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Brand new erotic PNR from CP Mandara!

I bought this book from the graphic and blurb alone, and cannot wait to read it!
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Good As Dead

Blurb:

Six people want her dead.

Lainey Hargreaves has a secret that she must keep at all costs. It’s a secret that could change the face of the earth, forever. But not all secrets can be kept, and when hers begins to escape, she is certain that death will follow.

There is only one person that can extricate her from the mess she finds herself in. A vampire.

Mercer is that vampire. His quick, analytical brain will give them a head start against her assassins, but even he isn’t confident of success. He needs to discover what Lainey is hiding, unravel her secrets, and earn her trust. She will need to learn to obey his every order without question if they are to stand a chance of success.

And the best place to start? In the bedroom, of course. All women find him irresistible. All women except Lainey, that is, and she’s going to fight tooth and nail to deny the bright red spark that blooms between them.

She’s going to lose.

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Excerpt

“You will do as you’re told.”

He yanked on the curl he had captured and she had no choice but to stare at his mesmerising gold eyes. Swallowing at the invisible lump in her throat, she tried to force her head away from his dangerous gaze but could not break his hold over her. She wanted to roar in exasperation, for this mess could rival the Minos Labyrinth. She felt helpless and frustrated. They were two emotions she had very little experience with and she preferred it that way.

“Or what?” Lainey tried to bite back the retort but it was too late, the damage was done. When the vamp looked down at her, his eyes were rapidly darkening and his face was contorting with anger. She swallowed hard knowing she’d pushed him too far. Instinctively trying to back up, the wall was unforgiving and she smacked her head against it. His head was coming towards hers yet there was not a thing she could do about it. Wanting to scream, all that came out of her mouth was a pathetic little squeak.

He didn’t stop until his forehead rested against hers, his breath blowing heated little flutters against her lip. Her pulse immediately rocketed into orbit and her senses fled. She was only aware of his tempting soft lips, and a great urge to kiss them. For a second, she had a strangled moment of indecision, unsure whether she was willing her body to remain still or urging it to close those last few millimetres separating her mouth from his. Still stranded in torment, he smiled at her as if he knew the inner struggle she was having, and finally made the decision for her.

Pulling back abruptly, he put some distance between them by slamming both of his outstretched arms on either side of her head. It made her jump. Eyes which had licks of red and orange flames resting in their depths connected once again with hers, and although he was a little further away this time, it didn’t make him seem any less intimidating.

“A nice punishing kiss would probably keep you in line for a couple of days, I think. Should I bruise those soft sweet lips of yours and train them to worship mine? I have a feeling though that once I get a taste for you there’ll be no going back. Then again, seeing a lovesick doe-eyed look in those eyes wouldn’t be so bad. What do you say?” He unleashed the full power of his smile upon her and whilst there was no warmth behind it, Lainey got the message.

“No,” she whispered, immediately understanding what he had threatened. “I’ll do whatever you say, no questions asked.” She could not be bitten under any circumstances.

He huffed out a breath, and slowly removed his hands from the wall. Lainey sighed with relief as she had a little breathing space back but something akin to disappointment washed through her veins, and it horrified her. She could not feel this way, especially anywhere near a vampire.

“Well, I guess that spoiled all my fun for the evening,” he said regretfully. “But it should make the next couple of days rather interesting because at the first sign of disobedience, I’m claiming my kiss, Miss Hargreaves. Are we clear?” He raised an eyebrow and gave her a lopsided grin.

Lainey shuddered. “Crystal.”

“Good.”

“Who are you?” There was a hint of fear in her voice.

“My name is Mercer.”

“Mercer who?” Lainey pushed her hands against his chest and he backed up a little bit, allowing her a chance to examine him.

“That’s all you need to know.”

