Sunday, March 17, 2019

Why do you do this?~ #weekendwritingwarriors from Alpha Protectors 4 #paranormal #romance #alphaprotectors

Happy Sunday, everyone!

I just bought a shiny new agenda which will hopefully help me get back on track from the wandering road I seem to have taken and which made me forget to sign up last weekend.

Today, I'm sharing a snippet from my current WIP, Alpha Protectors 4.

Enjoy! XoXo,
Elyzabeth

*Some creative punctuation has taken place to adjust to guidelines 



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“Why do you do this? Why do you do this to us?” She wrung her hands.
Killian stormed in her direction. She didn’t back away from him, straightening her posture and facing him head on, her brown eyes sending darts of anger straight to his heart.
“Do what? Steal a few hours with my mate? How is that a bad thing, Prudence?” He clenched his fists at his side. Fuck, all he wanted to do was kiss her, aash away the frown on her forehead and erase the frustration radiating off her.

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Tuesday, March 12, 2019

Book Spotlight on Wrong Becomes Right by Carol Pedroso #contemporary #romance #mmromance

 

NEW RELEASE - OUT NOW


Wrong Becomes Right is a contemporary short read, great for a lazy evening on the couch with a nice hot drink to escape the cold winter.

When Kevin receives a message meant for someone else, little does he know how his life will change.

Blurb

Kevin receives a message via a dating app, but his hopes are dashed when he realizes it’s meant for someone else. The guy sounded perfect. He tells the guy he has the wrong user and thinks nothing of it until he gets another reply, and then another. Before he knows it, he has a new friend in Brian. Brian is as perfect as he first sounded, and if Kevin harbors lustful thoughts about his new pen pal? Well, no one knows but him. Right? Then a fall and an interfering sister intervene. Add in an unwanted birthday party and an overeager twink, and who knows what will happen?

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About the Author

Carol is a stay at home mum from the UK, as well as an active volunteer within her community. She started writing gay romance in 2014, when she came across the Wednesday Brief Writers Group on one of their member’s websites. She has since started her own blog and also posts to GayAuthors.org. When she isn’t writing she enjoys all sorts of activities, including; crocheting, walking, and of course lots of reading. She is very thankful to her husband and daughter for all their support and for not complaining too much when she ignores them for long periods of time. She always loves to hear from readers and enjoys getting to know them better. You can find Carol on the internet at: www.cazpedroso.wordpress.com https://www.gayauthors.org/profi le/21914-caz-pedroso/ https://www.facebook.com/carolpedrosoauthor https://twitter.com/cazpedroso 
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Thursday, March 7, 2019

Book spotlight on Bowie's Angel (Devil's Outlaws 1) by Lynn Burke #contemporary #maydecember #MCromance



Bowie’s Angel
Devil’s Outlaws 1
By Lynn Burke
Publisher: Changeling Press

Keywords: MC Romance, May/December, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance, Suspense, Series, HEA

When a barely-legal blonde with a lithe, young body shows up at the Devil’s Outlaw MC strip joint to audition as a dancer, Ian “Bowie” Davies wants nothing more than to burrow between her long legs and claim her. She's too young for his dominant side though, too innocent for the sharp edges of his darker desires. And way too hot to let another man touch her -- a thought that has his hands itching to use his signature knives against any bastard who messes with his angel.

Hannah Harris ran away from home at age eighteen, desperate to escape the prison of her strict parents. Determined to delight in the sins her father preaches against, she puts her ballet talents to work, using a stripper pole to make a living. Dancing for Bowie and his blade has her panting to explore some of the “firsts” she planned to save for her future husband.

But when Bowie and his brothers attempt extortion beyond her parent’s ten-thousand dollar reward for Hannah's safe return, she's left with a difficult choice. Offer up the evidence to put the notorious biker gang behind bars, or protect Bowie and chalk the shit-show up as a lesson learned and begin her independent life anew -- without the lying bastard who owns her heart.

Can Bowie cut through the blindfold of lies on Hannah’s eyes and surrender the truth in his heart to win her back?


