Cassandra's Curse by Stella Moore

Stella Moore is visiting my blog today for the first time. What a great opportunity to get a preview of her book Cassandra’s Curse that was just released on Friday.

Is the love of a mortal man enough to break her curse? Or will one of them pay the ultimate price for her freedom?

Blurb

Seven hundred years ago, Cassandra was bound to an amulet and cursed to a life of servitude. By the time she is released by the handsome Wyatt Hartnett, she no longer believes that the curse can be lifted. 

Wyatt proves to be far different than her previous masters. Kind and caring, he refuses to use magic to force her to obey. His methods of ensuring her obedience are more—human. Before long, her heart begins to warm and she dares to dream that this stern but decent man may indeed be her last master. The man who will set her free. 

But the one who imprisoned her has only grown more powerful over the last seven centuries, and she will do whatever it takes to see that the curse remains unbroken. Is the magic of Wyatt’s love stronger enough to break the ancient curse? Or will one of them pay the ultimate price for Cassandra’s freedom?

Publishers’ disclaimer: Cassandra’s Curse is a sweet love story intended for a mature audience. It includes elements of domestic discipline, and descriptions of intimate encounters between a dominant man and submissive woman. If such content may offend you, please do not buy this book. 

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

“Wyatt? What are you doing?” she asked, her heart thundering in her chest.

“We have a conversation to finish,” Wyatt replied casually, but she caught the flash of fire in his eyes. “I don’t want you using your powers on other people, unless you’re in danger. I won’t use the amulet to bend your will to mine, but I do have other ways of, shall we say, encouraging better behavior.”

She could feel the desire burning between her thighs at his threat. Damn her body for responding to his high-handed ways. She was an enchantress, immortal and powerful, despite the curse. This man should be trembling at her feet, not making demands of her. “And what ways do you have that you think can sway me?”

His voice dropped to a low, seductive growl. “I’ll put you over my knee and spank your admittedly fantastic ass until you won’t even think of disobeying me again. Now, are you going to do as I’ve asked?”

She narrowed her eyes at him. “You wouldn’t dare.”

He chuckled. “Oh, sweetheart. Yes, I would. I can give you a demonstration when we get home if you’d like. After we’ve done what we came to do, I can take you over my knees and spank you until you’re all pink and squirming under my hand. And then, I’ve got this little paddle that would have you sobbing and promising to be a good girl in about thirty seconds. You won’t sit comfortably for a couple of days, so let me ask you again. Are you going to do as I asked?

More about Stella Moore

Nestled somewhere in the Southeastern United a States you can usually find Stella curled up on her couch with her tablet, a blanket (because even during a southern summer, she's freezing) and a glass of wine. If she isn't writing or tweaking her newest work, she's glued to a book. Romance, suspense, thrillers, Stella loves a little bit of everything.

Other than reading, she spends her time listening to her husband play his guitar and throwing spontaneous dance parties with her two teenage daughters in the living room. When she can convince everyone else to venture outside, she loves hiking and swimming. Her husband is fairly certain she's secretly a mermaid, as she'd live in the water if she could.

Stella has been writing spanking fiction off and on for years, but she's just recently taken the plunge into writing full on novels. She is from the school of “write what you know”, and her husband is always willing (sometimes too willing!) to assist with any research she needs.

Connect with Stella Moore:

Email: author.stellamoore@gmail.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Author.StellaMoore

Twitter: https://twitter.com/authorstellam  @authorstellam

Conquered by the Commander by Pippa Greathouse and Ruby Caine

Just released! Conquered by the Commander in the enormously popular Conquered series by Pippa Greathouse and Ruby Caine is now on sale. 

Would her past be allowed to rob them both of their future?

Blurb:

Lillianna Collingwood is beautiful and graceful, but she is every bit as hot-headed as her hair is red. When she decides to marry Earl, the commander of the Arabella, she is completely unaware that his name is not really “Earl” at all. He is Lord Darby, the son of the Earl of Darbyshire. Elated, at first, she soon realizes she now has to learn to act the part of a lady. Having grown up in a convent orphanage from the time she was five, she’d learned to be wild. She excelled at cheating in cards and considered stealth as one of her best virtues. A lady? She’s not sure she can do it.

But Darby has a reason he hasn’t told her who he is. She’s entirely too concerned with titles, money, and things. He’s not only determined to teach her those things are not as important as character, but he’s also determined to teach her that her hot-headed behavior is not acceptable.

Lily tries, but she isn’t prepared when the past seems to come back to haunt her. Her past, her nightmares—everything seems to be against her when she arrives. Even Darby’s own mother refuses to accept her into the family, making her feel an outcast. Darby remains her rock, her anchor, but Lily is unable to make herself confide in him about the terrors that plague her night after night.

And Darby fears he is losing her. Can he save her before it’s too late?

Publisher's Disclaimer: Conquered by the Commander contains some graphic and disciplinary scenes. If these are offensive to you, please do not buy or read this book.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

An hour later, Lily realized she had yet to fret about the mill since the game started. Darby sat across from her, regarding his cards with a guarded expression. She gave him an innocent look before asking if he wanted any more cards. “Two,” he grumbled. “Did you notice, dear wife, that when you deal, the odds always appear to favor you? Cheaters pay a heavy price, Lillianna. You would do best to remember that when you hand me those next two cards.”

He watched carefully, scowling as she flicked two cards his way, but it was impossible to see from where in the deck she took them.

