HEA

Cameron & Rylan, A Chance Meeting series book 1 by Valerie Ullmer

And now for something completely different. Valerie Ullmer brings us Cameron & Rylan (A Chance Meeting Novel Book One), a male-male romance.

Blurb:

Cameron Hayes believed himself to be a dedicated friend and a good son but destined to be alone.  Because in his twenty-one years, he’d never fallen for anyone.  Dating never appealed to him when he would rather spend a night at home.  Despite his friend’s best intentions for Cameron to find a hookup for the night, he stayed at the bar as he nursed a beer.  And that’s when Cameron spotted him and everything he knew evaporated with one look.
Rylan.Ellis wanted one night out without complications.  To forget about his overwhelming responsibilities and stress at home.  He loved to lose himself in the music and ignore everyone around him.  But when he happened a glance at the bar and spotted the tall, broad, and sexy-as-sin man, he felt drawn to him.
Soon, Cameron and Rylan learn about each other and establish their lives together.  They also have to deal with a group of well-meaning friends, loving parents, and unexpected friendships.  But most of all, a dangerous threat that could tear their lives apart.
Will a chance meeting turn into something more?
Disclaimer: Cameron & Rylan contains heavy attraction at first sight and first-time gay sex between two men. It contains sexually explicit scenes that are intended for adults, age 18+.
There is no cheating or cliffhanger ending. It includes an HEA.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

“Are you okay?”
Rylan swallowed at Cameron’s concern and nodded.  “Are you sure you still want me to move in?”  The look of concern on Cameron’s face made his throat feel tight.
“I want you safe but more than that, I want you in my life.  I still want you very much to move in with me.”
“Yes to both.  I… I want that.”
Cameron’s gaze dropped to his mouth and paused for a long minute before he met Rylan’s gaze.  “Can I kiss you?”
Oh, yes, please.
Unable to force the words past his throat, he nodded instead.
Rylan not knowing what to expect, couldn’t prevent the shiver when Cameron cupped his face.  He moaned aloud when Cameron’s lips grazed over his lower one.  Cameron took his time exploring, searching and yet not deepening the kiss as he passed over Rylan’s lips with his own.
“Rylan,” Cameron breathed.
“Please.”
That one word was all it took.
“I’ve wanted nothing more.”  Cameron tilted his mouth as he pressed their lips together, causing Rylan’s entire world to tilt on its axis.
Rylan gripped Cameron’s hips tighter in his hold, pulling him closer, as Cameron slid his tongue over the seam of his lips, asking for permission to enter.  Rylan eagerly opened, savoring the taste of peppermint and black coffee as Cameron deepened the kiss and stole Rylan’s breath in the same moment.
When they broke off and dragged in deep breaths, Cameron moved his lips behind his ear before he explored Rylan’s neck.  Rylan tilted his head back, giving him access and drawing sensations from his untried body that left him throbbing.
Rylan never knew his neck and the area behind his ear would turn him into mush.  He bit his lip to prevent a moan from escaping his throat, but Cameron bit his earlobe and spoke.
“Let me hear you.”
“You’re driving me crazy.”
“Now you know how I felt the moment I spotted you on the dance floor.  For me, that’s saying something.”
Before Rylan could form a thought to reply, Cameron moved his mouth over Rylan’s and he lost himself to the sensations that shivered throughout his body.  Cameron’s growl absorbed his moan as he deepened the kiss, pulling him closer to his hard body.
Rylan’s eyes fluttered closed, unable to keep his eyes on the sexy-as-sin sight of Cameron’s flushed face.  The kiss turned into an inferno and Rylan could feel his cock swelling in his sweats and he knew if Cameron stepped closer, he would experience Rylan’s excitement first hand.
He opened for Cameron’s exploration and instead of the intense sensations of an aggressive kiss, Cameron’s slowed his movements as his tongue explored him until he was panting and all thoughts disappeared.  There were only the sensations Cameron drew from him.

More about Valerie Ullmer:

Valerie writes paranormal and contemporary romances with strong alpha males and brilliant, beautiful heroines. She lives in Denver, Colorado with her wonderfully supportive husband and their funny and wise black lab. She's addicted to coffee, crime shows, and reading and writing character driven romances.

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Friends With Benefits by Poppy Flynn

Are you looking for a hot new book for the weekend? Friends With Benefits by Poppy Flynn has just been released. This is book 5 in the Club Risqué series. As the series name suggests, it’s not for the vanilla reader.

“You can’t change somebody else’s feelings for you…well, you can make them hate you, but you can’t make them love you.”

Blurb:

When she'd been young and naïve and had foolishly believed that wishing on stars would be enough to grant her deepest desires, Trinity had spent years in a 'non' relationship as a 'friend with benefits,' believing that Christian would one day be ready to make things official. But reality reared its ugly head, and instead, he broke her heart when he told her he wanted to move on with someone else.
With both his business and personal life out of control and disintegrating around him, Christian had been completely up front and honest about the fact he didn't have the time or the effort to dedicate to a relationship, and Trinity had insisted she understood and accepted the situation, only to be blindsided when he revealed that he'd fallen in love with someone else.
Years later and eons wiser, they find each other again, but can things be any different the second time around?
Publisher's Note: Friends With Benefits is a contemporary second chance romance contains a theme of power exchange as well as graphic scenes. If this is offensive to you, please do not read the book.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