*Warning: Spanking, anal sex, knife play


ADULT EXCERPT:

Too motherfucking young, but it was no wonder she’d gotten past Brewer. Mile-long legs, sexy-as-fuck flared hips, pert little breasts, all wrapped in leather that screamed sex but didn’t match what her pale green eyes revealed.

The young woman who had sauntered into my office like she had every intention of dropping to her knees if I told her to disappeared the second I’d crowded close. Close enough to drop her focus to my chest. Close enough her heartbeat thrummed beneath my thumb. Close enough I could feel the purity of her soul as though her body’s energy rippled across the inches separating us.

An inexperienced submissive for sure, and she had my dominant nature kicking and screaming for release -- along with my dick strangling in my jeans. Fuck, yes.

“Look at me.”

Her eyelids snapped up, those pale eyes letting me see right into the depths of her.

“How old are you?” I asked, my smile long fucking gone.

“Twenty-one,” she whispered.

“Liar.”

She gulped again, but held my gaze.

“Name?”

“H-Hannah.” She swallowed again as I smoothed my thumb up and down over her thumping artery. “Hannah Morris.”

“Hannah. A pure-as-fuck name for a pure-as-fuck little girl who should be with her mommy and daddy rather than in the devil’s playground,” I murmured, and she straightened, tensing beneath my hold.

“I am not a little girl.” Fire shot from her narrowed eyes as she all but spit the words at me.

I pressed flush against her body, grinding my dick against her hip. “Sassy. I like a little backbone in my women.”

She gasped, her eyes going wide. “Get off me.”

To the point words, but nothing other than desire laced her voice. She made no move to escape either, her hands grasping at my shirt as though hanging on for the ride of her life.

“Twenty-one, hmm? Got proof of that?” She shook her head, and I leaned in closer, my lips a breath from hers, so fucking ready to give her that ride. “So you came in here thinking you could get a job baring your tight body and fucking that pole up on stage without an ID.”

“Yes,” she whispered even though I hadn’t asked a question, her sweet breath jerking my dick in its prison.

“Gonna cost you.”

“Wh-what?”

“Not sure yet.” My lips brushed hers like a feather, far from a kiss, and she moaned. “A kiss?” I suggested.

She swallowed, no longer tense but trembling.

“Mmm, I think so,” I murmured when she didn’t answer, lust and satisfaction simmering throughout my body. “But where?”

I pulled back, and her eyelids fluttered open, her pupils dominating the green of her eyes.

“Here?” I asked, smoothing my thumb over her plump, glossed lips.

“Here?” I brushed my knuckles down over the swell of her right tit, my dick jerking again at the hardness of her nipple beneath my grazing caress. “Or…”

I worked my hand between our bodies, down over the front of her leather skirt until I caressed the smooth, warm skin above her knee.

“Here?” I slid my palm up the inside of her thigh.

Another shudder rippled through her, and she fisted her hands in my shirt.

I rubbed my thumb in circles just shy of her pussy, need like I’d never known taking me to the edge of my self-control, a self-control I prided myself on.

“What’s it going to be, Hannah?” Ragged and low, my voice sent a shiver over her body.

“M-my lips.”

I took her mouth in a bruising kiss, tightening my hold on her neck, tilting her head and thrusting my tongue between her lips that tasted of strawberries and cream. Not just innocent, but fucking untried in every way -- she didn’t have a clue what to do with her tongue, so I showed her, sliding alongside hers, tasting, taking until she got the hang of sucking face.

She whimpered, and beyond giving a fuck how old the little temptress was, I cupped her pussy.

Hot and soaked.

Fuck.

She tore her mouth from mine and whimpered.

I licked the sweet taste of her gloss from my lips and pressed the heel of my hand against her clit.

“Oh!” Lower lip between her teeth, she clenched her eyes shut, her brow furrowing as she bucked beneath my touch.

“You like my hand on you.”

She whimpered and ground against me even though she shook her head.

“You’ll like my tongue even more.” I dropped to my knees and shoved her skirt up around her tiny waist. Pink lacy panties -- so fucking virginal, I groaned. Goose bumps pebbled her legs, and I lifted my gaze, sliding a finger along the edge of her panties and pushing them aside while grasping her ass cheek with my other hand.

Hannah still had her lower lip between her teeth, eyes clenched shut, hands fisted at her sides.