“Did you notice, my Lord,” she said, mimicking his exact tone, “how cranky and suspicious you become when you are losing at cards? Or is it the lack of clothes you’re currently wearing which is irritating you? I can give you back a piece of your clothing if you like.” A mischievous grin lit her eyes. “Perhaps your cummerbund will warm you a bit.”

Relaxing in her corset and shift, she still had her stockings and shoes on, whereas poor, unlucky Darby was down to his last vestige of dignity. Narrowing his eyes at her, he picked up his two cards and the briefest of smiles touched his lips before vanishing. She pretended not to notice as she regarded her own hand.

“Are you sure you wish to see this hand through to the end, my Lord?” Lily made a production of frowning at her own hand. “I have taken up enough of your time today. I’ll just pick up these cards and set the furniture back in place. You mother would be extremely displeased to know you sat upon her favorite chair wearing little more than the day you were born.”

His voice was a growl. “Lillianna?  You can return to your seat and finish this hand, or I will bare your arse, bend you over the arm of this damn chair and spank it bright red.”

Lily took her seat reluctantly, frowning at him. “It’s the cold leather on your bare legs making you cross, isn’t it, my Lord? Try not to stick to the seat, sir. Your mother will no doubt notice any sticky residue. And…” She looked up, with a sly smile. “As you have nothing else to raise the bid, perhaps I should fold.”

A smug expression crept into Darby’s eyes. “It’s too late for you to fold, Lillianna. It looks like your corset now belongs to me. I have three of a kind.”

“Impressive, my Lord, but…” She flipped over two cards bearing the same face. Then she slowly, one at a time, revealed two more cards, the only remaining members of the deck matching the first two. “I have two pairs.”

“Four of a kind?” He stood up, his legs leaving damp imprints in his wake before he leaned over the table to glare at her. “You little cheat.”

More about the authors:

Pippa Greathouse has been writing since the fifth grade, after each student was given an assignment to read aloud a story to the class of her their writing.  One horrified teacher later and a class of students who thought the horror story was “cool,” and she was hooked.

Since then, the writing has continued. She now is an author for Blushing Books, and loves what she does. Her favorite genre is historical fiction romances, where men are “strong, Alpha men” and their feisty ladies who are in need of the discipline they are sure to provide. And historical fiction is perfect for that!

Ruby Caine

Ruby Caine, exclusive writer for Blushing Publication. Pippa Greathouse is one of her favorite historical authors, and when the opportunity to work up with Greathouse came up, Caine jumped at the choice. She and her family live near the Big Easy and her stories often take us through the historical setting which follows along the mighty Mississippi. Her Spirits of River Oaks series revolves around the powerful psychic Lenore, who often gets messages from those who have passed on from this world. Another series by Caine is called Katrina’s Aftermath, a group of four contemporary romances minus the paranormal theme. Rounding out books by Ruby Caine is a standalone called Making the Wright Connections, featuring a bratty signer tamed by a sexy cop.

Connect with the authors:

Pippa Greathouse:

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

Website at  http://www.pippagreathouse.com/

Facebook Author page: https://www.facebook.com/pippagreathouse/?ref=bookmarks

Twitter: https://twitter.com/PippaG6

Ruby Caine:

Amazon author page: https://www.amazon.com/Ruby-Caine/e/B01M1RYP2H

Facebook Author page: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100012709365671&

Twitter :  https://twitter.com/RubyCainecajun

Groomed by Bethany Leigh

Bethany Leigh is here today with an exciting new book, unlike any other I’ve heard of in the domestic discipline genre. Part mystery, part domestic discipline with the spotlight on the spanking community, it promises to be an exciting read. Groomed is being released on March 16th.

Watch this space for a buy link. Until then, follow Bethany Leigh on Amazon for news of its release.  

One vanilla husband. One frustrated spanko wife. One charming disciplinarian. And one missing backpacker. Is Charlotte being GROOMED?

Blurb

It’s 1999 and Charlotte and Connor have just got the internet at home. One night, Charlotte comes across an intriguing forum. It consists mostly of women posters whose husbands discipline them when they misbehave. In other words, they’re living Charlotte’s dream!

Charlotte’s marriage is in trouble. Work and family pressures have pushed her and Connor apart. The forum posters claim domestic discipline makes marriages closer, more intimate, that sex is through the roof. Charlotte wonders whether introducing the old-fashioned discipline she yearns for can bring her and Connor closer together too.

But Connor doesn’t take to the lifestyle and the failure frustrates Charlotte and drives them even further apart. In desperation, she seeks out a disciplinarian through the forum to satisfy her needs. He seems caring, thoughtful and is willing to take things slowly, allow time to build trust.

But there’s a missing backpacker who just might have a connection with the same disciplinarian.

Can Charlotte trust this charming man she’s met on the internet?

And how will it affect her marriage to Connor?

Will Charlotte ever get the loving discipline she craves?

Publisher's Note: Groomed contains disciplinary scenes. If this is offensive to you, please do not read.

Buy link: follow Bethany Leigh on Amazon for notification of its release on March 16, 2018.

Excerpt:

Thread: My worst spanking

Panda: What was the worst spanking you ever got from your husband? The worst spankings (there were several of them but they were all because of the same thing) I ever got from Hayden happened during our first Christmas after we were married. As you know, I was still struggling with bulimia when we married, and Hayden was trying to help me recover in his inimitable way!

Well, you know what Christmas and the run-up to it is like. All those work functions! Not to mention family dinners. Our calendar was chock-full of parties and dinners, and I was dreading it. The pressure to eat, having to control myself around so much tempting food, all the guilt about whether I was eating too much or too little. Of course, it would have been best to confide in Hayden, tell him I was finding it difficult. But no, of course, like always, I wasn’t very good at being sensible.

