Tuesday, September 22, 2015


Today, I'm helping a friend, Tina Donahue out with a new release. She's part of a boxed set--Falling in Love. Check the contest at the end of the post and click to enter!

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Recapture the moment . . . Falling in Love 

Eight sensual, heartwarming contemporary romances featuring NY Times and USA Today bestselling authors. 

WALK LIKE A MAN, a heartwarming novel by award-winning author Suz deMello 
A heroine to root for, a wounded hero who’s pure fantasy, two lovable characters who can’t help falling in love . . . 

MAKE ME BREATHLESS, a steamy novella by bestselling author Tina Donahue 
Two rugged cowboys know what they want: the biker chick who just became their neighbor. Falling in love can sometimes happen for three, not just two . . . 

COMMITMENT, a sexy romantic novella by award-winning author Ann Jacobs 
For these long-time lovers, falling in love means learning that commitment doesn’t have to mean losing the magic they’ve shared . . . 

LOVE ME NOW, a sexy novella by USA Today bestselling author Ari Thatcher 
Long ago, he inadvertently overlooked her, but he can’t get enough of her laughter now. He’ll give anything now for a chance to earn her love . . . 

A KILLING TIDE, NY Times bestselling novel by PJ Alderman 
He’s investigating a killing, and her brother is his prime suspect. Not the best timing for romance, but neither he nor she can resist falling in love, no matter what . . . 

WORTH THE WAIT, a sexy novella by bestselling author Lynn LaFleur 
Falling in love can happen at first sight. He does, and he’s determined to persuade the woman who’s given up on the emotion that Happily Ever After is not a myth, but a certainty . . . 

IMPULSIVE PLEASURES, an erotic novella by award-winning author KyAnn Waters 
Neither the difference in their ages nor the inconvenient circumstances that bring them together can make them resist each other. Falling in love happens when it’s least expected . . . 

GEEK MEETS GIRL, a novella set in the world of sci-fi reenactments, by Kathryn Lively 
A Time Lord, a Trekker, and a ghostbuster walk into a science fiction convention. One finds love, one finds trouble, one finds both . . . 

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Until next time my pets...be safe and play nice... 

Monday, September 21, 2015


Today is release day for Red Waves by Shannon O'Connor.


Audrey Brown is an intelligent Registered Nurse living in Surf City, USA, who puts her career ahead of her love life. That is until pro-surfer, Chad Slater, gets wheeled into her emergency room and shakes down her formidable walls. But can her sex life go from zero to 69 with an ex-husband seeking revenge for her sending him to prison?

Chad has just the right mix of sexual charisma and determination to make all of Audrey’s dreams come true. This upbeat story includes humorous undertones with nail-biting suspense and enough sexual heat to make you stay up all night reading. Readers' romantic partners will find benefits, too!

“Baby, this is our night and you’re mine to heal. I’ll pick up the pieces of your shattered heart and put it back together. A piece of you I’ll keep for myself and replace it with a piece of me. I love you.” I kiss her quivering lips.


“Mmmm, your hands are like magic,” she mumbles.

“Don’t think. Just relax and feel.”

She moans.

I continue to massage, sliding the sheet down as I go. She took everything off. Shit. That’s why I feel every curve of her perfect body. There’s just this thin sheet between her and me. I continue, but every inch of her visible silky skin sends a rush of blood, and my penis twitches as if it has a mind of its own. Maybe this was a bad idea.

I keep my hands set on my original task. But it’s not long before they start to roam on their own, sliding down her back, as I brush them against the ripples of her ribs. She squirms slightly while my hands smooth along the sides of her milky white breasts. Shit. My dick is getting harder. I feel her breathing pick up and mine too. To know she’s enjoying my touch leaves me hard as a rock. I shift away from her back so she doesn’t feel my manhood dig into her and stand on the side of the bed, keeping one of my hands in contact with her back. With the other, I reach for a hot towel that hides in the bucket. Inside the towel are large smooth stones.

“Sweetness,” I say, keeping my voice low. “This is going to be pretty warm, but it won’t burn you.”

She nods like she understands. I set the large stone in between her shoulder blades. I place another one a few inches down, and space out three more until the last one is set between the dimples of her low back. Love those sexy dimples.

