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Author Spotlight: Juliette Banks with Out of the Darkness

Out of the Darkness

“I can’t keep traipsing three miles every time I want to spank that delectable little behind of yours.”

As a beautiful and famous model, she has the life many young girls dream of.

Yet the missing father; the predatory stepfather; the abusive lover; they all let her down, and damaged her judgement about the men she meets.

She thought she had met the man of her dreams, yet fate was cruel.

Until one day, at an airport, she meets the strong, yet kind, dominant man she had longed to meet.

Is he the man she has sought her whole life? Will he show her the way out of the darkness and into the loving, submissive relationship she has always craved?

“Oh I work hard, but I play hard, too. Do you play hard, Marianne?”


NOTE: This book was previously published, under the same title but with a different cover, under the author name of Rachel de Vine. The book has sweet romance, but also contains explicit sex and some BDSM practices. If this material offends you, please do not purchase.

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Excerpt

He took off my dress and my bra, and I sat before him, head lowered, ready to submit. “Stand up. Place your hands flat on the cushion of the other chair, and spread your legs, and wait for me to attend to you.”
I did as instructed and heard William get up and walk away, either to his bedroom or bathroom. I trembled, partly with nerves and partly with sexual expectation. One minute passed, then two. I remembered what he had said about anticipation. This was my time to anticipate what lay ahead, and the sexual need within me doubled in strength. I needed what this man was about to give me. I needed him like I needed air to breathe and water to drink. I lifted my bottom just a little higher and waited to be taken to heaven.

William returned. He had changed into his black jogging pants and t-shirt. He placed something down on to the arm of the chair, but I daren’t look around. I remained absolutely still and silent. He bent over and kissed my back and ran his hand over my bottom.

“A man could go to war in defence of a body like yours, you know. You hold most men in the palm of your hand, even strict Doms such as me, and you have no idea of the power you have, do you? I don’t think I have ever met another beautiful woman who has less awareness of her beauty as you have.”

I didn’t reply. I don’t think he expected a reply. I’d heard this before, and perhaps he was right. From childhood I had never been told I was pretty and grew up with the idea that I was quite ordinary. Even after I was discovered by the modelling agency, and became one of the world’s top models, I never really believed that I was beautiful. I always thought my success was the result of a fluke, and that one day I would be found out and exposed as a fake. Perhaps the messages I’d heard over the years from men were at last starting to get through the barrier that I had erected around my fragile psyche.

My thoughts were interrupted by a sharp slap on my bottom by William’s hand. I snapped my attention back to the present. Then came another stroke. I breathed deep. I was back in the zone where I wanted to be. All I could think of was this powerful, masculine man standing behind me, raising his arm and bringing his hand sharply and crisply down, warming my flesh and lifting us both to the joyful place of sexual excitement and passion.

William gave me about twenty strokes with his hand, before stopping and reaching between my legs. He plunged two fingers into my sex. I gave a deep groan in response to the sudden intrusion. A sexual tremor went from my pussy to my brain, and back again. God, I wanted this man so badly.

“Yes, Marianne, you want me as much as I want you, don’t you?”
”I want you so badly. Please fuck me, Sir.”
He didn’t reply, but pushed me down on to the chair, so that I was kneeling on the cushion and leaning over the chair back. I felt his hard body press up behind me and he pulled down his jogging pants. He leaned over me and I could feel his breath against my neck. He took the lobe of my ear into his mouth and gently bit on it, before kissing it.

There was nothing I wanted more than to wake up every morning next to him, even if I was tied to the bedpost.

About me:

I write erotic romance as both Juliette Banks and Rachel de Vine, and love to write about sensual, romantic and erotic characters who lead interesting lives, and who often have to overcome challenges along the way. I prefer to write erotic romance, rather than straight erotica, because I am essentially a romantic person, but I also like to involve my characters in an exciting life of Dominance and submission at different levels.

I am British, love the rural life and live in a beautiful home in the middle of the rolling English countryside. I also like to travel around the world from time to time, and have visited some beautiful and exciting places on the way. I am forever grateful that I was born in a place and at a time to take advantage of the freedoms and pleasures that are still denied to many people of the world. We must never take such freedom for granted.

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Author Spotlight: Jennifer Bene Ties the Knot in the Thalia series

Tying The Knot

“What does happily ever after look like after so much darkness?”

Blurb

What does happily ever after look like after so much darkness?

Over two years after the trauma of her kidnapping, and the auction that brought them together, Thalia and James are finally getting their happily ever after! Celebrating their love is a piece of wedding cake, but with the help of their wild and crazy friends from Purgatory, it’s destined to be a wedding day no one will forget.