I managed the first function (his cricket club barbecue) okayish. I ate more than I was comfortable with, but I didn’t starve myself before or after and I didn’t purge. But my body felt uncomfortable and when we attended the second party (my work party) I couldn’t carry on eating that way till after Christmas. I’d blow up like a balloon!

So I skipped breakfast and lunch on the day of the work function. And fortunately it was a buffet, so I filled up my plate under Hayden’s eagle eye, then circulated, pretending to eat. But when I thought Hayden wasn’t looking, I deposited the contents of my plate in a nearby rubbish bin.

You guessed it. I’d only *thought* Hayden wasn’t looking. Turns out he’d been surreptitiously keeping an eye on me, suspecting I might be up to my old tricks.

He came over to me, touched me lightly on the arm, and said, “I think it’s going to be warmer tonight than we expected,” which is his code for, “When we get home tonight, I am going to warm your bottom.”

And, boy, did he. As soon as we got back (after midnight), he told me, “Get ready for bed and I’ll see you in my office in ten minutes.”

He looked and sounded so stern that I was showered, in my PJs, and in his office in under ten minutes. I didn’t want to risk a second spanking for disobedience!

When I walked into the office, he was sitting in the armchair and holding a wooden ruler in his hand. My insides lurched, and I whispered, “Hayden, I’m so sorry.”

Hayden tapped his knee with the ruler. “We’ll discuss your behaviour after you’ve been punished.”

I draped myself across his lap. He yanked down my pyjama bottoms and positioned me so that my left arm was trapped against his body. He took my free hand and held it against my back, so I couldn’t try to protect my bottom and risk getting my hand struck with the ruler. Then he brought the ruler down hard across my bottom.

He smacked me over and again with the ruler, concentrating on my sit spots. It wasn’t long before I started crying, but he must have given me another twenty hard whacks before he was through.

When he’d finished, he gently lifted me up and cuddled me on his lap. “You behaved very badly at the party tonight, sweetheart,” he said, gently soothing the sore broad stripes on my bottom as he scolded me. “You didn’t eat, you threw your food in the bin, and you tried to deceive me instead of telling me you needed help.”

“I know,” I said between gulps. “I’m so sorry.”

“The thing is,” he continued, “I now feel like I can’t trust you at these functions. So I’m going to take some pre-emptive action before every single function we attend, including Christmas dinner. Before we go out I’m going to spank you. But I will only spank one cheek, and as long as you behave yourself and eat sensibly, that’ll be the end of it. But if you misbehave, we’ll come home and I’ll spank the other cheek. But I hope the one very sore buttock will be a reminder to you to behave yourself all evening.”

The tears dripped from my face as I processed the idea of being spanked almost every day between now and Boxing Night. “We have two functions on Christmas Day,” I whispered.

“And you’ll get two pre-emptive spankings,” he said firmly.

I cried myself to sleep that night, while Hayden cuddled me. I wished I’d never been so stupid at the party. I was already very sore and sorry and the thought of being spanked again in less than twenty-four hours’ time was…well, let’s say I wasn’t looking forward to it a lot.

More about Bethany Leigh

Bethany lives in Australia, where she divides her time between the keyboard and the beach. Her books are a mixture of crimeance and romance, but they all involve a wilful heroine getting her bottom smacked by an exasperated hero.

Connect with Bethany Leigh

Website: https://bethanyleighbooks.wordpress.com/

Twitter: @bethanyleighaus

Amazon: amazon.com/author/bethanyleigh

The art of submission

No, not that type of submission. But if you’re interested in this beautiful sculpture, here’s the buy link on ebay.

I’m talking about this type of submission:

Last week I submitted my most recent novel to my publisher Blushing Books. Until they answer, I will check my mail with bated breath.

Finishing the working draft of a book always feels like the completion of a long journey. It’s when I sit back and think: how did I get to "the end" this time? I’ve seen authors discuss their writing process.  I’ve never attempted to. Perhaps because I’ve never written any two books with the identical process.

But all my books have had some common elements:

·       As soon as I get the idea for a story, I sketch out a plot arc. It includes the end of the ordinary world, halfway point, crisis, climax, and resolution.

·       For my last four books, I’ve set up Pinterest boards to collect the images that help me see the story. The board for my latest book, Trusting Ingrid, is here.

·       I make copious notes as my stories reveal themselves to me. I carry a notebook and pen always. Often it looks like it has snowed inside the house because my desk is buried under a blanket of white.

·       As I start each book, I open a new Excel workbook where I track the names and details of each character on one spreadsheet. I use another spreadsheet to track chapters. When a book is finished, a copy of the names sheet is added to the workbook called Book Bible. Then, when new characters come into a subsequent work, I can check this workbook to see if I’ve already used whatever names I want to give them. I started doing this after a workshop with the amazing Cora Seton last year. I wish I’d known the tool earlier and avoided a name duplication in two of my releases.

·       I read my books aloud as I write them. The Leading Man listens patiently. He offers suggestions, catches continuity problems, and takes notes when I wish he wouldn’t.

·       I revise. Many, many times.

·       I plug the entire manuscript into Natural Reader. I started using this with A Time For Will. A typo queen like me needs all the help she can get.

Those are the common points in my writing process as of February 2018.

