Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Tartan Deadlines by Jamie Salisbury Blog Tour!!!

Title: Tartan Deadlines
Author: Jamie Salisbury
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: April 2014
Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print

Rae Spencer has found out all it takes is a nasty, good old fashioned divorce for family secrets and deception to come bubbling to the surface.

For Rory MacGregor, his life is an open book. He's never had time for a serious relationship. His multi-media corporation is his mistress.

Imagine his surprise when he finds himself falling for his recent hire from America . . . his mature, attractive magazine editor, Rae Spencer. Picture her confusion as she finds herself deeply attracted to her handsome, take-charge Scottish boss.

Sometimes, no matter how hard you try, you can't fight love.

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 In the three short years since Jamie Salisbury began publishing her Romance stories, she has seen her books soar to #1 on Amazon. Her novella Tudor Rubato was a finalist in the 2012 RONE (Reward of Novel Excellence) award, and the cover won for Best Contemporary Cover. Now in 2014, her novel Life and Lies has been nominated for a RONE in the Erotica category. She has expanded her audience to include several now published by Secret Cravings Publishing.

Her previous career in public relations has afforded her with a treasure trove of endless story ideas.

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Rae looked up from the computer screen to see a man of about forty standing in the doorway. His height was slightly below the doorframe. He was tall. Wearing blue jeans and an Irish fisherman's sweater with a pale blue shirt underneath, his dark brown hair contrasted off the sweater. Sable brown eyes observed her. His smile only increased his handsome good looks.

"You look good sitting there." He boomed in a loud Scottish brogue. "I'm Rory MacGregor and welcome to MacGregor Communications Mrs. Spencer."

Rae started to get up out of her chair, but her legs felt like jelly. She finally got hold of herself, stood and met him halfway.

"It's so good to finally meet you, Mr. MacGregor."

He extended his hand and took Rae's in a firm grip.

"And it's good to meet you as well. Please call me Rory. I don't believe in old fashioned formalities in the office."

"Well then Rory, please…call me Rae."

He sauntered into the office and sat down in one of the two leather and chrome chairs strategically placed in front of the glass and chrome desk.

"Very well how about if I introduce you properly to the staff? I can give you a run down on what everyone does. I know it'll boggle your mind for a week or two but you'll learn quickly."

"That sounds good." she replied, trying not to look at him too directly. 

Damn Shawn! He hadn't told her Rory MacGregor was not only a younger man he had failed to let her know how handsome a man he was. Not that she was interested. A relationship with a man was the furthest thing from Rae's mind since all the nastiness with Duncan, the divorce…his girlfriend.


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Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Unforgiven by Cat Miller BLITZ!!

Title: Unforgiven
Author: Cat Miller
Series: The Forbidden Bond Series (Book 2)
Genre: Paranormal Romance/Vampires
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Release Date: May 27 2014
Edition/Formats It Will Be Available In: Audio Book, eBook, Print

 Things are about to heat up…

Brandi Vaughn wishes she could stand out. She’d do anything to get out from behind the shadow of her socialite family—which now includes Dani, her half-sister, recently discovered to be the most powerful vampire known to their kind.
But Brandi is more extraordinary than anyone realizes. The fiery young vamp has a secret elemental power—an inner flame that she must keep under control so as not to reveal herself to the dangerous rogue vampire targeting exceptional talents like hers. But when two desperate followers of the Rogue attempt to kidnap Dani during her wedding ceremony, Brandi lets loose with a pyrotechnic display that doesn’t go unnoticed…
As the vampire nation comes face-to-face with the threat of the Shade army, Brandi is caught in an emotional tug of war between the light and the dark. Torn between the affections of lovers from both factions, she will need to choose who to trust with her heart: a warrior or a rogue.

I was born and raised in Baltimore, Maryland and now I live not far from my birth place in Perry Hall, Maryland. I have two teenage daughters and a man that keep me busy when I'm not working full-time as a Certified Medical Coder. I'm an avid reader and I love all genre of romantic fiction from historical to contemporary to paranormal. Sleeping has always been a problem for me so most nights I can be found in the living room reading or writing instead of in bed like the rest of the world. I don't watch television. It's not a conscious decision, it just never occurs to me to turn it on when I have books to read and writing to do. It can actually be a hazard, because I never know what the weather will be until I look outside and I have to rely on my kids and coworkers for local and world news. I love creating the characters you love and love to hate. My characters remind me of people I know and people I wish I had never known.

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Friday, May 23, 2014

Chosen for Blood by Tamela Maloney Blog Tour!!!