I apply more oil to my hands, and move to the bottom of the bed. I lift her right leg, gently bending it at the knee. Her foot rests against my chest. I rub around each suckable toe and knead into the arch. Following down her ankle and calf, she moans louder into her pillow the harder I press. She likes it hard. I repeat the same movements to her other leg.

I can’t reach her thighs easily. My hands pull apart her legs, so I can kneel in between on the mattress. Thank God she doesn’t have eyes in the back of her head; she doesn’t need to see the tent that used to be my shorts. I work on the neglected backs of her thighs, after oiling up my hands again. The sheet hitches up as I rub. The sight tortures me as my gaze is drawn to what lays under the lifted sheet. No panties. Her glorious naked ass calls out to me. It’s tight and firm. But there’s something else. Small marks, similar to faint pink stretch marks. Odd, but it doesn’t take away from her perfect curves.


Her voice snaps me back. “Yes.” I feel like she caught my hand in a cookie jar.

I can barely make out her words. “Do you like me?”

“I more than like you,” I stutter. “I think I’m falling in love with you.” Oh shit. Did that just come out of my mouth? Was my dick answering or my heart?

She speaks into her pillow, but it was too quiet. Not clear to me. I back off the bed and walk to the side again.

“What were you thinking about when you were about to zip down today?” I ask.

She turns her head to look at me, brushing some stray strands of hair from her face. “Well, the first couple of lines, I thought I was going to die,” she says, smiling up through those gorgeous, long lashes. “On the last two, I was thinking about us naked.”

“So, we were just naked?”

“No, we were doing stuff.” She brings her hands out and rests her chin on them on top the pillow.

“Exactly what kind of stuff?” I lean down. Now I’m intrigued.

“Well, now that I see this room…my dream or vision, whatever you want to call it, it’s changed.”

“Tell me.” If we talk about it she might open up.

“In my head, you’re fucking me hard. Ramming me against that wall.” She points to the headboard. “It dips like a smile, so my ass can rest there while you drive your huge cock,” she continues as she points to the bulge in my shorts, “into my tight, wet pussy.”

Holy fuck! I stagger back. Shit. There are two sides to this angel. She opened up all right. I’m dumbstruck. I feel on fire. On the edge of a cliff about to jump off into cool water to tame my hot, throbbing skin. “No…we can’t…you’re not ready. Plus, the first time I need to be gentle with you,” I find myself saying. Why am I arguing?

“Don’t you want me?” A flash of disappointment crosses her face.

“God, yes.” I adjust myself. My dick is trying to work its way free of my shorts.

She closes her eyes. “I should’ve never told you anything about my past,” she says and pushes her body up from the bed.

I shut my eyes, tight. If I look at her naked form my control will evaporate. I hear the cracks and light tumbles of the stones hit mattress.

My animal side is pacing in its cage.

“It’s my fault, Chad.”

She is inches from my chest. I can feel the warmth of her breath.

“Open your eyes,” she whispers, taking my shirt in both hands as she begins pushing it up my chest.

Both of my heads are screaming at me. I feel her nipples press against my shirt. My head says no. I can’t do this. I can’t open the cage. This angel will be devoured. I can’t be an ass like her ex-husband.

“Open your fucking eyes and look at me,” she demands.

I open them. She looks mad as hell. Her bare chest is heaving. Sweet smells of coconut and cherry invade my senses.

“It’s my fault,” she says. “I want you so bad. Make my dreams come true.” Tears are forming in the corners of her beautiful eyes. “Please. I want you to fuck me hard. I know it will only be once, but I’ll remember it for a lifetime.”
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Shannon has been in health care since she was a teenager. She has always had the desire to help people. Since she began reading, a few years ago, the ever growing popular genre of erotic romance, it has helped enhance that portion of her marriage. In turn, she wanted to write novels that may help others as well.

She lives in Huntington Beach, California with her husband, four sons, and an array of family pets. Her career as a nurse has attributed to the person she is today. She hopes to be an inspiration to others to never give up. There’s always time to accomplish whatever your heart desires.

You can “like” and contact her on Facebook at Author Shannon O’Connor.

Her website www.AuthorShannonOConnor.com and Twitter @thewavestrilogy

Books can also be purchased from her publisher’s website www.iheartbookpublishing.com
That was delicious! Good Luck Shannon!
Until next time my pets...be safe and play nice... 