This week I’m full of post-submission hope as I sketch out my next story.
What do you do after submission? Do you celebrate each step of the writing process: completing a book, submitting it, getting rejected, getting accepted, publication ... etc?

Update: February 28: Trusting Ingrid has now been accepted for publication. Watch this space for more details.

To Break A Warrior King's Curse by Kryssie Fortune

Kryssie Fortune is here today with book 2 in the Scattered Siblings series – To Break A Warrior King’s Curse.

He only intended to seduce her, not love her.

Blurb:

Leonidas can fight anything except dark magic.

He inherited his father’s curse along with the Fae throne. Thanks to a rogue witch, if he doesn’t bed a different woman every month, he’ll turn feral. A man can only stand so much meaningless sex. No wonder he hates witches.

When he meets Meena, he intends to seduce her, not love her.

Meena’s a witch who never developed any powers.

Banished to the mundane world, she masquerades as human. When she accidentally bonds with an escaped war dragon, Leonidas comes to reclaim it. His enemies strip him of his powers, and his month’s almost up.

What happens when he discovers she’s a witch? And how will this warrior king cope when his curse kicks in and forces him into another woman’s bed.

Disclaimer: To Break A Warrior King’s Curse contains sexually explicit scenes and strong language. If these elements offend you, please do not buy this book,

Buy link: Amazon

PLEASE NOTE This book was previously sold with the title CURSE OF THE FAE KING.

Excerpt:

Meena almost retched. Everything she learned about the Elves made her hate them more. “That potion. What was it?”

“Distilled musk taken from a female rat as she comes into season,” her companion whispered.

“Randy rat juice?” Meena spluttered. “And I drank it.”

A second woman entered, carrying short lengths of rope. “And soon, just like an animal in heat, you will burn for the touch of a man.”

The outer door swished open then someone closed it with a bang. She didn’t care that she was naked and defenseless. She just wanted the victor to screw her hard and fast. Or maybe slow and easy. Perhaps both. In her best dreams, he brought a friend.

Her raging hormones didn’t care as long as someone relieved the burning need between her legs. Another wave of desire hit her, shooting fresh longings to her sensitized nerve endings. Her need blossomed into pain—intense, clear, and sharp. She trembled. She needed. She wanted. Goddess, if she didn’t come soon, she’d explode. She heard a flint strike, and a candle cast eerie shadows across the entry room.

In the name of the collective covens, I’m in here. Get a move on. Please.

The scent of chocolate and chili assailed her, and then Leonidas strode to her side. Face stern, he spun on his heel and shoved a chair against the door handle. He moved to the bed, towering over her as he stared at her face through the flickering candlelight. He frowned as, back arched, hips rolling, she demanded, “Don’t just stand there. Fuck me.”

More about Kryssie Fortune

Kryssie reads everything and anything, from literary fiction to sizzling romance. Her earliest memory is going to the library with her mother. She can’t have been more than two at the time. Reading, especially when a book’s hot and explicit, is more than a guilty pleasure. It’s an obsession.

Kryssie needed a world for her Scattered Sibling adventures. With its green sky, carnivorous plants and rats bigger than cars, the otherworld is a violent place. Lykae, Fae, and vampires all live there. If the characters come to our mundane world, they often visit the North Yorkshire resort town of Whitby—British home of all things gothic and weird.  For Kryssie, mixing reality and fantasy is the best entertainment.

Kryssie lives on the coast, about thirty miles from Whitby, and she know it well. She enjoys gardening, travel, and socializing with her author friends. You’d be surprised how many erotic romance authors live in the north of England.

In 2017, Kryssie’s main publisher—Loose id – decided it could no longer compete with Amazon. Sadly, they closed their doors permanently in May. For Kryssie, getting her book rights back is a chance to go indie. To Break a Warrior King’s Curse is the first book she’s self-published

And the title change?

When she started writing, Kryssie didn’t realize how much she’d fall in love with the otherworld. All her Scattered Sibling’s series books have a title starting with TO…  She simply brought this in line with the rest.  Please, read and enjoy

Kryssie Fortune answers a few quick questions:

What are your favourite scenes in your book: the action, the dialogue, or the romance?

It’s got to be the romance, but it’s got to hang on a good story. Dialogue’s hard though. Before I retired, I worked for a TV soap. It always amazed me that the cast spoke in such short sentences. On screen, it made them sound like real people. I try to incorporate that in my books.

How do you feel about writing a series?

My Scattered Siblings series is a collection of stand-alone tales set in a magical world. The plants are man eating, the Elves misogynistic, and the Lykae and Fae take the heroines’’ breath away with their ferocity and good looks. I love the way the earlier characters crop in cameos throughout the series. It’s like a party with all your best friends invited.

Cat or a dog person

Both. We always had cats when the kids were little, but we live too near the main road now. When I was younger, I had a Welsh Terrier—a sort of teddy bear on legs. I’d have a dog, but my husband goes all Mr. Spock on me and points out that since our kids both live in London, we sometimes need to zoom off at the drop of a hat. It wouldn’t be fair on the dog. I admit he’s right, but I don’t have to like it.

How do you feel when you finish writing a book?

Finishing a story is like saying goodbye to great friends. I hate cliffhangers and unhappy endings so I can guarantee a happy ever after in my books.