Title: Chosen for Blood
Author: Tamela Maloney
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: Dec 20 2013
            Being a beautiful competitive standout in a male dominant territory would be any feminists dream until it gets you noticed by the wrong man. Robyn Woods survives hair raising predicaments when she turns away from a handsome alpha that has chosen her. She discovers how complicated life can get when the werewolf and her would be mother-in-law take a bite out of all her plans.

      Twenty-two year old college star athlete, Robyn Woods, is approached at the campus gym late one night by an obvious admirer but she can’t help but notice he’s not looking at the usual curves most men pay attention to. His eyes are scrolling over her biceps, six pack abs and even the muscles on her legs seem to please him. As if this moment couldn’t get any more awkward than it already has, he then asks her if she is an alpha, beta or omega. “Whatever happened to guys asking you for your number?”

    She doesn’t have much time to process the question as she senses the energy in the air beginning to stir. She feels the hair on the back of her neck flare up and she pans around the room. The intentions of her new admirer no longer concern her due to her father’s unexpected visit. The uncomfortable feeling of being on edge is replaced by a very bad feeling in her bones, “What’s happened?” she wonders.

    After getting the mother of all bombs dropped on her, she throws herself into her workouts as a way to deal with her mother’s death and the fact that her father and sister have already moved to a new town without her. A monthly membership to a gym is much cheaper than therapy these days.  

    As the semester comes to an end and the summer begins, she joins them. Robyn realizes that in the two months’ time they’ve lived there, her father not only knows everyone but everyone seems to know him, too well, and the weirdness begins.

    His reason for moving them there was for safety concerns, after all her mother’s murderer was never caught. But as Robyn gets to know the area and the people in it she learns her father has moved them to a town where girls are disappearing left and right.

    Robyn has always thought her father’s life was routine, boring and mediocre but now she knows not everything is how it seems. And what’s up with her senses? Not only are they on high alert 24/7 but they are empowering her in ways that even she knows is not normal. 

    The aggressiveness in Robyn finds a competitor to square off with. Her sister’s new boyfriend is not only good looking but he is well preserved with a set of fangs! Robyn feels sucker punched when she finds out that not only does her sister know her boyfriend shouldn’t exist but she’s digging it too!
Aggravated with the secrets that have been kept from her, Robyn is ready to pull up stakes and head back to her hometown for good but another pair of fangs takes a bite out of her plans.
 A very powerful alpha werewolf who has put off choosing a mate up until now has taken an interest in her. Robyn’s mentality is put to the real test when she helps unravel the mystery of the girls’ disappearing and comes to the realization that she is no match for the werewolf or her soon to be mother-in-law.
 Encouraged by his mother, the alpha male has forced Robyn to be a part of his life, pack life.  When her father finds out she has been bitten by him he does the only thing he can think of to save her and that’s to challenge the alpha for the rights to his own daughter. Eric Elder, a vampire whose power is equal to that in status of the werewolf that has bitten Robyn, shocks everyone with his sudden interest in helping his loyal guardian’s daughter. Robyn questions Eric’s intentions and denies him the trust that is needed to see his plan through. Her father’s brave attempt and Eric’s generosity changes the fate of all their lives and leaves everyone including the vampires and werewolves of the community wondering one thing, “Will she or will she not turn?”

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Tamela Maloney wasn’t what you would call an army brat growing up but she sure moved around a lot like one.  Although she made friends wherever her family lived she would still get bored.  To keep herself company until the next move she would daydream about imaginary playmates in other worlds filled with plenty of monsters.  Today she’s forty-something and has plenty of friends, “all real!” she’s happy to report.  However, she daydreams more now than ever before.  “There are some people who live in a dream world and there are some who face reality.  I decided to turn one into the other and they mesh well for me!”  She didn’t always have time for writing, she use to sit down at a desk in a small office for a while until she had an epiphany.  At the end of the day she didn’t feel good enough about herself.  “Anybody could do what I did, it wasn’t enough for me.”  So with wanting to make a difference, she found a job that allowed her to do just that.  She now works with children with special needs.  Although it’s not as financially rewarding as her desk job was it is emotionally rewarding.  “It feels good to know that I help make a child’s day easier and more enjoyable.”  So along with being a hobby writer and a Good Samaritan she is also a wife and a mother of two or four if you count the dogs.  She has a long list of loves and likes, but an even longer list of hates.  She admits she’s a creature of habit and doesn’t like her routine fudged with.  Here’s a few that round off the top of all three.  For one, she’s an internet nut but yet electronically challenged.  She hates technology; it’s a flaw of hers that drives her husband batty.  Second, she likes popcorn and peanut butter—not together though.  Last but not least, she loves life, her family, things that make her go “hmm..,” lemon in her water and dachshunds.  “My wiener, Moose, is a werewolf at heart.  He’s my biggest supporter.  My other wiener Libby doesn’t get it.  She doesn’t understand why Moose wants to sit next to me while I bang away on the square black thing with the long cord she can’t chew on.”  You can find her book, Chosen for Blood, on Amazon.  Book two, not yet titled, is in the works.     