A thrilling mix of kinky fun, laughter, surprises, and the same sexy heat you’ve come to expect from James and Thalia — Tying the Knot is the perfect conclusion to this series that has brought readers to the darkest of lows, and the highest of highs.

Now, it’s time for the light. It’s time to celebrate. It’s time to get married!

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(Also available in Kindle Unlimited)

 

 

 

Excerpts

“Do you want to come, pet?” James’ voice was playful, sated from his orgasm and the act of punishment, but she was still twisted inside.

“If I’m forgiven, yes, Master, please?” she begged, trying to move beneath him, but he caught her hip to hold her still.

“You took your punishment, so of course you’re forgiven, but… I don’t know if I’m ready to let you come yet.” Lifting himself away from her, James grinned in that charmingly mischievous way, her already soaked pussy growing slick.

“I’m going to die,” she groaned dramatically, laid out on the floor in front of him as he stood, but he only laughed.

“Get up, pet. I want to touch you.”

With that temptation she almost jumped off the floor, trying not to sound too desperate.  “Where would you like me, Master?”

“On the bed like I asked.” James smiled, tugging the bedding back to fold it at the bottom, leaving a clean, white expanse.

“Yes, Master.” Biting back the grin she crawled onto the bed and knelt, but he only tilted his head, gaze flowing over her curves.

“Lay down for me and spread your legs. Arms up.” James had barely finished the command before he turned away, expecting her to obey as he moved to a chair near the curtained windows — and, of course, she did. When he returned he dumped an armful of rope and leather cuffs onto the bedding between her feet. “What did I promise you earlier today, pet?”

As he attached the first cuff around one ankle she tried to sort through the chaos of her mind to remember his words. “You promised to fuck me. Hard.”

“Oh, you’re right. I did.” James grinned as he lifted a piece of rope, tying it off to the cuff before pulling her ankle to the edge of the bed. “After what, though? There was a caveat.”

Thalia whined, dropping her head. “You promised to fuck me after you made me beg, and scream, and plead. But I have, Master!”

He finished tying off one ankle, and started on the next with a devious grin on his lips. “Punishments don’t count in play, pet. You know that.” The sharp jerk of the rope made her groan as she propped herself on her elbows.

“I want you! Please?” There was no shame in her desperate tone, even as he made her lay back against the bed again, his strong grip pulling one wrist towards the headboard, wrapping the soft leather cuff tight.

“What happens when you get bossy?” James smirked at her, glancing up occasionally as he crouched to tie the rope to the bed frame.

“You make me wait longer, Master.” It took more self-control than she thought she had in the moment, but she managed to avoid rolling her eyes.

“That’s right, pet. So, will you be a good girl and be patient for me?” He asked as he walked around the end of the bed, abs shifting with each step, and she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as he watched her in return. Gaze hungry, an amused expression on his face, but she could tell he was thinking. Plotting.

“I promise I’ll behave.”

The low chuckle as he bound her other wrist to the bed spoke volumes about what he thought of her answer. “Tell me, are you wet?”

Yes, Master.” The exasperation fled her voice as his fingers brushed down her stomach, and when his fingers dipped between her thighs she almost shouted in relief. He traced her pussy, dragging her wetness to her clit to start slow, purposeful circles that were just enough to amplify the tension inside her.

“You are wet, pet.” Moving his hand lower he gently slid two fingers inside her, stretching her, bucking her hips to seek just a little more friction, but it did nothing. He was torturously gentle, his thumb brushing over her clit, back and forth, teasing passes that had her thighs twitching.

Groaning in frustration she jerked against her wrist cuffs, looking up at him in desperation. When he smiled, she let out a little scream and kicked her heels into the bed. “Master!”

“Oh, pet, no patience at all.” James pulled his fingers from her and tsk’d. “Is it so terrible to have me enjoy each and every twitch of your body? Every little sound you make when you’re so wet and wanting?” Wandering to the chair in the corner, leaving her bereft of his touch, his voice had her squirming on the bed.

Wrists twisting in the cuffs she tried to think clearly through the haze of the arousal, through the dull ache of the welts across her ass. “I just want you. Please?”

“You already had me in your throat, pet. You got to feel me, to taste me…” Returning to her, he sat on the edge of the bed and traced the outside of her leg. “Was that not enough?”

The idea that he might edge her the entire night made her whine low in her chest, gritting her teeth as she fought the pathetic stream of pleas she wanted to utter. Instead, she managed a simple, “Thank you, Master. For letting me taste you.”

“Such a good girl.” Chuckling, James leaned closer, almost kissing her, and her lips parted in expectation, but he spoke instead. “Will you continue to be a good girl for me?”