The kiss turned passionate and incendiary. Christian tightened his hand in her hair and kept her head immobilized while he devoured her mouth, his tongue plundering and demanding. Conquering. He bit at her lips and then soothed with his tongue, he nipped at her jaw and again behind her ear before finding his way back to her mouth and continuing his passionate onslaught. He ground his pelvis into her softness and Taryn whimpered, seeking to rub at the ache of her own desire in an effort to ease the aching need she felt.
She was ready to climb up and clamber all over him when he finally broke the kiss. “Goddamn it, this isn’t right Tara, he groaned, his voice catching. “I want you. And God knows, I really need somebody right now, but I don’t have anything to offer in the way of a relationship, because the truth is that I’m so wrung out from Dad’s death that there’s nothing left to give.”
He heaved a tortured sigh and started to disentangle himself from her. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be taking advantage of you like this. I just want to feel close to someone physically, I need to remember that I’m still alive, but that’s no excuse for mauling you like I’ve turned into some kind of rabid animal.”
He sucked in a shuddering breath. “Forgive me, Tara, I shouldn’t have done this to you,” he whispered. “I’ll let myself out and go and find someone who knows the score. I hope I haven’t ruined your birthday for you,” he finished soberly, his forehead pressed against her own and his eyes squeezed tightly shut.
Taryn wasn’t sure which emotion hit her the hardest. The fact that he had come so close to making all her lustful fantasies come true, the fact that he wanted no strings sex without any kind of relationship, or the fact that he was about to go out and find someone else to sate those heartfelt needs. She even overlooked the fact that he continued to call her Tara.
Ultimately, it was the thought of Christian with another woman that spurned her into making a choice that would end up having repercussions on her life for many years to come. The idea of him loosing himself in another woman’s body, even if it was just a temporary interlude of meaningless sex, had the green-eyed monster inside of her rearing its ugly head and messing with her brain so much that she just couldn’t see past it.
“The only thing that will ruin this birthday is if you walk out of that door after twisting me up like that, only to leave me hanging,” she panted. He looked like he might argue, but Taryn ploughed on. “I know what’s going on in your life better than anybody else on this earth. I know exactly what you’re having to deal with both on a business and on a personal level. I understand all of the restrictions on your time and all of the constraints on your allegiances and I have first-hand knowledge of the entire depth of your commitments. I already live with them, Christian. I’ve lived with them for almost the past two years and I’ve been your escort for the past nine months because I understand all of those reasons. You’re my closest friend Christian, and anything which is within my power to grant, I will do for you and if that includes being a warm body in your bed so that you can lose yourself for a little while, then I’ll do that too.”
Christian was quiet for the longest time and the silence was becoming so drawn out it was getting awkward.
Finally, Taryn took a step away from him and tried to surreptitiously blink away the tears that were starting to prickle behind her eyes.
“I guess it’s my turn to apologize now,” she said stiffly, turning toward the front door to open it for him. “I didn’t mean to overstep the mark.” The words faltered, and she cleared her throat when they came out as more of a croak. “I hope this won’t affect our friendship.”
But it would, wouldn’t it. How could it not?
Taryn had just reached out to turn the door handle when there was a flurry of movement behind her and, in the next second, she was whirled around so fast that her head spun and Christian had her pinned against the smooth wood of the door, his hard body pressing into hers and his breath hot in her ear.
“You need to be sure about that, Taryn. Because if we do this, then there’s no turning back and I’m just selfish and desperate enough, right now, to take that gift and keep it and use it over and over again. Not just tonight, but tomorrow night, and next week, and next month. This won’t just be a one-night thing sweetheart.”
Taryn’s heart almost beat out of her chest as he offered as close to what she wanted as she was ever going to get…for now at least. The fact that he wanted more than a one-night stand had her heart and her hopes soaring. It was a start. Maybe not ideal, but enough for now. His pain would heal in time and his mother would become less clingy and dependent. The company business would be less demanding once everything settled down again and Christian would gradually get his life back. She could be patient and she was already prepared to wait. She’d been waiting all this time, after all, with much less to show for it than a physical relationship.
She was a virgin and she wanted her first time to be with someone she loved. She didn’t think she would ever love anyone except Christian.
And he had remembered to call her Taryn. Of all the cautions and concerns he had warned her of, that was what she took away with her. That was what stuck in her mind because it must surely be a sign.
“I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life,” she whispered against his lips.

More about Poppy Flynn

Poppy Flynn was born in Buckinghamshire, UK and moved to Wales at eight years old with parents who wanted to live the 'self-sufficiency' lifestyle.
Today she still lives in rural Wales and is married with six children.
Poppy's love of reading and writing stemmed from her parents’ encouragement and the fact that they didn't have a television in the house. 
"When you're surrounded by fields, cows and sheep, no neighbours, no TV and the closest tiny village is four miles away, there's a certain limit to your options, but with books your adventures and your horizons are endless." 
Poppy x

Connect with Poppy Flynn:

Amazon Author Page

Website: https://www.poppyflynnsaucyauthor.com

Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/clubrisque1/

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No Regrets by Pippa Greathouse

Have you been waiting for book 3 in the Strasburg, The New Generation series? The wait is over, No Regrets is live now!

"If you marry me, I'll want you in my house, in my life, and in my bed."

