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Monday, March 5, 2018

Book Blast w/Giveaway: His Scandalous Love by Anya Summers




His Scandalous Love
by Anya Summers 
GENRE: Erotic Romance


 Anya will be awarding a $15 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Please visit GoddessFish.com to follow the tour, remember the more you comment better your chances on winning.








BLURB: Carter Jones is a fairly simple man. He loves his ranch, his horses, and dominating women in the bedroom. He's the owner and founder of the exclusive Cuffs and Spurs Club in Jackson Hole, Wyoming, yet for the past year Carter has achieved something of a monk's status within the ranks of his club. And all because of Jenna, a woman he had an unforgettably sensual week with a year ago, who then vanished from his life without a trace and left him reeling. When he discovers Jenna practically on his doorstep, Carter moves heaven and earth to draw her back into his life. Only she has a scandalous secret, one that upends his life completely. Can he forgive her for the secrets she kept? Or will the mistrust tear them apart – forever this time?

Purchase His Scandalous Love by 3/17/18 & get the FREE full-length ebook novella His Unexpected Love delivered to your email! Discover where Carter & Jenna’s sinfully erotic love story began. Email the proof of purchase (receipt or screenshot) to anya@anyasummers.com.

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Excerpt:

“So, what’s up? You don’t normally leave Jackson Hole unless its poker night,” Carter said, studying his friend. 

Nothing but crumbs remained of Spencer’s sandwich, and now he was plowing through the homemade potato salad. Still holding his fork, he swallowed and said, “Me and the boys are concerned. The knuckleheads elected that I come speak with you.”

“About?” Carter questioned, his body tight and rigid in his seat. They’d discussed him. What the fuck for? 

Spencer cocked his head, his black eyes unwavering as he said, “Dude, you haven’t been to the club in almost a year. That’s a record, especially for you. And I know for damn sure you don’t have any of the subs coming out to the ranch. That bunch couldn’t keep a secret to save lives, as lovely and entertaining as they are.”

“I’ve had a particularly busy year with the ranch. Just because I’m not attending the club, doesn’t mean I’m celibate,” Carter said, folding his arms across his chest—even though that was precisely what he’d become.

After a long draught of iced tea, Spencer replied, seeming to choose his words carefully. “Normally, I would buy that and not press you. But you forget, I know you. And you haven’t been the same since your visit to Pleasure Island last August. I know there was a sub—”

“Careful,” Carter uttered, his voice deadly serious. He did not want to rehash the island or talk about Jenna with anyone. Not when the mere thought of her made his heart ache.

“Fuck that. You’ve been moping for almost a year. You searched for her and couldn’t find her. It’s time you moved on. I’m saying this not out of spite but because I’m genuinely concerned,” Spencer said.

Carter grimaced and traced the line of a bead of moisture on his glass before he replied, “Look, I know I haven’t gone to the club lately. I will. I just—hell, Spencer, it’s the same old subs there. I realize your concern and while I appreciate it—” 

“Just come, tonight even. It will do you some good to get out of the house for a night. You’re not a recluse but this past year you sure as shit have been acting like one.”

Had he? Deep down he knew Spencer was right. Carter needed to move on and forget about the past. Jenna was lost to him, forever. As bitter a pill as it was to swallow, short of hiring a private investigator to track her down, there was nothing he could do about it. He’d been standing still, letting life move on around him while his heart bled into the ground at the loss. And Jenna obviously didn’t want to be found because if she had, she would be here. At least, not by him.

“Fine. I’ll come this evening. So you and the rest of the idiot brigade will get off my case,” Carter agreed and shook his head. The thought of attending the club was about as appealing as watching paint dry, but he’d suffer through it.


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Born in St. Louis, Missouri, Anya grew up listening to Cardinals baseball and reading anything she could get her hands on. She remembers her mother saying if only she would read the right type of books instead binging her way through the romance aisles at the bookstore, she’d have been a doctor. While Anya never did get that doctorate, she graduated cum laude from the University of Missouri-St. Louis with an M.A. in History.

Anya is a bestselling and award-winning author published in multiple fiction genres. She also writes urban fantasy and paranormal romance under the name Maggie Mae Gallagher. A total geek at her core, when she is not writing, she adores attending the latest comic con or spending time with her family. She currently lives in the Midwest with her two furry felines.