Sunday, September 20, 2015

COVER REVEAL for Elise Harper Today

It is with pleasure that Elise Harper is my guest today. A Marriage of Inconvenience cover is debuting today. Sounds like a good read. What say you? Let's give her a warm welcome!


Izzy Thorton’s mother is dying.
Her best friend, Sebastian Leery, made Izzy’s mother’s dying wish come true.
Now Izzy and Sebastian are getting hitched in a quickie ceremony.

Among the myriad of problems for Izzy including her new husband’s little black book, his workaholic tendencies, and his hidden, although not so secret love of BDSM—she’s actually in love with him. Caught with the task of proving to him that his self-perceived sins hide a man only his secretly submissive best friend could accept, can she convince Bash before he pushes her away for good?

 Sebastian Leery’s mother was murdered in front of him.

To spare his best friend pain he’ll renounce his playboy ways.

Now he needs to be a man he never thought he was capable of becoming—for his wife.

But his difficulties have only begun when his demons rise to the surface and tap dance all over his new marriage—with the potential to scare away the most important woman in his life. When Izzy insists she’s in love with him, he yearns to rip off the mask of normalcy, and bare it all so she knows the monster behind the man. Torn between her vision of him and his reality, Sebastian must walk a thin line. Can he convince Izzy that she’s in love with a mirage, without destroying their relationship in the process?

Tied together for life, will they choose to tighten the ropes, or break their bonds for good?

First Excerpt:

 Whoa, easy there, buddy.Bash laughed. You cant kill me with a look, no matter how much you try.

She came close to clawing out his trachea.

Where in the hell are we going to find wedding dresses? Where are we going to find a ring? A tux? Someone to marry us? Huh, Einstein? Did you even think this through at all?she spat out pushing him backward as he stumbled into the wall with a laugh that only infuriated her even more. Its not even close to funny!

It really, really is, Izzy. Whyd you agree to marry me so soon, anyway? Kind of a strange agreement for someone whos now pissed about it, wouldnt you say?

Just shut up.Izobel thrust both hands through her hair and raked her nails down her scalp.

With a huge huff she moved to brush past him and head off to the parking lot before his hand shot out snatching around her wrist. Izobel made a small, strangled noise of surprise.

Come. Here.

Two seconds later, she was locked in his arms, surrounded by the inescapable warmth of his muscular, lean build. Her fingers tingled where they pressed into his well-built chest, while she was caught in the deep pools of his blueish-gray eyes. His smirk only intensified as shadows from the overhead lighting played down the to-die-for angles of his cheekbones. Her brain short-circuited as her pulse throbbed in her skull blocking out all other sounds or thoughts.


No, you shut up,Bash whispered and kneaded his fingers into her lower back until she had two jelly doughnuts below where her knees used to be. Her eyes must have been wide and epically confused, because he licked his lips with the hint of a smile. Were going to do this properly.

There was a twinge in his voice, a register shed never heard before that made the hairs on the back of her neck prickle, and a shudder rolled down her spine. Whatever was happening between them, she hadnt gotten the memo.


What did I say?The sudden authority to his tone brooked no argument, and Izobel attempted to pull backward only for him to yank her forward until the last inch between them was history. Dont argue with me.

Forced to confront the buildup of muscular man fantasy shed been missing out on for years, she was in no way disappointed by the solid warmth pressed up against her from knee to neck. But Sebastian didnt need to know that. Unfortunately, she was positive her face projected her feelings like the Hubbell telescope on steroids. One of his hands trailed up her back, fingers teasing her sensitive skin through her thin shirt, and she let out a small noise. When he cupped the back of her neck in a show of absolute dominance she stopped breathing.

Im going to kiss you. Youre going to kiss me back, do you understand?

This was it. It was happening. Izobel squeaked, and either Bash didnt notice or didnt care because his mouth crushed down on hers, and nothing else mattered.

His tongue swept over her lips demanding entry, and despite her verbal jabs she went pliant in his arms. Boneless beneath his greedy, take charge attitude, Izobel allowed him to ravage her mouth while dizzying desire pooled low in her belly. He was a man used to getting what he wantedand for a single second, Izzy really liked being what he wanted most of all. Beneath the crushing, delicious torment she became swept up in him. When his fingers tightened to bruising on the back of her neck she repaid him by biting his lower lip until she tasted pennies. But he merely growled, intensifying the kiss. She was drowning in him. Unsure what was real or fantasy as his free hand roamed over her ass and back to her waist as she curled her hands into his motorcycle jacket.