Blurb:
Lizzie has known and loved Thomas all her life. But they are at an impasse. Neither of her brothers are willing to run Pembroke in her parents' absence, and it has fallen to her. When he gives her his mandate, she is heartbroken. It seems there is nothing they can agree upon.
Thomas is ready to marry. Lizzie is not. Can they have a future together at all? When she is called to the deathbed of a family acquaintance the day after Christmas, her wrists are clasped and she is pulled closer. The woman stares into her face and says, "I'm sorry, Elizabeth. I'm so sorry." And the woman dies, right in front of her. Suddenly, Lizzie finds her life complicated beyond belief as she realizes she's the sole heir of yet another estate, one inhabited by a 'familiar.'
Thomas is there, although he has no idea if there is a future for them. He's her strength, her rock, and her encourager.
And Lizzie wonders if she'll ever be able to dispel the regrets that plague her.

Publisher's Note: No Regrets is an action-packed, sweet, historical romantic mystery contains a theme of power exchange. If this is offensive to you, please do not read it.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:
Lizzie turned to face Thomas, furious. "It's my house, and I have every right to leave it if someone is in danger. I honestly thought it might be you!"
"I'm a grown man, Lizzie. I can take care of myself. And how is it James let you out? I left him with instructions to keep you inside."
"He tried to stop me, but he couldn't. It's not his fault."
He rolled his eyes. "Good Lord. I take my eyes off you for one single moment—"
"You don't own me, Thomas," Lizzie snapped, her hands on her hips, and faced him.
Large hands gripped her waist, and a moment later, she found herself thrown over his shoulder. A hard hand delivered an even harder swat to her bottom.
Her head came up at the swat. "Oh! How dare you, Thomas! Put me down!"
"When I'm ready. And at the end of the day, you should know you've earned a spanking,

and I'll be the one to give it. Keep that in mind throughout the afternoon. Especially if you're tempted to disobey my orders again."

More about Pippa Greathouse

An assignment by my elegant and sweet fifth grade teacher was what started it all. The assignment? To write a short story and read it aloud to the class.
Enter a story about a group of fifth grade kids camping in the woods who were attacked by a Grizzly; add body parts everywhere and kids being mauled to death one by one, and pile on top one horrified teacher (Poor Mrs. J!). The kids thought it was cool, however, and I was hooked.
Writing continued throughout Junior and Senior High, in the form of space stories, then spy stories, and by the time I reached high school, had turned into romances!  Every year when spring fever hit, I would take my notebook outside at lunchtime, and soak up the sun, and write. Then I would take it home and type it up on onionskin paper, on an old Underwood typewriter (Yes, I know I'm old!)
One day a few years ago while cleaning, I came upon a tote containing a wad of onionskin paper, rolled up. I was delighted to find a story that I had written when I was about eighteen, and thought, "Hmm, I wonder what would happen if I sat down and re-wrote this? And submitted it.”

Connect with Pippa Greathouse

Email: pippagreathouse@gmail.com

Amazon author page: https://www.amazon.com/Pippa-Greathouse/e/B01MY1AWFG/

Website: www.pippagreathouse.com

Facebook Author page: www.facebook.com/pippagreathouse

Twitter: @PippaG6

Bookbub: www.bookbub.com/profile/pippa-greathouse

Here are a few more of the many exciting titles from Pippa Greathouse:

Double-Takes (book 1in the Pike’s Bluff Series

The Strasburg Chronicles (5 Book Series)

Angelica’s Rescuer: Book one

Merrie’s Hero: Book two

Cinderella’s Lawman: Book three

The Return of Lucy Grace: Book four

Macie’s War: Book five

Standalone Time Travel Romance

Time for Change

Strasburg, the New Generation

Judging Cicely

Katie’s Maverick

Submitting to the Cowboy by BJ Wane

Ever since BJ Wane’s Submitting to the Cowboy (Cowboy Doms book 3) was released in April, readers have been raving about it.

When he can no longer resist the temptation to make her his in every way, will it cost him the one person he cherishes above all others?

BLURB:

Tamara Barton had lusted after Connor Dunbar ever since she was old enough to know what those stirrings meant whenever he was near.  Connor’s refusal to see her as anything but the young girl he’d befriended and protected for years soon drives them apart, but not before she catches an up-close, personal glimpse of him exerting the dominant control she’d heard rumors about.
Connor regretted the harsh words he’d spoken to Tamara when he caught her spying on him as much as his lustful response to the look of need reflected on her face.  He’d been looking after the neighbor girl since the moment he saw her falling off her first horse at the age of ten and didn’t plan on stopping now that she was a grown woman who thought she wanted their relationship to go in a different direction.  He knew his sexual proclivities were not for the young, sweet kid he was so fond of, and wouldn’t jeopardize their special bond by giving in to her desires.
But Tamara always had a way of getting what she wanted and when he saw she was serious about becoming a member of the private BDSM club he owned with his brother and best friend, Connor discovered he didn’t want her submitting to anyone but him.  When he learns she’d kept things from him that could have impacted her welfare, would he allow his failure to protect her to drive another wedge between them or finally embrace a life with her at his side as more than just a cherished friend?
This is book three in the Cowboy Doms series but reads as a standalone.

