Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Scandalous Senator by Ashley Beckem ~ #Erotica

“Scandalous Senator” Alexander is a Senator in Washington, D.C. and his main focus is on his rise to the top. 


Scandalous Senator by Ashley Beckem

Genre: Erotica



About the Book:

“Scandalous Senator” Alexander is a Senator in Washington, D.C. and his main focus is on his rise to the top. 

He takes no prisoners, especially his relationship and marriage to his wife Brooke. Little does he know that Brooke is willing to do anything to make him President of the United States of America (POTUS) and most importantly First Lady. 

Seduction is part of the game and no one is off limits especially if it will enhance their chances for this aggressive power couple. 

Come along for this journey. 

***Warning!! Cheating, backstabbing, power, you name it we have it all and of course a cliff hanger as this is a multi-part series. 

Meet the Author:


Ashley Beckem grew up in the fridgid northern part of Chicago. At the tender age of eighteen moved to South West Florida for college. Presently chasing after an elusive MBA. Current hobbies include spending reckless amount of time on the beach, boating with friends, and loves being active (biking, golf, running, or tennis). Never far from the trusted Galaxy to keep in touch.



Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Release Week Blitz ~ My Secret Submission by J.M. Witt #Erotic #Romance




Book Details:

My Secret Submission

A standalone taboo erotic romance

By J. M. Witt

Release Date: May 4, 2016





About the Book:

Meredith Nichols. I’m the epitome of a good wife and a good mom. I’m President of the PTA, I volunteer in my children’s classrooms, and I moonlight as a freelance editor for romance authors. No one suspects what secret desires lurk below the surface, except my husband. I’ve openly tried to persuade him to join me in my fantasies, but he’s refused over and over again.

Then, I met Gregor Thompson. Our worlds collided one fateful day and there was no turning back. He’s a mystery, intriguing, dominant, and has the same struggles at home that I do. He’s opened my mind to the possibility that my fantasies can indeed be met and that he’s the man to mentor me. He’s infiltrated my brain and seems to know my wants and needs before I express them.

It’s time to be who I was meant to be, get what I want, what I need, and forget what society thinks. I’m going to let Gregor take me on a journey of self-discovery to places most are unwilling to go. We all have a public life, a private life, and a secret life… He would be mine.

He was my safe place.

He was my secret escape.

He was my Sir.

He was My Secret Submission.


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Read an Excerpt:

What was supposed to be an hour long lunch to get to know each other turned into several hours. We sat in the sun expressing desires and exposing secrets. I had long since turned to face him while we talked, his back remaining against the bench.

I had revealed things to Gregor that Todd didn’t even know about me. Secret cravings, secret needs, and the secret betrayals of my past. Gregor held more of my secrets in the palm of his hand than I did. He had the potential to destroy everything I’d built, but I trusted him not to.

Things grew quiet and as I looked at him he complimented me once more. “Seriously, your eyes are stunning.”

I just shook my head. “Thank you.” I took a breath, gathering the courage to ask what I didn’t want to but needed to know. “So, I need to know if I’m ‘Thursday’ girl. I need to know if I’m just one of many you’re playing with. Safety, etc.”

“There hasn’t been anyone in a long time.”

Relieved, I simply said, “Ok.”

“So are your parents still together?”

I shook my head. “Well, technically, but my mom passed away several years ago. I don’t really know if they were ever really happy. Maybe they stayed together for us, my sister and me. I don’t know. My dad remarried a couple years after.”

He listened intently as I continued discussing their marriage from my perspective. Then he began doing the same in regards to his parents’ marriage.

“Mine stayed together, are still together, but I often wonder if my dad has someone else. My mother is a miserable woman and I hope my dad has someone, somewhere, that makes him happy.”

“Have you asked him?”

He just shook his head. “No.”

“Maybe you should.”

“I’m not sure I really want to know. Validation isn’t necessarily a good thing.”

“I get that. I know that my parents had affairs, or at least they both accused each other of it. For me it’s simple, if you’re not getting what you need, crave, and desire at home, you’re going to find it somewhere else.” He nodded his agreement. “I’m not saying its right, but it is what it is.”