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  “Your father has kept you girls away from pack life. You’ve only been here a couple of days but Raylyn has been here several months now.” She said it with a serious tone and look to her and I knew I wasn’t going to like the last part at all.

           “They’ve seen Raylyn and want her,” she confessed.


           “Your father is a very strong alpha and if they are choosing their mates based on pack ranking and bloodlines then of course they will want her and you, once they learn of your existence,” she said. She had a look to her and I watched her glance down both tunnels as she walked over to them. She stood in front of them blocking me. The worried expression on her face turned into a serious one.

          “What is it?” I asked peeking around her to see.
          “I’m worried which tunnel you will choose,” she said. I could tell she was very concerned.

          “Why, what’s down there?” I knew this was the actual part I wasn’t going to like.

          “If Raylyn was taken and thrown into a pit to fight what would happen to her?” she asked me.

            “You sound like dad, don’t say that. I don’t want to think about it,” I said with tears wanting to form in my eyes now. Raylyn being attacked and bitten was unconceivable.

            “Libby said they wanted her.”

            “Then we will have to protect her.” To me it was the only solution to this problem. Someone would have to stay with Raylyn 24/7. “I’ll stay with her.”

            “You can’t always fight her battles Robyn. If you try then the same thing that happened to your mother will happen to her,” she said and for a second I thought I heard a high pitch scream that only lasted a second. I looked down the tunnel it came from and that made me wonder why Linda was worried about what tunnel I would chose.

          “What’s at the end of this tunnel?” I asked pointing down it. 

          “A much needed reality check,” she said and then stood in my way blocking my view of it.

 “At the end of this tunnel is an arena that has been used for many things and training our wolves to fight is one good purpose it’s served.”

          “Alright, who was screaming just now?” I asked.

         “It’s not just the werewolves she’ll have to be prepared to fight. There are vampires and humans helping these wolves,” she said trying to keep my attention on her.  

          “Linda, where’s Raylyn?” I was getting firm with her.

          “She’s learning how to survive.” 

Friday, May 9, 2014

Dimitri's Forbidden Submissive by Ann Mayburn Tour!!! Hot Excerpt!!

Dimitri's Forbidden Submissive
by Ann Mayburn

As the daughter of an outlaw biker, Rya DeLuca is used to living a wild life, but nothing could prepare her for the danger of falling in love with Dimitri Novikov. To Rya he's a warm, loving, sexy as hell Dom who gives her exactly the kind of bondage and discipline she craves in the bedroom, but to the rest of the world Dimitri is a feared man, a cold blooded, heartless killer who is at the top of the Russian Mafia food chain.

While her hard and Dominant Master is her perfect match in every way that matters, their love can never last longer than a few days at most. Every moment Rya spends with Dimitri puts her life in jeopardy from rival gangs and Dimitri’s own family.

Dimitri will have to decide if he loves Rya enough to walk away from her in order to save her life, or if their love is worth starting a war that could change the world of the Russian Mafia forever.

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Dimitri wanted to roar with triumph as the astonishing woman beneath him handed him her heart, but he only allowed himself a small smile. “Good girl.”

He stared down at her, bemused by the way she kept surprising him. Little Rya was a complex woman and he found himself constantly fascinated by a new side of her. It was as if most women were a clear crystal ball, pretty but transparent. Rya was a diamond cut into a million facets, each brilliant and beautiful, but hidden until carefully observed from just the right angle.

Right now, he was looking at a very vulnerable woman, one who had to know he could dominate her. He could already see her need to try to retake control creeping in. It was in the way she tensed slightly beneath him, as if testing his hold on her, the manner in which her gaze darted about his face, studying him. The man lucky enough to become Rya’s Master would never be bored.

Pain lanced through his heart at the knowledge that it wouldn’t be him, but he pushed it away. He forced away thoughts of the future, focusing on the present and this woman. Once again, the image of a wild rabbit came to mind, a creature that could be so soft and cuddly, yet boldly outrun even the fiercest of predators because they were smart. How ironic that he, a wolf, wanted to protect the little rabbit from the other predators, to keep her safe and his alone.