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I don’t need an excuse to spank- from Renee Rose

Renee Rose is stopping by with a sexy excerpt from His Captive Mortal. It was originally released as Loose Morals, but has been edited and re-released; and boy is it hot! Here she is 🙂

I don’t need an excuse to spank – a sexy snippet from His Captive Mortal by Renee Rose

Hi Katherine, thanks so much for having me on your blog today!  I’m bringing my hot paranormal hero Charlie for a visit. He’s the kind of guy who doesn’t mind being an uninvited guest. In His Captive Mortal, he barges into Sasha’s apartment and makes himself at home, changing her life with his sexy dominant ways.  Here’s an example:

He pushed himself up to sit, resting his back against the headboard. “I think you have five seconds to lay yourself across my lap.”

Butterflies took flight in her belly. “What did I do?”

He gave one sharp shake of his head. “I don’t need an excuse to spank. If I decide you need a spanking, you get a spanking. Now lie over my lap.”

She wanted to argue. His logic didn’t make sense, after all, but she wanted to see where this would go. Maybe it was a result of the dream, in which he’d whipped her for no reason and she’d seemed to love it. She knelt beside him and draped herself across his lap, liquid already beginning to seep from her pussy.

He ran a cool hand across her cheeks in a caress that somehow made her feel beautiful. As if in affirmation of her impression, he remarked, “A perfect ass.” And with that declaration, he began to spank hard and fast, like he had that first night when she’d tried to stab him with a wooden stake.

She wriggled. “Ow…ooh.” She wanted to be turned on by it—like she’d been in her dream—except it hurt too much for her to feel anything but pain. “Ow. Hey!”

“Quiet, little mortal.”

She struggled to keep her sound effects to herself, though why she tried so hard to please and obey him confused her. At what point had she given in? But she couldn’t think when he was slapping her at a rhythm faster than “Uptown Funk”. She gripped the bedspread and kicked her legs, clamping down on her back teeth to keep from crying out. Pain overtook all her senses and she had just started to become angry when he stopped, as abruptly as he’d started.

Before she could draw another breath, he had pulled her onto her back beside him and covered her body with his own, kissing her with a passion that made her stomach drop. Everything he’d stirred up with the spanking—embarrassment, anger, lust, tears—came pouring out in her response to his kiss. She met his desire with her own, yanking his head down, arching her pelvis against his, writhing beneath him. She wanted him to take her in every sense of the word, but he broke away, pulling back with a wicked smile. “Lusty wench, aren’t you?”

“Wench?” she demanded, wrapping a fist in his shirt and attempting to pull him back down. “Which century do you think you’re in?”

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His Captive Mortal

When a young special education teacher unwittingly attracts the attention of a strange man on her late night walk home, she winds up with a supernatural guest she can’t evict. For some reason, Charlie, the dominant immortal believes she is of fairy descent and has magical powers. He demands her complete submission and cooperation, refusing to free her until she promises to help him.

Charlie sees the power in Sasha and believes she has the ability to undo the curse placed on him by a jealous lover one hundred years before. He also loves toying with the feisty mortal, doling out humiliating punishments while arousing a lust in her that leaves them both hungry for satisfaction.

His habit of emotional detachment crumbles as he falls for Sasha, yet when he discovers she carries a secret that relates to his past, the betrayal nearly destroys him. He must decide whether he can ever trust a woman, or give into instinct and walk away from what might be his only chance at love and redemption.

**This book was previously released as Loose Morals by Darling Adams. It has been edited for re-release**

Publishers Note: This book contains elements of BDSM including spanking, bondage and erotic sex scenes.

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Interview with a Vamp – Redux

Katherine Deane skips into  her office.

The first day of October means the start of her favorite season – Halloween!

Corinne Alexander (her most trusted office assistant): Good morning Katherine, today your interview is with.

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Corinne Alexander: A vampire

Katherine Deane: Awesome! An interview with a vampire. That sounds pretty catchy. Someone should write a book about that!

Corinne Alexander:  (laughs)  I think the movie has already been done a few times.

Katherine Deane: nuts, oh well. Besides, with a name like Charlie, how much of a vamp can he be? He ‘s probably one of those pasty throwback geeks from the nineteenth century. Ah well, better keep the shades closed until he leaves.