Publisher’s Note: Submitting to the Cowboy is a contemporary western romance that contains elements of mystery, suspense, adult themes, power exchange and sensual scenes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

Buy link: Amazon

EXCERPT

Exasperation flashed in his eyes. “Damn it, Tam, I doubt you’ve ever even been spanked.”
“I might have been if you hadn’t interrupted me the other night,” she shot back, equally frustrated with his obstinance, no matter that it stemmed from caring and concern.
“Really?” A calculated gleam entered his eyes as he ran his hands down her arms in what she could have sworn was a caress designed to soothe. Whatever it was, she enjoyed the light touch. “Well, since it was my fault you didn’t get to experience that aspect of BDSM, let me make up for it.”
Before she realized his intention, he grabbed her hand and tugged her over to the desk, maneuvering her in front of him. With a hand between her shoulders, he pressed gently, bending to whisper in her ear. “Lean on the desk. Show me you’re willing to experiment with this side of my lifestyle.”
His warm breath fanned the side of her neck, raising the tiny hairs on her nape, his words conjuring up all kinds of scenarios. Her voice shook as she whispered, “We’re not at the club. This is where I work, where someone might come in.” The next appointment wasn’t for an hour but that didn’t mean someone else couldn’t pop in. The very thought sent a flare of heat up her core. When had she become such a pervert? The silent question accompanied her descent over the desk as she braced on her forearms, her only thought to show him how serious she was about continuing with her submissive education. His sudden indrawn breath followed with the brush of his palm over her buttocks. She trembled, thinking maybe it was just Connor who turned her into a promiscuous deviant wannabe.
“Why do you have to be so stubborn?” he bemoaned as he palmed her right cheek. “This is wrong in so many ways, I can’t even begin to count. Remember, this is your doing.”
The sudden impact of Connor’s hand smacking her bottom jarred Tamara into an acute awareness of the minor discomfort, and how it seemed to feed the lust she harbored for him. Another spank followed the first, this one on her opposite cheek, delivered with a touch more force. She jerked, a small whimper escaping at the startling warmth spreading across her backside.
“This is just a taste of what subs are subjected to if they agree to play with a Dom.” Two more swats, each a little harder, jiggled her buttocks and built on the heat now expanding from her butt up between her quaking thighs. “Think long and hard, little one, because trust me, I’m being very,” smack! “very,” smack! “nice.” He ended the teasing torment with an almost casual exploration of her cheeks and then squeezed each throbbing globe, the tight grip emphasizing the ache and stirring her arousal.
Shaken, Tamara tried to lean back against Connor as he helped her straighten, but he shifted away too fast, leaving his hands on her upper arms until she steadied and turned to face him. With her face burning, her heartbeat thumping like a crazed bat and her warmed buttocks pulsing softly, she knew her face reflected the desire she couldn’t deny.
Connor dropped his hands as if burned and stumbled back a step, shaking his head. “You’re impossible. I’ve got to run. We’ll talk later.” Without another word or backward glance, he pivoted, snatched his hat off the hook and dashed out as if the hounds of Hell were after him.

BJ Wane in her own words:

I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking.  My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.

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Freeing Molly by Alyssa Bailey

Oh boy! Another book in Alyssa Bailey’s Cián O’Connor series! Freeing Molly is book two in this series where alpha husbands have been disciplining their naughty wives for three generations.

A sassy wife is the spice of life.

Blurb:

When tragedy hits engaged couple, Molly Rasher and Cián O’Connor, things turn upside down. Molly decides to spend time alone telling neither her family nor Cián where she is or how she is fairing. When the police call for someone to retrieve Molly, she is in desperate need of loving care both tender and strict.
Cián is devastated and irritated with his girl. She is running from her life instead of asking for his help. Finding her is not as difficult as freeing her from the demons in her head, but he is determined nothing will get in his way, not even his girl. He will convince Molly she needs him as much as he needs her and that he will take all comers to keep her safe as they rebuild their life and try to move forward.

Disclaimer: Freeing Molly contains fantasies, intended for adults only. Strong stuff but worth it. Nothing in this book should be interpreted as Blushing Books’ or the author’s advocating any non-consensual sexual activity.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

Molly lay naked, her breasts heaving from anticipation as she waited for her lover. Cián emptied his pockets in the bowl on the built-in shelving unit and with great intent, removed his computerized wrist watch, and then his belt. The swishing as the wide leather slid free of its binding loops, called to her unvoiced craving for his dominance. Molly studied his every move, her belly a riot of activity in response to his slow, meticulous movements.
She reached to touch her clit and Cián, without so much as a change of inflection, said, “If you touch your kitty, I will have to punish you and it will be a long time before I let you come, a peata. Don’t be naughty.”
“You called me pet? Does that mean you’re going to play with me? Then please hurry. I’m dying here. I’m going to expire from want.”
“Expire from want?” Cián chuckled. “My, your turn of phrase has gotten exotic in the last two months.”
“Please, Cián, don’t torture me.”
“Patience. Something you have never been good at practicing. We’re going to work on that, aren’t we?”
“I promise, but just not this time. It’s been so long.”
Cián said nothing but continued to remove his shirt, one button at a time while Molly wiggled and squeezed her legs together to find some relief.
“Molly Susanne, if you don’t stop, you’ll earn a spanking before I play and refuse your orgasm. I’m asserting my dominance here, but I want to do it while firing all your rockets, so this is your last warning to practice patience and obedience. Because of that, we are using some protocol today, a ghrá.”
“Sir… okay, sir but if you genuinely love me you will hurry. Sir.”
Cián continued to undress by pulling his tee shirt off and bending down to remove his shoes. Molly was almost coming from the anticipation. She knew that’s what he wanted, for her to sweat. He loved to make her so antsy and needy that all he had to do was touch her and her fireworks began. Finally, his shoes and jeans were off, but he left his briefs on. The swelled package was easy to see, and she felt her mouth salivate at the thought of taking him, inhaling his muskiness, rolling her tongue around his manhood but that didn’t seem to be what Cián wanted right now. No, he wanted to kill her with that stupid patience he said she didn’t display often enough.
The mattress dipped and Cián was beside her. “All the toys are packed but I think I have plenty with what mother nature provided. Do I need to use my belt to tie your hands?”
“No. I can deal with it.”
“That’s my girl.” He dropped a light kiss on her waiting lips.
“Well, maybe you don’t need toys anyway.
“Or maybe we need them more.” She couldn’t control her wiggle as his gaze slid lazily over her face, her breasts, her nipples, causing heat to race up her back.
“I need to reacquaint myself with your beautiful body. It has changed in the last two months. I’m not happy I don’t have a plump bottom to spank but we will remedy that in time.”
“You don’t have to spank me, so that shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Somehow, I doubt that, peata. Now no more talking.”

