The Heartbroken Cowboy

Alcoholism is a disease that affects millions of people. Like many addictions, people with the disease have relapses, they don’t believe they have a problem, and often hurt the ones closest to them. It is progressive (often getting worse over time) and chronic (it doesn’t just go away). Not only does Alcoholism cause physical/health problems but also emotional, financial, and social problems.

Binge drinking is probably what most people think about when we have a night out with our friends. We drink too much and can’t remember or are ashamed about events that happened. Yet binge drinking can lead to the same health risks and social problems associated with alcoholism. That’s what happened to me. The Social Drinker…the person who had groups of friends where alcohol and drinking dominated our social encounters. We got together to drink. We weren’t having fun unless someone was drunk to the point of being silly or dangerous.

It only took a couple of times when my child needed me when I was drunk to realize I had a problem. My love for my children became my guide out of the problem. Determination and abstinence were my tools for success….that and giving up the friends who continued to drink. Walking away from those people was easy once I realized it was them or my children.

Hateful remarks followed… “You aren’t fun anymore.” “We don’t want to be around you.” “Don’t be a bitch.” Again, my children became my light. They were who I spent more time with and used free time to escape into the world of books where the characters loved me… or where I became them!

In The Heartbroken Cowboy, I wanted to show a character who’d fought the battle, but falls. Johnson O’Neill is an AA member and receives the support from a sponsor. Then he meets Debra who has her own alcohol demons. Can two recovering alcoholics find a way to love? You’ll have to read Cowboy Up 2 to find out!

At least my own, happily ever after is now guaranteed!

The Heartbroken Cowboy by Melissa Keir
Love isn’t found at the bottom of a bottle…

Johnson O’Neill joined The Heartsong Ranch to escape his addiction. One night at a friend’s wedding, stress causes him to fall off the wagon and into the arms of the woman of his dreams.

Debra Donahue lost her husband to alcohol then pulled herself up by her bootstraps becoming a million-dollar selling real estate agent. One night with a sexy cowboy and a bottle of whiskey, Debra falls hard.

Can an alcoholic cowboy and a brokenhearted woman find love despite their fears? Or will the bottom of a bottle claim another happily ever after?

EXCERPT:

“I don’t drink, but could use a strong one, right now. Not this sissy stuff.” He lifted the glass to his lips, downed the contents, and shoved his now-empty champagne flute away before he leaned in toward her. The smell of alcohol on his breath hinted that he’d already had too much to drink. “Know anyone around here with some whiskey?” The dark sapphire of his eyes chilled her. This was a man used to getting what he wanted. “I’d even share.” His voice deepened and became husky with his offer and she shivered.

“I don’t drink with men I don’t know.” Debra stuck out her hand. “I’m Debra, and you are?”

The man grabbed another glass of champagne off a passing waiter’s tray and guzzled the drink in one swallow. “The name’s Johnson O’Neill. Now about that whiskey.” He reached out and drew her up to standing then tugged her in close to him. Wrapping his arm around her back, he moved her body in a slow two-step motion.

Debra gazed into his eyes. “You don’t have to seduce me for the whiskey.” She stepped out of his embrace and put her hands on her hips. She frowned.

“That’s not why I drew you into my arms. You were tapping your foot when I arrived—and I thought you might like a dance. A pretty woman like you shouldn’t be sitting alone.” He stretched his palm out again in a plea.

 

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AMAZON PRINT http://www.amazon.com/Cowboy-Up-2-DAnn-Lindun/dp/1508516413/ref=sr_1_14?ie=UTF8&qid=1425167214&sr=8-14&keywords=cowboy+up+2

 

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About the Author:

Melissa Keir has always wanted to be an author when she wasn’t hoping for a career as a race car driver.  Her love of books was instilled by her mother and grandparents who were avid readers. She’d often sneak books away from them so that she could fantasize about those strong alpha males and plucky heroines.  In middle school and high school, Melissa used to write sappy love poems and shared them with her friends and still has those poems today! In college her writing changed to sarcastic musings on life as well as poems with a modern twist on fairy tales and won awards for her writing. You can find many of these musings along with her latest releases on her website and blog. Her stories feature small towns and happily ever after!   

Connect with her: http://www.melissakeir.com
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FB Party #SummerAngel

Today, I’m helping Samantha Jacobey celebrate the release of Summer Angel. 

I’ll be at her FB party from 5-6 PM ET!

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Please join me for an hour of great fun, eye candy (of course), and contests! :)

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Freeing the Beast is Out Today! #erotic

Yay! My new release Freeing the Beast (erotic paranormal with a wicked dose of comedy) is officially out today, and I’m having a FB party to celebrate.

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Join me, Denyse Bridger, Desiree Holt, Missy Jane, Michelle Roth, and Felice Fox for cover reveals, blurbs, excerpts, games, contests, eye candy, and more! Gonna be a rockin’ good time. :)

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Amazon – Samhain – BN

Blurb:

No more Mr. Nice Guy.

Magic is Becca Salt’s business, but it ain’t happening in her bedroom. The half-witch proprietress of From Crud to Stud performs miracle makeovers for paranormal creatures. Once she’s done with them, they’re out the door hunting for hot babes, not hanging around for a too-curvy, plain Jane like her.

Her newest client is hot, hung, mouthwatering perfection. What could she possibly improve upon?

Eric Diletto. Descendant of Cupid, bred for courtship, courtesy, and all that other gentlemanly junk. What has it gotten him? Dumped time and again for bad boys. He needs Becca’s help for an entirely different reason—regression therapy to release his inner beast. Grrrr.

Two potions later, they’re crawling all over each other. Becca aches for a man who loves her as she is, not because he’s under the influence. But Eric isn’t as impaired as she thinks. And he intends to take Becca here, there, and everywhere—anything to convince her his desire isn’t just the potions talking.

Product Warnings

A witchdoctor’s nightmare. Contains potions with weird side effects, a sorceress with limited magical skills and a yearning heart, plus a minor god who wants to get down and dirty. Bad, bad boy!

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