He took advantage of her mouth in every way imaginable until she could only hope to keep up, and the rest of her body screamed for release. She was at his mercy. Aware of every inch of him pressed tight, eager, and ready. Each of his movements was a claim, almost angry in his possession as he took her against him. But there was no part of her that she tried to hold back, to keep safe. Despite her minds knowledge that it was a bad idea, her body was all in, uncaring of what happened so long as they stayed locked together for one more second.

She didnt pull away. Not until she was resting back on her feet and Bashs hand eased around her hip as if to steady her, still so close she could sense his warm breath on the tip of her nose. The sharp sound of applause broke the moment into a million pieces. They both swiveled around toward the nurses station where the employees were clapping and wolf whistling behind the desk giving loud shouts of encouragement.

Theres no need to stop on our account. Thats the best thing weve seen all day.A passing nurse remarked, tucking back a lock of red hair with a waggle of her eyebrows.

Shit,Bash muttered rubbing the back of his neck.

Was he actually embarrassed? Izobel could count on one hand the number of times shed seen him embarrassedof course, right now she couldnt count at all until her head stopped spinning. When she licked her lips, she tasted him. Peppermint, vanilla, and somethingmasculine. Spicy, maybe? His fingers dug into her hip. But when she looked back into his face, she saw no consciousness of his action.

Well, at least we know we wont have one problem in our marriage,he exhaled and dropped his hand as if hed suddenly realized he was still touching her and shoved it in his pocket. I guess you should go back to your car, right? Ill be over soon. Quick.

Uh, sure.Izobel narrowed her eyes, still not processing much past the tingling of her lips and the streak of pinkish red lighting up Bash's high cheekbones. Are you?

Bash waved with one hand, turned on his heel, and all but ran in the opposite direction. His long legs made quick work of the never-ending hallway. Before she knew it, she was standing alone with her mouth opening and closing like a fish seeing nothing of her surroundings.

A word of advice?A woman wearing scrubs elbowed her in the ribs. Dont let that man go, you got it?

Were getting married in two days,she said in an eerie monotone, still processing the slow burn that was working its way through her veins from his touch.

With that as the start of their new relationship, whatever else she had to look forward to flashed across her brain in a naughty tussle of limbs, lips, tongue, and teeth.

What have I gotten myself into?she breathed.

Something you dont want out of, trust me,said the nurse.

But that was the problem, wasnt it?

Second Excerpt:

“You shouldnt have come. You know that, right?He stood off to the side slinging his arm around the huge carved banister post.

I think I grasp that concept more than you truly realize. Thanks.

He grunted at the sarcasm. The dominant part of him wanted to spank her for her insolence, but she wasnt one of his subs, so he leaned harder on the banister until the wood indented his side, causing a stab of pain. Much easier to think that way. Otherwise, he might throw her over his shoulder and caveman her out of the club until they were back at the hotel where hed lock her in bathroom for the night with a pillow.

How can I have known you for so long, known everything, and known nothing at all? II love youbut…” She buried her head in her hands and sighed with a sadness that made him flinch.

You cant.

He hadnt meant the words to come out so harsh, but they were out.

I cant?Her head didnt move.

His fingers tightened until he sensed the pain overwhelming his joints and traveling all the way up his arms into his neck.
          You cant accept this for me. I wouldnt ask you to embrace a monster. Sure, you may have loved a part of me, a fragment that youd built in your head, but when have I ever been someone to love to anyone? Im dark, twisted, and fucked up. No one should carry me as a burden around their neck, least of all you.

How dare you tell me what I feel and dont feel! Within a matter of seconds, shed vaulted up from the stairs and was advancing on him, pushing him back into the wall behind them with the calculated steps of a lioness stalking her prey. Hed never thought to see all that deliberate, fiery passion unleashed on his account.

A quick flash of what it would be like to subdue it beneath his hands made him choke on a small moan. He was disgusting. Her eyes blazed despite the low light. The time for diffusing the situation was clearly long past, and so he hugged the wall to keep from reaching out, slamming her back into the opposite wall, and taking advantage of all the emotions that were pouring out of her and onto his skin. He wanted to bathe in her anger until her screams turned to soft pliant whimpersand it was wrong. Everything inside him knew it.