His Unexpected Love

A Cuffs & Spurs Prequel Novella


Carter Jones is the owner and founder of the exclusive Cuffs and Spurs Club in Jackson Hole, Wyoming. He's been invited to Pleasure Island, a lifestyle themed resort on a private island in the Bahamas, to experience what the all-inclusive getaway has to offer. His plans for the week include indulging in the finer points of life – mainly sex, and lots of it. He's a man used to dominating a woman in every way imaginable, and then receiving praise and thanks from his selected bed mate for his prowess. 

That all changes when he literally runs into Jenna. She's beautiful and headstrong, and turns his world upside down with merely a pout of her gorgeous lips. Lips he can imagine on various parts of his body. Carter devises a plan to claim the feisty woman. But will he be able to keep it strictly physical, or will her surrender to his touch affect him in unexpected ways? 

Don’t miss these exciting titles by Anya Summers and Blushing Books!


Dungeon Fantasy Club Series  





Her Country Master, Book 5  https://goo.gl/YWhLqm

Love Me, Master Me, Book 6  https://goo.gl/QlTE9u

Submit To Me, Book 7  https://goo.gl/Or8pYr

Her Wired Dom, Book 8  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01MRJY9TF/


Pleasure Island Series


Her Music Masters, Book 2  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0711R9D1H/

Their Shy Submissive, Book 3   https://goo.gl/ufyJLn



Her Rockstar Dom, Book 5  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B075VSGP8Q

Duets & Dominance, Book 6  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B075TG9RYC

Her Undercover Dom, Book 7  https://goo.gl/HKhVba

Ménage In Paradise, Book 8  https://goo.gl/qce2BD

Her Rodeo Masters, Book 9  https://goo.gl/HDZw6v


Cuffs & Spurs Series

His Scandalous Love releasing March 8, 2018

His Wicked Love releasing May 8, 2018

His Untamed Love releasing July 9, 2018

His Tempting Love releasing September 6, 2018

His Seductive Love releasing November 8, 2018

His Secret Love releasing January 8, 2019

His Cherished Love releasing March 8, 2019







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Friday, March 2, 2018

Book Blast w/Giveaway: Share Me 2: Bull's Eye by Evelyn Vox



Share Me, Book 2: Bull's Eye 
by Evelyn Vox
GENRE: Erotic Romance 


Evelyn will be awarding a $25 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Please visit GoddessFish.com to follow the tour, remember the more you comment better your chances on winning.





BLURB:

LEXIE

I made a deal with the devil. A devil named Derek Drake. He makes my husband watch as he uses me to satisfy his carnal desires. I love it, and that terrifies me. Because this bargain only works if they are willing to share me. I don't know what I'll do when they decide they've had enough of our deal. I'm not sure I can choose between them.

DEREK

Brian loves watching me pleasure his wife in ways he never could. But the beast inside me is tired of sharing my Goddess. I am the one who ignited the dark fire within her. I am the one she answers to. Alexandra is mine. I don't see much use for the cuck anymore.

Bull's Eye is a steamy, kinky MMF romance about a cuckold relationship gone awry. When the line between lust and love blurs, when the two men sharing her both lay their claim, Lexie will have to make the choice of her life: Derek or Brian. WARNING: this story is not for the faint of heart. It is a twisted tale of self-discovery about finding light in the darkest corners of the heart. It has hard BDSM and an open marriage where the boundaries are pushed to the breaking point. Read at your own risk.






Excerpt:

Derek eyed me up, that gaze making my blood warm. He tugged me into his chest, his hands resting on my shoulders. 

“If you want to turn back, Alexandra,” he said, “now is the time. Because once we walk into Club Midnight, you are mine.” 

“I’m nervous,” I admitted. “What if I’m the only one dressed like this?” 

“You won’t be,” Derek promised. “Besides, everyone will see your collar and know you’re claimed. No one will touch you.” 

I smiled. It was nice, feeling owned and claimed by Derek. It made me feel safe. Gave me courage. And I knew how much he wanted this. His face was limned with carnal, wild lust. It was the kind of look that made my heart quicken. I was always in for a good time when he gave me that look. A good, devious, delicious time. 

“Yes, Sir,” I said, unbuttoning my jacket. 

I turned so Derek could pull it down my arms. 

“Good girl,” he murmured in my ear as he tugged on the sleeves.

He handed my jacket to the attendant. When he returned, those gray eyes were on fire. He gave me a once over, then stalked towards me, a predator with his prey in sight. 

“You look divine, Alexandra.” 

My face warmed, but I glowed under the compliment. Derek wore his usual tight black shirt and jeans, but I was his kinky little Princess. Anyone who looked at me would know it. 