Corinne Alexander: (hands her a mug)  A Positive, just in case.

Charlie: (materializes in her office and Katherine shrieks. His face stretches into a grin.)

Charlie: I love the smell of fear.

Katherine Deane: I’m not afraid, I was just startled. Uhh…thanks for coming.

Charlie:  (Makes himself at home by perching on the edge of her desk) Thanks for having me. And don’t lie. I can smell fear, even if I haven’t had your blood to sense your emotions.

Katherine Deane: (huffs) I am not afraid!

Charlie (flashes beside her and grasps her ponytail, pulling her head back to expose her neck).

Charlie: Now are you afraid?

Katherine Deane (squeaks): Yes!

Charlie (smiles broadly and releases her hair): Good. Fear is part of the seduction, at least for a vampire.

Katherine Deane:  Wh-what do you mean?

Charlie: I mean, a healthy dose of fear increases the heat of any BDSM scene. Take this one from my book, for example:

He wrapped her hair in his fist and pulled her head back, his fangs lengthening as he looked at her vein. As if in slow motion, he lowered his head to her neck, trailing a sharp canine along her throat. Her breath came in quick pants, her heart racing.

She realized she didn’t know this man—this vampire—at all. Would he kill her now to get even with Anka? Maybe he hadn’t turned her over to the other vampires because he wanted to destroy her himself.

He lifted her head and released her all in one swift motion. “Take off your clothes.”

Her eyes flew to his, her heart leaping. Had he forgiven her? Or was this an evil torture? She nibbled her lip. The way she saw it, she had no choice but to comply. She had just begged to be his. She had to prove her faithfulness, her trust. She shucked her clothing, dropping the articles at her feet one by one.

“Kneel.”

Her belly somersaulted. A game. Surely this was his game. She lowered to her knees, praying he was not just humiliating her before he vanished once more.

“Hands behind your back.”

She grasped her own wrists behind her back and lowered her head submissively.

Charlie crouched beside her, stroking her hair back from her eyes. She saw emotion this time, but before she identified it, he lunged, tackling her and throwing her to her back, his hand behind her head to protect it from the floor. His fangs struck her neck and he drank, pushing the bulge of his clothed cock between her legs.

Panic flared, but after he continued to rock his pelvis against her sex, she exhaled and wrapped her legs around his waist. This was sexual, not angry….right? He wouldn’t drain her. Or turn her. She hoped. Once more, she felt her only choice was to give herself to him, to prove she belonged to him. She twined her arms around his neck and closed her eyes, allowing the motion of his cock beneath his jeans to drive her passion.

The scrape of his jeans over her vulnerable bits came as the sort of pleasured pain—the more it dug into her, the more she wanted to feel it. She followed the sensations until she came from the friction against her clit, a small release, but satisfying just the same.

Charlie licked her wounds closed. “Did I say you could come?” he asked darkly.

 

Katherine Deane: (fans self). Whoa. You’re right, that was hot.

Charlie: (smirks) I know. Listen, I’ve got to go check on my little witchling. But would you mind telling people about our book?

Katherine Deane: Wait–that’s it? You’re not going to… spank me or anything?

Charlie:  (the corner of one lip turning up). I would love to, but Sasha might not like it. I’ll send over one of Darling Adams’ hot available men for you.

Katherine Deane: Okay. (Pouts).  Okay. Thanks. Yeah. Thanks for coming.

Charlie: (vanishes).

Katherine Deane: Corinne, I’m losing my edge.  I didn’t even get spanked this time.

Corinne Alexander: What is this world coming to? Don’t worry. I’ll get you set up with another interview right away.

Katherine Deane: Thanks, Corinne. You’re the best!  (Claps her hands in glee) Now here’s the way I’m picturing this Interview with Charlie. We’ll get him hooked up for interviews with other pretty, female authors. We have to make sure they’re all really nice and sweet. Angels. Yeah!

Corinne Alexander: (laughs) I know where you’re going with this, and it’s already been taken.