Connect with Kryssie Fortune:

Website      http://kryssiefortune.wixsite.com/kryssie

Blog            http://kryssiefortune.blogspot.co.uk/

Twitter         https://twitter.com/KryssieFortune

Facebook    https://www.facebook.com/KryssiesFortune

Pinterest      http://bit.ly/1OGFnjc

Goodreads     http://bit.ly/2kxqabJ

Amazon Author Page  http://amzn.to/2hA0ZVO

Mastering Her Fear by BJ Wane

BJ Wane is here today with her new book Mastering Her Fear, book 3 in the Miami Masters series, but one that can easily be read as a standalone.

Her skin turned hot, her flesh pulsed and her senses skyrocketed.  How had she survived so long without his dominant control to drive out her fear?

Blurb:

Julie Martin pulled on Jackson Davenport’s protective urges the minute he stepped outside and saw her go flying off her swing to land in a heap of gangly arms and legs then come up smiling. When he discovered how her parents pressed her into competing in beauty pageants for their own selfish gratification, he took it upon himself to provide her with the friendship the little girl craved. Years later, just when his adult feelings – and body – began to want more from the beautiful young woman she’d grown up to be, Julie moved away to take the modeling world by storm. Jackson’s first encounter with the changes in her personality broke his heart and he severed all ties with her.

Six years later, Julie returns to Jackson a broken woman, unable to cope with the nightmare that changed her life forever. When he discovers her penchant for cutting herself to deal with the fear, he shows her a new side of him she’s never seen before, and a new way to get through the darkness that continues to plague her.

Even though Julie embraces Jackson’s dominant sexuality and the way his painful ministrations work much better at calming her fears, the truth of what happened the night her two friends were murdered stands between them. Will she be able to set aside her guilt to tell him the entire truth, or will she once again lose the only person who can complete her?

Publisher’s Note: This book is intended for adults only. It contains elements of power exchange and explicit scenes. While it is the third title in the Miami Masters series, it can be enjoyed as a standalone.

Buy link: Amazon │Blushing Books

Excerpt:

Jackson couldn’t decipher what Julie’s grimace meant or why the mention of orgasms would make her muscles tighten, but he could pull the cause out of her later. Today was for demonstrating. Sliding his hands around to her buttocks, he kneaded the soft flesh, keeping a close eye for her response. “I enjoyed spanking you the other day. You did, too, which means you’ll like this.” He released her ass to pick up a multi-strand flogger and trailed the narrow leather strips over her breasts.

“Is that what I think it is?” she questioned with a catch in her voice.

“I don’t read minds, Julie.”

“And I might be green about your sexual preferences, but I know what a flogger is,” she returned, her voice going breathless as he tickled her waist then glided the leather strips up the inside of one leg. “But I’ve never felt one.”

“This one has twelve strands, long and thin to cover a larger area. Spread your feet wider and leave them there.” She complied without hesitation, another positive sign. Jackson moved to stand at her side, teased the globes of her ass with another slow trail of the braided leather then pulled back to deliver a light snap over both cheeks, just hard enough to leave faint pink stripes behind. “You good?”

“Yes, yes, I’m fine.” The rows of tiny stings that stroke elicited drew her nipples into tighter beads and added to the building dampness in her pussy. Julie bit her lip again, waiting in anticipation for the next strike. It came fast, this one a little sharper, landing below the first, the extra punch seeping deep inside her and pulling a response she never dreamed possible. “Jackson.”

More about BJ Wane:

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.

Connect with BJ Wane:

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3420232.B_J_Wane?from_search=true

bjwane@cox.net

http://bjwane.blogspot.com/

https://twitter.com/bj_wane

https://www.facebook.com/bj.wane

Two Lies and a Truth by Daryl Devore

Daryl Devoré had a new book out. Her novella Two Truths and a Lie is featured in the recently released Lawmakers box set.

Blurb: Two Truths and a Lie revolves around deceit, betrayal, passion and the theft of a multi-million-dollar, rare, red diamond.

As if multiple planes crashes, a car accident, and a concussion isn’t enough, carefree Byn and straight-lace billionaire, Mark clash over Byn's need for independence and Mark's struggle with guilt pushing him in the opposite direction of love. When an art forger, an art thief and a ninety-year-old woman get involved the chance for true love for Byn and Mark fades.

All is lost until a children's game is their only hope.

Disclaimer: Two Truths and a Lie includes sexually explicit scenes.

Buy Link - Amazon

Excerpt:

He was a complex man. I'd seen two different sides of his personality, with another facet having been hinted at. And now I caught a glimpse into his psyche. A rich businessman showing a concern more for love and world peace than for power. Did that explain his quiet command? He wasn't aggressive and full of bravado, but the underlying authority was there. When he spoke, people listened.

That quiet power was what drew me to him the first night at Lord Middleton's manor. It wrapped him in a sexiness level far above other rich men I'd met and miles beyond Lord Middleton's sexiness level.

But what was I doing letting my thoughts wander? I had a hot, naked man next to me. I blinked and met his gaze. "Time to give you your prize."

He grinned and placed his arms up under his head. "Prize me."

I leaned closer and covered his swelling penis with kisses. His breath quickened. His cock twitched. Changing what I did, I traced his shaft with teasing bites and long licks from bottom to top. When he was completely wet, I slipped the tip into my mouth. Holding him there, I reached around and grazed his bare ass with the tips of my fingers. His body quivered.

Making a circle around him with my finger and thumb, I pressed my lips to my fingers and lowered my mouth as far as I could, then continued the movement with my hand. Pulling my hand back up to my lips, I slid back to his tip, and then lowering my head and hand once again. My fingers reached between his legs and stroked his testicles. "Like that?"

"Mm-hmm. That feels good."

I glanced up, met his gaze, and smiled.