“What do you want me to do, Master?” She almost didn’t finish the question before he kissed her, his fingers delving between her thighs to roll against her clit, sending her hips into jerking pulses as she sought oblivion. He continued to rub her as he broke the kiss, his breath brushing over her lips.

“I want you to obey me, and not come until I give you permission. Understand the rules, pet?” James’ pupils had dilated again, that thin ring of dark green beckoning her to the very edge of her sanity as heat coiled tight between her legs.

“Yes, Master. I understand.” It felt like damnation to speak the words, but there was no other choice. She’d already disobeyed, twice, on today of all days, and this was her chance at redemption. Yes, she was forgiven, but this was about proving to herself that she could obey, that she could show some self-control.

Of course, that idea felt completely ridiculous when he made a low sound in his chest and slid his fingers back inside her. James’ lips closed over her nipple and she arched, moaning until he bit down and a brief scream escaped her. “I love the sounds you make.”

“Master…” she sighed, trying to focus on the way he stroked at her g-spot, toes curling as he applied a little more pressure and she gasped, just in time for him to bite down once more. A zing of electric tension, fireworks popping in her nerves, making her twitch, jerk against the cuffs without even meaning to move.

Sweet agony.

Author Info

Jennifer Bene is an international bestselling author of erotic romance. She’s had #1 top-selling books in BDSM, Suspense, Thrillers, Action & Adventure, Fantasy, Science Fiction, and Horror. While she’s been writing for years, it’s always been the dark stuff that makes her tingly, so her books are full of aggressive alpha males, feisty women who may or may not have a submissive streak, and intense, psychological storylines. Don’t worry though, she also insists on having a nice little happily-ever-after! Because without the dark, we’d never appreciate the light.

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What Happens In Bangkok

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Daryl Devoré – What Happens in Bangkok

 

What’s your genre or do you write in more than one?

 

I write in erotic anything. If I can stick erotic in front of it, I’ll have a go at it. I have 2 erotic contemporary billionaire stories, an erotic twisted fairy tale, an erotic medieval romance, an erotic contemporary fantasy, an erotic contemporary crash romance, and an erotic rock star romance.

 

Did you choose your genre or did it choose you?

 

It was chosen for me. I wrote a romance. Someone suggested making it hotter and ta da – erotic romance writer.

Is there any genre you’d like to try?  Or is there one you wouldn’t?

 

I don’t think I’d ever want to try Creative Literary Fiction. Definitely not my cup of tea.

What fiction do you read for pleasure?

 

Mysteries – I have all of Agatha Christies, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Dorothy L Sayers’ works, plus several other authors.

Tell me a bit about yourself and what inspired you to become a writer?

I live on the Ontario side of the Ontario/Quebec border. When I’m not writing, I’m a yoga class. As to what inspired me – I learned to print and was able then to put my stories on paper.

 

What is your greatest temptation:

 

In men: Matt Damon – hands down – no question.

In food: chocolate – no wait- cookies – oooh chocolate cookies

In clothes: jeans – I’m a pretty casual person although I love checking out $900 Prada heels.

 

Your dream home – mountains or ocean?

Ocean.  My motto – Sun. Sand. Sea water.

 

Do you have a daily writing routine?  If so, please share.

Let’s see. I get up. Head to my laptop. Check emails. Then chaos ensues as life kicks in. So no – no writing routine.

 

What is your favorite book?

I have no idea. I have book shelves full of my favourite book.  

 

What is your favorite movie?

The Bird Cage.

 

Who is your favorite historical figure?

Favourite historical figure???? Hmmm – let’s go for Joan of Arc – girl had courage.

 

What do you have out now?

 

What Happens in Bangkok

 

To save Darien’s life his brother asks, “Can you walk in high heels?”  

Erika Bailey, owner/manager of a drag queen club in Bangkok, Thailand has happily settled into all aspects of her new life, except for her lack of a love life. When a new diva auditions, Erika is bewildered over her instant attraction to the blond God, Apollo. 

Darien Scott is on vacation after a world tour and mistakenly figures the safest place to be is at The Black Dragon with the head of a Triad. When the club is hit, Darien is the only person to get out alive. Now he’s running from the police and a Triad. Mistake number 1.


Disguised as a drag queen, he’s hired by Erika, but falls hard for his new boss, then struggles with not coming clean with her. Mistake number 2.


Can he fix his mistakes and find a life filled with love or is he headed straight for mistake number 3?

 

TagLine – To save Darien’s life his brother asks, “Can you walk in high heels?”  