Katherine Deane: Charlie’s Angels! It’s perfect!

Corinne Alexander: Done and redone. Sorry, Katherine.

Katherine Deane :Gah! Another creative genius streak, down the drain!

Corinne Alexander: (smiles and hugs her dear friend) It will come, Kate. Don’t worry.

Katherine Deane: All right. Let’s wrap this post up. I know this one is awesome and original. I beta read it and loved it!

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Here’s the scoop on Loose Morals:

When Sasha Deschamps unwittingly attracts the attention of a strange man on her late night walk home from work, she winds up with a supernatural guest she can’t get rid of. The dominant immortal demands her complete submission and cooperation, refusing to free her until she has performed an act of magick, one which she does not know how to even begin.

Charlie sees the power in Sasha and believes she has the ability to undo the curse placed on him by a jealous lover over one hundred years before. He also loves toying with the feisty witchling, doling out humiliating punishments while arousing a lust in her that leaves them both hungry for satisfaction.

Emotionally detached to the point of amorality, his motto has been “friendly with many, close to none”, but he finds himself falling for Sasha, believing he might be able to trust a woman again. When he discovers she is actually the reincarnated witch who cursed him, though, his world turns on end. Can he believe she has returned to his life to heal the rift between them? Or will he walk away from her again, as he did so many years ago?

Publishers Note: This book contains elements of BDSM including spanking, bondage and erotic sex scenes.

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Katherine’s Connections – Kate Strand (Deathless Love)

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My latest connection is from a Renee Rose, paranormal spanking romance. I am actually starting to wonder if Renee writes stories specifically for me.  LOL, I know that’s not the case, but in my nice little world of egocentricity, I am going to keep thinking that way.  🙂

I love the strength Renee applies to her characters while also giving them flaws. And it is so easy for me to connect with her characters. Some of them really seem like me.

This latest connection is a character from one of her earlier works, Deathless Love.  It’s a paranormal work, which is probably my favorite genre. While I like some realism in the stories I read, I prefer to escape into them. This makes paranormal a great genre for me. It has just the right amount of realism mixed in with fantasy. Add to the mix, a little bit of spanking and sex, and I am in Seventh Heaven!

Renee created a wonderfully engaging character in Kate Strand. I also have to acknowledge that I love her name because one of my nicknames is Kate.

Kate is a talented, outgoing, beautiful, and charismatic woman, – the lead singer of a band, who loses a lot of her edge when she is not behind the mic. When she is performing, she is confident and charismatic.  But when off stage, she loses some of that.  She doesn’t have the microphone to hide behind anymore.

I also like to sing, and that’s how I feel behind the microphone. Center of attention, with the mic in hand and a full band behind me (though I prefer to be backup usually), is more comfortable, and more my zone. It’s safer than talking with another person. It’s less intimate, less vulnerable.

Once off stage, Kate’s true nature settles in. She is unsure of the male attention she receives, less confident, less able to deal with confrontation comfortably.  In one early scene, she is visibly shaken by the unwanted attentions of another man. But it’s not necessarily his attention that bothers her. It’s her inability to react comfortably. She doesn’t know how to shut him down nicely. She doesn’t want to hurt his feelings.

This is exactly how I am. I can’t stand the thought of hurting another person’s feelings, or having them unhappy with me.

Then Kate has a very intimate interaction with Dom, a vampire, her boss, a Dominant. She gets a little drunk, and falls off the stage. Dom takes her into his office to make sure she is ok, and ends up spanking her over his desk. They actually have some great sex afterwards, but this first spanking was what really turned me on.

Since Kate is a submissive at heart, she finds herself drawn to Dom’s strength and dominance. But she is also confused and slightly embarrassed by her reaction.

Kate likes the eroticism in his spankings and dominance.  They even make a rule where she gets spanked every time she rolls her eyes at Dom. But Dom agrees to make them fun spankings, and she agrees whole heartedly.