Using a light touch all the way through my coordinated stroke, I kept the pressure steady. His fingers wrapped in my hair as he pulled me closer, trying to get deeper into me.

My speed and pressure increased as the rest of my fingers encircled his engorged shaft and mimicked the efforts of my lips. His hips bucked into me. His breaths came in short sharp pants and the look on his face said he was focused on the delicious delights my mouth and hand provided him.

My left hand alternated from clawing his ass to caressing and squeezing his testicles.

With a groan of frustration, he said, "Stop."

More about Daryl Devoré:

Two writers in one. Daryl Devoré writes hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines. Victoria Adams is Daryl Devoré's alter ego when she's inspired to write sweet romances with little to no heat.

Daryl (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, a black cat named Licorice and some house ghosts. Her daughter is grown and has flown the nest. Daryl loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter, and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.

Question and answers with Daryl Devoré:

What are your current projects?

I am trying to finish a medieval fantasy. But the dragon is getting nasty and I'm too scared to open the document. (or I've hit a block in the writing – lol)

Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?

Marketing. I'm a writer – not a marketer. People go to university to study the subject. Writers are just supposed to know what to do.

Who is your favorite author and what is it that really strikes you about their work?

Torn between Agatha Christie and Dorothy L Sayers. Love the complexity of the story and the way they pull you in.

Do you have any advice for other writers?

Many, many authors will say – learn your craft, study the rules. I say – write the damn book. 90% of the people who start won't finish. So finish it. Yes, it is going to have plot holes, and grammar mistakes – so what. You wrote a book. Now, you can go back and study and fix it.

What’s your favorite line from any movie?

They're over at the Co-op. From Spaced Invaders

Goldie's Surrender by Felicity Brandon

One of Amazon’s top reviewers calls Goldie’s Surrender, the newest release from Felicity Brandon, a page-turning adult fairy tale. If you’ve read any of Ms Brandon’s books before now,

Blurb:

The fairy tale is true…

Goldie Locks is very real, a young, over-indulged woman living in a bubble of her father’s wealth and influence. It is this Goldie who makes her way into the forest, losing her way and eventually seeking sanctuary in the small cottage she finds there. Little does Goldie know who really lives in the deep, dark woods, and what they will do when they find her asleep in their bed…

In this unique erotic tale, we follow the story of Goldie’s awakening, discovering how the masterful owners of the cottage take her in hand, and offer her a taste of something different – a life where she is cherished, rather than used. For her part, Goldie learns a thing or two about herself along the way, particularly how hot and aroused she finds the shameful spankings she receives at the hands of her dominant captors. But can the pampered princess really give up her life of riches, and surrender to the will of these three strange men, and what will happen when all of their secrets are finally revealed?

Disclaimer: Goldie's Surrender includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

Buy link: Amazon

Excerpt:

I am on my feet again in seconds, anxiety ricocheting through my body. “Move out of my way!” I demand, my hands subconsciously landing at my hips. “I don’t know who you are, but you have no right to keep me here!”

He laughs gently at my words. “Oh, really?” His voice is soft and taunting, and I notice that one of his dark eyebrows rises into an unforgiving arch. “I am the master of this house, and as such, I would say I have every right to do so. You are the girl who has come here without my knowledge, entered without consent, and caused quite some trouble in the process.”

I find myself biting my lip at his accusations, an annoying habit that I have not fallen afoul of for years. “How dare you!” I cry out, my arms folding in front of my chest. “What are you saying? That I broke into your cottage?” Rage fumes within me, and I am barely able to contain it.

He leans against the edge of the bedpost, watching me with interest. “Precisely,” he replies with a smile.

“What?” I cry again, adamantly. “I’m no burglar!”

His expression changes, and I can see that my tone has shocked him. A flicker of fear resonates through me as I realize I have angered the beast, yet the old indignation resurfaces almost at once. He takes a step toward me, and despite my temper I flinch, jumping backwards to avoid his presence.

“Who are you?” he asks me flatly.

I purse my lips, knowing that I am pouting as I reply. “It is none of your business who I am, now let me out!”

With that I run at him, startling him with my agile reflexes. I make it past him, my heart pounding within my chest as I move, but I feel a large palm at my left wrist, and he catches me with ease. I turn, screaming at him as I struggle against his iron grip. “Let me go!” I shout, “let me go! You have no right to keep me here!”

“Settle down, girl!” he says, his tone unwavering as he holds me in place.

“I am no girl!” I screech, bringing my right fist smashing down against his torso. I had meant to target his chest, and yet he’s so tall that I barely even reach it.

He grabs the offending wrist in a heartbeat, looking down at me with a smile. “My, my, you are quite the unruly imp, aren’t you?”

I shriek in defiance, stamping my foot down on the floorboards below me.

“Settle down, or I will be forced to make you settle.” His warning is soft, but I recognize the threat nonetheless.

“Y-you… You can’t!” I stammer.

“I can,” comes the reply. “This is my house, and my rules are the law here. You came without

permission, and took what you wanted without consideration. Now, tell me, who are you?” His tone is so low, that it’s almost a growl and for one long moment, I look up into his face. I am utterly terrified, but refuse to let this brute see it.

“I will not!” I snap, ceasing to struggle in his large hands, but turning my face away from his insistent gaze.

“Good grief, Logan!” A voice from the doorway sends my heart spiraling back into a frenzy once more. “It seems our little burglar is quite the petulant one!”

I twist to my right, seeing yet another giant looming over me. This one doesn’t seem quite as tall as the one who still holds me steadfast in his hands, and his blond locks are quite in contrast to the first.