 

Excerpt – G rated

Droplets of blood seeped from Darien’s wolf tattoo, mesmerizing him. They trickled over the inside of his bicep, splattering against the bar floor.

Darien ran his hand back through his hair and frowned. Why was the wolf bleeding? It was supposed to look sexy. Turn chicks on. Not bleed. He blinked as a thought formed. Maybe it wasn’t the tattoo. Could he be bleeding? He didn’t remember getting hurt. But that might be because he’d had too many vodka shots.

Expensive gold infused vodka.

An order, snapped out in Thai, ripped his focus away from the cost of the booze.

Stumbling with the translation, his gut clenched. “Check everyone. Anybody alive. Kill them.”

A shrill female scream. A gun shot. Silence.

That’d be one of the hookers. Damn. Hope it wasn’t the one with the butterfly tattoo above her clit. She had a mouth on her than performed miracles. Dude! What the fuck! Must be the vodka talking. Stay focused. There are guys with guns out there.

Darien stretched his neck out and peered around the edge of the bar. In his line of vision, a male leg stuck out from under a table. Expensive looking shoe. Presumably Italian leather. Probably belonged to Nai Jâhng.

Darien raised his eyebrows. Wow. Somebody had the balls to kill a Triad boss.

He shifted his glance. A few feet to the left lay a female arm with brilliant orange fingernails. He shivered at the memory of those nails grazing his balls. He focused on a tiny object a foot in front of him. Shards of glass were scattered about. He frowned, trying to remember what happened. He’d walked behind the private club’s bar to get another bottle of vodka when, one by one, bottles started exploding. Next he was on the floor, looking at the blood dripping from his tattoo. He glanced at his arm. The bleeding had stopped.

Okay, so he wasn’t gonna bleed to death. Good. Now he just had to get his dumbass outta there. Past them. The guys with the guns. How the fuck could he do that?

 

New releases anytime soon?

What Happens in Bangkok is book 1 of the Two Hearts One Love Trilogy – book 2 is at the publisher and I am waiting for the edits.

 

5 Star Review –

I loved this story. From the very beginning I was on the edge of my seat until I finished it several hours later. I couldn’t put the book down. I needed to know what was going to happen to Darien and Erika next. Fast paced from the first word and with several surprises I’d highly recommend this book.

5 Stars

This book got me hooked from the opening line with Darien puzzling as to why blood was seeping from his wolf tattoo. The chemistry between Darien and Erika sizzles from the first time they meet, even though she’s no idea who he is, nor the fact that he’s actually straight.

What I loved about this book was that it isn’t just about Darien and Erika. A whole cast of characters are vividly brought to life and though I didn’t like them all, particularly Gan I seriously wanted to gag whenever he appeared, they added another dimension to the story.

The action is fast paced, there are enough twists and turns in the plot to keep you guessing and the romance was hot. A great read, especially if you love stories in exotic locations.

 

5 Stars

What happens in Bangkok is the first book i have read from this author and I highly recommend it. I couldn’t put it down was captured from the first to the last page. This book will keep you on the edge of your seat with all the twist and turns it gives you. Will so be looking for more from this author
** I voluntarily reviewed a copy of this book **

 

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Sadie Says I Do

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Sadie Says I Do

(Simon in Charge – book 3)

 

By Libby Campbell

 

Release date December 2nd, 2016 by Blushing Books

Genre: Erotic contemporary DD romance.

Taglines

  • White wedding. Red dress. Blushing bride.
  • Sadie wants to fix the world. Simon wants to rule it. Starting with her.
  • Sadie says she’ll obey. Simon asks: starting when?

 

Blurb

Sadie and Simon are ready to exchange vows. Almost. All they need now is a place to call home. Once that detail is settled, Sadie promises she’ll start planning the wedding.

Money is no object and a realtor finds them a house they love immediately. Could it possibly be that easy?

Of course not! An outstanding claim means the title won’t be free for a few months yet. In the meantime, Sadie wants to carve out a life with a daily routine focused on volunteer work with homeless people. Haunted by a ghost from his past, Simon wants to resume his life of international travel at least until the house is theirs.

Can they find a happy medium?

 

This is book 3 in the Simon in Charge series. It can be enjoyed as a standalone novel and includes that all-important HEA.

 

Publishers’ note: Sadie Says I Do is intended for adults only. Spanking and other sexual activities represented in this book are fantasies only, intended for adults. Nothing in this book should be interpreted as Blushing Books’ or the author’s advocating any non-consensual spanking activity or spanking of minors.

 

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Excerpt  (Rating: NC-17 – very spanky)

 

I tried to look away but he took my chin and made me meet his eyes. “Do you remember telling me once that it was okay for me to spank you as long as that fact remained private? Something that happened only between us?”