“It’s almost impossible to find one person to meet all your needs, especially when most of us get married so young. We’re still discovering ourselves and odds are if you do find that person to meet all those carnal needs, as well as others, it happens later in life.”

Everything he said made sense. It wasn’t pretty or accepted by society, but it was the truth. When I got married I had no idea that the cravings and needs I now had would come to be. And I certainly didn’t know that Todd wouldn’t be open to exploring them.

“I wanted to tell you that you have my complete trust.” I looked to his face as his eyes narrowed on mine, like he wondered where I was going with this. “Given the circumstances, you could’ve ceased all contact with me once I revealed that we live in the same town. Had you been lying about anything detrimental, well, we wouldn’t be sitting here now.” He just stared at me as I nodded, “Thank you.”

He just shrugged and added, “I still can’t get over the odds of it all.”

Smiling, I agreed. “It’s a small, small world.”

We sat quiet for a moment before he asked, “So, what are you looking for?”

That was a loaded question and brought me back to the present. Sighing, I was honest with him. “I’m not looking to break up anyone’s marriage. I guess what I feel guilty about is that I don’t feel guilty.”

“I get that. It’s a process that took me a long time to grasp.”

“I have needs, desires, and right now he’s not willing to go there with me.”

“I want us to agree to a few things.” I nodded. “Don’t disappear on me. If things need to end, we do it like adults. I’ve had a couple just vanish on me and I have no idea what happened to them.”

“No, I agree and appreciate that. I’m a big girl. Just be honest.”

“Do you have a safe word?”

Smiling, “Yes.”

“What is it?”

“You’ll laugh.”

Shaking his head and smiling, he persisted, “I still need to know. What is it?”

“Unicorn.”

Laughing, “Ok. Unicorn it is.” He took a deep breath. “And no falling in love. If either of us starts falling, we need to walk away.”

“Agree. I’m not looking to fall in love.”

He quietly observed me for a moment and nodded his head. His hand stretched out across the back of the bench toward me. “So, what do you need from me today?”

Such a simple question and I became completely tongue-tied. “I, umm...”

I wasn’t trying to play coy, but I felt like an idiot. What did I need from him? I didn’t have a fucking clue. Where did we go next? He had yet to touch me, which I respected. The conversation flowed between us with ease, but was there physical chemistry? Would I recoil if he touched me? I didn’t know, I had no idea, and I sure as hell wasn’t about to make the first move.

As if he sensed my wariness, his hand reached out and grasped me just above my knee. Jesus, fuck! The heat of his hand seared me and I immediately had a puddle in my panties. If I was struggling with words before, they were impossible now.

He repeated his question, his stern voice catching my attention, “What do you need from me? We’re running out of time.”


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Meet the Author:


I'm a stay-at-home mom with four young children and one extremely supportive husband. We’ve been married for almost eleven years and reside in Metro Detroit, Michigan.

I've dreamed of writing romance novels since I was little. After having baby #4, who may or may not have been fathered by Christian Grey, I decided it was time to pursue my dreams.

When I'm not volunteering at the schools of my children, running to various appointments, enjoying time with my friends and my book club, dating my husband, or avoiding cleaning my house, I'm writing!

I love music and believe that books and music can't exist without the other. My goal is for you to read more than a good book, but for you to have an experience!
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Sunday, May 1, 2016

Release Blitz & #Giveaway ~ His Possession by Tory Richards @ToryRichards

Happy Release Day!!!



Erotic Romance
Date Published: 5/1/2016

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Her betrayal sent him to prison for a crime he didn’t commit. He’s out now, and he wants revenge!

Raze is a member of the Wreckers MC, sentenced to life for a crime he didn’t commit, by the words of his best friend’s little sister. New evidence surfaces, proving him innocent, and once he’s released he’s determined to find the woman responsible. It doesn’t matter that they had history, doesn’t matter that he’s wanted her for the better part of a decade. Rosa’s betrayal has cost him three years of freedom, and he’s going to wreck her.