More about Alyssa Bailey

USA Today and #1 International best-selling author, Alyssa Bailey, lives amongst the beauty of Southeast Alaska. She lives where the sky meets the rainforest on the mountains; the mountains touch the ocean, and the wildlife frolic on land, sea, and air. Humans, the ultimate interlopers, are wedged in where allowed and are properly thankful for the privilege.
Alyssa loves writing realistic romance for the naughty in all of us. Writing power exchanges between strong, intelligent, sassy women who are not afraid to make a stand and men confident enough to give his woman space, but Alpha enough to keep her safe despite her choices is a common theme. 
If she can throw a little humor, or suspense in her stories, it’s even better. Her characters predominately live in Regency England, Ireland, and Scotland amongst lords and ladies, in the Contemporary Realm amongst men and women of the world, and of course, hard-working Cowboys and fiercely romantic Indians. 

Connect with Alyssa Bailey

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/alyssabailey.romance

Twitter: @blushingalyssa

Blog/web page:  http://alyssabailey.com/

Email: alyssabaileyromance@gmail.com

Goodreads:  https://www.goodreads.com/Alyssa_Bailey

More exciting titles from Alyssa Bailey

Lords and Little Ladies Series:

Lord Thayer’s Choice (Book 1)

Lord Ashton Decides (Book 2)

The Black Laird Demands (Book 3)

Safe and Secure Series:

Saving Sharlee (Book 1)

Chase Abbey Series:

Lord Barrington's Minx (Book 1)

Becoming Lady Barrington (Book 2)

Lady Caroline's Defiance (Book 3)

His Improper Lady (Book 4)

The O'Connor Series:

Liam & Jocelyn's Story

Her Sweet Complication, Liam O'Connor Book 1

Liam's Lessons, Liam O'Connor Book 2

Loving Liam, Liam O'Connor Book 3

Ciaran and Katherine's Story

His Gentle Persuasion, Ciaran O'Connor Book 1

Rancher's Creed, Ciaran O'Connor Book 2

Katie Consents, Ciaran O'Connor Book 3

Quinlan and Cheyenne's Story

Quinlan's Quest, Quinlan O'Connor Book 1

Accepting His Ways, Quinlan O'Connor Book 2

Her Balancing Act, Quinlan O'Connor Book 3

Kelli and Parker’s Story

Meeting Her Needs, Kelli O’Connor Book 1

Kissing Kelli, Kelli O’Connor Book 2

Keeping Kelli, Kelli O’Connor Book 3

Cián and Molly’s Story

In Pursuit of Molly

Jade, Dark Assassins book 4 by Valerie Ullmer

Valerie Ullmer joins me today with Jade, Dark Assassins book 4.

Blurb:

Jade never wanted a mate.  She loved being an assassin and she had a family in her fellow assassins, their mates, and little Silas.  She truly had everything she needed.  But when Ghost assigned her to track the same immortals who tried to kill Xander’s family, she couldn’t refuse. 
But the complication arises when Ghost requests she partner with Noah, a human and ex-special forces soldier.  Jade has never worked with a human before, much less one that hated her from the moment he laid eyes on her.  But she was a professional and if she could play a part in destroying the immortals who threatened her family, she could accept the human.  If only she knew how to fight her attraction to him.
All Noah Hale wanted was to kill the immortals who lured his best friend and fellow ex-Navy SEAL to his death.  He had no desire to be teamed with a beautiful tracker who mesmerized him the moment she turned her emerald eyes his way.  But in order to stop other soldiers from pursuing the same fate, he needed to swallow his pride and work with a group of immortals he didn’t trust.
As Jade and Noah track the group of shifters through the mountains of Colorado, the danger lurking around every corner threatens everything they both hold close.  Will they be able to find a way through, together?+

Disclaimer: Jade is intended for mature readers, ages 18+. It includes sexually explicit scenes.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

Jade caught a scent of a human as she entered the fourteen-story building in downtown Snowfall.  It wasn’t just any human scent, but something that made all of her instincts flare.  She knew that she’d never caught this particular scent before, but something told her that this human might be important to her.  She tried to brush it off as quickly as the thought came, but she couldn’t find it coincidental she smelled it in the same steel building owned by Ghost and housed the headquarters of Dark Company.
As she dismissed the fleeting thought of searching for the scent, her heart thumped once, hard, in her chest at the thought of not finding its owner.  She forced herself to walk toward the elevator bank, ignoring the unwanted perusals she received from the men in the lobby.  Even in an unassuming hoodie and black yoga pants, she drew unwanted attention.  A side effect of being an immortal.
The elevator opened as soon as she pressed the up-button and she kept her gaze down as she walked into the elevator.  She entered the code to get to Ghost’s private floor, her movements too quick to be caught by the human eye, before she squeezed into the corner.  Jade used her other senses as three men in suits and two women entered the enclosed space with her.  There was no need to glance at the glass interior that covered the back wall to see what she looked like.
She sensed eyes on her. Instead of searching out the gaze, she whipped her long, straight dyed black hair into a bun on the back of her head with quick movements before sneaking her hands into the front pockets of her hoodie.
Jade waited patiently as the car traveled toward the penthouse, her ultimate destination, but she couldn’t help but try to find the intriguing scent from earlier.
After my meeting.