I nodded.

“For future reference, if you disobey or embarrass me in public like you did today, then I will feel free to warn you the consequences just as publicly.” He paused long enough to make me shiver. “If you don’t want the world to know that you are going to be spanked, don’t act like you need one. You are on notice.”

I knitted my fingers together to stop them from trembling.

“Now.” He sat back, his knees spread. “Assume the position.”

I shimmied across his left leg, brushing my breasts against his chest as I turned. When I bent at the waist, my hip rubbed him gently. He stroked the small of my back once I was settled bottom skyward, the top half of my body pushed into the bed. With his right leg, he trapped my legs so they couldn’t move. My pulse raced and I wished I could fast forward the next few minutes. He traced small circles first on one cheek then on the other.

“You are both naughty and forgetful,” he said. “How many times have we talked lately about the problems that come when one of us acts unilaterally?”

“Less than a thousand?” I hoped humor might get me some clemency.

“Correct in a smartass way.” Smack. “But if numbers are so hard for you maybe you need to work on them. You can keep track of how many times I spank you. Ready?”

He didn’t give me time to answer. The slaps came hard and fast and I fought to keep breathing as I counted aloud.

“Ten,” I choked out as he paused for a minute.

“Correct. And with that, we can call the outstanding issue of the LEED certification settled. It was, after all, a good requirement but you did fail to follow partnership protocol. You’re not going to do that again, are you?”

“No. I won’t. I promise,” I said with a whimper, happy to draw a line under that part of my penalty.

He rubbed my stinging cheeks. “And now we come to your defiant attitude, to your cranky response to a polite request for drinks. It seems that defiance needs to be spanked out of you and obviously I’m not doing a good enough job.”

 

 

 

Don’t miss these other great books from Libby Campbell and Blushing Books:

 

Simon Says (Simon in Charge, book one)

Winning Sadie (Simon in Charge, book two)

 

Libby Campbell, mischief maker and dreamer

 

Libby lives on the West Coast of Canada with her husband of over twenty-five years. An avid reader, she savors books that feature strong, independent women and the loving men who challenge them.

 

She loves mountain hikes, deep bubble baths, and all animals, but particularly small dogs with big attitudes and big dogs who think they are lap dogs. A woman for all seasons, Libby is happy cuddling in front of a winter fire, watching a summer sunset, listening to birds in the spring and walking in the autumn rain.

 

Optimistic by nature, Libby wants a solid HEA in her reading and her writing. She hopes you will enjoy escaping to the dream worlds where she spends far too much time.

 

Recently she’s been dipping into Pinterest and building boards with images of people and places that inspire her characters and the worlds they live in.

Connect with Libby Campbell on social media:

 

Visit her website and blog here: Libby Campbell

Find her on Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/Libby-Campbell-849543415164235/

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Q&A with Libby Campbell:

 

Your first book, Simon Says, came out in January 2016. Sadie Says I Do is a December release. What did you learn in that first year of writing romance?

 

When I finished Simon Says, I got a big surprise: I’d fallen in love with Simon and Sadie and wasn’t ready to say good-bye to them. Their story just kept unfolding in front of me and I had to explore their world further. Three books later…

Next, I realized I love writing this genre. It’s playful but still demands a lot from an author: the characters must be complex and the stories have to have a well-paced. There has to be a satisfying ending that brings all the threads and characters together. For me, that means there has to be an HEA.

I also learned that other writers in this genre are enormously helpful and supportive.

 

What was your best date ever?

 

My first date with my husband. In the middle of a crowded restaurant, he said I needed a spanking. I was gazing out the window but that got my attention. Even though he’d never spanked a woman before, something in me triggered that response. How could that be? I’m such a compliant, easy going sort of person.

At that moment, I knew we were meant for each other. The opening scene of Simon Says is based on that date.

 

Chocolate or chips?

 

Chocolate but blue chips are a close second.

 

Smooth or hairy?

 

Are we talking fruit, jackets, or cats?

 

Can you tell us about your newest release, the one that follows Winning Sadie?

 

Sadie Says I Do closes on Christmas at the end of that year in which Simon and Sadie first met.

 

Between their New Year’s meeting and their December wedding is all the passion and lust of a new love followed by the period of leveling off, of rethinking that early desire. Writing the courtship stage in the first book was easy. The early days of love are so forgiving.

 

Catching up with the lovers six months and then twelve months down the road was an interesting way to see their relationship develop. Sadie learned to assert herself more in the relationship, all the while submitting to Simon’s authority. Simon learned to let more of his vulnerable side show.