Read an Excerpt:

Once inside the small kitchen I went to the cupboard, where I knew the fucking booze was kept. I grabbed the first bottle of unopened whisky and started to reach for a glass before deciding that I didn’t need it. I needed more than a fucking shot to fuel me for what I wanted to do to Rosa. I couldn’t let her get to me. I wouldn’t. We may never have acted on our feelings for each other, but we both had known they were there.

Well, the time for acknowledgement had fucking lapsed. Her betrayal had sealed her fate, and I was ready to make her pay. I downed about three shots worth, letting the raw burn settle in my gut and fuel my hate. Running the back of my hand across my mouth, I headed for the bedroom where Rosa was locked up, thinking about her pretty face as she’d sat on the stand condemning me, hearing again her tearful words as she’d sworn that I had done the killing, and recalling the silent plea in her eyes as she’d stared at me. I’d understood then that she didn’t believe what she was saying, yet it hadn’t stopped her from lying.

I came to her door, turned the lock, and opened it. Rosa turned from the window she’d been staring out of, tear tracks lining her smooth, olive-toned cheeks. Even in her disheveled state she was fucking beautiful. Her midnight hair was shiny and half tumbling down to her shoulders. I let my gaze wander lazily down her full curves, taking in the slight changes that had occurred since I’d seen her last. She was soft and ripe, and I was going to devour her.

She took a hesitant step toward me. “How many men have you fucked, Rosa?” I asked from the doorway. My question startled her, and she halted abruptly. I could see the confusion shimmering in her eyes. Her brows furrowed. Those sweet, full lips parted as she opened her mouth to answer, but nothing came out.

“How many men have been between your legs in the last three years?” I snarled, baring my teeth. She stepped back against the window in fear.

She began to shake her head. “No one,” she whispered. “There’s been no one since—”    

“I was locked up?”

Tears swelled in her fucking eyes. “Raze, I’m so sorry—”

“No!” I was on her before she could finish. “You don’t fuckin’ get to say sorry, as if that will make it all go away,” I gritted into her upraised face, upraised because my hand was in her hair, pulling her head back so that she was forced to look into my eyes. I could so easily snap her neck if I wanted to. “Three fucking years, Rosa. For three fucking years your lies kept me behind bars, kept me from my club.” I swung her around and crushed her against the window, moving my mouth next to her ear. “Kept me from fucking.”

Keeping her pinned, I reached for the zipper at the top of her dress and pulled it all the way down her back. When it stopped at the top of her luscious ass I took the parted material in my hands and ripped it the rest of the way open until her whole fucking backside was exposed. I ignored her gasp, taking in the smooth slopes of her rounded ass, naked because of the thong she had on. Lust slammed into me like a freight train at the sight of all that curvy flesh. I wanted to squeeze it until she was branded with the imprint of my hand, leaving no doubt as to who she fucking belonged to.

How many times over the last decade had I imagined fucking Rosa?

“Then I guess we’re both overdo, “I grated into her ear.

Meet the Author:


I’m a grandma who writes smut. I'm also a mother, daughter, aunt, friend, and sister who discovered my passion for writing at the ripe old age of ten. Before I received my first manual typewriter, with pencil in hand, I would jot my stories down on notebook paper. Later, after receiving that desired typewriter at the age of thirteen, I spent hours in my bedroom writing, where my parents thought I was doing homework.

I was born in Maine, where most of my family still lives today. However, for most of my life I've lived in Florida, where I attended school, married, and raised my daughter.

Writing is a hobby for me, and even though I've retired from Disney it remains a hobby. I'm happy to be making just enough "mad money" from it to be able to keep my cats fed, travel a little, and spoil my grandchildren.

For a while (many years actually) life got in the way of my dreams. A few years ago, with the encouragement of my family, I decided to get serious about my passion, and I haven't looked back!