I am also very aroused by spankings and shows of dominance from my husband. We are walking a very fine line between spanking eroticism, and Domestic Discipline. And it works for us.

Just like it works for Kate and Dom in their new relationship.

There are also scenes where Dom gives Kate guidelines and takes charge, like when he takes over the move from her apartment to take some of the pressure off her. He reads her very well. (Then again, he is a 500 year old vampire, and not your typical human male.) Kate doesn’t appreciate his taking charge at times, but she also feels safe under his leadership. A conundrum for any woman today.

Kate even asks Dom to help her with her eating habits, like cutting wheat from her diet, because she wants him to set boundaries. She seeks accountability, not tyranny.  This builds her strength, and enables her to help herself.

This is what I long for in my DD relationship; protection, boundaries, strength, and helping me to help myself.  I am a grown woman, who needs to know that I can protect myself. But it sure does help to know that my safety net is there, or that my coach will give me a little push when I need it.

Though Kate submits easily to Dom, this doesn’t make her weak. It just shows that Dom is stronger, more experienced, and willing to be there for her.  Dom is the safety net, the protective wall.  He doesn’t imprison her with his dominance, but he protects her from others and herself.

I also liked the confrontation scene in the restaurant. When Kate’s meal isn’t done correctly, she fears confronting the waiter. But Dom gives her a push. Dom doesn’t do it for her, he doesn’t talk to the waiter, but he tells Kate he knows she has the strength in her to speak up for herself. So she does. The food is fixed properly, no harm, no foul. I loved that scene. She stood up for herself, and didn’t get hurt. Yeah, Kate!

I have been such a people pleaser for so much of my life, that it is hard for me to confront others. I can see Kate’s fears and totally empathize with them.

I can also relate to her desire for consistency.

In one scene, Kate gets in a lot of trouble because she forgets to put down the shades, hurting Dom. This could have killed him or his friends, and he had been very firm in that one rule. Shades down when the sun is out.

With Renee’s permission, I’ll post the punishment scene at the end.

It is INTENSE!

But it is completely necessary. Kate desires consistency, safety, and an environment in which she can grow, and be protected if need be. Boundaries are as necessary as food and water.  If Dom had not reacted with a firm punishment, I think she would have resented him for it.

This is how I feel when my husband is inconsistent with me.  Consistency means safety, both physically and emotionally.

Though her punishment is hard, she toughs it out, because she really is stronger than she gives herself credit for, and she has already agreed that she made a huge mistake. She desires his consistency.

I really liked Kate, and found a lot of myself in her.  Her erotic needs, her spanko desires, her submissiveness, her desire for boundaries, while also being appreciated for her own strength and abilities- they all mirror my own desires and needs.

I loved this book. I really enjoyed connecting with Kate. And I think we share a lot more than just a name.

Here is the yummy punishment scene, I was talking about. Very delicious, especially if you have any spanko in you.  🙂

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Kate’s knees were jelly. She tripped down the stairs and into Dom’s bedroom with her heart pounding in her throat. Oh God. There was a belt on the bed. She was sure it was purposeful. This was it.

Her first real punishment spanking. She didn’t count the time he spanked her to tears over snapping at him, because he hadn’t really been angry then and he had done it to relieve her stress. This time he was angry—she could tell. She paced around the room, tears choking her. Her face burned with the pressure of them. She sat on the bed and started to cry.

The door opened and Dom filled the doorway, holding a wooden spoon. She stood up and ran to him, clutching his arm so he could find her in space. “Dom, I’m so sorry. I was in a hurry and I just totally forgot that I’d opened the shutters.” Her tears started up fresh again.

To her surprise, he wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. She sobbed into his chest. When she had calmed down a bit, he drew her away and looked in her direction, although his blind eyes missed focusing on her eyes. They were a horrible sight—bloody mucous was oozing out of the inner and outer corners of his eyes and the whites were completely bloodshot. His skin was as red as a lobster, like a redhead who’d spent all day at the beach without sunscreen. Some places had weeping blisters.