When a growl leaked out from between his lips and he fisted his hands through his hair to keep from reaching out for her, the implied threat did nothing to stop her progress. Their bodies pressed close enough that he could smell the thin sheen of sweat that beaded along her body.

You were someone for me to love this morning. Yesterday. The morning before that, hell, Sebastian, when you offered to be my husband to give my mother a small bit of peace, you were as good as Id ever seen you. Why cant you understand that?
           Because I forced you into that too, didnt I? He glared at her for all he was worth.

Will you just shut up?

He repressed the barest curve of a smile. That wasnt a first, but it was nice to know she could still put him in his place while they were practically in each others faces. Shit, he needed to focus. She was pissed while all he could think about was shimmying her out of her little skirt, bending her over the banister, and sliding into her wet heat until she screamed for him. Yet, hed pretty much killed any chance of that happening earlier. God, he was a mess.

Youre selfish, snide, always late, and you cant clean a dish to save your life. You hate paying bills and you always forget my birthday. But damn it, liking what you like sexually doesnt make you a monster. You never had to do what you did with my mother. Its not your job to make her life easier or happier, so why cant I love you for it?She threw her hands up in the air, before snatching the back of his head.

Before he could gather himself, Izzys soft, warm lips were pressed to his, and he was kissing her until nothing else registered. His arms crashed around her until somehow theyd switched positions. Her small hands molded to his chest shifting a wash of goose bumps across his upper body until he shuddered beneath her touch. He took her mouth with careless possession, bruising and plundering with his tongue until they were both breathless. As if he was no longer in control, his mouth slid down her neck, biting her rocketing pulse until she made a small noise in the back of her throat. He liked that noise. He liked it a lot.

Make it for me again,he moaned against her flesh, and she shuddered, pressed back against the gold leaf wallpaper.

His teeth clamped onto her shoulder pressing down against her sweet flesh and her fingers dug into his shoulder blades, nails pressing in until he knew hed be marked for at least a few hours. The idea of it nearly drove him to madness. When he drew back from her pure skin it was a shiny red as his hand reached to grasp her breast. She pulled him closer, inviting his oblivion. God, hed never known he wanted her so badly. And now it seemed he could barely want anything else again. Their eyes locked for the briefest of seconds as he dove his left hand into the cup of her tank top dragging out one of her gorgeous, plump breasts from where it was hidden.

The sight of her partially dressed made him forgot how to breathe.

Please dont stop, Bash. Please dont stop.

 He dropped his hands as if shed held a gun to his head.

Stop, please. Please, stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.

He shook his head, pressing his fingers into his temples until he thought they might go through this skull.

Her blood dripped onto the broken tile floor, tiny plinks that made him gag while he huddled in the corner. The monster of a man still loomed over them. His shadow seemed to crawl up Sebastians body like a living thing that would infect him, make him evil, too. Each choppy breath through his nose brought the tang of copper. No matter how hard he closed his eyes, it kept happeningalwayswith no breaks.

Please,she whispered, voice hoarse from screaming. Please, no more.

Sebastian peeked through his fingers. A bruise curved her cheekbone, her nose was bleeding, and she was cradling her wrist to her chest, her arm hanging at a funny angle. The nasty gash on her head wouldnt stop bleeding. It was an old one. But it kept reopening every timea wash of adrenaline made him clutch his stomach, clenching his teeth. No matter what he couldnt draw attention to himselfhed learned that lesson well over the past ten years.

Never make a sound. Never say a word. Be invisible.

He couldnt stop shaking while the monster advanced cracking his knuckles. When the monster knelt down he couldnt see his mother anymore. The sharp crack of his palm connected and Sebastian flinched into himself. At least, it was open palmwhen he used his fist the noise crunched, not went flat.

You deserve this, dont you, Addy?

Yes, I deserve this.

You like it. Tell me you like it.

I like it. I need it, baby. I need discipline.

Good. I only do it for you. Only for you.

She wasnt bleeding from five different places. He would only stop when she was bleeding from five different places because that was how many times hed offended her today. Every day, it was something new. Lessons. Their special little lessons, because the monster loved her and wanted her to be her best.

Soon shed stop crying and accept it. Soon hed start.
Until next time my pets...be safe and play nice... Gray