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Friday, April 29, 2016

Blog Tour ~ One Last Fling by Leela Lou Dahlin


One Last Fling
Leela Lou Dahlin



About the Book:

Event planner Daisy Maxwell has never been lucky at love, but her family’s financial issues convince her to toss her hat in the ring to be the Billionaire’s Bride. If all else fails, she figures she at least has a shot at planning the winner’s wedding. She never expects to meet a man—the wrong man—at the first event, a sexy chef who charms her and makes her believe there’s love at first bite.

Chef Ryder Blake has a problem…well, two. First, he’s met the most amazing woman at the best but worst time of his life. Daisy is a morsel of sexy and sweet all rolled into one dynamite package he’d love to sample. But his second issue is a little more complicated… He can’t tell Daisy—or anyone—he’s the secret billionaire seeking a bride before his thirtieth birthday or he’ll lose his inheritance. Daisy is definitely bride material, but he’s not sure he’ll survive the pressure, especially after she proposes one last fling before she plans to say “I do.”

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About the Author:

At the age of 9 Leela Lou Dahlin started reading the romance novels her grandmother left around the house during her summer vacations. She learned early that she enjoyed the type of story that could make you feel like you had fluttering butterflies in your stomach and bring tears to your eyes. Leela tries to create the emotional and endearing stories she adored as a child and continues to love to this day.

She resides in SW Pennsylvania working as a RN Case Manager during the day and spinning her sweetly sexy stories by night.

You can also find her blogging over at Nice Girls Writing Naughty

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New Release ~ One Broken Promise, A Citadel Series Novella By Deanndra Hall


Originally released as part of the Loving Dangerously Box Set



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About the Book:

Hayden Patterson has a simple rule. 

And he’s never broken it. Sleeping with a woman more than once simply isn’t going to happen. He’s always managed to hang onto his resolve, and so far, no woman’s ever blasted her way through. It’s one and done, with no prospect of ever having anything permanent. His childhood gave him that thinking and he has no plans to ever change. 

Two women alone, and one of them is in more danger than anyone realizes. 

It’s hard being a teenager. Kacey Flournoy knows that all too well. Stuck in a school district full of snobby rich kids, she doesn’t fit in on her single mom’s salary. When she’s cast as a bully, it only gets worse – especially since she’s the one being bullied. And her poor mom, Delaina, doesn’t know what to do. Since Kacey’s dad died while serving in the military, it’s all she can do to put food on the table. 

When Hayden draws his first assignment through Citadel Security, he can’t believe it. No way does he want to follow a poor little rich girl around all day to guard her from a bully. It doesn’t take him long, however, to figure out that something’s terribly wrong. And when he tries to right it, he meets the one woman who just might make him break his long-standing promise. That would mean he’d have to let go of the past, but he’s sure he’s not ready and he never will be. 

A novella nestled between the first and second books in the first spinoff series from the Love Under Construction series, One Broken Promise takes the hunted to the hunter, the oppressor to the oppressed, and one very scared man to a place that will bring him to his knees. If you’ve ever been bullied, you’ll feel the pain. But you’ll also taste the joy of a promise broken. 

WARNING: Strong, graphic sexual situations, a heinous criminal act against both an animal and a person by a seriously sick individual, and a suicide. For readers 18+ only.


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About the Author:


For as long as I can remember, I've been a writer . . . 

and it has served me well. I wrote for local publications, wrote marketing and advertising materials, wrote for academic publications, and eventually grew jaded with the writing profession as I often watched others take credit for my hard work. I retreated into the world of 3-D art in the fiber and textile mediums and hid out in a world of colors and textures. But, truth is, there was always a story or two in my head. It wasn't until Nikki and I met in my imagination that I decided it was time to let those stories out, and I'm glad I did. My readers now get to enjoy the fruits of my imagination and, believe me, it runs wild! 

On the personal side, I've been happily married to my lover and best friend for over thirty years, and I have two wonderful adult kids who've blessed me with two excellent choices of life partners. When I'm not writing, I'm playing with my three crazy little dogs, hiking in a local recreation area, kayaking, working out at the gym, tending my herbs, cooking, or doing some kind of research. 

But I'd really rather be writing! 

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