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Evelyn lives in Brooklyn, and some might be so bold as to call her a *gasp* hipster. When she's not busy ordering a craft beer or drinking kombucha, she works part-time at a wellness center. No matter what she's doing, her mind lives full-time in smutland, always thinking of new ways to torture those hunky Alpha males and the ladies they love to play with. Her spirit animal is a bear and she watches way too many puppy videos on Instagram. Her husband is just the best. She loves him lots and is very lucky he puts up with her.



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Monday, February 26, 2018

Blurb Blitz w/Giveaway: Reading His Submissive by Brandi Evans



Reading His Submissive
by Brandi Evans
GENRE:   Erotic romance, BDSM romance


Brandi Evans will be awarding a $25 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.  Please visit GoddessFish.com to follow the tour, remember the more you comment better your chances on winning.






BLURB:

Raven:

I’ve spent my life depending on one person: myself. I’ve learned the hard way other people will only let me down. I’ve worked for everything I have, but thanks to my drug-addicted mother, I’m about to lose the one thing I’ve craved for years. Needing to make some extra cash, I ask my boss at Restrained Fantasies, a Dallas BDSM club, for some extra shifts. Much to my chagrin, Master Carter Burkes is with him, and Carter leaps to my rescue, bound and determined to save me—only I’m not the kind of girl who needs to be saved.

Carter:

I can’t sit by while Raven, a recurring figure in my fantasies, is in trouble. My job as a detective keeps me busy, but I’m not looking for a relationship, just a sub to assist with a class I’m teaching: Reading Your Submissive. Raven always claimed she wasn’t a member of the lifestyle, so imagine my surprise when I discover a budding submissive inside her. She gets under my skin in ways I can’t fight, but emotions are dangerous. I learned that the hard way.  Is getting close to Raven a mistake? Will I destroy her life like I destroyed the life of the only woman I’ve ever loved?

This is book two in the Restrained Fantasies series but can be read as a standalone.

Publisher’s Note: This romance is intended for adults only. It contains elements of danger, suspense, mystery, BDSM, sensual scenes, romance and adult language. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

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Excerpt:

Raven punched the elevator button and waited for the doors to open. Damn her fucking mother. Damn her, damn her, damn her. Ten thousand dollars. How the hell was Raven supposed to come up with that kind of money by the end of the month?

Who fucking screwed over their own child this way?

She fisted her hands at her side and fought the urge to punch more than the elevator button. Taking out another loan or getting new credit cards with credit limits large enough to help was out of the question. She was over-extended as it was; served her right for trying to help the bitch in the first place. After helping her mom out with attorney fees and bail after her last arrest, Raven had been left holding the bag. She still couldn’t believe her mom had skipped on bail. Again. And crazier still, Raven didn’t know why she’d bothered helping in the first place. That had been her first—twentieth?—mistake.

Meth was slowly destroying Raven’s life, and she’d never touched the stuff.

The elevator doors slid open, and Viv Michaels strutted through. Viv was the boss’ sub and the love of his life. She was a sweet, vivacious woman Raven had come to like a lot.

Viv was dressed in her usual club fare. Black fuck-me boots, red miniskirt, and a matching leather corset which barely contained her ample breasts. She was the boss’ perfect match in every way—and it made Raven a whole lot envious. She’d never trusted anyone enough to let them in, let alone have what Viv and the boss had.

Viv’s lips curved into a friendly smile. “Hey, Raven. How’re you?”

Raven forced herself to return the other woman’s smile. “I’m good.”

Viv’s gaze sharpened. “You sure? You look… upset.”

“Just having a bit of a tough time today, but everything will work itself out. It always does.” More likely it won’t. It never did.

Over the years, she’d gotten damn good at lying about her emotions or redirecting the conversation, so with luck, Viv would take the near-lie at face value and move on. Because this problem wouldn’t work itself out. She might as well face reality and get used to it.

She’d be homeless by the end of the month. Viv placed her hand on Raven’s arm and gave it a reassuring squeeze. 


“Okay. Just know I’m here if you need to talk.”

The offer warmed Raven. Part of her acknowledged the impulse to accept Viv’s offer, hug her close, and let the tears come. The other part, however, the stronger part, reminded her trusting another person only ended in disaster. She’d had enough tragedies in her life already. The only person she could depend on was herself.

“I’ll keep your offer in mind,” Raven lied.