 

While all the books are basically billionaire-romance fantasies, the characters are meant to be well developed, three-dimensional people.

 

Even though Sadie Says I Do is book three in the Simon in Charges series, it can be read as a standalone novel.

 

When you write do you ever model your characters after real people?

 

Simon’s ease with languages is based on two people I know, both of whom only need 4-5 hours of exposure to a language to develop working fluency. What a gift!

 

All the other characters are straight from my overactive imagination, often inspired by real events. My female protagonists may include a great deal of my own personality.

 

What do you hope people will take away from your books?

 

The most important element in any relationship, but particularly relationships where one partner takes the command position over another, is trust.

 

I’d also like to emphasize most emphatically the elements in DD and BDSM don’t always work well or effortlessly. It’s not a generic, one size fits all practice.

 

If you’re new to the world and want to integrate elements of discipline into your life, take it slowly. The heroes on the romance pages don’t exist in real life and expectations must be adjusted accordingly.

 

What do you know now that you wish you’d known when you started writing?

 

When pitching a book, it’s helpful if you have your next one or two books mapped out so the publishers know their investment of time in you will continue to be productive. I didn’t do this, by the way.

 

The real work starts when you get a contract. Once you have the release date, a new phase begins: that of getting it into the hands of readers.

 

Much of a writer’s time is spent in peripheral activities. It begins with writing and rewriting, which includes research and fact checking. Add to this the social media demands. A writer needs some of the following, and possibly more: a blog, a presence on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Pinterest etc. Maintaining these profiles can consume a huge chunk of the day. Many writers publish regular newsletters. I haven’t waded into those waters yet.

 

Also, there’s the very real need to keep upgrading writing skills, going to conferences, and networking. Then there’s the obvious: a writer needs to read. A lot.

 

I’d only read part of the job description when I decided it was time to write some stories. Just as well – it might have been overwhelming if I’d known how much was involved! It’s not too much though: you just take it one step at a time.

 

UNDERCOVER DADDY Katherine Deane

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UNDERCOVER DADDY

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Twenty-five-year-old Alex Makowski wants nothing more than to live up to her father’s legacy on the police force, but when she bungles a major drug bust she ends up placed on administrative leave. Her chance to redeem herself comes in the form of an assignment working alongside Sergeant Connor Doyle, her father’s former partner and protégé.

Some of the contestants in a kink-themed charity pageant have been receiving ominous messages, and Connor and Alex have been tasked with going undercover at the event. He will be her daddy dom, and they will need to do whatever is necessary to play the part convincingly.

Connor jumps at the opportunity to take Alex in hand, and soon enough she is blushing crimson as her bare bottom is soundly spanked. But when the punishment is over she is left aching for his touch, and before…

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The Warrior’s Little Princess

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Blurb:

Irena cannot remember who she is, where she came from, or how she ended up alone in a dark forest wearing only a nightgown, but none of that matters as much as the fact that the vile creatures holding her captive seem intent on having her for dinner. Fate intervenes, however, when a mysterious, handsome warrior arrives in the nick of time to save her.

Darrius has always known that one day he would be forced by the power within him to claim a woman, and after he rescues the beautiful, innocent Irena he decides to make her his own. But the feisty girl will require more than just the protection Darrius can offer. She will need both his gentle, loving care and his firm hand applied to her bare bottom whenever she is naughty.

Irena soon finds herself quivering with desire as Darrius masters her virgin body completely, and she delights in her new life as his little girl. But Darrius is much more than an ordinary sellsword, and being his wife will mean belonging to him utterly, to be taken hard and often in even the most shameful of ways. When the truth of her own identity is revealed at last, will she still choose to remain by his side?

Publisher’s Note: The Warrior’s Little Princess includes spankings, sexual scenes, and age play. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Excerpt (Sweet):

Will it hurt?” With a heavy swallow, she suddenly felt a little scared. Try as she might, she couldn’t remember anything about magic or who this big man could be. She knew she should be terrified, but the longer his large hands held hers, the more comfortable she became.

No, trust me, Irena. I won’t hurt you. Unless you have been lying to me, then I’m afraid that pretty little bottom of yours is going to spend some time over my knee.”

Nodding, she looked up into his eyes and lost herself in their depths. It was as though she was staring into a black hole, unable to sense the surface from the overwhelming intensity of the incredible darkness. A warm tingling spread across her skin and she felt herself relax even further. Guessing it was his magic, she savored the feeling of his power as it coursed through her, almost as though it was a massage. Despite the unknown, she knew she was safe in his hands.