Before his thoughts could turn to more out of character and forbidden emotions, he pushed off of her. “Give me your left arm and your left leg.”

She automatically obeyed and the motion revealed her pussy to him. Such a beautiful cunt, flushed a dusky pink, the full lips of her sex shiny with her arousal. Kissing her pussy was the softest sensation he’d ever had against his mouth. He couldn’t wait to split her plump labia with his cock. All in good time. First, he needed to get her in the right headspace.

He picked up the big black leather gauntlet and first pulled her calf through, then her forearm so it was on the outside of her calf. This made her pull her leg back towards her chest as she lay on her back, opening her pussy to him. “Is okay?”

Looking a little bit apprehensive, she nodded. “Yes, Master.”

“Good. Do you need a cookie?”

She giggled and some of the tension in her limbs eased. “No, Master. No cookie needed here. I trust you.” 

He began to tighten the laces and watched her carefully as he restricted her movements, searching for any sign of panic. While he knew not being able to breathe was a trigger for her, he wanted to make sure it wouldn’t remind her of drowning if she felt restrained. The memory of her almost dying made him pause to steal a quick kiss before he finished cinching up her leg and arm. After repeating the actions with her right arm and leg, he stood back and admired her. Her legs were up and spread wide, her arms pushed upwards and held next to her calves, which opened her pussy and mounded her breasts for his pleasure.

Beautiful. All pale gold skin and dark hair, and the apricot pink of her mouth and nipples made his mouth water. She had a delicious, rich taste to her arousal, an earthy flavor that he wanted more of. It was as if the essence of sex had been distilled into her honey, a unique blend just for him. Unable to resist, he stroked the plump mound of her cunt, loving the exquisite softness. She let out a low, shuddering moan, jerking at her restraints without even being aware of it. 

“Rya, look at me.”

She lifted her head and her breath left her in an audible rush as he began to unbutton his shirt. He kept his body in good shape, strong enough to kill any who threatened him, hard enough to break the fist of those who dared strike out at him. Women liked his body, he’d been told this on numerous occasions, but as he slowly pulled his shirt off he watched her carefully for her reaction to his tattoos. 

She pulled at her restraints and breathed out, “Holy shit,” as her gaze roamed his torso.

He watched as her eyes traced over the Cyrillic writing over his heart with the two entwined roses beneath and the eight pointed stars on either shoulder. Then she looked lower and licked her lips, her expression one of hunger and lust. When her gaze returned to his face she gave him a truly wicked smile and said, “Master, you are the hottest piece of ass I’ve ever seen.”

He shook his head, trying to hide his pleasure that she wasn’t repulsed by his tattoos even though she probably had no idea what they meant, he flipped open the button of his tuxedo pants and drew them down his legs after kicking off his shoes. When he stood he watched her face as he pulled his boxer briefs down, his erection sticking out hard and throbbing from his body. She made a little whimpering moan and whispered, “Please.”

“Please what, zaika moya?” He fisted himself, loving the raw hunger on her face, the way her sweet pussy clenched as if imagining him inside of her.

She licked her lips, her gaze totally focused on his cock while her hands opened and closed as if she were trying to grab something. “Please, take me. Fuck me, Master.”

“Such a greedy little girl,” he chided softly and pulled a blindfold out of the bag. 

He lay down on the bed next to her and gently lifted her head, placing the blindfold on her and pressing down to make sure the foam rings on the inside of the mask blocked her eyesight completely. Once he was sure she couldn’t see him he leaned back and began to explore her body at his leisure, indulging himself in the utter softness of her form. When he gave her belly a squeeze, enjoying the give of her plump flesh, she giggled and squirmed.

“Ticklish, yes?”

She pressed her lips together to try and stop her giggles, but when he tickled along her ribs her laughter filled the room. He loved her joy, loved how it seemed to make the world feel like a better place, how it filled him and seemed to lift the gloom that constantly shrouded his heart. She was light, pure and very warm. After a bit he stopped his assault and she tried to roll on her side, little chuckles still escaping her.
“Oh no, you don’t get away that easy.” 

He rolled her back and moved her around so he could press her legs wide, then lap at her cunt. Her cries of passion fed his ego, and he gently sucked her small clit between his lips. The harsh grunt she gave made him suspect that she was close to orgasm. He looked up, enjoying the way she abandoned herself to the pleasure. He licked around her clit, trying to find where she liked to be stroked, how she liked her pussy to be eaten. Without a doubt one of his favorite things to do was give a woman oral pleasure. Not only because he enjoyed the taste of pussy, especially Rya’s pussy, but because he loved the look of complete pleasure on a woman’s face when she discovered that he was very, very good at it.