“She is indeed!” comes the hearty response of the dark-haired one. What had he called him? Logan? “Quite the high-spirited girl!”

“I am not a girl,” I cry again. “I’m a rich, smart woman, and I will be missed!”

I blink at them both for a second, cursing the note I’d left for Harry. He’ll think I’m sunning myself in California by now. He won’t even be worrying about my absence.

The blond one moves in behind me, and although he stops just short of touching me, I cannot help but gasp at the sudden and close proximity. Now they both tower over me. I am completely helpless, and although I know it, the thought makes me wild with resentment.

“You are an intruder in this cottage.” It’s the blond one talking again, yet I cannot bring myself to turn and look upon him. “Nothing more, and nothing less. Whoever you are, you should be thoroughly punished for your deeds.”

Punished? Punished? The rage in me contracts, tightening until I can barely take a breath. “You shall do no such thing!” I spit at the dark-haired one. “No one has ever punished me!”

“Then,” says Logan, his tone quiet and contemplative, “perhaps someone should have…”

More about Felicity Brandon:

Felicity Brandon is a #1 international bestseller of erotic spanking romance.

She’s been reading and writing for many years and loves to delve into the psychological intensity of sexual submission. She has written erotic titles in contemporary, historical and fantasy genres.

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A Naughty New Year by Kathryn R Blake

It’s almost the Lunar New Year – what better time to enjoy Kathryn R Blake’s novella, A Naughty New Year. This story is available as part of the Mischief under the Mistletoe anthology.

Blurb:

Even good deeds can get you punished.

Kelly Evans is nearly six months pregnant when her Dom husband, Jim, suggests they invite their closest friends over for a private New Year's Eve party. Just a friendly get together, nothing kinky, and no champagne for either of the girls, since Kelly's friend, Tiffany, was a month along further than she was. Given it's New Year's Eve, Kelly feels Jim's no-champagne edict isn't fair, but Jim warns her if she goes against his wishes, she will be punished. Though Kelly understands Jim's reasoning, she still feels he's merely being over-protective, and as much as she loves him a sip of champagne never hurt anyone. That is until now.

Disclaimer: A Naughty New Year is intended for mature readers. 18 and over only! Scenes include spanking adult women. If such content may offend, please do not buy this book. 

Buy the anthology here: Amazon

Excerpt:

Kelly had told him often enough how much she hated being relegated to the guest bedroom, and as much as he preferred she sleep by his side, he would need to insist if she didn't submit, though he suspected neither of them would get much rest. In fact, he doubted she would last more than an hour apart from him, even if she chose that alternative.

"I don't want to go back in there," she admitted.

"And I'd prefer you stayed with me, but there are conditions for that, Kelly."

Her head lowered. "I know." As tears streamed down her cheeks, the robe dropped to the floor. "How do you want me positioned?"

Leaning over, he grabbed two of the pillows near the headboard. Rolling the first into a bolster, he laid it at the edge of the bed. "Bend over this so your belly rests on the other side of it. I'll place another just beneath your breasts.

She lay down as he directed, making no further appeal for clemency despite her trembling.

Once she was properly positioned and as comfortable as she could be in her situation, he ran a hand along the length of her spine. She shivered slightly, but didn't move.

"Good girl," he praised. "Now, tell me why you are here."

She hesitated long enough that he didn't think she'd answer, when she murmured, "Because I disobeyed you by drinking champagne."

"Correct. And why did you decide to disobey me?"

"Because it was New Years, and I didn't think a small sip would hurt me or the baby."

"Was that your decision to make?"

"I thought it was, but I guess not," she sniffed.

Since she couldn't see his face, Jim allowed a smile to curve his lips even as he kept his voice stern. "Trust me. It wasn't." When she didn't argue, he continued, "All right. Five whacks. I want you to count each one aloud, please. I will not deliver the next one until you've called out the previous stroke. If I sense you are deliberately holding back in an effort to delay your punishment. I will add strokes. Any questions?"

More about Kathryn R Blake

Although Kathryn is relatively new to the spanking romance market, she is not new to stories where the hero spanks the heroine. In fact, most of her novels have some sort of spanking in them. However, even in Kathryn's novels where the hero firmly believes in using spanking as a deterrent, he has no desire to cause the heroine injury and takes no delight in hurting the woman of his heart. In fact, sometimes he finds it extremely difficult to follow through on his threats or promises.

To date, all of her heroes are dominant, alpha males who are extremely protective of the women they love. However, part of that protectiveness includes the need for a certain amount of control. They do not suffer defiance or disobedience lightly. Even so, these men aren't infallible, and they do make mistakes, but love and respect will always triumph in the end.

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When He Returns by Amelia Smarts - 5/5 stars

It’s time to one click – Amelia Smarts has a new book out. I enjoyed When He Returns so much, I’m changing my format for this blog spot. For the first time, I’m adding my review of the book later in this post.

Blurb:

Wade Hunter didn’t want a family. Between dodging his drunk father’s blows and watching his mother die, he knew at the age of eleven he’d be better off alone. He lived on the run for a couple years—hungry and cold often, but at least he was free. Then the local marshal caught him stealing and gave him only two choices: Spend time in jail or join his family.

Sadie Shaw, the marshal’s eldest daughter, had enough brothers and sisters, and she wanted another sibling like a dog wants fleas. She’s dismayed when her kindhearted pa once again brings home a lost child, and it doesn’t help that this one is surly and arrogant. Worse, he thinks that because he’s older, he’s under no obligation to mind her household rules.