All she knew was he hadn’t used the particular elevator she was in and the higher the lift took her in the building, the more his scent dissipated.
In her entire existence, or what she remembered of it, she’d never been attracted to…anyone.  She’d never felt the pull to find someone either.  But lately, she’d felt increasingly restless whenever she had any downtime and her skin tingled in a way that had nothing to do with signaling immediate danger. It was as though her body tried to convey something she didn’t understand.
Her thoughts were interrupted when a man who had gotten into the elevator with her on the first floor stepped into her personal space.
“Hey, beautiful?”
Jade rolled her eyes and raised her head to glare at the man.  Of course, he wouldn’t take the hint that she wanted to be left alone. To emphasize the point, she crossed her arms and leaned against the wall, moving away from his intrusion.
The man decided to take this as an invitation and moved to wrap his arm around her waist.  The move gave her a clear shot to his ribs and she took it, gently moving her elbow back and making contact.  She flinched when she heard a distinctive crack, realizing she hadn’t been careful enough.  Before she could apologize, the elevator door opened and he ran off without looking back, holding onto his side.
She sighed.

More about Valerie Ullmer

Valerie writes paranormal and contemporary M/F and M/M erotic romances. She lives in Denver, Colorado with her wonderfully supportive husband and their funny and wise black lab. She's addicted to coffee, crime shows, and reading and writing character-driven romances.

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Submitting to the Rancher, Cowboy Doms book 1, by BJ Wane

Do you have your copy of BJ Wane’s latest yet? Submitting To The Rancher, Cowboy Doms book 1, has only been out for a few weeks but readers are loving it! But who doesn’t love a sexy, alpha cowboy?

He showed her the error of her ways by delivering painful consequences.  She showed him she wasn’t giving up by embracing each punishing swat.

Blurb:
Sydney Greenbriar finds more than she bargained for when she gets lost on her way to report for a new job and finds herself at a BDSM club. Peering in through the window, her attention, and libido are both snagged by one man delivering some old-fashioned discipline to a young blonde. After he runs her off, both are surprised to discover she is the new cook he’d hired for his ranch.
Caden MacGregor wanted to turn away the cheeky woman he’d caught spying on his club without remorse, but desperation for a cook forced his hand. Sydney proved to be a definite asset to his employees, and a royal pain in his butt. Somehow, her penchant for getting lost and landing in trouble, along with her determination to return to the club as a guest, soon slid past his resistance.
It took a threat to Sydney and unearthing the truth about what made her flee her home in Missouri to force them to admit their feelings and get her to stay as more than his cook.

Publisher’s Note: Submitting To the Rancher, a western romance, is intended for adults only and contains themes of mystery, suspense, power exchange, ménage and adult themes. If any of these offend you, please do buy this book.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:
The cheeky grin Sydney flipped Caden shouldn’t have surprised him, or her easy compliance when she turned her head back down and waited for his retribution. Had she kicked and screamed for him to let her go, he would’ve done so, but when had the girl reacted as he thought she should? Knowing it was a mistake and may very well end up crossing a line he couldn’t cross back over, he swatted her right buttock, the red imprint he left behind showing with vivid brightness against her lily-white skin. The terror that sent him speeding down to the corral wouldn’t abate, his mind still reeling from all the injuries she could’ve sustained with that foolhardy stunt. He spanked her other cheek and enjoyed the bounce of the soft globe and her shifting hips way too much. “Had enough?” he asked, rubbing his hand over the warm, smooth flesh.
“Would you stop if we were at The Barn and I was your sub?” she returned with a slight catch in her voice.
“Hell, no.” He refused to lie even if doing so would be in his best interest.
“Then pretend I am and don’t stop… please.”
He sighed, her whispered plea sealing both their fate. “Remember, I warned you to be careful about what you ask for.” Caden proceeded to give her what she thought she wanted ever since he’d caught her spying and caved to what he’d been itching to do.
With a volley of sharp smacks, he peppered Sydney’s ass until the pink tinge turned a deep red, her warm skin grew hot and her quiet mewls erupted into louder cries. She shifted with a moan when he stopped to rub the abused mounds. After soothing the sting, he gave her time to adjust to the soreness by palming the plump curve of one crimson cheek.  She had a perfect shaped ass with soft, malleable buttocks that had clenched with each spank then softened as she adjusted to the pain. Then she shifted again, lifting into his hand, and he barely heard another whispered entreaty of ‘please’ that drew his eyes to her glistening seam. “You continue to surprise me, darlin’.”
Sydney whipped her face around, shaking her hair out of her drenched eyes. “Does that mean…”
Caden squeezed her buttock and drew a yelp from her by delivering a final, blistering swat. “You’re new to this and don’t realize how sore you’ll be. Sit up.” Her face mirrored the color of her ass, but it was the blatant need reflected in her dilated eyes that tempted him to change the tone of this lesson and reward her, and that would not do. His actions were meant as a deterrent, not a pleasurable interlude. “Next time you disobey a rule, you’ll get a taste of my belt.” Ignoring the desire to sink his fingers between those enticing, plump, damp folds, he stood her up and pulled up her panties and jeans. Standing, he lowered his Stetson and headed to the door, saying without looking back, “I have work to do.”
Connor stood waiting for him by the corral when he stepped outside, a knowing grin playing around his mouth as he handed Caden the reins to his steed. “Not a word, got it?” Caden snapped in warning.
“Wouldn’t dream of it, brother.”