“Look at me.”

Like a good little girl, she obeyed, and I held her gaze, flicking my tongue out.

Sweeter than any fucking cotton candy I’d licked before. Addictive honey…


© Lynn Burke 2018
ABOUT LYNN BURKE:

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.
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Tuesday, March 5, 2019

Book Spotlight on Storm of the Gods by Amy Braun #urbanfantasy #newrlease #giveaway


Storm of the Gods
An Areios Brothers Novel #1
by Amy Braun
Genre: Urban Fantasy 

Thirty years ago, the gods of Greek legend returned to the world. Their return restored their powers, which had been spent in a cataclysmic battle with the Titans. With the ancient deities imprisoned in Tartarus, the Olympians now reside in Néo Vasíleio, formerly known as California.


Twenty-four-year-old Derek Aerios is a war scion, a descendant of Ares, the God of War. He and his brother, eighteen-year-old Liam, capture mythological creatures and rogue scions as part of Ares's elite military force. As he struggles to cope with his violent powers and the scars of a traumatic childhood, Derek tries to keep the two vows he has made: protect his brother, and never kill a human again.

But when Ares forces him to hunt and kill four rogue scions under Athena's control—by threatening Liam's life—Derek chooses to go after the scions in order to save his brother and keep his promise to himself.

Yet the closer Derek gets to the scions, the more he realizes that his orders are part of a deeper conspiracy that put him at odds with his mission and his conscience. Athena may not be the enemy, a traitor could be in their midst, and the Titans could be closer to freedom than ever before.





Amy is a Canadian urban fantasy and horror author. Her work revolves around monsters, magic, mythology, and mayhem. She started writing in her early teens, and never stopped. She loves building unique worlds filled with fun characters and intense action. She is an active member of the Weekend Writing Warrior community.


When she isn't writing, she's reading, watching movies, taking photos, gaming, struggling with chocoholism and ice cream addiction, and diving headfirst into danger in Dungeons & Dragons campaigns





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Saturday, March 2, 2019

You're mine, pet ~ #weekendwritingwarriors from Entwined (Passion, Pleasure, Pain Anthology) #BDSM #Paranormal #F*ckcancer #WeLoveDoris

Happy Sunday, everyone!

I'm back! I finally finished the WIP I had been working on, and I'm taking a short weekend break before starting on something new.

Today, however, I'm sharing another snippet from my story Entwined, which is part of the Passion, Pleasure, Pain Anthology, written by a wonderful group of authors in honor of our late friend, Doris O'Connor. All proceeds made will go to Doris's family.

I've picked up from my last snippet two weeks ago and Mason and Mallory are still midst shibari scene.

Enjoy! XoXo,
Elyzabeth

*Some creative punctuation has taken place to adjust to guidelines 


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“I’m going to pull, and you’re going to fly, pet. Are you ready?”
“Yes, Sir.”
It happened in a heartbeat. One moment she was on the floor, and the next, she was soaring a few feet above the ground. Adrenaline swept through her, and she giggled. The rope dug into her, but it was inconsequential. She was turning in the air.
Suddenly, it stopped. Mason’s eyes narrowed, and his grin spread becoming predatory. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized the vulnerable position she was in.
“You’re mine, pet.”

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💜~~~OUT NOW~~~💜

Passion, Pleasure, Pain: An anthology of Dominance and submission

In each other they found the piece of themselves they hadn't even realized was missing.
This D/s anthology was put together by writers who hold author, Doris O'Connor, near and dear to 
their hearts because the genre is one that was near and dear to Doris as an author. 
#F*ckCancer #WeLoveDoris

You Belong to Me by Lynn Burke
Alabaster by Kastil Eavenshade
Risqué by London Saint James
Back on Top – A Wylde Shore Novella by Jan Graham
Hell’s Mercy by Katherine Wyvern
Deb by Name, Sub by Nature by Raven McAllan
Once Upon a Time by Erin Leaf
Shade Addiction by Lea Bronsen
Yes, Governor by Lesli Richardson
Entwined by Elyzabeth M. VaLey
Burn by DC Stone
Claimed by a Stranger R Brennan

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