She’d known the man for less than a day, but he’d already saved her from danger, given her a soft bed to sleep in, and hadn’t asked for anything more. He’d even let her spend the night alone. His large presence was extremely comforting, even if he had threatened to spank her. Frowning, she wondered what that would be like and was shocked to realize the thought excited her and made her body feel tingly all over. Gasping, she felt his magic finally pull away from her and she shivered, feeling a chill race across her skin without its warmth.

She blinked, staring back at him, realizing the darkness of his eyes no longer sucked her into its intensity. They were normal once again, black pupils surrounded by yellow irises. With a swallow, she sat there silently, waiting for him to speak.

You can’t remember anything at all? Where you came from, your family, nothing?”

I wasn’t lying.” She shook her head as her lower lip pouted out slightly.

It’s like my memory has just gone blank all over and I don’t know why.”

That must be pretty frustrating then, huh,” he said, his tone soft and understanding. He pushed an errant strand of blond hair out of her face and she smiled up at him. “We’ll have to have the healer examine you, make sure that you’re healthy and of sound mind. I suspect something else is going on in that little head of yours, something nefarious that even I cannot recognize yet.”

I don’t need an exam. I’m perfectly fine. Just a few bruises from those stupid monsters is all.”

Let me help you get dressed and then we’ll be on our way. The healer is not far from here.”

I said I’m not going. I don’t want a doctor to look at me.”

Irena, this is for your own good. Don’t fight me on this.”

Narrowing her eyes, she scooted away from him on the bed. She wouldn’t take orders from him, nor did she want him to help dress her. That was ridiculous. She could put on her own clothes if she wanted to, not that she had anything but a nightgown to choose from. Plus, she wouldn’t stand for some stranger inspecting her for injury. It just felt strange.

No, she wouldn’t stand for it. Jutting out her chin, she crossed her arms and said, “I won’t go. Get away from me, you… you bossy bastard!”

Excerpt (sexy):

Irena, sweetheart, spread your legs for me.”“Please don’t make me,” she whined, feeling incredibly embarrassed.

He laid a hand on her bottom and she groaned, knowing what he was implying. With a heavy sigh, she hesitantly opened her legs, revealing the wetness she had hoped to hide from him. Her face flushed red hot as silence reigned over the room for a long, heavy moment. She suddenly felt the need to please him. Would he despise her for behaving so wantonly? Would he send her away after finding the wetness hidden within her folds?

She whimpered when his fingertips grazed up her thighs. His fingers glided across her pussy lips and she groaned with shame. She felt herself flush with embarrassment.

My my, little one, it seems you were quite excited about your spanking,” he said, his voice laced with a chuckle.

It’s so embarrassing. I don’t know why that’s happening. Please don’t give me another spanking, sir, I can’t make it stop,” she begged, dreading his response. She felt her pussy clench with nervousness.

This pleases me very much, Irena. Don’t ever be ashamed of your body’s reactions with me,” he said sternly. “If you disobey me, I can promise you that this pretty bottom of yours will always be hot and red.”

I feel like I can climb the walls. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

Let me make you feel better, little one. Turn that beautiful body over so that you’re on your back and keep those legs nice and wide for me.”

Timidly, she did as she was told and rolled so that her bottom pressed into the bed beneath her. Despite the cooling cream he had rubbed into her skin, she still hissed at the feeling of her scalded skin grazing against the quilt underneath her.

He leaned back and looked her up and down with an appreciative smile.

Irena, you’re so beautiful. Now relax and enjoy some good girl time.”She watched as he pressed his lips to the skin of her thighs and moaned at the sensations that raced through her body. Her pussy clenched as flames of desire roared within her. A bizarre need began to center deep in her core, growing with every moment his lips touched her, igniting every nerve in her limbs with an unquenchable passion.

Gently, his hands pressed below her thighs to cup underneath her hips, sliding her closer to him in one single movement. His kisses trailed further up her inner thighs, until he pressed his lips over the top of her folds.

Oh, my goodness! You can’t mean to kiss me there!” she squeaked, having not anticipated what he was about to do.

He didn’t respond and instead, she watched as his tongue escaped his mouth, edging closer and closer to the secret place between her legs. It was almost in slow motion, as she felt the war whether she wanted him to continue or not come to a head within her. The instant the damp heat pressed against her vulnerable wet skin, she moaned as desire hit her like a tidal wave on a rocky beach and she decided she wanted it all.

Excerpt (spanky):

Well, no time like the present to teach naughty girls how to behave,” he said while he patted her bottom gently. She tensed under his words, suddenly growing increasingly uneasy with her current situation. Her nipples hardened into tight pebbles and she couldn’t help but whimper in response. She was naked over a man’s knee and he was about to spank her bare backside.