BJ Wane in her own words:
I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking.  My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.

Fear's Whisper by Poppy Flynn

Poppy Flynn’s latest book, Fear’s Whisper, is available now. Early reviews are in and one reader says: “These characters are well-developed, solid and interesting to read about. Get ready for a heart-stopping, tear jerking journey as Charlotte and Jake's story is told by a very talented storyteller, Poppy Flynn.”

Could kink set you free? Come and get hot and sweaty at Club Risqué and find out what turns you on

Blurb:
Charlotte Chapman and Jake Blackwood keep getting thrown together. After twelve years of crushing on the hot businessman she first met as a student at University, Charlotte is more than prepared to see how things progress, but Jake keeps getting cold feet.
When he walks away for the second time, Charlotte decides to explore the BDSM lifestyle that he keeps throwing up as a barrier. But because of a terrible past experience, Jake misinterprets travel journalist Charlotte's interest and believes she is out to scoop a news story at the expense of him and his newly acquired club.
Can she convince him of the truth or will this be the end of what was beginning to be a beautiful relationship at last?
Publisher's Note: Fear’s Whisper, a steamy love story, contains graphic scenes and power exchange. If that is not to your liking, please do not read it.

Buy links: AmazonBlushing BooksAmazon UK

Excerpt:
It was just so liberating to be lightly bound and following commands. She didn’t have to worry about what to do and what to say, whether she should be reciprocating in some sensual, provocative way that seemed to come naturally to some women, but which she had never understood.
Prior to this experience, sex had always been something awkward and slightly stilted. Like some kind of complicated dance that no-one had shown her the steps to and which she had no chance of following after the music started. So instead of relaxing she fretted and second guessed herself, wondering if she was doing the right thing but feeling like a failure regardless, until she was so stressed that the whole thing became an ordeal to endure until the man she was with got off and she lay there feeling disappointed and vaguely unfulfilled and wondering if that’s all there really was.
But not tonight. Tonight, something magical was happening. Tonight, she felt free; as if someone had waved away the burden of unrealistic expectation and replaced it with the permission to just feel. And boy was she feeling! Every touch, every kiss, every…thing seemed startlingly magnified. This was the closest thing to bliss that Charlotte had ever experienced and intuition was telling her that this time there was certainly more to come. Hopefully her! Yes, definitely her. It would be the first time. Well, not the first time. But the first time with a man. Oh goddesses! What if it didn’t happen. Would Jake be able to tell? What if she disappointed him anyway?
Suddenly Jake bit down on her nipple and the light bolt of pain wrenched her away from her thoughts before he laved at the small hurt and it bloomed into a tingling pleasure.
“You’re thinking so loudly I can hear you,” Jake growled. “Keep it up and I’ll be forced to spank you to take your mind off whatever is winding you up.”
Spank her? Charlotte’s pussy clenched at the thought and she felt her panties dampen some more.
Jake chuckled darkly against her breast. “I don’t think you find that idea too dreadful, do you sweet Charlotte. Would you like to feel my hand warming that pretty ass until it’s all hot and pink and branded with my palm?”
“No”, Charlotte panted. “I mean yes!” Her back arched as Jake bit down tenderly on her other nipple, taking away her ability of coherent thought. “Oh goddesses! I mean, were there two questions there? I can’t think…”
Charlotte could feel the laughter rumbling in Jake’s chest. “That was the idea. Don’t think! Just feel. You were doing such an excellent job of it until your brain kicked in.”

More about Poppy Flynn:

Poppy Flynn was born in Buckinghamshire, UK and moved to Wales at eight years old with parents who wanted to live the 'self-sufficiency' lifestyle.
Today she still lives in rural Wales and is married with six children.

Poppy's love of reading and writing stemmed from her parents’ encouragement and the fact that they didn't have a television in the house.
"When you're surrounded by fields, cows and sheep, no neighbours, no TV and the closest tiny village is four miles away, there's a certain limit to your options, but with books your adventures and your horizons are endless."
– Poppy x

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A Halloween treat for you!

Hello lovely visitors to my website. Have you picked up your FREE copy of my book A Time For Will yet?

From today until October 29th it’s free on Amazon.

Click here: mybook.to/ATimeForWill or visit your nearest Amazon store

What can you expect? Here’s what some readers have to say:

  • A love story that went right to my heart and left me dreaming of her strong men.

  • It's different and very well written. There are plenty of different elements to hold the reader's interest. The characters are well written and described. The interactions between the couples is hot and sexy.

  • This is a light-hearted, sometimes laugh-out-loud funny book, so I was really surprised that the ending made me tear up a little.

  • The characters are well-developed and very interesting and the book deals with loyalty, love, and adventure.

  • I loved this book. It was easy to read, entertaining, and with just enough heat.

 

Blurb:

Identical twins, Verity and Felicity (Lissie) Pettigrew inherit an abandoned farm in the remote hills of the Methow Valley. Little do the twins know, but their windfall harbors a secret. While exploring the old barn, Verity stumbles into a hidden portal and is instantly transported more than one hundred years into the past.