Rya’s arousal was so abundant she’d actually made a wet spot on the bed beneath her bottom. He used one finger to rub that silken fluid into the tight bud of her anus, enjoying her little yelp, then low groan as he worked his finger in while giving her clit feather light licks. She arched her neck and whispered his name before he sucked on her sensitive nub, keeping his touch light.

She gave a soft, shuddering sigh. “Harder, please, make me come.”   

Nyet, you will come when my cock is inside of you.”

“Shit,” she whispered, then stiffened. 

Grinning, he sat up, then rolled her over so she was resting on her upper chest with her ass thrust up into the air. In this position the thick lips of her sex spread enough for him to see the juicy wetness within and his cock hurt with the need to fuck her. But he wanted to give her a little spice first, to start to learn her body and what made her crazy with desire. 

With her round ass in the air he couldn’t help the need to turn that olive skin pink. At the first spank she moaned, deep in her throat, and she tried to raise her bottom higher. Hmmm, his little Rya liked that. Giving her left buttock a harder smack he watched how her toes curled, the way she sucked in a harsh breath. A smack to her right cheek this time, his arousal surging at the way the flesh jiggled from his spank. He loved curvy women and his dorogaya was absolute perfection, the ultimate in feminine beauty.
Steadily increasing the strength of his smacks he was surprised at how hard he was able to spank her before she finally cried out in pain. Giving her one more spank, he then gently grasped her bottom and licked the red skin, enjoying the heat of her abused cheek beneath his lips, knowing that the scratch of his beard on her burning skin stung. While he wasn’t cruel, he did have a bit of a sadist in him and enjoyed giving submissives who enjoyed the spice of pain what they wanted. 

The abundant arousal from her pussy slicked her inner thighs, begging for his tongue to clean her. Her little whimpering sounds made his balls draw up tight. He was close to losing control and fucking her like he was dying to. He wanted to envelop himself in her, to lose his mind while he sank into her wet heat. Fucking women was one of the few things that took the numbness away and made him feel alive.
Moving back a little, he began to spread her arousal around her anus with one finger while digging through his bag with his other hand. After he found the anal beads he wanted, he cupped them in his hand and pressed the sterling silver balls against the wet slit of her pussy, lubricating the metal. Rya’s breath hitched and even though she couldn’t see, she looked over her shoulder at him.

“Master, what is that?”

“It is nothing but pleasure.”

Her pretty lips curved into a smile and she rested her head on the bed again, arching further into his touch. The trust she had in him was evident in her every move and when he replaced his finger with the first ball, pressing it against the entrance to her bottom, she tensed. 

“Easy, zaika moya. Relax for me. Give me what I want.”

She blew out a slow breath and nodded, her bottom opening enough to allow the first small ball in. Wiggling her hips, he watched as she grew accustomed to the intrusion, then began to press the next ball in. This one was slightly bigger than the first, still petite but with a little bit more substance. By the time all four balls were in, a fine sheen of sweat on her skin made her body glow in the low light. He smiled at the sight of the purple latex rope hanging from her bottom. Maybe he would find her an anal plug that looked like a rabbit tail.

He grabbed a condom from his bag and quickly slid it on, surprised to see how his hands were shaking with need. Taking in a deep breath, he fisted himself and rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy, groaning at the sensation of her soft flesh giving way to his hard need. He was right, the feeling of those thick cunt lips on his cock was one of the best things he’d ever experienced. By now she was pleading with him in broken sentences to fuck her, to take her, to use her body. 

He lined himself up with her entrance and began to push in, the tight muscles of her small sex reluctantly giving way. While he knew in theory she was little, it was an entirely different thing to feel just how snug a fit his cock was as he pushed into her. Rya let out a breathy whimper and he stroked his hand down her back and over her red bottom to soothe her as he pressed deeper. It seemed like every new inch that he fed into her set off a series of convulsions inside of her until he had to bite the inside of his cheek.
There was no fucking way he was coming when he hadn’t even fully entered her yet.

When he reached her cervix he still had another inch of cock to give her, but he hesitated. Some women did not like the feeling of an erection pressing against their cervix, but he wanted to be all the way inside her, to have every centimeter of his dick inside of her that he could. Reaching around her hip, he began to circle her clit with his thumb then thrust into her. He made a strangled groan at the way her sex clamped around him. 

Rya bucked against him, a small smile curving her lips before she whispered, “Fantastic.”

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