Wade and Sadie battle wills often as they grow into adulthood, burgeoning both their dislike for each other and their grudging respect. When faced with a problem that requires their unity, will they be able to set aside their differences, or will the strife they face only tear them apart?

Publisher’s Note: When He Returns is a coming-of-age, enemies-to-lovers romance with adult spanking and sexual scenes. If you don’t like these themes, please don’t buy this book.

Buy links: Amazon │Kobo│Barnes & Noble

Excerpt:

“I’ll only punish you for today’s sins, how about that?” he purred, bringing his hand down in a splat across both cheeks. “And we’ll go backwards. First, your refusal to come over my lap when I first asked. Ten for that.”

He delivered ten firm swats, and Sadie bore them stoically, her mind still barely caught up with what was transpiring. When he finished punishing her for that, he rubbed out the sting in firm circular strokes around her bottom.

She let out a moan of pleasure, having never felt anything so wonderful in her life. She found herself wishing he would stroke lower and touch her between her legs.

“You have such a beautiful bottom, Sadie,” Wade remarked. “Perfect for spanking, unfortunately for you.” He let out a low chuckle.

Sadie’s stomach fluttered happily. Knowing that Wade appreciated the sight of her bottom was flattering. She almost forgot she still had more punishment coming until he reminded her. “Next round is for your lie. I asked if you needed a spanking, and you said no, when clearly it was exactly what you needed. Twenty swats for that,” he declared, and resumed spanking her.

The swats were harder than before, and Sadie couldn’t suffer them quietly. By the time he was halfway finished, her bottom felt like it was on fire, and she yelped while twisting in his grip. He carried on as though she hadn’t made a sound, ensuring that every inch of her bottom was warm and toasty.

“Good girl,” he murmured when he was finished, and resumed stroking her bottom.

She slumped down over his lap and enjoyed his touch. She thought she could lie forever in his lap getting her bare bottom rubbed. The spanking was more painful yet even hotter than her fantasies. She clenched her legs together, feeling on the brink of exploding with pleasure. The physical part of discipline mixed with the scolding was a combination that brought her need and desire straight to the surface.

“Now, darlin’, this last set is for your worst sin of all today. Can you guess what that might be?”

She wouldn’t have been able to guess the color of the sky. “No,” she moaned.

My review:

Miles and miles of heart – 5 / 5 stars

A warning: before you open your copy of When He Returns, turn off your phone. Clear your calendar. You won’t want to be distracted from this charming story of the old west.

The tension starts on the first page with Wade Hunter, a hungry and desperate orphan. Hunter is the perfect name for this lost boy who is trying so hard to be a man. When he’s caught stealing food, widower Marshal Clyde Shaw surprises him by offering him choices rather than immediate retribution. Wade chooses to join the swelling ranks of the children in Clyde’s home. Clyde has two biological children and three adopted ones.

Wade arrives at the humble Shaw house only to find it disappointing. Worst of all is the oldest of Clyde’s children Sadie.

At twelve years old Sadie is already a drudge. She’s swamped with all the responsibilities of a grown woman and only a smidgen of the authority. Ever since her mother died, she has been the child head of the household in Clyde’s absence. Technically the kids are supposed to do what she tells them. Results vary.

Wade makes it clear right off that he has no intention of being bossed around by Sadie.

To Sadie, Wade is little more than another mouth to feed, more work to do, and more competition for her father’s thinly-spread attention.

To Wade, Sadie is a prickly autocrat who is impossible to please.

Then the Marshal is killed in the line of duty. Sorrow swamps the children and destroys the precarious unity in the home.

Wade convinces himself that he never wanted to be part of that family in the first place and leaves in the middle of the night. He takes with him a few personal possessions, a load of grief for the man who treated him kindly when his life was at its lowest point, and a heart blackened by the knowledge that one of the other children in the house betrayed him in the most loathsome way imaginable.

Five years later he returns, longing to forge a lasting peace with the people he once took for granted. After a bittersweet reunion, Wade and Sadie join forces to face a difficult problem.

If you want a rip-tearing book full of raw sex and lots of spanking, keep looking.

If you want an intelligent well-written book with a story that stays with you long after you’ve turned the final page, look no further. Amelia Smarts has a gift for creating likeable, complex characters. Wade and Sadie are two of her best.

Read the first chapter for free: https://ameliasmarts.com/when-he-returns-an-enemies-to-lovers-romance-by-amelia-smarts/

More about Amelia Smarts

Amelia Smarts is a #1 Amazon bestselling author who has received some awesome accolades for her naughty western romances, including:

* Best New Spanking Romance Author in the 2016 Spanking Romance Reviews Reader’s Poll

* Golden Flogger Award Finalist for Best BDSM Book of 2017

* Voted #1 Favorite Historical Romance Author in The Bashful Bookwhore's 2017 Poll

Amelia writes kinky stories containing domestic discipline, spanking, and Dominance/submission. Usually her stories involve a cowboy, and they always involve a man’s firm hand connecting with a woman’s naughty backside. She believes it’s important to tell a good story in addition to portraying hot sex and discipline scenes. For each book, she endeavors to write complex, flawed heroes and heroines who struggle, but eventually succeed, in their journey to love and happiness. A long-time lover of the written word, Amelia holds graduate and undergraduate degrees in creative writing and English. She loves to read, which allows her writing to be influenced by many different genres in addition to romance, including mystery, adventure, history, and suspense.

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