“Good.” Viv flashed another smile and then headed toward the boss’ office. She seemed so sweet and sincere. Maybe, if Raven was very lucky, she could trust Viv.

Yeah, and maybe someday, Raven would have more than two fond memories of her mother.

Raven stepped onto the elevator and pressed the button for the ground floor. She still needed to go home before her regular shift. She’d come straight from the bank, and she wasn’t exactly dressed for—

“Hey, Raven, wait up!” Someone forced their arm through the sliding doors and kept them from closing. When they opened again, she found herself staring at the handsome face of Carter Burkes. And her libido jumped to immediate attention; it usually did when he was around.

The sexy cop might be close to ten years her senior, but he wore his age like a badge of honor. Defined biceps and triceps bulged from the sleeves of his black T-shirt. The cotton stretched over his trim torso in all the right places, and his leather pants did little to cover the contour of muscular legs she’d admired more than once in the club.

A few strands of gray decorated the hair at his temples; otherwise, the perfectly messy brown locks appeared thick and lush. More than once, she’d had to squash the temptation to bury her fingers into the strands just to see if they were as soft as she’d imagined.

A day’s worth of growth covered his cheeks and square jawline. And damn those dimples. Why’d they have to amp his fuckability to stupid levels? Didn’t she have enough shit to worry about?






AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Brandi Evans was raised by a caravan of traveling Gypsies. She spent her days learning the ways of her people and her nights lost in legends as old as time. Okay, not really, but that's way more interesting than the truth!

In reality, Brandi grew up the oldest child of an ordinary family. Grade school, middle school, high school. Nothing extraordinary happened until she left the nest. She joined the military, went to college, got married, and became a mom. And somewhere along the way, she discovered she liked to read—and write!—stories hot enough to melt eReaders.

Pinterest: Want to visit the author’s Reading His Submissive Pinterest board? See the images that inspired the book. https://www.pinterest.com/brandievans1/reading-his-sub-behind-the-pages/



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Saturday, February 10, 2018

Two Crazy Ladies Love Romance #BookReview: Away From Me by Sophie Oak




Away From Me
by Sophie Oak



Shattered by the loss of his wife, Callum Reed is a man surrounded by rules designed to protect him. He has found the perfect submissive in Gaby Sullivan, until she breaks his cardinal rule.

After three years of perfect obedience, Gaby declares she wants love. Love isn’t in their contract, so Cal lets her go. But Gaby has a secret reason for leaving. When Cal discovers the truth, nothing will stop him from following her. On a secluded island paradise, Callum will do anything to prove he’s the perfect Master for his defiant, loving sub.

[Siren Classic: Erotic BDSM Romance]





Review:
5 stars

Callum Reed lost his wife and it shattered his world, so from that day on he surrounded himself by rules that were made to protect him. All was going quite well until he met Gaby Sullivan, and she broke the cardinal rule.

Gaby tells him she wants love, marriage and kids, but none of those things are in the contract , so Cal lets her go, but Gaby has her own reason for leaving, she has a secret she has not shared with Cal. When Cal discovers the truth he follows her and nothing will stop him. 

I received a free copy for my honest review!

Review by Jara


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Thursday, February 1, 2018

Blurb Blitz w/Giveaway: One Night in Havana by Kathleen Rowland


One Night in Havana
by Kathleen Rowland
GENRE: erotic romance, suspense

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 Kathleen Rowland will be awarding a $30 Amazon or
Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner 
via rafflecopter during the tour. 
Please visit GoddessFish.com to follow the tour,
remember the more you comment better your chances on winning.

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BLURB:


A desperate competition and sizzling attraction leads to dangerous desire. New York Marine biologist Veronica “Roni” Keane is attending the Havana Bay Conference in Cuba. Tomorrow only one grant will be awarded which will provide the winner with professional recognition, resources for a project, and living expenses for two years. She hopes to continue her deceased father’s work, but smooth operator, Carlos Montoya, has won many grants in the past. Carlos, a freelancer for the Havana Port Authority, works to help protect Havana’s reputation as a bastion of safety. As international travelers flock to the island, attracted by its 1950’s time-warp and colonial architecture, the drug business is running rampant, particularly on Roni’s cruise ship. Something’s not right, and when her scuba tanks are tampered with, Carlos brings in the military police to investigate. For her safety, he keeps her close, but he craves her body. Their attraction leads to a fun night with a bit of kink. But Roni finds herself in more trouble than she bargained for when the criminals blame her for alerting the military police and come looking for her. Can Roni trust Carlos to protect her? Will she stay in Havana if Carlos wins the coveted grant, or kiss her lover goodbye?