Smack.

A loud clapping sound met her ears, echoing off the nearby walls once, then twice before she realized he’d smacked her backside. She yelped when the sting hit her a second later. His massive hand felt as though it covered an entire cheek, leaving no spot unpunished. He spanked her again and again, and before long, she was kicking and yelling out with dismay. It really hurt! Her bottom felt impossibly hot and sore, the steady cadence of his hand inescapable.

Disbelief clouded her mind. This couldn’t truly be happening. She couldn’t be naked over a man’s knee, getting her bare bottom spanked like a naughty little girl. Tears threatened to fall from the corners of her eyes as she squeezed them shut. She should hate the entire experience, but even she knew claiming that would be a lie.

Every time his big palm met the vulnerable flesh of her bottom cheeks, her body jolted with pain, but it quickly turned into something more pleasurable. Her cunny throbbed with need, already incredibly wet with liquid heat. She tried to press her legs together, hoping he wouldn’t notice the slickness between her thighs.

Her poor bottom felt like it was on fire. He was relentless, spanking all over her cheeks from the top to the lower curve of her backside. He even spanked the tops of her thighs, which caused her to whimper at the sudden overwhelming sting.

When he began to focus on that area, she couldn’t hold back her tears any longer. She held onto his ankle as tears cascaded down her face.

I’m sorry,” she wailed. “I’ll go to the doctor, I swear! I won’t fight anymore, please, sir!”

Finally, he stopped spanking her and quickly gathered her up in his arms. He held her close and she sniffed back her tears.

That’s my good girl,” he whispered softly. His warm palm massaged up and down her back, which soothed her tears away. She whimpered slightly at the soreness in her bottom as it pressed against his thigh.

That hurt,” she pouted.

It’s supposed to, baby girl. You must let me take care of you, even if at times, it’s something new and scary. But don’t you worry, I’m going to make sure you’re safe and sound, no matter what happens. Until we figure out what’s going on with you, you’re going to have to trust me.”

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Sara is an author specializing in erotic spanking romance, who spends the day doing science, and writes by night. She has been on the spanking scene for many years, and has experienced all different types of spankings, from sensual, to fun, to punishments, including all of the implements she writes about! Sara finally decided to branch out and write some hot spanking fiction, so she could share the sexy fantasies that happen deep in the recesses of her creative mind.

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Reapers Kiss

 

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Reaper’s Kiss by Allison West

Published: August 30, 2016

Publisher:  Blushing Books

Genre: Paranormal, Romantic Erotica, BDSM

 

Blurb:

Heir to the throne of Casmerelda, Princess Ophelia has a knack for disobeying the rules. When she sneaks out in secret to visit her boyfriend, her life takes an unexpected twist. She is murdered by an unknown assailant outside the Blue Moon Tavern and is tasked with being a grim reaper. Is it punishment for her naughty night outings or the Dacre curse?

Wynter Gael has no choice but to reap the soul of Ophelia Dacre and bring her into the world of the undead. Responsible for reaping souls and fixing her mistakes, he must decide if putting her over his knee is worth it or if she should be sent to the royal council for further disciplinary action.

Reaper’s Kiss is a paranormal erotic novel with elements of spankings, anal play, graphic sex, and mild violence.

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Excerpt 1 PK

 

“Have you been given an assignment yet?” Violetta asked.

“No.” Leila wasn’t taking anyone’s soul. If she could let them live, why shouldn’t they? Just because she’d been cheated out of her life didn’t mean she had to do the same to others. What was the worst that could happen?

Excerpt 2 – Kelly

“You’re right, you won’t. I’m going to teach you right from wrong, my little Leila. Good girls listen and do as they’re told. Bad girls face a wrath of punishments. Spankings, my little Leila, are just the beginning.”

Excerpt 3 – KRB

“I don’t like it.” What was there to like? Larkin, the gentleman she’d been sneaking out to visit had an appointment with death. He felt bad for the guy, especially given the fact the girl he liked was recently murdered, but what could he do?

“You’re not supposed to,” Wynter said and sighed. “Maybe you should stay here for today.”

“The hell I am!” Leila stood up. Her hands in fists. “I’m not going to sit by and idly watch as you reap the man I love! Not a chance in hell!”

 

About the Author

Allison West is a #1 International Best-Selling Author in Erotica, BDSM, Romantic Erotica, Sci-Fi, Victorian, and Historical Erotica. She also writes young adult novels under the name Ruth Silver.

 

Allison West has been inventing worlds and writing stories for years. Her favorite novels are those that leave a lasting impression, long after the final page is read. You can find more about Allison on Facebook and Twitter.

 

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