“Kate, there’s no excuse for your irresponsibility. I thought I made it clear how serious it was to leave the shutters closed.”

“You did,” she choked. “You absolutely did. I know and I feel so bad,” her voice broke again and she drew in several hiccupping breaths.

Dom just waited.

“Are you going to spank me?” she asked in a whisper.

“What do you think I should do?” he asked quietly.

Ah. This was the consent piece, again. He wasn’t going to hurt her without her permission. Of course she didn’t want to be spanked. Especially not with his belt. But she’d caused him to be badly hurt and she felt absolutely horrible about it. And spanking was the solution on the table. She leaned her forehead against his chest and nodded. She couldn’t bring herself to say the words—to actually ask him to spank her. He understood.

“Take off your clothes,” he commanded.

He went to the bed, reaching his legs in front of him tentatively, until one of them hit the edge of it. He sat down, turning his face in her direction.

Knowing he was blind somehow made stripping off her clothes a little easier, but not that much. There was something about baring herself to be punished that made her feel so very small and vulnerable.

“Can I just pee first?” she asked in voice that sounded too squeaky.

He nodded without comment. He still looked so stern and remote. Her thighs trembled as she peed and her breath was coming in quick little gasps. She returned and stood in front of him, her belly doing flip flops. He still held the wooden spoon in one hand. He felt for her hips and then pushed her across his knee, with her head resting on the bed.

There was no waiting in anticipation this time. It wasn’t a game. He started immediately spanking hard with the spoon, taking her breath away with the thud of it. She gasped and squirmed. He threw his free leg over to scissor hers so that she was firmly pinned across his knee. It was worse than any spanking he’d given her, and this was just the warm up. As the burn increased, she struggled harder to escape the punishing smacks of the wooden spoon. It seemed he was applying it all over her already burning bottom—smarting every inch until she imagined it was as red as his burnt skin.

“Please, Dom!” she was starting to panic. “Stop! Please!” Fear had welled up in her. She couldn’t possibly take any more, she was sure of it. And he was so angry, he was sure to overdo it. And that wasn’t even considering his vampire strength. Oh God, were his fangs out? He’d warned her to be careful of him when he was angry. She was flipping out completely. She reached a hand back to block the spoon and felt Dom’s body jerk in response. He snatched her wrist and pinned it behind her back.

“Do not reach, Kate! I could break your fingers that way.” Then he gave her five of the hardest spanks she had ever felt. She screamed bloody murder the whole time, trying in vain to get free of his merciless hold.

He lifted her abruptly onto her feet, then and rubbed her bottom. She was completely agitated and confused. “Go stand in the corner. I think you need a break,” he said in the most ordinary tone, as if he hadn’t just spanked the living daylights out of her.

 

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Renee Rose, erotic romance author, did not come out of the closet as a spanko until she published her spanking romance, Betrothed. A lifelong writer, she has a B.A. in creative writing from Knox College, where she won the Davenport prize for both fiction and poetry, and the Lorraine Smith prize for literary criticism.  She spent thirteen years in technical writing before she found a way to incorporate her deepest darkest spanking fantasies into fiction and express a part of her that longed to see the light. She is now passionate about supporting others in accepting and exploring their kink, whatever that may be.  Leave a comment on her blog at www.reneeroseromance.com and join the conversation!

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No romance story is complete without a spanking!

A blurb about Kate and Dom’s next short story, Deathless Discipline

Although spankings top the list of Kate’s favorite activities with her vampire husband Dom, they are usually the highly erotic foreplay to making mind-bogglingly amazing love.

Not this time. Dom feels that he must lay down the law when Kate not only stays out much longer than she planned and doesn’t answer his calls, but also lies to him about it. There’s only one thing to do—give her a long, hard, bare-bottom discipline spanking that she will not soon forget.

Follow these characters from Renee Rose’s full-length novel Deathless Love as their relationship continues to grow!

A bonus short story called Mary Catherine Learns Her Lesson is also included, which takes place at the No Return nightclub featured prominently in Deathless Love.

 

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