In 1885, on the same farm, Will Dawson is saddling his horse when a disturbance in a corner of the barn catches his attention. In his haste to rescue the gorgeous woman in the center of the disturbance, Will is flung far into the future.

Meanwhile, Lissie arrives on the farm looking for Verity, but finds the handsome, slightly suspicious cowboy instead. From their first words to one another, sparks fly.

Lissie’s modern manners and profane language offend Will. His solution? Some old-fashioned discipline delivered on the spot.

Affronted by Will’s distinctly un-twenty-first century approach to male/female relationships, Lissie challenges his authority at every turn in spite of nearly always ending up over his knee.

Meanwhile, Verity must deal with life in 1885. Although accepted into Will’s family, she longs to get back to the 21st century and the man she loves.

Can Will live in a future in which progress comes at the price of everything he holds dear? Can Lissie win him over, and teach him that women can be independent and willful but still soft and sexy? Will Verity find her way back to the man she loves?

Publishers note: This stand alone love story includes scenes of domestic discipline and spicy romance.

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Theirs To Master by BJ Wane

Get ready to one-click. BJ Wane has released her sixth book in the Miami Masters series, Theirs to Master and the reviews are flooding in. Readers’ comments: “a top notch dark and sexy,” “a super hot book” and “hot chemistry and passion, danger, misunderstandings plus the need to protect makes a very good read.”

She took to their dual control like a fish to water, but had she gotten in too deep to survive without them?

Blurb:
Paige Wilcox has been lusting after the Carlson brothers since the first time she saw the two men enter the cops’ bar where she works.  Problem is, neither man shows her the slightest interest-not until her sister is attacked at a club and they discover Paige posing as a submissive to draw out the assailant.
Troy and Trevor Carlson always found the feisty redhead attractive, but steered clear of personal involvement since she showed no signs of being sexually submissive.  Fear for her safety and a determination to keep her out of their investigation into a serial attacker prods them to insist she complete the terms of an auction contract after they win the bid on her.  Neither Paige nor the brothers are prepared for the streak of submissiveness she exhibits under their dual control.
Paige doesn’t fight her growing need for the two men and the alternative sex they introduce her to, but when they give no hints the feeling is mutual, she despairs of anything coming of the short-term relationship. It takes the reappearance of the man they were after and another threat to Paige to get all three on board with giving a committed, three-way relationship a try.
Publisher’s Note: Theirs to Master is a steamy contemporary ménage romance contains elements of power exchange. While it is book six of the Miami Masters series, it can be read and enjoyed as a standalone.

Buy links: AmazonBlushing Books

Excerpt:

Only sheer stubbornness kept Paige from saying red when Trevor pulled her jeans down.  Her natural inclination to protest this indignity with ‘no way, no how’, fell to the wayside the minute her mons pressed against Troy’s muscled thigh and she looked up to see raw lust and rich approval etched on Trevor’s face.  Then Troy cupped her butt cheek, his calloused palm brushing against her bare skin setting off sparks of pleasure that commanded her attention.  She’d yearned for their attention for months, and now had it in spades.

Few of her lovers ever bothered with ass play, so she’d never imagined that part of her anatomy could be so erogenous.  But the more he explored her buttocks, squeezing then caressing, the hotter she became.  A curl of arousal took up residence between her legs, softening her pussy, dampening her slit until embarrassment forced her to tighten her thighs. 

Closing her eyes, Paige tuned out the voices from the ongoing auction and shoved aside fretting over whether anyone else’s eyes were on her.  The tantalizing caresses eased her into relaxing then prodded her to wiggle her butt and loosen her thighs in a teasing hint to do more, to touch her where she ached.

“I think she’s ready.”

The amused inflection in Trevor’s voice snagged her attention one second before his words sank in.  Before she could register the full meaning of that comment, Troy halted the soothing, arousing strokes of his hand and delivered a sharp swat to rival the one Damien issued on the stage.

Her head reared up in startled astonishment at the abrupt switch from coaxing pleasure to blistering pain.  Before she could say anything, he swatted her again, adding an identical throbbing burn on her other cheek.

“Take a deep breath, Paige, and lie still.  It’ll be over before you know it.”

Shaking her hair out of her eyes, she glared up at Trevor as Troy peppered her buttocks with an array of slaps that robbed her of breath.  “Easy…ow!…for you to say,” she gasped, her mind consumed with the fiery heat spreading across her entire backside and the deep throbbing encompassing her abused skin and spreading to her pussy.

“You should’ve heeded our warnings, and remembered I mentioned consequences if you continued with your harebrained scheme to interfere in my investigation,” Troy admonished without slowing the rapid volley of spanks.

It was hard to think straight, to pay attention to what either man said, but she managed to stick up for herself with a quick rebuttal.  “I don’t take orders from anyone…holy shit!”  Crap but those last two hurt!  “Damn it, I’m not one of your little groupies, willing to let you walk all over me.”  Desperate to deny her body’s heated response and the pleasure inching its way past her resistance to this degradation, she tried to wriggle away from his descending hand, but Trevor reached out and clamped his hands over the top of her thighs.  Between Troy’s imprisoning hand braced between her shoulders and Trevor’s tight told, they left her no choice but to endure and accept her surprising reaction or say red and pay the hefty price tag of ending this now.

MIAMI MASTERS SERIES:

Bound and Saved, book 1

Master Me, Please, book 2

Mastering Her Fear, book 3

Bound To Submit, book 4

His To Master And Own, book 5

BJ Wane in her own words:

I live in the Midwest with my husband and our two dogs.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now much prefer being homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking.  My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.