 On sale for $0.99
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Excerpt:


Veronica was a looker without the jaded appearance of the many women he'd seen wandering from her cruise ship. Most of the time she dressed in business attire, but her curves smoldered underneath. Her high heels fit with Cuban fashion. The moonlight highlighted her shoulder-length blonde hair. While scuba diving, he'd forced himself to look away from her long, bare legs for fear he'd run his hands up them and tuck his fingers beneath her thighs. At the restaurant, he’d enjoyed a little banter, but tonight he'd gotten another glimpse of her toned body as she crept across the deck. The short dress plastered against her and she hitched it up to move around. The light sway of her hips brought him to his knees. He shuffled around the cabin, his dick pressing against his zipper. Cruise vessels were being monitored by Border Protection, and he'd make sure no harm came to her. He glanced across the water and reminded himself to be useful.


It'd been the same since he and his buddy, Alberto, from the military police put two and two together. They'd sat on a rooftop deck of a bar overlooking the harbor, watching local criminals getting on and off her ship, the Ecstasy.


"That operation needs extra eyes," Alberto had said with a swig of beer.


"What's going on?"


Alberto had glared at him. "Crims are dealing from the cruise ships. Your boat has—"


"A perfect location?" The next day, with military cameras and other equipment installed, Carlos started his surveillance job. Same drugs, different participants and ways of operation. Stuck on his cabin cruiser with no company was tough on the libido. Before leaving in the early hours of the morning, he connected his recording device to a landline provided by the port authority. At his house, he filed reports, uploaded photographs to support his narrative, showered, and then changed into his usual garb.



Most days he taught students studying abroad in English at the University of Havana. Cuban students interacted with American, South American, and European exchange students. Socializing made them seek a better life. New hopes and dreams threatened to divide their insular Cuban community. Now, during winter break, he attended the Oceanography Conference.


Every session had been a snore until he'd learned Veronica was pitted against him for the same grant. Stiff competition brightened the experience. The daughter of the late Cephalopodiatrist, Ronald Keane, didn't churn out an article a month for ten plus years without honing in on the power of eight. Octopuses changed shape and color at will, squirted ink, vanished through tiny cracks, and even tasted with their suckers. The predators reminded him of himself, but everything about Veronica put her in the guileless category.


Did she not know he'd invited her to scuba dive with a handful of judges to even out the playing field? He'd won a handful of grants. Networking was about making connections and building mutually beneficial relationships. Instead of joining the crew afterward for drinks, she'd assisted his eighty-year-old abuela off the boat and down The Malecón seawall. That day a cold front blew in, and massive waves crashed against her chances to expand her sphere of influence. Too bad Bela had lit on her like a sticky butterfly. His heart skipped with Veronica in the midst of a beat.


He was aware of the routine when anyone researched and wrote scholarly articles. She had to plan. Make predictions. Envision. Check data, and then double-check. On paper everything was perfect. But in reality, when competing for a grant, something went wrong. She didn’t sell herself. Perhaps he'd frostily point that out, later, somehow, and help her future efforts.


Movement on the deck outside his cabin brought him back to the present. Veronica stood and turned toward the dock, and he followed her silently to the front of the boat.


A guard in a light blue uniform stormed down the dock. Will she jump toward him?

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:


Book Buyers Best finalist Kathleen Rowland is devoted to giving her readers fast-paced, high-stakes suspense with an erotic love story sure to melt their hearts. Her latest release is One Night in Havana, #34 in the City Nights series.


Kathleen also has a steamy romantic suspense series with Tirgearr Publishing, Deadly Alliance is followed by Unholy Alliance. Keep an icy drink handy while reading these sizzling stories.


Kathleen used to write computer programs but now writes novels. She grew up in Iowa where she caught lightning bugs, ran barefoot, and raced her sailboat on Lake Okoboji. Now she wears flip-flops and sails with her husband, Gerry, on Newport Harbor but wishes there were lightning bugs in California.


Kathleen exists happily with her witty CPA husband, Gerry, in their 70’s poolside retreat in Southern California where she adores time spent with visiting grandchildren, dogs, one bunny, and noisy neighbors. While proud of their five children who’ve flown the coop, she appreciates the luxury of time to write. If you’d enjoy news, sign up for Kathleen’s newsletter at http://www.kathleenrowland.com/

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